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Chapter 89 Tieshu Blossoms (Second)
Gao Shuang did not expect that this micro-post declaring war on Xie Ankui would cause a stronger sensation than the previous one.

"I've waited for a long time and finally waited until today!"

"Wang Xingren returns after a month of kings!"

"I'm domineering and mighty! I'm just so rigid! (dog head angry)"

"Wang Xingren has sounded the horn of attack again! Brothers and sisters, what are you waiting for! Follow my 50-meter sword!"

"This time, I directly stretched my devil's claws to the gold medal composer! All I can say is...well done!"

"It's only been a month, and the grass on Deng Lei's grave is three feet tall. I wonder if Xie Ankui can last until the end of the rookie game!"

"After all, he is a gold medal composer who has passed the fifth grade, so he won't be taken away by my eighteenth grade scumbag Wang Yibo!"

"It's estimated to be quite a while! The list of this newcomer season is not so easy to rush!"

"What are you afraid of! Reckless is right! The last thing Wang Xingren is afraid of is to disrupt the war!"

"Rookie season!"

"Rookie Season +1"

"Xie Ankui, who is about to be recklessly worn in the new season, has a negative emotional value of +999"

"Baww Team Assembles! Target Rookie Tournament!!!"

"Second step on the road of proving the Way! Let's witness together by our bark team! Let's guard together!!!"

……

Latitude entertainment is bleak.

While pacing anxiously, Yang Song used his lifelong wisdom to sort out the context of the whole thing.

It's better if you don't want to, the more you think about it, the worse it feels in your heart!
The plan to suppress the stars for more than a year has been very smooth.

Ye Anlei was so exhausted that she had no strength to fight back!

Zhongxing Entertainment is precarious, and it is about to close down!

But what people didn't expect was that the stars, who had almost completely lost their film distribution ability, actually signed the distribution rights of an award-winning film with a 60.00% theater share ratio!
Relying on the expected profit of the film's distribution rights, he took a loan from the bank and saved his life!

I heard that the director who handed over the distribution rights to Zhongxing actually signed into Zhongxing's film department!
It is a personal investment to start a new movie in the name of the stars.

Now think about it, why do people spend money and effort to work for the stars?
To say that this director has nothing to do with that bitch Ye Anlei, Yang Song is the first to not believe it! ! !
Thankfully, I wanted to beg for her favor in front of Du Yan before.

After I figured it out, I felt really stupid! ! !

Entering July, it was only the first day that the situation continued to go out!

Dealing with a small trainee not only offended the literary and art association, the composers' union, and the organizers of the rookie competition, but also brought out a dog star?

Who is this to reason with?

Why does this dog who popped up suddenly write songs for the people of the stars?
Also help you to suppress the composition department of Latitude Entertainment?

To say that this Wang Xing has nothing to do with that bitch Ye Anlei, Yang Song once again expressed his disbelief! ! !

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the flesh on his body trembled.

Hello Ye Anlei!

You can hook up with a child, but I really underestimated your slut's methods before!

"Don't go around in circles! Your eyes are dizzy!" Du Yan said to Yang Song irritably.

Yang Song slapped the table with a slap and said bitterly, "How could this bitch Ye Anlei get together with Wang Xingren?"

Seeing Yang Song's reaction, Du Yan laughed softly: "Ye Anlei is somewhat handsome. Maybe Wang Xingren likes to break shoes? Do you care?"

Yang Song's face turned red when he was choked by Du Yan's words, and only two words "I" came out for a long time, but there was no more words.

Du Yan turned to Xie Ankui and said, "Didn't you say that the stars can't get a composer who can write a good song in one day?"

"Wang Xingren is an accident!" Xie Ankui said helplessly: "This guy has never played cards according to the routine!"

Yang Song asked anxiously, "What should I do now?"

Du Yan thought about it for a while, then pointed at the table and instructed Yang Song: "Immediately withdraw the lawsuit and send a letter to the Literature and Art Association, the Composers Union and the organizers of the rookie competition to apologize!"

Yang Song heard that Du Yan already had an idea, and hurriedly responded: "Okay! I'll do it now!"

After speaking, he quickly walked out of the meeting room.

Du Yan looked at Yang Song in a hurry and couldn't help shaking her head.

Xie Ankui on the side waited for Yang Song to leave before saying to Du Yan, "Actually, I don't think this is necessarily a good thing for us!"

"Good thing?" Du Yan raised her brows.

Xie Ankui continued: "Wang Xingren gave me a gauntlet on Weike, and this matter has attracted a lot of attention. In fact, it can be regarded as a disguised way to increase the popularity of our trainees."

"Are you so confident?" Du Yan walked behind Xie Ankui and leaned down, her bright red nails brushed over his neck and face, and her red lips almost pressed against his auricle: "You don't have to worry about it. Does Wang Xingren really dominate the list in July and step you down?"

Xie Ankui put his hand around Du Yan's waist, and sneered contemptuously: "July topping the list? Emperor Qu doesn't dare to praise Haikou like this!"

……

After dealing with Latitude Entertainment, Gao Shuang felt a lot better.

At this time, the dishes were almost ready, and all three of them ate a lot.

The food in Shancheng is really a must in China!
In any small restaurant, the food cooked is full of color and flavor!
Gao Shuang knew that He Xiaoling couldn't eat spicy food, so he specifically told the waiter to put less pepper when ordering.

It can be seen that this meal is still very appetizing to He Xiaoling.

……

When the meal was almost over, Gao Shuang called Zhao Hai.

The two had just returned from the waves outside and were about to arrive at the hotel soon.

Gao Shuang asked Zhao Hai to wait for him for a while, after all, he forced Zhao Hai two plane tickets to let him and Zhou Shishi come for the first day, and he had to confirm the situation of the two before he could rest assured.

As a result, Zhao Hai hesitated on the phone and didn't want to see Gao Shuang.

Gao Shuang wondered, something really happened, right?

He was not at ease, so he insisted that Zhao Hai and Zhou Shishi stay in the hotel lobby and wait for him!
As soon as the three of Gao Shuang entered the hotel, they saw Zhao Hai, who was sweating profusely, and greeted him.

Zhou Shishi fell two steps behind Zhao Hai.

Gao Shuang was happy when he saw Zhao Hai's appearance!
The mountain city in July is the time when the "fire" is the most prosperous.

This bitch is actually wearing a coat around her neck!
Looking at this sweaty face, I always feel that he will faint from heat stroke in the next moment!
Gao Shuang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull the clothes around Zhao Hai's neck, muttering, "Are you seriously ill? You still have clothes around your neck on such a hot day?!"

"Don't move!" Zhao Hai wanted to raise his hand to stop him, but he couldn't stop Gao Shuang's invincible hand-eye coordination ability.

His arms deftly went around Zhao Hai, and accurately grabbed the buttons on the front of his neck with his two sleeves.

With a slight ingenuity in his hand, he took off that unsightly coat!

"Whoops! What the hell!" Zhao Hai was not in a hurry to stop him, but suddenly became a little flustered.

When Gao Shuang looked at Zhao Hai again, he immediately discovered the problem.

Three strawberries of different sizes were planted on Zhao Hai's neck...

Gao Shuang first glanced at the shy Zhou Shishi not far away.

He glanced at Zhao Hai, who was beside him at a loss and with a red face.

Plant strawberries!
Three more in a row...

Are you playing so unrestrainedly?

He held his coat in one hand, and the other hand was just about to move.

I really can't wait to slap myself a few big mouths!
Am I sick?

If you have to be cheap, go eat this bowl of dog food? ? ?
Gao Shuang spread out his jacket again in silence, found a good position, carefully wrapped it around Zhao Hai's neck, and tyed a warm bow on his sleeve: "If you feel hot... Piece!!!”

He turned his head and looked at He Xiaoling sadly.

Even the iron tree like Zhao Hai has bloomed!

He was still at the stage of holding hands secretly!

This is urgent! ! !
(End of this chapter)