The host, she just wants to lie down and win

Chapter 394 Feng Shui Master Broker (46)

Chapter 394 Feng Shui Master Broker (46)

"For the show we recorded last time, the program team hoped that you could become a regular guest. Two days later, a magazine invited you to shoot the main cover, and a crew later appointed you to play the male lead."

Blue Pigeon Private Cafe.

A young man in a black loose sweater rested his chin and stared with a smile at the seemingly casual man opposite him, but his posture was unusually correct, "Since you became my manager, my good luck has also come one after another. .”

Chi Shuang casually stirred the coffee in the cup with a small spoon, and took the time to reply: "There is also a relationship between Director Zhang and Miss Zhou."

"Well, in fact, sometimes I wonder if I am so popular too fast. Most of it depends on my family relationship. If there is no Zhang family, what do I have left? This will make my efforts seem insignificant..." Wen Shrugging his shoulders, he sighed.

"How many Qingshui artists in the entertainment circle don't have financial backers behind them? There is too much capital involved in this industry." Chi Shuang said indifferently, "You should know a lot of artists who are supported by financial backers, right? Those who are popular, Small fire, tepid ones, and those that don’t make any splashes. In addition to strength, of course luck is also needed. You have to understand that you have both.”

He raised his eyelids lazily and indifferently, and his eyes fell on the young man's face, "If you feel guilty, you should work harder, strengthen your strength, and strive to be worthy of your current position."

"I understand the truth, what should I do specifically?" Wen Zhi continued to sigh.

Chi Shuang glanced at him, "Do you know what you look like now? You look like a student who was reprimanded by teachers and parents in junior high school, turned around and said, 'I understand the truth, but my concubine can't do it'. "

"I was wrong." Wen Zhi quickly cheered up, "Yes, the variety show the day after tomorrow requires singing at the beginning, but I don't know what to sing, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sing well."

He always felt that he was a little tone deaf, and he had never sung since he was a child.

Chi Shuang thought for a while, "Go to ktv to practice. As for choosing songs, I have a suggestion."

"what?"

"That song Dalabang."

Wen Zhi felt vaguely familiar with the name, but couldn't remember which song it was.But seeing Ye Tunan's determined expression, he didn't hesitate, "Okay, I'm sure about this one."

Although Ye Tunan is a novice manager, the itinerary and work he has arranged for himself during this period of time are all in order, which has earned him a lot of good reputation.The fan base is getting bigger and bigger.

He had underestimated him before.

Wen Zhi's idea is very beautiful, but when he came to KTV and listened to this song, his expression was like this [_?]⊙(◇)?゛('◇')?
Doubtful three.

Can this song be sung by humans?

Wait, what's that name?Why is it so difficult for him to recognize all these characters and even pronounce them together? ? ?

"Let's get started." Chi Shuang put the microphone into Wen's palm expressionlessly.

Wen Zhi: "Comrade manager."

Chi Shuang: "?"

Wen Zhi: "I want to go back to elementary school and learn Mandarin again."

Chi Shuang smiled without fire, which seemed to be an encouraging smile: "Believe in yourself, as long as you speak quickly, you can catch up with these words. You have a good sense of pitch, just practice more."

The shoulders were firmly grasped by the hand of fate, Wen Zhi looked at the door of the box, and felt so far away for a moment...

Chi Shuang showed a kind smile: "Let's start."

Wen Zhi swallowed silently.

Then, he cleared his throat and spoke:
"A long time ago. A dragon suddenly appeared
Bring disaster, take away the princess and disappear
……

Your Majesty, my name is Dalabon, what the hell? ? ? "

Chi Shuang: "Come again."

"Your Majesty, my name is Dalabon Babande Bedib Dobiruon..."

Practice singing from three o'clock in the afternoon until nine o'clock in the evening.

Wen Zhi, died.

 Little cuties who have never heard of it, please listen to it, I am so awesome! ! !

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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