The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Xia Haoyang has been quite relaxed recently.

There is only one public performance left in Xinan TV's variety show. Although it will be changed to live broadcast at that time, it will be half a month later. Xia Haoyang has already given the songs for the sixth public performance to the program team. Although he is occasionally needed to provide guidance and teaching, he does not need to worry too much, as more teaching tasks are shared by several other mentors.

It was not difficult to prepare the debut song as promised for the program team. It was prepared when the song list for the sixth public performance was submitted. This made Director Liu and Director Tian Danni feel guilty and grateful.

There wasn't too much going on in the company. It was the same with or without him. Everything was running normally. But when the second half of the year came, Lao Xie mentioned a few things and asked him to prepare a MINI album for Tara.

What remains is to write a script for a mainstream film for Mr. Dong of Darabona Film and Television, and his "Battleship Island" is actually almost completed.

It is September, which is the eighth month in the lunar calendar.

"The north wind blows the white grass to the ground, and the snow falls in the eighth month of the year."

"White dew falls in August, and the locust leaves gradually turn yellow."

The sun is still shining brightly in Yancheng in September. Although it is cool in the mornings and evenings after the hottest days of August, the temperature can still reach 9 degrees during the day.

At this time, the Western Regions and Inner Mongolia have welcomed the first snow since the beginning of autumn.

September 9, Monday, the 3th day of the seventh lunar month, is the Victory Day of the Anti-Japanese War.

Early in the morning, Zeng Jingyi, Xiao Mengyan and Xia Haoyang walked into the elevator of Fuhai Building from the parking lot on the first basement floor in a long-unseen configuration of two in front and one behind.

"Hahahaha, I'm almost dying of laughter."

As the three of them walked out of the elevator, they heard Qin Jiali's hearty laughter.

Zeng Jingyi and Xiao Mengyan, arm in arm, quickened their pace and walked towards the company.

Xia Haoyang, who was walking behind him, holding a women's bag and chewing a big meat bun, was neither hurried nor slow, and kept muttering: "She is so happy so early in the morning. I don't know what this old nun is so happy about when she can't even find a boyfriend."

People are born with double standards.

As for Xiao Mengyan, who was regarded as his own daughter, finding a handsome boyfriend and getting engaged, Xia Haoyang was like an old father protecting his child, with an unhappy face. They were neighbors, but they had only met each other a few times, and he was unwilling to bring Xiao Mengyan along when he invited her to dinner. As for Qin Jiali, a "heartless fool", he couldn't wait for her to get married.

“Hahahaha, I’m almost dying of joy.”

"Jia Li, what's so funny?"

"Hello, Sister Jiali."

"It's Jingyi and Xiao Mengyan who are here. Let me tell you, this is such a joyful thing, hahahaha."

"If you have something funny to say, just say it. Don't you feel uncomfortable holding in your fart?" Even if you walk slowly, it's only a dozen steps from the elevator to the company.

"It stinks so much, so stinks, someone farted and it's so smelly." Qin Jiali pinched her nose and looked up and down at Xia Haoyang with disdain.

"I don't want to bother with you." Xia Haoyang put the last bite of the bun into his mouth, then threw the packaging bag into the trash can and walked towards his office.

"Okay, the annoying guy has left, why don't you say anything?" Zeng Jingyi said with a smile.

"Since you know that the bad fat boss is annoying, Jingyi, just kick him out and we sisters can live together." Qin Jiali sounded serious when she said this.

"But I'm pregnant now." Zeng Jingyi was not angry. Perhaps she had heard such words too many times, and she still smiled.

"What's the big deal about being pregnant? I'll give birth to the baby and raise it together. I'll let the baby call me daddy..."

"Hey, hey, hey, you're so angry. You can't say anything you want. Why should I call you dad? Don't force me to take advantage of you." Xia Haoyang, who hadn't even entered the office yet, became unhappy after hearing Qin Jiali's careless words.

"If you have the guts, come and try to sneak up on me. Jingyi is right here. Let's see if you dare." Qin Jiali puffed out her nice breasts.

"The hidden rules are not just about men and women. I can make you take on some commercial performances you don't like, and attend some cocktail parties you don't like. You can be in Yancheng today, fly to Shashi tomorrow, go to Yuhang the day after tomorrow, and go to southern Yunnan the day after tomorrow. You can take notices 360 days a year and still not make any money."

"How dare you? You are the boss, not my agent. Sister Liu would never treat me like you, right?" After Qin Jiali looked at Xia Haoyang provocatively, she immediately leaned on the arm of her agent Xiao Liu like a quail.

Although he didn't say anything, Xiao Liu was standing near the front desk holding a thermos cup.

"If you don't tell me what's so funny, I might really do that." The cold Xiao Liu might be trying to save the situation, or maybe he couldn't stand Qin Jiali's constant avoiding the subject, so he said it deliberately.

"Okay, okay, that's what I said." Qin Jiali pursed her lips, looking aggrieved.

But perhaps he thought of something, his expression became happy again: "Hahaha, you don't know, just now, when you guys weren't here yet, Sister Juzi called the front desk, and I answered the phone. It's snowing heavily where she is, but she didn't bring a down jacket or even a coat, and now it's too cold to go out. Don't you think it's funny? The mountains are closed due to heavy snow, and flights are grounded. Sister Juzi can't come back, hahaha."

Hearing that Juzi would not come back, Xia Haoyang did not go into the office, but turned back to the front desk.

"Juzi is in Inner Mongolia? It's snowing heavily now?" Xia Haoyang looked at his agent Xiao Liu.

"Juzi is indeed in Inner Mongolia, teaching there. I'm not sure whether it will snow. I'll give Juzi a call." After Xiao Liu replied, he immediately took out his cell phone.

"Where is Shenzi? Is he in Yancheng?" Xia Haoyang asked again.

"Mr. Zhao flew to Yangcheng last Friday. He had some business to attend to. He should be back in Yancheng this afternoon. I booked the ticket for him yesterday." The front desk flight attendant came back from the restroom and was just in time to answer Xia Haoyang's question.

"Then wait until Xiao Liu calls to find out about Juzi's situation. Not bringing clothes is not a big deal, we can buy some. But the planes are grounded, so we really can't come back for the time being."

"Don't worry, Sister Juzi is fine. She's staying in a hotel now. It's okay if she didn't bring any clothes. The hotel has air conditioning and heating, and she has completed her teaching tasks for this stage. If the road is blocked by snow, she can just stay in the hotel. It doesn't matter." Qin Jiali was still smiling.

Everyone ignored Qin Jiali's laughter and waited for Xiao Liu to finish his phone call with Juzi.

"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll tell everyone so that everyone can rest assured. Sister Juzi, you don't have to worry too much. I just checked the weather forecast. The snow in your city will stop today and the temperature will rise the day after tomorrow. It won't be long before flights resume normal operations." After saying that, Xiao Liu hung up the phone with Juzi.