Must be popular in order to raise cubs [Entertainment]

In the sacrificial dance of the Snow Beast Clan, there is a section "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", which is not used to ask the beast god for care, but to simply express joy and gratitude for life.

Amuda asked the bodyguard to hold the mobile phone, and danced a section by himself, without soundtrack, stage and lighting, and just sent it to Li Shu.

Li Shu was looking at the financing contract when he heard the message notification. Li Fan had been away for a while, but he still couldn't believe it.

The other party came with a lawyer and a notary, signed the agreement on the spot, transferred the money on the spot, and only needed 40.00% of the shares, and there was no need to sign a gambling agreement. It was not like investing, but like doing charity.

Holding the mobile phone, Li Shu counted the zeros in the account several times, and confirmed it to the bank three times like a bumpkin, but still couldn't believe it.

Ai Jiajia reminded in a low voice: "Boss, your phone is ringing."

When Li Shu saw Amuda's name, his heart moved, and he sent a voice: "Do you know Li Dongyang?"

Amuda replied: "I don't know."

Li Shu asked: "Are you sure you don't know him? Muzi Li, the east of the east, the sun of the sun."

In fact, he wanted to ask directly: Will this cool brother surnamed Li invest a lot of money in the company for you...

Amuda said affirmatively: "I only know Li Fan with the surname Li, and you."

Who is Li Fan?

Li Shu didn't care, the signer's ID card said "Li Dongyang".

Since Amuda didn't know him, it meant he wasn't here for him.

Li Shu touched his somewhat handsome face, "Could it be that finally some boss has taken a fancy to my beauty and is going to attack me?"

Ai Jiajia covered his mouth and snickered: "You still have to figure out how to make Amuda popular."

Li Shu clicked his tongue twice, and started the video without paying much attention.

Although Amuda is good-looking and has a good temperament, he can tell at a glance that the other party is a vegan and has not received systematic training, so he has no expectations for his singing and dancing skills.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't recruit artists, Li Shu wouldn't have caught Amuda so funny.

Soon, the sky slammed down a big pie for him.

Before the video was finished, Li Shu let out a cry.

Ai Jiajia clutched his heart in horror, "Boss, are you trying to scare me to death and make yourself a poor commander?"

Li Shu hugged the phone, eyes glowing green, "Look! Come and see!"

He almost turned on the playback with trembling fingers.

1 minutes later--

"Ahhh!"

"Red red red!"

"It will definitely be popular!"

The two hugged each other and screamed excitedly.

"Idol Starting Line" is the hottest talent show in recent years. It holds one season every year, and this year is already the sixth season.

The boy groups that went out of this show in the first season have become the ceiling of domestic boy groups. The popularity of the second season has declined slightly, but the overall performance is not bad.

The third, fourth, and fifth seasons that followed were not as good as the last season. This year, the platform simply changed the production team, hoping to save it.

Therefore, not only the players are under a lot of pressure, but the team is under even greater pressure. From the chief director to the post-production stage, everyone is trying their best to make some achievements.

When Li Shu sent the video to the program team, the chief director Wang Qiqi was not very happy.

"I'm most annoyed by people who go through the back door. They don't have much strength, and they have to rely on others to get in the way, tear up the fork, stir up the topic, and then slap their ass and leave, and leave the blame to the program crew..."

Wang Qiqi casually picked up a cup of coffee, started a video without any interest, and then...

"Fuck!!!"

"Such a good seedling, why didn't you sign up earlier!"

The little assistant reminded in horror: "Director Wang, your coffee..."

"No, stop drinking, refreshed!"

The little assistant couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not the coffee, it's your hand that got burned."

Wang Qiqi was taken aback for a moment, feeling the pain belatedly.

"Director Wang, let's go to the infirmary to deal with it first!"

Wang Qiqi nodded, and before he left, he did not forget to tell him: "Quickly, give that... Lan what entertainment contact, let his family send him over quickly!"

What kind of video can make director Wang Da, who has "viewed countless people", so excited?

The friends in the director's team couldn't help being curious, and they all leaned in front of the monitor.

There is no dazzling lighting, no beautiful stage, no gorgeous soundtrack, only a golden ginkgo forest, accompanied by the sound of the autumn wind stirring the leaves, and the crisp and melodious birdsong.

In the center of the screen, there is a beautiful young man who seems to be glowing, wearing a blue robe and a multicolored feather crown, swinging his slender limbs, and stepping on a powerful rhythm.

His facial features are exquisite and beautiful, his expression is focused and sacred, and his movements seem to have a wonderful appeal, which makes people feel happy and want to dance with him.

The birds seemed to have the same idea, flapping their wings one after another, and gathered around him...

The 3-minute video was played quickly, and the lounge was silent for a few seconds, followed by warm applause.

Everyone thought in unison: This trainee must be popular!

This circle is very magical. Some people are not the best singers, dancers, or looks, but they have an indescribable charm, as if they are born to attract the attention of others. .

What's more, this contestant not only dances well, but also looks so... immortal.

Yes, after watching this video, everyone kept turning this word over and over in their minds—there is immortality.

This is the first impression that Amuda gave to "Idol Starting Line".

In fact, this video is not the version originally recorded by the bodyguard.

When the bodyguard recorded for the first time, because he was too shocked and dropped his phone, Amuda had to dance again.

For the second time, Xiao Jincheng came back, grabbed the phone, drove the bodyguards away, and coaxed Amuda to dance for the third time.

Therefore, the version seen by the program group was taken by President Xiao himself with the hands that had just signed the tens of billions of dollars—the clips of lifting the thighs and showing the waist were deliberately deleted, otherwise it would be more than just being scalded by coffee It's that simple.

Amuda is wearing gorgeous "priestly clothes", with bright red lines on the corners of his eyes, beautiful and sacred, but his eyes are pure and arrogant, like a little bird who knows nothing about the world.

The strong contrast achieves a wonderful balance on him.

"How am I dancing?"

President Xiao's gaze sank, without saying anything, he picked him up and walked towards the castle.

Amuda struggled, "Are you crazy?"

"Well, I'm crazy." Soon to be transformed into a wolf.

Xiao Danzai was also very excited, he inherited the power of the priest in Amuda's blood, and he was happier than anyone else when Amuda danced the sacrificial dance.

The little guy stole Amuda's supernatural power again, imitating him, stretching his arms and legs in circles - if he had arms and legs.

Amuda couldn't turn into a little blue bird, and couldn't beat him again and again, so he could only let Xiao Jincheng carry him all the way into the bedroom.

The big soft bed was covered with Amuda's favorite duck down mattress, his slender body sank into it, his emerald green eyes were full of moisture, innocent and charming.

Xiao Jincheng pursed his lips and pressed down.

Amuda raised his hand to support his chest, three parts surprised and seven parts concerned, "Your mental power is messed up, is it 'that' again, do you need 'treatment'?"

The black Xiao Jincheng and the white Xiao Jincheng fought in their heads, and finally the little white man won.

With a hoarse voice, Xiao Jincheng said truthfully, "No, I just want you."

"No!" Amuda blocked his pressed lips, "Danzi is watching!"

Xiao Jincheng put his hand on his stomach, and tapped lightly, "Good boy, hide."

huh~

Little Danzai touched his hand, obediently shrank into a corner and hid.

Xiao Jincheng pursed his lips and stared at Amuda with heavy eyes, "Is it all right?"

Amuda showed a sly smile, "It's fine."

Then, whoosh, it turned into a little blue bird.

Xiao Jincheng: ...

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" The little blue bird laughed and collapsed on the big bed.

However, he still underestimated the shame of Mr. President, even if it is a fluffy little fat, President Xiao can still kiss him without changing his face.

The little blue bird's feathers were blown up, and it pecked hard at his handsome face.

Xiao Jincheng didn't dodge or dodge, he pecked once, he kissed once, pecked twice, kissed twice, and after a while, several small shallow pits appeared on his face.

Amuda couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and gave up first.

"Chirp!" The hard-hearted villain!

Xiao Jincheng smiled, and finally kissed his small forehead, then wrapped his hands around his round body, and walked out of the bedroom.

He clasped his fingers vainly, not to hurt him, nor to let him escape.

Amuda exerted his strength to eat insects, squeezed out a small wing from his finger, and then continued to squeeze the other.

Seeing how hard he was squeezing, Xiao Jincheng calmly poured some water.

As soon as the little blue bird's eyes lit up, it always felt that it would succeed in the next moment, but every time it missed a little bit.

Just a little bit!

This little bit of hope hooked him to keep working hard.

President Xiao played the "escape game" with his children, and he never got tired of it.

Before Amuda succeeds, the East Wing will arrive.

The East Wing is an independent building with a Gothic-style exterior and modern interior decoration, including a kitchen, a hospital, a meeting room, and a rest room for staff.

Xiao Jincheng brought Amuda over for a physical examination, and Dr. Jin greeted them with a smile.

He is one of the few people in the castle who knows the true identities of Amuda and Lanxi.Even if the other gardeners, cooks and others had seen their animal shapes, they would only think that they were small pets raised by Xiao Jincheng, and would not associate them with humans.

In front of outsiders, Amuda behaved calmly and politely. Every time Dr. Jin completed a project, he would tweet and say thank you.

"Mr. Xiao is very healthy, and the baby is also in good condition." Dr. Jin said happily, "There is no abnormality detected by ordinary medical equipment, so you can participate in the program with confidence."

Xiao Jincheng nodded, looked at the round egg on the color ultrasound machine, his eyes softened, "Is there a specific value for exercise intensity?"

"Mr. Xiao has a special physique. It doesn't matter if he sings and dances at a normal intensity. Even during pregnancy, he is much stronger than a healthy human being. However, to ensure a long sleep, it is best not to stay up late."

"What points should be noticed in a diet?"

Dr. Jin brought up a recipe, "I formulated this based on the data you sent, please check if there is any problem."

If facing other patients, Dr. Jin would never use such a tone of discussion, but Xiao Jincheng was different. He had no doubt that this Mr. President had richer theoretical knowledge than him.

Sure enough, after reading it, Xiao Jincheng pointed out several key problems, and Dr. Jin corrected them one by one before sending them to the kitchen.

Amuda squatted obediently on the treatment bed the whole time, with his head up, like a small wooden bird.

It wasn't until he got out of the hospital that he leaned into Xiao Jincheng's ear and asked a series of questions in a tweet.

For example, what is high-quality protein, is lactic acid bacteria more delicious than caterpillars, does carotene grow in carrots...

Xiao Jincheng was very patient and explained one by one.

Amuda... still doesn't understand.

He tilted his hairy little head, listening to Mr. President's deep and pleasant voice, secretly thinking in his heart——

Egg Cub should not be as "smart" as himself, it seems better to be as smart as Mr. President.

The author has something to say: Hee hee hee...Tomorrow, the head of the Xiao family will send the baby blue bird to the nursery (recording) children (festival) garden (head)!