Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

It took Jiang Qiao half a month to complete the lyrics. During this time, he switched to the trumpet and swiped the Weibo of the 'Three-point Ball Band' when he had nothing to do.

Witnessed that Bass came back to school and won the first place in the class within a week, and also witnessed the drummer who worked hard to wipe the cup for three days and finally got the "bartender apprentice free apprentice", and also witnessed the keyboard brother who got a million achievements in ten days.

Although they are miserable in playing band, once they jump out of this circle, all of them are talents.

The Weibo updates are all theirs, and the lead singer is basically active in private messages.

[Is the lead singer brother still very idle today (the expression pack is suddenly cute)]

[Yes. ]

[What is the lead singer brother doing (Curious cat expression pack)]

There was no immediate reply, Jiang Qiao narrowed down the page and continued to scan his work mailbox.

Half an hour later, he glanced at it, but still didn't reply, and continued to swipe.

An hour later, he received a picture and a text message: cut hair.

The first thing Jiang Qiao saw was not his half-shaved head, but his naked upper body.

The boy's figure is not as skinny as he imagined, his muscles are firm and smooth, and he has shallow abdominal muscles.

After he finished admiring it, he quickly came to a conclusion: he wants to be a fan.

It turned out that it wasn't as pure as he showed, but it was hidden very deep!

Scum!

He zoomed out the page and clicked on the work wechat group.

[Girls in the group, send me a photo of you practicing yoga or dancing. ]

[picture]

[picture]

[Ms. Jiang, do you want to do publicity? ]

[No, be a scammer. ]

Jiang Qiao opened the webpage, picked a photo with a faceless but good figure and sent it.

[I'm practicing yoga (emoji cover face). ]

[......]

This reply is very happy, six little black beans.

What's wrong, is the gender wrong?

He was about to back out to find a few photos of himself exercising and cutting off his head, when he saw four more words sent over there.

[You have really big breasts. ]

This sentence is already a very obvious signal of teasing!

Jiang Qiao was so angry that he forked the page and checked his work mailbox.

This busy work lasted for an hour, and it was already evening when I opened the private message again.

No new private messages.

He gritted his lower lip, and took the initiative to reply: [The card is bugged, I didn't see my brother replying to QAQ, can you add the lead singer's brother's personal contact information. ]

[Wechat QR code. ]

"Sure enough!"

Jiang Qiao scolded while switching the WeChat account.

scan it.

"Thank you for your attention to the Weibo of the Three Points Band. The musicians don't add fans to their private WeChat. Here's wishing you an early year."

The little man with the guitar on his back knelt on the ground and kowtowed, Jiang Qiao laughed angrily.

He found an emoji of a soft girl crying and sent it.

[Brother, how are you? ]

Tang Mufan looked at the line of words that jumped out of the phone screen, his writing hand stopped suddenly, and his lips curled up little by little.

There was movement at the door, he locked the screen, withdrew his smile, turned it upside down and put it on the bed.

Milk was changing shoes at the door, and he was wearing a rare suit. He asked Tang Mufan who was sitting on the bed and writing songs.

"Boss, what do you think of my suit?"

Tang Mufan twirled the pen at his fingertips, looked at him seriously, and commented with dignity: "Like a lobby manager."

It is a few grades higher than real estate agencies and insurance sellers.

"Is it really so LOW?"

Milk stood at the door, looking at the full-length mirror shared by more than twenty people.

"This is the suit that brother Qiao gave me. I took it to the store and changed it to a suitable size. I'm going to wear it to Sister Susu as her best man next Monday."

Sister Su Su was the little rich woman he met when he was the cabinet brother, but after just three days of knowing each other, she got mixed up to the point where she could be the best man for the other party. Tang Mufan really couldn't understand this sudden 'sisterhood'.

Milk took off his clothes and put them back in his pockets, and sat down opposite him.

"Boss, why don't you come with me."

Tang Mufan's slender eyelashes rolled up, and he looked at him indifferently.

"Ok?"

"Sister Su Su's husband is a mixed TV station. Most of the guests present should be people from the entertainment industry. Maybe there are big stars, or music producers. Anyway, this is an opportunity."

It is easy to be seduced by the word 'opportunity', but most of the time, behind the opportunity is a trap.

Milk didn't force him to agree, and after waiting a few seconds for no response from him, he got up and packed up to take a shower.

"Brother Qiao, did you reply to the email?"

"No."

"Well, he can't even read the private messages and comments. The work email he left on Weibo must be processed and screened by the assistant before it can be transferred to him. Maybe it hasn't been seen yet, or it may be disposed of as spam. Milk stood at the door and said, "Maybe until now, he hasn't found out that he lost a guitar."

That guitar was considered a luxury item to them, but to Jiang Qiao, it was just a gadget. He had countless similar gadgets at home.

After the milk nagging, go to the next door to take a shower.

After a while, there was the sound of quarreling, Tang Mufan had already gotten used to it, put on his earphones, and continued to ponder over his half-written words.

Tang Mufan turned the phone over, looked at the black screen, and couldn't help but clicked on it.

A new message has been sent from the nickname 'Jiu Mi Xiaocutie'.

[If there is a variety show band that can participate, will you go? ]

He didn't reply immediately, he wrote and crossed out with his pen, and finally managed to write three lines of lyrics.

10 minutes had passed before he replied: [See how much it is. ]

At this time, the milk just came out of the shower, Tang Mufan raised his hand and threw a dry towel over.

"Wedding, let me go."

Milk's eyes brightened, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Tang Mufan said: "I can't figure out anything when I have eaten the days without the next meal."

So what about the trap, no matter how miserable it is, it will never be worse than it is now.

Milk took Su Yu Tang Mufan's suit out of the closet.

"Then you try it first, if it doesn't fit, I'll ask someone to help you change it right away. After the change, I will wear this suit to the wedding, tidy up and look like a dog, and see if I can fool those high-society people who are vicious." eyes. If you want to sing, I’ll give you a chance, if you don’t want to sing, we’ll simply go for a meal and come back with a gift.”

Tang Mufan stood up, took the suit, and put it on with one hand with a little difficulty.

Others have tried it for a long time, only he wore it for the first time, and only he wore it with the best effect.

The size of the black shirt inside is just right, the fabric is close to the tight chest, and the shoulder line and waist line are all perfect.If you can barely count as a lobby manager in milk clothes, then Tang Mufan is a serious nobleman.

He has a cool temperament, which is very suitable for this kind of dark formal suit.

Milk helped him put on his coat, covered his mouth with his hands and whimpered exaggeratedly for a while.

"Boss, if you like men, give me priority."

Tang Mufan: "..."

He couldn't see whether it was good-looking or not, he just felt that the buttons tied to his neck were tight, not to mention that he hadn't put on a tie yet.

"It's the right size."

He spit out four words lukewarmly, and unbuttoned them with one hand.

When I looked down, I saw the slippers on my feet, just four words: neither fish nor fowl.

He quickly took off his clothes and threw them on the bed.

Milk couldn't bear his rude attitude towards luxury goods, so he cleaned them up with 'pity' eyes.

"If it's cooler that day and you wear a black turtleneck sweater under it, it will definitely be cool, and it's not impossible to be signed on the spot to make an idol debut."

Tang Mufan ignored him and wrote another line of lyrics in his notebook.

Jiang Qiao wasn't sure if Tang Mufan would like to come to this show, but he was sure that if the other party didn't want to, he probably wouldn't be interested in going on this show to watch other people quarrel.

The emails in his work mailbox have been screened by his assistant, but he still can't finish processing them.

In the past, Rex was in charge of this work. After the screening, Rex would hand over to him much less. He has his own judgment, but now the assistants dare not offend anyone. All attention turned to him.

It seems that he still needs to find another agent.

Xi Tong introduced a few before, but he was not very satisfied.

Either he was treated as a young master playing tickets, or he was too ambitious to plan for him the road to becoming the King of Golden Melody, and he felt tired after listening to it.Others who came to the interview by themselves were either lacking in ability or capable, and had signed several artists under their names.

Heady.

He sent a message to the personnel and asked them to arrange it.

Aunt Li made Sydney pear soup for him, and when she brought it over, she said: "Xiaoqiao, good work partners are hard to come by, and the interviewees are not satisfied. Why don't you go out to more parties, and you may meet someone you like." Woolen cloth."

Jiang Qiao thought this was true.

He opened WeChat and switched to the large account he had used the longest. There were a lot of unread messages and party invitations. There was a wedding invitation letter from Zhou Hang, a senior who was a few years older than him. He didn’t meet much at school. , but they can also be regarded as friends.

[Mr. Jiang, I heard that you have returned to China. If you have time, can you please come to my wedding? My wife is your fan!She has liked you for a long time, and the reason why she noticed me is because I and you are schoolmates, and I told her that I have known you for a long time, and we are friends in private.But for so long, you have been too busy and didn't make an appointment with you. She called me a liar, but she still agreed to marry me. ]

Few words, written very sincerely, Jiang Qiao especially likes the last sentence.

He replied: [OK, I'll be there. ]