Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Just as Jiang Qiao replied successfully, three voice messages were sent over there. Before Jiang Qiao clicked on it, he saw the words withdrawn, and the other party sent a text message again.

[Sorry, I was too excited and accidentally sent a voice, I hope you don't mind. ]

Jiang Qiao supported his head, feeling speechless for a while.

The reason why he still remembers this senior is that he met him on a certain TV station at a party before. The other party is doing well on the TV station. He belongs to the level of a small star and a small actor will call "brother" when he sees it. polite.

This is also the attitude of most people in the circle towards Jiang Qiao, being polite and distant.

So the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, why were Tang Mufan and those bastards so pushy.

He didn't add a WeChat ID, and he had to go to Weibo to pretend to be a cute girl fan even for chatting.

He reopened the Weibo private message page, and before the message was sent, he saw someone in the work group, Aite him.

[Mr. Jiang, have you been out recently? ]

Below is a blurry photo of exactly how he looked the last time he was at the livehouse.

Jiang Qiao replied: [It's me, what's wrong? ]

Then there are several pictures, the first one is a Weibo screenshot with the ID of 'Ten Band Ring', who posted a few candid photos, claiming to be a fan, and expressing his love passionately.

Then when it came to the marketing account, it became that he went to see the band's performance. After reposting it a thousand times, someone found out that the lead singer of this band had cheating experience, and even caused his ex-girlfriend to commit suicide in depression.

After the incident was exposed, the marketing account began to write again, scolding the lead singer of the band publicly, but defaming Jiang Qiao secretly.

After Jiang Qiao understood the ins and outs, he clicked back to the first photo, and then glanced at the private messages without any new news reminders. He felt that there was a huge difference between people. For Tang Mufan, he almost stuck his leg in him In my arms, the other party still ignored me.But the unknown pheasant band, just passing by, can use a few sneak photos to add drama to themselves.

Before he replied, the public relations department gave a solution.

[First of all, I admit that you have indeed been there, but it was just to find inspiration for new songs, and there is no situation where you specifically go to see someone's performance.As for the bad influence on the public, I decided to book a livehouse for a week and listen to songs for free. ]

In just a few minutes, the finished product of the 'declaration' was sent.

Concise and concise, I didn't mention this Pheasant Band who just wanted to catch the heat from the beginning to the end, and didn't give any attention to it.

As expected of his team, their brains turn quickly.

However, in a few places, he proposed amendments.

[Change the time to one month, free tickets for the audience, and I will also be responsible for the performance fee of the band. Check the market price, and the performance fee will be paid ten times.There is no threshold for band registration, and all bands with dreams, quality, and morals can post their work videos for registration. ]

[Before the show starts, arrange for a few people to go over to adjust the equipment, and if it doesn't work, they will be transferred from the studio to change it. ]

Finally, he said, give him the list of bands that signed up.

This is simply a pie delivered to the door. For Tang Mufan and his band, which is already poor and poor, but Jiang Qiao has been waiting for two days, but he has not seen them from the registration list.

One day, he wanted to take out the black card he found earlier for maintenance, and when he opened the piano bag, he found an old piano inside.

It has Tang Mufan's wild signature on it, so he can recognize it at a glance.

Could it be that the reason why he didn't want to participate was that he took a black card with him and didn't want to face him?

It shouldn't be so, if they were so greedy for petty gain, they should have dragged their families into his villa by now.

Jiang Qiao had no choice but to log in to the trumpet of 'Jiu Mi Xiao Kei', and skillfully threw out the pink loli emoji.

[Brother, will you go to Moon Bay to perform in the near future? I will bring my little sisters to cheer you on! ]

[......]

Tang Mufan stared at the phone screen, with a big question in his little head: Why is he so proficient?

Throwing six little black beans over, Jiang Qiao saw at a glance that it was Tang Mufan who was holding the phone.

He's the only one who can't speak human words!

In the eyes of Jiang Qiao before, the ellipsis was just a simple ellipsis, but I saw it from Tang Mufan, and he felt dizzy when he saw this punctuation mark.

I really want to throw away the word "speaking people's language" and spend my whole life's cultivation before I can bear it.

After waiting another 10 minutes, he finally got a reply.

[The hand injury is still not healed, I can't find a suitable guitarist, and I won't be able to perform in the short term. ]

Jiang Qiao naturally knew how important the hand was to a guitarist, so he couldn't understand it even more.

[Brother, why don’t you be more careful, why do you want to fight with others. ]

did not return.

Jiang Qiao had no choice but to pack his cell phone and take out Tang Mufan's guitar to maintain it.

This violin is the Fender that he has seen abroad. It looks like an old violin that has been used for a long time, but it has been well maintained. There are almost no traces on the violin body, and the violin is slightly worn.

Jiang Qiao finished the basic maintenance and replaced a few metal parts. The strings have not been touched, and he is afraid that he will not be able to play the new strings smoothly.After finishing, he made an appointment with a familiar modeling studio, and went to the studio to interview the agent in the afternoon.

In order to condolence to fans and fans, he started a live broadcast in the office, and asked his assistant to randomly select barrage questions, and he would answer them.

"Ms. Jiang, I finally saw you appear! I am so afraid that you will give up singing and go home to inherit billions of dollars!"

"Don't consider inheriting the family property for the time being, my own assets are enough for me to squander."

"What are you busy with recently?"

"To be honest, I've been being lazy. Too many things happened a while ago, which made me a little confused, and I haven't found my direction yet."

"I heard from the news that you and Mr. Xiaodao are planning to do a show about bands, and the time of the livehouse is to build momentum for this show."

This revelation is really not afraid of blowing my mouth.

Jiang Qiao wanted to say nonsense that he would definitely not participate, but he was not sure whether Tang Mufan's band would really not be able to join.

Anyway, it's a friend's show, so let's make it hotter.

"I never do things like hype. As for whether I will participate in the show, I am not sure. It's just that I suddenly like the band a little bit recently. If you have the conditions, you can also go to the live performance of the band. Most of the livehouse tickets are less than [-] But it is recommended to go with a companion, and be careful on the way home when it is too late.”

The barrage brush is too warm.

Jiang Qiao glanced at him, and the smile on his lips was very faint: "This is what a man should do. After all, you should be careful of those men who invite you to play until late at night and don't send you home..."

The boy's clear voice gradually came out of the earphones, and Tang Mufan couldn't control his gaze from looking at him.

Jiang Qiao is wearing a white T with graffiti today, and a casual suit jacket. The cuffs are rolled up, revealing half of his fair forearm. His slender fingers are hooked to a dark mug. It looks white.

He sipped his coffee while answering the barrage of questions.

"Do I have a favorite band?"

"My preferences are more folk and pop. I don't like things that are too dry in my bones, so I can't appreciate them. My favorite band is Black Clam. It disbanded not long ago. The lead singer opened a noodle restaurant in Belvedere, and people from the same city can join in. "

Tang Mufan took off the earphones, locked the screen of the phone, and put it in his pocket.

Hold the pen in your hand to write and draw on the paper, and then draw out the three characters 'bastard'.

He cursed in a low voice, took out his phone, clicked on the private message on Weibo, selected 'Jiu Mi Xiaocutie', and sent a message: [What do you like about our band. ]

Then switch back to the live screen.

Make it up for me!Now!immediately!immediately! !

Jiang Qiao's mobile phone broadcasted the live broadcast, and the computer had already logged into the Weibo account proficiently. When he received this news, he almost choked on his coffee.

He put down the coffee cup, licked his lower lip slightly with the tip of his tongue, landed his ten fingers on the keyboard, and briskly typed the next line.

[I like how handsome you are. ]

Click Send.

no reply.

Jiang Qiao felt that something was wrong, so he sent an emoji.

"You cannot send a message due to the other party's settings."

He clenched his hand into a fist and smashed it on the desk.

Oh shit.

Block him again!

Jiang Qiao glanced at the barrage, answered a few questions nonchalantly, and cut a trumpet carelessly.

Tang Mufan watched the live broadcast on the computer, and watched Weibo on his mobile phone, and new fans and new private messages popped up.

Miao Miao: [Poor/poor/poor brother, I was wrong, I like you all because of your good playing and singing. ]

[continue. ]

Jiang Qiao no longer has the energy to watch the barrage, fingers flying on the keyboard, and typed the [-]-character rainbow fart: [Of course it is because you are talented, educated, talented, bright and aboveboard, and romantic... This is not good, of course you I don’t rely on my face to eat, but it’s the truth so don’t let me say it...]

Tang Mufan looked at the live broadcast interface on the computer screen, while Jiang Qiao stared at the screen intently, frowning slightly, as if studying a large project worth hundreds of millions in minutes.

Barrage crazy brush:

Is Teacher Jiang at work?

Woohoo, the serious man is really handsome.

My god, how could there be a man with such a good-looking profile!This neck, this jawline, this collarbone... woo woo woo!

Tang Mufan sneered in his heart.

I don't know if you can still say these words when you see the things written by your idols.

But what he couldn't deny was that Jiang Qiao on the screen was indeed handsome.

His sitting posture is very standard, his back is not leaning against the chair, his back is straight, and the camera zooms out a little far, and the rounded curve at the hem of his jacket can be vaguely seen.

They ate and lived together for a period of time, and he knew very well that these tiny details of Jiang Qiao were not performances in front of the camera, but habits of life developed from childhood, and the elegance and nobility of a noble son was probably exactly the same. It is reflected in these small things.

It's something roadside pheasants will never learn.

Tang Mufan was playing, and suddenly felt that it was boring. He didn't reply to the private message, but he didn't want to turn off the live broadcast.