Don't take the milk attack inappropriately

"Shang Tong! Shang Tong! Shang Tong!"

Fans in the audience waved fluorescent sticks, screaming and shouting desperately, expressing their love for the people on stage.

"thank you all."

The crisp voice was particularly obvious in the crowd. The young man on the stage took off his ears and bowed to thank everyone.There is a thin mist in the eyes, and the light reflects the pitiful water light.

The singing suit Shang Tong wore showed her white chest, her straight and slender legs wrapped in black pants, and her smoky makeup was smudged at the end of her eyes due to sweat, making her even more seductive.

The people on the stage retreated with the lifting platform. The moment they left the view of the fans, Shang Tong's smile disappeared, leaving only indifference, and quickly walked away from the backstage where fans could still hear his name shouting.

Jiang Yan sat on the sofa in the lounge, flipping through the documents in his hand, which contained Shang Tong's one-week itinerary.

Shang Tong, an idol, created a wave of enthusiasm in the mainland with his youthful looks and powerful singing voice, and he had countless fans for a while.

And this smash hit artist doesn't want to just stay on the stage, he wants to go to the big screen, so recently the company has been dealing with how to transform him.

"So what is he going to confess?"

Jiang Yan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what was wrong with Shang Tong. He had been in this world for a while, but Jiang Yan and Shang Tong didn't have many opportunities to meet, because Shang Tong was in a hurry most of the time, or Nest in the training room to practice dance music.

And Shang Tong is not the only artist under Jiang Yan's staff, and he often has to follow other artists or discuss cooperation.

In this world, Jiang Yan finally has the opportunity to use his experience in the original world. For Jiang Yan, who has been in charge of a company for five years, it is easy to talk about cooperation in the mall.

"It's the fourth world, and the difficulty is also increasing. Sometimes the host needs to create things that make the protagonist repent." Like Jiang Yan, they were groping together.

The door of the lounge was pushed open, Shang Tong paced in, took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his forehead, sat on the chair, and waited for the makeup artist to remove his makeup.

"Brother, what will I do tomorrow?" Shang Tong closed his eyes and panted slightly to calm down the fatigue from the stage just now.

Jiang Yan got up and walked towards him, leaned on the table and said, "There will be an idol talent show in China, you represent the company to participate."

Shang Tong opened his eyes, his eyes with blue colored contact lenses were covered with bloodshot eyes, he looked a little tired after removing his base makeup, "Didn't I say that I would transform, why did you give me something about singing and dancing? "

Jiang Yan glanced at the makeup artist, signaled him to go down, and then continued, "Although your popularity is higher than that of the same period, but the same, the black fans are also rising, you need a variety show to cleanse the white circle of fans, so that you To prepare for the later transformation, understand?"

"Understood." Shang Tong was obviously reluctant, but it was a pity that the contract clearly stated that he would obey all the company's arrangements at work. In order not to breach the contract, he could only accept it.

Shang Tong took off the earrings and the metal collar hanging around his neck, looked at Jiang Yan's figure in the mirror and said, "Brother, will you follow me in this variety show?"

"I don't know." Jiang Yan counted his recent itinerary carefully. There are not many big things, but there are many trivial things about artists.

They are all innocuous things, but they will leave black spots when they are exposed.

"Follow me, I will feel at ease." Shang Tong opened the drawer and threw the jeweler's sponsored products in the drawer casually.

Jiang Yan pursed her lips, closed the document in her hand and said, "I will ask the company to let me take the photo this time."

The first large-scale talent show in the Mainland was officially launched. As soon as the promo video for the contestants came out, it attracted a lot of attention. Many well-known Internet celebrities and entertainers came to participate, and the most anticipated one was Shang Tong.

In the airport waiting room, Shang Tong, who was fully armed with only a pair of eyes exposed, would look down at the phone screen from time to time, and would look up and look around for something, causing the fans waiting for him to board the plane to scream frequently.

The letters sent by the fans filled the entire backpack. After confirming again that the person he was waiting for did not come, Shang Tong put away his mobile phone, opened the envelopes and read them one by one.

Jiang Yan in the car glanced at his watch, opened the door, and said to the driver, "It's not far from the airport, I'll run there."

"Hey, Brother Jiang!" Before the driver could say anything, Jiang Yan got out of the car. The simple casual clothes made it easier for him to run.

Should have thought that there would be a traffic jam on the way to the airport, Jiang Yan took out his mobile phone to make a call while driving.

Shang Tong's phone calls were always unanswered, and Jiang Yan had to give up after calling several times. If he couldn't catch the flight, the next one would be tomorrow morning, which meant he couldn't accompany Shang Tong to the training ground.

"Passengers going to xx, please note that the flight 735tx you took is now starting to process..."

Assistant Xiao Wu leaned down and whispered in Shang Tong's ear, "Brother Shang Tong, it's time to board the plane."

Only then did Shang Tong move his gaze away from the letter paper, and habitually looked at his mobile phone, when suddenly a phone rang, and the name on it was particularly eye-catching.

Without thinking about it, he pressed the answer button, waiting for the other party to speak, while searching around.

"Sorry! There's a traffic jam on the road..." Jiang Yan on the other end of the phone was panting, with the sound of wind.

"Brother Jiang, where are you?" Shang Tong walked out of the lounge, ignoring the screams of fans waiting outside.

"I'm late!" The mechanical sound from the earpiece coincided with the human voice in reality.

"I'm late!"

Jiang Yan patted Shang Tong on the shoulder, stood still behind him, bent over and gasped, "Looking not far away, I didn't expect that running would really test your physical strength."

"Brother Jiang, did you accompany me?" Shang Tong'an resisted the excitement in his heart, and with fans outside, his every move would be magnified.

Pretending not to care, Shang Tong took out water from the bag, unscrewed it and handed it to Jiang Yan, "Drink some, I'm not in a hurry to board the plane."

Jiang Yan took it without drinking, took the suitcase in Xiao Wu's hand and said, "Xiao Wu, go back, I will be Shang Tong's assistant this time."

"Brother Jiang, are you going? Did the head office let me?" Xiao Wu was incredulous. A manager of Jiang Yan's level would not usually accompany an artist on their itinerary, let alone accompany them throughout the journey and act as a life assistant.

Jiang Yan glanced at his watch again, "Yes, it has been reported to the head office."

After speaking, he pulled Shang Tong and walked towards the boarding area, "It's getting late, hurry up."

Shang Tong was still engrossed in the conversation just now, and he just said casually that he wanted Jiang Yan to accompany him to record the show.

In fact, he knew from the bottom of his heart that Jiang Yan was busy with work, and it was impossible to accompany him through the recording for nearly half a year. Until Jiang Yan appeared in front of him, Shang Tong thought he was just here to see him off.

The moment his buttocks sat on the seat, Shang Tong regained his composure, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Jiang Yan beside him.

Jiang Yan was looking for the detailed introduction of this program. He remembered that the relevant documents were put in his bag. Since he only got permission from the head office last night, all preparations were hasty.

While rummaging through, Jiang Yan felt a gaze on his face, "What are you looking at me for? If you don't hurry up and rest, you have to enter the venue after you get off the plane."

Jiang Yan remembered that it was written in the contract that he was going to perform a show to divide classes. He hadn't had time to read a series of competition systems carefully, but he only knew that Shang Tong would not spend the six months easily.

A large number of people of the same age, appearance, and talents live together, compete with each other, learn from each other, and you can tell that there must be a lot of trouble.

Each also represents various entertainment companies, with some interests behind them.

So he wanted to take advantage of the time on the plane to sort out the program process and the rules of the competition, at least not to let his artists suffer, or to be blacked out by other companies and program groups.

"Brother Jiang, it's good of you to come." Shang Tong lowered the brim of his hat, with imperceptible pleasure in his tone.

"Okay, let's rest now! I just attended a press conference yesterday until midnight, and I don't know how tired I am." Although Jiang Yan took Shang Tong halfway, and the two of them didn't meet much, Jiang Yan could feel Shang Tong's respect for him. trust and dependence.

The specific manifestation is that Shang Tong very much hopes that Jiang Yan can go with him on the itinerary, even though the number of times like this is very small, but every time Jiang Yan comes, Shang Tong is happy and will face work with the fullest enthusiasm.

When the plane landed, Jiang Yan put away the documents given by the program team, took a breath, and was about to take off the gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

Shang Tong, who had been sleeping soundly all this time, spoke with a hoarse voice just waking up, "Brother Jiang, are you short-sighted?"

"A little bit." There was a thin chain hanging on the handle of Jiang Yan's mirror to prevent the glasses from falling off. Unexpectedly, this thing played a very good decorative role, making him seem abstinent.

Shang Tong looked away, looked out of the window and said, "If Brother Jiang also enters the entertainment industry, then I'm afraid I'll have nothing to eat."

"So I'm not an entertainer, so I'll leave you something to eat." Jiang Yan got up and took the luggage from above.

Jiang Yan is a head taller than Shang Tong. In front of Jiang Yan, Shang Tong looks like a high school student, but in fact he has been away from campus for many years.

Because of regular exercise, Jiang Yan has beautiful muscle lines on his arms, which become more beautiful as he exerts his strength.

"The car of the program team is waiting outside. We will go through the VIP passage later, so don't waste time." Jiang Yan easily lifted Shang Tong to the suitcase at his waist.

The suitcase looks big, but in fact there are only a few clothes in it, and I don't understand why Shang Tong uses such a big suitcase.

When they walked through the VIP passage, they met an acquaintance. The first thing Lin Zhehan saw was Jiang Yan, because his height and temperament were so eye-catching in the crowd.

"Manager Jiang." Lin Zhehan trotted over and greeted Jiang Yan.

In this circle, whoever has more resources will be popular. There is no doubt that Jiang Yan's status in the entertainment circle and the resources in his hands are eager to be contacted and obtained by many people.

"Are you also participating in the talent show?" Jiang Yan said, and several people chatted as they walked.

"Yes, I knew Senior Shang Tong was here, but I didn't expect Brother Jiang to come with him." Lin Zhehan carried his small luggage and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang really takes care of artists."

"Really?" Shang Tong, who had been silent for a long time, said, and glanced at Lin Zhehan lightly. He remembered that this person was a member of a third-rate group, and it was only when he flew solo that he became popular.

Lin Zhehan was a little embarrassed by this rhetorical question. He didn't know how to answer the question for a while. Jiang Yan made a rescue and said, "Is the program team here to pick up your car?"

When Jiang Yan was accompanying a young artist to an event, he had some interactions with Lin Zhehan. It was not easy for anyone in this circle, so Jiang Yan could help if he could.

At that time, it seemed that a boss wanted Lin Zhehan to drink alcohol. Lin Zhehan refused on the grounds that he was allergic to alcohol, but the boss was still persistent.

Jiang Yan saw that Lin Zhehan was about to cry, so he offered to help, but Lin Zhehan insisted on thanking him, and after coming and going, the two had some intersections.

"Yes." While speaking, he had already reached the gate of the airport. Lin Zhehan saw the car coming to pick him up, and waved to the two of them, "Senior Shangtong, Brother Jiang, see you at the venue."

Shang Tong didn't answer him, but asked Jiang Yan, "Brother Jiang, are you so kind to artists?"

Jiang Yan didn't understand what he meant, so he heard Shang Tong talking to himself, "Yes, you are good to everyone."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and got in the car, without any intention of explaining.