I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

A few days later, the news that the second largest investor in the corn girl group draft was withdrawn was posted on the Internet.Public opinion exploded instantly.

"Director Lin, the program team asked if we will release news today?"

"Wait, let it ferment for a while."

Another day passed, and Weibo's trending searches were slaughtered.

#Unnatural girl group official announcement#

#林氏投资不natural girl group#

#木森新产#

#Unnatural girl group list#

#Unnatural Women's Team Mentor Lineup#

#God-level tony God-level post-production God-level camera#

#How much did the corn cost?#

#狐狐program group we only compare with ourselves#

The people who eat melons are talking a lot.

"So it's Lin's entry?"

"Yes, Musen is Lin's cosmetics brand. I'm looking forward to new products."

"The real name feels sorry for a famous beverage brand. It is obviously the sponsor, and the hot searches are all Lin's."

"Real name distressed +1"

"+10086"

"What is an unnatural girl group?"

"Other groups are either youthful or cool or energetic, but the operation of corn is very confusing. I think it's confusing."

"Did you check the list upstairs? Is it still confusing?"

"There are very few trainees, so they all went to Fox."

"Put a flag, it will explode unnaturally."

"So what exactly does unnatural mean?"

Soon, the official Weibo of the program group released the copy.

someone said

A person's life

from birth to death

living amidst various demands and stereotypes

how should we love

why should we bother

We hear too much "what to do"

We also accept too much "itiswrong"

However, not every drop of water is willing to return to the sea

Not every seed is eager to be blown in the direction of spring blossoms

there are always some people

They want to gallop and gallop

They are unnatural forms

but in the most natural way

Savage growth

"The copywriting of the program group is a bit interesting. Does it imply that the fox is directly copying the model of a certain country?"

"Look at the official list, there are a lot of singers, actors and Internet celebrities, are there more than half of the trainees?"

"It's more than half, I counted. So the dance is not as good as the fox's plan to overtake from the vocal and the traffic?"

"I'm quite looking forward to it. A few of them sang on other programs before and they were quite nice."

"Director Lin, it's very hot." The little secretary reported excitedly.

Lin Qingqian nodded.This is what she expected, since she opened the (pseudo) full picture, she knew that Unnatural really exploded, and she won several future frontlines—although it turned out to be a mess in the end.What's even more ironic is that those first-line stars are either actresses or singers. Anyway, there is not a serious traffic idol.Song Qingyue is the most famous of them.

From the perspective of variety shows, Corn is indeed a veteran variety show manufacturer.

For the after-sales service in a group, Corn is a younger brother.

"Is there any news about Qingyue today?" Lin Qingqian asked habitually.

Song Qingyue has already entered the closed program shooting, handed in his mobile phone, communication was blocked, and his family members could not be contacted.

But the Lin family naturally has connections.

a few days ago.

"This dish should suit your taste." Lin Qingqian ordered a few dishes and handed the menu to Song Qingyue.

"Two people can't eat so much."

"Actually, their portions are small, but they still have staple food, so let's have these. What's the staple food?"

"Isn't the signboard noodles?" Song Qingyue pointed to the menu.

"Two signature ramen noodles, one without green onion and coriander." Lin Qingqian instructed the waiter.

Song Qingyue raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of surprise in his tone: "You actually know that I don't eat green onions and coriander?"

"Uh, trouble...don't want chopped green onion or coriander for both."

Embarrassingly capitalized.

Song Qingyue didn't know why he was in a good mood, so he took the lead in breaking the embarrassment with compassion: "I thought you would take me to that kind of high-end western restaurant."

Unexpectedly, it was a small box on the second floor of Lin's canteen.

"I'll take you there another day. I still have a bunch of documents to be approved at noon today, so I'll adapt to local conditions." Lin Qingqian touched her nose embarrassedly, "Actually, Lin's cafeteria is also an Internet celebrity cafeteria. It’s a craft that has been around for decades. There are also several chefs who are also five-star chefs.”

"Oh."

Cold again.

"Hey, I need to explain something to you." This time it was Lin Qingqian who spoke first, "Although it's a closed management, of course the father of the funder has certain privileges." She handed Song Qingyue two photos, " If you have any questions inside, if you look for these two people, you can contact me. They are both from the dormitory management department, so they should be easy to find. Also," Lin Qingqian continued to ramble without seeing Song Qingyue's face slowly cooling down. , "The program team will definitely have a project to talk to family members, including the final finals, there will definitely be a video call, then you call Aunt Zhang, I have already agreed with Aunt Zhang. Lin is an investor, Forest Entertainment also sent trainees this time, my mother and I have to avoid suspicion, and besides..."

"Okay!" Song Qingyue interrupted suddenly.Lin Qingqian was stunned, and wanted to continue, but when she saw Song Qingyue's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, she also closed her mouth wisely.

The two finished their lunch in silence, and when Lin Qingqian sent Song Qingyue back to Luo Yong's studio, he was also silent all the way.

After getting off the car, Lin Qingqian tried to hold Song Qingyue's hand.

Was thrown away.

Lin Qingqian looked at Song Qingyue's thin back.A small one, but with a straight back, walked towards the building without looking back.

The building is a landmark building in S City, with a height of 99 floors.

The sun was covered, and a dark shadow fell in front of the building.

Song Qingyue just walked into the shadow and into the lobby.

Lin Qingqian probably knew that she had said something wrong.

For Song Qingyue, his father has passed away, and there are no blood relatives in this world, only his mother and sister in name.

Asking her to call Aunt Zhang probably meant to her that she had no relatives anymore.

But... what can I do?To avoid suspicion is to avoid suspicion.

Song Qingyue walked into the practice room with a cold face, and saw Xiao Liang who was inspecting.

Xiao Liang saw that she was exuding the aura that no strangers should enter, Xiao Liang knew something was wrong, and hurriedly dragged her to the office.

"Why, did you quarrel with your sister again?"

"No noise."

"It's not like this when you're not arguing. I didn't say it," Xiao Liang put on the preaching attitude that managers are used to, "Your sister has been very good to you since childhood. She was immature when she was young. She didn't have a good face, but she didn't. Let you suffer. She couldn't control herself after that, so she can't be blamed. Aunt Lin is actually tolerant enough, after all, you are... right. "

Song Qing lowered his head, pursed his lips tighter and tighter, and held the edge of the chair tightly with his hands, as if trying to crush something.

"Why do you all think I hate Lin Qingqian and Aunt Lin?" She responded coldly.

"Why, whether it's you, Mr. Luo, or even Lin Qingqian, do you have such thoughts?"

"In your eyes, am I such a person who doesn't know right from wrong?"

"The one I hate has always been Mu Huacheng!"

Song Qingyue lowered his head firmly, but roared angrily.

Emotions that had been trying so hard to suppress exploded.

"Why, my mother and he grew up in the same village, he can do whatever he wants, he can rape my mother without any responsibility, my mother works five jobs by herself, and dragged me until I was three years old. How could you take me away so easily, how could you ignore the way my mother knelt down and begged him so easily."

"What about the compensation he promised to my mother? Was it when my mother called countless times begging to see me and said, 'We have nothing to do, she is not your daughter'?"

"In the end, my mother got leukemia, so he even visited once?"

"That's it, my mother told me to treat him well in her suicide note, because he is my biological father."

"Auntie Lin sorted out my mother's relics for me."

Song Qingyue lowered his head, covered his forehead with his hands, and sniffled.

When she looked up again, there were no tears on her face, but her eyes were red.

She said word by word: "I'm glad that Aunt Lin didn't allow me to take his surname Mu."

So no matter how nice he is to me, I feel disgusted.

I sneaked out because I didn't want to see any of his stuff again.

I have no intention of using that card at all.

That's what my mother deserved.

What I hate is that privilege and money can completely change a person.

When his mother mentioned him occasionally before the age of three, there was still a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

And he doesn't deserve it.

Lin Qingqian received a call from Xiao Liang, and listened to the report in silence.

She knew that Song Qingyue matured precociously, but she didn't expect to mature so precociously.

It's not a question of avoiding suspicion at all.

It must have been the time when she habitually said "Of course the father of the gold master has the privilege" that stimulated Song Qingyue.

This is an unspoken rule, something that everyone thinks is normal.

But what everyone thinks is normal is not necessarily true.

"I see."

She could only spit out four words dryly.

"It's not easy for Ayong and I to interfere in these matters, you still need to comfort her slowly. Those psychological shadows should be quite big when I was a child."

"I still have to deal with the hot search of the actress maliciously tying up and hyping her relationship. If you figure out how to comfort the child, tell me. If you want us to cooperate, just say so."

"Yeah. That's right." Lin Qingqian suddenly remembered something, "Last time Luo Yong told me to send me a folder, which is related to me. I haven't sent it to me today. You can remind me by the way."

"Ok."

Xiao Liang hung up the phone and said to Luo Yong: "Qing Qian asked you to send the folder."

Luo Yong let out a long sigh: "Let's procrastinate, the Lin family's life experience bomb just exploded, slowly, slowly."

"Tch, then you should find a way to delay it yourself."

Lin Qingqian thought for a long time.

The story goes completely wrong.

If Song Qingyue didn't hate herself and Lin Zhiyin, why would Lin Zhiyin go to jail and the original owner would be treated like that.

If Song Qingyue is a person who hates privileges, why, later, he will become a person who uses his power to wantonly frame others.Where to start wrong.

Is it your own reason?

Is there any hidden plot that has not been discovered?

Is it related to Luo Yong's own life experience?

Do you want... to ask mom?

"Any news from Qingyue today?"

This was the solution that Lin Qingqian came up with later.She sent a message to Song Qingyue, telling her that those two people had been removed by herself.

Song Qingyue did not reply.

Of course, Lin Qingqian didn't just ignore Song Qingyue in a foolish way, and there were still people who reported Song Qingyue's activities to her every day, but she restrained herself from thinking that Song Qingyue should not be wronged at all, and let her go. Whether it is a script or a true story, as long as it does not touch the bottom line, she will not care about it. She has also instructed Luo Yong, so Song Qingyue is in a state of stocking.

The little secretary trembled, "Director Lin, Miss Song was hinted at by an investor."

"What hint?" Lin Qingqian didn't realize it for a while.

"It's... a hint between a man and a woman."

The little secretary who has become the boss of a branch of Lin's company later recalled.

"At that time, Mr. Lin had murderous intent in his eyes."