The sprayer turned black on me

"Sister! Good morning!"

At the end of the holiday, on the first day back to work at Fresh Orange Entertainment, Song Yu greeted Chen Yao from a long distance away, with a voice full of vigor and vitality.

Chen Yao was taken aback, and after searching for a while, he found Song Yu who came forward with a bag.

"You scared me to death!"

Song Yu smiled: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you."

"Stop being so talkative, I think you're looking forward to taking a few more days off!" Chen Yao pressed his artist's shoulder, turned him around, and looked him up and down, "Not bad, I've rested for three days, and I'm much more energetic."

"That's not true." Song Yu shook his head mischievously at Chen Yao, "Of course I feel refreshed after enough sleep!"

He said so on the lips, but Song Yu knew in his heart: he didn't get better because he slept well during the holidays, he was purely - playing the game well.

In the world of e-sports, he can disregard the burden of idols and the image of etiquette.The big guys don't know anyone, you carry a gun and I take a cannon, and when you see someone, go up and rub it and you're done.

It's that simple, it's that brutal.

In the real world, Song Yu has too many things to worry about.Under the aura of top-tier idols, Song Yu always hides her true self habitually; the idol image she shows to the outside world is often carefully crafted and perfect.

"It's fine to have a rest, adjust your state and collect your mind, and continue to work today."

Chen Yao looked left and right, and while no one was paying attention, he stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yu into the meeting room in a mysterious manner.

"I heard that Mr. Cheng did something."

Song Yu blinked: "What's the matter?"

"You're not in the company these days—I'm not in the company either, so I always listen to what others tell me." Chen Yao is not a gossip character, and it's rare for him to hide behind his back and say small things about others, so he's extremely cautious, " Said it was Mr. Cheng, and scolded the people in Group B of the planning department."

"Ah?" Song Yu was surprised, "Really?"

"Hush—keep your voice down!" Chen Yao hastily held Song Yu down and gestured for silence, "Sister Zhou from the brokerage team next door told me, there should be nothing wrong."

In addition to helping artists plan event columns, the planning department also often needs to go through them to confirm the form of project implementation for activities such as advertising docking and live streaming.

The planning department is divided into five groups ABCDE.Except for group A, which coordinates the artists of the film and television department and has little contact with Song Yu, the other four groups often have contacts with Song Yu's team in their daily work.

Due to the different ways in which each group leader guides people, the tonality and direction of different groups are also slightly different.Some groups are close to idols, and most of the projects planned can please idol fans.

Some are incompatible, and every time they match, there is a lot of trouble.

"It's not been a day or two since the people who planned Group B targeted you and me. Last time you made such a big joke, they should have been scolded." Chen Yao thought of the last live broadcast with goods, and his heart Still angry, "Yes!"

The team leader of group B has been targeting Song Yu very much—maybe Song Yu's appearance has hindered the team leader's favorite path.

The live broadcast with the goods last time, what link is not good, you have to let Song Yu play games and provoke the e-sports circle?

"With a bit of brains and a bit of effort to do some research, you know that the entertainment circle and the gaming circle are two different circles!

"What's the matter, if you have a good configuration, you must play games, so that you are chased and beaten by e-sports anchors?

"—Just thinking about it makes me very angry!"

"Sister, calm down." Song Yu patted the agent on the back, "It's all over, and I haven't been affected in business because of this, so I'm not angry."

"I'm not angry, so I just said that." Chen Yao waved his hand, "Mr. Cheng scolded you for you, and I felt a lot better. I heard that several people were fired by Mr. Cheng because of this incident." .”

Song Yu: "Really?"

"It should be true. I went to the planning team to take a look in the morning, and there are indeed several people in group B empty."

Chen Yao was delighted, and pulled Song Yu out of the room.

"Dao'er, you have to pay more attention, this is how Mr. Cheng values ​​your performance!"

Although Song Yu didn't understand why Cheng Qiwen wanted to vent his anger on him, his reason told him - it shouldn't just be as simple as a matter of importance.

Feel like there are other reasons?Otherwise, why don't you vent your anger early, don't vent your anger late, and wait until the matter is fermented before venting your anger for him?

"It doesn't mean you value me..." Song Yu retorted weakly, "Maybe it's a whim?"

It might also be... It was Kiwi who suddenly realized his conscience, knowing that it was wrong to chase after a laborer idol who took the trouble to bring goods and pretended to be a rookie to give away his head.

"I think this is because I value you." Chen Yao said firmly, "It's okay, let's not say it's too far away, let's go change clothes and take a photo.

"Hurry up, there's still a rehearsal in the afternoon. You cheer me up, do you hear me?"

"I know." Song Yu hurried to the dressing room, "I'll be there soon, the studio is waiting for me!"

Song Yu changed clothes as quickly as possible, and sat in front of the dressing table to make up and style.

A hairstylist was working on his hair, a make-up artist was working on his face, and he just sat there, doing nothing, really bored.

With the consent of the two makeup and hair stylists, Song Yu started swiping his phone again.

After unlocking, he followed the push button almost habitually and clicked on the homepage of Kiwi_CH.

But there will be outsiders around, Song Yu clicked on it and turned off the video app without waiting for the page to refresh, pretending to look around.

"What's the matter, Xiao Song?" The make-up artist was very gentle, watching Song Yu look around, and stopped for a while, "Don't worry, the staff member who secretly took pictures of you before has been fired, and no one will use public equipment for private use anymore. .”

The makeup artist thought that Song Yu was frightened by what happened last time - she happened to be in the same dressing room when the staff was arrested last time.

"No, it's nothing. Go on, go on." Song Yu laughed, turned around and continued to sit upright.

Just as she lowered her head to continue swiping her phone, Song Yu had a flash of inspiration, remembering the details of the last time she was secretly photographed in the dressing room!

At that time, he was also sitting in front of the dressing table in the dressing room, holding his mobile phone like this, and looking at the Kiwi homepage for the first time after unlocking it like this!

That Staff just started to secretly shoot the moment he sat down and swiped his phone!

Such a close distance, such clear pixels - that, that!Then the content displayed on his mobile phone at that time was also secretly photographed?

"God—"

Song Yu wailed without warning, and the hair stylist stopped in fright: "You're scalping?"

Song Yu forced a smile and shook his head: "Yes, there is a little bit, but it's not a big problem, you can continue."

With a smile on his face, he was running at a speed of 180 miles and shouting two words: It's over!

This is not pulling his scalp, this is pulling his face!

The videoware boss anchored the homepage, and was caught on the spot for grabbing something, my wife——It’s so embarrassing!

[The name is Xue but I’m a man: You really don’t want a copy of the screen recording of the game that day? ]

Looking at the messages sent by friends in the Kaihei group, Cheng Qiwen felt a sharp pain in his temple.

[Kiwi: Don't. ]

[Kiwi: Didn't you say that you should not pick up the identity of the strawberry milk rabbit?Haven't your mind blown enough? ]

After replying with restraint, Cheng Qiwen thought that this group of friends would stop now - if they didn't stop, at least they should be more sensible, and don't ask him again.

This group of people is good, when can't carry forward the spirit of research, but why should it be carried forward at this time?

[Capital Joey Wang: Oh, it’s not about pickpocketing, it’s about studying how to play strawberry milk rabbit~]

[Capital Joey Wang: As an e-sports anchor, it is our duty to delve into and learn new technologies!I study and study, isn't it too much? ]

Cheng Qiwen really had nothing to do with this group of people, so he replied angrily.

[Kiwi: Whatever you want, I don't care. ]

Just as the elevator arrived at the parking lot on the second floor, Cheng Qiwen locked the screen of his phone, put it in his trousers pocket, followed his memory to find Song Yu's nanny car, and knocked on the window.

"Mr. Cheng," the car window slid down, and Chen Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiled at him, "Why are you here?"

"Several investors will come to watch the rehearsal in the afternoon, so I have to follow.

"I'm too lazy to prepare a car, can you give me a ride?"

"Yes, yes, of course no problem." Chen Yao made a gesture to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car, "Can you sit in my seat?"

"No, no, sister Yao, you're being polite." Cheng Qiwen waved his hand and asked the driver to open the door of the back seat, "I'll take a ride, as long as I have a seat, I don't care."

As soon as the back seat door opened, the artist named Song Yu smiled stiffly and greeted him: "Hi, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Qiwen was instantly surrounded by a sense of alienation for no reason.

how to say?Although Song Yu called Mr. Cheng kindly on the surface, Cheng Qiwen could feel that this person didn't want to get close to him - he didn't even bother to get close to him.

This made Cheng Qiwen inexplicably angry and puzzled.

But thinking about the live broadcast, Cheng Qiwen felt guilty towards Song Yu again, feeling that he was in a bad mood that day and angered his artist, which was quite wrong.

"Hello." Cheng Qiwen sighed softly, sat down next to Song Yu, fastened his seat belt, "It's time to go."

"Wait a minute!" Chen Yao stopped the driver, "Oh, I forgot! A brand publicist is coming this afternoon to talk about endorsement!"

"Ah?" Song Yu responded in horror, "Then what should I do? Sis, you can't go?"

"Yeah, of course I have to go to the reception - it's still a big brand!"

Chen Yao quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car with his bag.

"You and Mr. Cheng go there first, I'll be late. Be good and don't cause trouble, ah!"

Chen Yao didn't even have time to respond, so he just closed the car door and left, leaving Cheng Qiwen and Song Yu in the car.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Is there nothing else?" Cheng Qiwen took the initiative to break the deadlock and asked Song Yu.

Song Yu shook her head: "Not anymore."

As he spoke, Song Yu seemed to shrink back into his position again.

"Row."

Cheng Qiwen saw it.He didn't say anything, but he was very upset in his heart, thinking why does this little idol despise me so much?Am I cannibal?

"Let's go."

The driver started the nanny car and drove the two grandfathers towards the stadium.

While the car was shaking and driving, Cheng Qiwen didn't feel the phone vibrate in the pocket of his heavy suit trousers, and there was another news from the black group.

[Capital Joey Wang: Don’t be like this, old K. ]

[Capital Joey Wang: I know your email address, I just send you a copy, don’t be angry~]

[Capital Wang Zuxian: This is a screen recording from the perspective of the strawberry milk rabbit, it is absolutely exciting to watch! ]

The author has something to say: Song Yuyu: I understand the truth, but why does watching a recorded screen look like watching a prohibited video?

Brother Guozi: ...I'm afraid that you will be angry when you find out, and you will hit me on the head next time

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Thanks to She Yangyang's cute drop of nutrient solution (almost hit me, social death warning)*1!

Song Yuyu skin peeling warning!