Sing....?

This recreational activity is too far away from Bai Yan. The last time he went to such a place was when he was dragged by his roommate in college.Since starting to work, Bai Yan has rarely participated in such young people's activities.

His current mentality is not much different from those executives who have been in the position for decades, and he really doesn't like such a noisy environment.But seeing that Jian Zhian wanted to go so much, he didn't want to admit that he was too old-minded, so he nodded and asked Secretary Zhou to help the two of them find a higher-end entertainment place and arrange it.

He didn't know what kind of hell was waiting in front of him.

Jian Zhian followed Bai Yan into the box arranged by Secretary Zhou.This is a club that only provides the function of KTV by the way, so quiet that people are embarrassed to sing.The private room is clean and tidy, without any smell of cigarettes. You can feel the soft and comfortable touch of the leather when you rub your buttocks on the sofa.

Is he still a little embarrassed to persuade the other party in this kind of place?

"Do you like it? Do you want a drink? The tea here is pretty good." Thinking that Jian Zhian would prefer sweet things, Bai Yan said, "Or latte? Juice? Milk tea, although I haven't ordered it, it should be good too .”

"No need, tea is good too." Jian Zhi'an replied with a smile, he looked around strangely, and asked Bai Yan: "Is this the club? I haven't used to sing here yet, you usually do it here what?"

The club here, actually under the Star Entertainment Company, is a place for receiving partners and discussing business, and it provides a lot of entertainment methods.

It's just that they are an entertainment company, and some people are here for those artists.There are many young handsome men and beautiful women eager to come here to accompany the bosses because of the company's matchmaking.

If Jian Zhi'an hadn't been so aggressive and hadn't found her, maybe she would have been to this club long ago?

"What's the matter, why don't you talk? Could it be that this place is still a crime place, so you can't tell me?" Jian Zhi'an showed a sweet smile, and Bai Yan couldn't equate the people in front of him with those artists.

To put it bluntly, on the issue of Jian Zhi'an, he has gradually begun to become a double-standard dog.

"It's nothing, it's just a place to discuss business, you shouldn't be interested."

"Let's talk about business!" Jian Zhi'an really wasn't interested in this, he studied the tablet excitedly, and clicked several songs in a row.Seeing that he was in such high spirits, Bai Yan probably wouldn't pull himself to sing, so he was relieved.

He has only been to ktv once, and he never wants to go again.Because Bai Yan — he has tone incompleteness, the kind of tone incompleteness that cannot be compensated for by money ability.

Even if it is the best equipment and the biggest sound mixing effect, wait until Bai Yan speaks.It's over, it's all over, he himself can't understand what tune he is singing.

What kind of song is President Gao Leng singing? An Anxin listens to his little star singing is serious business.He looked at the playlist and found that Jian Zhian chose songs with a bit of Chinese style. Thinking about the company's arrangement for Jian Zhian to enter this field at the beginning, the other party should be quite interested.

When he wins the championship in this show and becomes popular, is it better to be a mainstream idol, or a Chinese style?There is no doubt that idol traffic is more than the latter, but there are more high-quality artists in it.The second type of Jian Zhian wakes up as long as he has a few unique skills. If he is popular, he can basically monopolize related agency products, which is pretty good.

Bringing his little star out to play, and still thinking about work, such a funder will be punished.

Very dire retribution.

As I said before, Bai Yan is the worst singing person he has ever seen, and currently no one else can compete with him, but today, he finally met the opponent in his destiny

——It is Jian Zhian. ? ? ? ? ? ?

Jian Zhian's voice is very good, her voice sounds clear and gentle, with a little nasal sound, quite recognizable, her breath is also very stable, and she speaks clearly, but this tone——? ? ? ?

Bai Yan's entire face froze.

He couldn't hear what Jian Zhian was singing at all, he just felt that a primary school student reciting poems with music was better than Jian Zhian's singing now.

Wait a minute, no, stop it.

This this,.....?

How did Jian Zhian pass the company interview? The interviewer is deaf, right? ! ! !

Bai Yan's always alert mind was confused.

"How about it, how about it, is my singing okay?" Jian Zhian asked Bai Yan excitedly after finishing the song, her eyes were filled with the words "you praised me".

"Still...still...still..."

Bai Yan couldn't say the word "okay" out of his mouth, seeing the other party's bewildered and confused, his handsome face was no longer like the usual elite, Jian Zhian secretly laughed in his heart.

Seeing the other party's rare expression, he almost vomited himself just now, and it was not in vain.

"Hey - I know I can't sing well. I can't compare with those professional ones. After all, I'm not born in vocal music! But at least I'm better than ordinary people, right?"

Bai Yan thought carefully about this topic, not daring to speak up easily.Of course, it is very simple to praise Jian Zhi'an, he is afraid that if he praises the other party, the other party will take it seriously, if he pulls Bai Yan to play a few more songs, then he may die in this box today.

This song is so good!

"It's true that there is a gap between professional and professional ones, but it's... not bad."

"Yeah, it's good if you think so, do you want to play a song too?" Jian Zhi'an handed him the microphone, and Bai Yan actually had the urge to take it over.

Before listening to his wolf howl and Jane Zhian's wolf howl, he wanted to choose to listen to his own wolf howl, at least less lethal.

"Yes, there is a gap, so I am worried that others will have opinions after winning the championship."

must be opinionated

He must have dared not arrange for Jane to win the championship again.

Bai Yan even had the urge to immediately remove the other party from the program staff.What's so good about being an idol singer? He thinks that Jian Zhian can develop into film and television, which is pretty good, right?

"Let me think about this again and see if there is a more suitable arrangement." Bai Yan replied stiffly, and began to think about how to tactfully take Jian Zhian out of here.It's a trivial matter for him to suffer alone. The soundproof wall can't bear this terrible singing, and it's not good to scare other collaborators.

Fortunately, after Jian Zhian sang this sentence, he said that his throat was dry, and he took a big gulp of the tea that was brought up. As long as he didn't open his mouth, Bo Yan wouldn't feel sorry for Jian Zhian wasting good tea.

"This is....."

"Mongolian stone flower? Sichuan soil tea is called holy, and Mengshan taste is unique? This is an old tea, but very few people drink it in modern times, and I can't drink anything special. Hey, I am uneducated."

Is this considered uncultured?So what are you, illiterate?

Bai Yan is a serious business student, but he has a specialization in the field of science. If he can utter a few sentences of ancient Chinese, it is not bad within the scope of the subject, but it is difficult for this clever mind specially used to work overtime.

What's more, there are so many teas here, and Bai Yan can drink it well. It is too difficult for him to recognize the origin of so many famous teas. How many modern young people drink tea?Talk about red wine, coffee, tobacco, that's about the same.

Although Jian Zhian boasted a few rainbow farts to the tea, but it tasted like peony, she finished the cup in a few sips, then turned to Bai Yan and asked, "Shall we still sing?"

"Forget it, forget it, don't you need it?"

Even though he only listened to one song, Bai Yan's energy was gone.

I knew it would be like this, and my ability to pretend is quite clever!Jian Zhian nodded, walked out of the door, and followed Bai Yan to have some elegant and ear-friendly entertainment.

The club was originally located on the outskirts of the city, and there was a racecourse behind it.Bai Yan guessed that the other party would not be interested in billiards, so he took him directly to the racecourse.

"It's actually a racecourse, so rich!" Jian Zhi'an sighed.

"Fortunately, I don't race, so I don't need to pick bloodlines too much, it's not that expensive." Bai Yan replied indifferently, there are really a few horses in his racecourse that are said to be direct bloodlines - why are they said to be?Because Boss Boss doesn't know much about horses, bloodline fraud is considered an industry now, and he himself doesn't know what the horses purchased by his company are like.

But as a businessman, he still counts things a little bit.What an expensive lineage, is Director Ma willing to let them come to this kind of place, carrying a group of businessmen who know nothing every day?He himself wouldn't let his famous female star participate in those low-budget films that were surprisingly bad at first glance.

Moreover, since Jian Zhian showed his hand in front of Bai Yan just now, he has carefully hidden his intention to pretend.

Fortunately, he didn't have time to serve the tea in front of the other party. Judging by Jian Zhian's tone, it was obvious that he was very familiar with tea - at least better than President Bai.

Said that he didn't know the bloodline of the horse, President Bai still asked someone to bring over the most expensive black horse and let Jian Zhian ride it.What he is most satisfied with about this horse is not how fast it runs or how pompous it looks, but that it has a really good temper and never spits at anyone.Let Jian Zhian ride such an obedient and friendly horse, Bai Yan couldn't be more at ease.

Although the management of their racecourse is strict and nothing has happened, bumps and bumps are inevitable, and Bai Yan is not willing to use his little star to test the temper of those cheap horses.

"He's so handsome! Did he come from abroad?" Jian Zhi'an looked at the black horse led by the staff, his eyes sparkled.This horse is black and strong, with thick fur. There is only a short half-fingered white meteor on the forehead, not to mention how proud it is.

The black horse's long mane was neatly arranged, and its long ponytail patted its body from time to time. A pair of black eyes looked at Jian Zhi'an gently.

"What's his name? Can I pet him?"

Jian Zhian liked it badly, but she still remembered to ask the staff next to her first.

There are too few people like him who take the initiative to ask and have a sense of certainty.When most people see a horse, no matter how they feel, they just go up to touch the fur and take pictures. The staff are very nervous. After a long time, they dare not bring out a horse with a slightly bad temper.

As expected of the person brought by the boss, the quality is really good!

"His name is Heiyun. Of course you can touch him, but you have to slowly reach out and put your hand on his nose."

The staff was about to hold Jian Zhian's hand to guide her, but her boss was not happy.

"I'll do it." Bai Yan said, took Jian Zhian's hand, and slowly placed it on Hei Yun's face.

Heiyun snorted, flicked his tail, and lowered his head obediently.

"He's so good!" Jian Zhi'an's cheeks flushed with excitement: "The fur is also easy to touch, not rough at all."

Bai Yan watched, feeling a little uncomfortable.When Jian Zhian touched herself, she was definitely not as happy as touching the horse.

"Then can I ride him?" Jian Zhi'an continued to seek Bai Yan's opinion.

Of course, Bai Yan nodded, asked the staff to bring a small low stool, and was about to help Jian Zhi to put it on it.But Jian Zhi'an didn't need this kind of thing at all, he held the rein with one hand, stepped on the stirrup with one foot, and sat on it with a push of his waist and hips.After he went up, he automatically and consciously moved forward a little, leaving half of his buttocks for Bai Yan: "Do you want to sit together?"

Forget it, Boss Bo really doesn't use Jian Zhian's skill.The black cloud was quite high, so it was difficult to get on, and there was Jian Zhi'an on the saddle blocking it, and Bai Yan hadn't ridden a horse for a long time.

He was afraid that his posture on the horse would be too ugly and ruin his handsome image in the other party's heart.

The president's idol burden is also very heavy.

The author says:

Swelled up by mosquito bites 5555

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