After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

"Thank you to all the founders for being with us all the way! Congratulations to Zhou Tianqi, Huang Si, Ke Yiran...the team formed at the final night!"

In the barbecue restaurant, with the high-pitched and passionate voice of the host coming from the giant screen projection, the entire group stage was brightly lit.

The seven people whose names were selected came out of the large group of trainees happily, and the crystal pillars decorated on the side of the debut booth spewed out sparks, lighting up the entire barbecue shop in one fell swoop.

There were two "bangs" and "bangs" in front of the projector, and several aunts guarding the screen showed off the hand-twisted fireworks that had been prepared early.

They all wept with joy, hugged their heads full of colored stripes, and made the young people who were buried in the corner waiting for the proprietress to serve the dishes out of place, and their screams were all in their ears.

As the only customer in the store at the moment.

The young man was half hidden in the darkness, and the atmosphere around him was solidified and gloomy. Apart from the pitiful leftovers on the table, there were layers of empty beer bottles, which were cut in half from the enthusiasm in the front half of the store.

He wore a peaked cap on his head, and a sweater cap over the cap.

The brim of the hat was pressed down very low, only the slender chin was exposed on the whole face, the back of the shoulders were slightly folded, and before opening his thin lips, he poured himself a glass of wine to moisten his throat, and then shouted with all his might: "Madam Boss! It's been an hour, My leeks and oysters are not up to par!"

Still in front: "Ahhhhh—"

The young man grabbed the wine and poured himself another glass: "Chives! Oysters!"

Front: "It's coming, it's coming!!"

Youth: "I said..."

Front: "Ahhhhhhh it's C is C! Thank you Jian Cong for retiring! Mommy's baby C debuted!!!"

With a twitch on the forehead of the young man, his thin body stood up and jingled the tables and chairs: "If you don't want to do business, don't open the door!"

Still no one pays attention to him.

A group of old sisters had already opened wine and held a celebration party in front of them, and they expressed their gratitude to Jian Cong inside and out.

Retirement vacated a debut position, let alone the C position!

The young man in Weiyi finally couldn't listen anymore, he stood at the door and turned his head to leave.

The proprietress, who had been obsessed with the draft finals for an hour, miraculously sobered up at this moment, and immediately chased after her many sisters: "Hey, have you paid yet?"

The young man walked on the spacious road without turning his head, and was alone: ​​"I can't bear to eat the food, but I can't bear to watch the payment from Alipay!"

"what?"

The proprietress looked at him with eyes full of irrationality, and her voice was even higher: "Can the little kid talk! He is small and has a big temper!"

The young man didn't want to quarrel at first, but when he was hit by a sentence, he stopped walking immediately.

Just as I was about to stand still and talk to someone, the other aunts in the shop started calling out in a hurry.

"If you give him the money, just deal with what he's doing. We're going to give our debut speeches one by one!"

"Oh, baby Yiran is the first one! Although I almost forgot what Jian Cong looks like, I still thank him for letting my Yiran squeeze into the top seven!"

The proprietress was decisive: "Have you arrived at Baby Yiran yet? I'm coming, I'm coming!"

The young man noticed that the woman at the door of the store quickly gave up on the line, choked into a leaking ball, and looked fierce, but in fact, her palm-sized face was so wronged that her eyes were red, and she could only kick the stones on the side of the road. Vent anger.

There is no Yiran baby without him, and he can't find the right person if he finds fault.

As long as the aunts are a little distracted from the draft, they won't fail to recognize that the person who takes care of business late at night is not someone else.

It was Jian Cong who they said they were grateful for.

Jian Cong drank a lot today.

It's been several periods since he "voluntarily" withdrew from that shitty draft due to injury.

For the past month, he has been autistic, shutting himself up at home and playing games. Until today's group night, the names of popular debuts began to be discussed everywhere in the game.

Jian Cong really didn't want to stay, so he ran thousands of miles away from home in one breath, and opened a dilapidated barbecue restaurant on the other side of the city's diagonal to eat.

I don't know that I still haven't escaped, the current aunt is also chasing stars.

This is already the second season of "Age of Pi" following the successful conclusion of the first season.The hot discussion is as strong as ever, and it has attracted attention since it was broadcast, and the hot search is always there.

Jian Cong devoted himself to singing and dancing for three years, but fortunately, he was selected by the program group because of his excellent voice.

The boss of his brokerage company directly told him not to have any psychological burden, and it was over. Every step he took now was creating history for the company!

Originally, Jian Cong was quite confident in his professional ability, so he wasn't nervous, but the variety show clearly didn't want him to take the lead.

As soon as I found out that he had a tendency to start a prairie fire in the early episodes, I immediately cut back on the camera. I didn't do my makeup and hair well, and I didn't give a good angle.

Not long after he retired from the competition, he was completely forgotten from the "dark horse in C position" amidst the increasingly fierce competition among the trainees.

Jian Cong stood on the side of the curb with his head down, and saw a taxi passing by in front of him.

He also saved the process of taking out his mobile phone to call an online car-hailing car, and stopped the car directly.

The driver saw through the street light the drunken red face on his face, and immediately spoke first, and backed off: "Take two hundred from the car."

Jian Cong's grievance broke out completely, and his slender five fingers slammed the car door: "If I vomit, I will give you four hundred!"

The driver glanced at him silently, as if he was surprised that this boy was so cute and cute, but why he had such a hot temper.

Jian Cong didn't bother to care about it, closed his eyes and fell asleep on the edge of the open gap of the back window after reporting his address, with the wind whistling in his ears, letting them pour in like masochistic and hurt his tender face.

When the taxi arrived at the destination, Jian Congtu either didn't vomit, or just fell asleep.

The driver yelled a few times from the driver's seat, but Jian Cong never responded. If it weren't for the fact that the people who could afford the high-end apartment in front of him were either rich or expensive, he would have gone straight to the back door, dragged them out and thrown them on the ground.

"Is it Little Jane? It's Little Jane."

Uncle Wang, the security guard of the high-end apartment, saw the rental stopped outside from a long distance away.

As soon as Jian Cong heard his name in the car, the disconnected antenna on his head immediately received a signal, and raised his drowsy head in a daze: "Uncle Wang?"

Uncle Wang immediately raised his hand to say hello, and asked people to pay the money and get out of the car. He helped the driver a lot with apologetic words, all of which were "the child is in a bad mood".

The cold wind at night blew on Jian Cong suddenly, Jian Cong shivered and woke up a lot.

Uncle Wang is a tall and strong old man. He raised his chest and raised his arms to comfort him with a slap on the back, which could make people stumble half a step away.

He said: "I heard from your dad about the draft before, and I never wanted to tell you about your sadness. Businessmen are after profits, and entertainment circles are like that. We don't care about it. But if you really don't like it, Jane, Glad, your dad also asked the secretary to deliver wine to me, saying that the outside is not clean, so if you really want to drink it, you should drink it at home."

Before going out, Jian Cong slipped too fast, he swiped his phone a few times and ran away without stopping.

At this moment, the child wore a pair of straight long legs in washed jeans, took the elevator with a large bag of wine arranged by his father, and went straight to the top floor of the 27th floor.

Jian Cong felt that even if it was a certainty, he would be confused, so he was not so angry.

Seeing that the last draft was about to make his debut, but he was snatched away by other companies in the middle of the draft, so what happened was he sniped at the sky.

Jian Weimin also fanned the flames, delivering wine and sending messages: Whenever you want to get the venue back, your father is always on call, thumbs up.jpg

Seeing this, Jian Cong closed the door of the apartment with one leg, and threw his hat off his head into the porch in a fit of anger.

With a pair of red rabbit eyes, he just sits on the sofa carpet and drinks, not caring that the wine may stain the expensive handmade blanket under his buttocks.

The cell phone he had turned upside down was being bombarded by his family and his agent in turn.

[Agent: Xiao Jian, don't be too discouraged, the boss knows it well, I have treated you badly here, and I will definitely make up for it later]

[Brother: What's so good about being a trainee, why don't you let me continue to play games with you]

[Broker: The main thing is that we don't advocate the promotion of the butter niche now.Those trainees are at least 180 big and tall, who would have thought that our 175 little Jane is so promising, there is no way, people spend money, rules are rules, resources are in the hands of the platform, offending the platform will have a worse future It’s not easy to go, sigh.jpg]

[Grandpa: If Jane likes to sing and dance, it would be more convenient to call your dad directly, or let your uncle accompany you to go abroad to relax?Stop by to see me, this bad old man]

[Agent: Little Jane, Little Jane!Letter from the boss!The platform contacted us!Said that although you didn't make your debut this time, the popularity is still there, and there will be a B-level lifestyle variety show that will let you go! 】

[Uncle: It's very cool today, don't be greedy for coolness, the air conditioner is 26 degrees is the bottom line, and it has been adjusted for you]

Jane Cong turned down one by one.

Finally, when he saw his uncle's news, he laughed and cursed "nervous", and then only asked his grandfather to reply a few words, and then raised the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth more violently.

The more astringent the tip of the tongue becomes, the more vigorous it becomes.

Ever since he gave up his graduate studies after graduating from his undergraduate degree and decided to enter the entertainment industry, the elders around him have been telling him that the entertainment industry is a bad place - if he has no power or power, he must follow the "rules" in everything.

His family is powerful and powerful, but he doesn't want to use it at all.

The reason is also very vulgar: since he was a child, people around him have tacitly accepted that all his achievements were obtained from his family, and he is just a young master who enjoys what he gets.

If Jian Cong was willing to let Jian Weimin out, he would never have entered the circle at all.

What's hot is still there, what kind of B-level life variety show.

Among them, the implication of giving and using alms made it difficult for Jian Cong, who had been settling for two years and had a bad start, to swallow the sigh in his heart.

Even for those who made their debut in a group, is it better for a real person to have one-tenth of their personality?

Tea lotus becomes essence.

His manager asked him to go less on Weibo and visit related topics recently.

Also drink and walk around.

It's just that Jian Cong was rosy and rosy, holding the phone unconsciously, he was soaked in wine and turned into a little drunk shrimp.

He stared dazedly at the Internet, like the aunts in the barbecue restaurant, devoutly thanking him for retiring from the competition, and the palms together emoji swiped the screen, except for a little self-mockery in his chest, he could bear the rest.

At least no one scolded him, they all praised him as a bodhisattva.

Until he suddenly found a post claiming to be sober in the comment section of his Weibo.

[Am I the only one who thinks that Jian Cong is short and effeminate, and keeps erecting archways to pretend to be innocent? 】

Jian Cong's violent temper, the glass heart that had been fragile for a month finally fell apart, and when the alcohol came to his head, he didn't even cut the number, and just replied underneath.

[Thank you, I have never said that I am pure. If you want to talk about the archway outfit, the brother on your avatar is more powerful, thumbs up.jpg]

The owner personally went to "crack down on counterfeiting", and the comment area was directly fried.

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The author has something to say:

Jian Cong: Garbage entertainment circle, I don't play anymore

[The author does not chase stars, and all characters, programs, platforms, and events have no prototypes]

[The entertainment circle is privately set up like a mountain, and the logic is all for the plot]

[There is no scumbag, it's not Baoziwen, it's just suppressing and then raising before the identity is exposed, not from the beginning to the end, everyone can choose to watch according to their own preferences!Happy reading! 】

Amway's advance receipt of my cp!Work id: 6222313

"After the Trash Beauty Was Forcibly Married by the Demon Lord" by: Shashani

Li Xianqing is regarded as the No. 1 sword cultivator, with excellent bones, amazing talent, and ruthless cultivation, but what is more famous than this is his beauty.

According to legend, a hundred years ago when the Three Realms were at war, the former Demon Lord almost raised a white flag on the spot when he saw that he couldn't move.

Regarding this, the former Demon Lord was furious——

"fart!"

"That kid's appearance is not half as good as mine!"

Xie Yung was dressed in red, lying lazily on the tree trunk listening to his father complaining, the wide sleeves slipped off, revealing a pale arm, clean and clear, like an exile.

"How beautiful?" He casually asked the subordinate who came to report.

The subordinate was in a trance and swallowed.

That night, Xie Yung sneaked into Kunlun.

Everyone in Kunlun knows that Li Xianqing has not been able to retreat since the war.

Little did they know, his No.1 had long since become a waste, and the great war had caused him to lose all his cultivation and spiritual roots. Fortunately, he had a senior brother who loved him and raised him to be an idler in the sect.

One night, he couldn't sleep, and picked up a cub at the foot of the mountain.

The cub looked very good, but unfortunately his whole body was covered in blood, his pale hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and called him master.

He knelt down and poked his face: I am not your master.

The cub stared at his twinkling eyes, and called again: Master.

All right, for the sake of his soft face.

Li Xianqing raised him personally.

Finally, it came to the day when the Three Realms were at war again.

Everyone in Kunlun watched helplessly as senior brother Xie drew his sword and pointed at Li Xianqing, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Master is the No.

Li Xianqing: "..."

Obviously yesterday he was pestering him for a hug.

Facing an apprentice who was taller than him, Li Xianqing had no choice but to tell the truth: "I can't cultivate the way of ruthlessness, and I can't draw my sword against you."

Xie Yung paused: "You... because I abandoned the ruthless way?"

Li Xianqing said in astonishment: "No, it's because..."

"I understand." Xie Yung interrupted him.

On this day, the celebration banquet prepared by the Demon Realm suddenly turned into a wedding banquet—the Demon Lord actually snatched Jianxiu back to the Demon City and made him a bride!

That night, Xie Yung was dressed in a red-hot wedding dress, his eyes were boiling with emotion, he clasped his frail hand tightly, interlocked his fingers, and chuckled lightly: "You should have told me about such things earlier."

Li Xianqing: "..."

Help, what the hell do you understand!