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

Zhang Sinan was far away in City A, and was having a headache when the public opinion turned Jian Cong and the program group into opposites, and saw that netizens suddenly made a 180-degree turn - after everyone saw Jian Cong's rider certificate, they collectively started a new round of rainbow storm .

The core idea is nothing more than what they don't know about Jian Cong, the treasured brother.

Zhang Sinan saw that the number of Jian Cong's Weibo fans changed day by day, and the number in the million digit had become "5".

I'm worried that Jian Cong will become popular too quickly.

As soon as Jian Cong sent Zhang Sinan the list made by the paparazzi that day, Zhang Sinan studied it carefully.

Basically it's about the artist.

Right now, Jian Cong is withdrawing midway through the competition, overshadowing the limelight of their "Age of Pi" group, and one of them is counted as one in the debut position. They are all big companies and outstanding players in the artist management industry.

Everyone was looking forward to Jian Cong crashing and overturning his car, spitting out the traffic that "rubbed" from them.

The other one is Beijia Brokerage.

Who would have thought that Ke Yiran, apart from singing and dancing, and having many boyfriends and girlfriends, would also find time to serve another one—the major shareholder of Beijia Brokerage.

It is said that Ke Yiran was his family before he joined the company, and later signing contracts, practicing, and preparing for his debut were all direct orders from his boss.

Now they don't know if Ke Yiran overturned and became an abandoned child, but Beijia will definitely not make it easier for Jian Cong.

Otherwise, if the rules are not established, cats and dogs will dare to step on their faces in the future.

It's like Fang Lu's temper, that's because besides his business is good, there are people behind him.

The boss's friends are all bosses, unlike Zhang Sinan and the others, who are rootless duckweeds who cross different industries.

So when they heard the paparazzi say that someone in the group was from Beijia, their first suspect was Fang Lu.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that the platform has remained neutral in this matter.

After all, there is a community of interests known as variety shows between the two parties.He probably wanted to wait and see if Jian Cong was alive before considering the next lineup.

But now Zhang Sinan looks at Fang Lu through Jian Cong's description, and feels that Fang Lu seems to be naive and picky, not like colluding with Beijia.

But in fact, Jian Cong, as the person involved, didn't care about these things at all, and he was the only one who cared about them.

Feeling faintly in Zhang Sinan's heart, he pressed his twitching right eyelid and sent a message to Jian Cong: You should have nothing to tell me yet, right?

Jian Cong recorded "The Age of Pi" before, and she is still in City A for the time being.

This is the first time the company let him go far away. Zhang Sinan feels uneasy when he sleeps at night, as if there is a piece missing in his heart. On the one hand, he is afraid that his children will be bullied outside, and on the other hand, he is afraid that the rabbit will go crazy if he is in a hurry.

He even feels more and more recently that Jian Cong doesn't seem to be a rabbit, it's because everyone has miscalculated...

Jian Cong watched Zhang Sinan feel uneasy for himself day by day, and felt quite guilty in his heart. He was impulsive to tell Zhang Sinan that he was Jian Weimin's son several times, but he endured it all the time, and finally only conveyed it tactfully.

[Boss, you can feel at ease tutoring your child in Mathematical Olympiad at home, as long as I behave obediently and don’t make mistakes, no one will kill me, kiss.jpg]

Zhang Sinan is now also keen on the expression of "hands folded": I don't expect you to be as reassuring as Ringer, but I just hope you don't offend new people and coax Fang Lu well if you can.

Jian Cong is kind and kind: Received!If there is any situation, I will report to you at any time.

【Take care of Ringer more】

【It's up to you to say, ok.jpg】

After Jian Cong finished talking to his boss, he handed Ringer the iced fruit tea that was said to be bought for them by the film crew.

The staff of the surrounding variety shows have already set up the machines.

It was the place where they ate last night, the pasture in front of the eaves, but this time the dining table was replaced with a smaller one.

At that time, two actors, two idols, a talk show actor, a couple of models, and seven guests will be seated at the round table one by one, and the food at the table will be delicious.

The film team sat far away in the lobby of the villa, continuing to eat melon seeds and look at them—the delayed plane of Weiwei and other actors has not arrived yet.

In charge of distributing the fruit tea, she carried a plastic bag in her hand and walked around between the guests who were doing the final touch-ups and the makeup artist.

Linge had already taken Jian Cong's drink, so he stopped asking for it from the director.

But just after taking the first sip, he couldn't help opening the bottle to look at it, and said in surprise, "Brother, why is this bottle of white peach!"

Jian Cong didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong with white peaches, you don't like to drink them?"

"No! I love it too! But what other people drink is...lime, yellow peach and so on." Linge specially covered the pattern on the bottle with his hand, and lowered his voice, as if afraid of being noticed by someone.

The white peach flavor of this brand of drink is two yuan more expensive than other flavors. It has been like this since the manufacturer launched it, an old international practice.

After hearing his mention, Jian Cong noticed that the drink bottles in everyone's hands were all white with green inside and yellow with white inside, except that there were no pure white ones.

He was a little confused: "But I just followed suit..."

"Xiao Yu asked me to give it to you."

At some point in time, the sister of the drama manager sneaked up behind the two of them, and whispered, "I didn't have the bottle of white peaches I bought, but Xiao Yu said that you don't want to drink this drink unless you want white peaches, so I'll give it to you when I share it."

Jian Cong blinked and was still in a daze.

Linge couldn't help but "wow" for the first time: "Brother Yu treats you well, brother! It was the same with eating and drinking before, and I feel that Brother Yu is cold-faced and warm-hearted."

The drama manager repeatedly echoed: "Isn't it. He was afraid that we would make another trip if he said it, and I just went to the convenience store to buy it for you alone. You said that it's a hot day, and you're sweating from going back and forth. Who doesn't want to cool off in the room? wait."

Although it was only a small matter, Ringer's eyes were full of envy, and his mouth opened to boast, only to realize that Jian Cong's face broke at some point, and he pushed the drink to him without salt or water: "Do you like to drink?" Just take it and drink, I'm not thirsty."

If it was said that he received safflower oil yesterday, Jian Cong didn't feel anything.

Then receiving Yu Changmu's white peach drink now is definitely a blow to the head.

These things were all that Jian Cong in the past would rejoice when he received them, and have fun all night covered with a quilt.

But until now, Yu Changmu still treats him in the same old way.

Doesn't it look like he hasn't changed a bit from the past, does he still have that stupid student face that can be bought with a little favor?

Or this is the fundamental reason why Yu Changmu dared to come back from abroad and stay in the same circle with him face to face.

Jian Cong has already begun to deeply reflect on how much he accommodated Yu Changmu in the past, so that Yu Changmu could have the illusion that he is so easily fooled.

But Linger didn't know what Jian Cong was thinking.

He just held the white peach fruit tea in his hand, couldn't help raising his chin, and looked at the tall man in the room through the crowd.

Yu Changmu didn't look at them, his superior and straight nose was like a mountain, his browbones were only exposed and his eyes were looking down at the table, listening carefully to what Li Haibo said in his ear.

The more Linge looked at it, the more he felt the sweetness of the white peach on the tip of his tongue. When he looked away and looked at the drink in his hand, his envy had unknowingly turned into longing.

Although he didn't know why brother Jian was so resistant, he really thought Yu Changmu was good.

Especially good for those who care.

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The author has something to say:

Jian Bao: ...brother, wake up

Ringer will not be blackened!Don't panic!