The popular girl group Shamrock went to Xiangjiang Music Radio to promote the second title song of their new album "Ming Yue Order".
This is an ancient song, with lyrics as beautiful as Tang poetry, and the music is dominated by traditional Chinese musical instruments.
At the same time, the recording of the MV also invited top domestic choreographers to choreograph the three girl group members, which vividly displayed the enchanting figures of the women in the beautiful ancient buildings.
Since the promotion of "Tokyo Menghua" last week, the new album "Tokyo Menghualu" has entered the countdown to its official release.
Tomorrow is the day when the new album will be officially launched in the Greater Bay Area.
Today, after the last wave of publicity is over, the entire team will leave the Greater Bay Area and return to the mainland to begin the book signing tour.
Time is very tight and work is very busy.
In the lounge, after a slight adjustment, manager He Baozhen checked the time and prepared to take Clover to the radio broadcast room.
On the way, she seemed to see a slightly familiar figure.
He Baozhen's face changed slightly, and she suddenly stopped.
Others didn't understand why and stopped.
"Sister Zhen?"
Zhang Mianduo looked over, with a small head and a big question mark.
Zhou Ziyu and Guan Tingjiao also looked at him in confusion.
He Baozhen shook his head and started again: "It's okay."
Maybe I saw it wrong.
How could it be him?
He Baozhen subconsciously looked back at Guan Tingjiao, and saw that Guan Tingjiao's face was calm, as if she didn't pay attention to anything, and he felt relieved.
But in fact, Guan Tingjiao was already in an uproar in her heart.
She also saw that figure.
Just like He Baozhen, some couldn't believe it.
"So, Guan Tingjiao, are you thinking about it day and night, or are you too tired recently and are you hallucinating?"
Guan Ting's beautiful face looked slightly gloomy.
Because I have been making announcements all over the Greater Bay Area in the past few days, I don’t have time to care about anything else. I just listened to the assistant to get a brief understanding of the performance of the song "Tokyo Menghua" on major music charts, and I know that it is among the best.
I feel satisfied and don't pay too much attention anymore.
Even if I am paying attention, I still want to go back and pay attention to the various rankings in mainland China.
The charts there are the most popular, with new songs being released every day. Even if Clover is currently popular, it will take a lot of effort to break into the top ten of the new song charts, and it will be indispensable in terms of publicity, operations, etc.
It's not like the Greater Bay Area.
As long as a somewhat popular singer comes to participate in the chart and ranks in the top ten of the new song chart, it is almost a sure thing and there will not be too much suspense.
"ah!"
Zhang Mianduo held the phone in his hands and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.
This aroused Zhou Ziyu's dissatisfaction. She snorted coldly: "Don't make a fuss all the time, okay? We are clovers."
"No...Sister Ziyu, look."
Zhang Mianduo handed over the phone and secretly glanced at Guan Tingjiao.
Zhou Ziyu took a casual look and was a little surprised: "Aren't we ranked first? Why is it this song? "Friendship Years"? I didn't expect that there are good players in the Greater Bay Area releasing new songs..."
She obviously doesn't care too much about the rankings in major music charts in the Greater Bay Area.
"No, look at the singer's name..."
Zhang Mianduo was a little anxious. Before going on stage, she wanted to check the new song chart of Xiangjiang Music Radio.
So I went to the official website to check it out.
She originally thought that Clover would be at the top, but unexpectedly, everything was different from what she thought.
Not to mention falling behind to second place.
The singer of this song "Friendship Years" alone made Zhang Mianduo think that he was wrong.
"This is Han Sen!"
"who?"
"Han Sen!"
"Who is Han Sen?"
Zhou Ziyu looked confused.
Zhang Mianduo rolled his eyes, his charming face was a little angry, and he lowered his voice and said: "Sister Ziyu, you are so heartless! This Han Sen, isn't it the same sister Gillian who was in the scandal a long time ago?
Boyfriend…”
When she said this, Zhang Mianduo's face turned slightly red. She remembered that when she heard the news half a year ago, she curiously searched for Han Sen's photos, and was once fascinated by the handsome man in the photos...
Her figure and looks are exactly Xiao Mianduo’s ideal type!
When Zhou Ziyu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
She did remember it.
Once, when Clover formed a team, as a teammate, she had to give more consideration to any factors that affected the development of the team.
The only thing I didn't consider was that Gillian would fall in love.
In Zhou Ziyu's opinion, this is absolutely impossible.
Because at that time, Gillian really looked back with a smile that was alluring, and the pink and white in the sixth palace were colorless.
She is as beautiful as an angel, and her figure is even better.
What kind of man can be worthy of such a girl?
But unfortunately...
She subconsciously looked at Guan Tingjiao.
But Guan Tingjiao was looking forward, seemingly unaware.
Zhou Ziyu quickly pulled Zhang Mianduo, slowed down and whispered: "Be silent, just pretend you didn't see anything, and don't tell Gillian, do you understand?"
Zhang Mianduo bit his lip and nodded repeatedly: "Well, Sister Ziyu, I listen to you, and I won't read it either."
Guan Tingjiao did not notice anything unusual about her teammates.
Because her thoughts are confused now.
This is unusual enough in itself.
The figure she just saw flashed through her mind.
Is it him?
…
The figure in front appeared again.
This time He Baozhen saw it clearly.
"It's really him!"
He Baozhen was shocked. He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it.
"Why is he here?"
He Baozhen did not stop, but her eyes were fixed on the figure until the figure walked into the music station's recording and live broadcast room...
Her heart suddenly tightened.
Stopped again.
"Sister Baozhen?"
The staff at the front were walking and noticed that there was no movement behind them. When they looked back, they saw He Baozhen standing there with an ugly look on his face.
The staff member was surprised and walked over and asked: "What's wrong, Sister Baozhen?"
He Baozhen said in a low voice, "Besides us, are there any other guests visiting tonight?"
The staff suddenly understood and quickly said: "Yes, he is a popular contestant on one of our shows in Xiangjiang. He is very popular in the Greater Bay Area. But sister Baozhen, don't worry, he won't take up your time. He will wait until you finish singing."
, it was his turn to come on stage, and the interviews between you were staggered."
He Baozhen's expression changed, "Why didn't you inform us in advance?"
"No notice?"
The staff member was confused, but then smiled and said: "Maybe Mr. Gao thinks this is just a trivial matter and not worth mentioning."
"Forget it, this announcement is cancelled."
He Baozhen's voice was cold and she turned around: "Let's go."
"Hey, Sister Baozhen, the trailer for this announcement has been released, and the audience is looking forward to Clover. Please don't embarrass me. If you leave now, my sin will be greater. Mr. Gao will scold me to death."
The staff member hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, I will report to Mr. Gao and discuss a solution."
He Baozhen was also a little hesitant. The strong dragon could not suppress the local snake. Gao Zanzhi, the music radio director, was still well-known in the entertainment industry in the Greater Bay Area. However, He Baozhen was very nervous now. She always felt that someone was up to something.
At this time, Guan Tingjiao opened her mouth and said calmly: "Sister Zhen, I know what to do."
Not an illusion?
Not an illusion!
Her heart was beating fast and she could feel her hot blood flowing.
But he still looked at He Baozhen calmly with the indifference of an ancient Buddha.
He Baozhen also looked at her, her eyes gradually becoming colder.
Zhang Mianduo stood aside, tugging at his long hair in confusion.
Small head, big question mark.
Now, who can tell me what happened?
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