"It doesn't matter if you have a perfect score, just play normally..."
"It's just... you said... you're coming?!"
The beautiful black pupils were full of astonishment.
Gu Nanci looked at Fu Zhijin across from him in disbelief.
According to regulations, the client will give scores based on the scene.
If the client does not appear, 3% of the score will be automatically deducted.
However, if there is a follow-up self-certification and score sent to the official in person, the remaining 37% of the score will still count.
After all, generally speaking, if people perform for you for free, no one will target you, and you won’t be able to deduct much.
For Fu Zhijin, who was obviously not an ordinary person, and who looked like a high-ranking person with a lot of things to do, Gu Nanci never expected to call him to the scene.
Being able to get in touch, agree on how to act, and give her a score after the performance is considered good luck.
That 3% score was never expected.
——As long as you can’t contact anyone, 40% will be lost!
Other than that, there are no big problems.
She has absolute self-confidence, just 3%, and with her own strength, she won’t have any influence!
"Why, aren't you welcome?" The man lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly, his cold and sharp eyebrows a little softer.
"No, no, I'm just... so surprised." Gu Nanci murmured, his red lips slightly opened, and his whole person felt as if his soul had been hit hard.
This person... is simply not easy to talk to!
This is simply a saint covered in golden light who descends into the mortal world!
Gu Nanci hurriedly opened his mouth to make amends: "I'm just afraid of disturbing you, so of course it's best if you're willing to come!"
Fu Zhijin is willing to come, and he can get 3% of it in an instant. He hopes that the music festival will become more stable!
When she finds another one, the three of them join together to get a direct ticket to the Kalota Music Festival with a million-dollar prize!
Looking at Fu Zhijin again, he felt that there were three big words engraved on that handsome face:
One million!
This is simply a walking million!!!
Gu. Poor guy. Nan Ci: I was blinded by money.
He slapped the table with one hand, so impassioned that he was so moved that he drew pictures on the spot:
"Mr. Fu! Don't say anything. I'm treating you to today's meal! Just order whatever you want! From now on, as long as I, Gu Nanci, can do it for you, whether it's a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, I will do it for you!"
However, the remaining sanity quickly added in my mind:
certainly.
Let's not talk about it if it exceeds one million.
Exceeding the limit hurts feelings.
Looking at the thin and slender young man in front of him, he is full of energy, his cheeks are slightly red with excitement, his beautiful eyes are shining, and his whole body seems to be emitting dazzling light, like the flower of life that still blooms unyieldingly in the winter.
The corners of Fu Zhijin's lips curled up slightly, and his deep obsidian eyes were filled with soft light. He opened his lips and said slowly:
"Okay, I really need your help with something."
…
Gu Nanci just arrived downstairs at the Xiaopo Idol Department.
Over there, the sound of cars roared, and the familiar little broken-down modified pickup truck came back at the same time.
The next second, Li Yuan emerged from inside, running towards Gu Nanci excitedly with a trailing voice.
"CiCi! You're back! I'm telling you something great - a great thing!"
Followed by Wen Jiuyi and Muke.
The debut battle is about to resume, and Lan Gui'an and Cheng Yang follow Qian Yueliu and run around trying to secure sponsorships.
The four little ones often stay at home, and Gu Nanci often goes out due to personal matters.
In the past, I was often teased that the youngest son only earns money to support the family, and the poor boss has six mouths to feed and spend.
Gu Nanci frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something as he walked.
Suddenly hearing Li Yuan's excited voice, he came back to his senses and asked with interest: "What good thing?"
"Dang Dang Dang! Take it out quickly, take it out!" Li Yuan waved back.
Wen Jiu, the co-driver, also got out, and with a click of the car lock, Muke closed the door.
Although he had a cold face, when he heard Li Yuan's greeting, his hand movements were extremely flattering.
He and Wen Jiuyi held a corner and opened a quarter-fold leaflet facing Gu Nanci.
Gu Nanci: "..."
...the face-saving work is done well.
Although it is only half the size of an A4 paper when folded.
However, the two of them actually put on a posture of carrying out the emperor's edict and passing on the imperial edict!
"Ahem!" Wen Jiu also cleared his throat, "With the persistence of Li Yuan and I, we have successfully added a third category - the Kicking Music Festival, this week!"
As he said that, he made a gesture with one hand and signaled to Gu Nanci with a proud expression: "This deserves applause!"
"Wuhu!!!" Li Yuan clapped his hands frantically to warm up the scene.
The cold-faced Muke on the side also patted the left hand holding the flyer with his right hand expressionlessly.
A scene of harmonious cheering.
Gu Nanci: "..."
Thank you, it was purely forced.
Bang bang bang——
Gu Nanci burst out laughing. After a round of forced applause, he curiously took out the short promotional page that the two of them had put together.
"Kick Hall Music Festival?"
"That's right! It was about to end, but Li Yuan and I managed to win with our sharp tongue!" Wen Jiu also held his head high.
Li Yuan smiled sheepishly, "Actually, it's mainly Jiu Yi and I'm the atmosphere team."
"No! The military medal is half as good as yours! Without your heart-wrenching cry beside him, that man would never have let go so quickly!" Wen Jiu also swore firmly, and then said with water:
"Also! Muke is also a hero. If it weren't for his superb driving skills and sparks and lightning, he would have arrived in time, and it would have been too late!"
Muke stood coldly, with the tips of his ears slightly red, and whispered back: "Thanks to everyone."
Gu Nanci: "..."
Gu Nanci's hands were shaking a little.
She held the registration form written on the back, slowly raised her head, and asked without her soul: "You... what have you done?"
...Why are you listening?
It’s such an outrageous scene!!!
"That's right." Li Yuan was a little embarrassed, "I found out about the selection information for this music festival in the morning, but the registration has closed."
"Originally I thought it would be a shame, but it turns out that Jiu Yi is so awesome! He dragged me and Muke and rushed to the scene. He pulled the person in charge, Xiao Zhi, to reason with his emotions. He successfully made the person in charge cry, and then he was stuck.
We’ll fill in the registration form.”
Gu Nanci: "..."
His eyelids twitched.
This Xiao's love...
Sure enough, the next second, Wen Jiu also sighed a little awkwardly,
"Actually, there is another hidden contributor to the success of this matter."
Wen Jiu also let out a long sigh, feeling deep and sad. He used up all his emotions every word and even the last part of the sentence was so painful that he trembled:
"We are seriously ill and will not die soon. We love playing music festivals. Our dream before we die is to see the company's artists ascend to the palace of dreams. The great boss - Mr. Qian, a lot of money!"
"Wow - Qian Duoduo, you are so miserable!" Li Yuan burst into tears on the spot.
Muke's face was expressionless, but he turned his back and lowered his head, his head hanging very low. His half-length bangs covered most of his face. If you didn't look closely, he looked sad and difficult to express.
Gu Nanci, whose face was displayed on the spot: "..."
