"Thank you for your hard work!" Deng Ziqi bowed to the staff in the room as usual.
"I'm so hungry. Let's go have a midnight snack." Xiaobao said casually.
"Okay." The young lady agreed: "I haven't eaten dinner yet."
"It's really hard for female celebrities." Xiaobao said with a smile, "But it's not very convenient, why not just order takeout?"
When I say it's inconvenient, I'm referring to Deng Ziqi.
“There’s a Sichuan restaurant over at the intersection that’s really good.”
"Okay," the manager also likes his artist to have a good relationship with Xiaobao: "I'll buy it."
"Come and sit down."
Xiaobao's living room is quite large, with a sofa and a dining table for four people. It just so happens that the staff from Huyu have already returned with the equipment in advance.
"Do you want to drink?" He opened the cabinet and found two bottles of red wine given to him by Xiang Yang.
"You can have some." Deng Ziqi did not refuse.
"I have to go to work tomorrow." Xiao Zheng shook his head.
"What are you afraid of? I asked for leave for you and just said you were with me." Deng Ziqi was very sensible: "You will deliberately take a photo and send it to the leader later. I believe he will understand."
Xiaobao showed an expression that you know very well and handed over the bottle.
Deng Ziqi's eyes widened: "You want me to drive?"
"I can't." Xiaobao said confidently.
"I'll do it." Xiao Zheng smiled and took it.
Xiaobao wanted to say something else, but the phone rang and it was Xiangyang.
"Boss, what do you want to do?"
The two girls looked curious, and he turned on the speakerphone directly: "The fan who just bought 10,000 lip prints is called Xiangyang."
"Fuck...who are you talking to? No, my goddess is still at your house?"
As soon as Xiaobao stretched out his hand, Deng Ziqi lowered his head: "Hello."
"Hello, hello, hello." Xiang Yang panicked.
"Thank you for your support." Deng Ziqi smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect someone to offer 10,000 yuan for a signed CD."
"No, no, no, your signature cannot be measured in money."
Oh, Xiaobao is surprised, the young man is quite good at flirting.
"We are going to have supper, you..." Xiaobao raised his head and asked the two of them for their opinions. Deng Ziqi shrugged indifferently: "Do you want to come over?"
"Is that okay? It's such an honor."
The loud shout made Xiaobao take the phone away for a few minutes.
"I know a very delicious Japanese restaurant. Why don't you bring some sashimi and sushi?"
"It's up to you, just speed up."
"Go and drive now and wait." Xiang Yang hung up the phone anxiously.
"We have met before, and he is a nice and enthusiastic person," Xiaobao explained: "Last time, I told him that he was your fan, so I made his dream come true."
"Hahaha, is that right? I'll be more enthusiastic later." The young lady laughed.
"No, please control it so that he won't be unable to sleep at night."
Needless to say, Xiangyang was really fast, and he and his manager arrived home quickly.
When he learned that he was a rich man, a fan, and a friend of Xiaobao, he didn't say anything. It was a private gathering anyway, so it had no impact.
Xiang Yang was extremely nervous when he saw Deng Ziqi. He shook hands and wiped the sweat on his trouser legs. The other party took the initiative to give him a hug. He was unable to react for a long time and blushed for several minutes before it subsided.
They are all young people, and they will naturally become familiar with them after a few drinks.
"Is there no schedule tomorrow?" Xiaobao asked.
"There is a radio station playing songs in the afternoon, and I have to rush to Yangcheng in the evening." The young lady sighed: "Every time I release an album, I have to be busy for two or three months."
"It's so hard!" Xiang Yang muttered quietly, and five pairs of eyes looked at him, and they immediately lowered their heads, not daring to say anything more.
"You are so shy and cute." Deng Ziqi smiled.
"Hey!" Xiang Yang showed a simple and honest expression.
"By the way," Deng Ziqi looked at Xiaobao: "You probably want to return to the circle."
"Otherwise!" Xiaobao actually has a good drinking capacity, but he will blush after drinking a little bit: "I don't want to join the social circle, and I don't have any culture, so I can only find a job in an electronics factory."
Xiao Zheng curled his lips, feeling that you were showing off. You could write such songs without any education. Who should you tell them to?
"It's like this. At the beginning of the month, Xiangnan Satellite TV contacted me. They will launch a new program in May, which is a bit similar to your current live broadcast."
"The King of Masked Singer?" Xiaobao was stunned.
"Hey, your name is quite suitable." Deng Ziqi nodded, but he didn't say the name, it was still experimental: "According to the original plan, I planned to participate, but now I have to promote the mini album.
, I have to perform commercially, and I’m still preparing for a concert, so I really don’t have time, how about..."
"Introduce me?" Xiaobao was interested.
"Yes, I think this is a good opportunity. You are already very strong in singing. My three songs have fully demonstrated your strength. If I win again, I believe those gossips will naturally shut up." Deng Ziqi encouraged.
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"Will you let me go?" Xiaobao hesitated.
It's not about his own ability. After such a long time, he knows that he can still sing well.
"Let's talk," the agent said: "I think they have no reason not to agree.
First of all, there is no problem with your singing skills. Secondly, what you are most worried about is the so-called scandal.
Just like Zi Qi said, three classic songs are enough to explain the problem."
"Not only that, I will record another song for Teacher He Jiong soon." Xiaobao said.
"Okay, four songs, as a non-professional, I think they are all very good," the manager nodded: "Think about it, a newcomer who just debuted was replaced in the early stage of joining the group, and then worked hard...
If this was left to our company, it could turn into a shocking story."
"Actually, I was also wrong at the time." Xiaobao shook his head: "Young and ignorant, whatever the company says will be taken."
"Then why did you get enlightened?"
"Maybe it was a blow. The week after I was notified by the company that my contract was terminated, I hid in a hotel and was drunk, and then I realized it." Xiaobao found a reason for himself: "I was originally a wage earner, became a star, and was suddenly spurned again.
I drank a lot, thought about a lot, and gained a lot of insights.”
Several other people nodded repeatedly and believed his lies.
"Really." The agent said with a sincere expression: "Xiaobao, please think about it and come to our company."
"Yes, yes, definitely more humane than Dong Bai." Deng Ziqi was also persuading.
"Forget it, once I was bitten by a snake and I was afraid of the well rope for ten years, I think it's fine now, so let's forget it."
The manager also wanted to persuade me that this is a gold mine. Even if I don't debut, those songs in stock are still priceless.
Deng Ziqi pulled him and shook his head gently.
He also calmed down, haste makes waste, and the relationship is pretty good now. If you keep pushing, if you make him feel disgusted, it will be more gain than loss.
"Let's see, Xiaobao, if you are interested in the program, then I will take some time to make an appointment with someone from the program team to help you talk about it."
Xiaobao was delighted: "Don't you need to worry about Miss Deng?"
"It doesn't matter to me. It's fine if someone else takes the lead." Deng Ziqi waved his hand generously: "For example, it's hard for you to tell me about the acting fees and the waiting room. It's best for him to come forward."
"That's a good feeling, thank you in advance."
"It's a happy occasion, let's have a drink." Xiangyang was quiet for a long time and raised his glass.