"Bro, listen to me!"
Qi Xingchen said, "Stop it."
"That's what my classmate did when she was supporting her brother!"
"Her brother?" Qi Xingchen was expressionless. "Her 'brother' is her idol, not her real brother!"
Qi Jiaze was speechless.
Qi Jiaze said, "Why did she call her idol brother? Does he acknowledge you?"
"I don't know if he acknowledges me, but I don't want to acknowledge you as my brother now."
Qi Jiaze said, "Mm."
Qi Xingchen rubbed his messy hair and hung up the phone. He decided to ignore the little brat for a while.
Compared to sleeping naturally, he believed that he fainted from anger last night. Wrong number plus being supported by his brother was a double kill.
Heh.
He might as well faint and not face reality.
He didn't even want to face An Ran. He sent her a message saying that he was going for a morning run and then jumped into the pool.
The cool water of the swimming pool in the early morning finally suppressed the shame a little. He leaned against the pool and wiped his face. The executive producer, who had left the set for half a month, came back with a bathrobe.
Seeing him, the executive producer laughed. "Hahahahaha …"
"Take your time, I'll go to the set." Qi Xingchen quickly left the scene.
He went back to take a shower and changed his clothes. An Ran hadn't come down yet. Qi Xingchen sat in his seat and looked around.
Suddenly, he saw a few newspapers in Old Qin's hand. The pictures printed on the newspapers were very familiar.
"Uncle Qin," Qi Xingchen asked, "Why did you buy so many newspapers?"
Old Qin said, "Uh … I want to pay attention to national affairs."
From his hesitant answer, Qi Xingchen sensed that something was wrong. He pretended to get up and change his clothes.
Then, with quick reflexes, he snatched the newspaper!
Sure enough, in the social news section of the city news newspaper, half of the page was dedicated to the strange things that happened in the Coastal Square yesterday.
The next city morning paper was like this.
The next life paper was like this.
The next Metropolis News Express was the same.
Hot air balloons, two eye-catching banners, and rose petals were printed on the newspaper in a font that was as large as one could imagine.
It was 50 cents per serving, and the price was low. People who came out for breakfast or morning exercise bought it and passed it around to their families.
In short, a quarter of the citizens in H City already knew him.
Qi Xingchen finally understood that running away was probably useless. He looked at the time. It was just past seven o 'clock. He called Old Qin, "Uncle Qin, turn on the radio and switch to the H City channel."
Old Qin opened it, and a sweet female voice came out. "Yesterday, some citizens expressed their love to a celebrity named Qi Xingchen by setting off hot air balloons, hanging banners, and scattering flower petals. Here, on behalf of the city council, I would like to remind everyone that you need to be rational when chasing celebrities. Do not learn from this citizen. "
"…" Qi Xingchen took a deep breath.
During the recording of "Traveling Frugally", he joked that Bai Ye would be on the social news, but he did not expect that he would be the one to be on it first.
It was too difficult. It was too difficult for him.
Weibo had probably become a disaster area. After all, there were so many people at the Coastal Square yesterday. It was inevitable that someone would post it online.
He opened the Weibo app that he had not touched for more than ten hours. He first looked at Shang Yuliang's apology post.
Very few people suspected that Shang Yuliang was threatened and had to apologize publicly, but most people's comments were rational.
[Yesterday, I scolded Qi Jiaze's younger brother. I apologize to him. I hope he can see it.]
[I'm Qi Jiaze's classmate. Yesterday afternoon, the school investigated. He did not have any malicious intent to hurt Tao Xuan.]
[From the wording, it can be seen that this Weibo post was posted voluntarily. Some people should stop with their conspiracy theories. He's just a high school student. What did he do to offend you?]
[Ahhh, are all high school students so handsome now? What did they eat growing up? Awsl!]
Seeing the comments, Qi Xingchen felt a little comforted. At least his younger brother, who had a nervous breakdown and killed himself with a car in the original article, could continue to live well.
Then, he opened the trending searches. His mentality changed rapidly. He wished he could end his brother's life with his own hands!
Generally, it was very impressive for a small celebrity to be on the trending searches. Qi Xingchen was special —
In the middle of the list, the words "Super f * cking handsome Qi Xingchen" and "Flowery Qi Xingchen" were neatly placed next to each other.
He clicked on it.
[Is this enough to apply for the annual stupid news?]
[Maybe it's not enough for the annual, but it's definitely enough for the monthly.]
[23333 Super Handsome Qi Xingchen. I've already taken a screenshot of the banner and used it as a lock screen.]
[After seeing Qi Xingchen's photo, passersby agree that "Super Handsome" is right. (drooling)]
There were even fans who were unhappy about who was up and who was down. They started to fight with each other, trying to push their support to the top!
Qi Xingchen closed the app in despair. However, the good thing was that because of this stupid video, he had finally turned from being a joke.
It was a disguised comfort.
"Wow ~"
At this time, An Ran came down and saw that Qi Xingchen was actually earlier than her. She asked curiously, "Have you had breakfast, Super Handsome Qi Xingchen?"
"… Call me by my name!" Qi Xingchen collapsed. "No!"
An Ran guessed that he didn't eat. She smiled and handed him the food. "Are you not going to the aquarium later?"
"Well, I'm going to H University to shoot the campus scenes."
"Then it's time to finish." An Ran counted with her fingers. "About a week."
Hearing the word "a week," the car fell into a strange silence.
Most artists had a detailed itinerary. After the work at hand, they knew what to do next. Qi Xingchen was in a state without an agent. He didn't know where to go.
An Ran didn't have the heart to ask Qi Xingchen. She broke the silence first. "Xing Xing, what's your work email? I'll check."
Qi Xingchen told her the number and password. He knew that there was no job invitation.
Chen Nuoya knew his identity and didn't dare to arrange a job for him. He didn't have an agent to ask Chen Nuoya for resources. Naturally, his schedule was free.
"Let me see …" An Ran scrolled down as she deleted the spam. After flipping through two pages, she suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
Qi Xingchen was curious. "What did you see?"
"Apaire … why does it sound so familiar?" An Ran murmured. "Apaire … Après …"
"Yes!" she said excitedly. "It's Après, the perfume brand! They sent an email to your email four days ago! "
Qi Xingchen had a vague impression of it. Après was a small French salon brand. It wasn't very famous, but its fragrance and quality control were good. Qi Yuji mentioned it when they were chatting.
"What did Après say?" he asked.
"Wait, I haven't opened it yet." An Ran read it from top to bottom. "The sender said that he's the product manager of Après. He asked if you're interested in being the spokesperson for their new perfume in Asia … Wow, Xing Xing! Spokesperson, you're going to be the spokesperson! "
"You're not happy!" An Ran was so happy that she almost jumped up.
Qi Xingchen didn't think it was that simple.
He didn't have any works or fame. What did the other party see in him? Why did they want him to be their spokesperson?
"Sister An Ran, did they leave their contact number?"
"They left their number."
"Help me call them. Tell them that I'm interested in working with them."
"Okay." An Ran thought about what to say, then dialed the number and put it on speaker.
An Ran's assistant or translator answered the call. After An Ran expressed her intention, the other party said that the product manager had a meeting in the morning. If they didn't mind, they could arrange for an audition in the afternoon or evening.
Hearing the word "audition," Qi Xingchen understood. They didn't choose him, but listed him as one of the choices.
He asked An Ran to make an appointment in the evening. The other party agreed and sent the address and time after the call ended.
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City S was 40 minutes away from City H by plane. After landing yesterday, Bai Ye went straight to City S 'stadium for rehearsals and was busy until late.
After an interview this morning, Dong Cheng said that they wanted to give him a welcome dinner and talk about plans for the variety show. Bai Ye knew that he couldn't refuse this meal. After coming out of the studio, he asked the receptionist to send him to the restaurant that Dong Cheng had booked.
A Lun worked with him for two days and was exhausted. On the way, he yawned and played with his phone.
A Lun suddenly held his stomach and shouted at Bai Ye, "Boss, look at this. Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"
Bai Ye was checking the MV of the new song. He didn't want to talk to him, so he lowered his head and continued to work.
"Look." A Lun knew that he didn't like to talk to people at work. "Xing Xing."
"Huh?"
Bai Ye took the phone from A Lun and watched the entire hot air balloon show. He frowned slightly.
Other people hadn't been to the fan's room, so they might not know the direction of the fan's window. He had been there before. The position of the hot air balloon in the video was directly facing the fan's window.
It said that someone deliberately released the hot air balloon to show their love to the fan, but it wasn't fan support.
Bai Ye's fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair twice. Then, he borrowed A Lun's phone and opened Qi Xingchen's homepage.
Naturally, he saw the whole story of the ticket request.
He didn't say anything and returned the phone to A Lun.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the restaurant. The deputy manager of Dongcheng TV and the director, coordinator, and producer of the variety show were all in place. Everyone chatted for a while and got to the main topic.
"Little Bai," the deputy manager said, "Have you finished reading the contract for 'My Time'?"
"My Time" was the name of the variety show. Bai Ye nodded. "I've finished reading it. The lawyer said that all the terms are in my favor. There's no problem."
"If it's not in your favor, we won't be able to invite you … Then I'll go back and ask the lawyer to draft a formal contract. We'll find a chance to sign it. You're not allowed to go back on your word!"
"I won't." Bai Ye smiled. "Don't worry."
After receiving Bai Ye's affirmation, the deputy manager's expression relaxed a lot. He let out a long sigh. "With you, 'My Time' is half successful. I can finally have a good sleep and finalize the rest of the mentors."
Hearing his pitiful words, Bai Ye asked faintly, "How many have you decided?"
"You're the initiator. The dance, vocal, and acting mentors will be settled in about three days. Observer Xing Guang is not easy to find. I've received a few files, but I haven't found anyone particularly satisfactory yet. If you have time later, you can give me some advice. "
"Observer Xing Guang …" Bai Ye pondered for a moment. "What are the requirements?"
"It's best to know a little bit of everything, because there's a post-production segment." The deputy manager paused. "But you don't need to be proficient, because the main task of this role is to objectively observe whether the contestants meet the requirements for debut. Don't make the dance mentor lean towards the dance genre and the acting mentor lean towards the acting genre. That would be boring."
After hearing the deputy manager's words, Bai Ye's heart skipped a beat.
He drew a circle around the edge of the teacup with his finger. His cold white skin seemed to be whiter than white porcelain, and the eyes of all the women present were firmly glued to it.
"Have you followed 'Poor Traveler'?" Bai Ye said. "There's a guest named Qi Xingchen who fits the requirements. You can consider it."
"Qi Xingchen, I know … Okay, I'll go back and check his information carefully."
One sentence of recommendation was enough, and Bai Ye did not mention it. After discussing the general direction, he discussed some details of the variety show with Dong Cheng.
The meal was very satisfying. At the end, Bai Ye stopped the deputy manager. "By the way, leave me two tickets for the first row of the music festival."
"You've come to the deputy manager for tickets. You're really something." The deputy manager didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, I'll go back and squeeze out two tickets for you. Who are you giving them to? "
Who?
Thinking of the Weibo of his little fan asking for tickets, Bai Ye couldn't help but chuckle. "No one. I'm treating my fan to the concert."
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