The real daughter, she became a heartthrob by studying

Chapter 276 Still want to compete?
Chapter 276 Still want to compete?
Jing Xuyan was stunned, he turned his head stiffly to look at An Sangsang, who was sitting on the seat in an extremely ostrich posture.

His pupils narrowed sharply: "Sangsang, you actually know Yu Huai?" He turned his head to look at Gu Zechen, who was calm and calm, "They are really two little perverts, it's really true that they are on the hook!"

Yu Huai on the stage didn't continue to shout, but just waited silently on the spot, smiling kindly.

Suddenly, An Sang stood up from her seat, and just as she was about to go on stage, Gu Zechen held her back and looked up at her. Because the lights and eyes were very beautiful, he pointed at the top of his head: " Give me the hat."

An Sangsang took off her hat and handed it to him as if discouraged, brushed her hair, her eyes froze, her eyes were confident, her whole person was loose and arrogant.

Ji Yangqian was a little stunned, didn't she know how to play musical instruments?How could she play with Master Yu? She grabbed the corner of her clothes fiercely. Is An Sangsang still a person?

After getting on stage, An Sangsang took the microphone handed to her by Yu Huai, and casually said, "Hi everyone, I'm An Sangsang." After speaking, she obediently returned the microphone to Yu Huai, stood beside him.

"I've never seen Sangsang so obedient before, so I want to record it." Jing Xuyan sighed, and took out his phone to start recording.

Gu Zechen held An Sangsang's hat, and held the armrest nervously with the other hand.

"Next, please enjoy "Phantom"."

After the two sat down, Yu Huai started first, and An Sangsang quickly found the rhythm and started playing.

The tune started very softly, and then gradually became cheerful. The lively and brisk music quickly relaxed everyone's tense nerves. The music took everyone into a fantasy world, where there was no pain, only happiness.

The more An Sangsang played, the more she felt that there was a figure in front of her eyes, that figure was old and vicissitudes, and then she slowly turned around, her face became clearer and clearer in the mist: "Sangsang, grandma hopes you can persevere..."

"Boom-"

The deep piano sound brought everyone out of fantasy, and the music began to change suddenly with a little bit of sadness. The sadness spread over the surface, and the depressed people were about to be broken.

Fortunately, it was only a paragraph, and the lyrics and music later returned to cheerfulness, as if everything did not exist before.

At the end of the performance, the two stepped forward to bow to everyone.

When stepping off the stage, Yu Huai took a look at her, her complexion was not very good, her face was pale and her eyes were lifeless.

Seeing her like this, Yu Huai didn't want to ask any more questions, so she patted her and was about to leave, but An Sangsang grabbed his arm: "Teacher Yu, why did your teacher leave?"

Yu Huai lowered his eyes, sighed and said, "Because, because her daughter fell in love with a married man, and finally gave birth to a child, and she never saw the teacher again..."

An Sangsang let go of her hand and nodded lightly. She waved to Yu Huai and gently covered her beating heart with her hands.

Until the end of all the performances, An Sangsang still pretended to be calm.

After dinner in the evening, An Sangsang was about to go out for a stroll with Gu Zechen, when she saw a message from Meng Heqi's manager.

— Do you have 50?Meng Heqi, think clearly, now is not an opportunity for you to think about it. If you want to be famous, you must endure it. I know that Bai Mingqi is targeting you, but that is also because he has capital. What do you have?Don't you just have a face and a figure?Body or money, just give one, which one do you think you have left?

After reading this passage, An Sangsang's eyes were gloomy and frightening. She took a screenshot first, and the finger bones of the hand holding the phone turned white.

Not long after, the message was directly withdrawn, followed by a smiley reply.

—Sorry, sent the wrong message.

An Sangsang directly sent him the screenshot, and replied: Here, who are you going to send it to?

There was no response for a long time, but at the end, there was a reply: That is indeed the case, Ms. An Sangsang, if you don't get involved in these things, it doesn't mean that no one will.

An Sangsang half-closed her eyes, bit her lip, and replied: "I'll see you tomorrow."

Seeing An Sangsang sulking while looking at the phone, Gu Zechen hugged her helplessly, and dragged her for a walk.

After class the next day, An Sangsang picked up her schoolbag and left.

When he arrived at the place, Meng Heqi's manager was already waiting there.

The manager was about to speak, but An Sangsang stopped him and handed him a piece of paper: "Don't talk yet, memorize these to me, and go get the person in charge behind the variety show out."

Looking at the paper with writing in front of him, the manager took a careful look twice, then glanced at An Sangsang who was depressed and nodded.

"It's best to make an appointment in the afternoon. Don't mention my name." After speaking, An Sangsang looked at the time and left.

The manager squeezed the paper in his hand, and smiled slantingly: "I want to be a program group, let's see if you have the ability!"

When An Sangsang came out of the lab, her manager called her.

"Miss An Sangsang, the editor-in-chief didn't make an appointment in the afternoon, how about 7 o'clock in the evening?" The manager looked at the time in his hand and asked.

"can."

At 6:[-] in the evening, An Sangsang met with his manager.

Seeing him, An Sangsang first asked, "Do you remember?"

The agent knew that she was asking the questions on the paper, so he nodded to indicate that he had memorized them all.

After that, the two walked towards the variety show building, one in front and one behind.

The editor-in-chief's office is on the 6th floor. The agent knocked on the door and walked in after getting permission.

Just as he was going in, An Sangsang put the recording pen into his hat.

Inside the office.

The editor-in-chief glanced at the agent, smiled, and mocked in his eyes: "Why, have you got enough money?"

"No, we don't have 50, Mr. Qi, you really think highly of us." The manager smiled obsequiously.

The editor-in-chief pushed her eyes and snorted coldly: "So you agree?" She picked up the document in her hand and chuckled, "Wouldn't it be better if this was done earlier? Mr. Li can see that he is his." Fortunately, he is still lucky."

"President Qi, we have also suffered a lot of grievances here. You see, if Bai Mingqi bullied Meng Heqi, you didn't say anything about the clothes being changed this time, so Meng Heqi was also very wronged." The man lowered his eyes and looked at the editor-in-chief, his eyes rolled around like a fox.

"Also tell me this, you take good care of your artist. Bai Mingqi is the one you dare to mention? He is just bullying casually. You are just a little artist under your command. You are also a manager. Clear?" The editor-in-chief's eyes froze, and he patted the table, "Do you know how big the backer behind Bai Mingqi is, let me tell you, people in the family, you can't afford to mess with them!"

"Which family, I've never heard of it." The agent smiled at her meanly.

"Ji's family, do you know? If you don't know, look it up online!" The editor-in-chief snorted coldly, "Things that are beyond our control!"

"Excuse me, which member of the Ji family is so arrogant, can you be his backer?" A cold figure came.

The editor-in-chief was furious when asked, and didn't care for a while that the voice was different from the agent's, and replied violently: "The person that the eldest son of the Ji family likes, why do you want to fight?"

(End of this chapter)