The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

The dog legs on the opposite side are terrible.

[Wen Sen]: [Oh, my God, Yang Xi, are you finally planning to come to our International Dance Association event! 】

[Wen Sen]: [It really makes us shine! 】

Vincent is the president of the International Dance Association and an out-and-out foreigner.

But I just like to drag Huaxia.

It's just that the language quality is really worrying.

When Jiang Nan first met Wen Sen, he corrected Wen Sen's grammar and diction.

Later, it was discovered that Wen Sen's Huaxia language had its own wild way, so he let it go.

Jiang Nan squeezed the space between his eyebrows, bowed his head and typed, [Not necessarily, send me two tickets first. 】

Vincent understood, [For your friend?Just two invitations? 】

Jiang Nan: [Yes. 】

Wen Sen: [I'll send someone to send it today. The grand event won't be held until some time ago. If you want to come over then, I'll send someone to pick you up. 】

Jiang Nan raised his eyelids, and lazily replied: [Let's talk. 】

Jiang murmured without saying a word, Wen Sen was already overjoyed over there.

Vincent: [You must come!I'm sure I'll be crazy with joy when you come! 】

Jiang Nan: "..."

Neuropathy?

That's not the case.

Vincent: [What's the address? 】

Jiang Nan sent the address of the "Idol 101" base.

Then she opened WeChat to contact Gu Fu, and said concisely, 【Give me your address. 】

Gu Fu hurriedly sent the address, and then asked tremblingly, 【Master, can you use your mobile phone now? 】

Jiang Nan: [Yes. 】

When Gu Fu thought of Jiang Nan's real identity, his typing hands trembled a little, 【Master, you are Yang Xi, I... I, He Dehe Neng, can actually worship Yang Xi as my teacher, Master, I am so happy! 】

Gu Fu wanted to talk less, and he usually skipped a few words when he spoke.

This time, the words were long and numerous, the words were dense, and it took a long time to type. I could see how excited I was.

Jiang Nan watched, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a thin light gleamed from the end of his eyes, [Got it, let's have fun secretly. 】

She confiscated several apprentices.

If Gu Fu hadn't come to her like a stupefied young man, she wouldn't have bothered to bring someone along.

However, looking at Gu Fu, this apprentice is doing well.

Gu Fu: [Okay, Master, I'm so happy! 】

Jiang Nan: [Recently, an invitation letter was sent to you, if you are interested, go and participate.If you're not interested, throw it away. 】

Gu Fu: [Okay, Master! 】

***

Chang Chen here.

Chang Chen's manager had also seen a real j-shen.

When I saw Jiang Nan appearing in the talent show "Idol 101", my jaw almost dropped.

Later, together with Chang Chen, they did their best to help Jiang Nan vote for the list.

For several days in a row, the manager found out that Chang Chen had neglected such an important matter as canvassing votes for Jiang Nan, and was very angry, "Brother Chen, you haven't posted on Weibo recently to canvass votes for God J, you've disappointed me so much. "

You don't have to sing a song, and you can use your mouth indiscriminately.

But how could he not call Jiang Nan?

That's a musical genius! ! !

When Chang Chen heard that he had voted for Jiang Nan, his spine shivered, and he quickly stopped his manager, "Don't mess with me! If you want me to die, you can continue to vote for God."

The manager who is passionate about Jiang Nan: "???"

"God J went to the talent show to deal with private matters, and he doesn't want to debut, so let's not make trouble." Chang Chen explained while sighing.

"Personal matter?" The manager raised his eyes a little, his pupils were black and bright, and guessed in horror, "Isn't it a lifelong event?"

Chang Chen frowned slightly, denying,

"How is it possible? The show "Idol 101" is all female. There are only three male tutors, one of whom is married. Yi Jingyi's singing is at the level of a three-legged cat, so J God can fall in love with it? As for Liang Jingzhi... "

Chang Chen paused, his eyes shrouded in a hazy mist, and Liang Jingzhi's doggy words that crazily posted Jiang Nan during the live broadcast flashed across his mind.

Gee.

Pretty cheap.

It's even more impossible.

Listening to Chang Chen's analysis, the agent pulled his gossiping heart in approval.

"By the way, the program "Idol 101" seems to be in some trouble." The manager suddenly remembered.

Chang Chen looked at the manager, "Trouble?"

The manager pulled up a stool and sat down, "The next program was to invite Zhu Xingwen as a special instructor. Zhu Xingwen recently made an announcement near Juwuzhou. Kilometers of roads are blocked, so naturally Zhu Xingwen can't come."

"Jurisdiction over the Wuzhou riot?" Chang Chen asked, pulling his lips.

The agent nodded, "I heard that there are two top powers fighting in Juwuzhou, but I don't know the details."

There is a large area of ​​forest in the area under the jurisdiction of Wuzhou, and besides that, there are many mineral resources.

Rich as hell.

Easy to defend and difficult to attack.

I heard that the headquarters of Fo Ling, the most powerful |army|armor|organization in the world, is located here.

Jurisdiction over Wuzhou has also become synonymous with mystery and terror.

Chang Chen didn't ask any more questions, and tapped his fingers on his knees, and suddenly raised his head, "Go and help me contact the "Idol 101" program team, I want to be a special tutor."

The broker was dumbfounded.

Chang Chen: "Being idle is also idle. I'll look for J God, maybe I can cheat a new song."

"..."

The agent resigned and started making phone calls.

***

At this moment.

Director Chen and the assistant director of "Idol 101" scratched their hair crazily with anxiety.

"Are you sure? Zhu Xingwen really can't come?" Director Chen grabbed Wang Dazhi's arm and shook it vigorously twice. The corner of his mouth was so angry that it hurt so much when he pulled it.

Holding the phone, Wang Dazhi nodded with difficulty.

Director Chen's eyes darkened.

All the programs have been arranged in advance, if Zhu Xingwen can't come now, everything will be messed up.

Zhu Xingwen is a singer. Although he is not as popular as Chang Chen, he is also a first-line superstar and has released many well-known songs.

For this performance, the director plans to divide the trainees into four groups, designate four songs by Zhu Xingwen respectively, and then invite Zhu Xingwen himself to the scene.

The original song was sung, and the original singer appeared as a judge.

This gimmick is absolutely brilliant!

However, neither the director team nor the planners expected that Zhu Xingwen would suddenly be trapped in Juwuzhou and couldn't come to the scene.

That would be embarrassing.

The gimmick went straight to zero.

The situation is urgent, and the announcement schedules of all front-line singers are very full. Basically, reservations must be made two months in advance.

In the current situation, where could he find a singer like Zhu Xingwen?

"Otherwise, Zhu Xingwen's song will be used, and the judges will let our five mentors do it." The assistant director frowned.

Director Chen sighed, the wrinkles on his face deepened a lot, "That's the only way to go."

Variety shows pay attention to explosive points and gimmicks.

The popularity of the previous few performances was good.

This time it was nothing special.

Director Chen could already think of the scene where the popularity of the show went crazy and netizens ridiculed after the show was broadcast.

This... This is not just the heat.

It was his director Chen Da's blood that fell!

Director Chen sighed, and told Wang Dazhi, "Xiao Wang, please inform the instructor, and we will discuss the follow-up process with the planner."

Wang Dazhi responded, turned around and walked out, and happened to bump into a staff member head-on.

"Director Chen, Director Chen, I have a call!" The staff hurried over with their mobile phones.

Director Chen was in a bad mood, and his tone was a little impatient, "I don't have time to answer the phone right now, so I just rejected the call that I wanted to push someone in."

"Ah." The staff froze in place, scratched the back of the neck, and said word by word, "But this call is from the manager of music guru Chang Chen."

The staff paused for a few seconds, and then continued: "It seems that they want to stuff Chang Chen...in."