He has dominated the entertainment industry since returning to China!

On June 12th, the weather in Lincheng was sunny.

Deng Jiajia, who had just signed with the company's salesperson and completed the entire reimbursement process, tilted her head and silently looked at the computer recording the cash flow for May.

She has been promoted to financial director and has some say in the company. Together with the younger brothers who follow her, she no longer has to do many tedious and repetitive tasks herself.

The higher you rise, the more you realize how boring and dangerous this job is.

Fortunately, their company procedures and tax declarations all followed formal processes, and Deng Jiajia felt that she would not have to go to jail for the time being.

Drop drop drop.

"Tsk."

QQ's unique reminder sound rang out, and her brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again.

Could it be that the bastard didn’t pay off all the expenses at once?

Do I have to go through all the processes again?!

No, brother!

She opened the QQ message bar helplessly and found that no contact had posted a message, only one news push.

Today’s Visit: The Last Hope of Chinese Music!

Damn, such a big tone!

Just by looking at the title, Deng Jiajia suddenly became interested.

Even Du Tianhou, Zhao Yalin, and Su Ning, whom I often listen to, dare not say that they are the hope of the Chinese music scene. What makes you think you are... who do you think you are...

Ok?

It's you!

That’s okay!

"No wonder the updates are so slow. They're always interrupted every few days. It took me over a month to write a single volume of 'The Poisonous Concubine of a General'."

When she saw a sweet and playful picture, Deng Jiajia's originally burning desire to complain was instantly extinguished.

I'm not in a relationship, but I feel like I've fallen in love with a fickle and scumbag!

The key is that he is a very popular scumbag. She flirts with her fans on the east side, teases her book friends on the right side... and then goes online from time to time to chat with the losers on the Internet.

All that’s left is the fans’ anxiety and helplessness!

Dear book friends: Mr. Qingting, please come back and update soon!

Fans: Aren’t you going to release a new album this year?

Netizens: Master, are you really not going to check out Weibo today?

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That's about how it feels.

Deng Jiajia supported her head with one hand and skillfully jumped to the Weibo live broadcast room.

"Master, it's been a long time since we last met. The last time I saw you was when you were filming CrossFire in Pengcheng. I was drawn to you back then, so I asked around about your deeds and found a lot of interesting experiences."

"Including some short stories about your music creation and writing novels..."

The female host smiled widely, spoke in a clear and pleasant voice, and was full of emotions. She was very professional as she hosted the opening remarks.

The girl sitting on the other side of the sofa, holding a penguin plush, nodded in agreement and said, "Thanks to the good works and stories that allowed me to meet you all."

As she spoke, Ying Ting skillfully pulled the penguin doll's arm towards the camera and greeted it with a bright smile. The QQ penguin doll in her arms also greeted her obediently like an obedient pet.

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"Hiss, now looking at it this way, this fat penguin is quite cute." Deng Jiajia said with a helpless smile.

I actually hate this fat penguin. Every time it makes a beeping or donging sound, it means that I will have a new workload to do soon.

For this reason, she often went to the Windows built-in app store to curse QQ, the stupid software.

But she had no choice, because her current colleagues and friends all adopted this fat penguin with black and white stripes and a red scarf. If she didn't have one, she would be out of touch with the times.

Putting aside the work factors, it can still bring people joy, especially with the launch of QQ Space, you can always see some old friends.

It’s just that I have changed from a participant in their lives to a bystander witnessing in front of the screen.

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After the two people on the screen exchanged greetings, they talked about some interesting things that happened during the preparations for the concert a while ago.

I learned that the leader originally planned to sing from the beginning to the end by himself, but later he got lazy and asked two good friends to help him.

Unexpectedly, unexpected surprises followed one after another.

What's the point of Yu Tianwang, the perennial second-best Chinese pop star who has the power to dominate, not being invited to collaborate?!

He actually came here to work on his own initiative!

[No way, that's my idol.]

[Hahaha, this is so tragic. No wonder Yu Tianwang suddenly linked up with her. It turns out their managers have a lot of connections.]

[And I didn't expect Du Xian to actually come over in person. She was forced to go on stage at the end, and she rarely interacted intimately with others in front of the camera.]

[After saying that, the originally quiet backstage suddenly became bustling with activity. I was especially amused when I watched the backstage replay of Lee Hyo-jin and Reiko arguing.]

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Zhang Yager followed the process according to the originally set rhythm, feeling quite relaxed. No matter what topic he raised, the other party's response was very interesting and appropriate.

There is no need to deliberately bring up topics. What’s more important is that Ying Ting has been a hot topic since her debut, and anything she said can be turned into jokes.

"Now it's time for the fan Q&A session. I will randomly draw a question from the comments section. You have 30 seconds to ask your question, and we will randomly select one by taking a screenshot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrage of comments that had been flowing like water suddenly burst out like a river bursting its banks, instantly covering the entire screen of the live broadcast room.

Zhang Yage looked at the background screen of the broadcast and couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise.

She couldn't believe it at all. The constantly changing colors like a colorful light strip were actually a barrage of characters typed out by people.

Shen Anhe, who was standing in the corner, knew that Sister Ting was very popular, but he didn't expect it to have reached this level.

Suddenly, the broadcast screen froze and went black.

The room fell silent.

Zhang Yager frowned slightly, trying not to show any change in his expression, and looked at the photographer inquiringly.

The latter made an OK gesture for no apparent reason.

"Uh, the live broadcast room exploded..."

"Yes, it exploded."

The director repeated it as if he was unsure.

Zhang Yager: “???”

Photographer: “???!”

Ying Ting even lay on the sofa skillfully, torturing the penguin doll. She was also a little helpless that these damn fans could be so enthusiastic.

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"Why did the screen suddenly go black?"

Xuancheng, Ruili Fashion Design Studio.

The woman at the desk held her fist in front of her mouth, looking as if she was deep in thought. Several fashion magazines and discarded manuscripts were scattered around her.

"Sister Ding, is this design really that bad?"

"Why are you crying and laughing at the same time? Your face looks even uglier now."

The woman sitting opposite tilted her head and looked at Ding Qiao with special concern.

Summer is about to officially arrive, and the new round of summer men's and women's clothing needs to be finalized immediately. The draft will be submitted to the client, Zhuo Fei, for approval and mass production, and commission will be distributed.

The design studio has been busy with this matter for a while and has been working overtime for several days in a row.

Ding Qiao came back to her senses.

Buho!

I was almost caught slacking off.

She quickly collected her thoughts, and the fist that was covering her mouth gradually loosened. She smiled slightly and pretended to be calm and said, "It's nothing, it's fine. I was just looking for the one that better meets Zhuo Fei's requirements for a geeky style."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Without waiting for colleagues to ask again.

Ding Qiao, a seasoned professional, immediately took the initiative and asked, "You suddenly called me over. Have you chosen a plan?"

"Well, I have an idea."

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The attention of his colleagues was diverted, and Ding Qiao secretly gave herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.

She is worthy of being called the gold medal paid health guru in the workplace, Ms. Ding.

He leaned back in his office chair, legs crossed, and took a sip of the coffee beside him. He said with a look of regret, "These new recruits are far worse than we were before."

However, the colleague opposite me suddenly became focused on his work, like an old monk in meditation.

A cunning look flashed in Ding Qiao's eyes. She put the coffee aside and continued to refresh the webpage in front of her which had fallen into darkness.

The screen was restored and the barrage began to flow again.

But she no longer watched the show leisurely, but focused her attention on the female artist's clothes, picked up the pen in her hand and copied a sketch back and forth.

"British style is also a popular style among young people in summer."

She seemed to be talking to herself, but in fact she was issuing a disclaimer for herself.

Ding Qiao was thinking when the pencil in her hand accidentally fell to the floor. When she bent down to pick it up calmly, she saw a pair of red high heels standing quietly behind her.

Although these actions may seem like just a few short ones, they actually contain the lifelong experience and summary of a veteran in the workplace.

In fact, I don’t want to slack off, but the other party is my most favorite writer and singer.

I just can't control myself... I never had this feeling towards other stars before.

At this moment, a feeling of grievance that my boss didn't trust me suddenly surged in my heart.

Ding Qiao: I don’t understand why, I just want to go home and farm!

I don’t know if there are other people watching the live broadcast secretly like me.

"Ah."

Far away in Lincheng, Deng Jiajia rubbed her sore nose.

I continued to watch the live broadcast with great interest and asked two questions.

"Master Qingting, is the male protagonist in your book based on Jiang Chi?"

"Master Qingting, when will you officially return to writing books? There's a new and rising modern romance writer who's almost surpassing you in rankings!"

She doesn't care that netizens are keen on pursuing gossip.

The main reason is that I think this is the idol’s personal privacy. If I had such an unspeakable experience, I wouldn’t want it to be shared with others.

Instead of worrying about those things, it is better to ask yourself when your spiritual food will be updated!