Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Luo Fanchen knew that he was not an instant hit.

In this draft, although he stands out, both he and the organizers know that he will not be the one who will stay the longest.

Before the final, he sat on the floor of the practice room, looking up at the ceiling with some dejection.

It has to be said that he is the most educated one among this group of people.

One of the best looking.

The hardest one to practice.

One of the most...without resources.

This draft has already progressed to the second half, and among all the people who have advanced, only he has not received an invitation from the agency.No matter the size, there is none.

The reason is nothing else, because he offended someone.

The request made by that person is actually not too much when Luo Fanchen thinks about it now.

In fact, it's just sticking up your butt to give others two times.

But Luo Fanchen didn't expect that other people would make such a bullshit request at the time, so he turned around and left on the spot.

After all, six years of karate is not for nothing.

But if he put it down casually, he put his own future into it.

He really wanted to be a star, there was no particular reason, it was just that he wanted to be a star at an age when other kids still wanted to be an astronaut.

Speaking of Mary Sue, it is probably a dream.

But now he and the dream may be close to missing.

Tomorrow is the final. After the final, they will go their separate ways.Everyone else already has a next home, and the fans have already revealed the drama to be filmed or the song to be sung.

He was alone, alone.

Luo Fanchen was even thinking that if he went back to school now, it would be too late to catch up with the progress of this semester.

Shaking his head wearily, he smiled wryly and stood up while supporting the railing next to him.Because he hasn't eaten for a day, he now looks at himself in the mirror with a double image.

Luo Fanchen's choice of repertoire for tomorrow's competition is very difficult, and he must sing and dance for real.

He knows that some players use half-mic, but he can't.

Turning on his phone in a daze, Luo Fanchen stood there with his eyes closed, resting while waiting for his own music.

But after waiting for a long time, the music did not sound.

Instead, there was a cold voice with some impatience.

"Are you listening? Luo Fanchen, Luo Fanchen!?"

"Huh...huh?" Luo Fanchen woke up from sleepiness and extreme hunger, and replied in a daze, "I'm listening, who are you?"

"Pan Min, I'm downstairs in your practice room, you clean it up and come down within 10 minutes."

"Ah. Oh."

Luo Fanchen felt as if he had heard this name before.

It seems that it is often mentioned by his teammates, a certain, gold medal agent?

What is he doing with him?

Luo Fanchen staggered downstairs, and saw a dark green Mustang downstairs.

The lines are beautiful, noble and glamorous, and it is incompatible with the noisy and messy environment around.

This man is exactly the same as his car.

Pan Min was wearing a silver-gray suit jacket. He glanced over at Luo Fanchen, and he was nailed to the spot.

Probably because he was hungry, Luo Fanchen thought, otherwise he wouldn't be so dizzy.

Dizzy... When walking towards Pan Min, Luo Fanchen leaned directly on his shoulder.

"Sandwiches and cocoa, take it yourself." Pan Min didn't say anything else, just handed him the food he bought for Luo Fanchen, "Get in the car."

After eating the food on the handle of the co-pilot, Luo Fanchen felt that his sanity had returned a little bit.

Is Pan Min taking himself... to sign a contract?

However, how could a company as big as Huanshi be in such a big trouble.

"I watched your performances a few times and thought you were good, so I plan to sign you." Pan Min held the steering wheel with one hand, his expression cold, "You don't need to worry about those things before. Although I think you can be trapped by those things The people here are pretty dumb, but...forget it. Get to work afterward.”

Pan Min has always been very decisive in signing. If he said yes, then it was a deal.

He seldom takes people with him, but generally he will support anyone he likes.

The kind of praise that exhausts all the resources suitable for him.

When sitting in the meeting room and signing those contracts, Luo Fanchen felt like he was dreaming.

"I've been waiting for you all day under the practice room you rented." Pan Min leaned on the table and drank his own coffee, "You haven't come down yet."

"Ah, yes." Luo Fanchen nodded, "Tomorrow's game will be fierce."

"Fierce fart." Pan Min rolled his eyes slightly, "Do you want me to teach you how to win? Halfway through the song, take off your jacket, then wink at the camera to show off your abs, and then Double the votes, done."

"Eh..." Luo Fanchen didn't understand what Pan Min meant, and just looked at him.

The man standing under the light seemed to be speaking calmly, and the corners of his lips were pursed, making him look a little harsh and impersonal.

But in the eyes of Luo Fanchen, who smelled of sweat and was wearing a cheap white T, it was too beautiful to describe in words.

"Forget it." He heard Pan Min say, "It's good to be stupid like this, I like it."

At that time, an actor brought out by Pan Min had already set up a studio on his own, and Luo Fanchen was the only one under him.

And as Pan Min's only artist right now, Luo Fanchen obviously had all his time.

When being sent from the dormitory to the recording building, Luo Fanchen couldn't help sneaking glances at Pan Min next to him while putting on makeup.

"Look at what I'm doing, my eyeliner is almost crooked." Pan Min didn't even lift his eyelids, but just pointed at his mobile phone, "After today's recording is over, let's go and tidy up your house and move to Huanshi's dormitory Bar.

Luo Fanchen still lives in the group rented house next to his university, which is dirty, messy and noisy, and Pan Min gets a headache when he sees it.

"Okay." Luo Fanchen agreed seriously.

Pan Min only looked up at him at this time, and didn't look carefully at the eyes that fans described as stars, but felt that this person who was dutiful and hummed every word was a bit silly.

But it's painful to be stupid.

In fact, it has not been a day or two since various companies have taken a fancy to Luo Fanchen. He is strong and willing to make progress, and has gathered a very considerable number of diehard fans without relying on any marketing or advertising.

But no one dared to touch him, because the youngest son of a certain real estate tycoon took a fancy to him and threatened that whoever dares to give him resources, then everyone will not be able to go on a smooth journey in the future.

In fact, that person wasn't such a difficult person, but everyone generally didn't want to offend others for an artist with an uncertain future, so they just chose other people in this draft.

But for Pan Min, Luo Fanchen caught his eye.

This guy looks like his name

Luo Fanchen fell into the mortal world, this person looks like a fairy.After watching all his matches and some previous videos, Pan Min squatted downstairs in his practice room like a voyeur for two days, and then made a decisive decision.

Regardless of his eldest son and younger son, he will decide on this artist.

As it turned out, Luo Fanchen did not disappoint him either.

In the live voting of the final that day, Luo Fanchen successfully won countless screaming and wall-climbing fans with a difficult dance song and the beautiful abs exposed by throwing off his coat at the final spot.

And, the results won the championship.

"I said take off your clothes, but you really did." Pan Min smiled and handed him the coat, and protected him into the car, "Next time I let you get wet, will you get wet too?"

"If it's not too cold, it's fine." Luo Fanchen was wrapped in a huge black down jacket, huddled in a corner and smiled at Pan Min, revealing a pair of eyes that really looked like stars.

"I'll just talk casually." Pan Min shrugged helplessly, and handed him the hot cocoa in his hand.

"You seem to like hot cocoa very much?" Luo Fanchen sipped the cocoa that was so sweet that it exploded in heat, feeling the silky sweet liquid flowing down his throat.

"Ah?" Pan Min turned his head from the front seat, seeming to be a little confused about this question, "No. But don't you kids like to drink this kind of thing, oh, and, you are too thin, you will have three meals from today Don't fall behind, I will find you a nutritionist."

Luo Fanchen stayed where he was holding Coco, not knowing which sentence he should respond to first.

In fact, he is not young anymore, he is 25 years old after graduating from graduate school, and he is actually only three years younger than Pan Min.

But Pan Min seemed so seasoned and reliable, he appeared in front of him without any warning, raised his hand and solved all his problems, and the originally dark sky was instantly brightened by this man.

He seems to be omnipotent.

But I... can't even solve the little things he said.

Luo Fanchen's eyes darkened, but he clenched his fist faintly.

He will grow up.

soon.

Pan Min is an unprincipled manager, and Luo Fanchen found out about it the day after he was signed.

Because the next day, when they were standing in the narrow corridor of his small apartment to pack things, Luo Fanchen witnessed Pan Min flipping a coin to solve the problem of which commercial he should shoot.

"I told you. These are all the resources I picked. There are too many of them to be willful. You still don't pick them yourself." Pan Min shrugged and put the coins back into his pocket, "Forget it, just the skin care product advertisement, I see you His looks should appeal to middle-aged women."

"En." Luo Fanchen obediently responded, and followed Pan Min downstairs carrying his own suitcase.

"By the way, can you pay attention to yourself? Others want to choose resources for themselves, so why don't you have any reaction to these things?"

"Because..." Luo Fanchen was holding a half-person-high box, looked at Pan Min who was holding two quilts in front of him, and said in a low voice, "You can choose anything."

Bright sunshine at the end of the narrow stairs.

And this man is leading him into the huge light.