Night Fire Meteor [Entertainment Circle]

Mrs. Tai was fidgeting in the armchair, twisting her body uncomfortably.Most of the people around are not serious celebrities, but more gossip magazine reporters, just waiting to catch those celebrities who actually attended this "award ceremony".

He wore sunglasses and his hair was dyed black. No one recognized him yet.

The Bitter Plum Award, the Golden Raspberry Award in the domestic entertainment industry, is known as the "Waterloo of Stars", also known as "Only Worse, No Worst Award". "Worst Actor", "Worst Actress", "Worst Film", "Worst Director" and other awards have been widely loved by the entertainment media and people since they were hosted last year.

When Mrs. Tai made her debut, she never thought that one day she would receive an invitation letter for the Bitter Plum Award.

When the "invitation letter"—more precisely, the "award acceptance letter"—was placed on the desk of his manager Jiang Baige, Mrs. Tai was still crying and thinking about his latest single in the recording studio. song.Afterwards, the award notice was pasted on his face, Tai Tai shouted: "Sister, let go! I can't see the way clearly!"

When Mrs. Tai saw the road and the words on the paper clearly, Guikulanghao rose to another level.

"——What is the 'Male Artist with the Lowest IQ of the Year'?????"

——Tai Tai, a singer of the new generation, with her iconic white hair, wheat-colored skin, and mental retardation, is active in the entertainment industry, loves rap, and is not good at treble and bass, can speak but not sing, in the second of her debut At the beginning of the year, I suffered the greatest humiliation in my life.

The manager spread his hands, "Let's pretend we don't know. Don't attend, don't respond, don't speak. By the way, I remind you to stop talking nonsense in the future."

"When did I talk nonsense?"

"The last time a variety show host asked you about your favorite singer in the circle, how did you reply?"

Mrs. Tai took it for granted: "Me!"

"The last time someone asked you who is the most powerful rapper, how did you answer?"

"me!"

"The last time someone asked who the most handsome male star was, how did you answer?"

"It's still me!"

The manager sighed and pressed his forehead, "Don't you think there is any problem?"

"What's the problem?"

"Last time, the senior who just won the Golden Melody Award was next to you; last time... forget it, I said I was tired."

Mrs. Tai blinked her big silver-gray eyes and said: I don't understand, I don't understand, what are you talking about?

Jiang Baige knew that he became Mrs. Tai's manager and was destined to wipe his ass for the rest of his life. He sighed helplessly, and said, "Anyway, if you don't go, you will have to."

Mrs. Tai's eyes widened, "Go! Why don't you go!"

Jiang Baige stretched out a finger to poke his forehead, "Go to shame?"

Mrs. Tai slapped the table and made a loud noise, "Go and see who rated me! Chop him up!"

So he insisted on attending the award ceremony of the Bitter Plum Award regardless of his manager's obstruction. Before he went, he made a fool of himself. He had a lot of sunglasses and hats, and even his hair was dyed black. He looked like a good student.

Mrs. Tai observed the people around her left and right, and suddenly a person sat down in the seat next to her.

He looked back, the man looked young, probably about the same age as him, about 20 years old, wearing a formal white shirt with a suit buttoned to the top, abstinent and rigid; black hair, pale complexion His whiteness is in stark contrast to his, his nose is straight and delicate, and his eyes are like deep pools - Mrs. Tai has never seen him, but he didn't care much about other people in the entertainment circle, he thought he would look like this Good-looking, such an extravagant male star can also win the Bitter Plum Award, and my heart is instantly balanced.

He moved his butt, leaned over and secretly stabbed the other person's arm.

"Hey, what's your award?"

The other party glanced at him and didn't speak.

Mrs. Tai pulled down her sunglasses a little. The worst acting award was being presented on the stage. The other party was watching intently. He poked it again, "Don't be shy, I'm Mrs. Tai, you know me..."

The person on the stage was delivering his acceptance speech. It was a boy with pink hair. He was the lead actor in some idol drama recently. He had a cute baby face and was speaking with a smile.Tai praised him for having a good attitude, and straightened his back a little, "I thought I was the only one who was free to receive the award... By the way, brother, what kind of award are you?"

The other party just glanced at him and said calmly, "What kind of award are you?"

The voice was also cold, bass, Tai Tai stood up alert for a second, fearing that she would meet her peers, then shook her head, how could it be possible, "It's a bit embarrassing to say it, the male artist with the lowest IQ..."

"It's quite appropriate."

"Isn't it... what to say to you?!"

He widened his eyes, but the young man ignored him.The people on the stage walked off the stage amidst the flashing lights, with graceful manners and smiling faces, no one dared to laugh at him, as if the sour plum trophy he was holding was some kind of best actor, Mrs. Tai watched him walk over , facing him, blinked slightly, "Hey, isn't this Mrs. Tai?"

His voice was loud, as if he had raised his voice on purpose.

The media moved, and the camera was on him, and he heard whispers, discussing his black hair, and then laughing, and someone called him a coward.Bai Hai—the boy with pink hair calmly sat next to the young man, "Do you know each other?"

At this moment, the young man answered Mrs. Tai: "I came with my friends."

Bai Hai raised his eyebrows: "I don't know you? Then let me introduce you. This is a young pianist, Yu Qian; this is a new singer, Mrs. Tai."

Mrs. Tai corrected seriously: "He is the most handsome rapper in China, Mrs. Tai."

Bai Hai laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, hahahahahaha, there is also the strongest singer in the country."

Mrs. Tai was dizzy, just thinking that he was so loud, the media must be watching them, and she heard Bai Hai answering: "After today, we will add a 'male artist with the lowest IQ'."

Yuqa next to him seemed to smile, but didn't seem to smile again.

At this time, Mrs. Tai's brain can only turn one sentence:

Tomorrow's headlines...

The next day's most searched Mrs. Tai was indeed on the list.He didn't need to scan Weibo to know what the media would do. Anyway, it was "Tai Tai's attendance at the Bitter Plum Awards was a joke, and the awards are worthy of the name", "Tai Tai's dyed hair is eye-catching, not only low in IQ, but also cowardly" and so on... Jiang Baige's new song score was rolled into a tube, and he slammed it on his head, "Did I tell you not to go?"

Mrs. Tai squatted beside her desk, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"It's useless to call me. The company won't pay you another penny for public relations fees. Don't even think about it."

At this time, Mrs. Tai really wanted to post a Weibo to sue her company: What should I do if the unscrupulous company only wants to make money from me but doesn't want to spend money on me?

Jiang Baige tapped him again: "I know what you're thinking. Think carefully about what you said on Weibo when the company asked the marketing account to post the last two articles?"

Then she said: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, I think your fans are very happy."

Taitai stood up straight, "Happy?? What are they happy about?"

Jiang Baige pursed his mouth, tapped on his mobile phone, and then showed him the Weibo page. It was different from what he thought. There was harmony on Weibo. Although there were many black fans, there were more true love fans— — After all, he didn’t spend money to buy those 1000 million fans.As soon as Mrs. Tai received it, she saw the screen full of "hahahahahahaha"——

[To be honest, my son is really the source of my happiness hahahahahahahahaha! 】

[Ah, ah, Xiao Tai has black hair and looks so good-looking! ! !Relying on his appearance can make me ignore his mentally handicapped operation (not hahahaha]

[In a sense, this award is really suitable for our son hahahahahaha]

[Everything with low IQ is cute in contrast! Adorable in contrast! 】

There are countless similar comments above, Taitai stared at it, and asked Jiang Baige: "Are these all my fans???"

Jiang Baige nodded as a matter of course, "Of course, what do you think?"

"Aren't ordinary artists going to criticize, criticize, or criticize when they get bitter plum??"

Jiang Baige glanced at him in disgust: "What kind of fans are you, don't you know anything?"

"I do not accept!"

"It's useless if you don't accept it, thank God if you have fans."

Mrs. Tai looked up to the sky and screamed, she just wanted to grab her hair and tear herself to death.

faceless...

Regardless of his mood, Jiang Baige continued to hit his head with the music score, "Go and dye his hair back tomorrow."

Mrs. Tai said aggrievedly: "What are you doing, don't go."

"You still like your black hair?"

Mrs. Tai continued to hum: "It's okay, I don't want to go out recently..."

"That's okay, let's record a variety show."

"Wow, you guys are so heartless, I haven't finished recording my new song yet..."

"The new song is not in a hurry, it's good to show your face while it's hot." Jiang Baige suddenly became gentle again, and pulled him up from the floor. Taitai still didn't understand how she was a slender woman. With so much effort, "I'll pick it up for you."

"Help me pick it up again??"

Jiang Baige smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "Yes, take it. Let you mentally handicapped set it up a little bit, so that it will be easier to deal with things in the future."

Tai Tai was too lazy to refute, with her limbs hanging down as if her limbs were exhausted, "Okay, then you remember to give me the process..."

"It's available now!"

Jiang Baige pushed him, opened the drawer and took the script. The variety show was called "Song of the Journey", and it seemed to be a show related to travel and music.Mrs. Tai sighed, and thought to herself, okay, it would be a match with him anyway, so she refrained from making complaints about "travel programs have been confused for a long time".

Mrs. Tai turned to the first page of the script book and yelled, "Ah!"

Jiang Baige asked: "What's the matter?"

The name of "Yu Qian" was impressively written on the invited guest.

"I don't want to be on the same show as him!!!!!!"

The contract has been signed, it is not up to Mrs. Tai to decide whether to participate or not.The program promotion has been prepared for a long time, and we are waiting for an official announcement of a popular event.That night, the official blog of the show followed the trending search for "Male artist with the lowest IQ in Taitai" and posted a message: It doesn't matter if you have a simple mind, as long as you have strong limbs-it's our physical strength, and the tour group Little Sun Taitai is right.

Mrs. Tai was very dissatisfied with this.

"A person like me with a high dual quotient, obviously has all-round development of morality, intelligence and physique. It is you mortals who can't understand me!"

However, no one heard his roar, because he was alone in the bedroom at home.

Tai Tai swiped Weibo resentfully, wanting to see how people on the Internet reacted, but he couldn't believe it. With so many fans, isn't there anyone who is willing to speak for his IQ?

He couldn't find anyone who spoke for him, and the Weibo notifications were buzzing like crazy. He thought that something about him was on the trending list, and when he clicked on it, it was full of fans saying "The god is following our little lady!".

God?Who is the male god?

He frowned and looked through his fan list. "Youqian Unik" stood out among a group of colorful Weibo names that looked like the nicknames of little girls, and he forcibly showed Taitai a frigidity. feel.

Mrs. Tai cried out in her heart: embarrassing me, mocking me and still daring to pay attention to me, shameless!

Angrily, he ran to browse Youqian's Weibo, and found that he was as indifferent as this person on the outside. He was either posting about newly bought musical instruments, or sharing music and books. A book that I don't understand after looking at the name too much.He glanced at Youqian's Weibo followers, 200 million, and smiled triumphantly: "It's just a fraction of me."

Jiang Baige called him again at this time, Mrs. Tai just picked it up, and the other party slammed his head and face: "You go back to the gate!"

Mrs. Tai pretended to be stupid: "What return? What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb for me, you must be curled up on the bed and flipping through Weibo now! Go back to the gate, back to the gate!"

Mrs. Tai pouted and hung up the phone, as if she had taken advantage of him, and reluctantly clicked "Follow" under Youqian's Weibo.

After clicking Follow, he went to send You Qian a private message.

[You said you are a piano player, what kind of variety show are you participating in?Do you also want to develop into the entertainment industry? 】

Mrs. Tai waited and waited but did not get Yuqian's reply. He thought that Yuqian was not online. As a result, the official blog of Journey Song posted another photo of Youqian. It seemed to be a photo of youqian who had prepared her makeup, and Yuqian immediately reposted it. , but did not speak.Mrs. Tai was very angry, and then sent a private message to You Qian.

[Why don't you reply to me, it's very rude if you can't reply after reading it! 】

【snort!I hate those of you who are engaged in art to pretend to be noble!Didn't he go to the entertainment industry to make money! 】

[If you don't reply to me again, I will report you! 】

Mrs. Tai talked to herself for a while, but also felt bored, had nothing to say, and planned to turn off the phone and go to sleep, but Yuqian replied at this time: [Invited by the program team, accepted by the agent. 】

Mrs. Tai's mood immediately changed, thinking that this person was very similar to her own situation, she smiled and held the phone to reply.

【Well, I was also picked up by a manager, brothers are in the same sickness...】

Mrs. Tai hesitated whether she seemed too doggy like this, but Yu Qian didn't reply.Mrs. Tai curled her lips, and finally sent him a message: "Let's take care of each other while recording the show."

Yua returned very quickly this time.

He said, "Okay."

And then sent the second message, Tai Tai wondered if the hand speed of the piano player is so fast, "You WeChat?"