Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

Li Mingxin clenched his fist vigorously and waved it in the air. He even wondered whether he had taken too much theobromine, otherwise how could he be so excited?

"Ah, wait, what's this person's name?" Li Mingxin hastily put down his earphones, climbed out of the listening cabin, grabbed the USB flash drive, and stumbled towards the office of producer Wan Baoluo.

"The surname Wan! The surname Wan!" Li Mingxin slammed on the door, and the poor glass door trembled under the force of his hand.

Wan Baoluo nestled in the chair behind the desk and listened to the music. When he noticed the movement, he didn't bother to open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth turned up, and he couldn't press it down.

He immediately knew the purpose of the other party's visit, and smiled like a cat that had done something bad: "Hmph, just ignore me, I will make you unable to climb up."

Li Mingxin took pictures for a while, seeing that the other party still refused to make a sound, and stopped knocking on the door, he raised his voice loudly: "Wanbaoluo! I count to three, if you don't open the door for me, I will reveal all your dark history to you There! Three! Two—”

The door was brushed open, and Wan Baoluo appeared at the door with an elongated old face. The weak air flow blew the hem of the shirt, making the shirt more and more empty with little meat inside.

"What are you yelling for? Telling people to watch a joke."

Li Mingxin squeezed in and lowered the blinds to block the curious eyes of his colleagues.

He tossed the USB flash drive up and down in his hand, and laughed straight: "What are you afraid of? Didn't it happen that during the typhoon last year, you were almost blown away by the wind because you were too thin, and it happened to be photographed and made into a funny gif expression pack? What's the matter?" Big deal."

"But shut up, you." Wan Baoluo rolled his eyes angrily, "Don't do this to me, if you need something, just obediently show a begging attitude."

Li Mingxin said righteously: "What do you ask for? Between colleagues, we work together. Everyone is doing the show well and discovering more musical talents from the folk. How can we use 'ask'?"

"Hehe, there are no talents, anyway, it's only at the karaoke level." Wan Baoluo looked at him with a smile.

Li Mingxin was silent.Even with his thick skin, he couldn't completely ignore the brutal slap in the face.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, twisted his overly plump waist, and hugged Wan Baoluo's thigh: "Brother! It's okay if I was wrong! Tell me who the singer of the last song "Farewell to the Past" is who?!"

"Haha, those who know the current affairs are heroes, that's right, Li Pangpang!" Wan Baoluo felt great satisfaction from his obedience, and took out the information of several recommended songs with great kindness, and handed them over.

Li Mingxin didn't even look at the first few pages, and turned to the last page directly. In the photo, there was a young man wearing a black peaked cap, with slender eyes and a fairly decent appearance, but his impression was lowered by the two dark circles under his eyes. point.

"Liang Jingsheng, a college student? Hey, a hero is a boy!"

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The private club where the wine bureau is held is on the top floor of the building, and it is called Yaxi Red Winery.

Before going upstairs, Ji Chenxuan told Xiao Chi repeatedly that he would rather not talk than talk nonsense, at least when this guy doesn't speak respectfully, his appearance is quite bluffing.

The exclusive direct elevator is covered with wine-red carpet. When the elevator door slides open, it is connected with the carpet in the corridor, and even the patterns are seamless. The reliefs on both sides and the decorative lounge, under the beam of spotlights, flow a blurred atmosphere. color.

The whole winery is decorated in a Victorian style. The pale golden European-style crystal chandelier hangs gracefully on the circular ceiling in the center of the hall. The wine red, pure black and champagne colors are intertwined and arranged, creating a sense of low-key luxury.

The waiter led Ji Chenxuan and Xiao Chi to the banquet hall without looking sideways.

There is a band playing music on the dance floor in the middle, the beautiful piano responds to the saxophone, and the music is lazy like mist floating in the air.

The guests sit or stand in twos and threes, chatting with each other, and wine tasting is an indispensable part of the process.

The slightly intoxicating aroma of wine floating in the air.

Seeing Ji Chenxuan, someone came forward to say hello. The visitors were all acquaintances, a heavyweight media person, a famous director, and an Internet platform boss.

He greeted each one with a polite smile, and Xiao Chi fell half a step away from him, calmly bearing the baptism of strange eyes from all sides.

To Xiao Chi, other people's eyes are the most sensitive and also the least sensitive thing.

It is well known in the circle that Huanyi, a young single president, never brings any companions with him on social occasions. Out of curiosity, someone asked him.

Ji Chenxuan said lightly: "A friend, take him out to see the world."

"Haha, it's really rare, Mr. Ji doesn't have many 'friends', if I know him.

The one who opened the mouth was a lady with brown chestnut long curly hair, with a plump figure, wearing a graceful silk tube top dress, and the high slit hem loomingly revealing her slender legs.

Ji Chenxuan turned his face slightly, and introduced to Xiao Chi: "This Ms. Li Mingyue is the host of "Star Weekend", the variety show that ranked first in ratings last year."

When Xiao Chi saw her, he quickly ran through a series of information in his mind. There was no need for Ji Chenxuan to explain. The information in the information database probably knew more than Ji Chenxuan.

Li Mingyue has already reached out his hand first, and winked at him: "What's the name of this handsome guy? He must not be from the industry, otherwise, how could I not have such an outstanding appearance?"

Xiao Chi smiled and said, "My name is Xiao... Shen."

He almost said his real name, but Ji Chenxuan glared at him out of the corner of his eye, and quickly changed his words.

"I know your show. Its ratings had dropped to the brink of closing a few years ago. It was only because of you that you turned the tide and changed the content and style of the show, which brought it back to life."

When Xiao Chi spoke, Hei Liang's pupils were big and round, and his tone was very sincere, and it was not at all obvious that he was just reading the information in the information database.

Li Mingyue widened her eyes in surprise. This was the most proud achievement in her life, but she maintained a humble and intellectual image in front of others, and rarely mentioned it on her own initiative.

Unexpectedly, today, he was praised to the itchy spot by a fledgling back face to face.

Li Mingyue covered her mouth and giggled, a line of peach-pink smile lines formed at the end of her eyes, and her impression instantly brightened several degrees: "Mr. Xiao is not only handsome, but also has honey on his mouth, which is really rare."

"Wiping honey? I don't have any." Xiao Chi shook his head solemnly, "I'm just telling the truth."

The three of them laughed, but no one took his "tell the truth" seriously.

Only Ji Chenxuan secretly suppressed doubts in his eyes.

Director Liu Li with a green beard was holding a goblet, and looked at Xiao Chi meaningfully. He thought that someone who could be brought out by Ji Chenxuan really had a few tricks, and it was also considered a thing to be able to greet him face to face so naturally. Not bad ability.

"Okay, stop bragging about each other in this business, you're all handsome and beautiful, okay?" Director Liu Li joked.

Xiao Chi honestly stood aside as a background wall, except for the host Li Mingyue, the others were not in his super VIP fan database, so there was no way to know more information.

Several people chatted again and again, familiar bigwigs kept coming and going to say hello, and they gradually forgot the existence of Xiao Chi as an "accessory".

Ji Chenxuan specifically ordered his attendants to order him a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine.

Xiao Chi hid in the corner, bowed his head and took a sip of the wine. The cool, sour and sweet taste instantly captured the taste buds, and the astringent smell of the wine warmed his stomach. After taking several sips one after another, he gradually tasted the wonderful taste.

Humans really do enjoy...

Xiao Chi swirled the light blue liquor in the triangular cup, reluctant to drink it up.

Ji Chenxuan kept paying attention to him from the corner of his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't know how to drink, drink less. If you are hungry, go to the buffet area."

Xiao Chi raised his eyes slowly, his pupils were covered with a layer of luster: "I want to taste yours."

Ji Chenxuan helplessly pursed the corners of his mouth: "It's your first time drinking, what if you get drunk?"

Xiao Chi argued hard: "I'll just have a taste!"

Ji Chenxuan had no choice but to take another glass of champagne, and poured most of it into his own glass. As expected, only the bottom of the glass was left for him: "One sip."

Xiao Chi held the wine glass speechlessly: "You are really strict."

Ji Chenxuan raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for the compliment."

He pinched the stem of the cup, as if observing the amber swirl in the cup, and asked coldly, "By the way, how do you know about Li Mingyue?"

"Because she is also my super VIP fan just like you, and I still have records in my database." Xiao Chi raised his head and drank it down, as if countless small bubbles exploded on the tip of his tongue, and the mellow taste passed through his throat.

"Same as me?" Ji Chenxuan bit these four words heavily, half of his face was buried in the backlight, and even the temperature around him dropped a few degrees.

"Oh, no." Xiao Chi added, "She didn't take your ID."

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After drinking for three rounds, the social circles of the guests have changed a few times, and the drinking party is far from over.

After being drunk for three minutes, Director Liu stroked his little beard, cast a dark look at the few people who were chatting happily on the sofa at the opposite corner, winked, and said with a smile, "Look over there."

Fang Lu, the president of Sanyo's cross-media platform, followed his gaze, squinted his eyes and said, "Isn't that the famous troll music critic Shang Quan? He's here too."

There are two men in the sofa group where Shang Quan is sitting, chatting and laughing happily, one of them is Wen Anran, who has collided with Xiao Chi in the men's clothing store, and the other is facing away from him, unable to see his face.

"I know Shang Quan, my heart is higher than the sky."

Li Mingyue chuckled: "When he was an independent musician, he won several low-value awards. He was often criticized by music critics, and he also claimed that there should be no such profession as a music critic. Later, he simply started it himself. Opinion leaders have finally become the ones who criticize others, by the way, Xiao Chi, the virtual idol whose data was destroyed by commercial espionage in the AI ​​company before, was criticized every day when he was popular, and this time he has gained a wave of popularity."

Director Liu Li raised his glass and touched her lightly, teasing: "What? You seem to be very dissatisfied with him? Because you sprayed your favorite idol?"

Li Mingyue said coquettishly: "Do I seem to be a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private?"

"It's quite similar."

"Oh, I remembered, Shang Quan recently accepted a closed disciple, and wanted to promote him to debut, and even came to me." Li Mingyue curled a strand of hair with her jade-white fingers, stared at Ji Chenxuan from the corner of her eyes, and smiled badly , "I told him politely that a person with such outstanding talent as his disciple should sign a contract with Huanyi. How about it, Mr. Ji, I have recommended a talent to you."

Mr. Fang laughed, and patted Ji Chenxuan on the shoulder: "How can Mr. Ji bother with such trivial matters?"

"I really don't know." Ji Chenxuan didn't care much about the jokes of the few people, and said casually, "However, the artist management department has not signed a new contract recently."

Shang Quan?I haven't heard of it. Since I sprayed myself, I obviously can't be a fan.

Xiao Chi didn't care about these gossips, and he didn't understand why he, a virtual idol, had never offended anyone and was scolded for no reason.

He was leaning on the window sill bored, eating a plate of chopped lamb chops.

I walked around with Ji Chenxuan before, everyone here had a smile on their faces, and their faces were as radiant as glazed porcelain. Obviously everyone's appearance was very different, but they all seemed to have the same face.

The guests all looked shrewd, their eyes were full of profound meaning that Xiao Chi could not understand, and like a pre-set NPC, they played their roles in an orderly manner according to certain established rules.

In comparison, Ji Chenxuan is much more interesting.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Xiao Chi replaced the lamb chops in his hand, and stuffed a plate of chocolate pudding in the shape of a cartoon bear.

Mr. Ji, who was talking with his partner, hadn't noticed that when he plunged his fork into the soft pudding, the expression on his face froze for a moment.

"Hey, Mr. Ji's taste is quite childlike?"

Ji Chenxuan smiled calmly, looked around, and accurately caught Xiao Chi's sneaky figure in the crowd.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Ji: Is her ID called Mom?

Xiao: No, people call her Her Majesty the Queen.Please don't judge others by yourself.

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