At the same time, in a recording studio in Beijing.
A stylist is blow-drying a man's hair.
Jiang Li had half of his legs on the table, and the strands of hair on his forehead were dyed in colorful colors. He didn't care much about it as he was playing games on his phone.
Qin Si formed a team, which included Zhang Yang and a few good friends besides him.
The game is in full swing.
Four of the five people in their group died, leaving him as the only one who made it to the final round.
Jiang Li was biting a toothpick, looking nonchalant, his peach blossom eyes glued to the phone, and his hands' movements became more and more intense.
Followed by a loud rant: "Fuck!"
The character he was controlling was ambushed and shot in the head.
Their team was officially wiped out.
Jiang Li shook his head in frustration and was about to send a message to ask Qin Si and the others whether they were coming.
Then I heard the assistant who was playing with his phone nearby whispered in confusion: "Hey, the person in this video seems to be Li Ge's sister, can you see if she is Li Ge's sister?"
The assistant handed the phone to the agent next to him.
The agent was also surprised when he saw it: "It seems to be Li Ge's sister. I have seen his sister's photo. How can I describe the temperament of Li Ge's sister... It is difficult to imitate. The person in this video should be her. Where did you find her?"
The assistant replied weakly: "Hot search."
broker:"???"
Hot search
How come Li Ge’s sister became a hot topic
The agent was still in shock. Jiang Li heard the conversation between the two, turned his head and stretched out his hand: "What video? Let me see it." He thought they were talking about Jiang Xianrou.
So I didn’t take it too seriously.
Who knew that after the assistant obediently handed him the phone and thoughtfully showed him the video on the hot search, Jiang Li instantly put down his legs that were resting on the table, sat up straight, and stared with wide eyes at the girl in a black sweatshirt sitting there and plucking the strings of the guzheng in the video.
"Fuck! Nian Nian?"
His voice was quite loud, which startled his agent. He quickly apologized to the people around him and explained with a wry smile, "Sorry, I was playing games. I was playing games."
As she turned around, she said to the man who didn't care about his image at all, "My eldest master, I know you entered the entertainment industry just for fun. But you are a top star after all, so please pay a little attention to your image when you are out there, in case someone takes a picture of you..."
In the past, when he said this, Jiang Li would usually reply to him nonchalantly: Let me take the picture, I am selling music, not my face.
This time he was surprisingly quiet, staring at the video on his phone without blinking, watching it from beginning to end. Not wanting to give up, he pulled the progress bar back and watched it again.
After watching it, he pursed his lips into a line, exited the video, and looked at what the assistant was talking about.
Above the topic square were the words #Nie Lao's last disciple performs the guzheng live#.
Master Nie's last disciple?
Jiang Li's cheek twitched violently.
But what he cares about is not this thing, but another point that concerns him...
"Help me get it."
He returned the phone to his assistant, then quickly picked up his own phone, quit the game, and even ignored the game invitation sent by Qin Si. He then found the video he had saved previously in the album.
He opened the video and put the two phones together. He covered the face of Qiao Nian playing the konghou on his assistant's phone with his hand, raised his head, and asked the two of them expressionlessly, "Do they look alike?"
On one phone was playing a VCR of Zhui Guang's interview with a Beijing TV station, and on the other phone was a video of Qiao Nian sitting there and casually playing the guzheng.
(End of this chapter)