IMD Entertainment Huaguo Branch, the sound of high heels hitting the ground continued.
The ocean current that has just passed has not affected this office building in a prime location. The interior is full of spring, and the flowers in long-necked glass bottles exude a pleasant atmosphere. In the past, there are many beautiful faces that can only be seen through the screen. The well-dressed handsome men and women followed the manager unhurriedly, while the little assistant carrying a bag and carrying water hurriedly chased after him.
The full name of IMD is Imagine Dragon, which translates to "Menglong" in Chinese. It is the largest entertainment company in the world. It entered China five years ago with the intention of cultivating local stars and opening up the Chinese market. After five years of exploration, IMD has succeeded. It ranks among the top three entertainment companies in China. What's even more rare is that IMD has developed comprehensively and owns various artists such as movie stars, hosts, singers, and models.
In the modern office building of IMD, the well-dressed woman refreshed the computer page expressionlessly. Every time she swiped, the number of petitioners on it would increase by more than 100.
[Chao Deng get out of China.]
"There are already 250,000 people asking you to hand over your residence permit. When the number of petitions on social networks reaches 500,000, the government will respond positively," the woman's gaze shifted to the tall boy with his head hanging not far away. He has short red hair, and his bare arms are covered with tattoos: "Drug abuse, racing, drinking and fighting... Do the math, what have you done since you became popular two years ago? You can't be alone when you are young. For the same reason, if the public is completely angered, no matter how good the fan base is, it will be of no use.”
The boy she taught looked up at the numbers on the screen, and his voice was very calm: "Will the government let me hand over my residence permit?"
"Probably not," the female manager glanced at him, her eyes collided with those black pupils, and she was inexplicably lost for a moment: "...they won't respond."
Even though this child has been spurned by countless people now, the female agent who has been in this circle for decades has to admit his beauty. There are too many good-looking people in the world. If you want to rely on your face to make money, you have to be very good-looking. There is no doubt that the person in front of him has the capital to be loved all the time just by his face.
The problem is, even if the heaven rewarded him with food, Chaodeng would forcibly turn a good hand that was sure to win into a bad one.
"A Deng, do you want to consider..." The female agent hinted hesitantly, she knew the child's character too well, she was joking on the surface, but in reality she was stubborn as hell, and never liked to use unspoken rules to get in the position, but until now He can't let him mess around anymore: "You know, as long as you open your mouth, many people will be willing to help you. For us, the plight of being alone and helpless is nothing more than a word for those people."
"Then send me to the bed of a big man?" His slightly long red bangs covered his eyes, he sat there lazily and smiled, his slender hands and feet looked really good-looking: "Forget it, Sister Ji, It's not the first day you know me."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to walk to the door of the office.
"where did you go?"
"Cut your hair," he said, looking at his arm, "wash the tattoo off by the way."
"Stop playing, Deng," he heard a woman's sighing voice behind him: "When we first met, you would still be excited because you had a song of your own. You are a singer. If you still want to sing , don’t eat marijuana for breakfast.”
His footsteps paused, but in the end he watched the glass door open automatically without saying a word.
[Brother Tong~]
[Say. ]
[This,] he pointed to his arm: [Can you help me get rid of it? ]
[… Can’t,] the system added: [Go to the hospital for laser. ]
[OK~]
[Da~]
[…]
What a cute thing to sell, it's as cute as shit.
In this world, the new identity given to him by the system is a young singer who debuted for three years and was once a big hit, but because he loves to play too much, he has received mixed reviews. He was fished out of the prison, but within an hour, someone broke the news that he was imprisoned by drunken racing, followed by a million-dollar petition on social networks.
As his manager, Sister Ji was so busy that she was dizzy, and his assistants had already retired. In order to prevent being discovered, Chao Deng found sunglasses, a hat and a mask from home, and wrapped them tightly before he dared to Sneak away to the hospital to have the tattoo removed.
The little nurse who helped him make the bed saw the tattoos on Chaodeng's arm, from prayers, motivational sentences, initials to owls. The little nurse covered her mouth and almost dropped the iron box in her hand.
"you you… "
She made a booing gesture at the lamp, and the doctor who was doing laser surgery happened to enter the door at this moment, and the nurse looked at his unclear face with excitement, waiting for the tattoos on his arms to be washed off one by one by the laser , The girl's eyes filled with tears.
"... Chaodeng," before he left, the girl chased him out and said in a panic, "I have loved you for three years, I, I believe in you, I really really like your songs! You must be the best!"
He was slightly stunned, and patted her head lightly at random.
"Okay, thank you."
When the female manager saw the artist she brought again, the other party washed off the tattoo as he said, and the original red hair turned back to jet black, and it was much shorter, and the ink-like eyebrows were faintly visible, which seemed to be due to bad days In such a terrible situation, there was a heart-warming paleness on his face. Ji Lan always knew that the child she brought up was very beautiful, but when she noticed the slightly strange eyes of the people around her, Ji Lan actually wished for him in an instant. Keep it that ghostly look.
It is really a terrifying thing for a young man to become so beautiful, especially now that he has no ability to protect himself.
"A Deng, come here."
Seeing the manager calling him, Chao Deng followed quickly. After entering the office and closing the door, he met Ji Lan's gaze and touched his nose: "Sister Ji, what's wrong?"
"You..." Ji Lan hesitated to speak, finally shook his head, and found a plan: "Your public image is not good, the company wants you to take a break for a while, and you can post some photos and personal life online after a while , but must be healthy and uplifting, cooperate with other singers in a few months, and release new songs mainly in the form of feat, and the rest... Let’s watch it in a few months.”
Feat is the abbreviation of featuring. In layman's terms, it means inserting a short passage in other people's songs. Many singers who appreciate each other, seniors and juniors will sell it to the public in the form of feat. Chaodeng used to never feat for others. I'm afraid Ji Lan, who was out of temper and refused, heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Chaodeng nodding.
"It's okay, just do it again."
Looking at the concerned female manager at the lamp, she nodded and smiled: "Well, it's okay."
"But if you mess around again, I really can't save—"
The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted their conversation. Ji Lan saw the incoming call notification, his expression changed, and he still pressed to answer.
"Hello, Mr. Guo... Yes... Chaodeng is not here, um... He hasn't been feeling well lately. I just talked to him and went home...Okay, I will tell him..."
"A Deng," Ji Lan frowned after hanging up the phone: "Mr. Guo, do you have any impression, the second in command of Canxing Entertainment, he said he wanted to help you, and he asked you to go to a dinner party at Fontainebleau tonight." don't go."
"No date."
"But..." Ji Lan was in a bit of a dilemma: "It's not him who made an appointment with you, he made an appointment with Xi Cheng." Seeing Chao Deng's blank face, the female agent said helplessly: "IMD Huaguo Branch has 18% of the shares in Xi family, Xi Cheng is the current person in charge of the Xi family, and he also invests in Canxing and other entertainment companies, you saw it at the last IMD annual meeting, offending Xi Cheng is equivalent to offending half of the entertainment industry."
"Okay," Chao Deng said with a playful smile, "offend him."
"A lamp!"
"I don't drink or sleep with you."
The most important thing is that what I want to do is not tall, rich and handsome, but emotional fragments, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
After finally leaving the office, the system's notification tone suddenly sounded.
[There are emotional fragments. ]
He has already taken the elevator down to the general hall on the first floor of IMD. There are many people coming and going here, mixed with many foreign faces. Reminding him, he walked towards a studio towards the light. He stopped, followed the open white door, and saw two...beautiful sisters who were taller than him.
Two tall models were touching up their makeup with the help of a makeup artist. The Asian female model facing him had waist-length hair, slightly flattened facial features, but a very good temperament, long legs and thin waist, and a height above 180. The other The one with the back to him is even taller, must have passed 190, with long, silky platinum hair hanging down the back, and a sickly pale skin.
Female! child! son!
attack! slightly! right! elephant!
My day! Deng Deng is gay!
Both of them wore extremely complicated hand-made haute couture gowns, with wide cuffs covering their arms, and harassed their companions incredulously towards the lamp.
[Who is the target of the raid? No, compared to this, I actually want to attack girls... ]
[Wait a minute, can't tell yet. ]
[Female! child! son! ]
[What's wrong? ]
[I'm a little happy, Sister Fairy,] Chaodeng is very shameless: [It's so novel. ]
[…]
The platinum-haired model who had turned her back to him suddenly turned her face away, frowning slightly. The model said something to the makeup artist, and wanted to pull her hair piece impatiently.
"Pro!"
Accompanied by the shouts, the photographer in the middle of the field hurried over. It was a handsome white man. Looking towards the lamp, he vaguely felt that the photographer looked familiar. He was speaking English eagerly, gesticulating with his hands, trying to say something, barely letting him go. The model stops
Where did you read it
He stared at the photographer, and after a while, he finally remembered that he had seen this face in the magazine of the female agent's office. The headline of that issue was this young photographer who had been highly praised by the fashion industry in recent years. Such a person, unexpectedly Be wary of a model...
"Who's there?"
A staff member noticed that he had been standing by the door. Hearing the shout, he hesitated for a moment towards the light and walked to the door. The platinum-haired model he had never seen turned his head, and a delicate face was reflected in his field of vision. The bridge of the nose Tall, with deep eye sockets, the platinum eyelash feathers of the same hair color half cover the reddish eyes, the tall dress just conceals the body line, the layered single clothes are simple in color, and the outermost tulle is all ethereal. The construction of the aura embroidery pattern makes the model reveal the strangeness and etherealness of the whole person.
[It is this,] the system affirmed: [Arrogance. ]
The Asian-looking female model on the side suddenly screamed, and after looking at him carefully, she said excitedly: "Are you Chaodeng?!"
"...Yes," he touched his nose as if he was a little embarrassed, and his eyes met the arrogant and strange pupils. He found that the Asian female model raised her eyebrows arrogantly when she spoke, obviously she could understand Chinese, and the thoughts in her mind After turning around a few times, Chao Deng's eyes gradually filled with excitement and anticipation: "Hello, Lin, I'm your big fan! I saw someone taking a picture just now... Sister, your real person is just like the photo, look good~"
[Hate is worth two stars. ]
[…]
why
why
Why Miss
[He is a man,] The system tried its best to maintain calm, but still couldn't hold back a hint of laughter: [The original owner of the emotional fragments is a man, and I told you at the beginning. ]
Chaodeng is like dying: [You didn't say just now...]
[I thought you were joking. ]
The voice with a warm smile made him swallow the swear words that he almost blurted out. Seeing that he was silent, the system suddenly added: [You're so stupid. ]
[… Screw you. ]
No more scolding, I won't be able to get on the house for three days.
In the frozen silence, the hearty laughter of the Asian female model was the first to break the calm.
"Hahahaha," she scratched her hair and tried to turn the tide: "Chaodeng likes to joke so much, hahahaha, can you sign me?" She elbowed the model next to her: "Xie Lin, you can also sign someone else's autograph." Well, it's rare for a handsome guy to like you?"
The model known as Xie Lin didn't respond. Seeing him like this, the female model could only withdraw her hand and shrugged. The young and handsome foreign photographer also smiled face-to-face a few times, and looked at the bewildered Dongfang with his blue eyes. The little beauty couldn't help but chuckle when she noticed that his face was slightly flushed, and she spoke in standard Chinese.
"Would you like to see us try on clothes, Lin's fan?"
[Love is worth two stars. ]
He did stay to watch the fitting. From the beginning to the end, Xie Lin didn't look in his direction again. At first, he saw the excited Asian female model Chaodeng and asked him to leave with him. Seeing that he agreed, the female model took off her makeup and two Sanbu packed up his things and ran over.
"Ask for an autograph~" She handed Chaodeng pen and a white T-shirt, seeing that he had written his name on it, the female model kissed the T-shirt excitedly, and the pink lip print was left just below the signature: "My name is Chi Xi Yao, is a supermodel of IMD, and has been working in the US headquarters before, I have liked you for three years, so happy to see a real person."
Bow to the lamp: "Happy~"
Walking past them was a tall and thin figure wearing a black T-shirt and black trousers, with platinum-blonde short hair covering his brows, and his pale red eyes changing into a magnificent color. Chi Xiyao waved his hand.
"Goodbye, Lin."
Xie Lin responded indifferently, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone and walked forward. He has long hands and feet, and his pale skin is different from ordinary people. Xie Lin looks like a vampire who lives by plundering human blood. See Chao Deng Looking at him all the time, Chi Xiyao laughed loudly: "That is the beautiful sister you mentioned just now, handsome or not?"
"Why is it called Xie Lin?" Chao Deng asked the doubts that had troubled him for a long time: "He is Caucasian..."
"Xie Lin's grandfather is Chinese, so he gave him a name," Chi Xiyao looked at Chaodeng's expression, smiled and continued: "He has albinism, isn't the color of his hair and pupils a bit scary? First I was taken aback when I saw him for the first time, but everyone in the industry thought it was beautiful."
"He often... dresses like this?"
"No," Chi Xiyao shook his head: "Do you know Jasper? It's the photographer who just took pictures for us. That's Xie Lin's own brother. I don't know how he used to force Xie Lin to wear women's clothes. I guess Lin brother is now Want to kill him."
"..."
Coincidentally, Deng Deng also wanted to kill... no.
In fact, you can also brush the hate value first and then the love value? Anyway, the hate value is already two stars, so maybe it will be faster...
"Don't make such a joke next time. Fortunately, Xie Lin doesn't hold grudges." Chi Xiyao saw that he was silent, brushed his ears and hair, and comforted him after thinking for a moment: "Well, I probably know your current situation..."
"Ok?"
The black-haired female model smiled and said, "Do you need me to introduce you to a job? It seems to be very suitable for you."