After successfully leaving the airport lobby and getting in the car to pick him up, Qi Cong immediately grabbed the necklace around his neck and looked at Shen Jia: "Jiajia, why did you just put this on me in front of fans?"
Shen Jia didn't answer, and only glanced at Zhao Zhenxun secretly, with a cowardly expression on his face, but he didn't see the chicness when he put the necklace on Qi Cong just now.
Xiao Han and the others who were in the same car did not dare to speak, but they couldn't help but glanced at Qi Cong's neck gossip.
Zhao Zhenxun frowned and looked at Shen Jia. After watching for a long time, he didn't lose his temper. He turned his head to Qi Cong and replied for Shen Jia: "He is giving the fans a vaccination in advance, implying that you will debut in the future, so as to avoid waiting for you in the future. It really made my debut, and the fans were conflicted, thinking that you are now acting as Shen Jia's assistant to suck Shen Jia's blood. This necklace is a souvenir that Shen Jia got when she participated in the debut competition and won the championship. Know it and know what it stands for."
Qi Cong squeezed the necklace that seemed to be carrying Shen Jia's body temperature, and looked at Shen Jia again: "Jia Jia, you..."
"Actually, I've wanted to give this to you for a long time." Seeing that Zhao Zhenxun didn't lose his temper, Shen Jia died immediately, leaned over and put on Qi Cong's shoulder, smiling triumphantly, "You didn't come when I was in the game, You weren't there when I won the championship. I always feel very sorry, but now, my victory is half yours! Luck is half yours!"
Qi Cong clenched her hands again, looked at Shen Jia, and smiled, and said sincerely, "Thank you." Thank you for always being there.
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Perhaps it was due to Shen Jia's luck. When preparing for the rehearsal at the performance site in the afternoon, Qi Cong unexpectedly found that his "Chivalrous Bone" posted on the old site of Jiangtian.com had received a lot of readers, tourists, and even authors from the same site. The total amount of rewards has almost exceeded 10,000.
Not only that, but there is also a short message from the website lying in his inbox, reminding him that his old article data has reached the standard of signing Xinjiangtianwang without review, if he decides to sign the contract and successfully update the old article , the site will pay him a monetary reward and a promotional reward. The monetary rewards are divided into four categories: low, medium, high, and special according to the data standards at the end of the old articles. The promotion rewards are the same. All rewards will be distributed together after the article is completed and the data is verified.
Qi Cong looked at the standard and found that according to the current data of "Chivalry", as long as he can finish "Chivalry", he can get the highest reward.
Jiang Tianwang is very generous, and the bonus for the special reward is 100,000.
One hundred thousand, Qi Cong didn't care too much about this number in the past, but now, Qi Cong is very moved.
100,000 means that he can buy a better and more comfortable house for his parents right away, pay off a little debt to Shen Jia, buy a gift for Shen Jia... and buy a suitable one for Gu Xun thank you.
He rubbed the phone case, touched the necklace on his neck, lowered his head, and clicked the "Apply for a contract" button at the back of the station.
Almost immediately, a short reply came.
Qi Cong was stunned by this efficiency, and opened a new station.
Editing is like a knife: Update the three chapters first, and after the update is complete, give me a short reply, and I will open a signing channel for you in the background. Write well, don't be influenced by online speech, and look forward to your finished product.
Cold wind like a knife? Knife
Qi Cong remembered the knife brother in the chat log sent by Hui Nantian, first replied to the station short to say that he knew, then opened the browser, typed in the words "cold wind like knife river sky net", and clicked search.
An encyclopedia jumped out.
Leng Feng is like a knife, his real name is Leng Feng, the former author of the great god of Jiangtianwang, good at suspense and reasoning themes, his masterpieces "Dark Night", "Twelve Mysterious Cases", "The Reasoning Collection", etc., sealed the pen in 2013, transferred to editor, and is currently the editor-in-chief of Jiangtianwang. President of Jiangtianwang Screenwriters Guild.
Editor-in-Chief
Qi Cong was surprised and puzzled.
It stands to reason that someone who sits in the position of editor-in-chief should no longer be responsible for signing new people, right
He realized something, looked at Leng Feng's last words like a knife, and opened the Weibo software that he hadn't opened since the live broadcast ended yesterday.
After the software was opened, a lot of Aites, comments, likes, and follow messages were squeezed out together, and the page was jammed directly.
Qi Cong frowned, and after the page slowed down, she hurriedly turned off all the news reminders, then searched back to Nantian's Weibo, followed it first, and then forwarded it back to the Weibo posted by Nantian in the early morning, with two words: Thank you.
After doing this, he hesitated for a while, then searched out Gu Xun's Weibo and clicked Follow.
The prompt that the mutual relationship was successful popped up.
Qi Cong was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look and found that he was not mistaken. It was really a reminder of mutual relations, not a reminder of success. That is to say, Gu Xun had already followed him long before he paid attention to Gu Xun. he.
The originally calm lake of emotions suddenly rippled, and he couldn't help but think wildly.
When did Gu Xun pay attention to him, when was the live broadcast yesterday? It's definitely not today, Gu Xun hasn't replied to WeChat today.
"Brother Cong, it's time for Jiajia's rehearsal!" Xiao Han next to him suddenly pulled Qi Cong.
Qi Cong was confused for a while because of Xiao Han's name, and then hurriedly restrained his thoughts, locked the phone, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked at the stage.
Although it was just a rehearsal, the organizers turned on the lights and everything.
On the splendid stage, with a strong rhythm of music, Shen Jia, holding a silver custom microphone, was sent to the stage by the lifting platform surrounded by dancers. He was in a dance-ready posture, his head was slightly sideways, and the profile of his exposed face was perfect and beautiful.
The rhythm of the music suddenly changed, and Shen Jia, who had turned his head from stillness to movement, used a neat hand dance movement, raised the microphone to look at the camera placed in front of him, and officially started the performance.
Shen Jia usually speaks in a clear and vigorous voice, with a juvenile voice. When he sings, his voice will be lower and very powerful, like the first ray of sunshine penetrating a dark cloud, warm and open... There is a clean sense of power. In terms of dance, Shen Jia should have practiced hard, and every move is very neat and beautiful, no worse than the professional background dancers next to him.
The lively music, the powerful and beautiful singing, the dazzling dance... Qi Cong raised her head and looked at Shen Jia, who was focused by all the lights on the stage, without blinking her eyes.
Something is rolling gently in my heart.
The timid boy who followed him back then grew up proud and upright like a green bamboo in the time he had forgotten.
Really dazzling.
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After the two songs were sung, Shen Jia immediately put down the microphone, not wanting to wipe the sweat from dancing on his forehead, and immediately looked at Qi Cong under the stage with a little anticipation in his eyes, a little uneasy.
Qi Cong gave Shen Jia a thumbs up without hesitation and boasted, "Superb!"
Shen Jia laughed loudly, trotted to the edge of the stage, squatted to the edge of the stage regardless of his image, and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I just didn't play well, and I didn't raise my voice well before singing."
"Is that so? It sounds perfect to me. You said that, which makes me look forward to your stage tonight." Qi Cong said with a smile, took out a wet tissue and handed it to Shen Jia. Yu Guang noticed something and suddenly turned his head to the side. Look to the other side of the stage.
A girl with a staff sign put down her phone with a whimper, smiled awkwardly at Qi Cong, turned around and ran away.
Shen Jia also noticed it, wiped his face with a wet tissue and smashed his mouth, and said eccentrically: "I think we will have CP fans soon."
Qi Cong, a pseudo-old antique and a real nerd who has been out of touch with the times for three years, withdrew his gaze and asked in confusion, "What is a CP fan?"
"Uh... I just think our brothers have a good relationship and I envy our fans."
Zhao Zhenxun, who had been standing on the edge of the stage talking to a person who looked like a person in charge, suddenly turned his head and shouted to this side, beckoning Shen Jia and Qi Cong to go over.
Qi Cong wondered: "Let me go too?"
"Seems to be."
Shen Jia pulled Qi Cong off the stage, and the two walked to Zhao Zhenxun together.
Zhao Zhenxun first asked the two to say hello to the person in charge next to him, then looked at Qi Cong and said, "Go get a microphone, then stand in the center of the stage and sing a cappella song. You can sing anything, you can play freely, I think listen to your voice."
Qi Cong was stunned.
Shen Jiaze became visibly nervous, looked at Qi Cong and then at Zhao Zhenxun, and asked, "Are you listening here? Shouldn't you choose a quiet room—"
"There is a complete set of professional audio equipment here, which will amplify people's voices and make it easier to hear some details." Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong, "I also need to make sure that you have the ability to perform stably on the big stage. I only strive for When it's five minutes, you go as fast as you can, and if you miss the chance, it's gone."
Shen Jia knew that there was nothing to change, so she hurriedly looked at Qi Cong again.
Qi Cong glanced at the staff who were not too many up and down the stage, but not too few, looked at Zhao Zhenxun, nodded and replied, "I understand." As he spoke, he was ready to pick up the microphone.
Shen Jia hurriedly put his custom microphone into Qi Cong's hand. Obviously he didn't try the tone himself, but he seemed more nervous than Qi Cong, the party involved, and said repeatedly: "Use mine, use mine. Brother Cong, don't be nervous, Don't worry about singing, just listen to the timbre, it doesn't matter if you can't sing well—"
"It's better to work hard to sing a complete song. You can sing not beautifully, but your attitude must be beautiful." Zhao Zhenxun interrupted Shen Jia's words.
Qi Cong tightened the microphone with Shen Jia's body temperature in his hand, and suddenly smiled at Shen Jia: "Your victory is half my share."
Shen Jia was so nervous that she lost her mind, and replied stupidly, "Huh?"
Qi Cong patted Shen Jia's shoulder with a smile, clenched the microphone, turned and walked to the center of the stage to stand still, facing the audience, looking at the staff, Xiao Han and others who were attracted by the movement here, and they The group of empty seats that stretched far away behind him raised the microphone.
Qi Cong three years ago never knew what stage fright was, and Qi Cong three years later did the same.
Time has changed a lot of things, and it can't change a lot of things.
Qi Cong skillfully slowed down his breathing and adjusted his breath.
Although he has never sung solo in front of people or on the big stage, he has delivered speeches, participated in competitions, and debated on many big occasions.
Just singing to a bunch of empty seats, no problem.
And if this audition failed... He looked away, remembered the "Apply for a contract" button and the 100,000 yuan reward he clicked before, and opened his lips.
If it doesn't pass, then he should make other preparations earlier.
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