Yang Jun opened the door, and looked at the person outside the door in a daze. The person who came was not very delicate, but he gave people a very comfortable feeling. He was wearing a black suit, with a gentle smile on his face, and a smile on his nose. The gold-rimmed glasses made people feel extremely elegant, but what surprised Yang Jun most was not the man's temperament, but his identity.
He suddenly turned his head and saw Shan Yatong was leaning against the wine cabinet with his arms crossed and looking at him with a smile, as if it was interesting to see the surprise on his face.
"Hello, I'm Shan Yatong's new manager, Lu Fan, is Shan Yatong at home?" Lu Fan took out his business card and handed it over politely.
"Hello," Yang Jun tried his best to return to normal, but it was obviously not very successful. He took the business card in the other party's hand with trembling hands, and said sideways, "Please come in, Yatong is at home."
The first time Lu Fan saw the young man was familiar. The young man's eyes looked a bit like the person he had been with for 6 years. Thinking that such a newcomer would have his shadow.
"Please sit down," Shan Yatong made a gesture of invitation, "Ice water or a drink?"
Yang Jun didn't understand that Shan Yatong would appear so indifferent in front of this gold medal manager. He looked at the two people standing in our living room in astonishment. Could it be that Shan Yatong didn't know that the person in front of him was a gold medal manager
"I like tea, thank you." Lu Fan sat down on the sofa without taking his eyes off Shan Yatong, "There will be a press conference in the afternoon, please prepare."
Shan Yatong put tea that he brewed randomly in front of Lu Fan, and sat down on the single sofa on his left, "Arranged by the company?"
Lu Fan picked up the teacup and looked at the tea leaves floating on the water, "Otherwise, what do you think?"
Shan Yatong shrugged, turned her head to Yang Jun, who was still standing on the side stupidly, and said, "Go and help me find a black tie now, and don't come back within an hour."
Yang Jun nodded, turned around, went out, and woke up suddenly after closing the door. He had never seen Shan Yatong like this. As an artist, it was impossible not to know such a big-name manager. This man, but once Jing Anjue's manager, among the managers, is almost unsurpassed. Now he is the manager trainer of Tianguan Company, how could he be sent to be Shan Yatong's manager
Even if it is unspoken rules, it is impossible to get such a status. Could it be that there is really magical luck in this world
"He's your assistant?" Lu Fan glanced at the closed door and put down his teacup. "The videos on the Internet are very interesting."
"Are you interested?" Shan Yatong smiled and sat sideways, "I still have some here. If you are interested, I will show it to you."
Lu Fan was more curious about this artist than anything else. He didn't understand how a newcomer would think so much, and the average artist might already be very excited to see him. He seemed too ordinary. Even if it was a performance, he didn't think anyone could perform. Out of such a plain look.
Lu Fan smiled lightly, "You are very interesting, it seems that it does not match the rumors."
"You don't match the rumors," Shan Yatong lined his chin with one hand, and pointed the arm of the sofa elegantly with the other, "For example, it is rumored that you are Jing Anjue's manager, but you seem to be just him. Assistant, after all, you are called an agent on the surface, and you have not done what an agent should do at all."
Lu Fan's face turned pale, "How do you know?" Many things about Jing Anjue are decided by him, and what he does is almost the same as that of an assistant, but this kind of thing, except for the top management of Tianguan, only That person knew it himself, how could the little artist in front of him know
Shan Yatong raised her eyebrows when she saw Lu Fan's face change, "I don't know much, but there is no one in the world who knows Jing Anjue better than me."
"Why?" Lu Fan stood up, holding Shan Yatong's shoulder excitedly, "Why do you know so much?"
Shan Yatong frowned slightly. This man seemed to be a very calm and elegant person before, but has he changed so much in just four years
"I say it casually, and you also believe it?" He pushed Lu Fan away from holding the hand on his shoulder, stood up and said, "You are my manager, you are just arranging my work, not to understand my inner world."
He looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's getting late now, I'm going to my room to make preparations." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Lu Fan, "As for the matter of dealing with reporters, I know how to solve it myself. All it takes is a recovery.”
Lu Fan sat on the sofa with a pale face. That man had been dead for four years, four years.
It turned out that it has been so long, and in the past four years, he has never met anyone who is more suitable to be an artist than a man. He often wonders, if that man is still alive, what kind of status would he be in now
The man's means are beyond the reach of many people. The man said that he doesn't like the entertainment industry, but he likes to fight with people in the entertainment industry. This is the joy of his life. On the day the man dies, maybe, no one will be as sad as him, The artist he cared for with all his strength, the Uranus superstar, fell like that, dimmed, leaving no shadow behind.
Later, he won countless first-line stars, but no one can surpass that man. He has hoped to become resigned and accept it slowly.
However, he looked at the closed door, maybe, this person could do it, because he believed in his eyes, this young man had the same essence as that man, and he wanted to win another superstar, but he was unwilling in his heart.
Shan Yatong didn't know where to remember such a sentence, men who love to wear white clothes are still immature in their hearts, but he understands better that women always like to see beautiful boys wearing white clothes, that way , more in line with the image of Prince Charming in their hearts, although perhaps this prince is just a false image.
The fine and soft hair sticking to the ear makes people feel like a melancholy prince. White shirt, white suit, black bow tie, the elegant and affectionate prince, isn't that what he looks like
When Yang Jun came back with a bow tie, the two in the living room were smiling and talking about something. The atmosphere was so good that one could almost think that the two were friends for many years.
"Did you buy something back?" Shan Yatong smiled, "I found a suitable bow tie, let's put the bow tie you bought first."
Yang Jun didn't take it seriously, he already knew that Shan Yatong didn't want to buy a tie for himself, it seems that the two must have discussed something "shameful".
Putting the tie in the closet, as soon as he went out, he heard Shan Yatong's flat tone from the living room, "Small tricks like Yuan Wen won't survive in this circle."
With a tremor in his heart, Yang Jun did not expect that Shan Yatong, who was suppressed so severely by Yuan Wen in the past, would say such a thing. Or, Shan Yatong has always had this idea in his heart
"But he is more popular than you," Lu Fan said without hesitation about this practical problem, but he was just stating, not contemptuous.
Yang Jun walked out of the room, just in time to see Shan Yatong's face, he didn't seem to be angry because of Lu Fan's words, and there was still a calm smile on his face.
The more he got along with this person, the more he felt that he couldn't see through this person.
At the press conference, there were already many media present. They were very curious about why Tianguan Company chose to protect a small artist under its banner.
What is so special about this Shan Yatong
Thinking of news to dig out, the reporters all wished that the protagonist of this press conference would arrive early.
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the protagonist who the reporter had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived. Before entering the venue, there was already an uproar, because they saw that the person walking with Shan Yatong turned out to be the golden agent Lu Fan.
The reporters have become crazy, the flashing lights have been flashing non-stop, but to their disappointment, the person concerned did not show the slightest embarrassment because of the public opinion, and his face was full of calm.
When the protagonist sat down, several staff members sent by the company sat down in their seats.
"About today's press conference, the main purpose is to tell everyone that our company has signed Ya Tong, and we still need to take good care of you. As for any questions, you can ask as much as possible. This is a good time to wait." Lu Fan A few words made clear the company's position, and at the same time positively responded to the rumors about Shan Yatong's contract transfer.
When the media saw this situation, they immediately understood, and some people began to ask. The questions at the beginning were very mild, just about the signing of the contract. Later, they gradually mentioned the negative news.
"Ya Tong, Yuan Wen said that you are vulgar, uneducated, and fought in an orphanage. What do you say about this matter?" A TV reporter asked what many reporters wanted to ask.
The boy in white looked at the questioning reporter with a pale face, the sadness in his eyes made the questioning reporter slightly taken aback.
"I admit what he said," the boy lowered his head, and after saying this, the room was in an uproar.
"But, I don't think there is anything wrong with me," the boy raised his head, "When I was thrown by my parents at the gate of the orphanage, it was not up to me to decide. When I was bullied, I couldn't be beaten all the time. What do you know? Is it an orphan?"
The boy's voice trembled slightly, "Orphans are just that. When you are tired of playing with dolls and game consoles, they are still hungry. When you are afraid of injections, maybe we are sick but have no medicine to eat. Do you know how many orphans there are every year? Did you die of illness? You don’t even know…”
The scene became quiet, and one of the reporters stood up and said, "I believe you, Ya Tong, once, I also came out of the orphanage, that place..." The reporter's eyes were red, he was choked up and couldn't speak, obviously remembering the past Those painful memories.
"Then, Ya Tong, what is your relationship with King Xiao and Yan Qian? How do you explain your homosexuality?" A reporter suddenly stood up and asked.
Shan Yatong saw clearly the name tag on his body, a reporter from "New Entertainment Weekly".
"I'm not gay," Shan Yatong looked at the reporter. "Here, I hope everyone misunderstands my relationship with the two seniors in the entertainment industry. There is no other relationship between us."
"So, how do you explain this photo?" The reporter took out a magazine, and on it was a blurry photo of a man and a man kissing.
"What else can you see in this photo besides being an accident?" Shan Yatong paused, "What's more, no matter who the two people in the photo are, what's wrong with a man falling in love with a man? It's wrong to love each other Or is it that in this era of equal love, New Entertainment Weekly actually looks down on homosexuality?" Shan Yatong scolded, "Is it just a disgrace in the eyes of those people who struggle for love in this world?"
Lu Fan heard the meaning of Shan Yatong's words. He only accused the magazine with a low status in the magazine industry, and then criticized this newspaper for discriminating against homosexuality. Then no other newspaper would dare to admit that he had this idea. Then, the only The way to do it is to skip this question.
Is it easy to avoid the serious
Sure enough, it is a beautiful method.