Fang Xiaole walked out of the apple table and slowly paced on the side of the street.

His heart is actually not as calm as it seems, and going to 40 o'clock last week is an opportunity and an adventure.

If he is just an ordinary person who has no pursuits, and can become the deputy chief planner of a popular variety show in a short period of time, then life will already be satisfied.

Just stabilize it like this, slowly boil up the qualifications, and after a few years or more than ten years, you will naturally be able to reach the level of chief planner, and if you are lucky, you may be able to climb to the position of director.

But that's too slow.

By the time he got to what seemed like a good position, she might have reached a height that was beyond his reach.

Fang Xiaole felt that he didn't have time to wait any longer.

He had to go up as fast as he could, otherwise, the difference in status would slowly smooth out the throbbing caused by that night's chance encounter, until the two of them became two parallel lines that would never intersect again.

Fang Xiaole's experience as a human being in two lives has made him accustomed to judging everything with the most realistic attitude.

There used to be a line from a movie on Earth - it's never people who change things, it's things that change people.

Fang Xiaole didn't want to let himself and Lin Yao become people who were changed by things.

Only by working hard can we not be left farther and farther away.

Thinking of Lin Yao, Fang Xiaole hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"Planning Fang, Sister Yao asked you, have you watched the video clip of her recording songs on Weibo?"

More than an hour ago, Lin Yao sent a message to herself through Fangfang that was still lying in the chat history of WeChat.

"I'm sorry, Assistant Liu, please tell Lin Yao that there was something in the station just now, so I didn't have time to reply to the message, have you eaten?"

After Fang Xiaole finished sending the message, he walked to the bus stop, and after waiting for a while, a No. 303 bus heading to Lao Cai entered the station, Fang Xiaole got on the bus and sat on the seat.

At this time, Fangfang's news came.

"We've already finished eating, Sister Yao asked if you have eaten so late?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile, and his mind automatically made up the way Lin Yao forced Fang Fang to send a message angrily.

"I went to eat at a noodle restaurant near Lao Cai, where the beef noodles were good. The new album is going to be released the day after tomorrow, are you nervous?"

The other side quickly replied: "Sister Yao said that she was a little nervous, because if the new album did not do well, she would not be able to make money." ”

Fang Xiaole laughed again, he didn't expect a girl with Lin Yao's temperament to be a money fan.

"Don't be nervous, I think the new album is going to be a big hit, and I'll invite you to dinner to celebrate. ”

"Sister Yao said okay, don't be fooled when the time comes. ”

Fang Xiaole was about to reply, but Fangfang's message came again: "Sister Yao asked you, have you found a suitable house?"

Fang Xiaole replied: "Not yet, I've been busy lately, I don't have time to look for it, I'll take a look next month." ”

This time, the other side did not reply immediately, and it was not until the bus arrived at the station, Fang Xiaole got off the bus, and when he sat down at the noodle restaurant, Fang Fang sent a message again:

"Now it's me, Fangfang. Sister Yao is a little tired today, just now Sister Yan asked her to go to bed early, Sister Yao asked me to help her tell you good night. ”

"Your spicy beef noodles are here. At this time, the waiter brought Fang Xiaole's noodles.

"Thank you. Fang Xiaole thanked him, lowered his head and typed on his mobile phone to reply:

"Okay, please tell Lin Yao tomorrow morning, I watched the video on Weibo...... It's beautiful, it's beautiful. ”

Hilton, in the living room of the suite.

Lin Yao had already slept, Mo Yan was on the phone on the other side of the living room, and Fang Fang was sitting on the sofa.

The sofa in the senior suite was very large, soft and comfortable, but at this moment, Fangfang was sitting on pins and needles, like a fish in her throat, and she was unable to hold up by the last message sent by Fang Xiaole just now.

She was speechless and choked, I was just a tool man, why should I be asked to bear the sour smell that I shouldn't have at my age?

"Fangfang. Mo Yan called her suddenly.

"Huh, what's the matter, Sister Yan?" Fang Fang hurriedly agreed and put her phone in her pocket.

"You talk to the administrator of Lin Yao's fan base, so that her fans don't conflict with black fans on the Internet, so as not to leave a bad impression on passers-by that Lin Yao loves to tear up, and let them promote Lin Yao's new album peacefully. ”

Mo Yan commanded.

"Okay, Sister Yan. ”

In addition to taking care of Lin Yao, Fangfang usually has to take care of part of the fan base management, she went to several large groups to talk to the administrator according to Mo Yan's instructions.

At this time, Fangfang heard Mo Yan talking to the editor-in-chief of several familiar entertainment media on the phone, to the effect that they would help promote Lin Yao's new album more.

Fang Fang remembered that Lin Yao had just said to Fang Xiaole that she was a little nervous, and at this time, Fang Fang suddenly felt this nervousness.

After Mo Yan finished calling, Fangfang couldn't help but ask, "Sister Yan, do you think Sister Yao's new album can be successful?"

Mo Yan glanced at Fangfang, took out a lady's cigarette from his bag, lit it, put it in his mouth and took a puff.

Only then did he say lightly: "Whether it is successful or not, we have the final say, we just need to do everything we can." ”

Mo Yan hasn't smoked in a long time.

"Sister Yan, are you nervous too?" Fang Fang asked in a low voice.

Mo Yan opened his mouth slightly, spit out a cloud of smoke, and covered his expression:

"I have confidence in Lin Yao, what about you?"

Fang Fang hurriedly puffed up her chest and patted it hard: "I also have confidence in Sister Yao!"

"Hmm. Mo Yan nodded, looked sideways at the bedroom, and said softly:

"Let's wait for the day after tomorrow album to be released......"

Kyoto, in a high-end apartment.

Huang Yin was also very nervous, she looked at Chen Zhi who was sitting calmly on the sofa and asked:

"Didn't I tell you to buy another wave of trolls? Why hasn't there been any response on the Internet?"

Chen Zhi had a laptop on his lap, and he replied while operating the computer:

"I didn't go to the trolls again, there was no need. ”

"Why is it not necessary? Lin Yao's new album will be released the day after tomorrow, and now her new album is being discussed on the Internet, and my popularity is almost gone!"

Huang Yin couldn't help but complain to her agent.

Chen Zhi was still operating the computer, and still didn't look up at her, but said calmly:

"Since Lin Yao's new album is about to be released, it's useless to look for a water army, public opinion is just an auxiliary, and the singer is still a work after all, don't you have confidence in your songs?"

"Joke!" Huang Yin sneered: "All three songs in my album have entered the top 30 of the new song chart, I don't believe that the overall quality of her album can be higher than mine!"

"You just have to have faith, and by the way, I find one person who deserves our attention. ”

Chen Zhi flipped the laptop over, and the screen was facing Huang Yin, on which was the information of a man named "Fang Xiaole".