The Voice of Huaxia Dream is broadcast once a week, and what Fang Jing doesn't know is that with the broadcast of the first two episodes, he has become popular.

A Weibo account registered some time ago, now the number of fans has more than 100,000, thousands of messages below, and several music companies are looking for him in private messages.

At this moment, Fang Jing is playing table tennis with Zhao Lei, and he has moved to the dormitory for a few days, and the others are either practicing singing or dancing, and the rehearsal stage is simply not enough.

"Lao Zhao, is there something wrong between you and Yu Meng?"

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Lei paused, and the ball fell to the ground without receiving it. "What can I do with her?"

"No, I just don't think you talk much in the past two days, and she seems to be distracted. ”

"Well, she seems to be urging her to go back to class as soon as possible, so she's struggling.

At the moment of the competition, she can either give up her studies to concentrate on singing, or go back to class and give up here, she has no choice. ”

"What about you?" Fang Jing put the clap down and sat on the bench next to him, "I see that you don't practice singing, you either play basketball or sleep, and you don't want to participate in the game?"

The staff dormitory of Modu Satellite TV has comprehensive facilities, in addition to the basic sports facilities such as basketball courts and table tennis tables, there are also mini KTVs and billiard tables.

There are more wolves on the stage and less meat, and there are not enough points at all, and everyone is rushing to rehearse, and they all want to be more familiar with the stage before the game.

It's just that Zhao Lei doesn't fight or grab, Fang Jing hasn't seen him go there in the past two days, and he has a lot of fun every day, and he doesn't know that he thinks he is here to support the elderly.

"You don't know what kind of temper I have. Zhao Lei pouted, "I will get tired of staying in the same place for a long time, I am going to play for a few days and leave." ”

"It's hard to get here, so capricious?"

"What do you mean by being easy? It's easy, okay, forget it, don't talk about this, I wish you the championship in advance and complete your dream of stardom. ”

Looking at Zhao Lei's smile, Fang Jing always felt a little wrong, but he couldn't say it, although this guy doesn't like restraint, he is not a person who gives up halfway.

……

Modu, Dongpu, Jiangzhang High-tech Park, an office building, reading headquarters.

"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is crying. ”

"On the swing by the playground, only butterflies are perched on it;"

……

"I said Ziliang, can you turn off your broken music? Xianxia editor Changhe looked at the supernatural editor Ziliang with an unhappy expression.

"What is broken music, do you know how to appreciate it?" Ziliang crossed Erlang's legs, his eyes staring at the computer head and not replying.

"This is a song that has just come out, I heard the sound of Huaxia Dream last night, but I can't find it now, only the live version. ”

"Old lady, do you also watch the Voice of Huaxia Dream?" editor Zhu Sha happened to pass by, "I also watched it yesterday, you sang it from Fang Jing, right?"

"If your Mandarin is not standard, don't call it nonsense, okay?" Ziliang was helpless, "Do you think it's appropriate for me to call you an old pig?"

"Fang Jing?" Changhe was stunned, this name is a little familiar, it seems that someone in the group has said it in the past few days.

"What, do you know?" Ziliang asked with a smile as he lowered the voice of the computer.

"I know a fart, I'm so upset now, I finally found a new book that is expected to become a god, and all kinds of recommendations have been given, and this street is now out of breath for a few days.

Or don't say hello, and don't ask for leave to send messages and don't reply, do you think I'm angry?"

The basic salary of a web editor is very low, and most of the income comes mainly from the results of the authors under him, and the good grades of the authors are the higher their salaries.

So whenever I read a novel, I try my best to throw the best resources at hand into it.

"You're talking about Zhuxian, right?"

Ziliang smiled evilly, who in the editorial department doesn't know that Changhe has unearthed a divine book, which has been on the shelves for just half a month, and now the average order has exceeded 10,000.

Another great god is rising, it is estimated that this year's rookie king will fall into Xianxia, but I didn't expect it to be broken now.

"But it's not!" Changhe sighed, "It's okay if it's really broken, it's a big deal that I get less year-end bonuses, and if I am a eunuch, I can only drink the northwest wind."

In order to bet on this hit the street, I let him get on all the recommended positions that can be on, and I also applied if I can't get on.

The editor-in-chief of today's meeting didn't look at me right, and I was afraid that he would want to kill me if I went on like this. ”

Ziliang mourned for this old brother in his heart, and it was unlucky to have such an author, "Why don't you find a contract with Zhuxian and call the reserved phone number above to ask?"

"That's the only way to do it now. ”

Changhe got up and walked towards the signing department, spent half a pack of cigarettes and promised two meals, and finally saw the information of the author of Zhu Xian.

Title: Zhu Xian

Pseudonym: The first handsome man in the world

Real name: Fang Jing

ID number: ************8

Home address: Group 9, Huangling Village, Rongcheng, Guizhou Province

Phone:**********

"Fang Jing, this name is a little familiar?" Changhe squinted his eyes and thought carefully, by the way, who sang that song that Ziliang said just now? It should just be the same name, right?

"Changhe! Have you finished reading it, if you don't leave for a while, our team leader will come back and clean me up!"

Reading Point is a company with a market value of billions and millions of authors, which involves a lot of personal information, which is generally not allowed to be viewed privately.

It's just that Changhe is an old employee, he has been working for seven or eight years, and he knows many acquaintances, so he dares to drag people to investigate, and he has already been punished for other editors.

"Okay, okay, let's go," the phone snapped a picture. Changhe returned to the editorial office and immediately called over.

"Sorry, the phone you are calling is turned off, please call again later. ”

"!" Changhe felt the urge to smash his phone.

Ziliang smiled, "What, empty number?"

In order to hide the information, many authors make up nonsense except for the correct bank card, and the ID card may belong to which relative.

They were not surprised, and he once heard from a colleague in the signing department that he had seen a ten-digit phone number.

"It's not an empty number, it's turned off!By the way, how big is that Fang Jing you are talking about?" Changhe suddenly asked.

As soon as he said that, he felt crazy, "Forget it, you're busy." ”

Ziliang turned the pen in his hand and said casually: "Eighteen years old, his folk songs are very good, do you want to pass them on to you?"

"Eighteen?" Changhe's heart moved, and the author of Zhuxian seemed to be eighteen, "Where is he?"

"I know!" Cinnabar suddenly appeared behind him, startling him, "Fang Jing is from your province, my fellow countryman, and he was on Metamorphosis some time ago. ”

"Your province, Fang Jing, eighteen years old, can't it be such a coincidence, right?" Changhe's heart jumped, turned on the computer, and typed in Metamorphosis Fang Jing.

He didn't watch this show before, but for the sake of salary and year-end bonus, he still endured and clicked on it.

As soon as the picture turned, it was Huangling Village that was specially introduced at the beginning, looking at the baby with a little dark skin in Tiankan Mountain, Changhe pressed to pause.

clicked on the photo album on his mobile phone, and compared it with the ID photo of the author he had just taken, "!"

"I said that you are shocked and endless?" Ziliang, who was reviewing the book, was speechless.