The quid pro quo I promised before was tempting after all, and Li Mo did his best in threading the needle, although I still drank a lot of wine, but I finally won this connection.

Bai Jinyan is looking forward to Zhou Zhenan's works, of course, I also paid enough money, everyone has to live, no one is an artist who abandons everything, when a consensus is reached on this point, cooperation is easy to discuss.

As the return and debut of Zhou Zhenan, this album is of great significance, and we don't mind paying more production costs, as long as we can achieve the effect we want.

After sending the two teachers away, Li Mo was also ready to leave with Si Qian. Before parting, she looked at me with complicated eyes, probably because I helped her pregnant block all the bars: "Jiang Ji, you really work hard." ”

"People are young, they can't fight if they don't fight. I resisted the groggy drowsiness and struggled to keep my nerves awake and polite.

She was silent for a while, as if it was a long time, and then it seemed like it was just a moment, and then she nodded, and boarded the nanny car with Si Gan.

"Do you think she looks familiar?" she asked Si Gan, and added, "No, you haven't seen her either." ”

"Who?, Miss Jiang Ji?" Si Qian was confused.

"She looks a bit like a girl who used to be by Zhou Zhenan's side. It was too long ago, Li Mo almost forgot that there was such a number one person, she tried to think about it, but there was only a silent figure in her memory. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was not the case, and shook my head to put this thought behind me.

"Zhou Zhenan? Why don't I know. Si Qian was still struggling.

"No, it's fine. Li Mo was tired, so he closed his eyes. "Si Qian, don't you want to film? Today, Jiang Ji asked me to pull this connection, and the price is to help you take over a good show. ”

"Really?" Si Qian thought for a moment.

The car sped through the night.

I went back to a man's house and lost all my strength as soon as the door closed. I want to sleep in a daze, in the past six years, I don't know how many times similar things have happened, it's nothing.

Four days later, I drove to the airport to welcome the two young masters back to City B. It's the first time I've picked up the airport, and in the past, I used to send assistants directly to do this kind of trivial work, and I also knew that as a well-educated agent, I should politely separate fans and help Zhou Zhenan pick up the letter, wearing sunglasses without smiling, quiet and reliable. But my heart was not obedient.

I'm standing in the middle of a group of fans, I'm the new agent, and I've rarely appeared in front of the public with artists before, so the excited fans didn't find out that I existed.

It seemed like it was a long time before they slowly appeared in my sight. Compared with Gu Liang, who is 1.8 meters tall, Zhou Zhenan looks small, but I don't know why, I can only see him in my eyes. Maybe he didn't eat breakfast, and his already fair face added a little more plain.

I hurried to catch up. Fans also rushed up, and amid the shouts and screams one after another, Gu Liang lowered his eyebrows and whispered like a little daughter-in-law: "Boss, I'm sorry, I picked up Brother Nan late, he didn't eat breakfast, and now his stomach hurts." ”

I didn't have time to lecture him: "I'll carry my luggage, you go buy him something light, quick." Reaching out and taking the luggage, Gu Liang ran away, if it weren't for worrying about Zhou Zhenan's stomach, I really wanted to laugh at his clumsiness.

"Anan, let's go sit down for a while. I told him, and he walked after me. Xu is noisy around, his face is even paler, but he still talks softly to fans with a smile.

"Don't shout, be quiet in public," he said, putting his finger to his mouth, patting his chest again, and smiling sweetly, "Don't worry, I hear you." ”

Fans wanted to tell Zhou Zhenan what they wanted, and they talked nonsense, and even handed him the gift letters in their hands.

"We only accept letters, thank you!" I hurried to stop and handed him the stomach medicine that I had just turned out, and since I saw his medicine box, I bought the same copy and kept it on my body.

Now the fans finally noticed me, "It's not Li Moe." "A new assistant?" "So young." "This aura doesn't look like an assistant. "Have you changed your agent?" Zhou Zhenan finally had a gap between drinking water and taking medicine.

"Yes, I'm Zhou Zhenan's new agent. I smiled professionally and created some opportunities for Zhou Zhenan to rest.

But the fans were in an uproar when they saw Zhou Zhenan holding the pills: "What's wrong with my brother?

"No, just vitamins. Zhou Zhenan smiled easily, and was in the mood to joke with fans, "Eat more vitamins and stay young." The fans were happy again and devoted themselves to taking pictures and stacking gifts. I had to emphasize over and over again: "We only receive letters, thank you! We only receive letters, thank you for your cooperation." ”

Gu Liang finally ran back in a hurry, the tall horse of one meter eight was obviously different, and the scene was a little more stable.

"It's not good to stay here longer, let's go, Anan can only eat on the way. "I have letters in my arms, Zhou Zhenan is holding his breakfast, and his hands are full of fan letters, Gu Liang is the worst, pushing the luggage of two people, and trying his best to block the fans.

Finally got into the car, Zhou Zhenan also opened the window and shouted to the fans: "Thank you, go back quickly, pay attention to safety! Go back quickly! It's hard!" It seems that he is a fan who came to pick up the airport.

I threw the car keys to Gu Liang and sat next to Zhou Zhenan.

"Okay, it's okay, it's time to drive, close the window and eat. "I glared at Zhou Zhenan," Gu Liang drove. ”

When the car started, Zhou Zhenan was still waving his hand, and when he drove away, he collapsed on the seat like a deflated balloon, his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and he still had half an active appearance.

"Let's eat. I couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Oh, by the way, I'm going to tweet too. He straightened up again, with a look of vitality. Every time he meets with fans, he will almost post a Weibo, thanking fans and reminding them to pay attention to safety and go home early. It's almost a gentle tacit understanding between him and his fans.

I couldn't help but scold him: "You can only post on Weibo after eating." So he returned to his weak state, and obediently bowed his head and drank porridge. I looked at his docile and weak appearance, and regretted that I had been too fierce with him.

Something went down, and his face finally became more ruddy, and he had a naughty confidence: "This porridge is unpalatable." ”

"Young Master, what other delicacies do you expect from the airport?" Gu Liang said angrily.

"It's not that you're late to pick me up," Zhou Zhenan seemed to be really relieved, and he was still in the mood to mess around.

Gu Liang turned his head to look at me, his two thick eyebrows hung upside down, looking like a frustrated golden retriever: "Boss, Brother Nan refuses to get up at all." ”

Of course, I know the twists and turns, but Zhou Zhenan is sick, but I still can't bear to let us worry, making such a look, I really can't bear to brush his mind: "Okay, forget it if it's not delicious, go back and buy it again." What do you want to eat?"

"Hot pot!" he replied cheerfully, I looked at his still sickly face, and the hand that was about to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead with a tissue also paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally: "Clear soup?"

He said incredulously, "You don't have a soul!" and the three of them laughed. I felt that something was between me and Zhou Zhenan, slowly fading.

"I just came back from my hometown and have to eat hot pot again," I said angrily, "Okay, I'm going to shoot V magazine the day after tomorrow, and it's a little safe for these two days." After the filming of the V issue, your stomach will also be better, and I will invite you to eat. ”

"It's obviously good, you don't need to raise it......" He was glared at by me, and his voice gradually lowered, but why, I seemed to see the corners of his mouth slightly raised.