Li Yao was jumping and shouting excitedly with the human women around her, holding up a big placard in her hand, staring at the stage with her two eyes, and not seeing the flames flying towards her.

"Li Yao, go home and cook for me immediately!" Yan'er shouted angrily.

"Wu Yifan, don't go, Wu Yifan, we love you......" As soon as the man on the stage finished singing a song, Li Yao and the group of girls burst into cheers again, and they also waved the placard to push Yan'er away.

"Li Yao, Li Yao, go home and cook......" Yan Er's anger was like thunder, but he couldn't stop Li Yao, he could only watch her and others rush onto the stage like a tide.

"Wu Yifan, Wu Yifan, Wu Yifan......" The whole park was full of such shouts, and there were more girls coming from all directions, which was really amazing.

Looking at the girls who were shouting at the top of their voices, even Yan'er felt timid, and didn't dare to slap them to the ground with her wings as usual.

"Li Yao, go back and cook! Go home and cook for me immediately, Li Yao ......"

"Wu Yifan, sing one more song, Wu Yifan, smile, Wu Yifan, I love you......"

No matter how hard Yan'er tried, its voice was always louder than this group of crazy human women, it reluctantly gave up Li Yao, and looked up at the sacred person who was standing on the makeshift stage to perform, fortunately it flew in the air, so that it could see the man at a glance in the crowd.

This man named Wu Yifan, who looked to be in his early twenties, was dressed in an inconspicuous denim dress similar to Jin Ying, and was sitting casually on the steps of the stage, with a cold expression, singing with a microphone without a smile, and not looking at the girls in the audience who were shouting for him wildly.

Yan'er flew to his side, looked east and west, the more it looked, the more angry it became, and kicked on his head in annoyance: "Dead Luo Luo Bird, you dare to delay Li Yao to go home and cook for me, it seems that you are tired of living!"

Wu Yifan fell off the stage unexpectedly. Yan'er still didn't understand her hatred, and wanted to catch up and kick him again, but she saw that the girls let out an earth-shattering cheer, and pounced on Wu Yifan, who had not yet gotten up on the ground, and soon drowned him.

Yan'er grinned and shrunk her neck, sticking out her tongue, looking at this formation, that guy should be dead, right? I knew that this was the case, I might as well eat him.

"Yan'er ......," Li Yao's eerie voice suddenly came from behind it.

"Li Yao, you have finally come back to your soul, hurry up and go home and cook for me!" Yan'er commanded arrogantly. Really, don't you just have a meal, it's so annoying.

"Yan'er! You dare to beat our Wu Yifan! Today is either you die or I live!" Standing behind Yan'er was not just Li Yao, but more than twenty female monsters of the same age as Li Yao, several of whom Yan'er also knew, and now they were all gearing up and gritting their teeth to surround it.

Yan'er wasn't afraid of them, but this momentum was so strange that it couldn't help but retreat a meter away: "What do you want to do?"

"Hmph, we will never let go of those who hurt Wu Yifan. ”

"Yes, we fought with you!"

"Hmph, Yan'er, from now on, you're going to eat green vegetables within a month!"

Seeing these female monsters who usually can't hide from it surround him, Yan'er couldn't help but cringe under their angry eyes, and didn't even have the idea of eating them all.

"Hotaru, they...... Threaten me!" it screamed angrily, and with a flaming flaming wing, the entire stage collapsed, and the banshees were crushed underneath.

Yan'er hooked Li Yao's collar with her paws, and flew towards Jin Ying with her, shouting aggrievedly and crying: "Firefly, I was bullied by them...... How dare they scare me!"

As soon as Li Yao saw Jin Ying, she immediately sobered up, and casually threw the big sign that read 'Wu Yifan, my favorite person' face down to the ground, and laughed embarrassedly.

She hurriedly hugged Yan'er and coaxed: "Okay Yan'er, let's have a sumptuous full set of monster feasts today, okay? I'll read you your favorite storybook after eating, okay?"

"Really?" Flame squinted at her.

"Really, really! It's not good for me to forget to cook! I promise never again!" Li Yao raised her hand and swore.

Yan'er smacked her lips and thought for a while: "Okay, I've always been open-minded, but you're going to tell me three accident books." ”

"Good, good, ten books will do. Li Yao stroked its feathers and immediately agreed, she really responded to her requests, and her attitude of admitting her mistakes was very good.

Wu Yifan collapsed on the scarlet sofa, panting with his mouth open. His coat had been stripped of him, the ornaments around his neck, the watches and bracelets on his wrists, the belts around his waist, the leather shoes on his feet, and even his socks had all been looted.

All the places on his body were blue, purple, and red as long as he could see, and there were marks of being hit, touched, pulled, scratched, and even trampled, and his face was covered with bright red lip prints, and he looked even more embarrassed than when he had just finished the battle.

He grabbed a towel and wiped the lip prints off his face in a huff, and several assistants surrounded him, scrambling to wipe it for him.

His agent Wang Jinghua also looked very embarrassed, a piece of his glasses was missing, the corner of his mouth was blue, and his forehead was bruised, he paced around with his hands behind his back, complaining:

"Wu Yifan, what do you say you did, how did you get off the stage while singing? Are you lip-syncing and not really singing, as for being so engrossed! Now even the stage has collapsed, and the park has been clamoring for us to compensate them for their losses, but fortunately no fans were injured, otherwise...... Are you listening to me?"

"Hmph. Wu Yifan sneered.

He couldn't tell Wang Jinghua that he didn't fall off by himself at all, but was kicked by some monster, right? What's more, he was about to fall asleep when he was pretending to sing "fake", and he didn't see anyone kicking him at all.

"A good face is like this now, and there will be a press conference tomorrow, what should I do now?" Wang Jinghua looked at Wu Yifan's face and sighed.

Wu Yifan was even more angry, he drove away those who took care of him, wiped his face with a towel, and the lipstick color on his face was even more colorful, he said angrily:

"Can you stop mentioning my face! Also, you can't always ask me to make some idol dramas, what kind of product endorsements, I'm a singer, can you make me sing in a solid way? What did I sign with you for? I want to use my talent in music, not to be a little white-faced idol!"

"Talent, or musical talent?" Wang Jinghua looked up at him, "Do you have such a thing?"

"Why didn't I?"

Wang Jinghua unceremoniously poured cold water on him: "My big brother Wu, I can't listen to those songs you sing for a minute without processing, so don't you use them to poison those flowers of the motherland, okay?

The director wants you to make a cameo in a new film that starts filming next week. With your current popularity, if the audience responds well, we can develop to the big screen, and don't think about singing. ”

Wu Yifan sighed and looked at the staff in the room pitifully: "Is the song I sing really that bad?"

They all nodded in unison, although they didn't want to hurt his self-esteem, since singing was such an unrealistic dream for him, it was better to throw it away as soon as possible, so as not to waste his precious life, and to help him sober up was also to do his friendship.

Wu Yifan grabbed his coat and dragged his heavy steps out, although he was hit hard, Wang Jinghua continued to instruct behind: "Don't forget to shoot an advertisement at half past three tomorrow afternoon, you must come back before noon." ”

Wu Yifan didn't even have the strength to agree, and pushed the door listlessly and walked out.

Wang Jinghua shook his head with a wry smile in the back. Wu Yifan often runs out by himself, and sometimes he doesn't see anyone for a few days when he is idle at work, and no one in the company knows where he went.

But Wu Yifan is different from some artists in this circle, he never messes around, nor does he use his fame and appearance to do dirty things, the most important thing is that he seems to have the ability to put on his makeup very well, and there has never been an incident where he was caught on the street by those fans or secretly photographed by reporters, so Wang Jinghua is very happy that he doesn't have to worry about him, but can be busy with other work.

"Alas, tired, being a big star is a lot of trouble...... Wang Jinghua muttered to himself, while still energetically arranging tomorrow's work and dealing with today's aftermath.

For him, being able to "excavate" Wu Yifan is like picking up a rare treasure, not to mention that Wu Yifan is not only a star who can make him a first-class agent, but also a friend who is worth making.

Wu Yifan really deserves to be an idol star, he is 1.88 meters tall, his appearance is very handsome, and his temperament is first-class, especially standing in front of the flash and camera, his every move is simply a natural star. And Wu Yifan has a smart brain, no matter how difficult the script is, he can always remember it after reading it once.

Although his current acting skills are still too immature, and his overly outstanding appearance is called an idol by the audience, according to the actors and directors he has worked with, he will one day become a superstar.

In addition, Wu Yifan is also versatile, he can be multilingual, more than a dozen classical and modern musical instruments, riding a horse to play ball, going up and down the mountain and going down to the sea, fist in the south and legs in the north, and even he can drive an airplane, and when performing martial arts films, he can even omit a stand-in.

Wu Yifan is also known for his good temper, from directors and stars to ordinary workers, no one can raise any objections to him, and his popularity is a mess.

He is also very generous with money, and never minds giving more profits to Wang Jinghua and the staff around him, no matter from that point of view, working with him is a very pleasant thing.

If he didn't have such a "persistent" pursuit of music, Wu Yifan could almost be said to be a perfect person.

Wang Jinghua had no choice but to sigh in his heart, let a person with incomplete five notes have such a dream of singing, can it be regarded as fate playing tricks on people? Although Wu Yifan's music is not brilliant, at least it is still presentable, the songs he sings can even have the effect of making the deaf cover their ears and escape.

Wu Yifan's live performances are all lip-synching, but he is rarely criticized in this regard, who can lip-sync go out of tune? So the people who are out of tune on stage are all because of poor singing skills, not fake singing, so he is frequently accused of poor singing skills, but he doesn't know that it is already in the recording studio, and it has been processed many times.

Wang Jinghua secretly sighed in his heart, maybe Wu Yifan himself didn't understand, but he couldn't become a singer anyway.