The clock ticked between day and night on the 25th, and there were twenty-four hours left before the first concert began.

Early in the morning, waking up from the bed, Shen Yiran, as usual, washed up and went to the breakfast shop downstairs, a bowl of wontons, a cup of soy milk, a drawer of small cages, for a person who does not like changes, even what to eat for breakfast has become a habit.

After eating, when I returned home, Xu Lingyi was boiling corn in the kitchen with a mask, and sometimes Shen Yiran didn't understand some of the girls' thoughts, such as how much they weighed, they would always say the word weight loss in their mouths.

However, he still admires this, after all, if he is allowed to eat only one or half a sweet corn for breakfast every morning, within a week, the psychiatric department of the Fourth People's Hospital of Xuanzhou City will definitely have one more patient.

The sweet corn bought in the supermarket is boiled for ten minutes and then simmered for about five minutes before it can be eaten, during this time, Xu Lingyi just finished the maintenance of her face, took off the mask, went to the bathroom to rinse off the residual nutrient solution on her face with water, and patted the toner and walked out.

Maybe it was the care that had just been done, but after Xu Lingyi approached, looking at his girlfriend's blown-up skin, Shen Yiran forcibly resisted the urge to poke it with his hand.

"Is there anything else I need to arrange for tomorrow's concert?"

didn't notice the strange thoughts in her boyfriend's heart, sitting on the sofa in the living room, Xu Lingyi whispered a question.

In recent days, for the performance, Shen Yiran and the air swing band did the final rehearsal, although it is not supported by lighting and choreography like the concert, but this kind of closed theater and high-fidelity stereo surround speakers, the effect is completely different, and the immersive music experience can not be fully felt in any way except the scene.

"Basically, there are no other things, administrative approval, ticket sales and security issues, the theater has already helped me prepare, the media have almost met before, and now there are a few bigwigs who want to sponsor the concert, and I am thinking about how to help them do some publicity. ”

"Sponsorship?"

Hearing these words, Xu Lingyi asked with some confusion:

"Didn't we receive any sponsorship from any company for our concert?

Before he finished speaking, he heard Shen Yiran give an explanation with a smile:

"That's right, I didn't accept the sponsorship that gave us money, but some bigwigs not only didn't give money, but also terrible, if I didn't help them do publicity, then I guess I won't have peace in the future!"

While speaking, Shen Yiran took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the light chat, and clicked on a green voice message:

"Lao Shen, I registered an account in the Liuli community, and now there are more than 50 fans, and they are all zombie fans, it's not that I can't go to your concert, so what, the ticket fee should be regarded as my sponsorship of you, you help me promote this account at the concert, get a few more fans, and I will fool those foreign girls after I go abroad!"

Just listening to the voice, Xu Lingyi couldn't help laughing, because it was none other than Zhang Yaobang, who was about to go abroad for further study.

"Alas, this is still good, Lingyi, you listen to this again!"

Seeing that his girlfriend smiled without conscience, Shen Yiran shook his head, sighed a little helplessly, and then clicked on a voice again:

"Son, the number of listeners of my program seems to have dropped a bit recently, aren't you about to start a concert with the theme of love? Look, coincidentally, my program happens to be an emotional music radio station, so when you sing, mention my program more and help me cultivate some potential target audiences!"

After playing this voice, Shen Yiran leaned back from the sofa, looked at the chandelier on the ceiling of the living room and said desperately:

"Ling Yi, do you say that I can't afford to mess with any of these two big guys?"

"Haha, I think my uncle is quite humorous!"

Without comforting her boyfriend, Xu Lingyi showed two shallow dimples on her face, and continued with a smile:

"It's a big deal that you mention the radio program every time you sing, anyway, as my uncle said, his program is quite compatible with your theme, although the people who buy tickets now may not be interested in listening to it, but maybe they will become loyal listeners of uncle if you mention it a few more times!"

As soon as Xu Lingyi's voice fell, Shen Yiran took over the conversation and said weakly:

"Ling Yi, why do you say that you are so simple? You believe everything my dad says! Let me tell you this, he is not an emotional music radio at all, he is obviously a pseudo-music radio station of the story club, that story, one by one can be edited, I have always wondered if those who call his program are all in advance..."

In the middle of his words, Shen Yiran suddenly stopped, and he suddenly thought that he seemed to have called the show as well.

"Ahem..."

After a few seconds of pause, he cleared his throat and continued:

"Although his show has a strong story, it still has merit, forget it, I'll be reluctant to make it difficult, and I'll help him promote it when the time comes, you said that the people who bought tickets to listen to my concert should not be very old, I don't think they are too interested in my dad's show. ”

......

Just when Shen Yiran and Xu Lingyi were discussing the matter of tomorrow's performance.

In the office building of a building in the magic city.

Lao Shot and Guo Yao sat behind a man with glasses, watching his slender and pale hands constantly operating the mouse and keyboard, and exclaimed in amazement:

"Xiao Zheng, your technology has reached the realm of supernatural perfection, you said this photo, I can't find any loopholes anyway. ”

As he spoke, the two of them diligently rubbed the shoulders of the man sitting in front of the computer.

"Old shot, waist, what kind of enmity do you two have with others, as for such a disgusting person?"

After moving the mouse and saving the picture in the mobile hard drive, the man with glasses turned around, looked at the two people behind him, and said unhurriedly:

"I listen to you, and leave a few loopholes for these pictures that professionals can see at a glance, but the boss of this kind of fake material will definitely not agree to our studio's exposure, you also know that the country has been very strict with public opinion recently, except for some lace tabloids, it is impossible for the media with a little brain to step on this kind of thunder at this time, so, I don't think you are disgusting anyone..."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the two paparazzi who had followed Shen Yiran before glanced at each other, and then a playful smile appeared on their faces:

"Xiaozheng, we know a friend who likes to do big things, and when the time comes, we will tell him directly that this is a real photo, and he will definitely be happy to help us do publicity. ”

"Friend, what friend?"

"Sun Yuance!"