Xu Shuheng's expression was very subtle, and when Lin Rong looked at him, he still kept the posture that he had just walked halfway through, and he looked a little ridiculous. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But God knows how shocked and shocked he is right now.

Before, Lin Rong said that he would not lose in the dressing room, and he thought that it was this girl who refused to put on makeup, so the duck had a hard mouth.

However, was it serious? At that time, you were extremely confident and determined that you would win?

This song, Xu Shuheng swallowed his saliva, and it really scared him.

There is no complicated conversion of true and false sounds, and there is no complicated arrangement and show-off skills, it is so direct, simple, and sharp like a sword that has taken eleven years to sharpen.

The hoarseness, roughness, and muffiness of the voice all turned into the rustic and hard blade of this sword, which was enough to cut through everything!

Xu Shuheng turned his stiff neck, wanting to give this magical girl a praising smile.

This broker is also ...... It's so worry-free.

For the first time in so many years, he was a little embarrassed about the payment he was given.

Have you ever seen a singer who has a cold and still plays extraordinarily? Have you ever seen a guitarist who sings with his voice down and is secretly wiping away tears from the band next to him?

He, the agent, didn't have to think about how to whitewash her at all, and she didn't give him any chance to deal with the mistake at all.

Looking at the excited and shining eyes of the band players next to him, and then looking at the music director's suffocation that he couldn't wait for the live broadcast just now, Xu Shuheng felt that he must have done a lot of good things in his previous life, and only then did he encounter such a treasure before quitting the rivers and lakes!

"Forget the loneliness, I'm still flying, forget the darkness, I'm still flying, another year, another year......"

Who gave her such an amazing and glamorous talent, obviously there are no aesthetic words, obviously any elementary school student can grasp the words, how can she become such a heavy and powerful blade here, directly tearing everyone's hearts and minds.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.

Not stuck in things, plants, trees, bamboos and stones, all can be swords!

"The one just now...... Not bad. Liang Jiamin wanted to make the live singing more lean, as the director of this grand music program, he wanted to put forward some constructive suggestions, but after thinking about it for a long time, he came up with two good words.

After a glance, he caught the point, "Well, the guitar will come in a little later." The drum beats get up first, and after the middle section with the singer's voice, just the drums, and nothing else comes in. ”

rehearsed again, and this time Xu Shuheng also had a heart, and took his mobile phone to record at Lin Rong.

The second time, her voice was obviously in a worse state, and she felt tired that she didn't have just now.

However, the sense of story exuded by her whole person is even stronger, so that people ignore the imperfection of her voice, and even think that this piece should be matched with her dumb voice in a very poor state to have a strong vitality.

Xu Shuheng nodded appreciatively, and at the same time he was also very satisfied with the quality of his video, Lin Rong stood there obediently and did not move, his hand holding the mobile phone was very steady, and the camera did not shake.

He immediately sent it to someone who was looking at the documents in the office, and then attached a sentence very ostentatiously, "My artist is amazing, right?"

After sending this message, Xu Shuheng looked at Lin Rong, it was really more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more proud he became.

But he didn't expect that this proud news would cause trouble immediately.

When Lin Rong was sore, his throat was on fire, and finally ended the recording of the show, Xu Shuheng was just about to say that he was about to celebrate her winning the championship again and to give her a big vacation to rest, and he called them back forcefully with a phone call.

The other party asked to see Lin Rong by name, and he had to see him when he was sick and cold, and he had a fever of forty degrees, which made Xu Shuheng so angry that he talked trash all night.

"What is the big thing, you want to abuse people like this? Look at her, you can't stand still, you can't make a sound! You are the bloodsucker of capitalism, you are the mountain that exploits and oppresses the people!"

Han Qing frowned, that ice-like face had its own chiller effect, and the ice knife-like eye knife was thrown at him.

"Don't stare at me, you can't kill me with your eyes. Xu Shuheng propped up the mahogany desk in front of him with both hands, "Don't think I'll be afraid, after so many years, I never know how to write this word!"

The corners of Lin Rong's mouth twitched, feeling that his head hurt even more, holding a black silk pillow in his hand, lying on the sofa softly.

"An artist who has a fever and insists on fighting to the end in her post, don't you think she is great and dedicated, forget it, and squeeze her last trace of energy at ten o'clock in the evening! You simply have no conscience, no benevolence, no shame, no morality, no humanity,......"

Han Qing's face was simply the same color as the leather high-end swivel chair behind him, and the tip of the pen in his hand snapped and folded on the snow-white document in front of him, blurring a large black ink stain.

Xu Shuheng's voice suddenly stopped.

The valuable signature pen was thrown directly into the trash can on the ground, and Han Qing's ice eyes raised, "Is it enough?"

Lin Rong's eyes flickered, only to find that Xu Shuheng had retreated to the edge of the sofa where she was sitting, and was looking at the man behind the desk who was still emitting cold air with a wary expression.

Han Qing didn't bother to take a look, and threw the ink-stained document on the table at him with one hand.

"New notice. He glanced indifferently at the woman who was weak and almost leaning on the sofa, his voice could not hear any emotion, and after speaking, he focused on the other documents stacked on the table, and did not look at them again.

Lin Rong propped up his swollen head and glanced curiously at the document that Xu Shuheng had received.

"Open a Nebula Live Column?Emotional Channel?" Xu Shuheng glanced at ten lines and looked up in amazement, "What the hell is this!"

Han Qing didn't look up, but just pulled out a new golden parka pen from the pen stand next to him, "Record the first episode next Monday." The audience calls, and your very powerful artist broadcasts live to mediate impromptu emotional issues on the spot. Wearing a hood, of course. ”

Lin Rong's eyes widened, what kind of announcement is this?

She silently pulled the hem of Xu Shuheng's hoodie from behind.

This kind of announcement is better than reading the tomb robbery on the radio.

Emotional relief or something, isn't that what Aunt Bai did, or Aunt Mao, or Aunt Mao?

This body is less than twenty-five, which is not suitable for a young artist like her to do at all, and her temperament does not match it at all!

She was so sore that she couldn't speak, and she pulled Xu Shuheng's hem and expected him to stand up and resist for her.

As a scout, he should know very well that this is tantamount to stifling her diversified and high-taste development line after her unmasking.

However, the other party grabbed her hand that was about to tear his clothes.

"Boss, you're so smart, so smart! you have depth, breadth, and length...... This is really the best announcement!"

Lin Rong almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.