26 teammates allies

Xiao Mo blinked, he knew who the person who was walking towards him now, but it didn't mean that he was familiar with this person. The HD Entertainment and Starlight Well water where he is located does not interfere with the river water, which is pretended to be on the surface.

The blue shirt doesn't care about this, Xiao Mo is the best teammate in his eyes now. In all sorts of ways.

"Hello, I'm a blue shirt."

"Hello......" There is no starlight person around him, and the other party is naturally talking to himself.

The blue shirt smiled, and touched the wine glass in his hand with the other party, "I like your performance of "Battle of the Eight Directions" very much, and the Lord Shangshu in it is very impressed. "Xiao Mo played Lord Shangshu who was martyred.

Men and women, love to hear compliments. Xiao Mo smiled, and did not face the blue shirt coldly, and the two chatted about acting skills.

It was said before that the blue shirt's movement towards Xiao Mo attracted attention, but now it is natural. Aren't two people who have a good conversation just like teammates who are going to farm together for a while?

"That's what you call seniors? It doesn't seem to be optimistic about our juniors. Han Zhuqing naturally saw that scene, she was glad that the child she brought out could finally be on her own, and she was also sad that she couldn't take the blue shirt to the top in the end.

glanced at the young man behind him, excellent appearance, just the right age of youth, and singing is also good, it is the time to attract fans, but it seems that this temper will not be able to get on the stage at all if it is not changed.

Sighing, she remembered the first time she saw the blue shirt, although the young man was shy and a little shy, but he was really a good boy. And also very polite...... Until now, watching the blue shirts greet the senior reporters, even the young reporters don't feel half disgusted.

"Wu Yutao, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can talk about it later, first of all, if your temper is worse, I don't know if you will be brushed off in the first round."

The blue shirt is a soft bun, or he is soft and cute to people who are good to him, which also establishes Han Zhuqing's attitude towards artists in the later period, but now he is facing such a guy who can be said to be a thorn......

It's the first time I've heard such a hard thing from an agent. Wu Yutao was stunned, he is now inflated As I said before, those conditions have helped him win a lot of fans and make a lot of money.

When the immortal saw the cheerful conversation of the man over there, his eyes rolled and he stopped talking.

The blue shirt didn't know about the storm here, but chatted happily with Xiao Mo.

Before, he was thinking that Xiao Mo was helpful to him, but now he is sure that this person's temperament is really very compatible with him.

"So what are you looking for me for?" It's been a long time and he's happy, but he's just curious about what the blue shirt is looking for him.

"At first, I thought you should be a good match, but now you do." An unfathomable smile in the blue shirt.

Xiao Mo is simple, has good acting skills, and is on average in all aspects. After talking with the intention of making friends, he found that he could also have friends in the entertainment industry.

Since it is the opening ceremony. Everyone formed a gang to find teammates, and after looking for teammates, they still had to return to the company's team.

The blue shirt found that the person who led the team was not the one he recommended himself, but a middle-aged uncle, although the uncle looked very shrewd, but the way he moved his hands and feet against the stars under him, the blue shirt slowly moved two steps away, frowning quietly.

"You must help each other! Don't ignore the company's friendship because of personal grievances! The middle-aged uncle was spitting and talking about the truth, and his eyes were still slanting into the blue shirt.

He only realized that although others also had people looking for outside companies, he was the only one who was so eye-catching.

Is...... What a disaster. The blue shirt touched his nose. Just don't leave that supervisor, whatever you want,

"Also, in the future, I will be responsible for Starlight's personnel, and my surname is Wang." His eyes lingered in front of several people, and the blue shirt bore the brunt of being looked up and down.

That gaze is like something slimy swimming over you, disgusting.

The blue shirt glanced at him slowly, and then looked away indifferently.

He dismisses it, there is a better candidate for a quasi-male ticket at home, why should he find a middle-aged married uncle who is about to get rich?

He had a hole in his head to do that.

Others immediately jumped up. "Brother Wang, tell me what precautions there are."

"Yes, Brother Wang, we all want to hear it."

In an instant, there was a circle of people around him, and there were also people who stood still and did not move. The blue shirt took a look, and several of these people were about the back, and several of them had been exposed to the news of support.

Although the internal content of each company's training plan cannot be disclosed to the artists, it is basic to mention it appropriately, but the voice of the king is low, obviously not wanting them to be heard by outsiders.

Is......

This company is going to collapse, right? Is it going to collapse? This kind of person can be in charge.

The blue shirt didn't know what he had to say. But Starlight is not in decline yet.

It's really boring, it's like the stars and the moon over there, and there's nothing to do with him. The people in the company may have spoken, but until now, there are no so-called friends, and the blue shirt can see the so-called hostility in their eyes.

On his own side, he looks very pitiful.

The lights were staggered, and the blue shirt couldn't continue to look for Xiao Mo, so he had to pray in his heart that the ceremony would start soon.

The whispers around him seemed to be meant to be said to him, and the blue shirt rolled his eyes inwardly, and smiled slightly at the person facing the other side.

Soon, the launch ceremony began.

As an artist in the company, it is natural to give face to each company, so everyone smiles and sits down without any tearing.

As a program investor, it is natural that there will be representatives who will go up to speak.

The blue shirt was stunned when he saw the person on stage, and then regained his image of a handsome male god. Gritting teeth in my heart.

Who's on stage? Of course, it was not Dou Mingzhi, but another person who the blue shirt knew, Yang Fei.

Ya, obviously involved in this matter, and looks reluctant.

As Yang Fei spoke, he suddenly felt chills on his body. It's just that the ** who endured the trembling of his body in front of the public insisted on speaking with a smile.

After that, the three major companies and the boss of this company finished speaking, and they also took a group photo symbolically.

There are more than 30 artists in all of them, and there are many people in the hall because of the media, agents, and various senior executives of the company.

After the ceremony, it stands to reason that you can leave. But if this group of bigwigs doesn't leave, how can a group of little fresh meat who want to find the backstage leave?

The music is melodious, everyone is well-dressed, and the most perfect smile is maintained on their faces, and there are bound to be young artists following every big boss. The blue shirt stood in an inconspicuous place, looking at these people with interest, and observation is also one of the actors' homework.

"How can you just be yourself?" Xiao Mo finished dealing with the company before he had time to come over to see his new friend.

"Huh? Are you done? "Xiao Mo's HD company is obviously much more harmonious than they are, at least on the surface.

Xiao Mo nodded, took a glass of champagne and stood aside without speaking.

The corners of the blue shirt's mouth twitched, this dead boy, he won't give up until he gets an answer. "They are jealous of my handsomeness, so they don't talk to me."

This man is really ...... Xiao Mo was speechless, he was still a handsome boy with a little freshness before he met, but he was shameless after he got acquainted. All kinds of boasting are not stingy at all.

"Your fans' jaws are going to drop if they see you." Xiao Mo complained.

"No, they will love me more!" The blue shirt grinned, and by the way, he put the wine aside and asked the waiter for a glass of juice.

"Don't drink?" Xiao Mo looked at the wine beside him.

Blueshirt thought for a moment about what he didn't know when he was drunk, and then shook his head firmly. I don't know why he just thinks it's dangerous to get drunk.

Xiao Mo shrugged. "So you decided I'm your teammate?"

"That's right. It's you~ it's you~ our friend~ Xiao Xiaomo~" He used to sing, and this simple single line of lyrics sings a little childlike, and his voice is very good. What he saw in his eyes was the bright lights in the center of the hall, and the artists stood together and smiled, but their mouths were full of words like knives.

Xiao Mo nodded secretly, at least this person's singing strength has been determined. Selectively ignore that the lyrics are sung to him. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the blue shirt.

"I'm going to find a friend, not an artist. You pay attention to my Weibo for a while, and we will send a private message to the mobile phone number. The blueshirt drank the juice from his cup in one gulp, and hurried forward.

It's really an anxious person. Xiao Mo shook his head, a smile on the corner of his lips. This guy is really interesting. I even explained it to myself. If you don't take it to heart, you won't say anything more.

Without his own friends, Xiao Mo felt that it was boring to stay, so he simply left the wine there and turned away.

Ah, when you go home, you have to pay attention to his Weibo.

……

"Assistant Yang."

"Mr. Lan." After the two politely opened, the blue shirt raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Fei with an interesting face.

Mr. Ming Ming Lan looks like a herbivore, why is he suddenly so oppressive. Yang Fei swallowed, a little afraid.

"Why is Assistant Yang here?" The blue shirt touched his chin, his eyes burning.

Yang Fei instantly understood that the Boss had not told the Blue Shirt about their company's sponsorship of the training program, even though the two had not known each other at all.

It's just that the disaster caused by his boss, as a subordinate, he has to carry it even if he kneels.

"This event has been planned before, and I am here to represent the company at the launching ceremony." He figured out why he was asked to come to a small kick-off ceremony.

_(:з"∠)_There's a boss who loves to hurt me.。