Regarding the person mentioned by Su Qiannuo this time, Qi Jie keenly grasped a few words "extremely talented", "flamboyant" and "frivolous", although she didn't see this person, she could also understand why such a talented person was rejected by many companies.

Having a talent that is beyond the reach of ordinary people is a gift from heaven. But the record company is more interested in profits, and no one wants to spend resources to raise a white-eyed wolf in the end.

So this most striking highlight just magnifies its own shortcomings.

Because a person who is still like this at a low point, he will definitely become even more powerful after becoming famous.

And what the company doesn't like the most is this kind of artist who is difficult to control. They would rather put out artists with less talent, but obedientness.

Talent is a double-edged sword, and there are always people who like to hold talents and be proud.

Qi Jie has the same idea as everyone else, such a person must be cautious.

The only difference is that she doesn't have to worry about what happens after she becomes famous, because a singer ultimately relies on songs, and no singer without songs, no matter how famous he is, will eventually fall from the altar over time.

Precisely, she holds this lifeline in her hands.

When he arrived at his destination, Qi Jie had already made up his mind.

She wants to boil up this proud genius, the icing on the cake is good, but she hopes to be able to do it in the snow.

As soon as this thought appeared, it was like the sound of "oops" when opening the car door, and some thoughts instantly opened up.

The streets are shaded by willows, men and women walk together, girls have long skirts rippling between their legs, and Qi is wearing light white denim, although a pair of slender and straight legs are less charming, but they look simple and experienced.

She looked around, and when she saw a cold drink shop, a smile appeared on her lips.

Dingdingding......

The door was opened, and the bell that hung on it rang.

The waiter hurriedly walked over: "Hello, do you need any service?" ”

"I'm looking for someone."

The waiter went to greet the other guests with an "oh", and as soon as Qi Jie looked up, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

The other party also seemed very happy to see her.

"Qi Jie, here!"

Qi Jie walked over with a smile.

"Wow, no, we haven't seen each other for a long time, how did you end up like this!?"

"I don't want to live a hard life anymore, you know? I only now understand that I can't hurt my stomach by losing anything, and if it wants to eat, then I'll let it eat! ”

The other party patted his bulging belly.

The caller was a great writer, at this time he had lost his original hair, but had a small flat head, and his previously thin cheeks were now bulging like his big belly, and it was hard to imagine that a lean person would change so much in such a short period of time.

Qi Jie was also very surprised that the other party came to the Demon Capital, and he came to find her on purpose, knowing that this was definitely impossible before.

On the way here, she also wondered if this guy would be rich, and the previous idea sprouted again.

But the moment she saw the great writer, Qi Jie was taken aback.

In the past, the great writer was like a hemp rod, but now, he has obviously developed in the direction of the big fat man.

Qi Jie looked Tang Wen up and down, and couldn't help but match the partner of a cross talk actor in his previous life, this is simply Yue Yunpeng's partner Sun Yue's younger number!

"Eat something? I heard that the cold drinks in this house are good, and I specially chose here. I know you, I usually like cold and white, that thing tastes tasteless, it's good to taste these occasionally, girls like these cold and sweet. ”

Qi Jie said with a smile: "It seems that you have a lot of research on girls." ”

"Perhaps. There have been a few more places this year, but they are all divided. It's all old friends, and I don't pretend to be them, so I don't look down on them. ”

Tang Wen dug a spoonful of cold food and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while exhaling cold air and said, "I used to write on the table, and none of them looked up to me, but now?" Zhengtian actually said to your computer that I am attractive? I don't know what the charm of a fat pig in front of a computer is, what do you say? ”

"I said you should control your diet!" Qi Jie said angrily.

She doesn't care about this kind of thing as other women, you love me, what is there to comment on.

"That's not good, I swore when I got the first manuscript fee of more than 100,000 yuan, I will never wronged my stomach in this life!" Tang Wen shook his head.

"Yes, don't be aggrieved, you are really a prime minister who can support a ship in his belly, and he is also an aircraft carrier!"

Tang Wen smiled: "I'd rather it fit into a spaceship!" ”

"Whatever you want. By the way, why did you come to the magic capital this time? You also called me on purpose, but I remember that you haven't been in touch with me for a long time. Qi Jie quipped.

"Hmm...... Guess what! ”

Seeing that the other party was still selling Guanzi, Qi Jie couldn't help but laugh.

"How can I guess this, I'm not a roundworm in your stomach." She pinned her hair behind her ears with her fingers.

The great writer was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth slightly.

Tang Wen's gaze was attracted to death, and he couldn't move away from Qi Jie's crystal clear earlobes for a long time, as if he had suddenly returned to the summer of that year.

That summer night, as he stood in front of the iron door of the rental house, the girl pointed to a billboard in the distance and asked him, "Is writing profitable?"

That's how she pinned her loose hair behind her ears with her slender fingers......

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Qi Jie's shout sounded in his ears, and Tang Wen suddenly returned to his place.

"You're still so beautiful, people can't help but immerse themselves in fantasy."

Qi Jie made a forehead support.

Tang Wen laughed, and then said: "I won't sell it to you, this time I came to the demon capital to find you." ”

"Looking for me?"

Tang Wen nodded: "To be precise, I should have come to join you, you can't turn me away." ”

Qi Jie looked at her in surprise, a little unable to understand the meaning of these words.

"You're not writing a novel?" Qi Jie asked.

After [Xian Rebellion], the big writer is already a platinum author, even if the fairy is finished and opens another one, it will definitely be sought after by countless book friends, it can be said that in the online article, the big writer has just climbed to the top of the mountain!

Tang Wen shook his head.

"If I don't write it, why did I enter the online literature circle, if others don't know it, can you still know? Besides, instead of continuing the mink with the dog's tail, it is better to retreat bravely in the rapids, so as to keep the golden signboard that was finally broken out. ”

"Then you don't write anymore, what are you going to do?" Qi Jie asked.

"Didn't you say there was a lack of an agent around you? What do you think of me? Tang Wen grinned widely, looking like he was self-recommended.

Qi Jie felt that his heart was slammed with a hammer.

"You? Why are you? First, you don't have professional knowledge, second, you are not familiar with this circle, third, I really don't understand why you finally got into this situation, you say give up, don't tell me that it's because of me. ”

"Half and half ......"

Tang Wen obviously had already expected Qi Jie's reaction, in fact, even ordinary friends couldn't easily accept this kind of thing, Tang Wen slowly poured out the things of the year, and then talked about why he wanted to be Qi Jie's agent.

“…… You know me, when I was in Daxiang, I was treated as a dog, and I finally got what I have now, I will use all means to keep it, the best way is to seal the pen and stop writing, and I also called and asked, you now need someone who can be absolutely trusted, who can be more suitable than me? To tell you the truth, in the past two years, I have been too busy just to participate in various banquets, and the number of my doors and the amount of alcohol is also very good, you say that I don't know the circle, I am already understanding, you say that I have no professional knowledge, I can make up for it. ”

In the end, the big writer looked at her with a smile: "Although I am not a qualified agent now, at least, give me a chance." ”