433?? The second time the whole network swiped
The news of the trench spending a lot of money has set off quite a wave on the Internet again.
Various media helped to publicize, and the melon-eating mass group watched.
Some say that Jun Qing hyped it himself, and some lamented that this fan was a real moat......
Following Mu Jinbai's announcement to attend the press conference, Jun Qing's name once again became the focus of people's attention, and the whole network swiped the screen for the second time.
This little episode did not affect Jun Qing's personal state.
After the car arrived at the Kerry Center, she got out of the car with Lin Fengwan, Leng Mo and others and walked into the elevator and came to the activity center on the third floor.
The scene has already been newly decorated, and when Jun Qing walked in, the staff was doing the final audition and preparations.
This is Jun Qing's first large-scale event after leaving her old club, and the success of the release of this new song is also very important to her future career.
Of course, Lin Fengwan also attached great importance to it, and after entering the venue, he immediately went to personally check all aspects of the preparations.
Jun Qing and Leng Mo walked on the stage to communicate with the live band about the performance and prepare for a rehearsal for a while.
"Jun Qing!" Lan Zhou, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked in with a smile and sent her a bouquet of golden barley flowers that symbolized "big sales", "Congratulations, the new song is a big sale!" I'm really embarrassed before, I'm too busy with work to leave, don't mind! ”
On the day of the official opening of Junqing Studio, she also called Lan Zhou, but she had no way to come back at the foreign show at that time.
"Of course I do!" Jun chuckled and took the bouquet and pretended to threaten, "When the press conference is over, I will be fined three glasses of wine!" ”
"Let's say okay first, it's okay to punish wine, but you have to arrange someone to be responsible for carrying me home, because I belong to a cup of pour!" Lan Zhou laughed and teased, recognizing that Leng Mo standing next to him was the cellist of the Forbidden City Orchestra, Lan Zhou smiled and stretched out his palm, "Long time no see!" ”
"This is Leng Mo, a classmate from this Conservatory of Music, and he is also here to assist me today!" Jun explained with a chuckle.
After giving a brief introduction to the two, Jun Qing handed the bouquet to Zhao Yiyi, and the three young people walked on the stage together to start rehearsals.
At six o'clock, Mu Yichen came to the scene with his assistant and brought his carefully prepared dinner to all the staff.
Instructed the assistant to distribute the food to everyone, and to see if he couldn't see his daughter, he curiously grabbed a staff member and asked.
"Jun Qing is in the dressing room at the back."
Lin Fengwan happened to walk nearby and explained to him with a smile.
Mu Yichen was busy holding the specially prepared dinner in his hand and personally sending it to Junqing's dressing room in the back.
In the dressing room, the nail technician had just helped Jun Qing to do her nails, and when she saw that she had a customer, she took the initiative to exit the door.
"Come!" Mu Yichen took out a lunch box from the paper bag and handed it to her, "Guess what delicious food Dad brought you?" ”
In mid-air, there is a strong fragrance.
"Octopus balls, right?"
"Little glutton!" Mu Yichen helped her open the lid of the box, "I remember that you loved to eat this when you were a child, and when you just went shopping, you happened to see it, and you specially bought a box and came back, can you taste it?!" ”
"It smells good, but ......," Jun shook his hands lightly, "I'll wait a while before I can eat it." ”
"Come on, Daddy help you!" Mu Yichen carefully wiped his fingers clean, took a fork and picked up a ball, carefully blew it to her mouth, and did not forget to remind, "Slow down, remember to bite into small bites, there is cheese in it, be careful not to burn it to the ......"
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