Ate a stew and drank a few rounds of drinks.

Meng Shi saw that the fifth child was a little drunk, and reached out to take the dragon elephant beer that Jiao had just opened and was about to send to his mouth, got up and said, "Let's be here today." ”

Meng Shi didn't drink well and didn't like to drink.

Everyone here knows that.

No one persuaded him to drink tonight.

Of course, no one could persuade him to drink.

In the face of what he doesn't want to do, this thing really doesn't give face and can't be persuaded.

Meng Shi took the wine from his mouth with a coke, saluted the tongue sword and the back garden, and Maka looked up and took a sip.

Qin Qingxue, who was sitting next to him, pulled out a tissue and handed it over.

Meng Shi took it and put it on the table, the bottle was pressed up, and he let out a long breath, saying, "Thank you, come over today to support the squirrel and give my brother a face......

Marca was already drunk, just giggling there.

A few people in the back garden hurriedly stood up with the wine and said in a loud voice, "It's time for us to thank our seniors for giving them the opportunity to perform!" ”

Ma Yi also picked up his wine glass and stood up, but he didn't speak yet.

Meng Shi grinned, "I'll look for you next time." ”

The horse has a small eye and there are no waves.

But the thought arose in my heart that this thing was going to catch me and go to the pit.

However, when I think about it, there are often performances, and there are hundreds or thousands of people in the venues.

The performance is half an hour, an hour, and the box office is divided into tens of thousands, which is not a good thing.

Ma Yi pulled his hat, picked up the wine and raised it to Meng Shi, took a dry sip, and said wiltedly, "We are now artists of Qingxue Media." ”

He bit the word artist very hard, and then said, "Contact our company if you have something." ”

Qin Qingxue said with a smile, "In addition to providing you with some necessary resources to assist you and let you have a better creative environment, the company will not interfere in your private life." ”

Her sentence is to define this kind of private series of small performances as private life, that is, the company doesn't care.

Ma Yi nodded and said, "Then that's all for today, let's go first." ”

"I'll arrange for a car to drop you off." Liang Dai hurriedly said.

"I'll do it, Qianqian, you go and settle the bill." Qin Qingxue put down the wine glass in her hand.

Liang Dai just wanted to fight, but when she met Qin Qingxue's gaze of "I have already made a decision", she just opened her mouth.

When Qin Qingxue was not angry with Meng Shi, she still had the momentum of the boss.

Meng Shi stopped, and Qin Qian, who was about to go out to pay, said to Qin Qingxue, "Let her come this time." ”

Liang Dai eased up, calmed down, and said, "After joining the band last time, I contacted Mr. Meng through Maka, and at that time, I wanted to visit.

Teacher Meng asked me to follow fate, cherish fate, and don't climb fate.

Qin is always someone I usually want to get acquainted with, but I don't have any chances.

You appear here, if I deliberately play with you, it is almost climbing.

So, I resisted the urge to think of myself as a transparent person.

Tonight, however, is the day when these teachers come to the squirrel show.

It is also the most important day since the establishment of the squirrel. ”

She reached out and picked up the chopsticks that originally belonged to her on the table, and said, "Mr. Qin, I am not familiar with any of the teachers here.

I have the honor to sit with you today, and I originally arranged for the teachers to eat, and this is fate.

It's just that if you buy it now, in the blink of an eye, I will become a pair of chopsticks for mixed eating.

If it was fate at the beginning, now I want to cherish fate, and I hope that Qin will always give me a chance to invite my friends to dinner. ”

After speaking, she put down her chopsticks, picked up the wine glass, held it with both hands, and put it on her chest.

Jiao never got used to seeing Lao Qin, and he didn't treat Qin Qingxue, the second generation, very much.

He glanced at Meng Shi, patted the table and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it, if it is Mr. Qin who pays the bill, except for Meng Shi, all the chopsticks that are sitting there are extra chopsticks." If Liang Dai pays for it, then it's only ...... more"

Before he could say anything, Meng Shi slapped him on the head and slapped him back, knocking back the words behind him, saying:

"What a mess of fate, cherish fate, chopsticks, I didn't ask for a squirrel's drink today, let her treat her to dinner, charter a few cars, and send my brothers home, what's wrong."

Liang Dai hurriedly said, "That's what I meant." ”

Qin Qingxue smiled and said, "Okay, then do what Meng Shi said, you can come tonight, and by the way, help me and this Zhang Zheng to call a substitute driver." ”

Liang Dai breathed a sigh of relief and raised her wine glass.

——

When Meng Shi, Ren Hu, and Zhang Zheng followed Qin Qingxue to Qingxue Media, it was almost early in the morning.

They were accompanied by the takeaway service of the hot pot restaurant.

At this time, two people from the public relations department and the marketing manager were still working.

Meng Shi asked the two to follow over to the takeaway waiter's rest area, put everything up, and took Ren Hu and Zhang Zheng to push open the practice room.

Qin Qingxue pushed open the office door, clapped her hands at the three people staring at the projection screen, and said, "Put everything aside and eat something hot first." ”

Qingxue Media is a small temple.

There are only two people in the so-called public relations department, and they usually only do some "top-notch" fan work, searching for the company's artists every day to see if there is any negative news.

Then contact the contact water army.

So it's not an independent department, but it's under the market operation.

Bai Guo, the manager of the marketing department, saw Qin Qingxue coming back with a hot pot and greeted him out with some surprise, saying:

"Someone broke the news that the recording was said by Wu Yi's son Cai Chunzhi, but the memory has not yet come out to clarify."

"Also, Wu Xiaotao didn't move, and Ahri didn't contact us."

Qin Qingxue asked the other two people who were still in front of the computer and kept scrolling to see the latest news, and they also came out and said, "Let's not worry about this matter, just wait for someone to come to the door tomorrow." ”

Bai Guo asked the two people who smelled the fragrance of the hot pot to go there to eat first, and then looked at the three figures in the rehearsal room, and asked, "Is it cooperating with the official media?" ”

Tomorrow, the account of the general group of the beep station will let people come over and do an interview with interesting content.

This Kashiwa country is aware.

But, after all, that's just a beep account.

Moreover, the account of the general group was deleted and commented on the V blog, not once or twice.

"It was just unplanned." Qin Qingxue shook her head.

Wu Yi may come in person tomorrow.

Huayi is responsible for artist management, and Pan Ya'an, general manager of Times Media, may come back.

And Zhu Shun, who just took over a few months ago, Hu Xiaotao and the chairman of Ahri Music, also received a mess, so he will definitely come without Qingxue Media taking the initiative to show goodwill.

Why does Hu Xiaotao have no voice?

Because Ahri, the only thing he can count on and rely on now is useless to respond to him.

——

Ren Hu rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to say, "Director Meng, let's think about the name of the play." ”

"I've figured it out."

Meng Shi found a black pen in the rehearsal room, took the script from Zhang Zheng, and asked, "The script is almost read, right?" ”

Zhang Zheng took a deep breath and said, "I've read it roughly, and I don't understand some places......

Meng Shi shook his head to signal that he didn't need to say that he didn't understand anything, and while writing on the cover of the script, he asked, "Do you have a favorite role?" I mean the protagonist, the doctor Xiao Bai or the patient 'I'. ”

Zhang Zheng looked at the word "Tian" that appeared on the script, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I want to try "me". ”

Ren Hu looked at Meng Shi and wrote "cai" and "in" successively, and said, "I think Zhang Zheng's temperament is not right, and it is more appropriate to pick up and play psychiatrist Xiao Bai." ”

"Let's try both later." Meng Shi continued to write, without looking up.

The rehearsal room fell silent, save for the rustle of pen tips across paper.

Soon, the eight elegant characters of "Genius on the Left, Madman on the Right" fell on the cover.