Chapter 67: It's You Who Have the Problem [Asking for Recommendation Votes]

"I visited the museum, and she came here to collect style, probably because she was so pleasing to the eye that she invited me to audition for her new play."

Yan Fuguang concisely expounded the experience, and Mo Yun was even more inexplicable.

"You said Yun Zhixia invited you to audition for her new play? What a new play, how do I not know? ”

"It shouldn't have been written yet, it's probably a historical drama about the Eastern Wei Dynasty."

Mo Yun understood now, but was speechless.

How many Heavenly Selection buffs did Yan Fuguang stack on her body, she, the agent, was about to become logistics, after all, Yan Fuguang was like installing a magnet, and the resources were all pasted up by herself, and she sucked it wherever she went.

"What do you say, did you agree?" Mo Yun asked.

"I didn't say anything, but she said that she would keep the invitation and hope to cooperate."

Originally, Mo Yun was going to pick a suitable role for Yan Fuguang to practice, but he didn't expect a big one to come directly here, although it was just an audition invitation, but he could let Yun Zhixia speak in person, and no one knew better than Mo Yun what this matter meant.

And she also knows that Yun Zhixia has a good relationship with several platforms, and she herself is a ratings guarantee, as long as she says that she has a new book, countless people will flock to her waving banknotes and resumes.

At this time, Mo Yun didn't know that Yun Zhixia was interested in the heroine, otherwise she would think that this was a fantasy.

"Yan Yan, to be honest, your luck is just like this, if this spreads, believe it or not, someone will explode on you in the next second."

As a result, Mo Yun's sense of urgency was directly full, and she was already thinking about whether to advance the acting class, and even wanted to contact one more line teacher.

The opportunities are all in front of her, and it is impossible for her to drop the chain as an agent.

The sudden episode did not affect Yan Fuguang's itinerary, she was not even as excited as Mo Yun, she was just playing her former self.

As for how high Yun Zhixia's status in the industry is, or how much turmoil this drama can cause, it is difficult to say how much a "long-lived" person like Yan Fuguang cares.

Seeing her so "calm", Mo Yun was relieved, and began to refine Yan Fuguang's training content as soon as possible.

Yan Fuguang didn't take off his mask and hat all afternoon, and stayed until the museum was about to close.

When she returned to the hotel, Zhang Yuanyuan had already set up the live broadcast equipment.

"Come back, let's eat first, I called directly at the hotel restaurant, how about a taste?"

Zhang Yuanyuan is worthy of being an intimate assistant, and she basically doesn't have to worry about anything in Yan Fuguang.

It can only be said that there is a reason for celebrities to be spoiled, if you don't take the initiative to find something to do, becoming an idiot in life is just around the corner.

"How about it, apart from those few treasures of the town hall, is there anything new?"

Zhang Yuanyuan asked, she had been there with her classmates when she was in college, and the museum had just been built.

Yan Fuguang lay down on the sofa and stretched: "There is an extra bronze Fusang tree, but unfortunately it is incomplete." ”

"How crippled, is it more broken than that golden mask?" Zhang Yuanyuan asked curiously, "Do you have a photo?" ”

Yan Fuguang handed her the manual he brought back with him, and recalled: "It's okay, it's probably missing...... More than a meter? ”

Yan Fuguang had seen similar offerings before, and although the details were different, most of them were more than five meters tall, and the one in the museum is only more than three meters tall today.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at the picture carefully, and subconsciously sighed: "Are the ancients really so powerful?" I always feel incredible, could it be really influenced by alien civilizations? ”

Yan Fuguang couldn't help laughing, aliens wouldn't be kind enough to teach this.

"Don't think about it, let's eat first, it's okay tomorrow anyway, if you're curious, go and see for yourself."

"I'm not going, I might as well go out and eat something delicious when I have time." Zhang Yuanyuan does not change his true character as a foodie.

"Well, by the way, you weren't recognized today, were you?" Zhang Yuanyuan stuffed a piece of steamed pork ribs into his mouth, and asked while gnawing, "I've been worried all day, and I'm ready to rush over to rescue you at any time." ”

"There is one, I asked her not to post it on the Internet for the time being, but tomorrow I can't say for sure."

As soon as Zhang Yuanyuan heard this, he immediately took out his mobile phone, skillfully entered the super talk, looked around, and cut the trumpet to go around the various fan groups, but there was nothing, and then he was relieved.

"Next time, I'll be with you, if you are surrounded by yourself one day, I will definitely be scolded to death by Mr. Mo."

Zhang Yuanyuan still remembers that once Yan Fuguang was recognized by a fan in the mall, and the young man screamed excitedly, but the result was that Yan Fuguang was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and finally the mall dispatched a floor of security guards to successfully rescue people.

The two ate quickly, and Yan Fuguang even had time to take a shower and change clothes.

As soon as seven o'clock arrived, Yan Fuguang's live broadcast room opened on time, and the "Xiaoguang Sister", who had disappeared for many days, was finally looked forward to by fans.

[Sister Xiaoguang, you don't have a heart, do you know how I've spent the past few days? 】

[Let me see who this is, which little villain with no conscience]

[It is stipulated that the spokesperson will broadcast live once a month, you really only broadcast it once, can the beauty take a look at the fans who are waiting to be fed, my heart hurts]

[I said can you not be so numb, who will be responsible for the anchor's nausea vomiting later]

Yan Fuguang brushed happily, anyway, whether she praised or scolded her, she was immune, but the more you watched these "nonsense", the more interesting it became.

"I haven't disappeared for many days, I can't be too greedy."

"It's impossible to vomit, and no matter how fleshy and numb it is, it can't disgust me."

[Hurry up, my sister doesn't believe in evil, let's have a powerful little baby, show our style! ] 】

[I'll come first, I'm nine and you're three, except for you or you]

[I'm looking for a horse, what horse, your phone number]

[This is the back of my hand, this is the back of my foot, you are my baby]

For a while, the earthy love words were flying all over the screen.

"Huh? Is it only to this extent? ”

Yan Fuguang looked over one by one, and even the curvature of his eyes did not change, and he was not touched by the soil at all.

"You don't seem to be able to do it."

[How can a 37-degree mouth say such cold words]

[Why am I being scolded, I'm still so happy, am I sick]

[How can there be celebrities who like to be on the air with fans, hahahahaha]

Zhang Yuanyuan was next to him, also holding his mobile phone to watch, and he couldn't help laughing.

[Uh-huh? I hear laughter]

[Look, do the staff think you're wrong, apologize to us, and we'll forgive you generously if you sing a song]

"Staff?" Yan Fuguang turned his head and asked, "Yuanyuan, do you think I'm wrong?" ”

Zhang Yuanyuan covered her mouth and shook her head frantically, how did she know that a smile would be heard!

"The staff thinks I'm okay, so it's you guys who have the problem."

Yan Fuguang comfortably teased with the barrage, she didn't think that live broadcast was work, she had never experienced such an easy job before.