That's what he said, but after Wen Jin rushed over, in the face of the gaze of a group of people, his first reaction was-

Smile, smile, smile again.

Someone coughed and nodded at Wen Jin, who was still blushing slightly.

"Little girl, is there anything wrong with you?"

This damn body memory, it's all to blame on Lin Ping!

Wen Jin secretly pinched his thigh, and then restrained the smirk on his face.

"Hello teachers, I am Jiang Hemian's agent, and I want to talk to you about the stage design this time."

The eyes of the staff immediately changed, and their eyes swept Wen up and down.

Some don't know what their brains have made up, and there is obvious sarcasm in their eyes.

The last group of people looked at each other, and it was the lighting teacher who greeted Wen Jin first.

"I really can't help it."

He said: "The one who performed in front of Jiang Hemian also needs to use the snow factor, we don't prepare much, and two people are not enough. ”

"Little girl, please be considerate of us."

Wen Jin quietly looked at the group of people around him who were watching the show, and his expression was calm:

"You have used such a large venue, a little artificial snowflake is still so picky and searching, no matter how bad it is, it can be divided equally between two people, not to mention..."

Speaking of this, Wen Jin paused, "What's more, Jiang Hemian was still your ..... at the beginning."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted, and the other party smiled:

"Don't be naïve, in terms of Jiang Hemian's current public opinion environment, we invited him to record this scene, purely for the sake of popularity."

"If he hadn't had those brain-dead fans, we would have retired him a long time ago."

Speaking of this, he shook his head, "If it weren't for our show, how would he have any chance to appear on the scene, and he could sing a complete song, which is enough to make him grateful to Dade." ”

"Little girl, you are still young, my brother gave you a suggestion, he, there is no possibility of turning the tables."

"There are a few ruthless characters who came to kick the gym today, with your appearance, whose assistant can't you?"

Wen Jin was silent, and his black and white eyes looked straight at him.

"What are you responsible for, teacher?"

"Can't you see it?" He giggled and said, "Accompaniment, it's the most important instrument in your song, the piano." ”

Wen Jin took a deep breath, his eyes were clear and moist, and he smiled:

"Then teacher, you can rest a little more tonight."

The man wondered, "What do you mean?" ”

Wen Jin turned to look at the man who spoke at the beginning, "Teacher, we don't need any complicated stage design. ”

The man in charge of the stage lighting frowned, and couldn't bear to say, "It should be too late to go out and buy it now." ”

"We have no intention of giving up."

Under the gaze of many, Wen Jin smiled again, his eyes brightened, "Teacher, as long as you give me a beam of light, it will shine in the center of the stage." ”

The lighting teacher frowned, and said gently:

"We don't need rehearsals either."

"Nope." The assistant director, who was invisible on the side, couldn't help but say loudly:

"There was no rehearsal, and if something went wrong, we were responsible."

Wen Jin looked over, his eyes bright.

"If something goes wrong, we take responsibility for it."

Subsequently, under the disapproval of the lighting teacher, Wen Jin briefly communicated with him, and after reaching an agreement, he ignored the contemptuous expressions of the people around him and went straight to the backstage.

Walking in the dimly lit corridor, Wen Jin turned on his phone and dialed the number he had saved in the morning.

The other party quickly connected, "Where have you been?" ”

"Backstage." Wen Jin tried hard to identify the house number and asked, "Jiang Hemian, can you play the guitar?" ”

"Nonsense." Jiang Hemian's voice was a little distorted on the phone, and the surroundings were still very noisy.

His voice came intermittently, "When I first made my debut, I relied on a guitar..."

"That couldn't be better." Wen Jin interrupted him, "You wait for me obediently, don't move." ”

immediately hung up the phone, and Jiang Hemian, who was left there, scolded at the phone.

“A03、A05... Got it! ”

Wen Jin carefully checked the light of her mobile phone to make sure that it was the equipment room that the lighting teacher said, and then walked in.

As soon as I entered, I was shocked by the variety of musical instruments inside.

"He's rich."

After Wen Jin sighed, he began to look for the one he wanted among a large number of instruments.

After finally finding it, just as he was about to go out, he received a questioning call from Jiang Hemian.

"Why did you give up the rehearsal?" He asked.

"I have an idea..."

Wen Jin pondered for a moment, and was about to slowly discuss his thoughts with Jiang Hemian when he heard the voice from the other side.

"Okay, where are you? I'm going to look for you. ”

"It's not." Wen Jin was surprised, "You don't even ask?" ”

Jiang Hemian asked rhetorically: "Can it be worse than now?" ”

"Okay, we'll meet in the stairwell."

Wen Jin thought about it, and there was a kind of faint excitement in his heart.

As a child, she loved to play competitive games and always loved to challenge death levels.

But since he met Lin Ping in college, in order to disguise himself as a gentle and delicate little white flower in his eyes, he hasn't touched it for a long time.

Now as soon as he is liberated, he has encountered Jiang Hemian's hellish start... Well....

It's hard not to admit that you didn't have the thrill of taking this order in the first place.

The auditorium is on the twenty-third floor of the office building, and people come and go, even in the stairwell.

There was no way, Wen Jin could only run to the stairwell on other floors to see if there were any free floors, the kind that there were not many people.

Otherwise, they will work in the stairwell for a while, and they will probably make a noise to others.

The office building has a total of 36 floors, except for the highest floors, which are not rented out, and all others are in and out.

Wen Jin thought about it, asked the staff where the elevator was, and ran straight to the elevator.

The official recording time of the show is half past seven, and they still have a chance to train.

Press the elevator that is going up, wait for a while, and the green light will slowly turn on.

Wen Jin thought about things, lowered his head and went in.

It wasn't until I heard the sound that I realized that there were two people in the elevator.

"Miss, don't you follow the floor?" A young-looking man asked.

Wen Jin came back to his senses, subconsciously looked over, and looked at a pair of calm and deep eyes, and slowed down for a second before looking away.

"I'm sorry."

She nodded, and pressed number thirty-six on the thirty-five button that glowed faintly white.

The one who had just reminded Wen Jin stood slightly, wearing glasses and carrying an office bag in his hand, looking like a young social animal.

As for the one in front of him......

Wen Jin lowered his eyes and secretly lamented the Creator's preference for this man.

The man was well-dressed and had an outstanding temperament.

Tall and thin, with a calm demeanor, a cold and upright face, deep eyes, and long eyelashes.

The skin is fair and delicate, slightly peachy, and reveals a gentle and elegant temperament under the first impression of indifference.

To sum up, is a person who can easily impress.

At least Wen Jin was quite impressed with him.