After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

A contract was brought out by Deng Xingyan and placed in front of Wen Shuo.

"As long as you sign a contract with our company, the benefits will definitely be indispensable."

Deng Xingyan opened his mouth with the most attractive conditions, "Including raising your grade to A, so that more people can see it, and we can even start to promote you during the competition. When the variety show is over, you will have more resources." .”

Whether it is now or in the future, Deng Xingyan is very skilled in painting cakes as a manager.

Moreover, Wen Shuo's current conditions are good, and he has started to build popularity from the game, which will also help his development after signing.

The abacus in Deng Xingyan's heart was crackling.

Wen Shuo couldn't help but feel moved after hearing this, "A-level..."

The popularity of Jing Jianbai and Qiu Ze on the Internet flashed in his mind. It is impossible to say that he is not greedy, but he can't reach that height just by relying on his own words.

Deng Xingyan's words were like a piece of delicious meat hanging in front of Wen Shuo.

Seeing that Wen Shuo was a little moved, Deng Xingyan immediately added to the fire with a smile.

"As long as you agree to sign the contract and listen to me, the company will take care of the rest."

Wen Shuo's heart was shaken by Deng Xingyan's words.

"Then... I promise." He nodded.

Without hesitating for a long time, Wen Shuo fell under the temptation of being promoted to A-level.

As long as there are more cameras and more attention, more people on the Internet can see him...

Wen Shuo's eyes gradually glowed, and even the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

The two sides had a very pleasant negotiation.

As for Deng Xingyan being able to speak so confidently at that time, it was naturally because he had a certain amount of confidence.

After discussing with Wen Shuo and confirming that the other party will sign a contract with Chuannan, when Deng Xingyan was alone again, he turned around and took out his mobile phone to dial a number.

"Ms. Luo, it's me, Deng Xingyan, Chuannan's manager." The smile on Deng Xingyan's face was a little more real than before.

Luo Yunying who received the call frowned. "Are you looking for me?"

Luo Yunying was looking at the profiles of the "Shining" contestants at the moment. After receiving a call from Deng Xingyan, she reflected for a while before remembering the manager.

"Isn't this a temporary matter in hand, maybe I want to trouble Mr. Luo, can we have a meal and chat when we have time?" Deng Xingyan asked.

Many activities in Southern Chuan had been related to Luo Yunying before, so the two parties were still somewhat friendly. It happened that this time Wen Shuo signed the contract, and Deng Xingyan immediately thought of Luo Yunying.

Luo Yunying is the judge of the competition, not to mention the level of the players, as long as they say a few more words during the shooting, and chat with Wen Shuo on the spot, there will definitely be more shots.

Luo Yunying declined, "I've been busy doing variety shows recently, and you know that, maybe I can skip the meal, and we can just talk on the phone about what I want to say."

Seeing this, Deng Xingyan was also unambiguous, "Teacher Luo just hit the point."

"South Chuan recently fell in love with an artist..."

Deng Xingyan briefly talked about Wen Shuo's affairs, and what Luo Yunying meant was also very obvious.

"There are several recent events in South Sichuan, and the guest seat is still vacant. If you are willing to help me with this—"

Deng Xingyan didn't say much about the rest, just point to the end.

Activity resources in southern Sichuan are not easily available.

Seeing that Deng Xingyan could promise such benefits, Luo Yunying's original plan to refuse was also shaken.

No way, Deng Xingyan gave too much.

She is not a celebrity idol, she is not someone who sings and dances to get exposure. As a judge, as someone who is already in her thirties and is still in the circle, many resources are no longer suitable for Luo Yunying.

Deng Xingyan's move is like sending a pillow for sleepiness, which is wonderful.

"Okay." Luo Yunying smiled, "Then I'll think about it."

They said they were thinking about it, but in fact, both of them were quite upbeat in their hearts, and understood that this meant agreeing.

When Deng Xingyan and Luo Yunying talked on the phone, Wen Shuo had just left the private room not long ago and planned to return to the show to continue contacting.

The contestants usually have a fixed time, whether they are arranged to practice rehearsal or something else, Wen Shuo came out today to take advantage of the lunch time to be free.

When Wen Shuo returned, many people had just finished training and were going to eat something to replenish the physical strength and energy lost in the morning training.

"What kind of takeaway should I order later, I have a lot to eat..."

Chen Chenghan hooked his roommate's shoulders, muttering non-stop.

The roommate seemed to be looking at a fool, "What kind of dream are you thinking about?"

"Being an artist must keep in shape, don't even think about takeaway, I suggest going to the cafeteria to see if there is any vegetable salad for you to eat."

Roommates give honest advice.

After all, when it comes to competitions, only those who are more photogenic can get more attention in front of the camera. Those who come here to participate in the competition are all very careful about their body and appearance and other image management.

People like Chen Chenghan are rare.

"Ah?" Chen Chenghan was stunned.

After being reminded by his roommate, he belatedly remembered that he was no longer at home, and he was not so unscrupulous, he could do whatever he wanted.

Just the fact that he couldn't order takeout already made Chen Chenghan's face bitter.

"No—" he groaned.

The roommate ruthlessly pushed away the 1.8-meter tall man who was leaning over him, "I will go to practice with my teammates later, since you don't want to eat, you can go to Jing Jianbai and the others to have a look, or Qiu Ze."

The result of this grouping made the roommate feel a sense of crisis, so he walked away after talking to Chen Chenghan for a while.

Chen Chenghan was "thrown" on the spot, thinking of what his roommate said to go to Qiu Ze, his first reaction was to deny it.

Then he thought of Jing Jianbai, Chen Chengha still remembered where the other party was, thought about the tasteless salad, but changed his mind.

Go find Jing Jianbai and tempt him to order takeaway with you!

Fat can't make him fat alone!

After Chen Chenghan made his decision, he ran straight to his destination, without any decision in his steps.

As for Jing Jianbai, who Chen Chenghan was thinking about now, he was still in the practice room as expected.

It's just that this time he was no longer alone, but beside him was a disturbing Feng Duo.

"Tsk, you've played this broken piano a hundred times, right? Isn't it just those melodies, what's there to play?" Feng Duo rolled his eyes while sitting beside him.

He couldn't understand what was going on in Jing Jianbai's mind at all, but he felt that this person was more wood than wood, and he didn't eat when he was eating, but instead he touched the piano here without saying a word.

boring.

Jing Jian looked at him in vain, "You can go to eat without looking at me."

The tone of his words was a bit harsh, without any emotion, but those familiar with him could know that Jing Jianbai was already angry.

Jing Jianbai only thought that this person was unbelievable. When practicing the piano, he kept talking and disturbing him, and there was an annoying atmosphere from the beginning to the end.

He originally thought that it didn't matter who he was a teammate with, but now after spending a day with Feng Duo, Jing Jianbai had to give a negative evaluation in his heart.

"Me?" Feng Duo laughed. "Someone will bring me food later, do I need to go by myself?"

Typical character of a young master, he stretches out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food.

"..." Jing Jianbai returned silent.

Feng Duo kept talking, "Why didn't you show me the score just now?"

Jing Jianbai was too lazy to talk to others, and sat in front of the piano with a sullen head, playing the melody.

"I said, you haven't passed the piano exam, have you? Even at this level, you can also participate in the variety show—"