After the divorce, I swept the entertainment circle from The Voice

After sending Su Hao back to the hotel, Li Yan left.

After Su Hao washed up, he took a hair dryer and started drying his hair.

During this time, his whole heart was focused on singing.

Through the program "The Voice", his path as a singer has been almost smooth.

But he certainly can't be satisfied with this. To be the Almighty King, he must fully blossom.

God gave him a new life and gave him a trick. If he wasted it, that would be stupid.

Su Hao checked the money in his card. Not counting the shares, the cash in his hand alone was already over three million.

After Li Yan's song is released, he will go to Uncle Gong to get the share first, and at least he can still get two to three million.

It's perfectly fine to use this money to shoot "Buried Alive".

Su Hao immediately became angry.

If you open a small entertainment company, you should be able to make do with the money.

"Su Shen, the program team has sent a car to pick us up."

At this time, Bao Miaomiao's shout came from the door.

Su Hao's train of thought was interrupted and he shook his head: "Okay, I'll come right away."

This time, Zhao Zhi waved his hand and directly booked a restaurant to treat everyone to dinner.

Especially the protagonist in their minds - Su Hao.

As soon as the students arrived, Feng Sichang and a group of senior officials went over to greet them enthusiastically.

"The dishes are all ordered. Hurry up and find a place to sit. You kids can sit together and have a good chat."

"Yes, we old antiques are still very sensible and don't get involved in the jokes of young people."

The students all laughed out loud after hearing this.

"Director Feng, you are not old, you are still young."

"That's right. You are the same, Sister Lily. How can you say that you are an old antique?"

A group of people came to the table chatting and laughing, and enjoyed the meal happily.

From time to time, leaders or employees would come to Su Hao to ask for his autograph.

"Xiao Su, my niece is your fan, you must sign one."

"Su Shen, can we take a photo together? I really like your songs."

"And me, I really like you too, I'm on the shortbread team!"

Su Hao also didn't expect that there would be someone bringing a pen and notebook while having a meal, signing autographs and taking photos in a funny way.

The students on the side looked at it with envy.

"It would be great if I could be half as popular as Su Shen."

"First of all, we must have his talent. Let's work hard and strive to surpass him."

"Haha, yes, try to surpass him! Let's defeat him first!"

As soon as Su Hao finished taking photos with others, he was helped back to his position by two students, one on the left and one on the right, and they clinked glasses together.

This beautiful scene was also recorded by a female student on the side.

Everyone had a great time eating the meal.

In the middle of the process, Zhao Zhi pulled Su Hao aside and handed him a business card.

"Su Hao, to be honest, it is thanks to you that Zhejiang, Taiwan and Taiwan are able to make "The Voice" so popular this time.

To be honest, I originally wanted to keep you on stage, but with your talent, keeping you on stage will restrict you.

In the future, if you want to participate in any program or which company you want to go to, if I can help, I will definitely help."

Su Hao took the business card with both hands and smiled: "Thank you, Director, I am not planning to join the company in the future.

If there is someone who needs me in Zhejiang, Taiwan, and Taiwan, I will definitely come over."

Zhao Zhi frowned: "If you don't want to join the company? Then you want to make your debut as an individual?"

Su Hao smiled and shook his head: "I want to open a company of my own."

Zhao Zhi was stunned when he heard this.

At this time, someone on the other side started calling Su Hao again.

Su Hao bowed slightly towards Zhao Zhi, turned around and left.

Zhao Zhi looked at Su Hao's back and couldn't help but be speechless.

If another student said this, he would only think that Yelang was arrogant and whimsical.

But when he heard Su Hao say these words, only four words came to his mind - the future life is to be feared.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that the celebration party ended. Everyone said goodbye to each other and walked out of the restaurant.

Just as Su Hao was about to go out, Zhao Jie stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders. He carefully looked around and took out a pen wrapped in paper from his sleeve.

Su Hao was stunned: "Teacher, what are you doing?"

"Quickly, sign your daughter's name." Zhao Jie lowered his voice.

Su Hao's head was full of black lines: "I thought you were going to say something important to me, but in the end you just wanted to sign something."

"It's important to get my daughter's autograph."

Zhao Jie acted like a doting lover and urged Su Hao to sign, "Xiaotuanzi, write down my daughter's nickname too."

"Yes, yes, I will write whatever you say." Su Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After signing a lot of things confidently, Zhao Jie folded Su Hao's signature and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

Su Hao looked a little amused: "I have long heard on the Internet that you are a maniac about doting on girls. You are willing to put down your dignity and ask your apprentice for an autograph for the sake of your daughter."

"Don't say you are my apprentice, I don't dare to call you my master in music." Zhao Jie smiled, "My daughter is so obsessed with minis these days, why don't I ask her for an autograph to take to school to show off?"

Su Hao suddenly thought of something: "Teacher, how old is Xiaotuanzi this year?"

Mentioning his daughter, Zhao Jie's face was full of love: "She is ten years old and has grown so big in the blink of an eye."

Ten years old.

Su Hao thought for a moment, then looked at Zhao Jie: "Teacher, how about I write you a song for your daughter?"

Zhao Jie's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right! Just write a song for Xiaotuanzi. You write the lyrics and music, and I will sing it. She will definitely be very happy."

Su Hao smiled and nodded, and after making an agreement with Zhao Jie, he walked towards the hotel.

After a celebration banquet, the students were almost drunk. The program team arranged a car to take them back, but Su Hao didn't catch up.

Su Hao didn't mind either and walked to the roadside to take a taxi back to the hotel.

"Su Shen..."

At this time, a woman's weak voice came from behind him, as if she was crying.

At two o'clock in the morning, Su Hao was startled when he heard this sound. He turned around and saw Bao Miaomiao squatting next to her with red eyes.

Ouch.

Oh my God!

Su Hao breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to help Bao Miaomiao up: "Why didn't you follow the big army? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Bao Miaomiao stood up, her eyes red.

"I saw you haven't come out yet, so I'm just waiting for you here."

"Are you going to cry while you wait for me?" Su Hao joked, took out a packet of paper and handed it over, "Let's go, take a taxi back to the hotel."

Bao Miaomiao sniffed and said, "Yeah," and then said, "We will check out of the hotel tomorrow and everyone will disperse."

Su Hao also felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

But this is life, there will always be farewells.

Nothing lasts forever.

"Su Shen, when I sign a contract with the company, I should tell you in advance, right?" At this time, Bao Miaomiao asked cautiously.

Su Hao was slightly startled, then smiled and nodded: "Of course."

He still planned to sign Bao Miaomiao, a good prospect.

If you sing well and look good, you might even be able to act.

Bao Miaomiao didn't know what Su Hao was thinking. She just breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely tell you, and you have to tell me too."

Su Hao patted his chest: "No problem."

The two of them were not on the same channel at all, but they both had a great time chatting.

…

At this time, Su Hao didn't know that the two songs he sang tonight had already caused a huge storm on the Internet.