Entertainment life from early spring

Jin Guangjun looked coldly at the two people in front of him who were about to fold their bodies in half, "You are very majestic, FD Zhao. Although you haven't officially transferred out of school yet, in private you learned this very quickly, and you are quite capable of being a professional."

Your talent, how about I give you another promotion?"

Zhao Jianyong and Zou Xianbing lowered their heads and clasped their hands. They stared at the tips of Jin Guangjun's shoes without blinking. They had made up their minds and would remain silent no matter how angry Jin Guangjun was. They put on a submissive look with low eyebrows.

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Jin Guangjun laughed and looked around the two of them, "Where is the other person? Where has he gone?"

The two people with lowered eyebrows looked at each other after hearing this, and then pointed their trembling fingers to their left sides.

"I'm not talking about Yuliang, I'm not blind yet. I'm asking Bian Caiying, who is she?" He took the script and tapped the two people's heads twice like whack-a-mole. Jin Guangjun turned his eyes to the two people standing there.

Lin Yuliang stood beside him, "And you too, why are you joining in the fun with them if you don't go backstage to meet them?"

"I'm not familiar enough with the backstage of K Main Station. I've only been here a handful of times before. And the signature on the temporary work permit is invalid, so I can only help from the side."

Lin Yuliang took out his work permit from his pocket, showed it to the other party, then put it back into his pocket, turned to the two people on the right and said, "And staying here is my job, right?"

"Ahem...how can you say that?" Jin Guangjun looked around to avoid Lin Yuliang's sight, and pretended to whistle twice, "You are still working part-time in another station. According to regulations, you can only get a temporary certificate."

"Oh...that's it. How about I still stay here?"

"Stop talking so much, take the script and quickly discuss the process with the people backstage."

Jin Guangjun, who was furious and angry, took the script and prepared to fight. Seeing that Lin Yuliang had no intention of dodge, he quickly bent his elbow and tapped his shoulder.

"Go to Brother Xi Lie to sign. His signature here is no different from my signature as the PD. If he didn't know how to use editing software, I might not be able to use this program."

"Hmm... Guangjun, what you said makes sense. How about I find someone who can edit to replace you?"

Jin Guangjun stopped tapping his shoulder and turned his head to look behind him, "...Brother...shouldn't you be watching today's arrangement on the stage now?"

"Let's meet the guests backstage first. There are some we are familiar with and some we are not familiar with. It would be bad if we called the wrong names at the wrong time." After speaking, Liu Xilie turned his attention to Lin Yuliang, "I met Lin Yuliang XI again. I watched the program last time.

How does it feel? It’s something you can’t hear in the Dongguk University Gymnasium, right? So you’re here to listen to music this time?”

Lin Yuliang glanced at Jin Guangjun, who was still scolding the two of them, and then looked at Liu Xilie, who was smiling brightly in front of him. He bowed to him, the smile on his face had a standard arc, "He is a person who makes people happy because of the company of music.

A relaxing and enjoyable evening, and the beef lunch was also delicious, Kangsami Dae Yoo Hee Yeol XI.”

Hearing Lin Yuliang unexpectedly mention the word beef, Jin Guangjun suppressed a smile and handed him the script, then turned away from looking at Liu Xiyeol's deflated expression.

"puff..."

After a sneer, the pained expression on Liu Xilie's face became even more profound. He looked at the culprit who was pretending to be pretentious and tilted his head to the other side, "That's great. I will definitely use the same method if I have the chance."

I’ll treat you to a meal again, Yuliang.”

"Yes, then I'll be waiting with great anticipation. You two continue chatting, and I'll check the process first." Lin Yuliang's smile did not diminish, he took the script, bowed to a few people, and turned around to leave.

After his figure disappeared into the busy crowd backstage, Liu Xilie turned to look at Jin Guangjun and nudged him with his elbow, "I don't care, you pay for the apology. I'm not trying to test Yuliang.

I don’t have a problem with my school background.”

"Neither have I. It's none of my business. You have to ask yourself, brother." Jin Guangjun rubbed the back of his hand on his face a few times, and met Liu Xiye's sharp eyes like an eagle's eye with a calm expression, "And this answer

Isn’t it pretty good? People who only know how to fight back can’t be PDs; the same goes for people with good tempers. He’s pretty good. In comparison..."

He turned to look at the two people who were still eager to bury their heads in the sand like ostriches. He raised the rolled-up script again and waved twice, "Why are you still standing here? Hurry and confirm the process and guests."

Ah, is it possible that Yuliang is really asked to cross-level and ask us to sign?"

"Oh, Nene! We'll go right away."

...

People's words are powerful. Unlike what people think, language is just a tool for a person to express his or her thoughts and is just a communication tool. Sometimes it can really and truly penetrate into the hearts of others. This is something IU deeply realized after her debut.

There is a theory.

There were people coming and going in the waiting room shared with others. Almost every staff member passing by would glance at her sitting on the chair. It was not because she looked good, but because her dress was somewhat similar to the person who was about to appear.

Out of place, at least that's what she thought, so there was always a staff member who took the trouble to confirm.

Not long after, a man with a blue work badge on his chest walked up to her and asked the same question as the previous person, "Uh... Hello, may I ask who you are..."

The third one...counted silently in her heart, then she stood up reflexively, held the microphone with both hands and bowed at 90 degrees, and raised her head with a smile that might be welcomed, "Nei, Aniha Seyo

, I am a new singer IU, please give me your advice."

"Oh, IUXI, right? Wait a minute...newcomer..."

He flipped through the pages of the script in his hand, and didn't stop until he was near the end. Then he raised his head and seemed to be checking something.

"Hey, Consami, IUXI. I'm really sorry, because other seniors have arrived early, so can we postpone the rehearsal..."

"Inside?" IU held the microphone and looked at the other party with fixed eyes, "But the staff with white badges just came..."

"Ah, that is a staff member who is still intern, so he may not be very clear about the process. Originally, the order of the program is flexible, so it will be adjusted according to the order of arrival."

With a useless apology on her face, the other party sketched on the paper with a pen a few times, seeming to have decided her fate today, "Then please wait a moment, we will notify you of the rehearsal in about an hour, during which time you will

You can have a good rest."

At the end of the conversation, there was no unnecessary word, and even the apology was just a nod.

Sit back on the chair a little dejectedly, looking at the makeup and hair that I had done early in the morning for the announcement of less than 100 people, and the skin that was specially painted brown according to the company's requirements. I pursed my lips and looked through the mirror.

He looked around, and when no one noticed, he took the backpack, rummaged through a pocket at the bottom and found a small piece of chocolate, placed it in the palm of his hand, and planned to swallow it.

"Hello, may I ask?"