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Besides Li Ran, there were several other guests who arrived early backstage.

In the corner, a young man with exquisite makeup slowly looked up at the group, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

The man beside him subtly nudged his side, the force neither too light nor too heavy, but carrying a clear warning.

The young man seemed to wake from a dream and suddenly stood up. He took two steps to Jiang Zhiyu's side and extended his hand: "Hello, I am Bai Rong."

Jiang Zhiyu reached out and shook hands with him, but they parted after a brief touch. His expression was indifferent: "Hello, Jiang Zhiyu."

Bai Rong subconsciously glanced at Jiang Zhiyu a couple more times before quickly looking away and continuing to greet the others.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhiyu seemed to care about him and looked up to observe his condition.

Bai Rong, who was bowing and shaking hands with each person, looked humble and proper. He had heavy makeup on his face, with blush and red lips that made him look very energetic, but the dark circles under his eyes and his somewhat unfocused gaze revealed his endless weariness.

The man who reminded Bai Rong to greet him frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, then strode forward, bypassing Bai Rong and stopping directly in front of Jiang Zhiyu with a clear purpose. With a slick smile typical of seasoned businessmen, he introduced himself to Jiang Zhiyu: "Hello, I am Pan Ming, Bai Rong's agent."

Jiang Zhiyu calmly shifted his gaze from Bai Rong to Pan Ming, whose smile didn't reach his eyes.

He didn't miss Bai Rong's momentary stiffness, but Jiang Zhiyu nodded nonchalantly as if he hadn't seen anything: "Hello, Teacher Pan."

This polite address clearly pleased Pan Ming, who immediately burst into two hearty laughs, deliberately amplifying his laughter with a hint of smug superiority.

He then raised his hand and patted Jiang Zhiyu's shoulder lightly, his tone straightforward: "Xiao Jiang, I've been following you for a long time. I heard you don't have a permanent agent yet, and the club manager is handling everything for you?"

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu nod slightly, Pan Ming continued, "Shangcheng Entertainment is very sincere. We can directly offer you a top-tier S-level agency contract with all the best resources and benefits. You can think about it carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a simple white business card from his business card holder and handed it to Jiang Zhiyu.

The business card design is a simple white background with the words: Shangcheng Entertainment - Professional Manager - Pan Ming.

Bai Rong, who was standing silently to the side, lowered her eyes, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Just as he was about to speak, he looked up and met Pan Ming's gaze.

His gaze was cold and sharp, carrying an undisguised threat and warning, without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

Bai Rong was instantly silenced, all her courage vanished, and she lowered her head again, trembling slightly, her lips pressed tightly together, remaining silent.

In the moment of awkward tension, Li Ran stepped forward at just the right moment, naturally put his arm around Jiang Zhiyu's shoulder, and gently led him away from Pan Ming, subtly interrupting the abrupt conversation.

He laughed and tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, let's not talk about work or personal matters for now. Let's quickly go over the script. The live broadcast is about to start, so let's get ready."

Until he went on stage, Pan Ming didn't have a chance to speak to Jiang Zhiyu again. He could only stand on the edge and watch the crowd circling around Jiang Zhiyu.

Bai Rong remained quietly in the corner backstage, silently watching the staff come and go.

Finally, the live recording of episode 921 of "Happy 2+1" has officially begun.

The show has always started with a short guest performance, and the "important mission" of this episode's opening performance naturally falls to the four members from "Shining Project".

Because the recording of this program was arranged in a hurry, they didn't have time to prepare an opening performance, so they could only use their ever-repeated theme song performance as a formality.

There weren't many audience members at the recording, but the studio was packed. Even the free TV staff squeezed into the small studio and stood around looking at the stage.

There was some commotion in the room, with chatter even drowning out the safety instructions that were playing on a loop in the studio.

Snapped--

All the lights on site were turned off.

The next second, the light and bright intro to the theme song rang out from the entire venue's speakers.

At the same time, the stage lights suddenly blazed on, clearly revealing the four figures to everyone.

The screams instantly merged into one, the sound waves layered upon each other, almost blasting the ceiling of the studio apart.

"ah--"

"Jiang Zhiyu!!!"

"Happy 2+1" is not a professional stage, unlike a stage studio. There are no accompanying in-ear monitors on stage, so the rhythm of the songs can only be confirmed by the sound system.

At this moment, the audience's screams were so loud and persistent that the cacophony completely drowned out most of the accompaniment, making it difficult for the performers on stage to distinguish the drumbeats.

Under the spotlight, Jiang Zhiyu, at the center of the stage, slightly tilted his head, looked up at the boiling audience below, and then raised his hand, his fingertips gently pressing down.

With just this simple gesture, he took control of the situation in a second.

The noisy audience fell silent instantly, and the screams that had been rising and falling came to an abrupt halt.

The audience remained intently focused on the performers on stage, but no one made any noise that might disturb the performance.

My beloved DOM-like feel is back...

[His stage presence is off the charts! I wish I could be in that situation and be controlled by him, hehe...hehehe...]

These four people are really good to me; it's rare that besides my sweetheart, they're all people I like!

[Is this another form of fan support? Wow, Jiang Zhiyu really makes it his home turf wherever he goes.]

In front of the monitor on the side backstage, Pan Ming stared intently at Jiang Zhiyu, who was calmly in control of the situation on the screen, his eyes like those of someone precisely selecting a perfect product.

He scrutinized her from head to toe, his eyes full of scrutiny. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. He nodded slowly, a greedy glint of determination surging in his eyes.

"I advise you to give up. He's not like me; he's not so easy to control." Bai Rong stood behind him, giving a self-deprecating laugh.

Pan Ming glanced around, and seeing that no one was nearby, he turned back and said contemptuously, "What right do you have to interfere with the company's decisions? Just be your little white flower in front of the stage, and creating profits for capital is the value of your existence."

Upon hearing this, Bai Rong's face turned ashen, and she bit her lower lip, remaining silent.

Seeing that he still seemed somewhat unconvinced, Pan Ming narrowed his eyes and continued to exert pressure with a direct threat in his tone: "Don't try anything funny. You know better than anyone the details of this year's new investors. If you really force us to take action, it won't do you any good."

Bai Rong's chest rose and fell slightly. She still didn't say anything, but closed her eyes helplessly, gritted her teeth, and turned to leave.

On the front stage, the four-person performance continued.

They knew the theme song by heart, and every beat and dynamic was honed to perfection. Even with limited sound recording conditions, it did not affect their performance at all.

Wearing a headset, Jiang Zhiyu stood in the center of the stage, moving with the rhythm of the drums in a bold and unrestrained manner, perfectly adjusting his state at each different stage, without a trace of his original quiet and aloofness.

Almost everyone's attention was drawn to it unconsciously; the extreme contrast and the relaxed typhoon made people unconsciously indulge in it and willing to give everything for it.

"This is the premium rose we've been searching for." Pan Ming stared intently at Jiang Zhiyu, who was completely unleashed on stage, and murmured to himself, his greed no longer concealed.