Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Ding Heng took out his phone and tapped to close the application on the screen.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing seemed relieved, but their knees buckled and they uncontrollably knelt down on the carpet.

Ding Heng slowly squatted down, hooked his hands under the chins of the two pets, and enjoyed the dreamy, watery eyes of the little pets.

"Everyone did a good job today. Who would you like to be rewarded by the owner first?"

Chapter 326: Brothers, three parts drunk, acting until you cry.

The lights in the TV station's studio went out, and the live broadcast recording ended.

Long He sat in the backstage dressing room, his face looking rather grim.

Next to Sister Zeng is the program director, whose surname is Liu.

"Longhe..."

Director Liu got straight to the point: "How do you feel about today's song selection?"

Long He said frankly, "Director, I know that choosing the song is a bit risky."

"Adventure is no problem,"

Director Liu kindly advised, "However, the show is ultimately a competition, so it's best not to take too many risks. You sang your debut song today, and you saw the overall feedback. The only reason you stayed was because your total score was just one place above the elimination line."

The production team's intention is... if possible, to select works with higher public acceptance in the later episodes. This is to avoid a precarious ranking, as being stuck in the middle is very risky.

"I see."

Longhe's attitude was fairly proper.

"Get some rest and do your best next week."

Director Liu pushed open the door and left, and Sister Zeng turned to face Long He.

As a professional agent, her expression was quite restrained.

"You understand what he means, right?"

"Ah."

Long He nodded.

Director Liu's meaning was very clear: if you don't choose songs "properly," the production team won't be able to protect you.

She understood that she had to do her best, after all, everyone hoped that she could stay until the end!

She herself couldn't be sure whether she would act impulsively and continue to act on impulse in the future.

Sister Zeng continued, "So what are you planning to choose for the next round?"

"We'll see."

Long He yawned lazily, then asked, "Where's Ding Heng?"

"I've already gone back to the hotel with the team."

"Then let's go back too."

"..."

Sister Zeng gave a wry smile, speechless.

Young people are young; once they get carried away with their emotions, they lose all focus on the competition.

The key issue is that both of them are her bosses, so she can't say anything to them or scold them!

This is a difficult situation!

It was almost 11 o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

As soon as Long He entered the room, he saw Ding Heng sitting on the living room sofa, scrolling through his phone leisurely.

"Snapped!"

Longhe slammed the room key onto the entryway cabinet, put his hands on his hips, and puffed out his cheeks in anger.

Ding Heng put down his phone and turned around, quickly forcing a smile as he realized he was in the wrong.

"You're back? You must have had a long day."

"How dare you say that!"

Long He said irritably, "You only arrived five minutes before the recording today? Sister Zeng was furious!"

As Longhe's nominal photography assistant, Ding Heng only arrived five minutes before the recording, showing no sense of organization or discipline.

This forced Sister Zeng to give him a symbolic scolding in front of everyone, and then apologize privately.

Ding Heng got up and walked to Long He, shamelessly denying it back.

"Isn't this the day off you gave me? Besides, I wasn't late, was I?"

He got carried away playing with the kittens and rabbits in the afternoon and is still a little out of sorts.

"Giving you a day off isn't to make you..."

Long He suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked at Ding Heng's neck.

A clear hickey was visible on the edge of the man's collar below his left ear!

Long He squinted and asked, "What is this?"

Ding Heng reached up and touched his neck, chuckling awkwardly, "It's nothing, just a mosquito bite."

"Mosquito?"

Long He sneered: "The mosquitoes in Xingcheng in autumn are quite picky about where they bite."

"Summer isn't over yet..."

"Ding Heng, don't try to fool me!"

Long He's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, indicating that he was truly angry.

Ding Heng was taken aback by his brother's shout and awkwardly touched his nose.

"Calm down. Since you've made it to the next round without any major incident, I'll treat you to barbecue to celebrate."

Is this just about a barbecue?

Are you going or not?

"..."

Long He glared at Ding Heng, wanting to say something tough to maintain his momentum.

But in the end, she softened.

"go."

She turned and walked towards the bathroom, muttering to herself.

"Let me take a shower and change into some ordinary clothes, but don't think you can get away with this. I've already notified Sister Zeng, and she has to deduct your salary."

"Go ahead and deduct as much as you want!"

Ding Heng sighed and laughed.

Anyway, it's only 3,000 a month, so it doesn't matter how much is deducted.

Half an hour later, Ding Heng drove Longhe to the center of the business district.

Longhe glanced out the car window and saw the signboard with the four large characters "Baoyang Night Snack" shining brightly in the night.

The font was specially designed in the currently popular Chinese style. Whether it looks good or not is a matter of opinion, but it is at least eye-catching.

According to last year's investment plan, Xie Baoyang's barbecue restaurant brand has been established, with the simple and straightforward name "Baoyang Night Snack". Currently, there are two branches in Changsha.

"Is this owned by your friend?"

Longhe wore a bare face with a high ponytail and a pair of non-prescription glasses transformed from the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask].

It's still strikingly beautiful, but at least it won't make people recognize "Longhe" at a glance.

Ding Heng turned off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt: "Yeah, it's his dad's cooking, and his name. They're still expanding. Interested in being a spokesperson?"

"Forget it, Sister Zeng won't agree."

Currently, Longhe's team plans to focus on endorsing high-end or mass-market brands, as they would definitely not be able to get past Sister Zeng's approval for a barbecue restaurant.

Ding Heng smiled and didn't say anything more, then got out of the car and walked into the store.

There were still quite a few customers queuing in the lobby, which shows that the marketing was really effective and the restaurant quickly became a new internet sensation.

Xie Baoyang came out from behind the cashier, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with the Baoyang Night Snack logo printed on the front, and had a happy face.

Compared to his high school days, he has changed a lot, becoming rounder inside and out, showing signs of prosperity.

"Old Ding, you've finally arrived!"

Xie Baoyang strode forward: "Everyone's here, we're just missing you."

"Is business alright?"

Ding Heng joked, "Judging from your current setup, your villa garage should be filled with Land Rovers by now, right?"

Xie Baoyang chuckled smugly: "Thanks to you, the new store opened at the end of last year, and the turnover in the first month exceeded 400,000. My dad keeps telling me to thank you properly."

Ding Heng said politely, "No need to be so polite, it's you and your uncle who have worked so hard."

Everyone's waiting for you.

Xie Baoyang turned around and made a "please" gesture, then winked and joked, "My dad specially got a really big wild turtle today, saying it's to nourish you... After all, you're the hardest working person in our group."

Ding Heng raised his hand and slapped the back of his head: "Go away, you can keep it for yourself. I saw you changed girlfriends again on your WeChat Moments?"

Xie Baoyang did not deny it: "Although I have dropped out of school, I am still a college student. Isn't it normal to break up and get back together in a relationship?"

Ding Heng was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

When Xie Baoyang first graduated from high school, he was still an honest and simple boy who would blush when talking to girls.

Since the family barbecue restaurant business took off, seamless transitions have become the norm.

Money is indeed the best cosmetic procedure for men, giving Xie Baoyang confidence in his words and actions in front of women.