Jun Qing turned his face and his eyes fell on the heavy costume armor, "Sorry, Sister Xu, I'm injured in my wrist. Can I do some light work first today?"

After all, she plays the piano and needs to protect her palms.

Xu Yuhuan raised her face from the screen, pulled the corners of her lips with a smile on her face, "Why don't you give you two weeks off?"

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Jun Qing also knew his current identity and still restrained his temper.

"Sister Xu!" She smiled and stretched out her left hand wrapped in gauze, "Look, I'm really injured!"

"Wrap a gauze and pretend to commit suicide for me?" Xu Yuhuan rolled her eyes, "Let me tell you, when you come to me, put away your stinky shelf as an artist, and you have to do whatever I ask you to do?"

Seeing the other party so cold-blooded, Jun Qing's face also sinks, "Ten years, Hebei, ten years, Hebei, maybe one day I will become an artist again, why should Sister Xu be so bullying?"

"Ha!" Xu Yuhuan smiled so hard that his body was trembling. "Do you think I don't know who you are, I can't even take the microphone, and I want to be an artist? Now you still owe the company millions. You can never leave the basement in your life?"

Jun Qing sneered, "That might be possible!"

"If you can become an artist again, I will crawl away!" Xu Yuhuan cursed again. The phone on the table had already sounded. She reached out to grab the receiver. When she heard the sound on the phone, her tone suddenly turned into flattery, "Sister Wan... What's wrong with you? OK... I understand, I'll let her go up immediately!"

When Jun Qing heard the title of Sister Wan, the corners of his lips curled up.

Putting down the receiver, Xu Yuhuan curled his lips, "Sister Wan asked you to go upstairs to her office!"

Jun Qing stood at the table without moving, "Sister Xu said, can't I ever get out of this basement in my life?"

Xu Yuhuan rolled her eyes, "Don't be proud, maybe I'll get back in a while!"

"Don't worry, Sister Xu, I will definitely not come back." Jun Qing took his information and looked at Xu Lili's face from the other table, with a cold look in her eyes. "One day, I will let you crawl along. Sister Xu's best lose weight and save time from not being able to crawl!"

Next to them, several girls who were packing their props were laughing.

Jun Qing turned around gracefully and slammed the door and left.

Xu Yuhuan sat at the table, her fat face was so angry that she blushed.

Going upstairs again and coming to Lin Fengwan's office, Jun gently buckled the door.

Lin Fengwan personally pulled the door open and took her into the office to sit down on the sofa. The gold medal agent did not say a word of unnecessary nonsense and took a document from the table and sent it to her.

"I'll give you a chance. If you really have the strength, then show me."

Jun Qing took the document and scanned the document above to look up - the performance contract of "The King of Masks".

"Masquerade King?"

"That's right!" Lin Fengwan leaned against the desk with his arms held back, with a formal expression on his face, "If you can enter the semi-finals through the preliminary round, I will be your agent!"

The Mask King is a singing challenge program on TV. No matter how big the singers participating in the event, they must wear masks to compete.

It doesn’t rely on fame, appearance, or reveal your true identity. It’s entirely based on strength and stage performance to win the audience’s votes and advances.

Such competition system and rules are undoubtedly the best starting point for Jun Qing, who is full of black materials.

He is worthy of being a gold medal agent, and he really has an idea.

"make a deal!"

Jun Qing reached out to grab the signature pen and was about to finish the pen when Lin Fengwan's voice rang out again.
Chapter completed!