"Flower" exploded.

Lynch had expected that Di Lan would be reborn, so both of them were very calm.

Tang Jingchuan was completely crazy about being happy.

In fact, he also vaguely felt that "Firefire" could become popular, and the film was indeed very good, but there were not many people who were very popular. As long as they were not taken to the market for a walk, no one could make the decision if they were mules or horses.

I was looking forward to it, but the result was indeed good, and it was - very good!

The box office jumped up exponentially, and the records were refreshed faster and faster every day. The theaters didn't have to mention it, and spontaneously began to schedule films.

Who can't get along with the money?

Tang Jingchuan was in a proud spring breeze, and even Mr. Tang was glorious. He gave Tang Jingchuan a sum of money to invest in Chuanliu, which made him come back to life.

By using one's own strength to bring about a company's rejuvenation, Di Lan dominated the entire circle.

Soon, Di Lan was exposed, orphan, introverted, taciturn, had no relatives or friends. The more all kinds of childhood deeds were exposed, Di Lan attracted fans faster.

——Beautiful, strong, miserable, eternal king of character.

Now Di Lan is surrounded by people everywhere, and the fans who pick up the plane at the airport have already started to organize the banners, and the banner signs are held high.

Di Lan looked cold, and bent down to the fans politely and alienatedly, counting as thanks. She got into the car amid the screams of fans. Lynch followed in and closed the door, "Drive."

Di Lan glanced at Lynch frivolously. Lynch caught his eyes and picked up the corners of his eyes slightly. Di Lan withdrew her gaze.

The assistant said excitedly: "Di Lan is so popular now."

Lynch is calm, "It will be even more popular."

Today, I came to A City to participate in the recording of live broadcast programs in a studio, a conversation program, a host talks with three artists, asks the same question, and the three answers separately. The host's questions were sharp and concise, and full of topics.

The live broadcast is the most popular conversation program now.

This time, the producer obviously came very tricky and prepared, specially invited three artists Lynch brought, Shen Wenhan, Ye Feihong and Di Lan, who was in the limelight.

Shen Wenhan has been popular for several years, and he is a little impatient recently. When he was the most popular, he wanted to expand his overseas route. The overseas market has not been opened, and this domestic cake has been divided by rising newcomers.

Ye Feihong was originally going upwards, but something happened recently and his momentum has slowed down.

Among them, the most talked about now is the newcomer Di Lan.

Backstage, Ye Feihong arrived first. He brought a makeup artist himself and put on makeup in the dressing room. Zhang Hu stood aside and looked bad, "When Di Lan comes later, you say hello to him first, in terms of seniority, you are

Senior, please put your posture higher.”

Ye Feihong said lightly: "Do you think I will be unable to get along with him?"

Zhang Hu was also annoyed. Lynch was so lucky. How could he sign in to an artist like Di Lan who was born with a natural appearance? He really couldn't even envy him.

To be honest, Lynch is really capable of leading people, and he is the one who brings fire.

Zhang Hu said angrily: "It's fine."

After a while, Ye Feihong finished his makeup and the door was pushed open in the stands. Shen Wenhan came. Ye Feihong stood up to greet him. Shen Wenhan and he looked the same style, with a straight facial features and a self-contained one.

With a righteous temperament, the two of them knew each other's background and smiled at each other with their hands.

Chen Wenhan sat down, and the makeup artist at the stage came up to do his makeup and hair.

Although Ye Feihong and Shen Wenhan were both brought by Lynch, they didn't have much interaction with each other. Chen Wenhan asked Lynch to take the blame back then, and after the person came out, he had no contact with Lynch. Ye Feihong came to Lin. Qi didn't hear Lynch mention Chen Wenhan in his hand.

Chen Wenhan's agent and assistant were both pretty beauties, who spoke in a quiet voice around Chen Wenhan. Chen Wenhan looked arrogant and looked like an emperor.

Ye Feihong looked at it for a few times and didn't want to see it anymore. He put down the book and told Zhang Hu that he wanted to go out for some breathing.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Ye Feihong and Shen Wenhan looked at the door at the same time.

The tall and slender figure, the perfect figure that cannot be blocked by casual casual wear, and a face that combines the beauty of a young man and a young man, makes people unforgettable at first glance.

Di Lan pushed the door and bowed slightly, as if she was guiding the people behind her. Lynch stepped forward helplessly, Di Lan's hand fell on his shoulder, his brothers and friends' ways of playing with him, and he looked like he was smiling. , "Brother Lin, I'll just have half a day off. Is it okay? I'll beg you for half a day."

Lynch was a little maladapted to Di Lan's artificial appearance, coughed lightly, raised his arm and pushed his shoulder, and said in a cold tone: "Get out of makeup."

Di Lan held her face with both hands and looked blossoming at Lynch, "Okay Brother Lin."

Di Lan was the person in the dressing room. Lynch turned his head and greeted Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu responded enthusiastically. Ye Feihong looked quietly and said to Lynch: "Congratulations."

Lynch nodded to Ye Feihong and sat directly on the sofa behind Di Lan's chair.

Di Lan sat on a chair and waited for the makeup artist to put on Chen Wenhan's makeup. From time to time, he glanced at Chen Wenhan's side face, and smiled as if nothing had happened, and a flash of contempt.

Chen Wenhan noticed that he held the chair handle in his hand and suddenly said indifferently: "Who is it? He doesn't say hello when he comes in. I think he's very popular. Everyone knows you?"

The makeup room was silent, Ye Feihong remained silent, Di Lan took out her cell phone from her coat, turned her head and smiled at Lynch, "Brother Lin, let's play a game with me."

"Stop playing," Lynch flipped the script in his hand, looked up at Chen Wenhan, and said in a cold tone, "There is surveillance here, it's not good to be photographed."

Chen Wenhan was suddenly shocked and met Lynch's eyes in the makeup mirror. As soon as the two of them touched their eyes, Lynch slowly lowered his eyes.

"Playing games is not shameful." Di Lan said coquettishly on the back of the chair with both hands.

Lynch said slowly: "Don't play with you, I will depend on me at that time, and say that the agent leads bad artists."

The two of them sang and said something, and Chen Wenhan couldn't sit still after hearing it. He urged the makeup artist, "Can you hurry up?"

The makeup artist was also trembling and said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll try to get faster."

"It's okay," Di Lan turned her face, didn't open the game, opened Weibo, and said slowly, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll make it faster."

Di Lan is unparalleled in beauty and can kill her without makeup. Ye Feihong can only sigh that she is so young.

Chen Wenhan is the 'bad' end. The older he is, the longer he has, the more his face becomes, the more unnatural he has. In addition, the injections are always a bit unnatural, and even Lynch, the agent, is just like The past never grows old.

He was only thirty, and Chen Wenhan was a little dazed.

Di Lan's makeup really wears quickly. He has good skin and deep facial features. The camera takes makeup and a little bit of it is enough. The makeup artist was frustrated by Shen Wenhan, and couldn't help but praise Di Lan, "You are me." The simplest artist ever put on makeup.”

Di Lan smiled slightly and refused to say anything. Chen Wenhan was so angry that his nostrils widened, but he did not dare to turn against him. Lynch's hint just now meant too much, so he could not take this risk.

A dog that can bite people does not bark, and Lynch is not the same as before. He holds a rising trump card in his hand. Chen Wenhan dares not act rashly from any angle.

So, three artists who had been with Lynch entered the recording studio together.

The host has already sat down, and the allocation of three people is a difficult problem.

Ye Feihong said first: "I can do it, you can sit first."

His posture was very high. Chen Wenhan looked at him indifferently, and sat down directly at the outside of the three positions without saying a word.

Di Lan smiled and sat in the middle position. His legs were long and he was a little shorter than Chen Wenhan, but his head and shoulders were outstanding. In the camera, the proportion was just right, and Chen Wenhan's shoulders were a little narrower. , without the decoration of ancient costume shoulder pads, she sat next to Di Lan, looking like a big-headed doll.

Ye Feihong sat in the last position, with the three of them standing side by side, with different expressions.

Ye Feihong's heart has calmed down since she received a pot of dirty water falling from the sky last time.

He was too strong and eager for quick success and instant benefits along the way. He always felt that he had made the right choice. He only realized the pain when he cut the knife on his body. Finally, he admitted that he betrayed Lynch first.

And a small company like Chuanliu that he looked down upon was about to produce a superstar. Ye Feihong was convinced that he was not as good as others and could not blame others. He was calm and continued to work harder.

The questions raised by the host are indeed quite sharp, but they are very limited, because all three of them have read the Taiwanese script and have a rough idea of ​​those problems.

Chen Wenhan probably had no appointments for a while and became addicted to drama. From time to time, he pretended to be shocked, looking like a hermit who was out of touch with the entertainment industry, pretending that he couldn't understand the host's meaning. , smiled and shocked, the program effect was very exciting.

Ye Feihong is still in a state of movement, Di Lan can be regarded as a expressionless face. He is a character of "Cool" to the outside world, and he is really too lazy to pay attention to people other than Lynch.

The interview went smoothly and was about to end. Because it was a live broadcast, the last part was to draw the audience to ask questions, and the barrage of the screen was overwhelmed on the big screen.

The rocker moved, the screen was frozen, and the netizen who was asking for a large size for Meng to change the size was locked. Her question was listed: "How many points will be given to your agent Lynch?"

The host laughed first. This question was both explosive and relatively gentle, so he repeated the question to ask the three of them.

The order in which the three of them answered questions was also found on the desk, but the last question was held and they didn't say anything.

Ye Feihong glanced at the two of them and said solemnly: "Nine points."

Everyone knows the conflict between him and Lynch, and the host asked: "Can you tell me in detail?"

Ye Feihong looked out of the camera, and the live camera followed him, flashing through Lynch's beautiful face.

Ye Feihong looked at the camera and seemed to see her past self, and said seriously: "Lynch is a very excellent and responsible agent. He helped me a lot. Without him, there would be no Ye Feihong today."

The host said: "Where are the two points deducted?"

Ye Feihong smiled like a little, feeling a little sad, "Let's be fate."

He closed his lips tightly, obviously pointing to the point.

The host turned his gaze to the other two people who were silent again. Chen Wenhan had already planned it and said generously: "I'm eight points too, the full score is ten, right?" Chen Wenhan also opened with the host. Just a joke, laughter came from the scene before he continued: "I was young and ignorant, which caused a lot of trouble for Lynch. After leaving, I felt that no one was perfect, and Lynch was eighty-point. I'm already full in my heart!"

There was another burst of laughter off the court, and the host smiled reservedly, looking at Di Lan who was silent in the end.

During normal conversations, Di Lan acted as if she was talking less and was inclined toward Jing, and her expression did not change much.

The camera hit his handsome face without any dead corners, and the photographer magnified the camera in a biased manner and made a close-up of his face.
Chapter completed!