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"Master Liang!"
Gong Ningqi was prepared to perform at the children's banquet, the little boy's father of Cinderella's stepmother, was beaten so hard that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. So far, he never mentioned the matter of being on camera.
? I even think reality shows for writers are a bit dangerous, and it is far better to retreat behind the scenes, which is safe and cool.
"Anyway, I'm fine. During the writer's reality show, let me be your manager, Master Liang."
"I have no money."
Liang Jia replied that in the chat software, Gong Ningqi added fans to her, and the conversation seemed to be in full swing.
"It's okay, I'll pay you for free in the early stage, and it won't be too late to give you money when you become popular in the future and have money."
"you sure?"
Gong Ningqi tilted his head, as if he felt that what he just said was wrong. After all, the probability of that happening is equivalent to the sun coming out from the west.
"Well, why don't you pay first?"
"I have no money."
"Forget it, once a big man says something, it's hard to follow. Since I say it, I will do it, then you promise me, just in case"
"Gong Ningqi, you are right, I have real fans, and I will be popular soon."
"Let me take a look!"
Gong Ningqi seemed to be more excited than Liang Jia, and gasped for breath.
"Master Liang, congratulations, this fan wants to help you set up an official group. Oh no, then if I were your manager, I have to chat with this fan, and don't post any bad pictures in the group."
"Gong Ningqi, do you think everyone is like you? Let me tell you, only brain-dead idols will have brain-dead fans whose fans are like them, and I don't rely on my appearance, but on my strength. So, absolutely not."
"Master Liang, am I still useful?"
"Originally, I am a young author, but now I am in the early stage of my career. I don't want to put on a show, like Duan Mubin, the domineering president, always pulling up his cuffs, just showing off his gold watch."
"Master Liang, you don't want me as a manager anymore? Why don't you count what you say?"
"When did you promise you? I keep saying no money."
"Master Liang, I came with you. Now if you look at me, you will become popular. If you play big, you won't even pay attention to me, a little follower who never leaves. Why don't you just talk to the ancient romance writer Yuchi Luming?" It's like playing big cards."
"hey-hey."
Master Liang seemed to be possessed, typing with fans non-stop.
Gong Ningqi, who was about to leave, looked back and saw a lot of spoof pictures on the computer screen, which was quite interesting.
"Master Liang, I see that you look so stupid. You have an illusion that you are not the idol of the fans, but the fans are your idol. Don't be brainwashed. You will be tricked into the MLM organization later. You won't even have time to cry."
Master Liang seemed to be deaf to what was going on outside the window, and he was still laughing happily.
"Hahaha, Mr. Liang, this fan is really funny. Every time you say a word to her, the reply is all about nose picking. Look at the last one, it's still picking upside down"
After all, in front of Liang Jia, Gong Ningqi imitated the inside appearance, and really splashed a lot of snot. After it dried up, he rubbed it into a mud ball and flicked it around with his thumb and index finger.
It wasn't until one of them jumped straight into the mouth of Liang Jia, who was smiling, that he was noticed and rushed out of the door.
"go out!!"
"Master Liang, Master Liang, we used to be college classmates. Even though we didn't have a good relationship, I'm still willing to fight with you for similar dreams. I don't believe in you. Eh? I'm Liang Jia's manager, what can I do? Things" (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com