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"Did she purposely stand in the corridor waiting for me?"
After Xia Fan returned to the lounge, he found a chair and sat down, quietly lowering his head, with this thought in his head.
Several times, he shook his head vigorously, trying to put the question behind him, but within a few seconds, the scene of high-fives reappeared in his mind.
Xia Fan slapped his forehead in a funny way and sighed in his heart:
Who can come to wake him up?
He glanced at the corridor at the door, gritted his teeth, stood up, picked up his luggage bag, and prepared to leave.
Just now, he had an idea in his mind. He would take a look at Zhang Xuehan after she came back from the performance, and even give her a high-five.
However, the next second, Xia Fan began to laugh at himself: You are nothing, you are so sentimental!
The show is over, why are you still here? Several artists who performed behind Xia Fan have also left.
"Sister Xu, let's go."
He walked up to his agent Xu Ting and said hello.
"Oh." Xu Ting nodded and picked up her backpack.
Xia Fan has been silent since he came back from the stage. Xu Ting thought he was still thinking about the performance, so she didn't bother him. After all, this was his first commercial performance in his life.
However, as soon as he started taking steps, before he had gone far, he seemed to suddenly remember something and walked straight in another direction.
In the huge lounge, there is also a separate small room with the door half open.
Xia Fan stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times. He didn't quietly open the door until the words "Please come in" came from inside.
"Brother Xiaoming, I'm ready to leave after the performance, so I came to say goodbye to you."
Wang Xiaoming was still sitting on a chair scrolling through his phone. After seeing Xia Fan come in to say goodbye, he stood up and shook hands with him: "Xiao Xia, your performance today is just like on the show a few days ago, you are always a blockbuster. "
"Brother Xiaoming, thank you."
"Hey, the man in front of you dug a hole, I thought it was enough for you" Wang Xiaoming shook his head helplessly.
"Fortunately, I have been practicing these past few days and can withstand the pressure." Xia Fan also joked with a smile.
Wang Xiaoming is actually very dissatisfied with the top male star's careless performance. After all, you are still going out now with the title of judge of "Brother Lang".
Wang Xiaoming has done this kind of commercial performance with a small scale, an official background, but a very low appearance fee. He doesn¡¯t know how many times he has done it in his life. He just has to deal with it, but at least he should have a professional attitude.
No matter how much you don¡¯t pay attention to it, you shouldn¡¯t party all night long the night before and come here the next day bleary-eyed with a big black eye.
That guy Wu Qi was so weak that he couldn¡¯t even hold the microphone. His lip-synching was exposed by him on the spot. It is a good story in the entertainment industry.
"It's just that the other party also has capital behind it. Everyone is on the same page and has nothing to do with each other. They won't take a stand for such a trivial matter.
"It's better for you, the performance ends early." Wang Xiaoming joked with a smile.
As the finale guest, he is still some distance away from performing.
"Brother Xiaoming, let me say goodbye first. I wish you a successful finale." Xia Fan waved his hand.
"Well, bye, see you on the stage of "Brother Lang". Don't quit the game!" Wang Xiaoming waved back.
"No, I won't retire." Xia Fan said quickly.
Xu Ting stood aside without interrupting, quietly watching the exchanges between Xia Fan and Wang Xiaoming.
She sighed softly. It could be seen to the naked eye that this top-tier senior and artist in the entertainment industry seemed to be very optimistic about Xia Fan and had a good attitude towards him.
In fact, Xu Ting is also very optimistic about Xia Fan's potential. Two comebacks against the wind are enough to prove that he has a bright stardom.
Why can¡¯t her leader Lu Ming see it?
But then I thought about it, as the top executives of entertainment companies are on the strong side of capital, they have long been accustomed to holding the power of life and death over their artists.
No matter you are a newcomer or a well-known artist, as long as you contradict the leader, you will be "banned" with one sentence.
There are too many examples like this in the entertainment industry. I don¡¯t care how earth-shattering your talent is. Today I can make you extremely popular, but tomorrow I can make you unknown and obscure to the center of the earth.
But the success rate of this kind of ban is not 100%. Generally speaking, among the artists who are banned, 1There are 1-2 lucky ones out of 00 who can break through the blockade, emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly, and their career will go to the next level.
Tianhai Entertainment thought that Xia Fan would definitely be one of the 98 or 99 people, but now various signs indicate that he is likely to be the lucky one or two.
"Xiao Xia didn't expect that you would get along well with Teacher Wang after participating in this show." Xu Ting walked beside Xia Fan and asked tentatively.
"Brother Xiaoming has always been very supportive of newcomers." Xia Fan replied calmly.
"That mv thing"
¡°I don¡¯t have the money to take pictures myself, so why would he refuse if he was willing to sponsor me?¡±
Soon after Xia Fan left the lounge with his manager, Zhang Xuehan finished the performance and returned to the backstage.
After she looked around, the smile on her pretty face slowly disappeared.
"I originally had something to do with him, but this guy withdrew first and didn't wait for me." Zhang Xuehan pouted a little unhappily, "It's a shame that I went to the corridor to greet him just now."
"Xuehan, do we want to take a break or are we leaving right away?" her manager asked in a low voice.
¡°Let¡¯s go, why are you still here after the show is over!¡± Zhang Xuehan replied decisively.
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Early the next morning, Xia Fan, as usual, the first thing he did after getting up was to pick up his phone and take a look.
However, after taking a casual glance, he was completely sleepless. However, he rubbed his eyes vigorously and seemed to see something incredible.
He just received a bank text message on his mobile phone, prompting that 20,000 yuan was deposited into his account.
What the hell?
Did someone transfer the wrong money?
After the business performance yesterday, Xia Fan's bank card had already received 10,000 yuan, and today another "huge sum" of money was suddenly transferred.
Xia Fan did not show excitement or excitement, but frowned and read the text message carefully again.
"Copyright fee?"
He finally noticed the note behind the amount of ¡°20,000 yuan¡±.
"What kind of copyright fee is this?" Xia Fan was still confused, not sure whether the money was really his own.
When he was confused, his cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller turned out to be Wang Xiaoming.
"Why did Brother Xiaoming call me so early in the morning?"
Xia Fan answered the phone and shouted: "Hey, brother Xiaoming."
"Xiao Xia, have you received the copyright fee?"
"Yes, I received it." Xia Fan's heart moved, but he was still a little confused, "Brother Xiaoming, what kind of money is this, I still don't understand the meaning."
"There is a newcomer under my company who sang "What Kind of Man" in a variety show last night. This is your copyright fee."