On July 9th, at the evening of Jin Jiu La's family.

The big yawned, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, making his dry eyes feel much better.

Rubbing his sleepy face, Jin Jiula pulled his slippers and paced, stretching his still sleepy body, and couldn't help but sigh that he was really old.

In order to pay back the usury owed by his wife as soon as possible, Jin Jiula has launched five programs at the same time, "Same Bed and Different Dreams", "Masked Singer", "My Little TV", "Talk of Talk", and "radiostar". She spent almost all week traveling between the studios of various TV stations. She was shooting all night last night, and when she got home, she fell asleep on the bed, and it was already night when she woke up.

Kim Dong-hyun was lying on the sand, holding his cell phone and not knowing what he was looking at. Looking at his son who had not seen for a long time, a trace of gentleness flashed in Kim Jorra's eyes.

"Good evening, Dad." Seeing Kim Ou pulling out, Kim Dong-hyun greeted him sensiblely, and quickly turned his attention back to the screen of his phone.

"Yeah." Despite the smile in his heart, Jin Jiula nodded with an air. He was not a kind father in the standard sense. He was busy with work for a long time. The huge gap between him and his son was slowly resolved after his wife owed usury and hid back to her parents' home.

"What are you looking at?" said a little jealous and was staring at Dongxian.

"The video of "Give Me Money"," Dong Hyun said: "Minsuo Brother's performance is completely awesome!"

"Minsuo?" When he heard this, Jin Jiula smiled complacently, very proud of her good vision.

"Yes, "Give Me Money" has been aired for two episodes. Minshuo Brother's performance is the most eye-catching. There are already many supporters on the Internet!" Dong Hyun has long been conquered by Kim Minshuo's miracle rap and said with great praise.

"Well," Jin Jiula knew that without the deliberate arrangement of the TV station, an ordinary player without any background could attract such a level of attention, and it was almost like a big hit!

"Where is your brother Minshuo?" He looked around and found no trace of Jin Minshuo. Jin Jiula asked in confusion.

"Which is writing lyrics in the study, I will record the sound source task in a few days. I should have a headache, too." Dongxian said: "Dad, don't bother me."

"Hey, it's okay, I'll go and take a look." Jin Jiula disagreed and walked to the door of the study.

"Minsuo, uncle is in." Knocking cautiously, Jin Jiula asked in a low voice.

"Uncle, the door is not locked." Jin Minshuo's voice immediately rang.

"Hehe." Pushing the door open, he leaned into his head, looking at Kim Minshuo who was busy sitting at the desk, Uncle Jiula asked with a smile: "Is he still busy?"

Putting down the pen in his hand and pinching his eyebrows, Kim Minshuo smiled and said, "Uncle who is okay is just writing a song."

"Well, keep calm and be prepared." Jin Jiula didn't know how to comfort and encourage him. He was a vicious tongue, but he was not a good man like Yoo Jae-suk.

"Thank you, uncle." Kim Minshuo smiled.

"Okay, then, you can keep busy." I felt that I was about to be unable to answer the conversation, and Jin Jiula was ready to withdraw now.

"Wait uncle," Jin Minshuo called him out, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What's wrong?" Jin Jiula looked at Jin Minshuo in confusion and asked.

"...It's like this," Kim Minshuo, who hesitated for a long time and was not good at asking for help, explained stumblely: "I have an artist friend who has encountered some things recently. All notices such as variety shows have been banned..."

"Ah! Such a thing," Jin Jiula smiled when she heard this: "Do you want your friends to come on my show?"

"Is there any suitable one?" Kim Minshuo didn't hide his meaning, but just asked worriedly: "I won't cause trouble for you uncle, right?"

"Where is causing trouble?" Jin Jiula gave him a blank look: "In recent years, too many variety shows have been launched, there are many channels for artist promotion, and the foreign-related work of the TV station is not easy to do. The PDF that I am familiar with has long mentioned to me, asking me to show my connections and invite guests to come."

"But you know," Jin Jiula blushed: "Uncle, my style is just a stinky tongue. People in the entertainment industry are almost offending. Where can they have any connections? So I can't find any decent guests."

Kim Minshuo smiled and explained clearly: "Uncle, don't worry, my friends are all beautiful women."

"Beauty? Really?" Kim Jong-ra's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and shouted, "It's krysta1, right? It's Xiujing, right?" He knew that Kim Min-soo was an assistant to Xiujing.

"That's true, that child is now restricted..." Jin Jiula thought to herself, and said secretly.

Kim Minshuo was stunned and continued, "Uncle, actually..."

"Minsuo, let's do it," Jin Jiula decided: "The other programs are not suitable. The masked singer will not see the effect in the short term. If it is fixed for a long time, it will be difficult for the ** company to pass."

"Just go to "My Little TV"!" He said to Kim Minshuo with great enthusiasm.

"I will discuss with PDF and arrange it in the latest issue as soon as possible. Moreover, it is not very good to come alone," Jin Jiula pondered, thinking about the matter very carefully: "Let's do this, Xiujing can bring another friend over, it's better to be a beauty anyway."

"...Okay." Kim Minshuo agreed with a wry smile.

"Then you keep busy, uncle won't disturb you anymore." Jin Jiula smiled and retreated, probably to contact the PDF.

"I just want to find a trip for bestie..."

After all, it was the trouble he caused, so bestie and Luo Yijing were dragged down and banned by Kuang Mo in the variety show circle. Kim Minshuo just thought that if Bestie appeared on the Jin Jiula show, Kuang Mo could understand his attitude.

"Although it's different from what I thought, it's at least achieved its goal." It's better now. Not only can I bring a bestie member, but I also arranged a trip for Xiujing, who was idle in the dormitory to pick her feet. My assistant finally got something done.

"Yupsai? Brother Yijing?" Jin Minshuo called Luo Yijing. After meeting at the TV station, the two had exchanged mobile phone numbers, which were considered friends who could speak.

"Nei, Minshuoxi." Luo Yijing's voice looked very decadent, and he forced himself to deal with Jin Minshuo.

"I found a variety show itinerary for bestie," Kim Minshuo said straight to the point and said directly: "I don't know if it fits your wishes. It's Uncle Jin Jiula."

"Cough cough!" A loud cough sounded across the opposite side, and Luo Yijing's excited voice came over.

"Really? It's really a variety show of senior Kim Kowla? Minshuoxi, thank you, thank you!"

As he was talking, Luo Yijing was overjoyed and actually cried.

Sighing, Kim Minshuo hung up the phone, leaving Luo Yijing with space to vent his voice alone.

Lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling blankly, Kim Minshuo gradually closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!