Offstage, Yang Ning's cell phone was buzzing non-stop with people looking for commercial performances and advertising endorsements. In just a few minutes, she received no less than six calls.

In the end, I had no choice but to switch to vibrate mode and prepare to call back one by one tomorrow.

Backstage, Shen Hao was scrolling through his mobile phone and saw messages from Fang Jing one after another. After checking again, it turned out that it was the thirteenth hot search topic on Weibo.

The first few items were news about Liu Tianwang appearing on Hunan Satellite TV. After checking the number of online voters, it was 1.32 million, 100,000 ahead of Wu Fan, and only 60,000 away from the first place Han Hong.

Fortunately, there are not so many votes now and it has begun to slowly decrease.

Even so, he didn't dare to underestimate this young boy who debuted at the same time. How long had he been debuting? So many second-tier stars were crushed by him.

If he had been given another two or three years of hard work, he would have been able to keep pace with Li Yifeng, the company's top brother.

After tonight, the company can clearly see his potential. Unless they are stupid, it is impossible not to praise him.

"I have gone through turbulent days and pursued dreams wildly."

“I have been through so many lives and deaths, but I pretended as if nothing had happened.”

"Walking through half the city, I just want to see you"

"The most important thing at this moment"

"It's the smallest thing that belongs to you"

…

On the stage, Huang Xiaoming and his wife were singing a chorus. With Fang Jing in front of them, everyone didn't cheer for them too loudly.

Fortunately, Master Huang's popularity is quite good, and some fans are waving glow sticks and shouting.

Fang Jing moved a plastic chair and ran to sit next to Yang Ning. This was the front row and he could see clearly.

Feeling a dark shadow sitting next to her, Yang Ning turned around and glanced, helplessly saying, "What are you doing here? If you don't have a good rest, you'll have to count down to the New Year soon."

"Why are you so anxious? Teacher Han Hong is sitting still. Besides, it's a rare time to come here. How can we not have a good time?"

Fang Jing picked up a fluorescent stick from somewhere and imitated the others in waving it while shouting "Lao Tie Liu Liu Liu" loudly.

This look is nothing like the mature look he had just on stage, which attracted the attention of people around him...

Yang Ning was embarrassed, grabbed the light stick, smiled and said to the people around her: "This kid is a little excited, don't be surprised."

Hitting Fang Jing on the head with a stick, Yang Ning whispered: "Next to me is Mr. Yang of the company, don't you recognize him? The one on your right is the retired leader of Magic City TV."

"And the one wearing the hat is a director contracted by the company. There are so many big people here. If you are embarrassed, I will throw you out."

Fang Jing sweated profusely and smiled apologetically at a few people. Just now he thought these were ordinary people.

After Yang Ning said this, he looked up and saw that most of the people in front of the stage near the stage were company leaders. It was so dark that he didn't notice it before.

Feeling dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him, Fang Jing felt uncomfortable all over and was about to leave when Yang Ning held him back.

"Come back! Don't run around. Sit down and I'll come up when it's time for you."

What's the benefit of sitting with a bunch of bad old men? Fang Jing complained and rubbed his hair that was a little too long.

"shoot!"

Yang Ning slapped his hand away, gritted her teeth and said, "There are so many people! Be careful about your image."

"Yes yes yes!"

Fang Jing raised his chest and raised his head, looking straight ahead. Fang Jing almost didn't lift his little hands. He finally waited for Xiao Ming and his wife to finish singing and then ran back to the backstage.

Liu Wei was touching up her makeup. Fang Jing patted her shoulder and smiled, "Sister Wei, are you the king? I just learned a trick, Daji is a thief."

In the small mirror, Liu Wei looked at the lipstick line sliding down to his chin, turned around and smiled.

Fang Jing took a deep breath and held back an apology for a long time.

Liu Wei was in a low mood and sat on the stool without saying a word. Fang Jing tried to comfort him for a long time but it was of no use and only got the word "Go".

"Don't be angry. It's my fault. Let me tell you a joke."

Fang Jing sat next to Liu Wei and chuckled, "Once my sister saw a short story in the newspaper, saying that the most beautiful smile of a woman is when she shows eight teeth."

"She practiced in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally she smiled when she saw people. I asked you why your mouth is so round when you smile, and she said don't you have to show four teeth at the top and bottom?"

"Pfft! Hahaha!" Liu Wei couldn't help but laugh. After the meeting, he said: "Have you ever spoken ill of your sister behind your back like this?"

"Isn't this right? A smile will save you ten years."

"Oh... Fang Jing, um, can you sell me a song?" Liu Wei hesitated to say this. God knows how much courage it took for her to say it.

Huang Jinyuan didn't give her a good look, and she really had no choice. There were a lot of scrap manuscripts in the room, not one of which she was satisfied with.

Yesterday, I quietly asked Shen Hao how he got Fang Jingge, and he was surprised when he heard it was 100,000 yuan.

It sold for 100,000 yuan when he was not yet popular. Now his worth is probably several times higher. If he hadn't taken on several small business performances, she wouldn't have dared to mention it.

"What type do you want?"

Fang Jing took two cups of steaming water from the water dispenser, handed one cup to Liu Wei, and drank the other cup himself.

The words "Don't drink water from outside" were thrown out of his mind.

"What's the charge?" Liu Wei asked carefully while holding the water.

"Forget it, I'll give you a price!" Fang Jing counted with his fingers, four, five, six...

The more Liu Wei listened, the more frightened he became. Four hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand? Six hundred thousand? It wouldn't be enough even if he sold himself.

After a while, Jing made an eight sign and said seriously: "At least eight hot pot meals, otherwise I will lose money."

"ah!"

"You don't want money?"

"Tch! Do you think I am short of money now?" Fang Jing waved his hand, looking calm and calm, like a worldly master.

"Didi!" A text message sounded in his pocket, it was from Xu Shi.

"I don't have enough money. I've invested more than one million, and the purchase is less than one-third. I'll have to spend another seven to eight million."

"Swipe!" Fang Jing's hand slipped and he almost dropped the phone without holding it firmly. His heart felt like it had been scratched hard by a razor blade, and then he swiped it again with a shoe brush.

It costs another seven to eight million, which means it will cost your life!! Even if you sell it, it won’t be worth so much money.

"We continue to talk about the copyright acquisition. I will figure out a way to deal with the money. I will give you an answer in a few days."

After replying, Fang Jing took a deep breath and put the phone in his pocket.

Money must be earned, and copyrights must continue to be collected, otherwise the day lily will become cold if it is delayed any longer.

With an investment of seven to eight million now, he believes that within two to three years, the harvest will be ten or twenty times greater.

"Leave the hotpot to me and leave the song to me. I want an ancient style song."

"It's easy to talk about." Fang Jing's smile was uglier than crying.

…

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"

"Boom!"

At twelve o'clock, under the countdown of stars, bunches of fireworks shot into the sky, colorful, like shooting stars in the sky, lighting up the night of the sports center.
Chapter completed!