I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 730 I Believe In You

Every day when they go out, Jing Xiaoqiang and Pan Yunyan have to rack their brains in various disguises, and then take a car through the private passage of the hotel, get rid of the surrounding reporters and sneak into the crowd.

Then whether it was in the subway or on the street, he was recognized more than once, and then he quickly took a taxi and left.

While enjoying the rapid accumulation of wealth, you have to endure the reality that this kind of personal space is invaded.

Because even after the concert is over, drama critics and music critics headed by Jefferson are still continuing to interpret Robert's singing and writing skills at length.

It belongs to the fragrance of long-term fermentation.

Of course, the "friendship" between Jing Xiaoqiang and Mi Gao is also the focus of eager attention from all parties.

When Mi Gao encountered difficult times, his good friends who never left him must have some unspeakable secrets.

So Jing Xiaoqiang and Pan Yunyan tried not to show up with Mi Gao in public.

Michael did not go to Lincoln Center to attract attention.

Relying on being Jing Xiaoqiang's "personal photographer", Pan Yunyan wanted to record all the details of his performance, but actually followed him through Lincoln Center and the Metropolitan Opera House to take pictures.

Take photos of all the details that are worthy of being used by the Shanghai Song and Dance Center in the future.

Especially the backstage mechanized equipment that the Metropolitan Opera House is most proud of, the seven lifts can flexibly and conveniently display various mountains, terraces, halls, lakes, seas and rivers.

It even includes a special workshop, where you can make all kinds of costumes, sets, and props by yourself. There are more than 20 rehearsal halls, large and small, and three of the large rehearsal halls can also be temporarily used as small stages.

In the past, Jing Xiaoqiang was not qualified to come in even as a colleague, so this time it was a lot of fun.

In the end, even the top makeup artist did Jing Xiaoqiang's makeup, and Pan Yunyan had to take pictures of it.

She now drafts once a week, and directly presents it on the second full page of the music newspaper, which is full of pictures and texts, making domestic readers very enjoyable.

In a sense, he is also explaining to all parties what he is doing.

It was not easy for Brother Jie to rush, so they had to slow down the shooting progress and wait for the producer.

As the first Chinese contracted singer of the Metropolitan Opera House, and also the chief young singer, and may be the most outstanding playwright in the new era, Jing Xiaoqiang does not participate in specific opera performances.

Even in the aria performances every day, there are many famous arias from ancient times to the present. Jing Xiaoqiang asks the audience to vote at the front desk of the theater every day, and he sings the one with the highest number of votes the next day.

Even if there are many pop music fans who have never heard of arias in the auditorium that is full every day, it does not affect the applause, cheers and various praises of the audience.

Even Jefferson has to rack his brains to find out what weaknesses Jing Xiaoqiang still has now, so that he will not be praised too much earlier. If he is compared with the three tenors at this moment, isn't it too much?

That is to say, Jing Xiaoqiang didn't take it seriously, and just sang well at get off work, and punched out immediately after singing.

Pan Yunyan waited in the background, took tea soup to moisten her throat and offered it sweetly: "It's not bad, I saw a lot of big people in the front row today."

She is also completely letting go of herself, except for exercising together in the morning, singing, dancing, killing, learning foreign languages, lying down...

Jing Xiaoqiang nodded slightly to Alex and the others to say hello, and walked quickly through the back door together.

There is a high-end Japanese food restaurant outside the back door. Saxi is so busy, she still insists on making her family's secret tea soup every day, and Jing Xiaoqiang returns to the Japanese food for supper.

The chefs here have also packed the bags in advance, and they can pick them up and serve them respectfully when they arrive.

The two tore off their baseball caps and sweater hats, snuggled together and disappeared in the bustling Manhattan neighborhood.

Manhattan in early February is actually the coldest time of the year, and the temperature is often around zero degrees, but it is colder than New Jersey because of the strong wind between the tall buildings.

So Pan Yunyan simply got into Jing Xiaoqiang's padded jacket, chattering about how many experts and famous actors came to the backstage to listen to the music, it must be an entertainment ticket.

Jing Xiaoqiang listened eagerly, taking a sip of tea soup to moisturize from time to time.

There is still a little sleet falling today, and the atmosphere is extremely warm and romantic.

In fact, it is similar to Jing Xiaoqiang's previous get off work in the theater, and the girl in his arms is also so beautiful and high-scoring, but at that time he had to walk a long way back to the noisy and crowded apartment building.

Maybe the ex-girlfriend will also work part-time in a hotel, bar, or restaurant.

Now it's only two streets away, and I returned to the high-end hotel before I finished drinking the tea soup.

Most of the top hotels in Manhattan have low-key entrances, no parking areas, no fountains, and only a few very elegant awnings on the side of the road.

As soon as the two of them entered the elevator room through the back door, the lobby manager and security guards blocked the reporters pretending to be customers.

Jing Xiaoqiang still thanked the reporter with a smile. The butler-level VIP account manager had already opened the elevator and accompanied him: "Migao has guests, do you need to change clothes before entering the room?"

She also smiled at the vixen nestled in the arms of the big star, but she didn't greet Pan Yunyan knowing that she didn't understand.

Jing Xiaoqiang guessed it was a big star and didn't care, just took off his coat to the maid at the door, and walked into the hall where the piano was placed.

The two maids also followed closely to help the man wipe off the muddy water on his trousers and leather shoes, and Pan Yunyan also had a maid to take care of him.

The 400-square-meter presidential suite occupies almost half of the floor area, with five bedrooms, kitchen, living room, living room, meeting room, and gym.

No wonder Mi Gao spends 3000 to [-] million US dollars a year on these aspects!
This is a luxury full of banknotes.

In the hall full of wealth and wealth, everyone's eyes turned to look at him, and the most eye-catching one was of course the tall blond man sitting on the sofa, oh, Brother Dong, who is the favorite of the country and the king of the king. !

The man who will become the Grand Commander in the future.

It looks like he is still in his prime and 40 years old, so he can only be regarded as a brother who understands.

Oh oh oh, Jing Xiaoqiang finally vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a good relationship between Mi Gao and this famous real estate developer.

If he hadn't appeared by himself, during Mi Gao's most difficult period, it was Brother Tang who sheltered and accepted him.

This was later passed down as a good story in Citigroup.

However, at a glance, Mi Gao can be seen as a simple child. If you know him well, Jing Xiaoqiang naturally knows that he is Lao Shepi, a frequent visitor to that island.

I don't know how he would play with Mi Gao.

So I saw the golden-brown long-haired girl next to Brother Dang at a glance.

Isn't that the future eldest princess, but now she is a little sadly ugly, with a face as fat as a pear.

And this kind of standard Citigroup Caucasian girl, the baby fat can last until puberty, and then the aging period is much faster than that of the yellow race.

As a result, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he could reach the peak of his appearance in his 20s, and then collapse at the speed of light behind him.

Pretty frustrated.

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't want to look at Pan Yunyan all day because of aesthetic fatigue, and it was obvious that his eyes lit up immediately when he saw him, showing the standard symptoms of adolescent psychosis.

My heart is still secretly vigilant, fortunately you haven't won the election, otherwise it would be too miserable if you were forcibly summoned into the palace by dignitaries and dignitaries.

It seems that the eldest princess will take the road of science and technology in the future, so that she can last such a long period of beauty.

But at this moment, he still can't avoid it. Mi Gao has already waved to greet him and introduced him, so he has to save face no matter what.

Shaking hands next to each other, Brother Dong's family has two sons and a daughter, and his wife sitting next to him is said to be pregnant again.

As a half native of Xinxiang, Jing Xiaoqiang is far more familiar with Xinxiang's pets than Mi Gao. Diaosi Jing voted for Dong Gelian twice in the past. According to Mount Emei, it is worth sending up.

But after the second failure, Jing Xiaoqiang once again booed and encouraged the red necks to attack.

It's just that at that time, he was like an ant who couldn't even move the gravel, just watching the excitement, but now he still can't help laughing.

The corners of her eyes were even more envious of Pan Yunyan who tiptoed around the social occasion and slipped into the bedroom and study at the back, and the maid hurriedly followed her with the dishes.

Brother Tang observed him attentively: "When Mi Gao received the lawsuit, I was in Europe, and I was not able to stand up for him immediately. I heard that you would not hesitate to have a shootout to help Mi Gao clear his name. It is very admirable."

Jing Xiaoqiang is very wary of this kind of person who can become a super boss: "Small things, Mi Gao and I are both singers, and I can understand that he is a pure and innocent person. On the contrary, as a famous businessman, you can become a famous person with him." A good friend outside of interests is very rare and has great vision, Mi Gao will not easily recognize others."

Mi Gao wore a royal blue silk shirt and wide striped slacks, curled up on the big leather sofa with Jing Xiaoqiang, grinning, and it was obvious from his relaxation that he really recognized it.

Dealing with such a simple-minded person is invaluable, especially Mi Gao, a superstar who has already earned hundreds of millions of years, can still maintain this mentality.

Super rare.

Obviously feeling that Jing Xiaoqiang and Mi Gao are not the same kind of people, so he went straight to the point: "Then can I invite you to promote my industry?"

Jing Xiaoqiang shook his head: "I don't have a schedule, and Mi Gao and I have a very tight schedule, and there are three days left to complete the performance of the Metropolitan Opera House, and I am about to go on a European tour, Mi Gao, do you want to come later? "

It's just a small piece of advice, for a simple person like Mi Gao, don't play too deeply with the big talker, the king of the king, because he doesn't know how he will be sold.

Mi Gao said softly, "I'm going to cut the ribbon for Shupo's new casino. It's okay. I'll go to Portugal to find you two days later."

Brother Dang continued to follow up step by step: "I know Robert's series of North American tours are very successful, are you interested in participating in my real estate investment in Xinxiang? A small amount of symbolic investment is mainly based on your fame More shares, because obviously you are already a signed musician associated with Lincoln Center, and you will also be a member of Xinxiang in the future, and we can write a magnificent chapter here together..."

As a dick in Xinxiang in her previous life, Jing Xiaoqiang also read over and over again the most beautiful boy in Xinxiang, the best-selling success learning trilogy, "The Art of Dealing", "Success is Peak Survival", and "The Art of Returning". Pass.

This bad old man is not good money!
(End of this chapter)