After the rebirth, the top idol, he pestered me to announce

Chapter 61 It's better not to think about it

In the recording studio, the gorgeous lights of the stage were flickering, and as the music accompaniment ended with the last drum beat, the nine people on the stage took the ending pose at the same time.

Now is the last day of rehearsal.

The remaining ten groups of students sat in the auditorium chairs, waiting for the rehearsal, which was also a test of each other's strength.

Xia Jinchu had a business announcement to run, so Ruan Qingyi rushed back to record a song, so only Rong Fei, Tang Zhi and Mo Jingwen were left on the big island.

Tang Zhi and Mo Jingwen were correcting them.

Rong Fei was sitting under the stage, leaning loosely on the soft instructor seat. In terms of dancing, Rong Fei really didn't have much say.

Comments can only be made from the perspective of the audience.

The mobile phone in her trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, Rong Fei glanced at the caller ID, and said to Xiaoya: "I'll go out to answer the call."

Xiaoya nodded: "Okay!"

Qin Yan's eyes followed Rong Fei's leaving back, and he didn't look back until he disappeared at the turning.

Who is calling her?
Qin Yan let out a sigh of relief. What he can do now is to train hard, and he can't make mistakes in tomorrow's performance.

He also needs to become better, so that he can stand in front of Rong Fei and tell her that he likes her personally.

Qin Yan's eyes became a little firmer.

Ji Chen looked at Qin Yan thoughtfully, always feeling that the way he looked at Rong Fei was a little strange.

Rong Fei walked out of the studio, the corridor was very quiet, and now most of the staff gathered in the studio to adjust the stage service for the students.

So there are not many people in the corridor.

Rong Fei put the phone to his ear, and a male voice came from the opposite side: "Mr. Rong, Zhao Rong is gone."

"Missing?" Rong Fei frowned.

"I followed Zhao Rong all the way to the Panwan community. Zhao Rong returned to his home yesterday afternoon, and he hasn't come out until noon today." The man said, he felt something was wrong, so he pretended to be a delivery boy and knocked on the door of Building No. [-] .

But there was no response for a long time, not even a human voice.

So Sun Yangze knocked on the door harder, even if he was sleeping, he should be awakened.

It happened that the user on the third floor came down with a bag of garbage: "Did you deliver the food to the wrong place? No one has lived in this house for a long time."

Sun Yangze hurriedly lowered his head to check the order, and slapped his forehead: "It's broken, it's really a wrong delivery. But I came here to deliver food yesterday, and I saw someone go in!"

The user said firmly: "You must have remembered wrongly. The head of the household hasn't come out yet." He hinted euphemistically.

Sun Yangze pretended to be stunned, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

After the user left, Sun Yangze turned back again, but still didn't open the door, so he simply turned in through the window.

No one is empty.

Zhao Rong was not at home at all.

Sun Yangze's tone was low: "Mr. Rong, but I was watching downstairs last night, but I didn't see Zhao Rong leave. Either he found out that I was following me, or"

Was kidnapped.

Sun Yangze is more inclined to the latter.

Rong Fei half-closed her long eyelashes, and said softly, "Someone will check his bank transfer records."

"Yes!" Sun Yangze responded immediately.

Rong Fei leaned against the wall, a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes, it would not be long before the hacker checked Zhao Rong's bank details, so Rong Fei waited in the corridor for a while.

Ten minutes later, a text message came, and Rong Fei clicked on it.

Zhao Rong only received a sum of 20 yuan today. Although it is not a lot, it is already a huge sum of money for Zhao Rong who has just been released from prison.

How can a person who just got out of prison earn 20 in just a few days.

[Hera: The ip address of the user who transferred money to him is in Shanghai, but]

Hera is a top hacker and has been cooperating with Rong Fei all the time. She asks a high price, and he is also willing to do things for Rong Fei.

Hera continued to check, but found that the person who remitted money to the man in Modu was an overseas user, in England.

This.
Hera was speechless, and could only tell Rong Fei the news.

Rong Fei stared at the information on the screen for a few seconds, then simply called Sun Yangze: "Call the police."

Sun Yangze over there was taken aback: "Huh?"

Rong Fei: "If a living person is missing, of course we have to rely on the police to investigate."

"understood."

Rong Fei put away the line, and just as she stuffed the phone into her pocket, Ji Chen came out.

Ji Chen looked shy: "Sister Fei, can I have a private talk with you?"

Rong Fei frowned invisibly: "Yes."

Rong Fei remembered that Ji Chen was an artist under her banner, so she must have something to tell her.

"This is not a place to talk." Ji Chen and her were separated by just the right distance, neither alienated nor close: "Sister Fei, it's inconvenient for you to walk, shall I help you?"

"No need." Rong Fei refused, and Ji Chen nodded without forcing her, and only consciously slowed down her pace.

The two walked to the end of the corridor, where there were no cameras and no one passed by.

Ji Chen said embarrassingly: "Sister Fei, in fact, I've been under a lot of pressure recently, fearing that I might not be good enough and embarrass the company."

Standing uncomfortable, Rong Fei moved a little bit, feeling puzzled by what Ji Chen said.

What's the use of telling her about the pressure?

She couldn't dance for him.

"So?" Rong Fei asked indifferently.

Ji Chen looked even more ashamed: "I know I shouldn't have told you, Sister Fei—"

Rong Fei interrupted him directly: "If you know what to say, just hold back, I don't have time to listen to your complaints."

Ji Chen was taken aback.

He thought that since he was an artist signed by Yuwei Media, Rong Fei's attitude would be gentler, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Ji Chen's height is 1.8 meters three. When Rong Fei looked at him, he raised his head slightly, and his eyes were cold: "Ji Chen, what kind of results you can achieve depends on yourself. If you can't make your debut, the company will arrange other jobs for you." direction."

Such as flying solo, such as changing careers to become an actor, it all depends on Ji Chen's performance in the show.

But Ji Chen had better not have any wrong thoughts, otherwise Rong Fei would block Ji Chen without hesitation.

Ji Chen looked a little flustered, and quickly said: "Sister Fei, you misunderstood, I don't mean to take a shortcut."

"I just," he stammered, shyly said, "I just want Sister Fei's signature. With Sister Fei's efforts, I will definitely whip myself better."

Rong Fei narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Ji Chen carefully for a while, his expression was sincere, not fake.

But Rong Fei thought of Qin Yan for no reason, and a trace of irritability floated in his heart: "Pen."

Ji Chen's face brightened, probably because he was really nervous, and when he opened the cap of the pen, he shook a bit before handing the pen and paper to her.

When handing over the papers, Ji Chen's fingers accidentally touched hers, and the temperature of Rong Fei's hands was slightly cold.

He didn't seem to notice it at all, and stood there, waiting for Rong Fei to sign.

——Thanks to Anthracene, Xingchun, and poisoned me. . , Uncle Fat Pig, Qing Shu, and Ran Yi voted for recommendations~
Thanks to Ranyi and Qingshu for their rewards, ok!

There is no day four today, make up for it tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)