The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 1127 The master who is not short of money
As of the 10th day, more than 50+ groups have signed up.

The youngest member is only 15 years old.

However, Quan Jing and Quan Rin are the siblings who are the most popular.

Of course, there are other celebrity groups participating in the competition, but there is really no one with such good looks and such young...

The fans didn't know where they learned about the competition between the siblings, and they were counting the days every day, waiting for the competition to start.

However, when the day of the match actually came, the fans were stunned.

No, why isn't there even a publicity for the game that was agreed?
It doesn't matter if there is no publicity, not even a ticket link.

What's even more outrageous is that the game hasn't been broadcast live yet!
How does this make them think of the little fairy and her brother?
The fans were heartbroken.

This mixed men's and women's competition is jointly organized by Grapefruit TV Station and Chenjun Studio.

The purpose is to choose a suitable motorcycle spokesperson.

As we all know, Zhao, the legal person of Chenjun Studio, is always a motorcycle enthusiast, and at the same time, he is a rich third generation!

Master who is not short of money.

After studying abroad, he opened a motorcycle shop by himself, and later named it after himself and opened a studio.

Needless to say, the development is quite good.

It's just... He is not satisfied with any of the spokespersons that his subordinates took the trouble to find for him.

Say something that looks like a crooked melon, which lowers the grade of his motorcycle.

Zhao Chenjun likes motorcycles, and loves to be lively.

When he is free, he likes to invite a few friends to sing K together.

No, he is free and has nothing to do. He spent money to organize this competition, and he also wants to see if there is a suitable spokesperson.

When Quan Jing and Quan Rin arrived at the arena, there were some people standing outside the arena, and some people did not arrive.

After all, all the contestants are artists, and everyone has more or less announcements on hand.

It's normal not to arrive in time.

The moment the siblings appeared, they looked over in unison.

There are all kinds of eyes, but most of them are envious.

Look at others, and then look at yourself.

It is also a bitter tear.

Suddenly, a sweet voice came from not far away: "Brother, there is a little fairy in front of you! I want to go and take a photo..."

Zhao Chenjun held the little girl's hand, feeling a little headache: "Nuo Nuo, don't mess around."

Unexpectedly, the girl named Nuonuo shook off his hand and ran to Quan Jing's side, raised her head slightly, and said cutely: "Little fairy, can I take a photo with you? I like it so much." Yours! My phone screen saver is also yours~"

Quan Jing didn't respond yet, but Quan Rin, who was standing next to her, gave a "puchi" laugh, and teased: "Sister, you are so charming."

Isn't it true, men, women and children can eat it all!

Sure enough, this is a world of beauty.

Quan Jing glared at Quan Rin angrily, then looked down at the little girl at her waist, with a gentle look in her eyes: "Yes."

In the next second, the little girl turned around and stomped childishly on the spot: "Brother, you are too slow, hurry up, give me your phone!"

Seemingly disliking him for walking too slowly, the little girl ran up and snatched the phone from him, pressed a few times on the screen, and said happily: "Little fairy, you can take pictures."

Quan Jing squinted and smiled: "Okay."

Just after taking the group photo, Nuonuo looked up and met Shang Quanlin's handsome face.

The little girl blushed.

This little brother is also very handsome, but still not as handsome as her brother.

In the little girl's heart, her brother is the most handsome!

That's right, that's it.

Zhao Chenjun walked over slowly, his eyes fell on Quan Jing, and he was amazed for a moment.

But he concealed it well.

These days, there are too many good-looking girls...

(End of this chapter)