Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

When he got the news, Gu Wanwan was accompanying Jiang Ling in the fourth rehearsal for the next day's concert at the stadium.

Her face paled in an instant, and she contacted the ticket office immediately, but the ticket office was not very clear about the whereabouts of the concert tickets. She only knew that there was indeed an organization that booked more than 70% of the tickets during the pre-sale. .

She then called the relevant department of Sina Weibo and asked for the contact information of the person in charge of Weibo, but Sina Weibo rejected her request because they had no right to disclose the private information of customers.

Wan Wan had no choice but to call Yang Baa Baa. If she remembered correctly, when Yu Yaocen resigned from the position of president of the National Support Association, it was the shy and lively girl who took over.However, after a long call, only the mechanical female voice of "Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Sorry..." came from the other end of the phone.

She hung up the phone in frustration, but was taken aback by the blond boy standing behind her, "Jiang, Jiangling, you... the rehearsal is going well, right?"

While looking for topics, Wan Wan frantically closed the tablet computer that still displayed the Weibo of "Jiangling National Support Association".

Seeing her flustered movements, Jiang Ling didn't stop her, just nodded slightly, "It's okay, I'll get a bottle of water to drink."

He unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip, then wiped his sweat-soaked hair with a large white and soft towel in his hand, nodded to her, and planned to leave.Wan Wan was heaving a sigh of relief, when Jiang Ling suddenly turned around, looked at her quietly, turned the black-screened tablet to the back and put it on the table, "When you get to this point, don't look back."

How could she not know the truth that no matter how difficult it is to cover the water, she can only bite the bullet and go down, but until now, one step forward is a cliff, and one step back is an abyss, and she really can't step out.

The time for the official start of the concert was getting closer, but there was still no audience in the huge stadium.

Jianuo and Eddie were all accompanying Jiangling in the backstage, only Jimo, regardless of Wanwan's persuasion, insisted on waiting with her at the entrance of the stadium, in the name of cheering up but actually flirting with the girls coming and going.

Wanwan laughed angrily at Jimo's sloppy look, reached out and patted his long legs that had been dangling dishonestly, "If only you really knew how to hypnotize, you can put everyone in bed now." They were all hypnotized into the stadium."

Jimo was sitting on the railing, smiling and blowing a long wolf whistle to a hot girl passing by, when he heard what Wanwan said, he immediately retorted, "What do you mean 'if you really can'? I would, If you don't believe me, look!"

As he spoke, he looked serious, closed his eyes, and posed in a power-strengthening posture, then bent his fingers slightly, took a deep breath, and his whole body froze as if he had caught something, and slowly moved from facing the street to the direction of the gymnasium. move.

It also pretends to be like that!He smiled and patted him on the shoulder. He really thought that he held the soul of human beings in his hand and could hypnotize their nerves.The tickets are still in the hands of members of the support club in Jiangling, and no one knows where they are, so they can be hypnotized through the air?If it's that powerful, what kind of magic is this? It's just called magic.

She smiled and shook her head, brushing her long hair with her hands.

However, the moment she turned her head, she seemed to see a touch of yellow, a ginger yellow like gingerbread.