Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

"Sing!" All four of them went to the scene on the night of the general election, because Jiangling's advantage was too obvious, so everyone was not nervous at all, the atmosphere was very relaxed, Jimo even whispered in Wanwan's ear to agree on the names of the fans .

Su Jianuo is gentle and gentle, so his fans are called "Matcha", Eddie is a handsome young man from England, and the fans are of course called "Ceylon Tea", but the two have been arguing for a long time over the name of Jimo's fans.

Jimo insisted on calling him "Dahongpao" and "Dragon Dance Tea". Gu Wanwan resolutely refused to follow. The tug-of-war didn't come to fruition until the final election, so she had to make a final decision, "Just call it Dongding Oolong Tea!"

Jimo bit her lower lip and twisted to pull the corner of her clothes to be coquettish, she quickly jumped down the steps, Jiang Ling won the "sing!" After the championship, Mingchen Media will be the first on its website, magazines, and newspapers. The signing news broke out in time, and she will accompany Jiang Ling to shoot the cover of "f&b" and do an exclusive interview tonight, to boost his popularity, as an agent, he can't be late for his first public appearance.

At the end of the show, she was waiting for Jiang Ling backstage. It took a long time for Jiang Ling to return to the backstage. He was still wearing a golden armor-like performance costume, and his heavy stage makeup was even stained with some gold powder sprinkled from the air by the show party.

The time for an interview with "f&b" is very close, but Wanwan dare not rush him, the intense training and performances for the past few days, even Jiangling, his eyes are tired.

Jiang Ling glanced at her, didn't say a word, changed into his half-worn casual clothes, and asked the makeup artist to remove his makeup in the car.

It was only when the car drove out that Gu Wanwan realized for the first time how popular Jiangling was. It was almost midnight after the game, but there were still countless fans waiting at the door holding banners and light sticks. The signboard of "Jiangling" twinkles in the middle of the night, and one can be seen every two meters.

Wan Wan secretly patted her chest and thanked her, luckily she asked the company to send another car over in advance, otherwise Jiang Ling would not have been able to leave so smoothly today.

Seeing that the car had already passed half the street, she called Mingchen's staff who were still at the scene, and asked them to tell the fans that Jiang Ling had left, and organized them to disperse with the backbone of the support club. It's too far away to take a taxi. She has already contacted two 45-seater buses. Hurry up and arrange the route to ensure everyone's safety.

After thanking the staff, she found that Jiang Ling leaned his head on the seat, eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and the makeup artist was sitting sideways beside him and quickly removing makeup.

The make-up artist is also Mingchen's employee, and she was in charge of Jiang Ling's makeup during the competition. There was a tacit understanding between the two of them. At this moment, she moved her fingers dexterously, her posture was skillful, and her hands were steady. She quickly removed the layer of paint on Jiang Ling's face.

"Miss Fu, your skills are really good." Wanwan lowered her voice and chatted with the makeup artist.

The makeup artist smiled and kept working, "It's still makeup removal, it's nothing, I have to put on makeup in the car later." In order to save time, they discussed the makeup for the shoot with the photography, costumes and editor-in-chief of "f&b" in advance. Decided to put on the makeup first, "Jiang Ling looked indifferent, but he still cared about his fans. After the show, the other singers went back to rest, and he was still signing autographs for fans at the front desk. If it wasn't for the security guards who were afraid of accidents, We must drag him away, and he is probably still at the scene now."

"Really?" She replied softly, turned her head to look at Jiang Ling, his eyes were still closed, his face had an unhealthy bluish white under the light, the shadow of the tree outside the window fell on him, flickering on and off, making people see Unclear his expression.