Quick Pass Raiders: Male God, beg for the top!

Chapter 55 Follow me, you will become popular 3
The weather is actually a bit cooler.

But for work, Jiang Huai can only wear summer shirts.

He was lying on the cold ground with his eyes closed. After a long time, he heard the director's call in his ear, and then he stood up, and slowly lined up to get the red envelope from the field manager.

After taking the money here, he took off his clothes and rushed to another studio without much delay.

The second set here is an ancient drama, and I wear relatively more clothes. Although the armor is already stinky because it is "loved" by too many people, after all, the clothes can cover the body and keep the body warm. Jianghuai Already very satisfied.

Lying on the ground for more than half an hour, the director shouted the card, Jiang Huai repeated the previous action, queuing up to receive the red envelope, but this time, he did not go to the next set.

In a somewhat remote alley corner of City B Studios, a tall man was wearing a washed denim jacket that was somewhat whitish, leaning gently against the mossy wall.

He took out the four red envelopes in his pocket, opened them, and counted them.

90 yuan.

You don't have to come out for the next two or three days.

With the extra money, maybe I can smoke a cigarette.Thinking of the smoke, the man raised his lips.

He actually looks good when he smiles, with twinkling peach blossom eyes, straight nose bridge, and slightly raised lips corners, just like the male protagonist described in the novel, but the light turned——

On the right side of Jiang Huai's face hidden in the alley, there was a very long scar, which ran from his forehead, across his cheek, across the crowd, and finally to his chin, completely ruining his face.
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On the way home, Jiang Huai bought a package of [-] yuan for Double Happiness.

He didn't light it, though, because—

It was written in the damn contract that he had to protect his voice, unless it was a high-intensity concert that sang his voice to death. Usually, if he hurt his voice a little bit, he would have to pay for it.

Sliced ​​him up and sold them piece by piece, and he couldn't even pay back the numbers.

So he's just smoking a cigarette.

Because the house allocated to him by the company was very small, it only took five or six minutes for Jianghuai to scrub the place.

But no matter how clean it is, it can't hide the fact that the dilapidated place is already damp, the walls are cracked, and the floor tiles have turned into 'snowflakes'.

Sometimes Jianghuai actually admires Cheng Nan's manager.

How did you find such a good location...

Words can't describe how hot the house is.

Because work was done too early today and he was a little bored, Jiang Huai turned on the most extravagant thing in the house - a computer.

When he turned on the computer, he couldn't help but think of what the manager said a few years ago.

"The computer is given to you to let you study and to let you take care of yourself."

"In the future, our Anan's path will become wider and wider. Your level of half-baked monk can't handle the audience."

"Also, you should also take a good look at Ah Nan's appearance on the stage, and then look at your own face every day, and think about Ah Nan's background. Sometimes, it's not because your voice feels a little bit that you can become popular."

Thinking about it, Jianghuai has already opened the video of Cheng Nan's concert from the webpage.

Well, this man's appearance on the stage is indeed gentle enough, judging by his face, he is indeed handsome enough, his background... the son of Yi'an Records, does have a background.

only--

Sometimes the background is brilliant, but it is not worth the unexpected disaster.

Looking at Cheng Nan, who was hanging from the high stage with a wire and fell to the ground, and then began to 'sing', Jiang Huai's mouth evoked an intriguing smile.

(End of this chapter)