What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

The two of them were in a state of panic, but the truth is that they are still in a state of panic.

Qiao Sheng didn't know how Yang Lihuan and Lin Yixiang thought of him behind his back.

He was now on an equal footing with the two of them, and no one could control who was who.

He was a salted fish, but in fact, the work had been done long ago, and now he was just waiting for a moment.

Everything has a time.

He ignored the outside world's speculation and imagination about the two Weibo posts, and didn't know Dai Youjing's imagination at all.

He just took the time to select a few replies with the highest likes in the Weibo comment area, and then disappeared from the Internet.

Zhou Cong's song has already started recording, and the two are staring at each other in the recording studio.

"Brother Sheng, say it again, what do you call these songs?" Zhou Cong stared at Qiao Sheng with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Hey, don't care about these details, I just mentioned it casually, how come you still remember it until now."

Qiao Sheng squinted his eyes and smiled, not looking at Zhou Cong.

"Brother Sheng, what do you mean I still remember it until now? I thought I heard it wrong when you said something like 'licking dog songs' before. Look, look, what else can this be but licking dog?"

Zhou Cong's lyrics were almost hitting Qiao Sheng's face.

Qiao Sheng smiled embarrassedly, but said very stubbornly: "What's wrong with the lyrics? Do you dare to say a word against the lyrics I wrote? Do you dare to say that these lyrics are not good?"

"You... I..." Zhou Cong was choked by the question and became a little incoherent.

He looked down at the lyrics again and could only shake his head helplessly and said: "Yes, the song is indeed good."

"Brother Sheng, but I still think these songs don't match my temperament."

Zhou Cong wanted to argue a few more times, but Qiao Sheng snatched his phone away.

"Then, take a closer look at the chat records between you and Zhou Qian!" Qiao Sheng clicked on the top chat box and turned the screen back to Zhou Cong: "Where do you get the confidence to say that you are not a lick dog?"

"Brother Sheng, this is different, Zhou Qian is my..." Zhou Cong was anxious, but he was interrupted by Qiao Sheng before he finished speaking.

"I know about my fiancée." Qiao Sheng said calmly: "But what kind of relationship you are in with the girl does not affect your lick dog behavior."

"You said you are not, come, let me ask you, if Zhou Qian wants to break up with you and says she likes another boy, she actually always regarded you as a brother before, what would you do?"

"I...I..." Zhou Cong seemed to have not heard the word "if" at all, and put himself in it.

"I...I will bless them!"

After struggling for a while, Zhou Cong could only hold back such a nonsense.

Qiao Sheng asked again: "If, I mean if. You found out that Zhou Qian was with someone else, and then she said she still loved you, what would you do?"

"I...I..." Zhou Cong began to fall into deep thought again.

Qiao Sheng gave him time to think, and continued to ask: "If Zhou Qian, who had been separated from you for more than a year, suddenly came back to marry you, what would you do?"

"I know this question." Zhou Cong was overjoyed, and he didn't see the playful light in Qiao Sheng's eyes at all. He said loudly: "I will agree to her and give her a grand wedding."

"Very good." Qiao Sheng applauded, and then continued: "Six months later, Zhou Qian gave birth to a lovely baby for you. What would you do?"

"Of course..." Zhou Cong answered quickly, but immediately paused, wondering: "That's not right, Brother Sheng, don't women have to be pregnant for ten months before giving birth?"

"Yes, I'm right." Qiao Sheng smiled.

Zhou Cong thought for a while in depression, and then he slapped his thigh as if he suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is."

Then he looked at Qiao Sheng with a face full of resentment: "Brother Sheng, what kind of messed up questions are these?"

Qiao Sheng smiled and said: "I just did a dog-licking test on you in a very superficial way."

"Then what about my test result? It shouldn't be a dog-licking test, right?" Zhou Cong asked curiously.

"No, on the contrary, not only did you not clear yourself of suspicion, but you became a good dog-licking test selected by Qiao Sheng."

"When I asked you these questions, your hesitation had already betrayed you."

Zhou Cong was speechless.

Qiao Sheng's evil plan succeeded, and he returned the lyrics to Zhou Cong: "I'm just teasing you! Just sing your song. There is dog-licking behavior in the song, what does it have to do with the person singing it? People with guilty consciences will bring it into it themselves."

He was really just teasing Zhou Cong. Seeing that Zhou Cong was beginning to doubt his life, he quickly explained.

After Qiao Sheng's persuasion, he smiled happily.

The expression returned to Zhou Cong's face.

But after he went through the lyrics, he asked worriedly: "Brother Sheng, I heard that Nine-Zone is also making a new album. You asked me to record a song at this time. You don't want me to compete with them?"

"Oh, your brain has become smart." Qiao Sheng looked at Zhou Cong happily.

Zhou Cong was speechless. He took out his mobile phone and found a Weibo and handed it to Qiao Sheng: "Brother Sheng, look, it was posted by Tianguang Entertainment."

"Oh?" Qiao Sheng took the phone and smiled immediately.

The content of Tianguang Entertainment's Weibo said that its singer Zheng Jingchi will cooperate with Lin Tongyu to release a new album in the near future.

Qiao Sheng knew that Zheng Jingchi was one of the few singers that Tianguang Entertainment could show off.

However, his position in the music industry is rather awkward. He is below the king of pop and above the first-line singers. He should be considered a super first-line singer.

But his fans are not happy and claim to be the king of pop.

Zheng Jingchi is already quite old. He became famous very early and has been struggling in the music industry for many years.

When he debuted, Tianguang Entertainment could still be regarded as a giant in the music industry. There were many talented singers under its banner, and it could almost be said that it occupied half of the music industry.

Unfortunately, the company's senior management was conservative and failed to catch up with the trend of the times in the ever-changing development of the music industry.

In addition, the singers are getting old, some have transformed, and some have retired.

Tianguang Entertainment's position in the music industry has long fallen from the first echelon to the current no one cares about it.

Otherwise, it would not have joined forces with Dai Jiabin to work hard to hollow out Snowball Entertainment and set up a branch.

Zheng Jingchi has already followed the company's transformation over the years and has become a film and television actor, and has won many awards.

It is estimated that Tianguang Entertainment invited Lin Yixiang to come out because of the good effect of his comeback, or because they felt that Snowball Entertainment was targeting the nine-member boy group.

"Brother Sheng, look, Tianguang Entertainment invited him out, obviously targeting us."

Zhou Cong saw that Qiao Sheng's expression did not change, and could not help but remind him.

"Hey, don't be like those netizens, thinking about these conspiracy theories all day long." Qiao Sheng comforted: "Maybe it's just a coincidence, right?"

"After all, Lin Tongyu hasn't written songs for many years. Since he has come out this time, it is understandable that others want to strike while the iron is hot and ask him to write more songs."

"Is it really like that?" Zhou Cong still didn't believe it. 、

"Well, it's really like that. I didn't mean to let you compete with them on purpose." Qiao Sheng said with a smile: "I just have too many songs in stock, and I need you to help me clear the stock."

Seeing Qiao Sheng's solemn look, Zhou Cong actually believed it.