"Are you Miss Chen Wen and Miss Chen?"

Suddenly a voice pulled her back to reality.

Chen Wen turned around, and Yue Qingyun not only took out his press card but also extended his hand.

During this week, Chen Wen has read a lot of reports and comments about Ye Zihan. Some are blindly sought after, some are rationally affirmed, and of course some are just angry without asking about the details. Through the screen and the Internet, human nature can always unscrupulously demonstrate its bad nature, but rational people can always distinguish right from wrong.

Among all kinds of negative comments, the most conspicuous and convincing one is this reporter Yue Da. The profoundness of Chinese characters is completely used by him in such articles and comments that kill people without blood.

Without clarifying the purpose of this person, Chen Wen gave him a decent smile, neither humble nor arrogant, neither friendly nor alienated: "Hello, reporter Yue, I'm very happy to know you."

Yue Qingyun had never seen anyone. He could see at a glance that the little tricks hidden under the smart appearance of this woman did not need to be tested. She went straight to the point: "I heard that you had worked for Ye Zihan, and I want to talk to you privately..."

Ye Zihan didn't come to rehearsal until the afternoon. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she did not ask the driver to take it away, but took a taxi by herself. As soon as she got off the car, she heard a loud shout: "Ye Zihan, mom loves you!"

The sound is mixed with the pronunciation of bel canto, which is particularly loud among the noisy crowd.

Ye Zihan was shocked. Could it be that she also has fans?

Not only was she shocked, but the support team of other players next to her was also shocked: "Did this fan buy it? So much? Don't look at how much you weigh,"

"Yes, isn't Ye Zihan a mentally retarded? Chaoxing has only started broadcasting for one episode, and everyone here is a group of relatives and friends. How can there be any passers-by now? It's okay to buy ten or eight to support the scene. I'll count it... Well, there are almost one hundred people, where do you get the face?"

Ye Zihan didn't have the heart to pay attention to the gossip of these people. Seeing his support team, the corners of his mouth twitched.

What happened to this Hanfu in Shui'er?

Can we keep a low profile in broad daylight?

Also, the only aunt in the lead who is not wearing Hanfu, your makeup is very delicate and the cheongsam is very elegant. Can we pay attention to the image and not shout at the top of our lungs, "Mom loves you"?

I almost thought my mother crawled out of the soil and wanted to discuss life with me!

As a fan, can Ye Zihan spit out these complaints?

Of course not!

So her little face froze, she silently walked to the support team, took out a bottle of water, and handed it to the elegant aunt in the lead, and reminded her tactfully: "Auntie, why don't you drink a sip of water first?"

Chu Xiuyun was so flattered!

Her dear daughter-in-law actually noticed her at a glance, and even opened the bottle cap for her and invited her to drink water.

What should I do if I am a little excited?

She really wanted to pinch the little guy's tender face to show caress.

"Thanks……"

Another word "刘" has not been released yet, and my daughter-in-law has not obtained the mineral water. What kind of bastard is behind her that actually digged her away...

Chu Xiuyun looked at the young and strong girls pushing her behind, and her elegant face instantly turned into constipation.

When Ye Zihan saw the living Ye Zihan, how could they not be excited? When Ye Zihan first came over, they were not excited because her newcomer in the Hanfu circle was wearing too simple denim T-shirts, which made them not recognize her for a while.

"Mr. Han, look at my homemade Hanfu, what do you think?"

"Mr. Han, I like your Feitian Dance so much? Will Feng Qiuhuang still start pre-sale? I really want to buy it!"

"Han Ye..."

"Han Ye..."

Ye Zihan's brows trembled, "Master", what is this title?

Behind the crowd, Chu Xiuyun got angry: "Don't you know what respecting the elderly and loving the young means? Get out of here! Zihan, mother is here, come over..."

On a Maybach in the distance, Pei Qifan could no longer bear to look at the behavior of his aunt like this, so he secretly sent the recorded video to Pei Chunan who had not arrived at the scene: "Brother, is it appropriate for the aunt to do this?" After all, he is the number one lady in our Yuncheng! What's the matter with a group of girls pushing and pushing like this?

Pei Chunan looked up from the heavy work and replied calmly: "This is the scene of the Pei family, you don't understand."

Pei Qifan:...

It turns out that I am not a member of the Pei family, right? I have lived for so many years, and the word Pei is written in vain, right?

Pei Qifan was speechless and had to turn his head to look at the uncle sitting in the back row. He was about to open his mouth, but he was choked again, because at this moment, the uncle was actually holding a support banner in his hand, with a few huge words written on it: Ye Zihan, Dad loves you...

"What are you looking at? This is what your aunt did!"

Pei Jishan was angry and asked him, an old man, to squeeze into a group of young people, to shout "Dad loves you". He couldn't bear it, so he could only sit here and endure it.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Our Pei family needs to have a face-to-face arrangement. You can find someone to distribute a unified support suit banner and light sign..."

Pei Qifan's eyes were almost falling out: "Uncle, have you been studying fan circles specifically, right?" CPI, GDP is suitable for things like you to come out of your mouth. What kind of support suit hand lamps are definitely not words that should be spit out of your mouth!

Pei Jishan was very modest and calm about this: "It's just learning until you are old. Now our Pei family is going to produce a big star, and we still have a lot to learn. It's not easy for your cousin to cheat his wife back. You should take good care of yourself as a brother..."

Pei Qifan:...

Ye Zihan was finally pulled out of the crowd by a staff member. Didn’t he just want to buy her Hanfu? As for being so enthusiastic?

Look at other people's fan circles, they all like the contestants themselves, either to sign or take photos, but they just want to ask her for clothes.

"Miss Ye, are you okay?" The staff who protected her were careful and cautious, and there was inexplicable nervousness.

Ye Zihan then noticed this person. Isn’t this the staff member who testified to her in public in the last issue, causing her to kneel down by Pei Chunan?

But given that he was kind-hearted, Pei Chunan's washboard kneeling for her was surprisingly comfortable. With today's heroic performance, Lord Ye Zihan did not remember the villain's fault and generously forgave him.

"Things happened last week, thank you, and I'm sorry."

The staff member blushed: "It's because I didn't think about it, but I didn't expect Miss Ye to be afraid."

Fear, fear within?

When did she be afraid of Pei Chunan?

Ye Zihan's small face ended, his eyes swept over his work card, patted his shoulder, and said in a sinister voice: "Luo Ping, right? I remember you!"

Luo Ping shivered innocently.

The smile was still bright and the steps were still agile, but why did you hear the threat yourself?

Well, no matter what, from today onwards, he has a name in front of his idol! His status is naturally much higher than those hooligan fans outside!

When Luo Ping returned to work, his spirit and spirit changed.

As soon as Ye Zihan arrived in the backstage, he saw Lan Ziqi, who looked gloomy and his carefully selected designer. This bastard originally had only two designers, but turned around and got ten assistants.

Yes, you read that right. Two designers have ten assistants. The purpose is to say that one person and one player are missing to follow the design one-on-one.

"Well, Mr. Lan, if you don't transfer ten assistants over, I don't mind!" Ye Zihan smiled meaningfully. Isn't she just afraid that she will get the business? As for using so many people?

"But the program team has stylists, don't you know if they mind?"

Lan Ziqi waved her hand and asked everyone to go down to do things, then she came over and said, "These ten assistants are following the stylists."

Ye Zihan nodded, still a little smart.

Lan Ziqi looked her up and down. Why is this little woman always so unfavorable? She doesn't have a brand in her outfit, and it only costs a few hundred yuan to make her so down-to-earth. Is it because she wants those who spend 8,888 huge sums of money to buy the clothes she designed to regret her impulse?

Cleared your throat and got back to the point: "Well, is the number of 800 pieces of each item and set of you too small? I estimated your scheduled trend last week, and you can double the conservative operation."

Ye Zihan glanced at him: "There is no end to make money. If you want to increase the amount, you have to see if the quality of the big goods you made is up to standard. I won't smash my own signature at the beginning for this few money!"

This amount of money? These amounts are millions, right?

Lan Ziqi, who was seriously unable to make ends meet, now saw money and her eyes lit up. When she heard this sentence, she suddenly felt a little heart attack. She relieved her a little for a while before she calmed down her anger.

"Well, you don't care about knowing your money, will you not compete with me for business?"

Ye Zihan looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Lan, where did the robbery come from? So many contestants will use whoever they want to use. There is really no problem of competing. However, are you sure your designer's sales can be comparable to mine?"

Lan Ziqi burst out: "Ye Zihan, don't be too self-righteous. They are all qualified designers, how can they look like you?"

Ye Zihan waved his hand and did not make any unnecessary arguments with him: "You try it."

This confidence has calmed Lan Ziqi down, and he really began to doubt his choice. But when he thinks back, Ye Zihan, who has no background, can trigger sales, and his carefully selected designer will only be stronger!

"What are you trying to do tonight?" Before the start of the dressing room, all the contestants in the women's group had arrived. Li Mengni came over and asked Ye Zihan loudly.

Almost in an instant, all the contestants raised their ears.

Ye Zihan glanced at it: "How can the content of holographic projection be done in one week? Today, I will only dance." Her purpose is to show her design, and it doesn't matter whether there is holographic projection or not.

Li Mengni was a little stunned: "Well, do you know the regular season is a point match? The one with the lowest points in three games will be eliminated."

"You are underestimating me!" Without holographic projection technology, I can't have points?

Li Mengni rolled her eyes. If she had been blindly confident about Ye Zihan before, she was under the halo of a top student in San Ferro. But after watching her last episode of dance, she went to look through her resume. This person, apart from design and some hard-core computer skills, really has nothing unique in singing and dancing performances. She also specially tuned her auditions videos, but it was hard to find them.

If most people who are not popular cannot find the audition video, no one will care. But in the last issue, she voted the highest and was the most popular. Not to mention that the audience would check, those contestants would not let go, especially those who were beaten and dissatisfied.

Now the Internet is clamoring that the program team will release the video of its auditions, but the program team is just talking about it. There are already black men and marketing accounts leading the pace and saying that the program team has a shady scene. It is hard to say how long the program team can protect her.

This also indirectly illustrates a fact: if the video is good, how can it be hidden?

"Are you sure you can dance?"

Ye Zihan was very dissatisfied, as if Li Mengni asked such a question that was so unnutritious: "Dance doesn't require technology, as long as it can have emotional driving and visual effects..."

That night, Li Mengni once again saw how shameless the core of a technical player is.
Chapter completed!