Monday was the day when Wang Xiaoming was going to work. He put on his newly bought suit, looked at the handsome guy in the mirror, and asked No. 1 to continue monitoring Wolecheng, and walked slowly to the news  time building.

His office has been arranged long ago, and as for the program, there is a team planning it. On the phone yesterday, Hotae Inoue said that he already had a rough framework. Today, he was discussing other details with Wang Xiaoming, the main star.

The people in Wole City are very happy. They live in such a city without any sins and enjoy everything that the outside world cannot enjoy. It is just that Ribera's news is not enough. This is also one of the reasons why the president invited Wang Xiaoming to a large sum of money. Well, of course, this is the result of the direct influence of the will of the earth.

After Wang Xiaoming came to his office, he saw the project on his desk and found it was a variety show. Wang Xiaoming needed to interview some people in Wolecheng to spread happiness to the outside world.

"Is this the same thing?" Wang Xiaoming casually threw the plan aside. There was no need to read the content behind it, and you could guess it.

Although the will of the Earth gave Wang Xiaoming a reliable identity, he would not care about what happened later. Therefore, after the president hired Wang Xiaoming under the influence of the will of the Earth, everything that happened later was the same as before.

The first day of work ended with hypocritical politeness and perfect creation variety shows. Wang Xiaoming and the uninvited Ribera said parting, returned to his home, and then checked the data compiled by No. 1, but on this day, no abnormal characters who might be Hora.

"Sure enough, relying solely on the power of science, we cannot discover such an enemy that perfectly hides oneself." Wang Xiaoming said lightly.

After a night of nothing, Wang Xiaoming came to the TV station as before. After another day of boring meetings and discussions, Ribera suddenly invited Wang Xiaoming to attend a small concert together. It seemed that a music producer invited Ribera, who is the city star, to take a look, and by the way, he mentioned a few words.

"Is it appropriate for me to go there?" Wang Xiaoming asked at Ribera.

"Of course it's appropriate, and Mr. Wang wouldn't let me go to such a place alone, just a weak woman." Ribera said with a smile.

"Ha, Miss Ribera, the city star, is not a weak woman." Wang Xiaoming smiled, but did not refuse.

The two of them sat in Ribera's car and came to a concert hall near the city park. Every day, some dreamers would come on stage to sing. If they could sing, it would attract the attention of scouts and music producers and then reach the peak of their lives.

When Wang Xiaoming and Ribera walked to the back door of this music venue together, a medium-sized guy wearing a black top hat stood there with a smile on his face. After seeing Wang Xiaoming and Ribera, he immediately came over with a small cannon.

"Thank you very much, Miss Ribera." The man said with his head down.

"Okay, didn't you say this is a good seedling? Take us over and have a look." Facing this music producer, Ribera put on airs.

"Oh, then please come with me." The man nodded and immediately led Wang Xiaoming and Ribera into the building, and went up to the second floor through a staircase in the backstage, where you could easily see everything below.

At this time, this small music venue was filled with many people. On the performance stage in front, there were bands debugging music, waiting for the start of today's performance. About three or four minutes later, the music producer made a gesture to the man standing in the middle below, as if reminding him that he could start.

"I'm a letter, today I'll give you a song bright  hope!" The man in the middle gestured to the band's people very handsomely and started his own performance.

Wang Xiaoming listened quietly to the song, which was a good song. However, when Ribera was interested in looking at the man named Xin, Wang Xiaoming had already discovered that a few guys full of resentment had walked into the club. Moreover, the resentment this time was too strong, and even if you didn't have to open your eyes, you could sense it.

"It seems that nothing else is left below." Wang Xiaoming looked at the commotion coming from below, and several guys seemed to be very excited to hug the people around him.

"A good song, it does have magic power." Ribera chuckled, not even looking at the chaos below.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming saw a familiar face appearing on the performance stage, snatching the guitar in the hand of the letter. In everyone's eyes, a cappella conquered everyone below.

"This guy is not bad." Wang Xiaoming said softly at the man in the field, namely the Knight of the Ring, Liuya.

"What is Wang Jun talking about?" Ribera turned her head and said.

"Although it was the same song, the person who later sang the sunshine was very amazing." Wang Xiaoming didn't even look at it and his face turned pale and said to Ribera.

"That's not the case, this shouldn't be the case." The music producer said anxiously and asked the person in the background to turn off the microphone.

"If he is really talented, he will succeed no matter what time." Ribera seemed to have lost interest in all this.

"Miss Ribera? Ribera..." Before the music producer could keep him, Ribera left without looking back.

"There is no emotion in the song of the letter, so he is not as good as the guy who came later." Wang Xiaoming left a sentence and left with him.

When he walked outside, Ribera was waiting for Wang Xiaoming, saying that he wanted to invite a meal, and that it was because of his own reasons that Wang Xiaoming watched a farce and asked for compensation. Wang Xiaoming didn't care. Although he saw Liuya, after all, at present, he could not seal Hora, and even if he followed Liuya and the others over there, it would be useless.

While eating, Ribera seemed to tease Wang Xiaoming intentionally or unintentionally, and kept asking some things, as if she was collecting information. However, Wang Xiaoming was not interested in the beautiful woman in front of her, because the other party had more resentment than the guy before, and it was very likely that he was a Hora.

However, Wang Xiaoming had no intention of alerting the enemy for the time being, so he chatted casually for a while, told the other party about his information in this world, then enjoyed the exquisite Western food, and then left.
Chapter completed!