Chapter 552: Transaction
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A contract was taken out by Deng Xingyan and placed in front of Wen Shuo.
âAs long as you sign a contract with our company, there will definitely be many benefits.â
Deng Xingyan opened his mouth and said the most tempting conditions, âThis includes raising your grade to A so that more people can see you. We can even start to promote you in the competition. At that time, after the variety show, you will have more resources.â
Whether it was now or in the future, Deng Xingyan was very familiar with painting pancakes.
Moreover, Wen Shuoâs conditions were not bad now. He had been building popularity since the competition, and it would also help his development after signing the contract.
Deng Xingyanâs mind was racing.
When Wen Shuo heard this, he couldnât help but be tempted. âGrade AâŠâ
Jing Jianbai and Qiu Zeâs popularity on the Internet flashed across his mind. It was impossible not to be envious, but he couldnât reach such a height alone.
Deng Xingyanâs words were like a piece of fragrant meat hanging in front of Wen Shuo.
Seeing that Wen Shuo was a little tempted, Deng Xingyan hurriedly added fuel to the fire with a smile.
âAs long as you agree to sign the contract and listen to me, the company will take care of the rest.â
Wen Shuoâs heart wavered with Deng Xingyanâs words.
âThen⊠I agree.â He nodded.
Almost without hesitation, Wen Shuo succumbed to the temptation of advancing to Grade A.
As long as there was more screen time and more attention, more people on the Internet could see himâŠ
Wen Shuoâs eyes gradually lit up, and even the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
The two sides discussed very happily.
As for why Deng Xingyan was so straightforward at this time, it was naturally because he had a certain amount of confidence.
After discussing with Wen Shuo and confirming that the other party would sign a contract with South Creek, Deng Xingyan was alone again. He turned around and took out his phone to call a number.
âTeacher Luo, itâs me, Deng Xingyan, South Creekâs manager.â The smile on Deng Xingyanâs face was more genuine than before.
Luo Yunying frowned when she received the call. âYouâwhy are you looking for me?â
At this moment, Luo Yunying was looking at the information of the contestants of âFlickerâ. After receiving Deng Xingyanâs call, she reflected for a moment before remembering this manager.
âI have something on hand at the last minute. I might need to trouble Teacher Luo. Shall we have a meal together to talk when weâre free?â Deng Xingyan asked.
Previously, many of South Creekâs activities were related to Luo Yunying, so the two sides had some friendship. Coincidentally, Wen Shuo had signed the contract this time, so Deng Xingyan immediately thought of Luo Yunying.
Luo Yunying was a judge of the competition. Not to mention the level of the contestants, as long as she said a few more words during the filming and chatted with Wen Shuo on stage, the camera would definitely follow.
Luo Yunying declined. âAs you know, Iâve been busy with variety shows recently. Thereâs probably no time for a meal. If you want to say anything, we can talk over the phone.â
When Deng Xingyan heard this, he didnât hesitate. âThen Teacher Luo has hit the nail on the head.â
âSouth Creek has recently taken a fancy to a new artisteâŠâ
Deng Xingyan briefly explained Wen Shuoâs matter, and his meaning with Luo Yunying was very obvious.
âThere are a few upcoming events in South Creek recently, and the guest seats are still empty. If youâre willing to help me with thisââ
Deng Xingyan didnât say anything else.
The resources for South Creekâs events were not easy to obtain.
Seeing that Deng Xingyan could promise such benefits, Luo Yunyingâs original intention to refuse wavered.
It couldnât be helped. Deng Xingyan had offered too much.
She was not a celebrity idol. She was not someone who could gain exposure by singing, dancing, and running advertisements. As a judge, as someone in her thirties, she was still in the industry. Many resources were no longer suitable for Luo Yunying.
Deng Xingyanâs move was simply a gift. It was brilliant.
âAlright.â Luo Yunying smiled. âThen Iâll consider it.â
Although she said that she was considering it, the two of them were actually quite understanding and knew that this meant that she had agreed.
When Deng Xingyan was on the phone with Luo Yunying, Wen Shuo had just left the private room and planned to return to the show to continue practicing.
The contestants usually had a fixed schedule. They were arranged to practice rehearsals or something else. Today, Wen Shuo came out, taking advantage of his free time during lunch.
When Wen Shuo returned, many people had just finished their training and were preparing to eat something to replenish the stamina and energy they had lost in the morning.
âWhat takeout should we order later? I want to eat a lotâŠâ
Chen Chenghan hooked his arm around his roommateâs shoulder and kept muttering.
His roommate looked at him as if he was a fool. âWhat sweet dream are you having?â
âAs an artiste, you definitely have to maintain your figure. Donât even think about ordering takeout. I suggest you go to the canteen and see if thereâs any vegetable salads for you to eat.â
The roommate gave an honest suggestion.
After all, in the competition, only those who were more photogenic in front of the camera would receive more attention. The people who came here to participate in the competition were all very careful about their figures, looks, and other image management.
It was rare to see someone like Chen Chenghan.
âAh?â Chen Chenghan was stunned.
With his roommateâs reminder, he belatedly remembered that he was no longer at home, nor was he so unfettered that he could do whatever he wanted.
Just the fact that he couldnât order takeout made Chen Chenghanâs expression turn bitter.
âNoââ he wailed.
His roommate ruthlessly sent the 1.8-meter-tall man away. âI still have to practice with my teammates later. Since you donât want to eat, you can go to Jing Jianbai and the others to take a look. Or Qiu Ze.â
The results of the grouping this time immediately made the roommate feel a sense of danger, so he left after saying a few words to Chen Chenghan.
Chen Chenghan was âthrownâ on the spot. When he thought of his roommate saying that he was going to look for Qiu Ze, his first reaction was to back out.
Then, he thought of Jing Jianbai. Chen Chengha still remembered where the other party was. He thought of the tasteless salad and changed his mind.
Heâll go to look for Jing Jianbai and tempt him to order takeout with him!
Even if he was fat, he couldnât be fat alone!
After Chen Chenghan made up his mind, he rushed towards his destination without any hesitation.
As for Jing Jianbai, who Chen Chenghan was thinking about, he was still in the practice room as expected.
However, this time, he was no longer alone. Instead, there was an additional disturbing Feng Duo beside him.
âTsk, youâve played this lousy piano a hundred times, right? Isnât it just the same melody? Whatâs there to play?â Feng Duo sat at the side and rolled his eyes.
He couldnât understand what Jing Jianbai was thinking at all. He just felt that this person was even more wooden than a log. He didnât eat during lunch. Instead, he touched the piano and didnât say a word.
Boring.
Jing Jianbai looked at him. âYou can go and eat. You donât have to look at me.â
His tone was a little stiff. It didnât contain any emotions, but those who were familiar with him could tell that Jing Jianbai was already angry.
Jing Jianbai only felt that this person was unbelievable. When he was practicing the piano, he kept talking and disturbing him. From the beginning to the end, he exuded an annoying aura.
He originally felt that it didnât matter who he was teammates with, but after spending a day with Feng Duo, Jing Jianbai couldnât help but give a negative evaluation.
âMe?â Feng Duo was amused. âSomeone will bring me food later. Do I need to go by myself?â
This was a typical young masterâs personality. He would come and go as he pleased.
ââŠâ Jing Jianbai remained silent.
Feng Duo didnât stop talking. âWhy didnât you show me the music score just now?â
Jing Jianbai couldnât be bothered with him. He sat in front of the piano with his head lowered and played the melody.
âI say, your piano skills arenât graded, right? Youâre participating in a variety show with this standardââ
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