My Elder Sister is a Superstar

"I, I see that they are menacing around you, and you look very angry, thinking, thinking..." Qin Ze was embarrassed.

"I understand that men have the idea of saving beauty by heroes." The woman gently threw out a sentence, which made Qin Ze more embarrassed.

"I opened a security company. They are all salesmen in the company. They have professional problems and dress like this. Just now there was something wrong with the company's business, and I was lecturing." The woman said faintly.

Salesperson... Your salesperson is dressed like a gangster movie. Qin Ze was unable to roast.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I made a mistake. Since you're all right, I'll go first?" Qin Zexin was angry, and he had to go, for fear that the woman would open her mouth and say: compensate for the medical expenses.

"Little brother, you're good at it. Let's talk?" The woman glanced at the wounded from time to time from Qin Ze's eyes, understood his mind, and said with a smile, "don't worry, I won't ask you to compensate for the medical expenses."

"All right."

The woman let several wounded people leave by themselves and invited Qin Ze to sit in a cross-strait coffee shop by the river.

"Introduce yourself, pernaman." The woman lifted the coffee gracefully.

"Qin Ze."

"Are you a fighter?" The woman said with a smile.

"Practiced for several years," Qin Ze nodded.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as practicing for a few years. I've also practiced Neijia boxing." Pernaman's words revealed the mystery.

Qin Ze was creepy. She always felt that this woman had an aggressive spirit, although her elegant and quiet temperament well covered this point. Well, the specific feeling was like Qin Ze, who was a little restrained and afraid when facing his old man in his school days.

Fear is not enough, but prudence is certainly there.

This is a queen like young woman.

Qin Ze put a label on his heart.

"Qin Ze, where do you live?"

"Local people."

"How old is this year?"

“23。”

The woman pondered for a moment: "I didn't graduate from college, but did I practice?"

"Yes, I haven't found a job yet. I'm at home."

"Which school?"

"University of Finance and economics, studying finance."

The woman took another sip of coffee, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and straightened her graceful body. Her cool and loose clothes made it difficult for Qin Ze to estimate her chest circumference, but it should not be small. How can a young woman have no breasts.

"Are you interested in coming to our company?" As soon as a woman opens her mouth, Qin Ze knows what she wants to say. See the main chapter for details. She subconsciously straightens her waist and crosses her hands with her chest, the standard interviewer's action, or the leader's action of overlooking her subordinates.

"Let me be a security guard?" Qin Ze couldn't laugh or cry.

"Keep the manager position for you, hone it for a year and a half, and then rise." Women are not discouraged.

Qin Zexin said, at least I'm a top undergraduate. I don't mind if you let me be a security guard. Anyway, I muddle along. I'm afraid that the old man will lose his temper and have the right to be my son.

"In this way, the internship period is over. When you enter the position, I will directly give you the treatment and salary of your manager, 30000 yuan per month, five insurances and one fund. The bonus is calculated separately."

"I'll think about it." Qin Ze politely refused.

Pei Nanman smiled gently and asked the waiter for a pen and paper. The two exchanged numbers and left gracefully.

Qin Ze sat in the coffee shop, remembering the frown and smile of the young woman queen. The mobile phone rang, and her sister sent a voice: "Qin Ze, are you dead or not?"

The time is: 19:20.

The evening breeze is gentle, and Pei Nanman looks at the cafe from a distance, with a faint smile.

"At a young age, have you developed internal strength?"

Wednesday.

Xingyi entertainment company, nine o'clock in the morning.

Qin Baobao drove to the company, drank a cup of warm water, and then carried out daily compulsory dance training and pronunciation training. Dance is a necessary skill for a singer, although it is not as good as before, singing and dancing. But shooting MV, maybe on other occasions, is always useful, especially when Qin Baobao, a beautiful and hot female singer, is too outrageous without dancing. And dancing can exercise vital capacity.

Pronunciation training is also essential for new singers. It's not that you can sing on stage with a few voices. Who can't sing? But professional singers are different from ordinary people. There are many ways to open an accent, close an accent, pronounce words, breathe... There are many ways.

At the end of the dance training, the yingyingyan people in the dance room gathered together and chattered. Everyone was wearing tight dance clothes, tall and beautiful, which was a scenery that male workers longed for.

Qin Baobao twisted his own thermos and gululu filled it with warm water. In the past, she drank herbal tea made by her brother, but these days, she and Qin Ze were angry and said a lot of excessive words, such as: don't you write songs, you street boy.

The reason is that Qin Ze is particularly attentive to Prince Jin these days and ignores his sister's feelings.

"Sister Qin, you sing very well."

"That's great. I'm almost a fan of you."

"Who wrote your song?"

"Oh, sister Qin said it was written by her brother."

"Sister Qin, don't forget us when you are famous."

At this time, Qin Baobao is surrounded by a group of girls, chirping, and I don't know how many are sincere or fake.

Eleven in the morning.

An office.

"Baby, your program has a very good response. Now the online popularity is very high, and everyone is talking about you. The company's PR has decided to push you as the" Queen of love songs ". As long as you continue to sing a few love songs, this title will be real..."

Qin Baobao sat on the comfortable sliding chair and listened to the chatter of the women around him. The woman in front of her wearing a black ol suit was Li Yanhong, the agent assigned by the company. Don't get me wrong, it's not a gold or silver broker. She hasn't received this treatment yet.

"Sister Li, when will teacher Gongming arrive? I have to record the program tomorrow." Qin Baobao impatiently interrupts the woman's endless chatter.

Li Yanhong, 32, has been in the agent circle for seven or eight years. She has many small artists, but none of them is very popular. A few days ago, the company asked her to take the newcomer Qin Baobao. She was not happy. Who knew that Qin Baobao was a hit. Although she was just starting, her fame and potential had surpassed the group of mediocre fat and vulgar fans under her hand who could not help the wall.

Li Yanhong felt that she had finally become a bitter daughter-in-law, waiting for the opportunity to counter attack. She can care about Qin Baobao these days, like watching over the newborn saplings. After Qin Baobao finished dancing, she called in a masseuse to beat her shoulders and back, massage her hands and feet, and painstakingly said that after dancing, you should pay attention to muscle massage, otherwise it will be stiff.

As soon as Qin Baobao coughed, she said with concern, what's the matter? What's wrong with her body. Do you want to take a cold medicine... Ah no, the cold medicine has side effects. Let me help you make a bowl of red cabbage soup.

In short, it's more pro than Pro daughter.

"Teacher Gong Ming came right away. Creators often stay up all night to create. They can't expect their biological clock to be more normal." Li Yanhong said.

"Oh." Qin Baobao's delicate eyebrows frowned.

Xu Gongming is a lyric writer trained by the company. He is very famous in the circle and has written many excellent songs. At its peak, he is the poet of the heavenly kings and divas. Talent is always less and less crowded, and it's hard to escape the end of running out of talent. Otherwise, the company will not let Xu Gongming write songs for Qin Baobao.

But now it's Wednesday. The program will be recorded tomorrow and broadcast the day after tomorrow. She didn't even see the ghost of the new song. Qin Baobao is dying of anxiety.

"Don't worry, wait, I'll make you a cup of tea." Li Yanhong said, took out the tea from the cabinet, walked to the water dispenser, her mobile phone rang, immediately turned back, looked at the caller ID, smiled and shook in front of Qin Baobao: "teacher Gongming, I said don't worry, isn't this coming?"

"Hello, teacher Gongming."

"Hey, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for several days."

"I just want to ask if you have any good works recently. I have a female artist in my hand. She sings well and is a good seedling. The company also told you... Yes, it's called Qin Baobao."

"What did you say?" Li Yanhong's smile suddenly froze, and her voice became eager: "no, why can't you write? You agreed a few days ago, and the company also informed you... No, no, it doesn't mean to use the company to pressure you."

"Hey, help me... Hang up?!" Li Yanhong put down her mobile phone and her chest heaved angrily.

"What's the matter?" Qin Baobao's heart sank.

"Writing songs is yellow." Li Yanhong said dejectedly.

"Yellow?" Qin Baobao rubbed to his feet and shouted, "didn't he say that he would be responsible for my future songs? Oh, he said he wouldn't write if he didn't write? The words of the company are useless?"

"It's not teacher Gongming's problem," Li Yanhong sighed. "Xu Lu is going to release an album next month, and she still owes a few songs. She's not satisfied with the composer for her. No, I heard that teacher Gongming has a new work, and she's going to go."

Qin Baobao said nothing, and his charming pink face was gloomy.

Xu Lu is a popular actress in the company. She is also a singer. Later, she turned to film and television. In recent years, she came to the bottleneck in the film and television industry, so she fought again in the singing world to promote her stagnant fame.

Needless to say, as a first-line star and one of the company's signature artists, Xu Lu will cut off the new song of Hu Qin Baobao, and no one will say anything. Even if she makes trouble, the company's position is bound to turn to Xu Lu. This loss, do not eat also have to eat.

"Baby, forget it. She's a big one. Let's not argue with her. It's unnecessary."

Qin Baobao's face was dark and she didn't speak. The new song that she said was blown out like this. What can she do? Replace with other songs? And those popular singers PK? Toes want to know that she can't win. What she relies on is not the freshness and surprise of the original song, but her singing skills are second. Does it mean that her first show of life is over?!

"Xu Lu wants to get rid of me."

For a long time, Qin Baobao calmed down his anger and said in a quiet way.

Li Hongyan warned, "just say it in private. Don't spread it out."

Qin Baobao curled his mouth, got up and walked out.

"Hey, why are you going?"

"I want to be quiet."

Qin Baobao left without looking back.