Entertainment: My predecessor is a diva and my current boss is a boss

While Li Chang'an was on the way to find the protagonist of his first movie, he kept running into obstacles, and at the same time, the day of Yu Miaoyan's Hongkou concert came.

All the employees of Melting Point Media have temporarily put down their work in order to ensure that the company's biggest event in the closing stage of this year will be successfully completed.

Li Chang'an also put aside the depression of not being able to cast a good role, and devoted himself to the work of the concert.

December 12th, Christmas Eve.

The bright lights illuminate the Hongkou Stadium as if it were daytime.

There was an endless stream of people, gathered in twos and threes, and most of them were going in the direction of Hongkou Stadium.

Not far from the entrance of the stadium, two young men, a man and a woman, were holding a microphone and a recording pen, interviewing fans at random in the freezing wind.

Xu Xiaowei, who was wearing a navy blue lady's top, a knee-length denim skirt, a warm fleece cap on her head, and platform shoes on her feet, yelled at her companions:

"I told you not to come with me, look at you, clumsy is not enough to cause trouble!"

Although she was complaining, she gently wiped the sweat on the forehead of the other party with her sleeve.

"It's such a cold day, what should I do if I catch a cold without wearing a hat?"

An Heng's small eyes rolled around, and a simple and honest smile appeared on his face:

"Aren't I afraid that it will be hard for you to complete the market research alone?"

Xu Xiaowei felt sweet in her heart, she still stared fiercely and said:
"I think you just want to be lazy and don't plan to help inside."

Anheng "hehe" giggled twice:

"Because you're outside!"

Xu Xiaowei understood the nonsensical words.

What An Heng meant was that I didn't go inside because you were outside.

Xu Xiaowei's delicate face was a little hot, and she hurriedly said:

"So much nonsense, hurry up and do market research!"

"Okay!" An Heng didn't get angry at all, instead he happily greeted the two girls:
"Miss, are you going to listen to Yu Miaoyan's concert?"

Xu Xiaowei looked at his back, feeling in a daze.

Although Fatty is not handsome, he is not as capable as Li Changan.

But he loves people, that's enough.

Li Changan's kind of monstrosity should be left to Mr. Su to control.

She withdrew her mind, walked quickly behind An Heng, and did market research seriously with him.

After the two girls were stopped, they froze for a moment.

Hearing that the fat man was doing market research, the girls let down their guard.

"Yeah, I really like listening to Sister Miaoyan's Qianqianque song, it's so good!"

Her best friend retorted: "I think it sounds better to be blown by the cold wind for loving me!"

"Hmph!" The girl wrinkled her little nose and made a face at her companion.
"There is something wrong with your aesthetics!"

The fat man stood aside in embarrassment, listening to the debate between the two girls.

"Well... miss, I think which song is better, like salty tofu nao or sweet tofu nao, it depends on personal taste, but this time you will definitely hear these two songs at the same time , then I want to interview you guys, are you happy?"

The girl who was arguing with her best friend froze for a moment, her little face was confused:
"Fat brother, my surname is not Fu, but Zeng!!!"

An Heng staggered:
"I'm sorry, Miss, for disturbing me!"

Then he pulled Xu Xiaowei, who was bent over with a smile, and fled in despair.

The two girls looked at them with puzzled faces:

"These two people doing market research are so strange!"

"That is, to delay our entry time!"

The two girlfriends reconciled instantly, holding hands and bouncing towards the entrance of the stadium.

"My surname is not Fu, my surname is Zeng... Hahahaha... Oh my god, I laughed so hard..."

Xu Xiaowei laughed until tears came out, completely ignoring Fatty An, who had a black face, and stood alone in the wind.

After finally waiting for Assistant Xu to laugh enough, An Heng said helplessly:

"Have you finished laughing? If you finish laughing, continue to investigate, otherwise Su will always scold people tomorrow!"

Xu Xiaowei restrained her smile:

"Knowing that you will be scolded, why don't you hurry up and go to work? Can you complete the investigation standing here?"

The fat man looked aggrieved.

In the end, I resisted everything.

He chose to keep his mouth shut and walked quickly towards the next set of interview targets.

Xu Xiaowei's eyes were full of pride.

Regardless of whether a man is rich or not, the most important thing is to be obedient.

An Heng has learned the lesson of being embarrassed last time, and the target of this interview is a man who looks like a college student wearing glasses:

"Hello classmate, may I ask which school you are from, and did you also go to Yu Miaoyan's concert?"

The college student grinned and saw Xu Xiaowei behind An Heng holding a mobile phone to record the video, and stretched out her fingers to make a "V" sign of victory.

"Hello classmate, classmate..."

College students are a little impatient:

"You have promoted the two uprights. In our corner, if you disturb others' posses, you will be punished!"

An Heng's face was full of black lines:

"My classmate is from the Northeast? Then, on Christmas Eve, don't you feel satisfied to hear Yu Miaoyan's concert?"

The college student with glasses was stunned for a moment:
"What Manchu? I'm Han, okay? Not all Northeasterners are Manchus!"

Fatty An was dumbfounded, feeling an urge to die.

Nima, I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, why did I encounter such strange things all the time.

The college student with glasses glared at him and mumbled:
"You are Manchu, and your whole family is Manchu."

Then he passed the two people and walked towards the stadium without looking back.

An Heng looked hopeless, and was going to ask Assistant Xu to comfort his wounded heart.

But found that she had already covered her stomach with laughter, squatting on the ground:

"Oh my god, fat man, you are so funny, you actually did a survey and asked if they are Manchu?"

An Heng looked at the sky speechlessly, tears of grievance overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Xu Xiaowei held back her laughter and stood up:

"Okay, I know that you are here to suffer this grievance because of me, it's a big deal... a big deal... I'll make it up to you!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her white and tender little hand, and gently hooked Anheng's chubby carrot-like fingers.

Fatty An's face flashed with ecstasy.

Why my surname is Zeng, why I am not Manchu.

He only felt that with such a light grip, he was like Ultraman standing in the sun, full of strength all over his body.

He grabbed Xu Xiaowei's slender hand with his backhand:
"Come on, let's continue to investigate!"

The current Fatty An wished that there would be a few more good people like Brother Glasses to come to him madly.

In that case, under Xu Xiaowei's sympathy, maybe she would give me a hug and a kiss?
Xu Xiaowei let him hold hands, and followed behind with a red face, facing the next interview target.

In the distance, in the brightly lit stadium, a huge wave of cheers erupted suddenly.

Yu Miaoyan's concert has already started...