The Queen of the Demon Sect Leader [Traveling]

Luo Xuange rested at home all morning, and at noon, he suddenly received a strange call.

"Excuse me, is this Luo Xuange? I'm Xu Xiu."

Luo Xuange: "Yes, I am."

"You should have read the news on the Internet. Your original manager was sent to jail because of those things. The company decided to let me be your manager now. Come to the company in the afternoon and we will discuss the details Let's go." Xu Xiu said.

"Okay, I know."

Luo Xuange hung up the phone, and then turned on the phone to read the news on the Internet.

Entertainment Morning News: #shocked!A manager surnamed Zhang actually asked the artist to do these things. #

The following is an eloquent article, and two pictures are attached, one is the photo of the manager, and the other is the photo of the original owner of the body.The article stated that the original owner was treated coldly by the agent because he was dissatisfied with the arrangement of the agent, and finally hid in the snow.But the little newcomer is still persevering. Even without the resources of an agent, she still plays tricks in the film and television city, insisting on going her own way, followed by a profuse praise.

The comments below are also very interesting, but most of them are biased towards the original body, and even proposed to learn from the original body and never bow to the evil forces.

Luo Xuange didn't know how to smile, leaving only a wry smile on his face.

Unfortunately, these are one step too late.The person who should really enjoy these honors and praises has left this world.

However, Luo Xuange sat on the bed, looking at the selfie photo on the bedside table very calmly.

In fact, who can tell clearly whether the original body is dead or whether there is an extra part in her mind, the memory of a certain leader from another world.

Because through this day's precipitation, Luo Xuange discovered that actually this body does not completely belong to her, and most of the time it is biased towards the original owner.For example, the leader loves cold water. After coming here, Luo Xuange always drinks hot water.

In the afternoon, Luo Xuange tidied himself up briefly, and used those not-so-expensive but not bad cosmetics to make himself up according to the memory of the original owner.

However, Master Luo looked at the mirror for a while, and he didn't seem to be as good-looking as he imagined, but instead somewhat covered up the aura of his original appearance.

After thinking about it, Luo Xuange took off her makeup again.

The original body is right, it is indeed a sin to grow up like this, beauty has been a disaster since ancient times, no one can escape, just like her in her previous life, she became the leader of the Demon Sect for no reason, and her Phantom Palace became the Demon Sect for no reason.

When Luo Xuange arrived at the company, manager Xu Xiu was dealing with other artist matters, and Luo Xuange sat quietly by the side and waited.

Waiting with her was a girl who looked thin, with nervousness written all over her small face.It formed a stark contrast with Luo Xuange who was calm and leisurely.

Between the two, the little girl looked like a student who had done something wrong and came to see the dean.Nervous, cramped and worried.

On the other hand, Luo Xuange sat at the side with a calm expression, like a big boss visiting incognito, just waiting for Xu Xiu to come and report to her after finishing the business at hand.

The little girl was a little shy, but the moment Luo Xuange sat beside her, she hesitated for a while, and finally decided to strike up a conversation with Luo Xuange.

"Hey, that...you, hello! My name is Meng Xiaomeng. I'm here to report for the first time today, how about you?" Meng Xiaomeng's voice fell, she pursed her lips, and stretched out her hand to Luo Xuange in a friendly but timid way .

Luo Xuange took a look, and found the etiquette of interpersonal communication in this world from Yuanshen's mind, he hesitated for a while and stretched out his hand to shake her.

"My name is Luo Xuange, and I'm also here to report today."

Meng Xiaomeng withdrew her hand, the originally shallow smile on her face became much more sincere, and her eyes looking at Luo Xuange became clearer.

Before the two had time to make a further friendship, the manager had already called Meng Xiaomeng's name.

Meng Xiaomeng smiled sweetly: "Then I'll go in first."

"En." Luo Xuange got used to being cold-tempered, no matter how lively and cheerful the original owner was, this would hardly affect her.

After Meng Xiaomeng went in, she came out again about ten minutes later, with an extremely excited expression on her face.When seeing Luo Xuange, he naturally greeted and left.

Luo Xuange looked at her leaving back, and gave a rare smile, he really is a cute and innocent child.

Only Luo Xuange was left here, she didn't have to wait for her manager Xu Xiu to call, she knocked on the door directly, and went in after she agreed.

After looking at her agent Xu Xiu, Xu Xiu took out a document and gave it to her.

"This is an audition event organized by An's Investment. It is a good opportunity for newcomers to show their faces. Take a closer look."

Luo Xuange flipped through the documents and looked carefully, she felt that this was indeed a good opportunity.So I asked my manager about some of my doubts, and after the doubts were answered, Luo Xuange readily accepted them.

"Now that the contract has been signed, let's go back and prepare well. This audition is organized by An's, and the purpose should be to promote the popularity of their newly signed artists. Everyone knows the final champion of the audition .Even if you are studying with the prince, you have to correct your attitude. This audition will be broadcast live online. You have to know that it is easy to attract fans and become popular because of your words, and it is easy to become irreversible because of your every word. "

"I see. May I ask, what are some of the competition rules for the audition?" Luo Xuange naturally knew what Xu Xiu was talking about.Just like every general election for the leader of the martial arts, watching them fight very lively, but in fact the leader of the martial arts is not elected according to the strength of martial arts.Otherwise, there would be no one who obviously won the general election of the martial arts leader, but was suddenly found to have misbehavior in the past, and all kinds of evil deeds proved that he was not suitable to be the leader of the martial arts.

When Xu Xiu heard Luo Xuange's question, she was also stunned for a while: "That's right, even if it's an accompanying reading, you have to prepare carefully. What's more, this time the whole process is a live webcast, and there is no editing arrangement. It will probably be better than some Specialties, singing and dancing, cooking and so on.”

Luo Xuange nodded thoughtfully while listening, Xu Xiu suddenly asked: "Do you have any specialties?"

"Specialty? I can fly and walk on walls with swords, spears, swords and halberds, and I can also dance and sing music. As for cooking skills, I'm pretty good too. I can barely compete with the royal chefs of the court." Luo Xuange felt that she had become more humble. Dare to say that kung fu is the second, but no one dares to boast that he is the first.

The corners of Xu Xiu's eyes twitched as he looked at the audition registration form that Luo Xuange had just written, and carefully looked at the specialty column above, and sure enough it said 'Eighteen kinds of martial arts are complete'.

"Do you still have eighteen martial arts skills?" Xu Xiu took out a blank registration form: "Changed it, changed it, and wrote a new one. Think hard and correct your attitude."

"..." Master Luo was a little aggrieved. He was worried that telling the truth would attract suspicion, but now it's all right, and others won't believe it.

Xu Xiu saw that Luo Xuange was looking at the blank registration form in vain, so she rubbed her brows: "Why didn't you write it?"

"I can't think of any other specialties I have." Luo Xuange was distressed.

The agent thought about some specialties of other artists.

"Is there a photography session?"

"No." Luo Xuange: I can shoot arrows, and I can shoot through Yang with a hundred steps.

"Is there a race car?"

"No." Luo Xuange: I know how to race horses.

The agent rubbed his eyebrows again, thinking about it, how could a little orphan with no money and no power have these specialties.

The author has something to say: There is a typo in the text, the agent here is a young lady.