Chapter 120

A heavy rain in the Northeast lasted less than half a day.

Almost from Xiao Jun began to rain, to he entered a shelter house, just a few hours, the rain stopped.

But Xiao Jun had a high fever and lay in bed for a whole day and night.

On this day and night, the outside world, the name "Xiao Jun" almost exploded in the whole North China region.

Beijing fashion magazine has issued a "special edition" entertainment weekly, which almost leads the trend of North China's entertainment circle. Once it publishes the "special edition" gossip magazine, it means that an irresistible new entertainment star has appeared in North China's entertainment circle.

What's more, what the new star has done is enough to support the whole magazine.

Countless people who pay close attention to the new trend of the entertainment circle in North China all see a picture of a handsome young man who looks down and ponders on the cover of the magazine, and then they are attracted by all kinds of hot news headlines in the magazine.

"The bar singer is angry with the godfather of music, and the music is neither elegant nor vulgar."

The old story is mentioned again, but this time it's not only seen by people in Xucheng. Everywhere in China there are newspaper kiosks, but everyone who buys this magazine can see that Xiao Jun's first contact with the entertainment industry is actually stepping on a big man.

Wang Tao, the music director, slammed the magazine on the table in the office building of a popular performing arts company in Beijing.

"Come on, come on!"

"Ah, director Wang, what's the matter?"

"Get in touch with the reporters of the entertainment channel immediately. I want to be interviewed by them. Xiao Jun wants to step into the singing world? I want everyone to know that he can't do anything with me! "

"Yes, yes."

The assistant nodded his head and bowed his waist and said, "who is Xiao Jun?" as he stepped back. By chance, he caught a glimpse of the magazine on the desk with a picture on it.

A young man raised his hand and pointed to Director Wang. Countless people around him were holding wine bottles. It seemed that he wanted to listen to the call of the young man and smash the wine bottles in his hand.

Seeing this, the assistant was shocked and shivered.

No wonder the director is so angry. The young man is dead.

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"The elegant pianist pays homage to the vulgar musician and says frankly," you are a genius. "

Members of the Yuhua Symphony Orchestra, who are preparing to start a new day's performance rehearsal in the Grand Theater of TIANLIAN City, Liaodong Province, continue to put various musical instruments on the stage.

At this time, someone suddenly photographed goody tuning the piano and stretched out his hand to light a magazine in front of him.

"Goody, you bow to someone else?"

"Ah?" GuDi was slightly stunned, fixed his eyes on a picture in the magazine, and then laughed, "ha ha, this man is worth my bowing to him."

"My God! Meimei, come on, your husband is crazy. "

"My husband is crazy, but your husband is crazy!" As like as two peas,

violin, Mei Mei, came to the nearest place to find out exactly what was going on, and even smiled the same as Goodey.

"Ha ha, this man, in fact, I should bow to him."

Meimei's words completely shocked the people around her. Bad, GuDi and his wife are crazy.

Just as they were considering whether to send the couple to the hospital for a brain CT, Li Zhenhua, the orchestra leader, appeared in front of the stage.

"What are you doing? We're going to practice playing a new symphony from today. Cheer me up! Ah, who is that? What's in your hand? "

"Leader, there's a picture of goody in this gossip magazine."

As he spoke, the man handed the magazine to Li Zhenhua. The leader looked at it intently. A moment later, he showed the same smile as GuDi and his wife.

"All right, get ready. From today on, we are going to practice playing a new piece called symphony of fate. The composer... " Li Zhenhua pauses for a moment, raises the magazine, points to the young man on it, and says: "the composer is him, Xiao Jun!"

The whole band was dumbfounded. They thought GuDi and his wife might not be crazy, but they were going to be crazy!

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"It's indescribable that a rogue singer gets into the bottom of a goddess's skirt."

In the building of xuchengcheng commercial bank in Jiangdong Province, behind the desk on the 22nd floor, a female staff member with a magazine slapped her colleagues crazily.

"Look, look, it's Xiao Jun!"

"Xiao Jun? What? Just show your ass

"It's really Xiao Jun, you see what it says."

Two female staff members kept chattering to the magazine, but they didn't notice. The elevator door opened and the president Liu Xixi came over.

"Why don't you two work hard?"

"Ah, president."

"Show me that thing."Liu Xixi took the magazine in front of the female staff. At first, she was careless. However, when she saw the above report, she was shocked, and then her eyes almost sparked.

"Damned Xiao Jun, this little ruffian, said that he had something important to do, that's what he did!"

Since she found Xiao Jun to be her assistant to the president, Liu Xixi felt like she didn't have an assistant. She managed to persuade her father. In the past two days, she found two employees in the bank to work as an assistant temporarily.

She also thought that when Xiao Jun came back, she would teach him a lesson. Now, there's no need to teach that guy a lesson, just fire him!

"Remember, you two, you are not allowed to watch such boring things at work. Next time let me find out, I will disappear automatically

Angrily throwing down this sentence, Liu Xixi stepped upstairs and sat behind the president's desk. She did not read any documents at all, but began to read the magazine from the beginning.

It's agreed that you are not allowed to watch such boring things at work?

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"Talented singers write songs for beautiful singers. Love comes so suddenly."

In Yuanshi bar, sister Yu covered her forehead with a bitter smile and put down her magazine.

"Xiao Jun, who has only been away for one day, has made such a big stir. Zhou Hua, call the performing arts company and release Bao Ju GE's new album in three days. I remember when I publicized it, I emphasized that the author of Ci and Qu was Xiao Jun, and I must take advantage of Xiao Jun's popularity. "

"Yes, sister Yu."

"By the way, and this magazine, don't let Ranran see it. Otherwise, this wench can't point to make what temper

Sister Yu doesn't want Ranran to see this magazine, but she doesn't know that a six or seven year old boy is handing the same magazine to Ranran at the moment.

"Ranran elder sister, I want to learn from brother Jun, and I will find a big star to be my wife in the future!"

"Go and play!"

But ran angrily took a picture of the boy's brain and threw the magazine to the ground.

"Dead Xiao Jun, smelly Xiao Jun, I'll never talk to you again!"

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"Rookie singer and famous singer love triangle, beauty does not love stars, love hooligans."

In a hotel in Xiaoxingling, Northeast China, Liu Zongliang looks at the magazine in front of him and smiles coldly.

"Love hooligans? Ha ha, I'm afraid the hooligan has fed the wolf now. "

In another room separated from it, sister Su looked at Li Yifei, who was staring at a magazine. She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Yifei, you don't really like Xiao Jun, do you?"

"Ah? Sister Su, what do you say? How can I like this rascal! "

"Well, that's good. Come on, let's forget about the gossip. Immediately after recording three new songs of Northeast company, wait for the end of your performance. It must be published as soon as possible. Now is a good opportunity for you to accumulate fame. "

"I see, sister su."

Hearing Li Yifei's promise, sister Su nodded at ease, but she didn't find that Li Yifei's attention was all in the magazine.

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"Vulgar singers are favored by the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, but they treat the director as a passer-by."

It's the same hotel. Director Feng looks at the magazine photo. Xiao Jun, who is trying to throw away his business card behind his back, has a strange expression on his face.

Just then, the cell phone on the desk rang.

"Hello, Zhenhua, have you received all the music scores?"

"Yes, I was shocked. I thought there was only piano score, but I didn't expect it was a complete set of music scores. Lao Feng and Xiao Jun, I must thank him personally. "

"Xiao Jun is gone."

"Gone? If you don't stay with such a genius, how can you let him go! "

"Legs are on him, and I can buckle people down. Besides, this boy has refused me twice. Where do you want my old face to go

"Lao Feng, I don't mean you. If you can win over such a genius, you really don't need your old face!"

"You..."

When Feng Dao heard this, he was about to get angry, but Li Zhenhua immediately interrupted him.

"Lao Feng, last time I discussed that with you, how did you think about it?"

"What's the matter?"

"Let Xiao Jun take part in the performance on the Bohai."

"This I said Zhenhua, Xiao Jun won't be your illegitimate son. You dare to say such a big thing. OK, even if I agree to let Xiao Jun go, will the people above agree? This kid doesn't even have the qualification to board the Bohai Sea. "

"Yes. Well, there's no way

"Zhenhua, I'm not talking about you. I know you love your talents, but you have to have some principles. Let's say Xiao Jun, he's a genius, but the performance on Bohai is for the whole world. 1、 He should be qualified; second, he should have the ability to completely conquer me; third, he should have works that are suitable for this performance. He has none of the three conditions. What do you want me to do? ""Isn't that right, old Feng? I heard that Xiao Jun helped you save the game last night. Is that not enough?"

"Of course, it's not enough. The boy refused me twice, and I'll test him twice. I've invited him to the last performance in the northeast. It depends on whether he comes or not. If I don't come, let alone the performance on the Bohai ship, I won't ask him to do any performance. "

Li Zhenhua and Feng Dao keep discussing about Xiao Jun.

On the other hand, Xiao Jun, who has been sleeping for a whole day, finally opens his eyes.

The simple adobe house, the thin window paper, the hard earth Kang bed, in the extremely strange environment, he saw a very familiar face beside the bed.

"Lingshan?"

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