[Lord Jin's father is stupid and has a lot of money. He deserves to be you]
[what's the matter with the gold Lord's father? He was scolded and hurried to give his endorsement?]
Li Qinian was also surprised. His first reaction was that the man was tricking himself:
"... the team has regulations. You can't take endorsements casually."
It must be right to throw the pot to Chen Yan.
But the other party was relieved to hear what she said:
"Well, I have consulted with the team. Because our products do not involve the game sector, manager Chen does not interfere with your decision. As long as you agree, this contract can be signed..."
Li Qinian: "......"
Manager Chen.
Since the other party knows Chen Yan, he must be prepared. The possibility of trickery suddenly drops.
Li Qinian refused without thinking:
"Sorry, I was just playing with fans. At present, I have no intention to endorse other products..."
Endorsement, how boring.
Gold lord father: "it doesn't matter. You can listen to what our products are and decide whether to endorse them."
………
Two hours later.
Li Qinian took the hot "product" delivered to the door by express and showed a eager smile on his face.
Back in the studio, she began to dismantle the express.
[it's embarrassing to hold your tongue!]
[son, Dad's face has been cleaned by you]
[the biggest lie of the year - there is no plan to endorse other products... Huh!]
Li Qinian didn't think so, and his movements accelerated:
"Money is not active, brain problems!"
The barrage of bullets is another hostile word.
Li Qinian finally took the express apart, took out the "product", held it in his hand, and began to install it with satisfaction.
When she successfully installed it, the painting style of the barrage changed again.
[one, one!]
Li Qinian: "don't worry, it's coming!"
She clicked on the music player and casually found an advertisement balloon——
"By the Seine River, I have a cup of coffee on the left bank..."
[poof!!!]
【???】
【????】
[boy, are you confessing to the man who killed your father and enemy...]
Are you Aristotle's brother jeanema wicked
[a good love song, which vividly sings the tragic scene of war death...]
[son, stop singing, sad tears flow down]
[is father Jin Zhu still alive? Do you regret it?]
[nice and handsome guy, but it's a pity to open your mouth]
[the image of male god gradually collapses and cannot be spelled]
Li Qinian sang the whole song confidently, only to find that the painting style of the barrage was completely different from her imagination. She raised her eyebrows and asked confidently:
"You are young and have problems with your ears?"
【???】
[janema confidence]
"Forget it, I won't care about you."
Li Qinian ordered another song to continue singing.
[people are addicted to food]
[people are addicted to food]
……
All the people are addicted to food and appear on the barrage.
Li Qinian finally found the opportunity and sang more than a dozen songs in a row, which made him addicted.
It was not until the head of the "golden lord father" went dark that Li Qinian stopped abruptly.
"Eh, how did you go?"
[good question... Smash, didn't you find that the number of people in the live studio is half less]
[the gold Lord's father is too strong to stick to the scene. I'll buy his microphone!]
[bought a hundred microphones and gave them away by random lottery on Weibo. Just ask the anchor not to sing any more!]