Chapter 403

The red carpet session lasted about an hour. After the stars walked, they sat down in their assigned positions and watched the hot dance at the beginning.

Sitting next to Sheng Jingheng is also a young male singer.

A few years older, but his debut time is just one year less than Sheng Jingheng.

The achievements and achievements obtained are also worse than those of Sheng Jingheng.

So it will be a little awkward. They sit too close and don't talk. They seem too unfamiliar. They don't seem to know each other so well.

So I've been embarrassed. I can only look at my watch, touch my hair and look at the people next to me from time to time. It doesn't seem so boring and cold.

It was not until several awards were awarded and the performance began that he calmed down and looked seriously at the stage.

But after watching the meeting, he couldn't help but subconsciously open his mouth: "Wow, is this the legendary South Vietnam? The scene is so stable. "

"This dance? I can't breathe at all. Sister LAN can hear her breath a little. "

"Tut tut Tut, nice figure."

Just as he was talking to himself, a bottle of water was suddenly handed to him, just blocking his eyes.

“？” The male singer was stunned. Then he raised his hand and took the water. Instead, he looked at Sheng Jingheng on one side, "thank you."

Does that mean to ask him to say less? It's a bit of a bull.

But he was very clear about Sheng Jingheng's background. He asked himself if he could offend him, so he obediently stopped drinking water and was ready to watch quietly.

Who knows, just after drinking water, Sheng Jingheng took the initiative to talk to him.

"Which company?"

"Well," the male singer was a little flustered, "Pentium music, what's the matter?"

Sheng Jingheng didn't look at him, but still looked ahead: "I haven't heard of it."

"..." boss, it's normal to have never heard of it. Don't be curious.

After the male singer finished his belly Fei, he laughed: "there are not many artists in small companies."

At least they are first-line and second-line, although they can't compare with Shengshi entertainment.

Sheng Jingheng nodded slightly: "the company is small, you can make music at ease."

"Yes." Seeing Sheng Jingheng looking at the stage all the time, the male singer remembered and turned to look, but it was a pity to find that the stage of cooperation between Nanyue and LAN lingxuan had ended. They were just leaving the stage and had nothing to see.

Just then, Sheng Jingheng suddenly got up and walked to one side.

"Are you..." ready to go on stage?

The male singer looked at Sheng Jingheng who strode to the backstage and swallowed his unfinished words bitterly.

Sure enough, the big guy didn't really want to talk to him.

On the other side, South Vietnam returned to the backstage lounge and changed clothes again.

Later, and her solo performance - singing adventure.

After changing clothes, Nanyue sat in front of the makeup mirror and thought about how to change the makeup slightly, which can not only have a different feeling, but also won't be too troublesome.

Mo Lvlv suddenly came forward and handed her her her mobile phone: "Nanyue, phone."

"Huh?" South Vietnam took the phone, looked at it, then paused, and then slid the answer button, "Mr. Sheng?"

It was Sheng Jingheng himself. He should have sat in the audience, but it was too quiet around the meeting.

"Come out."

"Come out?" South Vietnam subconsciously stood up and walked out, "where are you?"

After Sheng Jingheng led the way on the other end of the phone, Nanyue passed through a lounge and came to a utility room in the deepest part of the corridor, completely separated from the noise in front. It was too quiet.

As soon as Nam Yueh approached, he noticed the familiar smell. A slightly warm hand held her wrist and gently pulled her aside.

"Here."