Chapter 575

Facing Zhang Jun's aura, Lu Xiaolan naturally can't lose her temper. She can only take over her mobile phone and press the evil spirit in her heart.

"I know, this time, I won't let you down."

She looked calm, her eyes were clear, and she became the most decent and beautiful look she had ever said.

Zhang Jun nodded with satisfaction, then looked at his watch and said, "it's almost time. Go and get familiar with several other guests first, and record it later."

"OK, don't worry." Lu Xiaolan adjusted her state again. After confirming that it was perfect, she took a deep breath, then stood up and walked out of the lounge with an impeccable smile.

Lu Xiaolan is also a regular variety show guest. She knows how to deal with it.

Zhang Jun will not follow, but stay in the lounge, send a message to Lu Xiaolan's assistant and ask the other party to buy a cup of coffee.

Then, I took the tablet and began to deal with my daily work, take a look at the latest e-mail, and control the real-time trend on the Internet.

After the coffee was delivered, she stopped for a moment. Then she thought of something, turned to the microblog and opened the microblog home page of South Vietnam.

Now it's 4:00 p.m. the latest microblog in South Vietnam was released at 9:00 a.m., seven hours.

Forward 1.01 million, comment 600000, praise 1.2 million.

This data, like a fake, is beautiful and realistic.

When Lu Xiaolan just left Hongyu, she also took a group of beautiful portraits. At that time, her temperament was really good and she was really young. Her smile was full of wanton flying, and she had received unanimous praise from the whole network.

To this end, Lu Xiaolan also put that group of photos on the top of her microblog for several years. Later, she was ridiculed by black fans that she would only nibble at her old capital, so she secretly rubbed and changed the top.

Zhang Jun can't stop her. It's inappropriate to let her change back again. I can only give it up.

After several years of topping, the forwarding volume barely broke 600000. With the concerted efforts of fans, I want to give Lu Xiaolan a surprise.

When Lu Xiaolan just read the microblog, the forwarding volume of this microblog in South Vietnam was 700000.

It must be because of this, rather than being really angry at those ugly words.

Otherwise, there is no such sentence - people are more angry than people.

Lu Xiaolan gradually couldn't compare with her peers who made their debut in the same year or a year later. She couldn't even compare with those who made their debut just a year ago.

More importantly, the man is still an artist brought by Chu Ye Xin.

People are like this. Looking at how good others are, they will begin to think that if they didn't leave at the beginning, but continue to stay, would they be like that person?

While drinking coffee, Zhang Jun turned over the latest comments. All passers-by and netizens were boasting, and there was no bad word.

In fact, the appearance of many artists is not perfect and can only cater to the aesthetics of some people.

Others are either completely insensitive or even look a little annoying.

This is a normal thing in the circle.

But the appearance of Nanyue, somehow, seems to cater to everyone's aesthetics. It makes people look at it and can't find a boring point.

And she is still young. When she is over 20, she will grow slowly. It is estimated that she will be more amazing and crazy.

If such a good seedling is really signed, Hongyu can say that he can dig people up like wooing Lu Xiaolan in the future.

But she just didn't sign any company. In this way, she asked Chu ye to make an exception and sign a brokerage agreement with her and become a broker again.

At the beginning, I won't enter the company. When I get famous in the back, there's no need to enter again.

Zhang junlue felt pity and sipped his coffee. Then he habitually looked at the hot eye search and cut it out first.

When I finished my coffee and wanted to continue my work, a phone came in.

It's a strange number, but at the same time, it's very familiar.

Zhang Jun frowned subconsciously when he saw it. When he picked it up, his tone was very dignified: "what's the matter? Has something to do with Xiaolan? "