"No, I can watch TV, play mobile phones and interact with my fans. Where are you lonely?" Ren Jiao asked, "you are also a girl and you are lonely. Will you feel lonely?"
"Of course not. I live well alone." Jiang Chan didn't hesitate. Before her voice fell behind, she understood Ren Jiao's meaning. Maybe he has done enough tasks and seen a lot of the world. Jiang Chan virtually distinguishes himself from others. It seems that no one is as powerful as his heart.
Now, with Ren Jiao's rhetorical question, Jiang Chan realized her problem. She seems to be seeing others with a secular vision. It is clear that in essence, she is no different from Ren Jiao.
"That's ok?" Ren Jiao's tone Rose: "I don't deliberately don't want to make friends, and I won't deliberately pursue the arrival of friends. If someone gets along well with me, I won't refuse, but if others want to leave, I won't force it. It's just that I can't force it."
"Jiao Jiao, what are you thinking?" Xiao Wu waved her hand in front of Jiang Chan. When she came to pick up Jiang Chan today, she found that Jiang Chan was a little bleary and didn't know what she was thinking.
"Ah? Here it is?" Jiang Chan looked back and saw Xiao Wu Zheng's eyes widened with worry.
"No, Jiao Jiao, what's the matter with you today? It seems that you have something on your mind?"
"No, I'm thinking about something." Jiang Chan said casually and resumed the dialogue with Ren Jiao yesterday. The more the reply, the more she felt.
Taking out a pen and paper from her small bag, Jiang Chan wrote down two lines of words. Xiao Wu sat on the front passenger's seat and immediately closed his mouth tightly. At the same time, he gestured with the driver not to make a sound.
Songwriters pay attention to inspiration, which is the inspiration at that moment. If they miss that moment, it will be particularly difficult to find the feeling later.
When she arrived at the TV station, the words on Jiang Chan's notebook had a rough prototype, which needed to be carefully processed and polished later. Through the window, I saw Liu Shana standing on the red carpet. Jiang Chan hurriedly got off the bus. It was hard enough for the host to stand outside barefoot in this cold day.
Maybe it's the Spring Festival. The TV stations are decorated everywhere and look particularly happy. Liu Shana handed a red Chinese knot: "I wish you a happy new year in advance! The new year is booming!"
Jiang Chan held the Chinese knot and said, "thank you! Shana, are you going back for the Spring Festival?"
Liu Shana shook her head and smiled a little dimly: "my hometown is far from here. I haven't been back for the Spring Festival for several years."
"You still want to go back for the festival?" Zhao Qi strode in: "the competition for the program is so fierce that we all agreed to spend the festival here this year. Everyone gets together and has fun. As for those with family members, they are welcome to come here."
"That feeling is good. Jiao Jiao is the host. Do you want to entertain everyone well?" Hong Zhe is a coquettish. Maybe his online image has collapsed, so he simply let himself go.
"Yes, Jiao Jiao can go on a hot search when she goes to buy a dish. She wants to have a good craft." Wen Wen stood beside Jiang Chan, pinched Jiang Chan's ears with her fingers and smiled.
Jiang Chan smiled: "of course, welcome all teachers to my house for the new year, just give me a warm home."
At present, Jiang Chan is still an unemployed vagrant, but she is still generous. Although there is no money in the entertainment industry, she naturally has her own way to make money.
After soliciting Ren Jiao's opinions, Jiang Chan bought a single family villa last month. The community is very quiet and the confidentiality effect is also very good. However, Jiang Chan seldom goes there and mostly lives in the house provided by the company.
But the company's house is not as comfortable as her own. Jiang Chan has planned to move there in a few years. Now this group of singers want Jiang Chan to entertain them. Jiang Chan simply takes everyone to his new home.
"That's good. I'll prepare a warm home ceremony for Jiao Jiao." Wen Wen smiled. Will the little girl come?
"You're welcome. I'll be very happy if you can come."
"Everyone is here?" when everyone was discussing what gifts to give to the warm house, the director came late.
"Today is the third phase of the competition. A replacement singer will be added in this phase. As for which replacement singer is still in secret, he will appear last."
Hong zhe jumped a little, "director, is it a boy or a girl? Don't have another one like Ren Jiao. It's too scary!"
Luo Yuan mended his knife: "are you worried about another Jiao Jiao and rubbing you on the ground?"
Hong zhe dead fish eye: "brother yuan, we are still good friends if we don't tell the truth."
Wen Wen clapped gently: "no matter who comes to participate, we are very welcome. This one is not eliminated. Let's play boldly."
It was precisely because there was no knockout, Jiang Chan noticed that everyone was very relaxed, not as heavy as the last time. Although everyone said it was easy, he must have carefully prepared it in private.
Draw lots before rehearsal. Everyone is humble. Finally, Jiang Chan, the smallest, draws lots first. When she opened the ball in her hand, everyone was amazed.
"Jiao Jiao, are you lucky? Seventh! This number is great!"
Wen Wen rushed over and hugged Jiang Chan. "No matter, you can smoke one for me later. Don't ask how good it is, just don't get too close to the front."
Lin Qixin teased Wen Wen: "Jiao Jiao helped draw lots this time. Sister Wen Wen should draw a good number."
Jiang Chan blinked: "I just touched a ball casually. What if I draw the one in front?"
Wen Wen is very atmospheric: "that doesn't matter, as long as it's not the first."
Chi Feng said with a smile, "let Jiao Jiao help Wen Wen smoke next. How many can you smoke?"
Jiang Chan didn't refuse either. She casually touched a ball in the box. Wen Wen opened the ball and took a quick look. Then she screamed and hugged Jiang Chan. Two bars fell on Jiang Chan's cheeks.
"Jiao Jiao, you're so lucky. 6 ah, I actually got No. 6!" Wen Wen stretched out her hand and flashed the word 6, which almost blinded everyone's eyes.
If it weren't all under everyone's eyelids, everyone would doubt whether it was a secret operation.
"I've decided to let Jiao Jiao draw lots for me in the future. It's lucky and powerful!" Wen Wen said, and came up with a local mantra.
After the lottery episode, everyone went back to their rooms to make up, prepare for rehearsal and prepare for rehearsal.