Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

"So," her eyes were bright, and she circled around everyone, "Aiwei Badihei feeds the dogs, work hard, and fill up this shelf quickly!" She straightened her right hand very high, with the back of her hand facing up.

, indicating that everyone should make a gesture of cheering for the players before the game starts.

Unfortunately, everyone's response was not as enthusiastic as she expected.

Well, no one responded at all.

Jiang Ling stood with his arms folded, his face expressionless; Jia Nuo couldn't see him and didn't know what she was doing; Ji Mo was too busy flipping a silver coin between his fingers to care; Eddie looked at his unwell state.

Everyone, I suggest you change it to "high fives" or "fist bumps", so that only two of them are needed.

Wanwan refused to obey. Seeing that no one responded to her call, she raised her chin towards the little star squatting in front of her, motioning for it to place its front paws on her hand, then struck down hard while shouting in a low voice

"Yeah!", scrawled but tragically completed the ceremony.

Fortunately, Xiaoxing is very understanding of human nature. When she shouted "yeah!", she barked two "woof woof" sounds, so that she would not end up in the sad situation of a one-man show.

"Ahem," she scratched her hair and pretended to cough, indicating that after the fun was over, it was time to get down to business. "The company will try not to arrange any outings for you in the second half of the month, and put all the energy into preparing for the party. This is

The debut of 'Tea' must be very beautiful!"

"As for the choreography and songs for the party, I know that Jiang Ling and the choreographer and dance teacher have already made a complete plan, but I suddenly thought of an idea. Do you want to listen to it?" The monster Wanwan looked at it eagerly without confidence.

Everyone, ask carefully.

"It's like this..." Seeing that no one objected, she began to speak with gesticulations, but after two sentences, she felt that her words could not be fully effective, so she simply pulled out a notebook and lay on the table, scribbling and scribbling.

Tell it in a gibberish voice.

"Do you understand?" After finally explaining the whole plan, her mouth was dry, but when she lowered her head and saw the patterns on the paper that could almost be regarded as several black shadows, she felt guilty and looked at everyone uncertainly.

Sukarno sat on the side of the table with a smile, his ivory skin and curved eyebrows were gentle, but this gentleness was silent from beginning to end.

Eddie and Jimo looked at each other and avoided her gaze in a tacit understanding.

Jiang Ling's eyelids drooped slightly, and his face, as beautiful as a bjd doll, had a consistent expression of alienation and indifference.

"How about..." She tapped the tip of her pen and timidly suggested, "Shall I say it again?"

"No need." It was Jiang Ling who objected to her. He did not look at what she had written on the paper. He described the concept clearly in a few words and then stopped and looked at the three of them inquiringly.

"Okay." Jimo agreed.

Eddie shrugged obliviously.

Even the invisible Kano nodded.

"Okay, let's use this! Let's go to the practice room to discuss the music and details." Jiang Ling calmly overturned the original plan that he had prepared for a long time, as if all the hard work he had put in night after night were not important, and he made the decision immediately.

Gu Wan stared blankly at the backs of the four people leaving side by side. It took a long time to realize: Come on, handsome guys, that was obviously her idea. Is it really okay for you to burn bridges and fall out like this without recognizing others?