Shock! Hot Searches For Morning Sickness of Wives After Divorce

Chapter 82 Jiang Chen shows his goodwill

 The finals arrived in a blink of an eye. The start time was eight o'clock in the evening, and it was finally the exciting moment.

Others were so nervous that they couldn't sleep, but Mo Bai couldn't wake up. He worked overtime the past few days to put out the new song, and went to ask Jiang Chen for advice, down to what kind of instrument should be paired with each note. After three days, he had to It's not that her body couldn't bear it, she could stay up all night. Fortunately, she was finally satisfied.

No, after finishing the singing, she memorized the words and music. She finally remembered it all. When she saw the bed, she fell down and fell asleep. She had been catching up on sleep in the past two days. She was sleeping while others were practicing their vocals. Others were on stage. Zhao Ling was worried about her after knowing how many times she was still sleeping, fearing that it would affect her performance. Although her performance had been stable, she was still a little worried.

“Xiao Bai, you can’t sleep all the time today, you have to get up and practice.”

Mo Bai was sleepy and looked at her with blurred eyes. It took him a while to come back to his senses.

Zhao Ling was slightly worried: "Are you okay with this? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? You must say if you feel uncomfortable, do you understand?"

Mo Bai nodded drowsily: "Well, I'm just too sleepy. I'm not uncomfortable. Just let me take it easy."

Suddenly she heard a knock on the door. Zhao Ling urged her: "Get up quickly. I'll go see who it is. If others see that you are still sleeping at this point, you will definitely be gossiped about again."

She has discovered that Mo Bai can easily attract evil, and even without her knowledge, she can also attract evil.

Zhao Ling was also stunned when she saw it was Jiang Chen. Shouldn't Jiang Chen be instructing other singers to walk on stage at this time?

“Teacher Jiang, why are you here?”

After finishing speaking, he paused: "I'm very optimistic about you. I heard that you signed a contract with the company. It's a pity. I also said that if you are interested, you can come to my studio. The salary will be generous. You can set any conditions."

Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head. He had already had an intention early on, and had also talked with Han Xiujin. He wanted to sign someone, but Han Xiujin kept blocking him. It turns out that this is where he was waiting.

Who is Jiang Chen, the King of Heaven with eyes higher than his head? Who can ask him to invite him personally?

Mo Baiguai scratched his head in embarrassment: "Thank you very much, Teacher Jiang, for your kindness. If Teacher Jiang had said it earlier, I would have rushed there earlier, but I just signed the contract. It's such a pity."

 “Okay, okay, let’s go right away.”

Jiang Chen smiled politely: "Sorry to bother you, I haven't seen Mo Bai in the training room in the past two days, so I came over to see what's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

“No, no, thank you, Teacher Jiang, for your concern. How is she? I just stayed up late for the past two days and will catch up on my sleep these two days.”

 “Thank you, Teacher Jiang, for your kindness, I will work hard.”

"That's it, it's fine. It's okay. Let her go to the stage later. I still need to talk to her about some things."

After Jiang Chen left, Zhao Ling stared at his back for a long time: "Teacher Jiang seems to take good care of you."

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I look forward to working together in the future. I’m very optimistic about you. Good luck with the performance tonight.”

"It's okay, I did come here to inform you." He joked: "Don't sleep, tonight is the official stage, everyone else has rolled up, and I haven't gotten involved yet. You are so big-hearted that I feel a little panicked, so Come and urge me.”

Jiang Chen smiled slowly, his eyebrows were curved, and two small tiger teeth were exposed at the corners of his lips. He was gentle and elegant, making people unable to refuse.

Mo Bai put down her hand and saw Jiang Chen standing at the door. She then realized that there was something wrong with her messy appearance and immediately apologized: "Teacher Jiang, I'm really sorry. I didn't know it was you. I thought I was just informing something."

It's really strange to come and take a look in person without seeing anyone. It doesn't mean that Jiang Chen is cold and unkind, but in fact Jiang Chen is a master who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. He is responsible for teaching. It's up to you whether you want to learn or not. It’s more about looking at yourself.

Mo Bai walked out of the bedroom with a chicken coop on his head, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Sister Ling, is there something wrong?"

As for the artists in her family, aside from superfluous things, they are really rare because of their appearance and talent.

No wonder Mr. Ye tried every means to trap people where he could see them. It was not unreasonable.

It’s just... “Xiaobai, what do you think of Teacher Jiang?”

Mo Bai didn't think much and answered casually: "Very good. I feel that Teacher Jiang is very gentle and very powerful. He has a lot to learn from."

As she said this, she walked to the bedroom on her own. These were not words she said after thinking about them. These were her real thoughts.

Zhao Ling wanted to say something more, but Mo Bai had already entered the bathroom. As soon as the bathroom door was closed, she was isolated from the door. Mo Bai's voice came from the bathroom: "Sister Ling, I have washed up. If you want to go there first, You’re busy, don’t wait for me.”

Then there was the sound of her locking the bathroom door. It happened every day. She must have locked the bathroom door.

“Well, wash up quickly and go out to walk on stage, and let the instructors give you some guidance. If you were elsewhere, you would have a bad work attitude.”

Mo Bai wanted to refute, but in the end he could only struggle without confidence: "I've already finished it, you can praise me for my efficiency."

Zhao Ling couldn't help but want to laugh. Sometimes she felt like a child: "Okay, then you have to be more efficient. I have been very considerate of you in the past two days and didn't even wake you up to train on your stage. ”

“Sister Ling is still gentle, considerate and considerate. I’ll take a shower first and talk about it later.”

 “You wash it quickly and don’t soak it for too long.”

"good."

 That’s what I said, but once I entered the bathroom, I couldn’t get out for an hour.

Mo Bai has been on stage three times in a row. She learns things very quickly and knows almost everything. She never makes the same mistake twice. All six instructors are full of praise for her.

Li Qingxuan was still in charge of Mo Bai's stage makeup this time. He was really afraid that he would hear something he shouldn't hear again, and there was no telling whether he would be killed and silenced.

"Zhao Ling, are you targeting me? It's just for modeling, you have to find me?"

Zhao Ling glanced at him: "It's not like I didn't give you money? What else are you unhappy about?"

Li Qingxuan snorted: "It's not that the nature of your work is too dangerous."

 I can’t afford to be offended. If one day I spill the beans, isn’t it true that trouble comes from my mouth?

Zhao Ling couldn't help but grit her teeth, impatient that he talked too much.

“Shut your mouth and you’ll be safe! I’m afraid of death if I look at you, so I’m looking for you.”

"Put it off, Zhao Ling, please stop insulting me, why am I afraid of death? I am afraid of death, can I come?"

 This is simply insulting! He can bear it, of course he can't!

Zhao Ling sat leisurely on the sofa and suddenly smiled: "How about that? We happen to be short of a stylist here, and we have to hire you every time. It's really troublesome. How about you just come over here? What's the treatment? It’s definitely not bad.”

Li Qingxuan paused and found out that he was waiting for him here.

 “This, this is not good, is it?”

“What’s wrong? Isn’t it enough to put on makeup for our artists to make you look good?”

 (End of this chapter)