Superstar, No Big Deal?!

Yang Jun opened the door and looked at the people outside the door in a daze. The person who came here was not very delicate, but he felt very comfortable. He was wearing a black suit with a gentle smile on his face and the bridge of his nose. Gold wire glasses make people feel very elegant, but what surprised Yang Jun most was not the man's temperament, but his identity.

He turned his head abruptly and saw that Shan Yatong was holding his hands on his chest, leaning against the wine cabinet and looking at him with a smile, as if seeing the surprise on his face was funny.

"Hello, I'm Shan Yatong's new agent, Lu Fan, is Shan Yatong home?" Lu Fan took out his business card and handed it politely.

"Hello," Yang Jun tried his best to return to normal, but it was obviously not very successful. He took the business card from the other party with trembling hands and said sideways, "Please come in, Yatong is at home."

Lu Fan’s first glance when he saw the young man was familiar. The young man’s eyes looked a bit like someone he had been with for 6 years. At that time, he was not a gold broker, and staying next to him could only be regarded as an assistant. I thought that such a newcomer would have his shadow.

"Please sit down," Shan Yatong made a pleased gesture, "ice water or drink?"

Yang Jun didn't understand that Shan Yatong would appear so cold in front of this gold medal agent. He stared at the two standing in our living room in amazement. Didn't Shan Yatong know that the person in front of him was a gold medal agent?

"I like tea, thank you." Lu Fan sat down on the sofa and did not look away from Shan Yatong. "There will be a press conference in the afternoon. Please prepare."

Shan Yatong took the tea he made at random and put it in front of Lu Fan, and sat down on the single sofa on his left. "The company arranged it?"

Lu Fan picked up the teacup and looked at the tea leaves floating on the water, "Otherwise you think?"

Shan Yatong shrugged, and said to Yang Jun, who was standing aside stupidly, "Now you can find a black tie for me. Don't come back within an hour."

Yang Jun nodded, turned around, went out, took the door and woke up suddenly. This kind of Shan Yatong was unexpectedly unknown to him. As an artist, it is impossible not to know such a big-name agent, this man, but once Almost no one can surpass Jing Anjue's agent among the agents. Now he is the agent training teacher of Tianguan Company. How could he be sent as Shan Yatong's agent?

Even if it is by unspoken rules, it is impossible to get such a status. Is there really magical luck in this world?

"Is he your assistant?" Lu Fan glanced at the closed door and put down his teacup. "The online video is very interesting."

"Are you interested?" Shan Yatong smiled and sat sideways, "I still have it here. If you are interested, I will show it to you."

Lu Fan is more curious about this artist. He doesn't understand how a newcomer can think of so much, and the average artist may be already very excited when he sees himself. He seems too plain, even if it is a performance, he does not think anyone can perform. It looks so plain.

Lu Fan smiled faintly, "You are very interesting, it doesn't seem to match the rumors."

"You don't agree with the rumors either," Shan Yatong put one hand on his chin, and the other hand gracefully lit the armrest of the sofa. "For example, it is said that you are Jing Anjue's agent, but you seem to be just him. Your assistant, after all, you seem to be called a broker, and you have not done what a broker should do."

Lu Fan's face paled, "How did you know?" Jing Anjue's many things are determined by him. He does almost the same thing as an assistant, but this kind of thing, except for the top of Tianguan, only That person knew, how could the little artist in front of him know?

Shan Yatong saw Lu Fan's face change and raised her eyebrows, "I don't know much, but there is no one in the world that knows Jing Anjue better than me."

"Why?" Lu Fan stood up, holding Shan Yatong's shoulders a little excitedly, "Why do you know so much?"

Shan Yatong frowned slightly. This man seemed to be a very calm and elegant person before, but has he changed so much in four years?

"I'll talk about it at will, do you believe it?" He took off Lu Fan's shoulder and stood up and said, "You are my agent, just arranging my work, not to understand my inner world."

He looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's late now, I'm going to the room to prepare." After that, he glanced at Lu Fan, "As for dealing with reporters' problems, I know how to solve them. All that is needed is to regain the mentality."

Lu Fan was sitting on the sofa with a pale face. The man had been dead for four years, and had been dead for four years.

It has been so long. In the past four years, he has never met anyone more suitable to be an artist than a man. He often wondered, if that man was still alive, what status would he be like now?

A man’s methods are beyond the reach of many people. The man said that he doesn’t like the entertainment industry, but he likes to fight with people in the entertainment industry. This is the joy of his life. On the day when a man dies, maybe no one has him sad. The artist, the Uranus superstar, who he had exhausted all his care for, fell like that, dimmed, and left no shadow.

Later, he won countless first-tier stars, but no one can surpass that man anymore. He has hoped to become resigned and accept slowly.

However, he looked at the closed door, maybe, this person could, because he believed that his eyes, this young man, had the same essence as that man, he wanted to hold out a Uranus superstar again, but he was unwilling in his heart.

Shan Yatong did not know where he remembered such a sentence, men who love to wear white clothes are actually still immature, but he understands better that women always like to look at beautiful teenagers wearing white clothes. , More in line with the image of Prince Charming in their hearts, although perhaps this prince is just a false image.

The shredded soft hair sticks to the ears, making people feel like a melancholy prince. White shirt, white suit, black bow tie, the elegant and affectionate prince, isn’t it like this?

When Yang Jun returned with the bow tie, the two people in the living room were smiling and talking about something. The atmosphere was so good that one almost thought that the two were friends for many years.

"Did you buy things back?" Shan Yatong smiled, "I found a suitable bow tie. Let's put the bow tie you bought."

Yang Jun didn't take it seriously. He knew that Shan Yatong didn't want to buy a tie for himself. It seems that the two must have discussed something "shady".

Put the tie in the closet, and as soon as I left the house, I heard Shan Yatong’s plain tone from the living room, “You can’t get along with a trick like Yuan Wen in this circle.”

With a tremor in his heart, Yang Jun didn't expect Shan Yatong, who was so severely suppressed by Yuanwen in the past, to say such things. Or, Shan Yatong has always had this idea in his heart?

"But he is more popular than you," Lu Fan said without hesitation about this real problem, but he was only stating, not despising.

Yang Jun walked out of the room, just in time to see Shan Yatong's face, he didn't seem to be angry at Lu Fan's words, his face still had a light smile.

The more I get along with this person, the more I feel that he can't see through this person.

At the press conference, a lot of media were present, and they were curious why Tianguan chose to protect a small artist under its umbrella.

What is so special about Shan Yatong?

Thinking of news to dig, reporters all want the protagonist of this conference to arrive early.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the long-awaited protagonist finally arrived. Before he even entered, there was already an uproar, because they saw that the person walking with Shan Yatong turned out to be the gold broker Lu Fan.

The reporters have become crazy, the flashes have been flashing continuously, but to their disappointment, the person concerned did not show the slightest hagginess due to public opinion, and his face was full of calm.

When the protagonist was seated, several staff members sent by the company sat down in their seats.

"As for today's press conference, it is mainly to tell everyone that our company has signed Yatong and needs to take good care of you. As for any questions, you can ask as much as possible. This is a good time to be outdated." Lu Fan The few words that he spoke showed the company's position, and at the same time, he responded positively to the rumors about Shan Yatong's transfer.

As soon as the media saw this situation, they immediately understood that some people started asking them. At the beginning, the questions were very mild, but they were just about signing the contract. Later, they gradually mentioned those issues.

"Ya Tong, Yuan Wen said that you are vulgar, uneducated, and were fighting in the orphanage. Do you have anything to say about this?" A TV reporter asked what many reporters wanted to ask.

The white-clothed boy looked at the questioning reporter with a pale face, and the sadness in his eyes made the questioning reporter slightly startled.

"I admit what he said," the young man lowered his head and said these words in an uproar in the room.

"But, I don't think I have anything wrong," the boy raised his head. "When I was thrown at the gate of the orphanage by my parents, it was not my decision. When I was bullied, I couldn't be beaten all the time. What do you know? Is it an orphan?"

The teenager's voice trembled slightly, "Orphans are, when you are tired of playing with dolls and game consoles, they are still starving. When you are afraid of injections, maybe we are sick but have no medicine to take. You know how many orphans there are every year. Did you die? You don’t know..."

The scene calmed down, and one of the reporters stood up and said, "I believe what you said, Yatong, once, I also came out of the orphanage, that place..." The reporter's eyes were red, choked and speechless, obviously Think of those painful memories of the past.

"Then, Ya Tong, what is your relationship with Xiao Tianwang and Yan Qian? How do you explain your homosexuality?" A reporter suddenly got up and asked.

Shan Yatong sees the famous tag on his body, a reporter from New Entertainment Weekly.

"I'm not gay," Shan Yatong looked at the reporter, "Here, I hope everyone misunderstands my relationship with the two seniors in the entertainment industry. There is nothing else between us."

"So, how do you explain this picture?" The reporter took out a magazine, which was a vague photo of kissing between men.

"In addition to seeing that this photo is an accident, what else can you see?" Shan Yatong paused, "What's more, no matter who the two are in the photo, what's wrong with a man and a man in love? Or? Or, in this era of equal love, New Entertainment Weekly actually despises homosexuality?" Shan Yatong rebuked, "Are those people struggling for love in this world just a shame in your weekly's eyes?"

Lu Fan heard the meaning of Shan Yatong’s words. He only accused the magazines of low status in the magazine industry, and then criticized this newspaper for discriminating against homosexuals. Then no one would dare to admit that they had this idea. Then, the only thing. The way is to skip this question.

Is it easy to avoid the heavy?

It really is a beautiful technique.

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