"Tu tuk tuk."

Bai Xue, a pair of long legs, kicked high heels, and knocked out rapid notes on the ground.

Her ability to control high heels is even ashamed of her agent, makeup artist and assistant.

I can't keep up with her anymore.

The agent followed her little ancestor panting, shouting softly at her back as she walked: "Baixue, wait."

She ignored the agent's call, and pretended not to hear it, and soon entered the parking lot.

"My aunt! What are you doing?"

The agent endured the pain caused by the high heels and stepped forward quickly, pulling her white and tight arm.

"What's the matter? I just don't want to perform on stage. It's really a waste of money to come to such a performance."

When she heard the agent's questioning, she stared at her agent fiercely with a stern face, and her displeasure became stronger and stronger.

No matter how I say it, I am a popular star. There are a lot of fans following me wherever I go. Why don’t I even arrange a separate dressing room?

She also asked her to put on makeup with a group of aunts and unknown bar singers, which was too unfair to take her, a popular star.

If it spreads out in the future, will she still be in the entertainment industry?

"Oh, my little aunt, you have just become popular now. Although you are a little famous, you have not gained a foothold in the entertainment industry! You must be careful when speaking and doing things. You can no longer use your temperament to collapse your image and bear negative news..."

The agent was speechless when he saw this newcomer who was not very famous and started to become popular.

But what can she do?

She had to persuade such a newcomer when she had such a polite voice. She continued to say bitterly: "Baixue, stop making trouble, okay? Let's go back and put on makeup first, and do the performance intact?"

But Bai Xue doesn't like to hear her words anymore.

Did she deliberately make trouble? It was clearly because the organizer made a mistake.

Moreover, she has a wealthy father behind her and has a lot of resources to support her, so why worry about not being able to stand firm in the entertainment industry in the future?

This kind of unclassified performance is the stumbling block that hinders her career development.

"I want to go back, if you go back, I won't go back." Bai Xue got into the back seat of the car.

broker:……

After she said so much, it was all in vain!

She held the handlebars with both hands: "Baixue, if you stop acting like this, do you know how the entertainment journalist will report on you? Do you think about the consequences?"

"This kind of small city can't even see an entertainment journalist. Even if there is one, let them write it, which can increase my popularity. As long as it is used properly, negative news is also a sharp sword of marketing. It can not only attract attention, but also accumulate a large audience, and also bring unexpected communication effects. It is said that every leading actress from a certain TVB is stepping on negative marketing and moving towards the public's vision. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight. Under the appropriate operation, traffic growth and performance increase can be achieved."

Bai Xue disagreed and did not think that this was a bad thing, but instead thought that this was a good thing: "Black, red, black, red, and it turned red as if it was black. Isn't you afraid of you, but you don't pay attention to it. There aren't many celebrities in our circle who become popular as if it was black!"

This fallacy is very reasonable and the agent cannot refute it.

Just aunt!

You also need to have that "popular" physique!

Bai Xue closed the car door while the agent was stunned and asked the driver to drive back to the hotel.

She decided to ask the financial backer's father to replace this ineffective agent when she went back.

...

As time goes by, it is the turn of the Sun Choir to perform on stage.

All 35 people took the stage.

A beam of light was set off, and Li Wanqing, wearing a cheongsam, stepped onto the stage again with elegant steps: "Low, let's welcome the Sun Choir to bring us the chorus. The song they want to sing is 'Jasmine'."

The lights of the audience lit up, and the sun choir wearing a cheongsam stood there gracefully.

It makes people's eyes shine.

The slim waist and skinny auntie shows a more slender and moving charm with the blessing of the smooth lines of the cheongsam.

And those full aunts reveal a moist taste with the blessing of the smooth lines of the cheongsam.

No matter how tall, short, fat and thin they all wear their own styles.

Mature, plump, elegant and noble.

The audience sighed: These aunts, who are over 50 years old, are floating in a strong Chinese beauty against the backdrop of the cheongsam.

Before the singing started, the audience in the audience gave their applause without hesitation.

Su An, Lai Xinyi, Chu Mengmeng, and Su Jianzhong also received their warm applause.

"Master Su, look, the cheongsam you made for the choir aunts amazed the audience." Lai Xinyi's beautiful eyes looked at Su An's handsome side face and smiled charmingly.

"Hey, why do I feel that under Master Su, there are no ugly women, only beautiful women!"

Su An smiled and said nothing about the flattery of these two women.

"Xiao An! The cheongsam you made is getting better and better, not only in your shape, but also in your soul. You completely use their respective body advantages, and hide their physical disadvantages well, so that they can wear the cheongsam that suits them the most suitable for them."

Su Jianzhong, who was sitting next to Su An, was very pleased with Su An’s increasingly sophisticated craftsmanship.

But he, the former wave, was completely shot on the beach by his son and he was extremely moved.

However, he was still happy.

"Dad, why do you think it is difficult to inherit traditional handmade cheongsams?"

Su Jianzhong said without hesitation: "When income and quality of life cannot be improved, fewer people are willing to learn this craft, which is the problem of inheritance."

He had accepted apprentices in the past, but no one could stick to it. Many people just wanted to gain some fame, and then learn technology and become independent and make money as soon as possible.

The inheritance he wants is that someone can truly learn craftsmanship, understand the essence and culture of cheongsam, and integrate it into his own blood and cells.

Only in this way can we make a cheongsam better.

Fortunately, his son, Su An, did it!

"Dad, you've only said one thing."

Su Jianzhong looked puzzled.

"There is another point that comes from the concept of consumers." Su An expressed his thoughts: "Most consumers will think that cheongsams are high-ranking and can only be matched with jewelry and beautiful clothes. Only by letting consumers think that cheongsams are not treasures that can be worn and not be inconsistent with work can they be really good. Only by making cheongsams suitable for daily wear can cheongsams be better promoted and survive better."

Su Jianzhong understood that his son wanted to improve the traditional cheongsam and innovate the past!

However, he also understood.

After all, traditional cheongsams have undergone countless improvements.

"Xiao An, I have no objection to you if you want to innovate and reform, but you must never make assembly line cheongsams. What you do must be worthy of the customers, the fabric, and every cheongsam."

"Dad, don't worry, on the cheongsam, I must stick to the traditional handmade cheongsam craftsmanship, so that the cheongsam will return to life, not eye-catching or vulgar, and become a daily dress."

"As long as you can always adhere to the traditional handmade cheongsam craftsmanship, if you want to innovate and make cheongsam daily, I have no objection." Su Jianzhong patted Su An's shoulder lightly.

Lai Xinyi listened to the conversation between the father and son, and was looking forward to Su An’s innovative cheongsam style.

On the stage, the conductor of the choir focused for a while, turned to look at the audio control room, and nodded.

The prelude to "Jasmine" is heard in the audio.

The conductor followed the prelude, swayed his arms and gestured.

"Good...a beautiful jasmine flower...the fragrance is full of branches, fragrant and white, everyone praises me, let me pick you..."

The 35 choir members sang in one whisper, which was melodious and beautiful.

The melodious melody was flaunting around the venue.

It attracted the ears of the audience in the audience in an instant.

Everyone was immersed in their graceful and melodious tunes.

A few minutes later...

The conductor of the Sun Choir waved his arms, and suddenly, his hand drew a small circle in the air and grabbed it in the air.

The voices of the whole staff came to an abrupt end, uniform and perfect.

As the choir performance ended, the audience applauded warmly at the same time.

Applause came one after another, and continued, bringing a perfect end to the choir's performance.

After Li Wanqing came on stage again and introduced the next performer's performance to the audience below, she returned to the side of the stage and watched the performance with Wang Tao, the person in charge of the performance.

At this time.

The court affairs rushed over.
Chapter completed!