Koi Daisy is About To Debut

This time An Ziyan only sent Jiang Pingqiu and Lily here, An Ziyan went to meet the director and producer first by himself.

Su Jinli was taken by Lily to a separate dressing room, and directly asked Su Jinli to undress: "We have prepared clothes for you, take off your body first."

"Oh, good." Su Jinli nodded and took the clothes they gave to change.

The clothes they prepared for Su Jinli were white linen Chinese-style tops with buttoned necklines and mid-sleeves, without any pattern decoration, which looked very plain.

The trousers are black and equally loose, giving them a classic look.

After he came out, Lily looked at Su Jinli's newly dyed hair and worried: "Why did you dye your hair all of a sudden?"

"An Zihan has to pull me to dye my hair together."

Lily sighed: "I'll use a disposable hair dye to help you darken first, you put this on your shoulders, don't stain your clothes."

Su Jinli was obedient, sat down and let Lily play with him.

This time, although he put on makeup, he still looked very plain, and his image was a little more calm.

After finishing the styling, they left the training camp together. Su Jinli sat in the car and became nervous and asked Jiang Pingqiu: "Brother Jiang, do I have to say hello to them later? What should I say? Do I need to perform a show? Huh? Do I sing songs I wrote myself, or what they like?"

After hearing this, Jiang Pingqiu couldn't help laughing and replied: "An Shao is here, as long as he is there, you can just listen to him."

"What if it's not convenient for him to say it?"

"If you are in trouble, he will definitely help you out. Just trust him with confidence. Shao An is still very reliable."

"Oh, that's good." Su Jinli stopped talking, but he was still nervous, just like the first time he went to Muzitao for an interview.

The place they went to was not a company or a restaurant, but a restaurant.

In the lobby on the first floor, there is a stage, and there are performances in the early morning.

Jiang Pingqiu took Su Jinli to the second private room on the second floor. After knocking on the door, someone opened the door, and Su Jinli was about to walk in by himself.

Opened the bamboo curtain to live in, and saw three people sitting in the seat by the window.

A fat man with a beard on his mouth was sitting by the window, looking downstairs while eating old Beijing fried noodles.

Next to him sat a man, slender and slender, looking to be in his forties. After Su Jinli came in, he got up with a smile: "Popular idol, it's a pleasure to meet you."

An Ziyan got up and introduced the tall and thin man to Su Jinli: "This is the producer - Feng Qiang. This is the director - Jiang Ding."

"Producer Feng, Director Jiang, you two are good." Su Jinli greeted politely.

Jiang Ding looked up at Su Jinli, his eyes turned on him, and then he said, "Come on, sit down and talk, let's watch this scene together."

Su Jinli immediately sat in the seat they arranged, and lowered his head to watch the children of Liyuan performing downstairs.

"Can you spot the name? It's all from the Liyuan family. It has a solid foundation and can sing well. It's rare to perform. We came here without even having a meal, so I ordered a bowl. Eat noodles, get fat, don't eat and get hungry." Jiang Ding looks good, when he speaks, his words are round, his voice is loud, and when he laughs, he is extremely loud, like a bell ringing.

Su Jinli listened for a while, then sighed: "After all, the original flavor is still a little lost."

An Ziyan helped Su Jinli pour a pot of tea and kept listening. If Su Jinli said something wrong, he would immediately make up for it.

"What?" Jiang Ting asked.

Naturally, Su Jinli couldn't say that he was the one who had seen Aunt Gongsun dance the sword.

"I can't tell you, I just heard it earlier and I don't understand the way, but I can learn from you an authentic one." Su Jinli said seriously.

"Yo, can you still sing?" Jiang Ding's eyes lit up.

Even An Ziyan was surprised and couldn't help but ask, "You still do this?"

"When Xiao An came to introduce you to me, he might have said this. Isn't that a bonus item?" Jiang Ding continued with a big smile.

"It can only be said that I know a little bit of fur. I sing the voice of the ancients. You must know that when the ancients spoke, the pronunciation of the words was actually different from ours. It is not standard Mandarin, nor is it a dialect."

"I've heard of it. I've made films of the Tang Dynasty. But when we were filming, we still had to speak Mandarin, and it was too scrupulous that the audience wouldn't understand it."

"I just sang the original version for you, you can taste it yourself, and then look at the current version, how about it?" Su Jinli asked.

Jiang Ding was very interested and nodded immediately: "Sure."

"Let them finish the performance first. In fact, they are also very good, and they are at home in terms of skills." After Su Jinli finished speaking, he continued to look down at the play.

After he came, apart from saying hello and Jiang Ding asking him questions, he didn't deliberately try to please him, and he didn't see the excitement of the big director. At this time, he actually listened to the play seriously.

Jiang Ding and Feng Qiang looked at each other, Jiang Ding smiled and continued to eat noodles.

Feng Qiang held a teacup and chatted with An Ziyan politely.

It didn't take long for another person to come to the private room. After coming in, he greeted the others first. After seeing Su Jinli, he was surprised: "Isn't this Su Xiaoyou? Why are you here too?"

This is the chess friend who was going to play chess with Shi Lao in the teahouse last time.

An Ziyan asked unexpectedly again: "Mr. Wang, do you know any artist from our legendary family?"

Mr. Wang looked at An Ziyan, and he had to raise his head suddenly and take a step back to answer smoothly: "Sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

Standing talking to An Ziyan tired her neck.

The matter of saving Shi Lao should not be talked about casually. When Shi Lao was in danger, it was kept secret.

After President Wang came, he deliberately sat between Su Jinli and An Ziyan.

After Mr. Wang sat down, he whispered to Su Jinli, "We need to keep the old affairs a secret."

Although Su Jinli didn't understand so many ways, he also knew how to help people keep it a secret, so he nodded.

"Why, what other secrets do you two have?" Jiang Ding asked directly.

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "No, it's just a chess friend who used to play chess together. One of my chess friends has never played with him, and he has a temper. It's hard to tell, so I asked Xiaoyou Su to help keep it a secret."

An Ziyan's surprise was really wave after wave: "You still play chess?"

Should I tell him later that Su Jinli can still fly? Can you fly into outer space with a cannonball with Iron Man?

"I'm a retro boy!" Su Jinli answered confidently.

"Now I believe more and more." An Ziyan replied with narrowed eyes, looking at Su Jinli, she still felt a little spoiled.

After several seniors of the Liyuan family finished singing, Jiang Ding began to be obsessed with Su Jinli again.

"Little friend Su, you should also raise your voice."

Su Jinli nodded, without stage fright: "I'll just hum a few words to let you feel what it was like in the early days."

After Su Jinli finished speaking, he really began to sing.

At first, Jiang Ding thought that Su Jinli was just a good point, but after listening for a while, he couldn't help but restrain his smile.

He did some research on these, and he really didn't understand Su Jinli's articulation, but there was absolutely no problem with the singing.

Su Jinli's voice brightened, which caused a sensation in the lobby.

There were several old men who were listening to operas and drinking tea in the lobby. They all changed places and looked up, wanting to see which connoisseur was addicted to the show, and wanted to brighten their voices.

Unexpectedly, what I saw was a young man with a decent appearance and a handsome man. When he was singing, it was even more wonderful.

Mr. Wang has listened to the play several times, but he understands a little bit, and naturally he also thinks that Su Jinli sings well.

Feng Qiang didn't understand this, but just looking at Jiang Ding's expression and Mr. Wang's subconsciously shaking his head, he felt that this young man was not bad.

Going to look at the few people downstairs who were listening to the show with their necks raised, Feng Qiang couldn't hold back, he took out his mobile phone and recorded the scene and posted it on his Moments.

The video is only 10 seconds long, and it was shot from Jiang Ding to the downstairs, and finally Su Jinli and President Wang sitting side by side, An Ziyan only left the country with one leg.

Feng Qiang didn't take it seriously after posting on the Moments, he put down his phone and continued to listen.

After Su Jinli sang a paragraph, he stopped singing, and said, "It's ugly." He reached out and picked up the tea that An Ziyan helped him pour.

As soon as he lowered his head, he found that the tea was so full. Is An Ziyan used to pouring wine? You don't know anything about tea, how do you usually talk about business?

It's all about yang?

"Xiaoyou Su is really a genius... He knows ventriloquism, rebounds the pipa, can sing and play chess, and looks like a talent." Jiang Ding obviously knew about Su Jinli before he knew these things.

"I know a little bit."

"I'm humble, I'm already very powerful, not bad, not bad, very good." Jiang Ding is rarely so complimented, and he couldn't help but laugh when he said it. An Ziyan only needs to take a look to know that Su Jinli's role has stabilized for the most part.

Mr. Wang was addicted to chess and asked someone to send him a chess board, saying that he had to play a game with Su Jinli: "Last time I just watched you play, I haven't learned from you yet."

Su Jinli did not refuse, and agreed directly.

When playing chess, several people changed positions so that Su Jinli and President Wang could sit directly opposite each other.

When Mr. Wang played chess, he liked to study like Shi Lao, and he dropped a piece in half a day.

Su Jinli was still the same as before, almost without hesitation, he dropped a child, leaving President Wang in a deadlock.

"Ruthless! Really ruthless!" Jiang Ding looked at the chessboard and couldn't help sighing.

"Don't keep talking with your loud voice and disturb my thinking." President Wang couldn't help but scold Jiang Ding.

"Even if I don't speak, you will lose." Jiang Ding pointed to the chessboard.

"I can try again." President Wang replied stubbornly.

But in the end, Mr. Wang still lost.

Su Jinli held his own piece, pointed at the chessboard and said, "Look, this piece of mine is here, and you are a way to lose. When you play at this position, you are another way to lose."

An Ziyan stretched out his hand and tugged at Su Jinli's clothes, wanting to remind Su Jinli that this Wang is always an investor in movies, don't offend him.

As a result, I heard Su Jinli say, "You are not as good as the old man from before."

Do...well done?

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[Little Koi wanted to experience it as a human being, not for his brother. It has only been eighteen years since Little Koi became a human being]

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Bai Bai Bai Bai: Oh my God, why aren't there so many plots in this chapter that they are not demons but human? My little koi won't turn into grass carp, right?