: Round 337

The next morning, the sleepy sleeper was extremely well. When he woke up, he was refreshed, but Kangxi was a bit traumatized because of his brain all night. His eye sockets exposed were severely blackened, and his complexion was blue, and the "poison" was deep At the state, Xu really couldn't bear it anymore, so she asked the 'five girls' who came out of her house to wait.
He was worried that he would really hold back his illness, and offered the tender "Five Girls".
As a result, one 'five girls' was not enough, and another one took a long time. After finally clearing the "poison" that Kangxi had accumulated for a long time, the "five girls" also cramped, and then became Kangxi's wait 'Five girls' now.
Wash and wash, massage twice, apply cream, massage twice more, shake again, loosen muscles and bones.
Well, live together!
At the end of the day, it was noon. After lunch, the two hurried out of the door and went straight to the cafe that Geng did not sleep with.
The cafe is very close to Kangxi ’s studio. Geng Bumei is busy like a spinning top every day. It ’s not easy to have time to drink a cup of coffee. Therefore, taking the principle of proximity, he has no time to go.
Fortunately, this cafe is very familiar with the staff of Kangxi Studio, and is also a frequent visitor. The boss specially spared a box for the staff of Kangxi Studio. The reporters can not enter the media, ensuring that the three will not meet. Known by the fourth person.
When Kangxi and Yanming arrived, Geng Wuiming was having lunch in the box, with a blue ice treasure sticker on his forehead. He had n’t burned, and his face was slightly red, but his appetite was good. He ate two portions of braised beef brisket rice.
After being seated, Kangxi ordered a cup of hot lemon tea to him. He was an American-style clear coffee, and then ordered Geng Wunming's favorite stocking milk tea.
As soon as the milk tea was brought in, he handed it to Geng Wuiming with his hands held up in the sky, "It's hard!"
"You just know!" Geng Bumei didn't feel embarrassed at all, and took a sip of milk tea cow, "Speak, what are you looking for me for?"
"Want to ask you, do you know Jin Duoxin's agent?"
"Jin Duoxin?" Geng Bumei searched the profile in his brain. "You said that after marrying the rich, Xiongmen's wife is not good at doing it, and the old Jinduoxin came out?"
"Yes, it's her."
"Her agent I remember is Guo Jiahua of Galaxy Entertainment, not a serious person. If I remember correctly, this person is inextricably linked to OK Club."
"Not this agent, I asked the agent when Jin Duoxin debuted."
Geng Bumei said inexplicably: "You are investigating and investigating the case. How did you involve the agent again? The last time was an antique dealer and this time it was an agent. What a mess?"
"Don't ask so much, what matters is whether you know this person."
Geng Bumei did n’t continue to ask why, he was too busy now to have three heads and six arms, he did n’t want to know anything about it, but since Kangxi would ask him, it must be related to the case, he thought about it, Jin Duoxin He made his debut at the age of twenty-five, and it is also 16 or seven years ago. At that time he was still a high school student. It was not clear what happened in the entertainment industry. Later, when he graduated from the university to take the economic man's license, he entered this circle. I do n’t know much about it. The broker ’s career is not much, not too much, but the circle is very unified and pays attention to information sharing. The most important thing is to pay attention to the network, not to mention the red and red artists, the most important thing is to be in every During the second meeting, get information that is beneficial to your own artists.
If it is the agent of a big-name artist, it is even more star-sharing, even if it is shameless, it will go to stifle. In the information age, knowing more people means that there is one more source of information.
"Let me think about it ..." Geng's fingers hit the table, "If I remember correctly, the earliest agent of Jin Duoxin was Zhao Ye."
Kangxi is very new to this name, "How come I never heard of such a broker?"
"You haven't heard it is normal. Strictly speaking, Zhao Ye is not an agent. He is a famous scout in the circle."
"Scout?"
"Well, his vision is very accurate. None of the people he fancy is not red, so the people in the circle don't call him his real name, they call him Zhao Bole."
Bole knows horses well. This Zhao Yeshan knows the stars and has the same work, so it has the nickname Zhao Bole.
"Zhao Bole ..." Kangxi's name became familiar.
"You mean that Zhao Bole, who is currently advising Tong Xing at the Little Silver Star Art Troupe!"
"Yes, it's him!" Geng Bumei drank the milk tea in one gulp. Recently, he had a fever and the water was evaporating fast. He was particularly thirsty. The waiter asked for another cup of stocking milk tea. .
When the milk tea came, Geng did not sleep and sighed, "Everyone in the circle thinks that he is really overkill for this job. I have also told you before that if the PR department invites him, it will definitely be more powerful.
Not only does Zhao Ye have a pair of flamboyant eyes, he can see at a glance whether this person has the quality of being a star, and he is also a first-class player in public relations strategies. Many stars have wanted to hire him to join his studio. He refused.
"I heard from my teacher that the reason why he no longer works as a scout seems to be that he was hurt very deeply, but I do n’t know the specifics. He is now in the Little Silver Star Art Troupe Consultant, volunteer work, there has been no movement in the circle for a long time, the younger artists do n’t even know who he is! "If it were n’t for his mentor, Taishan Beidou among the agents, the size of the entertainment industry He knows everything well.
"You said the Little Silver Star Art Troupe is the child art training base on Huashan Road?"
"Yeah, that's it. Many child stars come out from there."
Many fathers and mothers want children to become big stars this year, but their personal network resources are limited. The best way is to let the children develop their talents through training institutions. If they are lucky, they can be recommended, or the children are competing. After winning the game, people were fancy.
To put it bluntly, it's a place where you need to smash money hard.
No money, what art to learn.
Reluctant to let go of the child, not the wolf.
Most of them long for their children to become big stars. For their parents who are star parents, it is not a problem to spend money. They compare this to a pre-investment. As long as the children are famous, they will naturally be able to pay back.
When Kangxi heard this, he made a decision, "Can I find him at the Little Silver Star Art Troupe now?"
"It should be possible. Last time, a crew asked for a few children to act. I went there to find it. When I came back, I mentioned that he would be there every Friday."
"Friday? That happened, today is Friday!"
However, after listening to Geng's insomniac, he had other considerations, "Lao Geng, you just said that he was badly injured, is this an artist?"
"I really don't know, but I heard from my teacher that he was injured by a woman."
"woman?"
"Well, I guess it must be who he fell in love with, and he was ruthlessly dumped, and his feelings were traumatized. Otherwise, it would be a pity to be misplaced with a group of children."
A man's slump is roughly related to a woman.
Kangxi looked at Zhenxuan and guessed why she would ask, "Do you think the person who hurt him is Jin Duoxin?"
"Not what I think, but what I hope is."
"Ok?"
"Because if this is the case, then his relationship with Jin Duoxin is too close, which means that she will know many of her unknown secrets, but people have not yet seen whether Jin Duoxin is still to be verified. "
It's useless to say more, or I'll see you later.
He also didn't feel comfortable drinking lemon tea at this time. After checking out, he rushed to Huashan Road with Kangxi.
Huashan Road is the main road of S City. It was congested all year round. In order to save time, the two simply abandoned the car and took the subway instead of letting the driver follow. Such an action was beneficial. It went out of the fifth mouth of Line 2, Xiaoyinxing. The signboards of the art troupes can be seen everywhere. Not only are the training courses in the art troupes written on the signboards, but also a lot of child stars from the art troupe and the works they have participated in. Some of the child stars have become big stars when they grow up.
The advertising words on the signboard are also well written, which will definitely allow a group of parents to send the children in like blood of chicken.
After walking for ten minutes, the two reached the entrance of the Little Silver Star Art Troupe. It was an old building from the 1930s and 1940s. The style was simple. The large iron door at the door was painted with green paint, and the center of the door was a silver. The five-pointed star, with a dozen sunshine, shimmers and shines, I believe everyone who comes in can see it.
The naked eye is a five-pointed star. In fact, it is telling my parents that their children may be a rising star in the future.
Kangxi looked scary because he was wearing a mask. When he went in, he surprised a lot of children. Most of them were five or six years old, and the oldest were only seven or eight years old. Some were scared, and some looked at Kangxi curiously. .
Kangxi had intended to turn a blind eye, but a few bold people ran up and asked him if he was acting? If he didn't answer, they would follow up and make him big.
Hao had to make him wait in the corridor, she went in to find someone herself.
Although Zhao Ye is already in a state of semi-hermit, he is very kind. Many children know him. He grabbed one casually and asked about his whereabouts.
She followed the path in the art troupe to a building to the north. Before she reached her, she heard a woman in her thirties roaring against a door.
"Old stuff, who do you think you are, my family is so smart, why can't you be a star, I think you are old and dizzy."
She roared loudly, full of breath, and shocked that several pots of chrysanthemums in the corridor had fallen petals.
"Is there something great, isn't it just a few ideas, I don't believe that I can't find someone who can advise more than you." After she finished, she pulled the little boy around, "Xiaobao, let's go, no Take care of this old thing. "
When the mother and the child came, they just wiped it off with the scarp. The woman walked and her mouth was not clean. It seemed that the bad breath in her stomach was not smooth.
Zumiao came to the door and just knocked, but the door opened.
"No consultation today, come again next Friday!"
The speaker is about fifty years old, wearing a gray-black sports suit, facial features Zhou Zheng, the chin is full of slag, the hair is not combed and refreshing, the whole look is sloppy, but a pair of black eyes is particularly sharp under the face without trimming .
He glanced at him for a while, and suddenly the light flashed out, as if he saw the treasure of the rare world. He looked up and down, but after a while, the touch of light disappeared again, and his eyes became a pool of standing water.
"Who are you?" He asked, his voice hoarse, but not unpleasant, and there was a kind of vigorous rustle in the wind.
"Luo Xiao!" He did n’t dare to use his real name. He did n’t know what his character was. He bluntly told the truth, and he might get out of the way. "Excuse me, you are Zhao ..."
Before he had finished speaking, the man suddenly pushed back and closed the door.
"There is no one named Zhao Ye here."
He was dumb, she didn't tell the full name, he refused, this person must be Zhao Ye.
"Mr. Zhao, I'll come to you ..."
"I'm not Mr. Zhao, you admit the wrong person, if you want to sign up for the training class, turn left, but you are a bit older ... not accepted here."
As he looked at the closed door, the man was so determined that he refused to see anyone, so she had to come straight to it.
"Mr. Zhao, do you know Jin Duo Xin ..."
The words fell, but the door was silent.
Kuangkang knocked on the door, "Mr. Zhao ..."
Still silent.
Yanming waited patiently for a few minutes, but could not break through the door. She could only stare at the closed door. When she was about to ask again, the door opened quietly.
Zhao Ye asked with a sullen face: "What is your relationship with her?"
He asked back, "This should be the question I asked you!"