Chapter 161 The eye-catching lipstick?

"Yes, after you left yesterday, Wanqi practiced songs alone until the early morning. Seeing that it was too late, I went into the recording room and advised her to rest first."

Zhou Hongwei pursed her sexy red lips and said, "After all, the body is the capital of revolution. No matter how important the album matters, it cannot exhaust the body."

"It is a blessing for Sister Wanqi to meet an agent like Sister Hong." Looking at the plump and light mature woman, Wen Yan said sincerely.

In the eyes of many agents, artists are their tools for making money. Even if Zhao Wanqi and Zhou Hongwei are partners now, the same is true:

Only the more Zhao Wanqi earns, the more income she can get.

Therefore, Zhou Hongwei considers it from Zhao Wanqi's perspective, which shows that in her eyes, the two are not just partners, but have a certain relationship.

"Why did Sister Wanqi drink alcohol?" Wen Yan turned back to the topic.

"Who knows what she is thinking?" Zhou Hongwei held her forehead with her hands, her eyes feeling helpless.

"As soon as I pulled her out of the recording room, she made her shouting that she was too excited to practice singing and couldn't fall asleep for a while, and insisted on pulling me and drinking with her."

"I thought that a few drinks tonight would indeed help sleep, which fulfilled her wishes, but who would have thought..." Zhou Hongwei stopped talking.

"But who would have thought you were drunk by Sister Wanqi?" Looking at the unspeakable young mature woman, Wen Yan continued with a smile.

He knew Zhao Wanqi's alcohol tolerance. He thought that Wang Luoqi was overestimating her ability to drink and was directly poured into a "drunk girl".

"Haha. It can't be considered drunk. We both drank similarly. Before I left, she had almost reached the dose." Zhou Hongwei forced herself to win over: "It's hard to wake up yet.

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Speaking of this, Zhou Hongwei was also a little embarrassed. As a gold medal agent of Yafeng Media, her drinking capacity has always been something she is proud of.

After all, there is an unwritten custom in China, and many businesses are negotiated at the wine table, so Zhou Hongwei used to specialize in drinking capacity.

But she didn't expect that with her unstoppable alcohol tolerance, she was actually drunk by Zhao Wanqi last night. Xiao Qin drove the car and sent her drunkenly back home.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hongwei was also a little scared. Fortunately, it was Zhao Wanqi who drank with her yesterday. If it were the original LSP leaders of Yafeng Media, they might not have thought that they would do something disgusting.

Zhou Hongwei knew very well that her sexy and hot figure, in the eyes of those greasy middle-aged leaders, was a delicious piece of fat, and everyone wanted to take a bite, especially the bastard Song Ji.

She just didn't want to wake up one morning and see that the tree-lined path outside the window was filled with dazzling white frost. Then she worked together with Zhao Wanqi, who had just entered the music industry.

"Okay, junior brother, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go and see if Wanqi wakes up first." Zhou Hongwei twisted her sexy waist and walked towards the elevator door.

She muttered as she walked: "I would have asked her to drink less yesterday, and I don't know if it would affect her singing practice status today."

It will definitely not have any impact. You still don’t understand the depth of Sister Wanqi. Looking at Zhou Hongwei’s plump back, Wen Yan secretly complained in her heart.

Zhao Wanqi got up early today and called him to report the good news. With Wen Yan's ears that had an absolute sound, she could not hear the strangeness in the elder sister's voice.

If Zhou Hongwei hadn't mentioned this incident by chance, he might never have known:

After he left, Zhao Wanqi had drunk alcohol late at night.

...

Taking the elevator to the "Bamboo Dragonfly" studio on the 18th floor. Through the glass door of the recording room, Wen Yan looked at the slim figure practicing singing inside.

As he thought, he did not see anything unusual in Zhao Wanqi. The eldest sister was practicing the song carefully as he did when he left yesterday.

"Sister Hong, it seems that your worries are unnecessary." Looking at the mature woman beside her, she said with a gentle smile:

"Sister Wanqi is in good condition now and will not affect her practice status today."

"Then my brother, go in first. I'll make a cup of tangerine peel tea for Wanqi. After practicing songs later, she can moisten her voice." Zhou Hongwei put the Kunbao on the reception sofa and walked straight to the tea area.

go.

"Sister Hong, please help me make a cup." Wen Yan took the ride back.

Compared to the little assistant with a very clear brain circuit, Wen Yan still prefers to use this young mature woman.

Well, I'm more steady in doing things.

When Wen Yan opened the glass door of the recording room, he heard Zhao Wanqi's crisp voice:

【.Humn a song while walking

With light steps,

The weight of feeling lonely is always obvious when you are depressed.

More people who desire to understand, lend a shoulder to give some warmth.

I'm very happy that our tacit understanding was so long along the way.]

Looking at Zhao Wanqi who was immersed in the song, Wen Yan was slightly shivering. Zhao Xiaoshuang, who used to be timid in front of outsiders and only dared to sing his teeth and claws in front of him, turned out to have his current aura.

In the recording room, she was high and confident, singing the music she loved freely, and her clothes were gradually moving closer to the direction of urban beauty.

At this time, she was wearing beige short sleeves, black pleated skirt, slender and round long legs, flesh-colored stockings, and pointed small high heels on her feet, showing her charm and charming sister's charm and charm

To the fullest.

As I changed my voice and breathed, my long wavy hair floated slightly, and the plumpness on my chest became even more proud without knowing it.

The side profile against the orange light, paired with seductive phoenix eyes, long and thick eyelashes, and a more shiny red lips than usual

No wonder fans call her "inspirational goddess". Such a figure is indeed the word "goddess", Wen Yan thought to himself in his heart.

Just when he was distracted, Zhao Wanqi also sang the song to the end:

【The initial dream will definitely arrive.

Realizing the real desire,

Only then can you pass the heaven.]

At the end of the song, Zhao Wanqi slowly opened her eyes and saw Wen Yan beside her, she was also a little surprised:

"Xiaoyan, why are you here so early? Didn't I tell you to come here again in the afternoon?"

Although she said this, the corners of her mouth slightly curled still showed her good mood.

Obviously, Wen Yanneng came over at noon in advance, rather than pressing the time point she mentioned on the phone, Zhao Wanqi was a little happy.

This means that Wen Yan put her affairs in her heart rather than perfunctory things.

I was idle at home and didn't want to go to the company. Seeing Sister Luo Qi's boring correction of documents, I rushed over in advance. Wen Yan felt that saying this should be able to experience a wave of "killing my brother in my arms"

welfare.

But he would not deliberately say such a badass in order to enjoy the "benefits" of his elder sister, which would destroy Zhao Wanqi's good mood. What's the difference between it and a straight man in steel?

So, Wen Yan said with great eyesight:

"I must be concerned about Sister Wanqi's album. I still want to vent my anger for you. Let's teach that woman Bai Jie a lesson to see if she dares to steal your resources."

"Yeah, Xiaoyan is still sensible and knows that he feels sorry for his sister." The smile on the corner of Zhao Wanqi's mouth became more and more obvious:

"I haven't loved you for so many years. The hard work of the shit and peeing at the beginning has not been in vain..."

"Ahem, Sister Wanqi, how can we not mention these things about Chen Zhimao and Rotten Millet?" Wen Yan spread his hands, with a feeling of helplessness.

The embarrassing past of human cubs was a question he did not want to mention. After all, things at that time were often inseparable from the cycle of grains and grains.

Well, Zhao Wanqi seems to have helped him change his diapers.

Looking at Wen Yan who was a little embarrassed, a teasing flashed in Zhao Wanqi's eyes and she no longer mentioned these things.

As her beautiful eyes circulated, she changed the topic: "How did I sing just now?"

"It's pretty good, it barely met my requirements." Wen Yan said with reservations.

In fact, Zhao Wanqi's singing just now has exceeded his expectations. She can integrate her emotions into the song in such a short time and match her solid singing skills.

This song "The Original Dream" has a very high fit with her, just like it is tailored for her.

"Then I will work harder and strive to do my best." Zhao Wanqi said and walked towards the microphone.

"Hey hey, Sister Wanqi is almost done, you'd better take a break first." Wen Yan quickly stopped him.

He could hear that Zhao Wanqi's voice was now close to its limit. If you continue practicing, there is a certain probability that it will hurt your throat.

"Wanqi, please take a break for a while. I happen to have something to talk to you." Zhou Hongwei leaned her hands around the door frame, looking at the two people in the recording room.

How did you do it? Walking in high heels, but you can appear silently behind others? Looking at the meaningful eyes of the young mature woman, Wen Yan secretly complained to herself.

...

Meeting area.

Zhao Wanqi and Zhou Hongwei sat side by side on the sofa, while Wen Yan sat alone opposite him. He felt discrimination from his gender. Is it not good to post a post?

After all, there are many people and are lively.

Ahem, please ignore the above thoughts from the single boy who had been seventeen years ago, and the slutty thoughts flashed in his mind. Even if the two older sisters really let him squeeze in the middle, Wen Yan would decisively refuse.

Because he has self-knowledge and knows that it is impossible!

Zhao Wanqi sipped the tangerine peel tea, moistened her dry throat, and then asked to the mature woman beside her:

"Sister Hong, you just said that you have something to discuss with me?"

"Yes, the program team of "I am the King of Singers" has sent you another invitation, hoping to make you the first-round competitive singer."
To be continued...