"No, I can watch TV and play with my mobile phone to interact with my fans. Where is I lonely?" Ren Jiao asked back: "You are also a girl, you are also lonely. Do you feel this kind of loneliness?"

"Of course not, I live a good life alone." Jiang Chan did not hesitate. Before she finished speaking, she understood Ren Jiao's meaning. Perhaps she had done enough tasks and had seen many worlds. Jiang Chan invisibly distinguished herself from others, and it seemed that no one could compare to her inner strength.

Now that Ren Jiao asked this, Jiang Chan realized the problem. She seemed to be seeing others with a secular perspective. It was obvious that she and Ren Jiao were no different in essence.

"Will that be enough?" Ren Jiao's tone rose: "I didn't deliberately not want to make friends, nor did I deliberately pursue the arrival of friends. If someone gets along well with me, I wouldn't refuse, but if others want to leave, I wouldn't force it. If fate gets together, I can't force it."

"Jiaojiao, what are you thinking?" Xiao Wu waved his hand in front of Jiang Chan. Today, she came to pick Jiang Chan up, and she found that Jiang Chan was a little stunned and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ah? It's here?" Jiang Chan came back to her senses, and saw Xiao Wu's eyes widening, with concern in her eyes.

"No, Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you today? It seems that you have something to worry about?"

"No, I'm thinking about something." Jiang Chan said casually, still reviewing the conversation with Ren Jiao yesterday. The more she reviewed, the more she felt.

Take out paper and pen from the small bag she carried with her, and Jiang Chan wrote two lines of words. Xiao Wu sat on the passenger seat and immediately closed his mouth tightly. At the same time, he gestured to the driver not to make a sound.

The lyricist and songwriter pays attention to inspiration, which is when the moment of inspiration moves. If you miss that moment, it will be extremely difficult to find a feeling later.

When he arrived at the TV station, the words on Jiang Chan's notebook had already taken a rough prototype, and they needed to be carefully processed and polished later. Through the car window, Liu Shanna was standing on the red carpet. Jiang Chan got out of the car quickly. The cold host stood outside with bare legs, which was really hard work.

Perhaps it is already the Spring Festival, and the TV station is decorated with red and looks particularly happy. Liu Shanna handed over a red Chinese knot: "I wish you a happy New Year in advance! The new year is prosperous!"

Jiang Chan held the Chinese knot: "Thank you! Shana, are you going back for the Spring Festival?"

Liu Shanna shook her head and smiled a little dim: "My hometown is very far away from here. I haven't been back for the Spring Festival in several years."

"Are you still thinking about going back to celebrate the festival?" Zhao Qi walked in with great strides: "The program competition is so intense, we all agreed to celebrate the festival here this year, and we will gather together and have fun. As for families, we welcome the family members here."

"Then the relationship is good, Jiaojiao is the host. Do you want to treat everyone well?" Hong Zhe is a man who loves to make fun of it. Perhaps his image on the Internet has collapsed, so he simply let himself go.

"That's right, Jiaojiao can be on the hot search when she goes to buy a vegetable. I think the skills are good." Wen Wen stood beside Jiang Chan, pinching Jiang Chan's ear with her fingers, and smiling with a cramped face.

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Of course, you can. Welcome all teachers to my house for the New Year, just treat it as a warm home for me."

Jiang Chan is still an unemployed vagrant at present, but she is quite generous. Although she doesn’t have a penny in the entertainment industry, she naturally has her own way to make money.

After soliciting Ren Jiao's advice, Jiang Chan bought a small villa in a single house last month. The community is very quiet and has a very confidential effect. However, Jiang Chan rarely goes there, and she lives more in a house provided by the company.

But the company's house is not as comfortable as his own. Jiang Chan has already planned to move there after the New Year. Now this group of singers wants Jiang Chan to entertain, Jiang Chan simply takes everyone to his new home.

"That's great. I want to prepare a Wen Ju gift for Jiaojiao." Wen Wen smiled. Is it a little girl who can do anything?

"You're really welcome. I'm very happy if you can come."

"Everyone is here?" Just as everyone was discussing what gift Wen Ju gave, the director came late.

"Today is the third competition, and there will be a new replacement singer in this competition. As for which replacement singer is still in a confidential manner, he will appear in the last one."

Hong Zhe was a little more awkward, "Director, is it a boy or a girl? Don't have someone like Ren Jiao, it's so scary!"

Luo Yuan finished the fight: "Are you worried that another Jiaojiao will come, and pressing you to the ground and rubbing it?"

Hong Zhe died of fish eyes: "Brother Yuan, we are still good friends if we don't tell the truth."

Wen Wen applauded gently: "No matter who comes to participate, we are very welcome. If this game is not eliminated, please feel free to play boldly."

It was precisely because of this game that Jiang Chan realized that everyone was very relaxed, not as heavy as the last time. Although everyone said it was relaxed, they must have prepared it carefully in private.

Before the rehearsal, we had to draw lots first, and everyone was humble. Finally, Jiang Chan, the youngest, drew lots first. When she opened the ball in her hand, everyone was amazed.

"Jiaojiao, you are so lucky, right? Seventh! This number is so good!"

Wen Wen rushed over and hugged Jiang Chan, "No matter what, you can help me draw one later. It's better if you don't ask for it. Just don't go too far."

Lin Qixin joked about Wen Wen: "This time, Jiaojiao helped draw lots, Sister Wen should draw a good number."

Jiang Chan blinked: "I just touched a ball casually. What if I draw the one in front?"

Wen Wen was very arrogant: "That's okay, as long as it's not the first one."

Chi Feng smiled and said, "Then let Jiaojiao help Wen Wen draw next time. Let's see how many numbers can I draw?"

Jiang Chan didn't refuse, and casually touched the ball in the box with his hand. Wen Wen opened the ball and took a quick look, then screamed, hugged Jiang Chan, and two squirted towards him fell on Jiang Chan's cheeks.

"Jiaojiao, you are so lucky. 6, I actually got No. 6!" Wen Wen stretched out her hand, and the 6 words of the bright 6 almost blinded everyone's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that this was under everyone's eyes, everyone would have doubted whether this was a secret operation.

"I decided to let Jiaojiao draw lots for me in the future. This luck is great!" Wen Wen said and said something.
Chapter completed!