Imperial capital.

Zijin Apartment, large flat floor on the top floor.

In the study room, Mu Jinbai closed the documents in front of him and raised his right hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed the photo on the corner of the table. The man stretched out his right hand, took the photo frame over, pulled a tissue, and wiped the photo frame carefully.

The photos in the photo frame are already a little old and yellow.

Inside the photo is a group photo, a young mother wearing a skirt, hugging a little girl with a smile.

The girl looks like she is three or four years old. She wears a small red dress, exposed her small arms and legs outside the dress, as white as lotus root nodes, and on her pink face, she has outstanding facial features like a doll.

I don’t know what happy the little guy heard, his lips raised and smiled brightly, revealing a row of neat little white teeth.

The backs of the mother and daughter were on a cruise ship, with their clothes and hair blown by the sea breeze, and there were traces of seagulls in the distance.

Yubai's fingertips gently stroked the young woman in the photo, and fell on the little girl's little face, which was a little fat baby. Mu Jinbai's eyes instantly filled with gentleness.

But soon, the tenderness turned into a heartache.

On the desk, the cell phone vibrates.

Mu Jinbai took back his mind, put the photo back in place, arranged it carefully, and reached out his right hand to connect the phone.

The phone call was called by the person in charge of the program team of "Mask King" and his tone was very respectful.

"Mr. Mu, I have sent the information of the three advanced players to your email."

The TV station was acquired by the Satellite TV station a few years ago. "The King of Masks" was the first major variety show launched by Mu Jinbai.

The purpose is not only to receive gifts, but also to be able to discover new people and fill in fresh blood for your cultural company.

This is why he personally served as a mentor.

"good!"

Mu Jinbai hung up the phone, held the mouse and lit the computer screen, typed it on the keyboard and entered the email address, and opened the email you just received.

There are three attachments in the email, named after the pseudonyms of the three contestants.

The first one is the information of mrs.d. Mu Jinbai clicks the mouse to open the file.

The resume form is clearly written.

Name: Jun Qing.

...

Jun Qing?!

Seeing this name, Mu Jinbai's fingers holding the mouse tightened suddenly.

The dark eyes moved slightly, and the man's eyes fell on the upper right corner of the information, two-inch photo of Jun Qing.

In the photo, the girl did not apply any makeup, and a bright smile appeared on her delicate face.

Move the mouse quickly, Mu Jinbai's gaze fell on Jun Qing's resume below the file.

The document lists her life in detail.

Both elementary and Chinese were studied in the imperial capital, and high school was studied at the Affiliated High School of the Conservatory of Music.

When he was in middle school, he won the grand prize for the piano competition and was then admitted to the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music.

...

"Jun Qing?!"

Mu Jinbai repeated the name in a low voice, and his eyes were once again frozen on Jun Qing's photo in the upper right corner.

He suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed the phone. He entered Jun Qing's phone on the form neatly and pressed the dial button.

A female reminder sounded in the earpiece.

"Sorry, the call you made cannot be connected for the time being!"

Mu Jinbai pressed the redial and tried again, but the result was still the same.

Frowning and hung up the phone, he called out the person in charge of the program team and called back, "I want to see her!"

The person in charge was a little surprised, "You mean..."

"Jun Qing!"

"when?"

Mu Jinbai looked sideways and stared at the photo of his mother and sister at the corner of the table.
Chapter completed!