Chapter 67

"Hello." South Vietnam answered the phone.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, only a faint wind.

South Vietnam remembers that today should be a windless day, so where is this?

"Mr. Wei, are you there?"

"It's me."

The male voice is low and pleasant to hear, just two words, but the aftersound can't stop drilling into his ears.

Nanyue rubbed his ears, and then said, "teacher Sheng, what are you looking for me?"

In her tone and words, with enough respect and politeness, she distanced herself.

"Can I help you?" Sheng Jingheng is concise and comprehensive. He will never say one more word.

Therefore, South Vietnam was a little confused for a moment. Did he mean the singer's help or her black hot search.

But the two are similar. There is no difference.

"Thank you for Mr. Sheng's kindness," Nanyue said after careful consideration. "I've almost prepared. I'll be satisfied as long as there are no accidents on the stage tomorrow."

Sheng Jingheng was silent for a moment before he said, "well, look forward to your performance tomorrow."

"OK, I'll do my best." South Vietnam is full of confidence.

After the call, South Vietnam saved Wei Jun's number.

She still underestimated Ren Ran's influence. This phone call has explained that Sheng Jingheng will help her if necessary in the future.

No matter how hard you try, it seems that you can't compare with a noble man's sentence.

After a moment of frustration with the mirror, South Vietnam took a deep breath and continued to practice new choreography.

On the other side, Sheng Jingheng looked down at Wei Jun's mobile phone in his hand. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked for a moment and soon fell again.

It was expected that she didn't need his help.

However, he still chose to make this call, not only to see her reaction, but also to implement his guess.

Back in the car, Sheng Jingheng returned his mobile phone to Wei Jun. after thinking about it, he ordered: "send out the vlog taken before."

"OK." After Wei Jun got off, he took out the tablet, found the section that had already been cut, made the later vlog, and released it with Sheng Jingheng's microblog account.

In the past two years, vlog has suddenly become popular. Stars in the entertainment industry have also begun to use vlog instead of selfie as a welfare for fans from time to time.

Sheng Jingheng has never been interested in such things that have nothing to do with serious work. He and Chen Le took the video and basically didn't dare to take a face.

But just the side face and back, plus Sheng Jingheng's private trip, which has never been made public, is enough to excite fans for a few days and nights.

Once this vlog is launched, it is bound to be popular, and there may be several more.

In contrast, the black hot search in South Vietnam, if nothing, will soon sink.

Although it is a way to cure the symptoms rather than the root cause, there is no other way now.

The meal that South Vietnam had with them was more troublesome to clarify than not.

Wei Jun made a good microblog and said back.

Sheng Jingheng made a noise, took out his mobile phone, thought about it, and dialed a number to go out.

"Brother, it's me."

Sheng Jingrui over there was a little flattered: "it's rare that you took the initiative to call me for the sake of South Vietnam?"

"Well, you can deal with it."

"As soon as I finished the meeting, I ordered to go down when I saw the hot search. Even if you don't fight, Ren Ran also came to me, but if he comes forward, he will not only fail to solve it, but also involve us, which will be more unfavorable to South Vietnam. "

Sheng Jingheng hung his eyes, and then slowly said, "you find someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Sheng Jingrui didn't react for a moment. After a meeting, he realized that Sheng Jingheng didn't pretend to be mysterious by replacing his name with a person.

But not too happy to mention the man's name.