Chapter 1458

With a sigh, Bo Qing opened his mouth: "how long will the advertisement be shot?"

"It's going to take a whole day." monsoon looked wronged and suddenly smiled. He came forward and took Bo Qing's hand and said coquettishly: "sister president, you stay with me. If you accompany me, I can start a day full of vitality!"

Thin pour nodded, "go quickly."

After that, the three continued shooting, and Bo Qing took out his mobile phone and called Jing Shuang.

"Let monsoon participate in the king of songs. There are still two months to go. What's the itinerary of monsoon? Push it for me, and then invite a vocal music teacher to abuse him to death."

Jing Shuang couldn't help laughing. "Does monsoon know the bad news?"

Bo Qing looked at the monsoon being photographed. He looked really serious. When he saw her looking at it, he smiled like a silly white sweet.

This silly boy

Thin lean sighed, "don't know yet."

Jing Shuang pinched a cold sweat for monsoon. "Don't worry, boss. I'll find a strict teacher. If I don't improve Monsoon's singing in these two months, I'll buy a station ticket to Xinjiang!"

Thin tilt chuckled, "HMM."

At noon, Bo Qing had dinner with three.

The shooting continued in the afternoon until more than 10 p.m.

Bo Qing left with the three.

On the way, Bo Qing announced the bad news, "monsoon, the king of songs has made an offer to you, do you know?"

Before monsoon spoke, Du Ruo smiled, "can't the producer think about it? Will he destroy the reputation of the program himself?"

Monsoon squinted at Du Ruo, with an expression of "you are jealous of me." what do you know? They invited me to participate in the program, and they didn't care about my singing at all. "

Du Ruo nodded, "you still have a little self-knowledge."

When it comes to singing, the monsoon is really nothing.

"What they like is your popularity."

"Wrong!" monsoon handsome shook the bangs in front of his forehead, pretending to look deep, "it's beauty."

Du Ruo: "

Thin tilt: "..."

The monsoon cocked his legs, "but sister president, why did you come to me today?"

Thin tilt nodded.

Monsoon felt very strange, "it's not a big deal. You came to me yourself. Haven't you seen me for several days and missed me?"

Thin tilt: "..."

If only there were a cheeky contest when, she wouldn't have to worry so much.

"I pushed all the announcements behind you," Bo Qing said positively.

Monsoon paused. "For the king of songs? You don't have to push all the announcements. It's not recorded every day."

"You don't have to record every day, and there are still two months, so..." Bo Qing lengthened the ending and swept up and down the monsoon.

Monsoon raised his hand and covered his heart. "Sister president, don't look at me like that. I'm a little afraid."

Thin tilt picked his eyebrow. "Fear is normal. I'm afraid you're bold and afraid of nothing. Are you afraid of losing?"

"Lose?" monsoon wondered, "what does it mean?"

Thin leaned over and patted monsoon on the shoulder. "I like your shameless confidence. That's it."

Monsoon looked down and smiled.

The president's sister praised him again.

But

"Decide? Decide what?"

Bo leaned back and put his hands around his chest. "I'm going to train you in the next two months."