Technology is Chen Yao’s career. As for entertainment, I never thought of doing it as a career. It is just a kind of life.

After she left, Chen Yao turned on the computer and checked the current data of the company's major software, which was still rising sharply.

New applications are also on the road to development and will take time to launch.

There is still time, so I'll go and see what the heck is going on tomorrow?

...

After breakfast the next day, Chen Yao had just walked onto the street and a white BMW stopped in front of him. The driver was a little girl wearing sunglasses.

According to her self-introduction, she is Wang Linglong's assistant.

Chen Yao opened the car door and sat in, and the little girl started the car.

Putting on the seat belt, Chen Yao asked, "Where to go?"

“TV station.”

What? TV station?

Chen Yao wanted to get out of the car: "What are you doing there?"

"It's good for you." The little girl stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

Huaxing TV.

The car drove into the underground parking lot of the TV building, and then the little girl took Chen Yao to the elevator upstairs.

Since he was here, it would be fine to see. Chen Yao followed with his hands in his pockets.

Passing through the TV station's studio, it was very lively inside, and small contestants were practicing singing with microphones.

On the wall, a banner hangs—

Dreams take off, and the new Songwriting Contest is about to begin!

Needless to ask, those young players are all people who dream of stardom and want to show their strength in the competition and reach the peak of their lives.

What did Chen Yao vaguely guess? Could it be that the agent asked me to come here?

The little girl took him into the registration office, and there was a long queue inside.

The little girl had some influence on the TV station, so she took Chen Yao directly to Changlong and handed him the signature pen.

Chen Yao held the pen and looked at her: "What are you doing?"

The little girl pointed to the poster on the wall: "Register and participate in the "King of Songs" competition."

What? Participate in a singing competition?

Chen Yao threw the signature pen back to the table. "No interest!"

His movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"He seems to be very disgusted with participating, why should he come over?"

"It's really strange. I'm still ahead of us. If you don't want to participate, don't come."

"If you don't participate, don't participate. Who do you think you are? Who cares about you?"

The long queue of prospective players whispered.

The little girl frowned: "It's Miss Wang Linglong's meaning, she said you must participate."

Everyone's eyes were dull and they began to talk again.

"What's the origin? Why did the gold medal agent invite him to participate?"

"Can you be an outdated artist under the agent?"

"It shouldn't be, it's just a newcomer."

"Newbie, why do the agent value him so much?"

She asked me to participate and I would like to participate. When did I agree to join the entertainment industry? Chen Yao turned around and left with his hands in his jeans pockets.

At this moment, a woman in a black and white professional suit walked in. She was Wang Linglong, a person who called the wind and rain in the entertainment industry.

If you want to be a star, you will try your best to please her and flatter her.

But Chen Yao is an alien. Wang Da’s agent took the initiative to invite him, but he could refuse without mercy.

Wang Linglong said calmly: "This is a great opportunity, I hope you don't miss it."

Chen Yao had no worries: "If you participate, you will still be eliminated, why waste your time?"

With a strong but not motivated attitude, Wang Linglong had no choice but to bite a piece of meat on his neck.

She took a deep breath: "As long as you participate, I'm sure the champion of this King of Singers Competition will be without any suspense!"

"Yes, the championship is no suspense!"

Everyone was stunned, and the contestants who were queuing up to sign up were heartbroken!

Doesn’t this mean that he will definitely be the champion if he participates, and other contestants will be the foil.

Gold Medal agent, have you ever considered the feelings of others?

Is he that strong?

Chen Yao shrugged and said calmly: "Really, I really didn't want to be a superstar."

After saying that, he walked out and his long figure turned around the corner...

Everyone's eyes stared at him disappearing.

People break their heads and try their best to enter the entertainment industry to be a star, but he can refuse easily?

Others want to kneel down and call grandma and ask the gold medal agent to bring them into the entertainment industry. Now the agent has invited him in turn, and he can ignore the opportunity he has always dreamed of.

...

Back of the stage.

"Has he signed up?" A woman in gorgeous costume looked at Wang Linglong.

Wang Linglong shook her head helplessly: "No."

Facing Chen Yao, all Wang Linglong's arrogance and confidence will be gone.

"Why?" Qin Yunzi really didn't understand.

Wang Linglong snorted: "Maybe his life ideal is to sell milk tea."

It was a milk tea shop again, and Qin Yunzi wanted to smash his shop.

If the business is done well, it’s fine. What’s the future of just a small shop of a few square meters? What quality can life have?

"No matter what the reason is, I will never want to see him continue like this."

Everyone has dreams, but most people in the world have to give up for various reasons, work and do some small business to barely maintain their lives.

But he is obviously a talented person, why did he die? Qin Yunzi feels sorry for him, really feels sorry for him.

"Why do you care about him? Even without him, you are still you, the one walking on the Avenue of Stars."

"He is my friend, so it's very worthwhile to pull him."

Is this really the case?

Wang Linglong looked at her eyes that were about to shed tears. She cared so much about a person seemed to surpass the friendship between friends.

...

During the day, Chen Yao didn't go anywhere, stayed at home to rest, read novels, animation videos...

Time passed quickly, the sun set and night fell.

Chen Yao went out to find a restaurant to have dinner, and the phone ringed at this moment.

It was Lin Yuhan called, and as soon as she answered, her excited voice came over. "Boss, boss, good news, good news!"

"What good news?" Chen Yao yawned.

"Today our milk tea shop sales have skyrocketed! 300 cups of milk tea were sold in a day!"

What? Three hundred cups? Ten thousand cups per cup, isn’t it a turnover of 3 million?!

Chen Yao's heartbeat was accelerating: "I'll go back and take a look."

10 minutes later, walk into the Black Horse Prince Milk Tea Shop.

I checked the milk tea ingredients in the store and cleared them all.

Looking at the account, I found that I earned 3 million yuan in new money, and they were all placed by the same person.

Who is it? Who is so bold?

Chen Yao asked quickly: "Who is placing the order?"

Lin Yuhan said: "It's a woman. She drove a white Maserati and parked at the door of our store. As soon as she came in, she said she would buy all the milk tea."

"Female? What do you look like?"

Lin Yuhan recalled: "The temperament is noble and beautiful! Really, very beautiful! A beautiful girl of the Galaxy level."

"Galaxy level?"

"Well, the kind that can represent the earth in the Galaxy beauty pageant. It's really beautiful!"

When Lin Yuhan recalled, she couldn't help but exclaim.
Chapter completed!