After coming out of Bai Zhiruo's office, Gu Qing saw Zhang Yao fiddling with her laptop on the table in a small transparent glass conference room.

Just as he looked up, he saw Gu Qing, and Zhang Yao waved his hand to signal him to go in.

"Sister Zhang, you're so busy, you haven't gotten off work yet?" Gu Qing came in, pulled down a chair, and called with a smile.

Looking at the 9:05 sign at the bottom right corner of the computer, Zhang Yao nodded and smiled: "Fuck our business, twenty-four hours a day are all working hours."

"It's so hard, then you have to take good care of yourself. You have to rest as much as you should, so don't be too busy."

"Whether I am in good health depends on you." Zhang Yao stared at the laptop and said politely: "Give me your Weibo account and password, and I will help you operate it in the future."

Without hesitation, Gu Qing read the account password. He hadn't logged in this thing several times and didn't play it normally. Someone was happy to take care of it.

While logging in, Zhang Yao said, "Don't post on Weibo in the future. If you want to send it, you'd better ask me for instructions, otherwise it will be difficult for me to wipe your butt."

"Don't talk nonsense in public places. Do not answer any interviews that are not agreed upon by reporters. If a host asks you to evaluate what matters and who are, don't comment randomly."

"Do you have the habit of smoking and drinking? Forget it, this doesn't matter. It's best to quit. If you really can't quit, don't smoke in someone's place. In short, be careful about your words and actions."

"As far as I know, you are in school now, so you have more relationships with the teacher. You will have many opportunities to ask for leave in the future."

After a while, Zhang Yao got up and pulled down the curtain, so that the outside could not see the situation. Then she walked to the chair in front of Gu Qing and sat down.

"Now I want to know some of your personal situations. I will say it if you are convenient, but I won't force it if it is inconvenient."

Seeing Gu Qing suddenly raised his legs and swallowing his throat, Zhang Yao smiled kindly and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just some ordinary problems, such as family situations, personal situations, etc."

Seeing her professional short skirt, her long legs with black stockings, high heels and long legs a few centimeters away from her feet, and her career aspirations that she could not be ignored at all. Gu Qing nodded slightly and said hard.

"Well, Sister Zhang, just ask, I will definitely know everything."

Holding paper and pen, Zhang Yao said seriously: "Start from when you were a child, how about nine years of compulsory education studying?"

"It's very stable, and I've been lingering in the bottom ten for many years and haven't fallen."

"This is not OK. Someone asked later, and you said it's OK. Most of the time I spent studying self-study music." After writing down the grades, Zhang Yao continued: "Where is high school?"

“High school, high school is more stable.”

Okay, after hearing this, Zhang Yao knew Gu Qing’s foundation, “How many points are in the college entrance examination? What school did you apply for before?”

"Oh." The past is unbearable to look back, Gu Qing sighed: "More than 300 points, college. If the boss hadn't been able to get into the Magic City Performance Academy, you would have to see me in the hotel kitchen in the future."

Good guy, I thought he was a top student, but I didn’t expect that he was a lass student. Zhang Yao was too lazy to ask about his college grades.

"In the future, whenever you mention learning, you will pretend not to understand. Be low-key and don't reveal your feelings. How many people in your family do what their parents do?"

"Four, my parents, and a sister. My parents feed pigs. Now they are going to open a restaurant. My sister works."

After sighing heavily, Zhang Yao felt heavy, "If you have money in the future, let them stop the restaurant. My sister can make some money and let her do some small business by herself."

"If someone deliberately messes with you, you may make trouble from your parents and family, so don't talk about these things on TV. If someone asks you, you will say you are an ordinary family."

"Well, thank you Sister Zhang, I've recorded it."

Zhang Yao raised her legs and changed her legs and crossed her legs. Gu Qing followed her up.

"Now talk about your private life, have you had a few girlfriends, have you ever had any relationship?"

"I haven't had a girlfriend, it's currently original, and it's not out of the factory."

He looked at Gu Qing strangely, and Zhang Yao smiled and said, "I'm very proud of your tone. It's great. Keep it going. Remember to tell me when you talk to your girlfriend."

"The entertainment industry is under great pressure. You will probably have a lot of work in the future. It is inevitable that you will encounter depressed, annoying, and unhappy things. Pay attention to finding a way to vent and don't hold it in your heart."

"Raise your five fingers with your right hand," Gu Qing giggled, "No need. I am very cheerful and often vent my own ventilation. When I am tired, I play the guitar."

"I can see it." Taking out the phone, Zhang Yao breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Let's add a friend and leave the contact information. Next I'll give you some training."

"It mainly asks questions about some traps in public media. I usually meet seniors and different famous artists."

In the next two hours, Gu Qing and Zhang Yao communicated with each other while closing the door and getting along.

It was not until someone knocked on the door to deliver food that Gu Qing came out, looking physically and mentally exhausted, and it was no longer pleasant to eat chicken legs.

At the dining table, Gu Qing and Bai Zhiruo and Zhang Yao sat at the table. Looking at his listless appearance, Bai Zhiruo said, "What are you doing? You're going to die?"

"It's okay, it's just that there are too many things that are infused in one go, which is difficult to digest. Just rest." Bitering the chopsticks, Gu Qing ate two boxed lunches without appetite.

Bai Zhiruo looked at Zhang Yao, "Sister Zhang, he is lazy. He usually forces him too much, and he scolds him if he should."

"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely spur him."

As long as it doesn’t drip wax, just whip it… Gu Qing nodded silently, “Are we on the plane after dinner?”

"Well, prepare for it, and you'll set off later."

...

Gu Qing and Bai Zhiruo got into a car and arrived at the airport not long after. Two hours later, they arrived in southern Hunan and got off the plane and arrived at the congested crowd.

With a long spear and a short cannon, the camera almost didn't fit into Gu Qing's nostrils.

"Bai Zhiruo, why are you here for? Are you doing anything?"

"Can you take a photo? I like your songs very much."

"Hello Gu Qing, where have you been going during this period of disappearance? What are you here for this time? Are there any new songs?"

The assistant in front helped to get the way. Bai Zhiruo was wearing a toad mirror and a baseball cap, and walked straight without saying a word.

Suddenly, Gu Qing frowned, took a step forward, grabbed the man who was holding the camera to shoot, and kept backing, "There is an old man behind you, be careful."

There are so many people coming and going at the airport, and there are many elderly and children. These behaviors of shooting agents have blocked the way. Gu Qing vaguely heard someone calling these shooting agents stupid.13.

"Oh, thank you, I will pay attention. Can you take a photo together?"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Ignoring these people, Gu Qing left behind with Bai Zhiruo. All the shooting agents at the airport are professionals, responsible for taking photos of celebrities and selling videos to fans, Weibo owners, and self-media people.

It's their job to block the artists from taking photos.
Chapter completed!