Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Chapter 157 Chapter 157: Mo Baobao

Chapter 157 Chapter 157: Mo Baobao
This has never happened before for a singer to offend himself and offend the Composers Association.

As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao's scarf came out, fans who had heard "Guanghan Palace" poured in one after another.

Jiang Ci is a mudslide in the entertainment industry, with a huge number of fans.

Coupled with Yang Mi's attention, fans also directly attracted traffic.

Many netizens saw Mo Baobao's sentence "Why Xiao Ming's grandfather can live to be 100 years old."

So they all left a message below: "Miss sister, tell us why quickly?"

"expect,"

"Looking forward to +1"

This makes curious people straight up their expectations.

Baby Mo did not disappoint,

[@ Tang Nian, vice president of the Composers Association, is worried because Xiao Ming’s grandfather eats carrots]

"Haha, this is our goddess saying that this old guy Tang Nian is too nosy,"

"The dog takes the mouse."

"To tell you the truth, I've long since disliked the Composers' Association. What kind of stuff are they? Can something like Hua Chenyu's composition match the music?"

"I don't know how much the Composer Association has collected. After all, there is capital support behind Hua Chenyu."

"Could it be that I'm the only one who finds that Miss Mo Xiaoxiao has a similar personality to Jiang Ci? If there's a disagreement, I'll get angry?"

"I like this character."

"I'm just curious about who Mo Xiaoxiao is?"

Imperial Capital, China Film, the cafeteria, Mo Baobao is answering the phone.

"Hey, little cousin, why did you mess with those old things from the Composer Association?"

"Shut up, I didn't provoke others, it was others who provoked Jiang Ci, please, and even scolded me." Mo Baobao said indifferently.

"Okay, but that kid Jiang Ci is really not very good. He actually earned me more than 1000 million yesterday. I will earn this money back from him sooner or later." The other party seemed to be complaining about Jiang Ci in his tone.

"Come on, yesterday was just a trifle. He hasn't finished posting the manuscript yet. Otherwise, you'll be scolded to death by your father. Then there are prodigals like you," Mo Baobao teased the other party with a smile.

"Little cousin, you have fallen in love with this brat named Jiang Ci, right? But cousin, I think the photo Jiang Ci posted on his scarf yesterday is really nice, and he also wrote a little poem That's good. Hehe, and the song you sang is also very nice," the other party's tone was obviously ridiculing.

"Okay, shut up, I'm studying acting in China Film Group now, and I'm going to make a movie after a while!" Mo Baobao said with a smile.

"But will my aunt allow you to enter the entertainment industry?" There was obvious worry in the other party's words.

"Don't worry, I won't enter the entertainment industry. I just accompany him to make a movie." Mo Baobao's tone was very sure, expressing her determination that she would never enter the entertainment industry.

"Okay, I'm here in Chang'an now, I'll send out scarves later, and kill those members of the Composer Association!" The other party's words were obviously full of disdain and contempt for the Composer Association.

"Farewell, just do your own thing." Mo Baobao didn't want the other party to get involved, and then the two chatted with each other with a smile, and then hung up the phone.

Huaqing University,

boys dormitory,

Jiang Ci was awakened by the phone call,
Received the call in a daze, and didn't see who it was, "Hey, who are you, disturbing people's dreams, you accompany my fairy sister."

Jiang Ci's mentor, Li Kun, said a little dumbfounded: "Stinky boy, you haven't woken up yet?"

"Ah? Teacher, what's the matter? I was sleeping comfortably, but I was woken up by you." Jiang Ci regained his energy in an instant. The fairy sister in the dream is gone.

"The song "Guanghan Palace" that you released today is great. The old people from the China Theater Company called you and praised you. It made me feel proud. But, the vice president of the Composers Association But Chang Tangnian jumped out and said, the music you made is nonsense and sensational, do you need us to help you solve it?" There was a smile in Li Kun's words. The energy of their academy and China Drama is extraordinary.

Jiang Ci knew that he had received support from the Ministry of Punishment since the last time he sued Xingchen Entertainment.

Jiang Ci asked suspiciously: "Wait a minute, mentor, what is this Composers Association you are talking about?"

"You don't know?" Li Kun was very surprised.

"I really don't know! Is the Composers Association an official association?" Jiang Ci asked.

"The Composers Association is not official, but they occasionally write songs for the national team. They all feel proud that their songs can be selected by the national team. However, the national team is full of talents, and the Composers Association collects songs The probability is extremely small, and the songs from the Composers Association are really not that good." Li Kun slowly explained to Jiang Ci.

"Okay, thank you, tutor. I understand. I'll go online and check what's going on first." Jiang Ci now has a rough understanding of what the Composers Association is. To put it bluntly, it is an organization, and almost all the people in it have already More than the bad old men in their forties.

Jiang Ci hung up the phone, looked at his three roommates, and asked, "Someone scolded me online? What's going on?"

In a few words, He Yong informed Jiang Ci of the cause and the result of the incident.

Liang Hai even smiled and said: "I sent all the information about the vice president of the Composer Association who took the lead in scolding you to your Penguin, you can see for yourself."

Zhang Long said in a strange tone: "Oh, my Hua Chenyu spoke on the scarf again, giving thumbs up to the Composers Association and reposting that scarf."

He Yong looked at Jiang Ci's expressionless look and added jealously: "The Mo Xiaoxiao who sang "Guanghan Palace" must be your high school classmate Mo Baobao. Oops, you don't know that she was scolded miserably on the Internet. ”

"Oh, then this is interesting. I have no enmity with the Composers Association. These people are really looking for death." Jiang Ci had no expression on his face, but in fact, he was already filled with anger.

It’s okay to scold him, but what does this have to do with Baby Mo?

Jiang Ci came to the computer,
Shake the mouse, the computer wakes up, click on Penguin,
Many people have left messages for her on Penguin.
Many people saw the scarf Jiang Qiuyue sent, so they didn't call him.

However, Jiang Ci saw that many people were giving him scarves to care about him, and told him not to be angry, as long as someone understood and appreciated his songs.

Jiang Ci: "Classmate Mo Baobao, are you okay? Don't take to heart those negative comments about you on the Internet."

Mo asked about the return date: "Ah! Jiang Ci, are you awake? I'm fine. What can happen to me? Those people in the Composers Association are just crazy."

Jiang Ci: "Well, I was just woken up by a call from my mentor. Don't pay attention to the comments of those trolls on the Internet. I have plenty of ways to clean up these things."

Mo asked about the return date: "Yes, I know, don't worry, I won't be affected."
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(End of this chapter)

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