Wu Zong's performance was very successful. It was so successful that after one song, the audience refused to let him go.
Helpless, Wu Zong sang two more songs in a row, telling the audience that he was really too hungry and wanted to eat something before getting off the stage.
As soon as he got off the stage, Wu Zong was immediately surrounded by female fans. They wanted autographs, photos, and breakfast for Wu Zong. There were all kinds of people who blocked Wu Zong off the stage.
Facing his passionate fans, Wu Zong would grant any request while ensuring everyone's safety.
Under the trending topic on Weibo, naturally, many people became fans.
" Wow, Brother Zong is so warm. He keeps reminding everyone to be careful.'
" I'm so jealous. I want to go to Shenzhou too.'
" I'm so angry. I'm in Shenzhou, but I'm working overtime today.'
" I didn't expect Brother Zong to not only know how to write lyrics and compose music, but also sing so well!'
" Sisters, the scene is so emotional. It's really too impatient!'
" Don't say anymore, don't say anymore. I'm going to die of jealousy.'
" Brother Zong is really the best on the scene. He's practically an all-rounded celebrity!'
'Brother Zong is so handsome, awsl…'
Yang Mi sat in her office and looked at the trending searches on her phone with a complicated expression.
This Wu Zong…
How many surprises are waiting for us?
Why had she never seen him so versatile before? He was both a singer and a songwriter.
In the entire Chinese entertainment industry, there were quite a few all-rounded artists like Wu Zong who could act and sing.
However…
Those so-called 'all-rounder artistes' were vastly inferior to Wu Zong.
Wu Zong's performance was top-notch, and he had received the heartfelt approval of the famous director and actor.
His lyricist and composer skills had also been proven by the market. He had sold a million songs in twelve hours. No one would be able to deny that this was a good song.
In terms of singing, although he didn't have any special skills or high notes, his ability to mobilize the atmosphere and interact with the audience was not something that ordinary people could do.
At the very least, Wu Zong had reached the standard of a professional singer when it came to live performance.
This person was simply a monster.
He really didn't know what was wrong with the former boss three years ago to hide such a big treasure.
Not long after, Wu Zong was picked up by the car that Yang Mi had sent out.
Her own artiste was surrounded by fans. As the boss, she naturally had to send someone to save the situation.
Knock, knock, knock--
Someone knocked on the matte glass door again.
"It's not locked."
The glass door was pushed open, and Wu Zong walked in with a pancake in one hand and his arms in the other.
"The people from the company came too timely. If they were half a minute late, I might have been eaten by the fans.”
Wu Zong walked in with a smile.
Then, he reached out and took out another pancake from his pocket.
"Eat, it's still hot."
Yang Mi was originally a little dissatisfied with Wu Zong's act of performing without prior notice because it was very detrimental to his safety.
Originally, Yang Mi wanted to say something to Wu Zong, but when she saw the steaming hot pancakes on the table, her heart softened.
"Do you know that this is very dangerous?"
Yang Mi glared at Wu Zong and picked up the pancake on the table.
"Can you guarantee that there aren't any extreme fans among your fans? If there's an extreme fan who comes out and does something dangerous to you, you won't be able to escape with so many people surrounding you.”
Wu Zong didn't retort and just listened to Yang Mi's worrisome scolding.
"You're worried about me."
Wu Zong raised his eyebrows, his expression frivolous.
Yang Mi's small face turned slightly red and she pretended to be angry.
"I'm serious with you. Don't be so unreliable!”
"I know, I know what to do."
Wu Zong knew that Yang Mi was really worried about him. He patted the back of her hand comfortingly, indicating that she did not have to worry.
"No, I'm too worried about you. I have to give you a manager. Oh, right, and a bodyguard.”
"I don't think so,"
Wu Zong really didn't like having a manager supervising him, so he waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, no one wants it."
"You…"
Yang Mi was speechless. She frowned and looked at Wu Zong.
"You're no longer the little actress you used to be. How many trending searches have you been on? Don't you know what kind of performance you performed just now?”
Wu Zong took a bite of the pancake.
In fact, Yang Mi was right.
After thinking about it, Wu Zong did not want Yang Mi to worry about him all day long. He rolled his eyes and said,
"I want a manager, but I don't want a bodyguard, okay?”
Seeing that Wu Zong was finally willing to take a step back, Yang Mi naturally nodded.
"Alright, as you wish."
"However…"
Wu Zong raised his head and extended two fingers.
"Manager, I have two requests."
Yang Mi opened her mouth, wanting to rebuke Wu Zong for pushing his luck. However, when she remembered that Wu Zong had finally agreed to get a manager, she held it in for two seconds and finally nodded.
"Tell me."
"First, I'll find a manager myself. I have to find someone who gets along with me. Otherwise, I'll be aggrieved if I get to know her every day.”
This request was reasonable, so Yang Mi nodded and agreed.
"Alright, but you can't use the excuse of finding a manager to delay time.”
"Don't worry, I definitely want a manager.”
"What about the second point?"
"As for the second point…"
Halfway through his sentence, Wu Zong paused. He scanned Yang Mi, who was sitting opposite him, and then looked around. After making sure that there was no one nearby, he bent down and put his face close to Yang Mi.
"Let's settle the bet first?"
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