Boss Yang's affection for Song Baoyu was obvious.
The direct flight to Xiangtan had specially upgraded her to first class.
Through the bright window, Song Baoyu looked down at the Imperial Capital that was gradually shrinking into a ball.
The corners of his mouth gradually curled into a smile.
There was definitely an unknown past between his godmother, Yang Mi, and his father.
Just a moment ago, she realized that Yang Mi was listening to her father's boring daily life on the grassland with great interest.
He was so focused that he didn't even notice Aunt Sa knocking on the door to remind him that the plane was arriving.
Although Song Baoyu was young and innocent, she did not understand the feelings between men and women.
However, anyone could see the affection in Yang Mi's eyes.
From a woman's point of view, Song Baoyu felt that Yang Mi was really incomprehensible.
She was a popular celebrity, Boss Yang of Jiaxing Media, and one of the top women in the entertainment industry. Her pursuers could line up from the Great Prairie to the Imperial Capital.
She actually took a fancy to her sloppy father.
Perhaps this was the power of love.
Not only was beauty in the eye of the beholder, but it was also easier to make fools out of them.
However, from her daughter's point of view, Song Baoyu was proud of herself.
His father was actually liked by such an outstanding woman.
This extreme contrast gave her an inexplicable sense of superiority.
Song Baoyu's feelings for Yang Mi were extremely special.
Yang Mi's meticulous care for her made her, who had never understood motherly love since she was young, feel another kind of kinship that was different from rough fatherly love for the first time.
From alertness to closeness, a strong sense of reliance was born.
Song Baoyu actually didn't reject Yang Mi from becoming a stepmother.
She deliberately asked this question in the car to observe Yang Mi's reaction.
Although she didn't know about her father and Yang Mi's past, Yang Mi definitely still had her father in her heart.
Perhaps after this competition was over, she would have to return to the plains and find out what kind of past her old father had hidden.
Unlike the first competition, the importance that the program team of Young Singer attached to Song Baoyu was evident from the reception.
A seven-seater van was already parked near the airport. After picking her up, it was immediately sent to the best hotel in Xiangtan.
The production team had also specially arranged for a special staff to stay at the hotel to take care of her 24 hours a day.
Song Baoyu didn't know what to do with this solicitous method. She felt that it was too grand.
"Aunt Sa, if you don't have anything to do, then you're either a traitor or a thief. I'll guard the first half of the night, and you'll guard the second half! Be careful."
Xiao Sa was amused by her words.
"Baoyu, what's wrong with your brain?”
"This is a lawful society. Mango TV wouldn't dare to kidnap people.
Don't worry, it's normal."
Little Sa had followed Yang Mi everywhere and was knowledgeable, so he naturally understood the inside story.
"Do you know how high the viewership ratings for the first episode of Young Singer were?”
“2.9%！”
Xiao Sa looked at Song Baoyu, who was still confused, and continued to explain.
"The Voice, the benchmark of domestic variety shows, only has a viewership rating of 3.15%.”
"So powerful!"
"Of course it's amazing!
The average viewership rating for the first three seasons of Young Singer was only 1.5%, and the highest viewership rating was barely 2.5%.
It could be said that the first episode of this season had set a new viewership record.”
"The root of all of this lies in you…"
"I…"
"It's you! There's no need to belittle yourself. Your popularity and your perfect vocal range are all topics worth promoting for the production team.”
"Therefore, it's not too much to value you.”
"I see!"
Song Baoyu, who was lying on the sofa, rolled her eyes and secretly glanced at the snacks on the cabinet.
Without hesitation, he tore open a bag.
"Come, Aunt Sa…let's eat together."
Countless question marks floated above Xiao Sa's head.
"Just now, I thought that the production team had ill intentions towards us! Now that I hear your analysis, am I still quite important?
Then it's not too much to eat a bag of potato chips from them, right?"
There was no one else who could find an excuse for his gluttony so confidently.
However, Xiao Sa still had something to say.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
With the explosive viewership ratings for the first episode of Young Singer, Mango TV naturally had more ideas.
It was directly related to various benefits.
The most direct reason was the increase in sponsorship fees.
If the viewership ratings for the later stages of the show dropped, the impact would not just be a small number.
And the key figure in the show's explosive viewership ratings was Song Baoyu.
Xiao Sa was sure that no matter how Song Baoyu performed in this episode of Youth Singer, she would definitely be guaranteed a spot in the finals.
However, when he thought about how hard Song Baoyu had been working these past few days, he felt that he had to be careful.
Xiao Sa didn't want to spoil her mood.
It was better to let such an innocent girl experience less of the darkness of the entertainment industry.
Quietly writing…
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