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Chapter Eleven Sisters and Brothers

Zhou Yuwen naturally didn't know what happened in school. As a reborn person, Zhou Yuwen's goal was very clear. He didn't want anything but to make money. What's the point of studying seriously? Even if he gets a diploma, he's still a person.

Three thousand yuan a month?

Therefore, we must make money and do everything we can to make money.

According to the address given by the contact, I found the headquarters of Starlight Media. It is a thirty-story building located in the main city. It is the leading entertainment company in the country. It has trained hundreds of artists and has relationships with various TV stations.

The people who come and go here are either fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged young girls, or innocent boys who look like young girls.

At this time, Zhao Siyu was sitting on the sofa in the reception room, expressionlessly waiting for the results of the discussion in the general manager's office. She was sitting very reservedly, wearing a loose white velvet gown, a pair of small long legs, and white shoes.

Short boots, a pair of long, fair, and voluptuous legs. Zhao Siyu is not the kind of beauty she looks like at first glance, but the kind of girl who becomes cuter the more she looks at her. She has a round face and sits there silently. What happened?

Just like the grievance.

Soon after, Zhao Siyu's agent came out.

Zhao Siyu stood up nervously.

The agent looked bad, thought for a while and finally said: "Siyu, we don't want this role anymore, I'll give you a better one."

Zhao Siyu was a little disappointed, but thinking that the manager had tried his best, what could he say? He could only smile reluctantly and said: "It's okay, Sister Xia, it just so happens that I didn't get enough rest. I'll take some rest."

After hearing Zhao Siyu's words, Wang Xia felt heartbroken. Alas, Zhao Siyu has not received any activities for three months. This is not to say that Wang Xia treats her differently, but that Zhao Siyu is indeed in an embarrassing position now. She was killed by Wang Xia a year ago.

I found that this girl was very recognizable and could be trained intensively, so I kept her with me.

It was really smooth at the beginning. Everyone was used to seeing female celebrities with oval faces, but suddenly she had a bun face and it felt so cute. Zhao Siyu's development was smooth sailing, and her number of Douyin fans reached two million.

At this time, Zhao Siyu's development has reached a bottleneck period, and he also needs an opportunity. Either he will become famous in the sky, or he will always be a third-tier artist at the bottom, relying on some commercial performances every day, and starring in some unpopular TV series and movies.

There, she plays the second and third female lead and so on.

Of course, Wang Xia still doesn't want her artist to slowly decline, and she also hopes to help Zhao Siyu take a further step. Unfortunately, the entertainment industry is like a bottomless sea.

The water on the coast is shallower, so it's okay to go in, but as you go deeper, it doesn't mean that just good looks and talent are enough.

If people want to get something, they have to pay something.

Wang Xia did not give Zhao Siyu any advice on this matter. She just followed Zhao Siyu in despair, and then encouraged Zhao Siyu by saying that it was okay, take your time, and maybe things would turn around.

"Yeah." Zhao Siyu agreed and walked out while being persuaded by Wang Xia.

When I walked to the corridor, I passed by Zhou Yuwen who had come to record songs.

What Zhou Yuwen first looked at was a pair of long legs walking towards him. The legs were wrapped in short boots, and only the white thighs were exposed. They were really beautiful.

When I looked up and saw that crestfallen face, I thought it looked familiar. I was stunned for a moment before I was sure I recognized it.

"sister?"

Zhao Siyu was thinking about something in his mind. When he heard someone calling him, he looked up curiously and saw that it was Zhou Yuwen who was a head taller than him. Zhao Siyu was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to handle something. Are you an artist in this company?" Zhou Yuwen nodded and asked.

Zhao Siyu looked at Zhou Yuwen suspiciously and said: 'What can you do if you come here?'

At this time, Wang Xia next to her remembered who Zhou Yuwen was and asked with a smile: 'How do you know each other?'

Zhao Siyu was still very polite to outsiders and said: "Sister Xia, he is my younger brother, his name is Zhou Yuwen."

Xia Zhiyun regarded Zhou Yuwen as her own child, and Zhao Siyu naturally regarded Zhou Yuwen as his younger brother. No matter what Zhou Yuwen did, but since he came here, Zhao Siyu felt obligated to let others help take care of his younger brother.

"Of course I know his name is Zhou Yuwen, Siyu," Wang Xia looked at Zhao Siyu with some confusion, and then asked after a while: "Is he really your brother?"

Before Zhao Siyu could answer, Wang Xia continued: "You don't even know what your brother is doing now?"

Zhao Siyu was confused after hearing this, and curiously raised his head to look at Zhou Yuwen again, muttering: 'He? What's wrong?'

Wang Xia was really speechless and thought to herself, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have such a talented younger brother? Now that Zhou Yuwen is so popular, it would be great for you to get some traffic.

It was almost time for the staff member with Zhou Yuwen to meet over there. He couldn't help but interrupt their conversation and said: "Well, I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou, the appointment time for the recording studio is coming soon. Can you go and record first?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Zhou Yuwen said, and was about to leave with the staff. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhao Siyu again, nodded and said nothing.

Calling me sister is just out of politeness. In his previous life, Zhou Yuwen was a young man. He was always reluctant to contact Xia Zhiyun and Zhao Siyu, who were strangers at a distance. But now, if he does it again, Zhou Yuwen behaves very naturally.

.

Looking at Zhou Yuwen's leaving figure, Zhao Siyu still looked confused.

At this time, Wang Xia couldn't help but said: "Oh! Siyu, why didn't you tell me earlier that Zhou Yuwen is your brother!?"

"No, Sister Xia, I just heard that person call him, Teacher Zhou?" Zhao Siyu blinked.

"You really don't know anything!?" Wang Xia asked.

Well, Zhao Siyu really doesn’t know anything. Even if Zhou Yuwen writes a very good song, it still needs time to ferment. Zhao Siyu, a silly woman, besides practicing singing and dancing, just plays games.

There is no time to understand this.

It wasn't until Wang Xia told everything about Zhou Yuwen that Zhao Siyu was confused. Is it true? He can also write songs?

Wang Xia was a little speechless, so she simply took Zhao Siyu to the recording studio and watched Zhou Yuwen record the song.

We all work in the same company and we all know each other, so this little thing is fine.

By the time Zhao Siyu and Wang Xia arrived at the recording studio, Zhou Yuwen was already ready and had a headset inside.

The original accompaniment of the song "Ten Years" was piano, but it was changed to guitar in a hurry that day. In the past few days of preparation, Zhou Yuwen had already handed over the piano score to the media company, and with the cooperation of the staff, everything was ready.

Zhao Siyu looked at Zhou Yuwen who was auditioning over there, and curiously brought a headset to listen.

Zhou Yuwen made an 'ok' gesture inside.

"Okay, let's begin."

A soothing and melancholy piano solo was instantly fascinating, making Zhao Siyu feel inexplicably uncomfortable, and then Zhou Yuwen spoke.

Zhao Siyu wore a headset, and the voice sounded like he was singing in his own ears:

What if those two words didn't tremble?

???


Chapter completed!
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