Chapter 31

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After that, Zhang Ruojun's boss really used his personal connections to force a spot for a flying guest. The person in charge above took into account the possible benefits of traffic coming in, and agreed with a half push.

Only the chief director who was told about this was in a bad mood and patted the table in private: "What does he think we are? A garbage collection station?"

"The director said to go through the stage, what can we do?" The assistant director was also worried.

"If he has the ability to order me, if he has the ability to talk to those ancestors! Begging grandparents to invite the ancestors, he said himself!" The chief director was so angry that he didn't know what to say to the judges, none of them were nice to talk to.

The assistant director looked at him silently: Migrant workers, migrant workers, and migrant workers are subordinates.

The chief director: "...Okay, I'll say it."

The chief director told the news to several judges, and the small group of judges of their program team immediately exploded.

"What does the people up there mean? You think we're a foot-basin sea where anything dirty and smelly can be poured in? No way! Let him go play with himself!" The rocker, Mr. He, threw several 'bursting' emojis in the group

The Queen of Heaven didn't say anything, she just sent an emoji package of a noble concubine: drag it down, give me death.jpg.

Originally, their program has always been a combination of three resident guests and two flying guests. Although the requirements for flying guests are slightly lower, (flying guests) at least have to be recommended by an official guest.

A traffic that can't be used for what? Why is he? The entertainment industry is about to become a world of traffic, can you make these tomorrow's yellow flowers clean and tidy?

The director-in-chief was crying and begging in the group for a meal, and there was nothing he could do.

When everyone saw that he didn't let go, they knew that this matter was settled. To say that they have to oppose it, there is nothing they can do, they have to take care of everyone's emotions. But it's not necessary. It's not worth the gain for the people who offend the TV station for a while.

"Lao Gao, what do you think?" Uncle He asked Lao Gao, a full-time composer.

Lao Gao pondered for a moment: "Since this matter can't be stopped, why don't he think of a trick so that this person can't achieve what he wants. Doesn't he want to step on our reputation to improve his status? Then let him steal chickens without losing money. Take the rice."

"How do you say it?" The Queen of Heaven was also a little curious.

"If this artist named Zhang Ruojun comes in, he will be the youngest and most popular among the guests. In comparison, it is a fight between a child and an adult. No matter whether he wins or loses, he has nothing to lose. In this case, let's find someone who is about the same age as him and has more strength. Strong flying guests, use poison to fight poison."

Everyone felt that this method was a bit damaged, but it was upright and upright, and no one could say a bad thing.

"I think it's possible, but it's hard to find a candidate. We need to find someone who can sing and perform well enough to attract young audiences. It's not easy." Uncle He, a young rock and roll man, agreed, but this candidate is not easy to choose.

"Huh, according to these conditions, it's really hard to find."

"I have a choice, but the qualifications are not enough." Teacher Jin, who has always been quiet, appeared.

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