national idol

Chapter 117 Zheng Wei
Some words, it has no strength, but it is extremely sonorous, like a waking sting, and everything is in a commotion and full of vitality.

After returning home for a long time, Zhang Xuan still had Ding Ning's plain but thought-provoking few words hovering in Zhang Xuan's mind.

This thought lasted for two days. On Friday afternoon, Zhang Xuan, who had made up his mind after some anxiety, called Ding Ning.

Ding Ning, who was struggling to prepare for the evening ldc exhibition game, freed his right hand, took the mobile phone not far away, glanced casually, saw that it was Zhang Xuan's call, and pressed to answer.

"Boss~"

Before putting the mobile phone to his ear, Ding Ning heard a grinning sound, like a red-sleeved trick all over the building.

In this regard, Ding Ning didn't feel any surprise, but felt that there was a heavy burden on his body.

With a calm mood, he picked up his mobile phone and walked to the window. Ding Ning and Zhang Xuan had a long conversation.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan started to deal with the matter of terminating the contract with Maisui, while Ding Ning continued to return to LDC to fight head-on after a while of contemplation.

Because of hanging up, the teammates inside called him a dog. He has been used to being scolded in the past two days, and Ding Ning just laughed it off.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, after a hasty dinner, Ding Ning sat in the car driven by Ma Chu, the manager who had just taken office, and went to Shenshi Workers' Gymnasium where the fifth anniversary celebration of LDC was held.

Ma Chuting is young, only 27 years old. He studied social work at university. After graduation, he strayed into the entertainment industry and became an agent.

He used to work in a small company called Vanilla Entertainment in Shen City, and he often watched Ding Ning's live broadcast on weekdays. After seeing the recruitment information posted by Ding Ning, he contacted Yang Du immediately, and finally stood out from the crowd of applicants.

Ma Chu is a very outgoing talker, as long as he is given a chance to speak, the chatter will be as uncontrollable as a flood. From the international situation, it can be related to whether a boy peeing eggs can nourish the kidney or not.

Ding Ning's impression of him was that he resembled Wen Zhang's lowly character in "33 Days of Broken Relationship", and he was so naughty.

However, he likes to listen to Ma Chu's chatter, because he can always hear some amusing things, and he can always gain some useful information, which is helpful for understanding the world.

When we arrived at the gymnasium, someone specially assigned to lead us to the backstage lounge. The old practice is to put on makeup first.

After putting on makeup, Ding Ning just got up and wanted to try the machine. Ding Ning only heard a burst of noise from outside the lounge, and there were many high-decibel screams. He estimated that it was either Sun Zhicheng or Zheng Wei.

Walking out of the lounge, Ding Ning looked curiously at the VIP aisle. It was Zheng Wei who had just entered the VIP aisle.

There are many crazy fans behind him, trying to break through the line of defense formed by a group of tall and burly bodyguards and rush into the VIP passage. The posture is like seeing human zombies in The Walking Dead.

In comparison, his momentum when he entered the VIP passageway was weak. No one was that crazy at all. At most, he shook hands and asked for an autograph before saying goodbye to him.

This is the gap, Ding Ning is inevitably a little envious.

Standing at the intersection between the VIP passage and the lounge, Ding Ning thought he could meet Zheng Wei face to face, but Zheng Wei walked away sullenly, ignoring him.

Feeling so disappointed, Ding Ning just turned around, but saw Zheng Wei actually stopped in front of him.

The four eyes met without warning, and Ding Ning's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This creative king has an unparalleled supremacy in the world's Chinese music scene.Where he stood, he was a benchmark of indomitable spirit, with a faint majestic momentum of Mount Tai standing in front of him.That aura, even with a casual smile, was so overwhelming that it paled in comparison.

Fortunately, Ding Ning was already mentally prepared to meet him, and Ding Ning quickly calmed down.

To Ding Ning's surprise, before he had time to speak, Zheng Wei did not know which tendon was cramping, but he frowned slightly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he danced a shuffling dance in front of him in self-satisfaction.

I guess I haven't practiced much. To be honest, Zheng Wei's dance is so ugly that Ding Ning can't help but think of someone: Nicholas Zhao Si in "Country Love".

No, Zhao Si is a much better dancer than him, he is at least the king of dancing in Asia.

Accidentally seeing the other side of the Heavenly King, who was so glamorous before and after, Ding Ning smiled a little crookedly, and couldn't take it back no matter what.

"How is it, not bad?"

Zheng Wei didn't have any self-knowledge, he thought he danced well, and he snapped his fingers triumphantly at Ding Ning after the dance.

Just because of his shameless entertainment spirit, Ding Ning became a fan of him: "It's amazing, the king of heaven is the king of heaven, so handsome."

"Haha." Zheng Wei smiled heartily, grabbed his shoulders, and smiled as he walked, "I know I dance very badly. I'm just learning this. I'll teach you when I have time."

"No problem." Zheng Wei is the only Heavenly King to have such an amiable style. No wonder he hasn't released an album for more than a year, and his popularity is still high. He is so popular that he has countless fans.

"Are you good at LDC? We won't be all the way later, right?"

"No, you and Sun Zhicheng are in the same position, and Cai Hong and I are on the same side."

Cai Hong is Zheng Wei's good friend, and Zheng Wei dragged him to support the field today, but he didn't seem to see Cai Hong, so Ding Ning turned around and looked around.

Knowing that Ding Ning was looking for Cai Hong, Zheng Wei said: "Cai Hong is at the back, he will come later. Please be merciful later, he is a rookie, not at all. Tell you secretly, I am pulling him The one who came to play cute and divert firepower, so as not to be sprayed as the most disheveled one, don't tell others."

"Pfft." It was a good plan, and Ding Ning was picked up by Zheng Weimeng: "No, no, I am also a vegetable chicken, the special kind, and I just got out of the bronze five fish pond today."

Unexpectedly, Ding Ning was better than him, Zheng Wei smiled: "Excellent, then you can fight Cai Hong for [-] rounds."

"Cuckoo." Zheng Wei imitated the way a hen flapped its wings, flattened his mouth, and said playfully, "Two chickens are pecking at each other, cuckoo."

"Haha." Ding Ning was really amused by Zheng Wei. Is this the heavenly king who waved his hands and shouted at the tsunami? He is simply cute.

Zheng Wei returned to his serious look in a flash: "I have heard your song, and the song "I Eat Fried Chicken in People's Square" is pretty good."

"Thank you for the compliment." Unexpectedly, even Zheng Wei had heard his songs and watched his dances. Ding Ning was really a little excited.

"I'm going to touch up my makeup." While speaking, Zheng Wei had already arrived in the waiting room, and Zheng Wei was going to touch up his makeup. Before parting, Zheng Wei patted Ding Ning on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Come on, the entertainment industry is not good, stick to it." It is victory. You have your own characteristics and will find a way."

"Thank you." Encouragement from others is always heart-warming, let alone from the king of heaven.

His heart seemed brighter all of a sudden, and he waved goodbye to Zheng Wei. For some reason, Ding Ning felt very at ease in his heart.

It was probably because he saw face to face what a real heavenly king is like, and the originally vague ideal suddenly became concrete.

(End of this chapter)