Six Hundred and Eighty Nine Chapters Red Cloth

Shanghai, Moonlight Gymnasium.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the bright neon is still shining.

But at the entrance of the gymnasium, people have already come out one after another.

Outside the stadium, there are several large posters.

——Hong Yujia Concert!

The fans walked and discussed the concert, all with very satisfied expressions.

After all the viewers came out, the museum began to close.

At the exit of the back door of the gymnasium, a black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle suddenly turned on its lights.

Hong Yujia, the protagonist of today's concert, hurriedly got into the car under the protection of several assistants.

"Let's drive."

After getting into the car, she happily said to the driver.

Then, the car started to set off and went to the booked hotel.

"From your expression, I can see the success of this concert, how is it? This feeling should be what you want?"

In the Mercedes-Benz business car, there was a man lying on the back seat, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, raising it high, letting the wine drip into his mouth in a silk thread.

The sexy and touching Hong Yujia pursed her lips into a smile, and then quickly pulled a curtain behind the driver's seat. Then, like a maid, she knelt down in front of the man in a gentle way, and said happily in a small voice: " Thank you, this is exactly what I dreamed of."

Hong Yujia, 26 years old.

She looks sweet and has an enchanting figure.

Before the age of 22, she was an Internet celebrity anchor.

With her sweet looks, enchanting figure, and low-cut short skirts, she was quite popular on a certain platform.

Later, she took advantage of the situation and released a few songs, as if she had become a sister of a certain platform.

But people are not satisfied, and so is she.

She is not satisfied with the prosperity on the Internet platform,

So, at the age of 23, he fell in love with a godfather.

With the support of his godfather, he participated in some variety shows as an Internet celebrity, and gained a wave of fame.

Later, I successfully signed a contract with a certain company as I wished.

Seeing that everything is going well, she also began to transform from the sexy route to the girl route.

But such a transformation quickly caused her popularity to plummet.

In fact, to put it bluntly, when she was a webcaster in the past, her selling point was low-cut short skirts, showing off occasionally, using her body to seduce those lonely homeboys.

How many people really want to hear her sing?

If you really want to listen to songs, among those professional singers, which one can't sing better than her?

Without the sound card modification, her singing skills are not much better than ordinary people.

If you want to become a singer if you overestimate your abilities, it doesn't matter if your singing skills are not good, at least you have to have a few works that are good.

Her original contract period was 5 years.

The company signed her for her godfather's sake. Originally, he planned to terminate the contract after the contract arrived.

Unexpectedly, since the first half of this year, Hong Yujia released three songs in a row, and they suddenly became popular on the major online charts.

Especially in recent months, her popularity has increased dramatically, and she has jumped from a ninth-tier singer to a second- and third-tier singer.

And for tonight's concert, the company took advantage of the situation and specially chose the Moonlight Stadium, which can accommodate 40,000 people. It also wanted to see how much her fans bonded and how appealing she was.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the news was released, the tickets for the concert were sold out within a day.

This is comparable to first-line singers.

"I have good news for you. The company has decided to give me another seven concerts and tour the country." Hong Yujia smiled all over her face, with her hands on her lap, looking obedient.

"Then how do you thank me?" The man continued to drip the wine, drinking carefully.

"I haven't removed my makeup yet." Hong Yujia said shyly with her head down.

"Why do you need to remove makeup?" The man stretched out a hand and rubbed her fiery red lips.

Hong Yujia pursed her lips and smiled, gave him a resentful look, then looked back at the curtain, bit her lip, and finally fell on the man's lap...

After that, she snuggled up with the man and went back to the hotel together.

In the hotel, also live in the same room.

After something indescribable (80,000 words omitted), the man lay on the bed and smoked, while she was wrapped in a bathrobe, combed her hair, and then respectfully placed a thing covered with a red cloth from the suitcase. Put it on the table.

Then, he took out three sticks of sandalwood from the suitcase, lit them, kowtowed three times, and inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner.

After the worship, she stood up excitedly and said to the man: "If I continue to worship it, will I be even more popular in the future?"

"Aren't you satisfied now?" The man glanced at her and blew a smoke ring.

"I want to be more popular, and I want to get rid of the label of Internet celebrity anchor. Although I am doing well now, there is still a gap with those big-name singers. Not to mention anything else, the money we get is very different Yes. I... I want to be like them."

She said with some embarrassment.

The man chuckled: "There's nothing wrong with wanting to climb up, but you have to be content to be a human being. It's too high-minded, and it's easy to lose sight of the path under your feet. As long as you continue to worship, you will be popular. As for how popular you can be?" To a certain extent, it is all your personal creation."

"Well, I will work hard." The woman clenched her fists and cheered herself up.

"Hey, you forgot something." The man suddenly reminded her.

"What?" The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that she took out a silver needle from the suitcase, then gritted her teeth, pricked her finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped on the red cloth. Covered things.

"One drop of blood every seven days, this is something you can't forget. If you forget, then don't blame me for not reminding you, and you will be at your own risk." The man said lightly.

"I see." The woman put her finger in her mouth after squeezing the blood.

Strange to say, the drop of blood she dripped disappeared as soon as it fell on the red cloth. It's like being completely absorbed.

For the thing under the red cloth, the woman is both somewhat afraid and fond of it.

What I fear is its weirdness, but what I love is its magic.

Before enshrining this thing, if she wanted to increase her popularity, she could only use low-cut short skirts or black and white stockings to attract the audience's attention.

But after enshrining this thing, not only her luck improved, but her appearance also became better.

For this reason, some people thought she had undergone plastic surgery, but in fact she hadn't.

In addition, her voice is even more beautiful.

In the past, her voice was unrecognizable, without sound card modification, and the live version of her singing was simply unappreciable.

But now, her timbre has a uniqueness, even if she sings a cappella, she can still have a pleasant feeling.

At the same time, some of the high notes that she couldn't sing before can now be mastered with ease.

All of this is also dependent on this thing covered by this red cloth.

"Besides, I'll tell you straight. The Hu Niangniang you enshrine is in your circle, and there are other people also enshrining it. The rules in this industry are not to harm each other. You compete with other people for fame. It doesn't matter, but if you meet someone who also enshrines the fox fairy, it's best to give in. Otherwise, there will be backlash, and don't blame me. I have told you what I should say."

The man stubbed out his cigarette and said lazily.