"Huh?" Director Snake thought of countless answers, but did not think of such an answer.

"I'm Su Luo's agent. Is this answer okay?" Tang Xiaoxiao showed a little nostalgic smile, with a confident and elegant expression, "Su Luo has been with me since her debut. She gave up. For all the status and popularity in China, I came to the United States to develop with me. I have to be responsible to her and have the obligation to make her the best actor, so I am here."

The frost on Sneek's face finally disappeared, but a smile of relief appeared, "Well, Miss Tang, I accept your reason."

Director Snake is a well-known cold-faced director in the Hollywood circle. If it is the kind of low-tech director who only relies on high-level hype, he has always been dismissive, that is, the kind of director who is truly capable and qualified. It may make him treat him differently. Today he can show a rare smile to Tang Xiaoxiao, which already means that he has recognized Tang Xiaoxiao's director skills and strength.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, turned her head, cast her gaze at Su Luo, smiled faintly, "Su Luo, I am very satisfied with your performance today. After the filming of this movie is completed, you can report back to Herring Entertainment. I’ve been alone outside for so long, and I should almost go back. I will arrange for you to be a female third."

"Really?" A look of expectation flashed under Su Luo's eyes.

Snake coughed slightly, and deliberately said with a straight face, "Miss Tang, borrowing other people's movies to sharpen his actors, you are not kind of doing this thing."

Tang Xiaoxiao shrugged his shoulders very innocently, and raised his eyebrows fearlessly at Snake, "Director Snake, this is the practice of all film and television industry, isn't it? It's just that I'm more direct... Every crew needs a group of dragon suits. I put my artist into a dragon suit. Isn't this a very common thing?"

Okay, Director Snake has given up. Although this oriental beauty is young, she doesn't look like a novice at all in terms of the director's skills or the rules of the industry...

After bidding farewell to Director Snake and Su Luo, Tang Xiaoxiao walked out of the set gracefully, opened the car door and sat in by herself. Inside, Fansen and Xue Xiaohan were waiting there. Seeing Tang Xiaoxiao coming back safe and sound, you were finally relieved after school, "boss , Are you back? How is that girl in Su Luo?"

"Not bad, I challenged Julia today, and I even caught her by surprise." Thinking back to Su Luo's performance on the set, Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't help showing a knowing smile, "That girl was left outside for a while. , I have grown up very quickly and have accumulated some experience... Then, if I delay the time of the two films, I can almost call her back, and we will hit the box office of literary films."

Xue Xiaohan shook his head with emotion, "Boss, there were so many actresses by your side back then, nobody expected that the one who followed you to the end was Su Luo, Zhong Tiancheng, Huo Anni, Ren Jiayuan, Lan Xia... …These were once the arrogant girls of heaven, but they ended up with the cheap ones, which turned out to be Su Luo."

Van Sen, who has been reading gracefully, raised his head and said faintly, "To be willing to be willing, to be willing to have a reward... They are not willing to bear the popularity and status they have accumulated in China, and they are destined to not get the future. This is not to blame. It is Su Luo who is clever and has a foresight to go abroad with you and repay her fortune. Don't you also give her a bright future?"

"Yes." Since that day's kiss, Tang Xiaoxiao dared not meet Van Sen's gaze anymore, but turned her head away without any promise, pretending to be curious, "Xiaohan, where are we going next? ?"

Xue Xiaohan pretended not to see anything and sat in the co-pilot position, and said quite cooperatively, "Boss, your memory is really bad. Isn't it the American Idol finals this afternoon? The three IOC girls have entered the finals. Rank among the top ten and compete for the championship."

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded pretentiously, "Oh...it turns out to be these three little girls."

Van Sen, who was reading quietly, suddenly raised his eyes again, and his emerald eyes glanced at the two guys.

Xue Xiaohan shrank his neck without any promise, and did not dare to answer any more, leaving Tang Xiaoxiao with a dry smile on his face in embarrassment.

In a building in the center of New York, North America, there is an entertainment show that the United States is paying attention to. Crazy audiences surround the front and back doors of the building. The audience who luckily got tickets to the American Idol finals are holding them with delight. I walked into the studio at the door, waiting for the players I support to come on stage... and many populist players either sang or danced on this stage, just to realize their dream of a commoner idol.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the stage for idols, this is the stage for the whole people! People use their power to choose the players they like and support, and cheer for them!

After more than ten rounds of auditions and rematches, today's finals is the final stage and opportunity for the ten groups of players selected. Champions or losers will be shown on this stage.

In the backstage, ten groups of contestants are doing intense makeup in the public dressing room. More than a dozen makeup artists are busy, and they are in a mess. The field affairs are constantly urging the backstage to be faster, and the front desk... It started, it was a live broadcast of the finals.

In other words, today these ten groups of players have to face audiences all over the United States and even the whole world, and no single mistake is allowed.

The three little girls of IOC who have been accustomed to this busy rhythm painted their makeup early, even after experiencing so many and performing so many times on TV, the three of them still feel a little nervous and nervous. You must know , I used to only perform in Asia, even if I was nervous, when I was off the stage, there were still a group of Asians with black hair and black eyes. But now this is the United States. If there is a slight mistake, it will be ashamed. North America is now, and when it is spurned by the world Chinese or domestic, their three little girls will really be ruined.

"Buddha bless, we must win!" Sun Ling muttered quietly with his eyes closed.

Jiang Qingyan rolled her eyes and said, "Sun Ling, this is the United States. What use is it for you to ask the Buddha? His elderly can't control this place. You might as well ask God, this is his territory!"

Sun Ling opened his eyes, raised his chin, and said plausibly, "Don't you know that God loves racial discrimination? What he likes is those blonde foreigners, but he won't be towards us Orientals! What's more, If you look at it, most of the people present are praying to God. How can his elderly have time to take care of us..."

Na Sheng, who had a much more cheerful temperament, was really speechless to these two guys. He rolled his eyes desperately and whispered, "According to me, you pray to God and Buddha, it is better to pray to the God of Entertainment, at least... I think his old man is relatively reliable."