Chapter Twenty-Two: Unexpected Invitation

  It's not that there was no applause, but rather the audience was so stunned and captivated by their quick wit, beautiful music, and dazzling singing that they were left speechless.

  Then, Meng Er and the others bowed deeply again to thank everyone for their applause. Excited, they didn't notice a group of people disappearing from the second floor of the auditorium, nor did they see the person walking in front, who left with these words: "Feng, find a way to bring that girl called Cang Hai Meng under our flag, no matter what method you use, whatever conditions she sets."

  "Ladies and gentlemen, leaders, guests, teachers and students! We apologize for the unexpected situation that just occurred. Fortunately, the quick thinking and talent of our Broadcasting and Television News major Class 1 students turned our mistake into a stunning performance that shocked the entire audience! Once again, thank you to them for their wonderful show, and thank you to our leaders, guests, teachers and students for your tolerance. Next, let's continue to enjoy the special performance by our guest from the Sports Academy, Geng Yan and his partner, who will bring us a thrilling martial arts sword performance!"

  Just as Meng'er was about to retreat backstage, she stumbled upon hearing the name Geng Yan. Ziqi immediately supported her and asked, "Meng'er, what's wrong?"

  "What's wrong?" asked Yan'er beside her with concern.

  "Are you over-tensed?" Mei'er patted Meng'er's shoulder heavily, fortunately Zi Qi supported her, otherwise she would have been knocked down.

  "Stinky girl, is anyone willing to take you in with such a rough attitude?" Meng Er glared at Mei Er fiercely, and Mei Er looked at her with a wronged expression, feeling sour in her heart. Because Meng Er's words had just hit her weak spot, indeed no one liked her.

  Meng'er looked at Mei'er who had become dispirited and felt that she had spoken too heavily. She could only awkwardly go over to apologize: "Mei'er, I didn't mean to!"

  "Hmph!" Mei'er turned her head and ignored her. Meng'er reached out and forcibly hugged her. "Who says no one dares to want our family's Mei'er? That person must be blind!"

  "Right, you're really lacking a conscience!" Mei'er hugged back Meng'er with both hands, but still didn't let her off the hook. "However, Meng'er, how did you play the guqin so well? Just now I really have to thank your quick thinking! And when you played the piano on stage, it was like a phoenix descending from the heavens! The flavor of ancient costume was very strong!"

  "Right, I think so too! You sit there and it feels like you just walked out of a painting, even though your clothes are very modern!" Yan'er followed Mei'er in agreement and continued to say. "Meng'er, how long have you been practicing the guqin?"

  Meng'er was thinking about how to answer their questions when she felt that the rest room, which had been noisy just a moment before, had become somewhat quiet. Meng'er felt that the atmosphere around her was a bit strange. Looking again at Mei'er, who had been chirping away just a moment before, she too had become quiet. Looking around, everyone's eyes were fixed on the door, including Mei'er and the others. Meng'er turned around to look, and saw a man about 1.8 meters tall, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walking towards her from the doorway. Behind him followed two men in black suits - bodyguards? They stopped about ten centimeters away from them, and only then did Meng'er notice that under the gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of sharp eyes, thick eyebrows, a pale face, and a fitted white suit that accentuated his slender figure.

  "Excuse me, are you Cang Hai Meng from Broadcasting and Television News Class 1?" The thick voice of the man with gold-rimmed glasses rang out in the quiet rest room after he entered.

  Meng'er, having seen many handsome men before, had already recovered from the initial shock after taking in his appearance. She slightly tilted her head to look into his eyes and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

  "My surname is Yuwen, and my name is Feng." As he spoke, he extended his hand towards Meng'er.

  Meng'er thought that this person was quite polite. However, she didn't want the people next to her to hear his name, and it had already blown up.

  "Is he Yuwen Feng, the big shot broker who never shows his face?"

  "So handsome!"

  "What is he doing here?"

  Yuwen Feng, a golden broker of the Huang Group, brought out Michelle, DY, Kevin, Louis and other popular stars. Legend has it that anyone who comes from his hands will become famous. Mei'er somehow moved to Meng'er's side and whispered this information in her ear. Meng'er nodded understandingly.

  "Hello! I've long admired your name, Yuwen's agent!" Meng'er stretched out her hand and shook his, then withdrew it without a trace. "May I ask what brings you to me?"

  "Excuse me, Miss Meng, may I have a word with you?" Yuwen Feng smiled and indicated that this was not the place to discuss matters.

  "But the performance hasn't ended yet, and the results haven't come out. I still can't leave here!" Meng'er wasn't someone who cared about rankings or results, but with what just happened, she still wanted to know how the school would explain things to them.

  Yuwen Feng gave a glance to the two men in black suits on either side. The two men quickly sprang into action after catching her gaze. In an instant, everyone else in the lounge was asked to leave, leaving only the four of them from their dormitory. This scene made even the normally calm Zi Qi take a sharp breath - was this really a film shoot?

  "Hmm..." Yuwen Feng glanced at the three girls standing behind Meng'er. He knew they were her classmates and had just been respectful of her by not inviting them to join as well. However, he hesitated about whether she would be willing to let them know what was going to be discussed next.

  "They are my sisters, you say!" Meng Er's words came out, and Yu Wenfeng's smile at the corner of his mouth obviously increased. In Meng Er's eyes, that was always a fox. And the three people behind Meng Er, when they heard the two words "sisters", were actually quite moved.

  "Our boss intentionally wants you to join 'Yi Huang Entertainment', I wonder what Miss Meng's intention is?"

  Yuwen Feng's words had barely fallen when he heard a sharp intake of breath from behind him.

  "I refuse!" Meng Er said resolutely.

  "Are you sure?" The eyes hidden behind the glasses pierced into hers. "Cang Hai Meng, 18 years old. Eldest miss of Cang Hai Group, high-scoring entrance to A University's School of Journalism and Communication, majoring in Broadcasting and Television News. You have a good family background, I know that. But is that what you want? Have you ever asked your heart what it wants? Not bad, with your background, with the way you're performing now, after graduation, following your major, enter a decent unit, earn a decent salary; or enter the family business, continue being the young lady, marry a man from a good family. But don't you want to challenge yourself just once? Don't you want to give yourself a chance to see how far you can go without your family's protection? In a place that others think is a big dye vat, do you dare try to keep yourself clean for as long as possible?"

  Yuwen Feng saw the distracted gaze of Cang Hai's eyes and knew that his words had already been taken in. This was a good start, and he could handle that troublesome boss who always gave him difficult tasks to do. But would this young lady give up her comfortable life as a member of a prestigious family to enter the complicated entertainment industry? Even if she agreed, what about her family? Yuwen Feng couldn't help but feel a strong sense of doubt in his heart, it seemed that bringing her into their organization wouldn't be easy after all.

  "Think about it carefully! This is my business card. If you're interested, please give me a call directly? If you have any questions, you can also give me a call!" Yuwen Feng showed his signature smile again and handed a business card to Meng'er's hand before she could react. Then, he turned around and walked out the door.

  When the door opened, the outside noise seemed to have not woken up the dream. Challenging herself? How far can she go? Yeah, how far can she go? How long can she persist?

  "Rebirth of the Film Emperor" is a novel written by author "Xiao Xie".

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