Hu Zhengping seemed very calm. He lit a cigar and took several puffs before speaking: "Is there any problem?"

"It's a big problem!" Lan Zihan took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo. "Brother, please take a look at my Weibo. I only have 60,000 fans. Even if all 60,000 people buy tickets to watch the concert, the stadium will not be full."

Lan Zihan took a deep breath. "What's more, I have some zombie fans here, and some people who laugh at me all day long and send private messages to scold me. If there are 10,000 people buying tickets here, I will go to burn incense and worship the Bodhisattva!"

"Zihan, don't be so unconfident about yourself! Your album has sold very well. On the new song list, it is second only to Lan Lingshan's."

"What, what?" Lan Zihan interrupted Hu Zhengping, "Only second to Lan Lingshan? In other words, it's better without that woman?"

"Lan Lingshan sings very well, she has a fan base, and the company packages her so well, it's normal that her album sells better than yours."

Lan Zihan slammed the table, "Bah! That ghost of a dead woman, wherever I am, she will be there, then I, I agree to hold a concert, but I declare in advance that if you lose money, don't look for me."

Hu Zhengping was secretly happy, this little girl has a lot of soft spots, it's so easy to control, he won't let her hold a concert unless he is completely sure.

"Okay, since you agree, then hurry up and prepare for the concert during this period of time." Hu Zhengping smiled slyly.

Lan Zihuan never liked to read the news. Hu Zhengping mentioned Lan Lingshan today, so she casually flipped through a few reports. As Hu Zhengping said, Lan Lingshan was in the limelight. Since she entered the Lan family, many people sympathized with her. In addition, her songs were really good, so she quickly became famous.

In the music charts, the top three songs were all sung by Lan Lingshan, and below them were Lan Zihuan's. Lan Zihuan even listened to a few of Lan Lingshan's songs. She sang really well. Then she thought, Lieyan sings so well, as his sister, Lan Lingshan must be good.

Xiao Keke was in the bathroom, and Lan Zihuan was waiting for her outside. The two agreed to go home together.

While washing her hands, Xiao Keke suddenly heard someone talking about Lan Zihuan, so she pricked up her ears to listen.

"Do you think Mr. Chu is sick? He just released an album and has only tens of thousands of fans on Weibo, but he is holding a concert. It's a concert for 80,000 people. He is really new and has no experience." A woman said.

"Yes, it is said that the senior management has been opposed to it, and Mr. Chu got very angry, saying that he is the boss, but he doesn't even have this little power? Why do you think he is doing this? Is he spending money to make a name for himself?"

"Don't forget that Mr. Chu was engaged to Zi Han back then. Maybe he will remember the old relationship. If she wants to hold a concert, let her hold it." After saying that, the two women walked out.

Xiao Keke came out of the bathroom slowly, and Lan Zihan was already impatient waiting, "Do you pee frequently, or are you constipated? What took you so long?!"

"There are so many people here, I've been waiting for a while, let's go." Xiao Keke rolled her eyes at Lan Zihan.

During dinner, Xiao Keke kept eating with her head down, while Lan Zihan ate happily, praising Xiao Keke's cooking skills while eating.

"Xiao Han, do you love Tiance or Xiyang?" Xiao Keke asked casually.

When Lan Zihuan heard this, she almost choked to death on the rice in her mouth. It took her a long time to swallow it down. "Keke, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I just asked casually. I thought you loved Tiance at first, but then Xiyang appeared, and I thought you loved Xiyang. But a person can only love one person." Xiao Keke picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Lan Zihuan's bowl.

Lan Zihan put down her chopsticks, "Keke, I will only tell you one person about this. Xiyang has congenital heart disease. The reason why I am with him is because his brother asked me to do so, hoping that I can accompany Xiyang through his last journey."

Xiao Keke planned to let Lan Zihan go. She had a question she had always wanted to ask her, "If Tiance loves you, will you still be with him?"

Lan Zihan said "Pah", "He loves me? He slept with me more or less! The last time he used the 500,000 yuan, he used provocation to take me away, and then slept with me. I was so naive at the time that I thought, He loves me, but this morning he threw me a bank card and told me that he chose me because I was clean. "

At this point, Lan Zihan paused, "I wanted to throw the card away, but then I thought, damn, he slept with me and I didn't take a penny, that's nothing! Don't mention him to me in the future, I just want to get through this year quickly, become famous all over the country, and let you live a good life!"

Lan Zihan picked up the chopsticks again and continued to eat. She only said half of her words. She also had some little secrets in her heart, but she just didn't want to say them. Despite saying so, she still hoped that he loved her.

Xiao Keke patted Lan Zihan's head. Since she didn't want to be disturbed, she should not tell everything she knew. If she knew that he loved her but couldn't be with her, wouldn't that just add to her troubles?

Hu Zhengping truly lived up to Lan Zihan's nickname "Hu Jianmen". He really did everything he could to get what he wanted. As long as he could make money, he would never let Lan Zihan go. He brought Lan Zihan to a star-studded concert, under the pretext of letting her experience the feeling of a concert.

After arriving, Lan Zihan realized that this concert was actually just a high-end commercial performance. Every star could get a lot of remuneration, but she didn't get a penny, and she had to work hard to perform.

In the dressing room, Lan Zihan was putting on makeup. Some big-name stars hadn't arrived yet. They were all the last to perform, and Lan Zihan was about to appear before the others.

"Keke, I'm hungry. Go find me something to eat. I'm afraid I'll pass out from hypoglycemia!" Lan Zihan said exaggeratedly.

Xiao Keke rolled her eyes at her and touched Lan Zihan's belly. "Your stomach is really a bottomless pit! You'll be hungry no matter how much you eat!" Then she went out to find her something to eat.

Normally, the backstage area of ​​the concert will prepare some tea breaks for the artists. However, since only some small stars came, the organizer wanted to save money and has not yet fully prepared it.

"Excuse me, are these the only tea breaks you have now?" Xiao Keke asked the staff.

"These are the only ones for now. Others will be prepared later." The staff replied.

"Our artist is allergic to peanuts and cannot eat these nuts. Please call me when you are ready." Xiao Keke said and turned back to the dressing room.