Ai Yue was just a newcomer who had been broadcasting for less than two months. What did she do to deserve to be selected to do a column for her and even offered a price of one million yuan for an episode? This...The money came too easily in the entertainment industry these days. Ai Yue sighed. No wonder so many people were trying to squeeze into the circle.
The other party showed the contract to Ai Yue. Ai Yue read it carefully and found no problems with it. Her pay was indeed one million per episode. She signed the contract with a skeptical look.
Soon, it was the day of the program's recording. Ai Yue was very nervous. This was her first time doing a program.
There was still half an hour left before the recording of the next day.
From Ai Yue to the program, then to the lounge, Jiang Mo had been by Ai Yue's side and said that all of Ai Yue's matters in the program would be handled by Jiang Mo.
Ai Yue was curious whether Jiang Mo was a manager or a secretary.
Jiang Mo seemed to have noticed Ai Yue's confusion and took the initiative to speak." In the production team, I'm your manager. Outside the production team, I'm also the chairman's secretary."
"Alright, alright." Ai Yue replied, but she still couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. After all, as a newcomer, Ai Yue was flattered to be treated like this. However, Jiang Mo's actions made it seem like everything was taken for granted.
Jiang Mo seemed to notice Ai Yue's nervousness, so he said to her, "You don't have to feel uneasy. I believe in the chairman's judgment. Miss Ai must be an excellent fortune-teller. You don't have to be nervous. During the recording of the program later, you can communicate with me if you have any questions."
Ai Yue felt that Jiang Mo was an extremely reliable person. With him around, even if it was Ai Yue's first time recording, she would feel much more at ease.
She nodded and looked up to meet Jiang Mo's eyes. "Is today's guest waiting for the recording to begin in the lounge opposite?"
"That's right. The two guests are in the normal lounge, and only Miss Ai is in the VIP lounge." Jiang Mo pushed his glasses up and looked at his watch. "It's almost time. Let the atmosphere team warm up first."
As time passed, Ai Yue's heart was at its peak. In her mind, she rehearsed the lines she would say after she went on stage, the opening remarks, and what kind of interaction she would have with the guests.
She was also worried that something would happen to her first recording, even though Jiang Mo had already told her three times not to be nervous. This was just a recording. If there was a problem, she could get an editor to edit it. The video would be post-edited before it was broadcast.
It was 8:30 pm sharp.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze in an instant. Ai Yue held her breath and took her first step.
"Don't be nervous..."
She told herself.
She wore a pair of sparkling glass high heels and a mysterious purple long dress. The hem of the dress was inlaid with a circle of blue crystals. The dress was decorated with peacock blue sequins, and it reached the perfect curve of her shoulders. The crystal collarbone chain that had been matched with the Truth Calculation made Ai Yue look like a fairy that had walked out of a psychedelic forest.
At the center of the stage was a huge glass magic ball. The entire stage layout was full of mystery and matched the main body of the show very well.
Ai Yue's appearance was bound to cause an uproar. She was like a moon surrounded by stars as she stepped onto the stage.
"Hello everyone, I am the Clairvoyant of Love Magic Ball. My name is Aiyue. Welcome, everyone, to my home ground."
Then, two guests entered. The boy was a high school student who believed in astrology. He was a troubled and romantic Pisces. The girl was a white-collar worker in a company. She was a typical strong woman who managed more than a hundred people. She was a Scorpio.
At the beginning of the program, the introduction of the people on the scene was completed, followed by a Q&A session. Finally, Ai Yue would use tarot cards to divine their fortunes for the next month. Everything was going smoothly until Ai Yue caught a glimpse of the man sitting below the stage.
Shen... Shen Yangqing?
Ai Yue's expression became unnatural. Shen Yangqing's appearance shocked her greatly.
No, it was impossible.
Ai Yue turned to face the magic ball, her back to the audience and continued to do what she was supposed to do on the show, but her mind could not stop thinking. Shouldn't he be in M country? Gu Zhicheng had already gone to M country to attend his wedding. He should be busy preparing for the wedding. How could he appear in this city and even sit in the audience?
She must have seen it wrongly. That person only looked like Shen Yangqing.
Ai Yue came back to her senses, and surprise flashed in her eyes again. Did he disappear? Shen Yangqing, who was sitting in the audience earlier, had disappeared.
In a daze, she composed herself and rubbed her temples. She must have been too tired from preparing for the show.
"Next, the two guests, please walk to the front of the two tarot formations and draw the tarot cards"
The host's voice pulled Ai Yue back from her thoughts.
The program was gradually coming to an end. Ai Yue thought, Finally, it's almost over. How could she see Shen Yangqing from here? She must have been hallucinating. She should have a good rest and a good night's sleep. Otherwise, her mental state would have problems.
"Alright, thank you for your support. Our first episode of "Love Magic Ball" has ended perfectly!"
Ai Yue couldn't remember how she had returned to the lounge from the stage. Jiang Mo seemed to have noticed Ai Yue's suspicion and brought a cup of tea over. "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Ai. You must be very tired. The recording of the program is over. You can relax now."
"Alright, thank you..."
Ai Yue gulped down the tea, hoping that it would wake her up quickly.
After leaving the production team, Ai Yue stood by the roadside and was about to hail a taxi back when a black car suddenly stopped in front of her.
The car window rolled down, and a familiar face came into view.
Ai Yue was shocked. It was him. It was Shen Yangqing.
"Get in the car. I'll send you off." The car window rolled down, and under the reflection of the lights, there was a handsome face.
However, Ai Yue couldn't like this face anymore.
The surprise on her face faded and she looked at Shen Yangqing. "Aren't you getting married?"
"Yes, you're not happy that I'm getting married?"
Ai Yue was speechless from the bottom of her heart. The corners of her mouth twitched. "No."
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get in the car!" Shenyang pointed at her.
Ai Yue frowned and turned around. "No need. I can go back by myself."
Shen Yangqing said, "Are you trying to avoid suspicion because I'm getting married? Yue'er, even if we break up, we're still friends. Please don't be like this."