"That's great. What song do you want to sing? The exhibitors just shouted 'Hones No. 1 in the world'..."

"No, I will never sing this song. I won't sing one song for 100,000!"

As soon as Jia Long heard someone say "My husband is the best in the world", he shaved his head like a rattle.

"Let's do it. I saw that there were many people in this exhibition, and they were crowded around and felt very impetuous, so I sang an ancient song with a bit of a scent of the world but also a quiet artistic conception. How about calming everyone down?"

"Okay, okay."

Jia Long's proposal was quickly accepted by the organizer. In fact, they didn't know how Jia Long's singing skills were. If he belonged to the "died death in the light", he might be kicked out in the first few sentences.

In a minute, the host heard the instructions from the audience in the wireless headphones. He immediately stopped the eloquence of a solo show alone, and announced to the audience with an exciting expression.

"Next, the dreams that all the exhibitors are looking forward to will come true. Your favorite Long Ye will send you an ancient song, the name of this song is..."

"Random world!"

The music sounded inside and outside the exhibition.

Jia Long held a microphone in his hand and nodded to the host uncle who was waiting for the stage, and took his host stick.

"I hope I can sing well..."

Below the stage, the exhibition director who made the decision to temporarily add Jia Long to the performance was nervous.

After the prelude of the music, which was filled with a strong ancient style, Jia Long, who had already walked to the center of the stage, changed his expression.

The clothes she wore had not changed, but her temperament at this moment seemed to have changed a different person in an instant, becoming the style of an ancient girl who came out of the film and television works.

"After leaving, I suddenly encountered a rain..."

"Let Fengshuang slap my straw raincoat."

"I hope Long Ye can buy a good car that suits you. Such a beautiful car is really a perfect match. By the way, I can recommend a good car suitable for beautiful women to drive. Staff, please bring the information and let me introduce it to Long Ye..."

Jia Long stood gracefully on the stage. Because the host's excellent foundation was good, she was quickly brought into the role. She performed on the spot in front of so many people and gradually became less rigid.

In fact, the main task of this work is to work with the host to drive the atmosphere of the whole audience while focusing on several cars.

"Do you think this car is suitable for me? Do you take it seriously?"

When Jia Long was recommended by the host to a small red car, although she knew that this was the order of the organizer's publicity, she still couldn't help but complain.

"This model is the latest model of Usaki Futa. The whole vehicle has a simple black line and excellent comfort. It is suitable for business and long-distance driving."

The host picked up another car introduction and started talking.

After interacting for a while, she felt that it was not interesting because she was not very interested in the model recommended by the host.

So she had to smile commercially, turn her head well, pretend to be careful to listen carefully.

"Cute Longlong!"

"Xiaolong sings a song, and after singing, I'll buy a car on the spot."

"Sing my husband is the best in the world, and I will buy one if I sing."

"Singing!"

When Jia Long tried his best to cooperate with the host and carry out commercial promotion, the audience who knew Jia Long below began to scream in a bustling manner.

If you change to the barrage in the live broadcast room, the sounds that are similar to rhythmic, often so many like crucian carp crossing the river, countless, because it is just barrage, Jia Long can also ignore the past.

But in this kind of scene, it is difficult for her to hide it.

However, due to the environmental arrangements of the exhibition and the fact that these were not written on the contract, Jia Long could only deliberately pretend to be unheard, blinked at the young people who were the most fierce, and signaled them to shut up.

These guys probably had a wrong idea, and looked like they were shot by "God of Love Cupid", and they were extremely happy and laughed with an extremely obsessed man covering their chests.

But when Jia Long thought that just half an hour of publicity had passed, she could leave the stage and really go to find a "driving ride" that suits her, several senior executives from the organizers in the audience seemed to have discussed it urgently and then called Jia Long off the stage.

"What? Do you want me to sing and then discount the car I bought, or give me a song worth ten thousand yuan?"

The new requests put forward by the exhibition party made Jia Long feel a little speechless for a moment.

"That's right, Miss Jia Long, since so many exhibitors have needs, we will try our best to find ways to meet their requirements. Besides, you can really sing, so why not try it? Our preliminary arrangement is to let you sing two songs. If it really doesn't work, just sing one song."

"This is a discount... OK, okay."

Jia Long never wanted to sing, but she had never sang in front of so many real people in reality.

But thinking of the word "discount" and the "fragrant car and angry horse" she had always dreamed of, she changed her mind for a while and agreed to sing.

"That's great. What song do you want to sing? The exhibitors just shouted 'Hones No. 1 in the world'..."

"No, I will never sing this song. I won't sing one song for 100,000!"

As soon as Jia Long heard someone say "My husband is the best in the world", he shaved his head like a rattle.

"Let's do it. I saw that there were many people in this exhibition, and they were crowded around and felt very impetuous, so I sang an ancient song with a bit of a scent of the world but also a quiet artistic conception. How about calming everyone down?"

"Okay, okay."

Jia Long's proposal was quickly accepted by the organizer. In fact, they didn't know how Jia Long's singing skills were. If he belonged to the "died death in the light", he might be kicked out in the first few sentences.

In a minute, the host heard the instructions from the audience in the wireless headphones. He immediately stopped the eloquence of a solo show alone, and announced to the audience with an exciting expression.

"Next, the dreams that all the exhibitors are looking forward to will come true. Your favorite Long Ye will send you an ancient song, the name of this song is..."

"Random world!"

The music sounded inside and outside the exhibition.

Jia Long held a microphone in his hand and nodded to the host uncle who was waiting for the stage, and took his host stick.

"I hope I can sing well..."

Below the stage, the exhibition director who made the decision to temporarily add Jia Long to the performance was nervous.

After the prelude of the music, which was filled with a strong ancient style, Jia Long, who had already walked to the center of the stage, changed his expression.
Chapter completed!