After a burst of passion, the two got out of the car. Amei sorted out her crooked clothes and messy hair, then held Tong Dayong in front of the car, letting the evening breeze blow on her body, feeling extremely comfortable.

Amei glanced at the lights halfway up the mountain, "In the near future, we must live in that kind of place and buy a villa of 500 square meters, and we will live in it."

"Five hundred square meters? Too big, right?"

"The villas are all hundreds of square meters. Do you think they are ordinary commercial housing? The whole family has to queue up to go to the bathroom."

"A house like A Bing's family is good, there is no need to be so luxurious."

Amei let go of Tong Dayong's arm, "Look, I'm right, you always think that it is A Bing's house, I'm just a guest, or an outsider."

Tong Dayong quickly reached out and hugged Amei, "Don't take it to your heart, Abing is your dear sister, why are you concerned about this?"

Amei took a deep breath, then exhaled, "I don't blame you. One day, you will change your opinion of me. The house I live in now belongs to Abing's company, and the company is also Abing's.

In the future, I will give back to A Bing at ten times the value, so that everyone can change their views on me."

"Amei, do you need to be so strong? Maybe others don't look at you that much, it's just that your self-esteem is at work."

Amei turned around and put her hands on Tong Dayong's neck, "Dayong, you have to do something for a lifetime. What's the point of living like a cat and a dog?"

"It is right for people to be motivated, but don't be too radical, and don't care too much about other people's eyes, as that will make you very tired."

"Most people have their own pursuits, such as A Bing. I feel that she is also working hard in filming. I admire her very much. No wonder we are real sisters."

"A Bing is different from you. She is pursuing her dreams."

When Amei heard this, she was unhappy again, "She was a dream, isn't mine?"

Tong Dayong quickly laughed, "Yes, why not? Making the company bigger and stronger is also a dream."

"You guys are vulgar. You think we businessmen only have money in our eyes, right? In fact, we also have dreams."

Tong Dayong smiled, "Stop, are you and I in the same group? I'm also a businessman."

Amei also laughed, "Yes, I almost forgot about you. How is your company doing recently?"

"It's pretty good, production and sales are normal."

Amei looked into the distance, as if thinking about something. After a while, she said, "Maybe one day, our two companies will merge."

"It is unlikely that a merger. We are engaged in two industries that are not related to each other. How to merge?"

"I'll talk about this later."

The night is getting deeper and deeper. Because the terrain is relatively high, it feels a little cooler after standing on the top of the mountain for a long time. After all, it is early summer and it has not yet reached the hottest time of summer.

At around ten o'clock, the two drove down the mountain and went to the sea world for a while. They didn't return home to sleep until they were close to the early morning.

The next morning, Tong Dayong accompanied Amei to Luohu District to find the singer training center.

Tong Dayong couldn't understand why Amei had to be so perfect in everything she did. In his opinion, Amei's singing skills were already quite superb. As an amateur, there was no need to participate in such professional training.

After the car arrived at Taihu Road, Luohu District, the two found out about the place called Jinming Building.

This is a commercial building with a height of more than 30 floors, which basically contain some companies and commercial offices, as well as some training institutions.

The two took the elevator to the 22nd floor. After leaving the elevator, they turned left and saw a signboard of the "Jiang Hui Singer Training Center". A girl in her twenties sat at the front desk and saw Amei and Tong Dayong walking in.

, asked, "Are you here to sign up for training?"

Amei did not directly answer the front desk lady’s question and asked: “Is Teacher Jiang Hui here?”

"She's inside."

Tong Dayong and Amei tilted their heads and looked inside. The bench inside was full of people. It seemed that there were still many people participating in this kind of art training.

"Miss, I want to learn singing with Teacher Jiang. How to handle the procedures?"

"First pay a fifty yuan audition fee, go to the recording studio and sing a song for the teacher. If it's OK, leave it. If it's too bad, you can't participate in the training."

“What is the form of training?”

"One-on-one means one student and one teacher. An ordinary teacher costs one hundred yuan per class. Teacher Jiang's class is 300, and a class is 40 minutes."

"Will Teacher Jiang teach himself? What level does Teacher Jiang need to accept it?"

"She will definitely teach herself. After screening, the particularly outstanding students are taught by Teacher Jiang."

"Okay, I'll pay the audition fee first." Amei took out her wallet, took out fifty dollars and handed it to the front desk lady.

The front desk lady gave Amei a document and asked her to fill out a training information form, then asked her to sit inside and queue up.

Then, the front desk lady asked Tong Dayong: "Sir, don't you try it?"

Tong Dayong shook his head, "I came with her."

"You have such a handsome appearance, if your voice is slightly better, you can definitely enter this circle."

"Forget it, I'm afraid that singing will scare the teacher."

"Then let it go." The front desk lady smiled and signaled him to sit down on the sofa next to him.

Amei followed the group of people on the bench inside. She wore sunglasses as soon as she left the elevator, and her appearance as a female killer attracted people's attention.

But Amei had no choice because she had a twin sister who was a star, so she had to do it. Sometimes she also hated doing it, and felt that she had no self in life. She was worried about being considered Xu Bingbing wherever she went.

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Amei saw that every person called would enter a room. The room was dark and the light was very dark, which should be what people called the recording studio.

Next to the recording studio is an office. Occasionally, when someone comes out, Amei sees a few people sitting inside, always looking at the singing people in the recording studio through the glass. The accompaniment and singing are coming out from the speakers in the office.

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Among those people, the person sitting in the middle was Hong Kong singer Jiang Hui. She wore black-framed glasses and would communicate with people around her from time to time.

Some of the people who entered the recording studio came out soon, probably because they sang too badly and were not selected by the teacher. Some people had to finish the whole song before they came out. In this case, some people would come out from the office.

Come out and arrange training time and courses for him or her.

It was Amei's turn to enter the recording studio. Because the light in the recording studio was too dark, she took off her sunglasses and put them in her bag, and then handed the bag to Tong Dayong who was sitting outside.

Amei walked into the recording studio and closed the door. The space inside was not large, just about twenty square meters, and black sound-absorbing sponges were pasted on all four walls and ceilings. The recording studio and the office next door could be seen from each other because the walls were inlaid.

A large piece of glass.

Near the glass wall stands a microphone rack with a high-end recording microphone and a large headset hanging on it.

Jiang Hui saw Amei through the glass and immediately stood up with a surprised expression. It was obvious that she saw Amei looking very much like Xu Bingbing.
Chapter completed!