The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 43 The Canary of the Gold Master [5]

This hot search was so fierce that it even squeezed out the hot search where a top star's hidden marriage was exposed.

Clicking on the comment area, there was a lot of abuse, the language was unsightly, every word greeted the eighteen generations of her ancestors.

Some uninformed passers-by asked a question, and they were popularized by science with a lot of ambiguous black history that seemed to have no evidence.

As a result, more and more passers-by are quickly entering the state, and the crowd is angry, as if they are really resisting an enemy who has no conscience.

Xingming.

Looking at the ferment on the Internet, the handsome man's eyes were dark, his brows were like snow, and the chill was leaking out.

Su Xu beside him was sweating on his forehead, and his lips were pursed tighter.

The husband had just given that vase an S-level contract, and the matter had turned into this. Obviously, even if Xing Ming intervened, it would not be able to save her.

It's just a pity about the beauty of this vase, if it's not too much, if there is a gentleman holding it in the future, why worry about not being able to reach the peak height?
Su Xu sighed slowly, and said, "Sir, this Shen Lang..."

The noble and ascetic man had slender fingers crossed slightly, and his voice was magnetic and seductive.

"Maybe, it's not a bad thing."

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Shen Lang woke up and started working.

After thinking about it, I slowly wrote a fairy song, and then clicked to send it.

Then start preparing for the recording.

Although Shen Huoshui is in control, he has experienced wind and rain after all, and his efficiency is ridiculously high.

I rented a passable recording studio, and after recording, I did a fairy-like post-production by myself, and then clicked send again.

This song has nothing to do with love, it is like a fairy singing a song of redemption, pulling people who are struggling in the abyss little by little.

The original owner's voice was originally agile and melodious, and with the powerful blessing of Shen Huoshui's soul, the degree of fairy air was even more ethereal, making one's mind immediately smooth and extremely gentle.

The address she sent was the email address of Xingming Music Department, not anonymous, but with Shen Lang's name on it.

As far as she knew, director Gu of the music department was absolutely fair and upright, and would never arbitrarily reject her song because of her current notoriety.

Immediately afterwards, a phone call came in, "Is this Miss Shen?"

"Finish." Shen Lang raised his exquisite long eyebrows slightly.

"That's right, before you passed the audition for Director Zhou's play, we haven't signed a contract with you yet..."

"No need," Shen Lang raised his curly long eyelashes slightly, and his red lips curled up, "The opportunity for this drama has been given to his artist by my former manager, if you are looking for... you should also look for it." He signed the contract."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, "Give it to someone else? Who did he give it to?"

"Meng Qingtan."

The voice on the other end seemed unbelievable, but turned into great anger, "Don't he know that this character is tailor-made for you? Our director Zhou's daughter likes you, so creating a character is nothing, even Wang Meng dares to snatch it!" ?”

As far as the character itself is concerned, this character is a stunning beauty who will bring disaster to the country and the people. The vase Shen Lang can meet the standard, but if another person plays this stunning beauty, such as Meng Qingtan...

I'm afraid that when it's broadcast, the audience will slowly put out a question mark with a blank face.

The person on the other end was angry and had a headache, his forehead was buzzing, and he felt a little dissatisfied with Shen Lang.

The role you audition for yourself, you give it up to others, if you don't even fight for it, you deserve to be blacked out on the Internet!
He told this to Director Zhou, and Director Zhou waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Go and tell that guy named Wang Meng, his little artist, what is his name Meng...? I didn't like it in the audition before, so I took the opportunity." I can see it?"

(End of this chapter)