The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

"do not want!"

Tao Zirong rushed over and tried to catch his lover.

But it was too late. He threw himself onto the windowsill and saw only a glaring scarlet light downstairs.

"Xiaorou..."

Tao Zirong couldn't stand the shock and fainted on the spot.

After a long time, when he opened his eyes again and saw Mr. T accompanying him by the bed, he immediately became excited: "Where's your mother? Where's your mother!"

Mr. T looked sad: "Mom...she is gone."

Tao Zirong was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he started shouting again: "Impossible, your mother will never leave me! She is just too angry with me, so she hides and refuses to see me. I want to find her..."

"Xiao Rou, you can't hate me. For more than 20 years, I have loved you more than my own life. I have given you the best material life and the deepest love. No man in this world can love you like I do!"

As he was talking, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Why can't I sit up? Why does my lower body feel numb?"

Mr. T said, "You were so shocked that you had a stroke and became paralyzed. Dad, don't get excited and take good care of yourself."

"Don't worry, I will take care of mom's funeral. I will bury him together with my biological father. They couldn't be together in life, but I hope they can be together in death."

"No! Your mother is my wife, how can she be buried with someone else? I won't allow it..."

Tao Zirong roared loudly, but Mr. T just looked at him indifferently.

Tao Zirong suddenly understood: "You hate me? I treated you as my own child, gave you a complete and carefree childhood, trained you to be a talent, and even let you be my successor! How can you hate me?"

Mr. T said: "But I already have my own father, and I should have had a complete childhood and a happy family. You broke everything and gave it all back to me... Was it hatred or kindness that you gave me?"

"But no matter what, I will never forget the father-son relationship of more than 20 years, so I will take care of you until the end of your life. This ward is the best VIP ward in this hospital. You will live here from now on and repent your sins."

"You want to imprison me? Evil son! Evil son! Someone come, someone come!" Tao Zirong pounded the hospital bed with his fists, trying to attract outsiders' attention.

Maybe you shout for a long time but no one comes in.

Mr. T said, "It's no use. Everyone here is my people. No one will come in even if you shout your lungs out. It's getting late. Dad, you should go to bed early. I'll come visit you another day."

After saying that, Mr. T left without looking back.

There is nothing wrong with love, but too selfish possession can only end in tragedy.

……

After the problem with the basketball hall was resolved, the subsequent training of the crew's artists has been going smoothly.

Pan Mao was also very satisfied with everyone's training results, especially Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming, he liked them more and more the more he looked at them.

Sang Feiwan is young and beautiful. She has a strong background but is not arrogant at all and cooperates very well in training.

The most important thing is that she really does it when something happens! She is absolutely courageous and loyal!

Thinking about how he almost rejected the other person, Pan Mao felt regretful.

Fortunately, Sang Feiwan was magnanimous and did not take it to heart.

As for Yu Beiming... although he joined temporarily, he performed extremely well in all aspects.

He performed the Eight Direction Steps very properly and his fighting moves were crisp and smooth, just like he really knew martial arts.

There are excellent ones, and of course, not so excellent ones.

For example, Feng Wenyan.

When he was asked to practice sword-flying while hanging on a wire, he did it crookedly and looked like he was going to fall down at any moment.

When practicing swordplay, he performed like a monkey, and he even had the nerve to ask Sang Feiwan if he was handsome?

When practicing the immortal's walking posture, his back was straight and his whole body was stiff. When the instructor asked him to imitate Yu Beiming's movements, he instead brought up Yu Beiming's faults.

Finally, Pan Mao couldn't stand it anymore and talked to him:

"I think your mind is not on training and learning at all. You are always staring at Miss Sang. This is not right."

"Really? Am I that obvious?"

"Nonsense, who can't tell that you're chasing after Miss Sang? Although many crews will hype up the male and female leads, Miss Sang doesn't like hyping up the male and female leads. Besides, an actor's main focus should be on the role. If you let your personal feelings affect your performance of the role, then I can only choose to change the male lead."

Feng Wenyan got anxious when he heard this: "Director Pan, I'm the male lead you've chosen, and the contract has already been signed. You can't play this trick on me."

Pan Mao said: "There are stipulations in the contracts I signed with all actors that if they fail to meet the training standards or their personal reputations are ruined, their contracts will be terminated."

Feng Wenyan asked angrily, "Whether the training is up to standard or not is just a matter of a word from you, the director? I came out to train despite being sick a few days ago. Isn't that hard work enough? Director Pan, are you targeting me because you have your eyes on Yu Beiming and want him to be the leading actor?"

Pan Mao also got angry: "If I was targeting you on purpose, I wouldn't have said these things to you in private. Yes, judging from the training these few days, Xiao Yu is indeed more suitable to be the male lead than you. I didn't think of changing roles because I signed the contract with you first."

"Tomorrow is the last day of training, and the results will be announced then. If you continue with this attitude, your results will definitely not be good. Don't blame me for being ruthless then!"

In the end, the conversation ended unpleasantly.

Feng Wenyan returned to the basketball court and saw several male actors surrounding Yu Beiming, asking him for advice on how to use the sword.

He was even more annoyed: "Why does that guy surnamed Yu have the right to compete with me? How long has he been in the industry and how many dramas has he acted in? He doesn't even have half as many fans as me, and he dares to snatch roles from me?"

The most hateful thing is the director, who is blind and helps Yu Beiming everywhere.

And Sang Feiwan is so hateful! She doesn't want to say a word in front of me, but she chats and laughs with Yu Beiming.

They are all short-sighted guys!

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death! The male lead is mine, and Sang Feiwan is also mine, no one can take it away from me!

Suddenly, he had an idea and remembered what the director had said just now: "If the training is not up to standard or the personal reputation is ruined, the contract will be terminated. So if Yu Beiming's reputation is ruined, no matter how good he is, let alone the male lead, he won't even be able to play a supporting role!"

Thinking of this, Feng Wenyan immediately perked up, took out his cell phone, edited a few messages and sent them.

When Pan Mao came back from the toilet, he saw Yu Beiming patiently sharing sword-wielding movements with everyone, and everyone was learning very seriously.

Only Feng Wenyan was sitting alone next to him—playing with his cell phone?

It was not until the director coughed lightly that Feng Wenyan hurriedly put away his phone, picked up the sword and pretended to wave it.

The director sighed inwardly: As expected, people cannot be compared.

In a blink of an eye, it's night again.

When Pan Mao saw that it was already 9 o'clock, he immediately asked everyone to pack up and go back to the hotel to rest, for fear that something strange would happen if it was too late.

After coming out of the basketball hall, Sang Feiwan deliberately lagged behind by a few steps and walked side by side with Yu Beiming.

"Feng Wenyan is very hostile to you, you have to be careful." Sang Feiwan reminded Yu Beiming.

"I noticed." Yu Beiming didn't seem to care much.

Sang Feiwan asked him, "Do you need me to tell your fortune? Maybe I can help you avoid a bloody disaster."

Yu Beiming asked with a smile: "How much is the divination fee? It's too expensive. I can't afford it."

Sang Feiwan frowned slightly: "Why? Do I look so mercenary? I can give you this divination for free."

In the past, Sang Feiwan was only interested in profit. When he failed to coax Yu Beiming into fortune-telling, he took the opportunity of saving him to steal all the spirit stones from him.

But now, she said calmly that she wanted to give him a divination, without any trace of her original shrewdness and calculation.

Yu Beiming said: "No, he's not worth it."

It is unclear whether this "he" refers to Feng Wenyan or himself.