burst! A top-level boss appeared on a variety show and was targeted by the movie king

[Upstairs, can you talk? I'm pretty. I just like Sang Si's face. Why, I'm bothering you. 】

[I’m just talking about you, what the hell, Sang Si, a waste that everyone is shouting about, should get out of the entertainment industry. Fans like you are no better, get out where they came from. 】

[Fuck, you upstairs, you are sick... Oh, it turns out you are Shen Yan's brainless fan, no wonder you have such a poisonous mouth. 】

Two netizens got into a fight in the comments section below the video.

Gradually, some Shen Yan fans came over after hearing the sound, and some were attracted to Sang Si's appearance after seeing the video.

Two groups of people joined in, and the Internet was in a frenzy. But soon, Sang Si's few fans fell into a disadvantage, and the comment area was almost overwhelming.

***

[Well, what I said is right, so what if he breaks the curse, he still won’t be able to turn the palm of my hand. 】

Shen Yan looked at the abuse of Sang Si everywhere on the Internet, and finally a few smiles appeared on his face.

"Then how did he break the curse?" Thinking of Sang Si's appearance during the day, Shen Yan felt a little uneasy.

He was afraid that everything he had finally obtained would disappear.

He absolutely cannot lose the Shen family, he can't.

[I don’t know, I didn’t find anything strange about him. ] 369 sneered, with a disdainful tone: [So what if he breaks my spell? Why are you panicking? If I can do it the first time, I can do it the second time. He can't make a big storm, but you, you The most important thing now is to win the debut position and seize the time to gain popularity for me. The stronger I am, the more stable you want. 】

"I see."

Shen Yan squeezed the phone tightly and stared at the words "Sang Si" on the screen with dark eyes...

**

"Dong dong..."

When there was a knock on the dormitory door, Sang Si had already climbed onto the upper bunk.

Wu Yi, who was on the lower bunk, opened the door. It was the voice of the assistant director, with a hint of boredom in his tone.

"Where's Sang Si, have you slept?"

Sang Si, who was covering himself with a quilt and waiting to fall asleep, stuck his head out and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Come out with me for a moment, the director will call you." Tutor Liu Ming said bluntly.

Xue Fan and the others looked at each other and pursed their lips in gloating smiles.

Sang Si put on a coat and followed Liu Ming to the director's resting room.

On the way here, Sang Si was thinking about what happened.

Is it online or offline?

He thought that a trainee seemed to have recorded a video of him and Xue Fan during the day. Could it be that someone posted the video online?

Or is there something going on over there with Shen Yan?

Liu Ming knocked on the door, and the person inside answered before he opened the door.

Sang Si followed him in, his brown eyes calmly looking at the potbellied director sitting on the recliner.

The chin is slightly pointed, the face is chubby, and the eyes are small, with a rather sinister look.

"Sang Si, right? Come on, sit here." Director Pang Minghui pointed to the short stool next to him, his eyes narrowing on Sang Si.

"No, it's so late. What happened to the director looking for me?" Sang Si suppressed the irritability in his heart and spoke in a cold voice.

[Host, this man’s eyes are so disgusting. He dares to covet you. See if I don’t deal with him. 】——Xiao Qi.

[There are many people like this in this circle, and there are also many people who follow the trend. Do you have to deal with every one of them? 】

[Do you, host, just let this person go like this? 】——Xiao Qi.

[Of course...impossible! 】He is not so kind.

Sang Si's ignorance made Pang Minghui a little unhappy, "Sang Si, do you know that what happened between you and Xue Fan today has been posted on the Internet. Now a lot of people on the Internet are accusing you and asking me to kick you out of "101" "Idol show recording, you tell me, should I kick you out of the show as suggested by netizens or let you continue competing."

Pang Minghui's eyes were meaningful. He waved his hand. Liu Ming understood and immediately exited the room.

When Sang Si saw Pang Minghui's disgusting eyes, he knew what this person was paying attention to. His delicate facial features cooled down and he said word by word: "Then what does the director think I should choose?"

what to do? His feet are a little itchy.

"How to choose?" Pang Minghui chuckled greasyly. His squinting eyes were unconcealed at this time, passing over Sang Si's beautiful face and exposed collarbone one by one, slowly going down, and finally landing on the uneven body. On the butt.

"The situation on the Internet is much more serious than you think. Of course, if you can meet my small request, director, I will naturally not turn a blind eye to your difficulties."

"What's your little request?" Sang Si said with a hint of a smile, "Sleep one night with the director?"

The young man's eyes were cold, but to Pang Minghui, they seemed to have infinite charm, and he wanted people to press him under him and conquer him.

And his straightforwardness made Pang Minghui even more happy: "Why, you don't want to sleep with me for one night? The Shen family doesn't care about you at all, and there are many people on the Internet who criticize you. If you follow me, Pang Minghui, not only will you become a Taoist I can save one for you, and I guarantee you a place in the entertainment industry."

His eyes were filled with anger, as if he had never thought that Sang Si would not agree.

【Has the recording been completed? ] Sang Si stared at Pang Minghui indifferently.

[After recording, go to the host, blow his head off, and make him covet you. This kind of person is a cancer in society and deserves to be beaten. ] Xiao Qi stared at Pang Minghui with disgust. If it hadn't been unable to show up, it would have rushed up to him and slapped him twice.

"How about it, have you thought about it?" Pang Minghui stretched out his fat hand. Seeing that Sang Si didn't hide, he was secretly proud of himself.

However, just as it was about to fall into Sang Si's grasping hand, Sang Si's slender waist moved.

"Bang!!"

There was a loud noise from inside the door.

Liu Ming, who was guarding outside, was shocked. Is it so intense? Can't you see that the director's fat figure can move so efficiently?

In the room, Pang Minghui lay sprawled on the floor, clutching his chest with a look of pain on his face.

"I'm a bitch, just wait to be banned by me..."

He pointed at Sang Si and cursed.

Sang Si kept looking at him, watching Pang Minghui think about it, but because he was too fat, he couldn't find the focus for a while, so he watched the show quietly for a while.

I kicked it and it felt much better.

"Block me? You can give it a try." He spoke in an understatement, with care written all over him.

The next second, a recording appeared out of thin air in the room, which made Pang Minghui feel bad.

[Why, you don’t want to sleep with me for one night... If you follow me, Pang Minghui, not only can I reserve a debut spot for you, I will also guarantee that you will have a place in the entertainment industry. 】

Familiar words rang in his ears, and Pang Minghui's face turned blue and white, "You bitch, you dare to record."