I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

Just a small stream of energy entered, and the disordered mental body was like a thirsty traveler who found a trace of life-saving spring when he was on the verge of death, clinging tightly to that point of pure energy, and suddenly shrank .

At the same moment, the respiratory system moistened by energy also stopped convulsing, and a gust of fresh air finally penetrated into the patient's lungs.

Ah Qi was about to go crazy, with a disheveled face, he jumped up from the ground, his veins were bursting, and he roared angrily: "Pull this madman away..."

The people around were so anxious that their faces turned green, and they rushed forward in a hurry, trying to pull away the madman Wu who claimed to be a neighbor.

"Ah Qi, please, let them stop." Yu Qinghuan finally took a breath, very lightly, but very firmly said to the strange man who was holding him: "Very effective, please, please continue. Thank you."

"Wait!" Dr. Ted watched in astonishment as the boss eased his expression, and quickly pressed the stethoscope to his chest.

Hearing the BOSS's order, Ah Qi abruptly stopped, still staring at the lunatic neighbor anxiously, for fear that he would do something wrong again, but Dr. Ted exclaimed in disbelief: "It's hard to do that!" Believe me, this, this is simply oriental witchcraft! BOSS's heart rhythm is normal, and his breathing is much smoother. I don't know, I can't understand it at all. What is the principle? Can't explain it! But BOSS, are you sure, sir, please continue? "

"I'm pretty sure."

Yu Qinghuan swallowed hard, trying to speak clearly.

He raised his weak arm, trembling, and lightly placed his pale, slender fingers covered with cold and sticky sweat on the back of the enthusiastic neighbor who suddenly appeared.The hand on his chest exuded warm magical power, dragging him up from the darkness and coldness where he was about to drown.

Yu Qinghuan gasped a few more times, looked into the gentleman's eyes seriously, and said, "Please help me."

Life is so beautiful and splendid, there is a one-in-a-million possibility, and he also hopes to cherish this world and live it well, instead of quietly disappearing with regrets.

"Of course." Yang Qibei grinned, and said very seriously: "Remember to pay enough."

"it is good."

Hearing the promise of the food source, Yang Qibei picked up the patient very happily. Looking at the postures of several people around him staring at him, he simply sat down on the ground, crossed his legs and bent his knees, and conveniently broke the patient into a face-to-face cross-legged position posture.

This is the standard posture of "passing on skills" to save people in memory. Since it is necessary to use "internal skills" to convince others, the details are very important.

"You!" Ah Qi nervously uttered the word, but saw the boss shaking his head slightly at him.

Mr. Neighbor sat upright on the ground, his palms pressed against Yu Qinghuan's half-naked chest.

The purple spiritual body like bursting veins, under the flexible comfort of Yang Qibei's delicate spiritual cloud tentacles, is lured with a little energy, and is gradually led into the "right way", and the violent mental body has a little regularity The veins gradually calmed down.

Visible to the naked eye, Yu Qinghuan's face turned from swollen and bruised to pale, from pale to a little bloody, and finally looked alive.

Dr. Ted's eyeballs were almost protruding, and he couldn't help shaking his head and muttering: "... acute onset of respiratory failure and arrhythmia caused by amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, unexpectedly, it only needs such a 'touch'? God ,incredible……"

Mitt also came over, with a surprised look, a little fanatical, and nodded desperately: "KungFu, this must be a kung fu that has been passed down from ancient secrets! Dr. Ted, it is not a simple touch, it is internal force! It is Chinese Kung Fu! Hi! Wait, he... Wow, this brave and kind knight is actually him?"

Mitt recognized the hero who appeared suddenly, his jaw almost hit his foot in shock!

Isn't this exactly what the BOSS asked him to investigate, the former president of Beihuang Group, the scum is higher than the mountain, and recently the moths have been constantly--Yang Qibei? !

Is this what the Chinese proverb says-a thread of fate leads a thousand miles together?

The BOSS traveled halfway around the world to Huaguo, and bought the company of this gentleman; he fell ill in the temporary residence, and met a mysterious hero neighbor who was eager to save lives, but it was still this gentleman.

I really don't know if it's fate or evil fate.

The "warm" energy made Yu Qinghuan gradually relax. The fresh air was continuously and steadily sent into the lungs, and then the exhaust gas was exhaled. The whole body cells seemed to be slowly revived from suffocation, and the oxygen-deficient brain cells became active again. .

He took a deep breath and recognized the middle-aged man in front of him.

It's not the same as in the profile photo, the Yang Qibei in front of him is not so arrogant, frivolous and arrogant, and he doesn't have a pair of cloudy eyes that are slightly swollen and always like to squint at others.

The eyes in front of him are extremely dark brown. When looking at people, even if they smile politely, they don't seem to have the slightest warmth. They are deep but clear, which is extremely contradictory. It seems that in the very depths of the eyes, there is the secret of the emptiness of the entire universe. .

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Yang." Panting lightly, Yu Qinghuan whispered, "I'm Yu Qinghuan, thank you for saving my life."

"Grateful" has a sweet taste, with a hint of mint, very refreshing and light.

Yang Qibei tasted the emotional wave of smacking his mouth, as if he had tasted a mint ice cream in summer, it was sweet and refreshing.

Paying more than 500 points of energy, Yang ET, who is suffering from blood loss, seems to have experienced the sincere emotions of the earthlings "foodie" at this moment, okay!Tasting such delicious emotions, and quite a lot, is really well earned.

Yang Qibei let out a smile happily, and "successful" stood up.

Dr. Ted and Ah Qi hurried forward, supported the weak but energetic boss, and gently lifted him into the wheelchair.

"Huhuhu——" a huge wind came from overhead, and the emergency helicopter arrived.

"Boss, although your condition is good now, I suggest you go to the hospital for a thorough examination."

Yu Qinghuan nodded, turned her face to show a weak smile, and said earnestly to her "benefactor", "Mr. Yang, your...'kungfu' is amazing, but I'm afraid that my weak body will still need your help. It's convenient Give me a contact number, Mr. Neighbor."

This young man looks very handsome and thin, but his straight eyebrows and bridge of nose exude some kind of toughness. This is a human being with a strong willpower, but when he smiles lightly, he is like a weak petal blowing in the wind. Trembling in the heart makes people feel pitiful.

What a...pretty strange human being.

But he has one advantage that Yang Qibei admires - gratitude.

While sucking on the abundant "gratitude" emotion that was completely inconsistent with Yu Qinghuan's calm expression, Yang ET happily reported his phone number. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Good neighborliness and friendship are the traditional virtues of Chinese people. You don't have to be polite to neighbors at all, as long as you can It is good to maintain such a generous emotional wave.

Of course, for the second half of the sentence, Yang ET, who has intensively studied the dramas of Huaguo, assiduously studied the human relations and social etiquette of Huaguo people, has fully understood that he should be bored in his stomach and cannot say it.

The simple aircraft took Zhien's good neighbor to the hospital, the repair center for human bodies. Not long after, Yang Enren's mobile phone ding-dong, and received a transfer message of 1000 million.

Although he regards money as cosmic rays, this does not prevent Mr. Yang ET's favorability with his neighbors from rising by a few percentage points.

It seems that the trade of energy for "food" can be more beneficial in the future, is it quite cost-effective!

That Mr. Yu Qinghuan went to the hospital for a full set of examinations and recuperation. Yang Qibei originally thought that Mr. "Gourmet"'s gratitude was over. At least this time, he has gained a lot from the life-saving grace. Not only did he feel delicious and eat his fill , and received a large sum of money, but the phone call he received the next day made him understand that he really underestimated "Mr. Yu's gratitude".

"The third male? The big villain boss?...Are you sure?!"

A "person" like Yang Qibei who has seen big scenes is a little surprised. He dared to give him the villain BOSS of A-level movie production. How much courage and strength did you use to convince Director Qiu and the management?

Even though Yang ET has tasted countless emotions and has the confidence of cosmic alloy in his acting skills, in the eyes of normal human beings, he is a worthless bastard.Threatening those "old friends" with those photos, he had only hoped to get a high-level admission ticket for the profession of "actor", but he didn't expect...

"Old Yang, who are you and me?! It's boring to pretend to be with me until now?" Wu Mingdong said sourly, and couldn't help but mocked, "Your skills have improved? What if we haven't seen each other for a few days? Did you hook up with Yu Qinghuan, the new president of Beihuang? I heard that President Yu appointed you to play the role, if the management and Lao Qiu hadn't signed a box office sharing agreement, do you think he would let you do it?"

The film industry in Huaguo and Hollywood in the United States have been competing against each other since the development of the film industry. In terms of film production, Huaguo is more inclined to the director-centered system, while the United States has been more inclined to the producer-centered system in recent years. .Generally speaking, with the advancement of technology, the film industry is becoming more and more industrialized and streamlined, and the power of capital has more say than ever.

In China, directors are mostly paid by directors, and only a small number of famous directors who have proven their market strength can get a share, especially the box office share rather than the "profit" share that is easy to cheat.

In order to find a suitable role for Lao Yang, Bei Huang used this powerful agreement to "convince" the stubborn comeback director Qiu. As for the character of the artist, can this coexist with money?

"Yu Qinghuan?" Yang Qibei suddenly realized that it turned out that saving this "food source" was really profitable.