I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

The tentacles of the mental cloud are about to go crazy in the tsunami-like emotional waves, and the frenzy "excitement", "joy" and "excitement" that are so thick that they almost drip down... are all others', others', others'!

Yang Qibei's red eyes, like a hungry bull dizzy, stared at the red cloth in front of him being waved left and right in his hand, and exhausted the greatest restraint in his life to allow himself to sit safely on the VIP chair. He rushed to the stage to pick up the kid, and shouted at the audience: You come to me!

Yuan Mengfan started to speak the opening remarks. He blinked his eyes playfully, and there was a burst of crazy screams from the audience. Fans waved light sticks and light signs in the dark, like countless stars shining in the night sky.

When the singing on the stage sounded along with the fierce dance steps, the strong love of the audience was like turbulent waves crashing on the shore, rolling in, one wave has not subsided, and another wave invaded violently. He patted the trembling Yang Qibei under the seat.

"Brother Qi Bei, Qi Bei, Qi Bei! What's wrong with you?"

Yu Qinghuan worriedly held Yang Qibei's blue-veined hand, not so much that he was obsessed with Yuan Mengfan on the stage, but more like a goat mad.Haven't heard him mention this old disease?

President Yu immediately turned his head and called Ah Qi, and was about to send someone to the hospital, but Yang Qibei turned his head suddenly, his eyes sparkling, he shook his hand vigorously, and said in a low voice, "I... A little too excited."

"Are you okay? Your body is the most important thing. You can come to the concert anytime." Yu Qinghuan was still worried, and urged.

Yang Qibei turned his gaze to the passionate young man on the stage, sweating profusely, dancing and singing hard, and murmured: "It's okay, it's really okay. I'm just... wrong."

How wrong!

He originally thought that being an actor or a big star is the right path. Although it is slow, hundreds of millions of people will know your name after you become famous, and you will be loved or hated by human beings for a long time. source of supply.

He also knows that during the rising period, those little traffickers will attract a large number of fans in a short period of time, especially those who are from idol groups.But looking at the modern history of Huaguo's entertainment circle, there are endless batches of little fresh meats. Especially in recent years, the aesthetics of Huaguo audiences has gradually become neutral, and beautiful men are emerging one after another, just like this one on stage. A leader among fresh and beautiful men.

But although the vast majority of them shine like shooting stars, they are also fleeting like shooting stars. After a year or two, a new crop of fresh meat will come to power, and the old ones who are no longer fresh will be patted down on the beach. However, there are very few who are able to struggle and succeed in transition. Even if they can switch to TV and movies, or make a solo debut, the stars are much dimmed, and they are no longer the same as before.

But I didn't expect that a singer, especially a singer who made his debut in an idol group and wins by his looks, would have such a stormy scene when he held a concert, and it was face-to-face and directly submerged feeding!

This is the winner in life, this is the right way to start a gourmet journey, any good actor, any big star, in this human world that looks at faces, they are all crooked!

Gaining a large or small reputation through film and television works, and then gaining the attention of audiences and netizens, and then distributing their targeted emotions in the online world, absorbing the pitiful emotional energy of [-]% off, it is considered to be a world-class website. A big star with hundreds of millions of fans, how many emotions can he have?What's more, it depends on the distance between the fans and himself. It's like "Running All the Way" was released on the other side of the ocean. Although the box office and response are also very good, but the distance is too far, the emotion he can get is not as good as that of the Chinese audience one-fifth of the contribution.

Can the billions of fans of a big star line up to provide him with emotions one by one?I have never heard of a star who does not act every day and holds fan meetings all day long. Even if there are [-] or [-] shows, can there be an emotional tsunami of idol singers gathering tens of thousands of people at a time? !

Yang Qibei kept his eyes on the performance on stage, trying to find out the secret of Yuan Mengfan's ability to attract tens of thousands of fans.

A faint sourness floated over quietly with fluctuations in mental power, and Yang Et absent-mindedly wrapped it around quickly with his tentacles, huh?Just the right salty taste, mixed with sour aroma, a little bit astringent... He was slightly taken aback, and turned to look at Yu Cuihua who had a bowl of appetizing sauerkraut.

Yu Qinghuan looked at him intently, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Qibei, do you like Yuan Mengfan...'s performance very much?"

In the darkness, his eyes seemed a little dim, like a cat squatting in a corner without making a sound, but eager to be plucked.

Subconsciously, Yang Qibei stretched out his hand and touched Yu Qinghuan's hair lightly. It was very soft but not sticky. It was soft and lingeringly entwined between his fingers.A bit like his temper, gentle but flexible.

"It's okay, I just think that being an idol singer is really very... attractive, and can make countless audiences fall for him and go crazy for him."

Yang Qibei found countless stars from his memory, and compared with the level of Yuan Mengfan on the stage, in fact, the singing and dancing on the stage were only slightly better than the average level, so the most important thing... Still look at the face!

"Hey! Mr. Yang, you don't want to say that you want to change your ideal and become a great singer?" Yu Qinghuan looked at his piercing eyes and smiled, "I didn't hit you, I wanted to do it Like Yuan Mengfan, he must either have an extraordinary appearance, or have a talent that is difficult for ordinary people, coupled with capital and fortune, to create such a shining star. Moreover, he must be young enough, 'be famous as soon as possible'. "

"Talent... Does it count if you can eat?" Yang Qibei asked smoothly.

Yu Qinghuan pressed the corner of her twitching mouth with her palm, and asked with a suppressed smile, "Well, do you need me to say 'hehe' politely?"

Yang Qibei glanced at him, no longer distracted, and carefully wrote down Teacher Yuan's every move, every frown and smile in his heart, how to be seductive but still show sexy in style, how to be ruthless and rebellious and occasionally make people's heartbeat Be cute.

Looking around, there are countless girls who are crazy, excited and unable to hold themselves. Males only account for a relatively small part, and among the females, just adults or even minors account for the vast majority, and the rest are young white-collar women who seem to have left the society. , they are all equally fanatical.

Quite precise and sharp market positioning, that is to say, delineating a relatively fixed food source can get more and continuous emotional feedback.

"Brother Qibei, I think everyone has their own path that suits them best. What he can do may not be suitable for you."

Seeing Dayangshu's rare serious and persistent appearance, Yu Qinghuan completely believed what he said, and began to worry about how to dispel his sudden enthusiasm for being a "singer".

"Your acting skills have amazed even Lao Qiu, and the praise of "Running All the Way" also proves that the audience affirms you. Why don't you continue on this path that is more suitable for you?"

Yu Qinghuan stretched out her hand to hold Dayang's hand lightly, looked at his serious and resolute side face, and said in a low voice: "Actually, when we first met, I heard you proposed the terms of the transaction to become a world-class star. , I was really surprised, I never thought that a 'loser' like you who fell from the peak would use such a strange way to make a comeback.

I once guessed that maybe you were trying to fight something in this way, or to embarrass someone.But your devotion to acting, and the way you shine in the studio, let me know that I was wrong.

That is your true ideal, your dream.

Qibei, you have the support of me and Beihuang, as long as you can go on firmly, make classic films, and play memorable characters, we will surely witness the moment when the world falls in love with you.Although idol singers are brilliant for a while, in fact, after a few years, when their appearance is no longer, how many people can still remember them that once shined? "

Yang Qibei watched the performance on stage silently, then suddenly turned his head and said, "That is not my ideal, but my destiny."

President Yu didn't speak any more, and held Dayangshu's hand tightly.

In fact, what Yu Qinghuan said was quite correct, every point was euphemistic and hit the nail on the head. How could a middle-aged uncle who can only play the villain take the thorny and glorious path of an idol singer?

Yang Qibei very much agrees with Yu Qinghuan's views on ordinary people, but he is not an ordinary human being, "face" and "young" are just a matter of how much he can consume his emotions.

There are only two things he needs to worry about, one is the "safety" of the big change; the other is the timeliness of idol singers.

So, why can't the road of acting and idol singer go hand in hand?

Suppressing her mental cloud tentacles dancing wildly like seaweed, in the turbulent waves of emotional waves, Yang et used the utmost patience and restraint to see the end of the whole concert with wide eyes. Before the end of the song and the audience left, Yu Qinghuan Take him away in a hurry.

Looking at Yang Qibei, who was drenched in sweat and with blue veins on his forehead, Yu Qinghuan was silent for a moment, before asking, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, I'm fine." Yang Qibei stroked his sweaty hair casually, seemed to relax suddenly, turned his head and smiled and said, "I just found the right direction in life. Let's go back!"

He was in high spirits, his eyes were bright, and he was eager to try, obviously in a good mood.

Yu Qinghuan opened her mouth, but did not speak again.

The car was silent all the way.

Watching Yang Qibei hurriedly walk towards her villa, Yu Qinghuan stared at the familiar figure firmly, and said in a low voice: "Ah Qi, let Mitte check..." He paused, "No, forget it. "

He needs to learn to give more trust, instead of easily using countless hidden information in the network to find their flaws and kill them with one blow like he did with his previous business opponents.

That's someone he likes, not an adversary.

Ah Qi looked at the villa in the dark night, and slowly frowned.

Yang Qibei, who was walking in a hurry, didn't even have time to take into account Boss Yu's depressed mood. He couldn't wait to verify the idea he had just formed.

The first thing he did when he returned to the lair was to let the butler lead the service staff to clear the venue for a holiday. Then, he locked himself in the fitting room on the second floor, locked the door tightly, and started the experiment.

Being able to control every part of the body with emotions, and even precisely stimulating the activity of a certain part of the cells, to make this body have a young and handsome face is just a matter of waving hands.

Thanks to the popularity of "Running All the Way", Yang Qibei has accumulated a lot of emotional energy in his mental cloud these days. He is like a stingy landlord old fortune. , but reluctant to use more.

I can't bear the fact that my child can't catch a wolf, and I can't get a fan if I can't pinch my pretty face!

Yang Qibei divided more than half of the accumulated emotional energy into the cells of his body. The body, which had never been attacked by such a large amount of energy, was suddenly washed away, and an unbearable moan overflowed instinctively.

He simply stripped off his clothes, while enduring the numbness and pain in the meridians all over his body, as if being bitten by a group of ants, while staring at his naked body in the mirror, he began to prepare to fine-tune his face and figure.

With the continuous impact of emotional energy, gray and black oily sweat gradually appeared on the surface of the body's skin, which was because the old and aging cells were being rejected by the fresh body.Greasy sweat slowly oozes out, gradually converging into drops, slowly flowing down from the tip of his forehead, from his chest and back, washing away mottled sweat stains.

Visible to the naked eye, it is like the spring breeze blowing over a dead tree, and the new green buds forcefully break through the hard dead skin, and bloom vigorously and brilliantly.

The fine wrinkles around the corners of the eyes and lips are gradually smoothed away, the haggard bags under the eyes subside, and the skin is instantly moisturized and smooth like a long-dried land sprinkled with rain.

The face of the person in the mirror is a boy of seventeen or eighteen, his eyes are bright and affectionate, like the brightest stars in the night sky; his lips are rose-like pink, slightly parted, expressing affection, and his black eyebrows are like raven wings, The straight and delicate bridge of the nose, against his soft and white skin, is like a dewdrop in the morning, beautiful and fragile, one cannot bear to touch it, and even more afraid that he will quietly disappear under the rising sun.

"Mirror, mirror—whatise?"

Looking at the perfect works in the mirror, Yang Qibei's well-trained spirit is inevitably a little complacent.

"Who is the most beautiful person in the world? Of course it is me."

It was just a fight, Yang Qibei sneered in a low voice, the God Devourers swore to the death that they would not admit defeat for the sake of food.

Such a delicate and beautiful appearance, even beyond gender, even Yuan Mengfan would be eclipsed when standing beside him, too rough.

To be honest, the foundation of the body of "Yang Qibei" is quite good, and it is impossible for emotional energy to make major repairs to the body from the skeleton structure and limbs. Some fine-tuning was done on the distribution and sequence, so although this newly born cute little fresh meat is extremely handsome, it is seven or eight points similar to the original "Yang Qibei".

With the rich associations of human beings on earth and the tireless spirit of exploring gossip, there may be some disturbances, but compared to everything that "Yan" can get, ha!That's a "ball"!Yang et, who is currently studying the Chinese sayings, used a word that accurately expresses his state of mind.

He carefully fine-tuned the slight blemishes on his face until he couldn't find anything that made him unsatisfied.

This is a face that can conquer the world.

Yang Qibei stared at the person in the mirror with satisfaction, then moved his eyes down...a small belly, hairy thighs, and fleshy arms.

Wrong, it is not enough to have a face, but also a figure.

Six-pack abs, mermaid lines, graceful limbs, and jade-smooth skin, all of which are indispensable!

He sighed and continued to work. The energy rushed towards his body like a flood. Yang Qibei gritted his teeth, and moaned again.