Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

When Pan Bo opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a hospital bed.The sky outside the window was already dimly lit, and a small night light was placed on the cabinet to the left of the bed, and there was only one bed in the ward where he was lying.

It's already dawn?Did he sleep through the night after passing out?What about the game?

He raised his neck and looked down. He was no longer wearing the dark blue suit he borrowed from Cheng Rong, but a light blue striped hospital gown; what perception.

He groped all over his body and the bed with his right hand, but couldn't find the mobile phone he was carrying with him.

Pan Bo rang the calling bell on the bed, and 2 minutes later, a nurse came in holding a clip.The little nurse had a round face, and saw Pan Bo showing a sweet smile, with two dimples on her cheeks: "Pan Bo, you're awake, come and take your temperature first."

Pan Bo took the thermometer she handed over, inserted it under the armpit, and asked her, "What's wrong with me?"

"Oh! It's your fate!" The little nurse sighed, helped him adjust the speed of lowering the bottle, and untied the sleeve on his left arm. Only then did Pan Bo realize that the gauze on his arm had been changed.

"Last night, you were sent over in a faint. The emergency doctor sewed up the wound on your arm. Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise it would not just be as simple as fainting due to excessive blood loss." The little nurse suddenly Glancing outside, he approached Pan Bo with a mysterious face, and asked, "Why were you hacked? I think it's going crazy on the Internet!"

Startled by her face approaching suddenly, Pan Bo backed his head and knocked on the wall with a "boom".

"It's all right!" The little nurse didn't expect that Pan Bo would kowtow to the head, so she hurriedly tried to rub his head.

Pan Bo sat up calmly, avoiding her outstretched hand, and said with a smile, "It's okay. The temperature should be taken."

The little nurse took the thermometer handed over by Pan Bo, looked at it against the light outside, and recorded the number in the notebook, "No fever, lie down and rest."

She opened her mouth and wanted to continue the topic just now, but the calling bell on her body rang suddenly, so she had to pick up her notebook and run out quickly.

He ran to the door, turned his head to Pan Bo and said, "Remember to ring the bell when the bottle is almost finished, and don't raise your hands to prevent bleeding! I'll ask your family members to come in."

dependents?Who are his dependents?

Pan Bo was confused, but found that the little nurse opened the door, and a man he had seen before came in - Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen obviously hadn't slept all night, with a suit jacket on his arm, and the tie at the neckline was no longer meticulous, but slightly loosened.His angular face is full of fatigue, and the hair fixed by hair gel is also a little messy, but it doesn't look sloppy at all. It is a kind of decadent handsomeness.

Finally, he met someone he knew. Although he only met once, Pan Bo felt that he was very kind.Pan Bo asked him anxiously: "Mr. Wen, can you lend me your mobile phone to go online? I can't find it."

Mr. Wen walked to the bed, took out a mobile phone from his suit pocket, and handed it to Pan Bo: "For me, you left in my car yesterday."

When Pan Bo saw the mobile phone in Mr. Wen's hand, his heart tightened: Little Sun APP shouldn't randomly push some reminders, right?

He turned on the phone, and was slightly relieved that he didn't see the familiar yellow pattern on the screen.

Ignoring the opportunity to talk to Mr. Wen, Pan Bo immediately entered his name into the search engine and entered the singer competition, and found that the entertainment pages of several major portal websites had released the news that a contestant in the "Singer" competition was rushed to the hospital last night. The "Singer" post bar and Pan Bo's post bar have long been occupied by various speculations.Everyone is discussing why Pan Bo was injured, and whether it has something to do with the program group.

Among the messy news and fake news, there is good news. He successfully advanced to the quarterfinals last night.Shang Fei and Xu Yi also successfully advanced, while the Black Dog combination was eliminated.Except for his promotion, the results of the other players were exactly the same as in the previous life.

But he was hacked.

What was he thinking last night?Why not call the police when the APP reminds?Why do you have to face violent attacks alone?It also involved two irrelevant people...

Pan Bo was filled with shame, and felt that he had no face to look at the man standing by the bed: it was because of his own choice that they suffered such an innocent disaster.

"Ding dong!" The familiar bell rang again.

This APP!

Pan Bo's shame just now turned into anger towards Little Sun APP.Isn't it a cheating app?He boasted himself to the top of the sky, what kind of super brain, what kind of knowing the result of the matter in advance, and the result of cheating for a long time is that he was sent to the hospital? !

"Ding dong, ding dong!" The bell rang twice more.

Pan Bo stuffed the phone under the pillow and pressed his whole body on it.

Mr. Wen raised his brows with a puzzled look on his face: "You don't answer?"

"It's okay, the weather forecast reminded me." Pan Bo tried to calm down, and began to ask Mr. Wen about what happened after he fainted.

It turned out that Mr. Wen found the cell phone he had left behind in the car last night. He came to the backstage to look for him and found him fainted.At that time, there was chaos in the backstage, and Mr. Wen took him to the hospital.Later, the people from the TV station sent the man caught last night to the police station. Mr. Wen and Cheng Rong also took notes, but the clues were cut off here.

The person who was caught killed the others and didn’t know where they fled; the on-site monitoring was called out because of the dark light and he couldn’t see anything clearly; A picture of a man entering and exiting.

Cheng Rong and Mr. Wen also had no idea about the identities of these people, but Mr. Wen was deeply impressed by what Pan Bo said last night, "Those people are here to deal with me", so Mr. Wen, as Pan Bo's "family", Stay in the hospital and wait for him to wake up before calling the police to collect evidence.

"Mr. Wen, in fact, this matter has nothing to do with you and Cheng Rong..." Pan Bo felt very guilty. If the APP reminded him at that time, it would be very dangerous. He would never choose to involve unrelated people. came in.

Mr. Wen didn't respond to Pan Bo's words, but asked him: "Do you know who they are?"

"I don't know." Pan Bo shook his head, "I said that last night, I just had some vague guesses, but I don't have a clue who it is." The matter of APP should not be known to others, Pan Bo changed the term.

The man pondered for a while: "Then leave it to the police. It may be more dangerous for you to investigate yourself."

He stood up, put on the suit on his arm, buttoned it up, and said to Pan Bo, "I still have to go to the company for a meeting, so I'll leave first. Call me if you need anything."

"Hey! Wait!" Thinking of the hospital's expenses, Pan Bo quickly stopped him, "I don't have your phone number yet! I'll give you the money for the hospital..."

"Where's the business card?" the man asked, whether it was an illusion, Pan Bo always felt that his words were slightly displeased.

"It should be in yesterday's suit... Ah! There is also Cheng Rong's clothes to return to him, please hand them over to him after I dry-clean them." Pan Bo looked hopeless. After all this, his Assets should have turned negative.

"You don't need the clothes." The man took out a business card from the business card holder in his suit pocket and handed it to Pan Bo, emphasizing word by word, "Don't lose it again."

Pan Bo took the business card. The edge of the white business card was gilded. The upper two lines read "Tianzong Entertainment Wen Chengyu", and the lower part was a series of numbers.

Seeing the business card, Pan Bo felt that he was shocked again, and it was a hundred times, a thousand times more shocked than knowing that the man in the suit was Cheng Rong!

Wen Chengyu is a legend in the mainland entertainment industry.He has never appeared in front of the public, but his deeds have always been talked about.

Whether he founded the Tianzong Entertainment Brokerage Company at the age of 26, or the registered capital of 30 billion yuan is all his personal assets, or the many popular artists trained by Tianzong Entertainment and those from the mainland, Hong Kong, Taiwan and even Japan. Each of the many big-name stars that Han successfully poached is worth blowing about for three days and three nights.

However, Wen Chengyu, who has never been seen before, has never appeared in public, nor has he ever been interviewed by the media, making everyone even more curious about his identity and origin.

In the end, he just dragged the famous Mr. Wen and the well-known child star Cheng Rong into the water? !

He was so shocked that he wanted to look up to see what this mysterious Mr. Wen looked like, but he found that the room was empty.

"Ding Dong!" Even though it was covered by the pillow, the APP still rang persistently.

Pan Bo took out his mobile phone, and the familiar reminder box was still on the screen:

【Call the police!Pig brains? !Call the police and you still participate in a fart competition!Stop messing around in the entertainment industry! 】

[Please don't question my computing power. 】

[I kindly want to help you, but you question me like this, you are so ruthless, indifferent, and unreasonable! 】

[I'm not without temper, if you insist on thinking so, then don't ask me to give you any hints. 】

... Not very capable, but not small tempered!

Pan Bo was also angry. He was hacked for no reason, had stitches and was hospitalized. He had to pay for the cut costumes and the dirty clothes of the big stars; there were only four days left to pay. The academic papers that have been drafted and the manuscript fees that will be spent when they are in hand, the upcoming eight-to-six competition next Saturday...

All these chaos and troubles were caused by this self-righteous and useless APP!

Pan Bo held the phone in his hand, trying to delete the Little Sun APP completely, but found that it was impossible to operate.

He said bitterly to the phone: "I don't need your reminders anymore! You'd better stop sending me those bullshit reminders in the future!!"

The author has something to say: APP: My deep meaning is to let you meet your old Gong.

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