The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

Xiang Ling had a bad nose, and after running around for a day, his shoulders and neck hurt a lot. He had a bad habit when he was a teenager, and now he is too tired to be stabbed all over his body, like a knife slashing back and forth irregularly at the lower part of his neck , not standing, not sitting.

There was a raised piece of wood on the back of the large double bed in the center of the bedroom. Xiang Ling sat up and smashed it hard on the neck. Fighting poison with fire, the pain relieved a lot.

The previous owner here was quite good at enjoying life. The furniture is all high-end products, the TV is ultra-clear and broadband, and the giant sky-blue floor-to-ceiling windows allow you to see clearly through the window if there is any wind and grass outside; even the sleeping bed has its own massage function .

Xiang Ling massaged himself for a while with his own strength, and felt a little better. He took his clothes into the bathroom and took a hot shower. The bathroom opened the ventilation window, and the steaming heat did not feel suffocating; Xiang Ling soaked in the bathtub Drowsy, his body is recovering, his spirit is not very good, and he always wants to sleep. These days, he has spent his heart and soul for the company's affairs. He really wants to sleep forever like this.

In the night, the leaf shadows are transparent and the moon is silent.

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——"Summer Wind Blowing South" may not be broadcast.Xiang Ling leaned on the bedside after taking a shower, and clicked on the topic. A certain entertainment blogger wrote an article about the conjecture that "Xia Feng Nan Blow" was banned a few days ago and various evaluations of the actors; this topic was exposed a few days ago , the popularity has not diminished in the past few days, with various topics being hot searched, changing patterns, wearing different clothes, and the actual content of the main thread of the soul is always only one, Chu Jiang, this rat shit, ruined a pot of soup.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Chu Jiang is the main line of the soul. The words mocking him in the article are just that this person behaved improperly at the beginning, and the unspoken rules were superior. The Lord overlooks the out-of-the-box slander from the entertainment industry.

However, there are still some people who believe it, and they think that they have analyzed Chu Jiang in a long and self-righteous manner, which attracted the passers-by downstairs to cater to him.

The more Xiang Ling scrolled down, the more he felt that his self-control became stronger. He thought he was invulnerable to all poisons. After all, he was not talking about himself. When he saw that someone made a false assertion that the car accident more than 20 days ago was caused by Chu Director Jiang acted on his own, and he crossed the river and demolished the bridge for the kindness of Director Zhou. Otherwise, when Director Zhou was unconscious and he was soon discharged from the hospital, he threw the phone more than ten meters away without hesitation, and his body was smashed to pieces.

The dead are the most important, no matter who Chu Jiang was before he was alive, he walked quietly, and the world did not give him peace, which is unreasonable.No matter how bad a person is, he is not useless. What if everything is a misunderstanding, how much impact will this have on the parties involved.

When I was in junior high school, there was a time when the door of Xiang Ling’s class was broken, and once I put it on, I couldn’t open it. At that time, I couldn’t find anything like a wooden stick to reach the door, so Xiang Ling took the mop next to the trash can at the back door. Closed the door, I didn't want my classmates to fight and accidentally tripped over, some people said indiscriminately that Xiang Ling put the mop, almost all the classmates accused him, saying that he had a bad heart, and later derived that Xiang Ling fell with the fall The classmate who fell down had a festival, so he deliberately put obstacles to trip him up.

At that time, no one spoke for him, and the teacher didn't know the truth, so he followed the crowd and accused him, called the parents, and the whole school heard that there was a classmate named Xiang Ling who liked Yin people in the third year of junior high school.

Things happen in different forms, but they are essentially the same. If there is a person in the world who is full of shortcomings, he doesn't believe it. At least Chu Jiang's acting is very good, and he is not useless.

Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention that Xiang Ling is not easy to provoke, he can stretch and bend, if someone smears him with black material, he will definitely return it back by any means.

So what if he became the center of the storm, he wanted to reverse the direction of the wind and see the stupidity of the world.

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At the end of September, less than two days later, he was on the hot search again, and the hot search was fierce, pushing Xiang Ling to the forefront again.

Xiang Ling broke his phone two days ago, but the card in it was not changed. During the period, he received calls one after another, either to promote sales, or to ask him if he would appear in a tertiary film, and the salary was negotiable or something.

Xiang Ling went back without changing his face, "Your family doesn't have enough artists, so go and perform by yourself, so that you can show off your filth that you have nowhere to put!"

After a few days of harassing calls, the hot searches on the next day were so shocking.

There was an explosion below, most of them scolding Xiang Ling, a few passers-by said they would not participate or get entangled, and even a few voiced their voices for Xiang Ling, but the number was so small that they were quickly overwhelmed.

Zhang Xingxing's worry has not disappeared, but another worry came to his mind. He thought that these harassing calls were just some people's bad taste for drinking and eating, but he didn't want to turn into a conspiracy theory. Various hot search keywords emerged one after another. This is not someone What is the malice for?

But looking at the indifferent look of his ancestor, Zhang Xingxing didn't know what expression to use to describe the volcanic eruption under the suppressed iceberg in his heart.

Xiang Ling was arranging his clothes in front of the mirror at this time, he was going to Ji Ruohe's place again tonight to hit a wall, and if he didn't hit it, his head was full of bags, he was really unhappy.

Fortunately, Chu Jiang has a public account to save the acting fees and pay the event fees. It is kept with Zhang Xingxing. Zhang Xingxing also knows the password. There are at least two or three million in it. The money is put in the public account, and opening an account is just to protect privacy, leaving a few million in it for show.

"Look, look, what is this, 'Chujiang bitch is famous, and the third-level filming channel took the initiative to find him', I fuck|fuck|fuck the ancestors, I am so mad."

The topic is unsightly, people and gods are indignant, Zhang Xingxing looks crazy, he really wants to kill the mastermind behind the scenes, but Xiang Ling's full attention is on the meeting with Ji Ruohe tonight, regardless of the rumors outside, he is free and easy world.

Calm down, negative exposure can also increase traffic.Xiang Ling can think about it, anyway, those people say as they like, if they can lose a piece of meat or something, the person involved is Buddhist, and those who love to worry about it deserve it.

Zhang Xingxing just thinks it's too much, those people just want to watch the fun for a while, and no matter how much harm their cyber violence causes to others, they are all executioners.

Zhang Xingxing secretly scolded a few words in his heart to relieve his anger, looking for scolding, he didn't think he was at fault.

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The public card was taken by Xiang Ling, and he planned to use all the more than 300 million yuan in it to curry favor with Ji Ruohe. The mere small money is not used to send beggars, but to always use these to guard against Ji Ruohe's troubles. When you ask for help, you have to have a begging attitude , You can't feel bad about the money you should spend.

Invite Ji Ruohe by phone, the other party unexpectedly readily agreed, and let Xiang Ling decide the location. Xiang Ling collected a lot of records about Ji Ruohe's attendance at various venues, and used a computer to make a concentrated probability, guessing which kind of meeting he should be less against. Only then did he secretly decide to book the most expensive KTV suite in Phoenix.

The decoration of the suite is larger than that of the double room, with lanterns, music, drinks and private room services. The spacious suite is not empty. There is a piano next to the karaoke table, and a colorful The lighted dining table is decorated with candles and various crystal wine glasses. On the side of the dining table is a semi-curved bartending table. The types of wine on it are equivalent to a small bar, satisfying the interest of guests in DIY.

Xiang Ling drove and waited at the gate of Ji Ruohe's villa, got out of the car early, and stood in front of the car waiting for Ji Ruohe to go downstairs.

The evening breeze is cool to the tip of the heart, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers wafts from the iron-fenced garden of Ji Ruohe.The car exhaust mixed with the smell of flowers is very uncomfortable. Xiang Ling can't stand the smell of flowers. He can't smell the smell of any flowers. It's not an allergy. The body mechanism is to reject the smell of flowers, so he asked many people about the smelly garbage The smell almost unconsciously frowned.

Fortunately, Ji Ruohe didn't procrastinate, didn't deliberately put on airs, and went out in a decent suit. Xiang Ling saw him from afar, opened the car door early, and greeted this man condescending to come to the shabby car.

In the car, Ji Ruohe asked Xiang Ling where he was going, and Xiang Ling said, go to Fenghuang.

The latter fell silent, Xiang Ling's heart was tense, and he pretended to casually observe Ji Ruohe through the rearview mirror. Fortunately, he just lowered his head to read the newspaper he put in the back seat, which was carefully prepared by Xiang Ling. He knew that Ji Ruohe I like to read newspapers. Now that online social media is developed, it is like a giant web that restrains almost everyone. However, there are always a few people who are immune to this. Ji Ruohe is one of them. Pursuit, thinking that the words on the newspaper are much more beautiful than the words on the Internet that radiate to the eyes.

Xiang Ling has read the contents of the newspaper once. The four major sections, the four major sections, social news, talk about social welfare and security; science and technology culture, talk about the latest scientific and technological achievements at home and abroad; the beauty of folk, explore the ordinary People's extraordinary deeds; the last section is about crime, reporting some shocking and dehumanizing murders.

Xiang Ling turned a corner smoothly, and happened to see Ji Ruohe turn to the fourth section of the newspaper, and said in a timely manner: "Two major murders, one passionate murder, and the other silent revenge, the common thing is that the killers were not good when they were young." encounter."

The murderers are all young people under 30 years old, and the targets are all women. The difference is that the passionate murderers are looking for teenage girls, there are eight in total; the revenge one is a family, with a purpose and a plan. crime.

Ji Ruohe didn't raise his head, his voice was hoarse and nice: "Oh? What do you think?"

Xiang Ling said: "Both are perverts. The former is more hateful than the second. To put it bluntly, when I was young, I was stimulated by my stepmother and developed a disgust for women. I often get rolled up at work and looked down upon by female colleagues. The second person, when he was a few years old, planted in his heart the hatred of the neighbor’s family and the cynicism of himself, and it is said that he was beaten several times by the neighbor.”

Vengeance killers, usually the inner hatred will magnify with time, fear will be planted in the heart, and life will be troubled. If you want to get rid of this kind of restlessness, you must destroy this fear yourself.

"Is it forgivable?"

Asked suddenly, Xiang Ling paused briefly, and then asked, "Which one?"

"revenge."

Law and morality cannot intersect on the line of reason. If he killed someone, he would naturally be punished by law. Some people may sympathize with his experience, but they still think it is wrong for him to kill someone; The bottom line of morality does not touch the law, it is not stopped in time, and revenge does not exist. Speaking of it, it seems that the murderer also has difficulties.

"It's not worthy of forgiveness." Xiang Ling said.

If that person is more peaceful, don't live in the haze, don't be bound by the pain of the past, he can be happier than anyone else, there is a saying that don't punish yourself with other people's faults, others hurt you You, why let his fault hurt yourself again.

Ji Ruohe didn't comment on his remarks, and hummed softly, then lowered his head and continued to read his newspaper.

When he arrived in Fenghuang, Xiang Ling led Ji Ruohe into the suite, turned on the stereo, brought the cut fruit in front of him, and poured all kinds of wine in front of him for him to choose.

However, Ji Ruohe kept his posture of reading the newspaper unchanged, and Xiang Ling felt it was inappropriate to intervene in business, so he turned up the light in the suite, and then sat on the sofa far away from him to watch him.

After being in a trance for a long time, Xiang Ling's ears rang for a while, and suddenly he felt that the music was a bit noisy, so he got up and wanted to turn off the music, and walked to the karaoke stand, when Ji Ruohe behind him suddenly spoke.

"What are the three principles of being a person who is hated by others?"

The conversation changed sharply like a cold front, Xiang Ling knew what he said, and he was silent for a long time without answering.

Ji Ruohe gave the answer. "Low eyebrows, pleasing to the eye, no lower limit."

Seeing people and doing things, seeing ghosts and doing ghost things, seemingly obedient, but actually flattering and pleasing, the principles of life are changed again and again, and anyone can be played and applauded.

Xiang Ling thought, it would be better to change it to vile, nasty, and flirtatious.

After a while, he asked again, what are the three principles of life.Xiang Ling thought about it carefully, and thought that he was frank, responsible, and had a good EQ, but before he could say it, Ji Ruohe said, "It's too noisy here, go to another place."

I didn't stay here for 15 minutes, so I really wanted to change places.

Xiang Ling asked him where he wanted to go, but Ji Ruohe didn't answer, so Xiang Ling had to bite the bullet and choose a teahouse with a good environment and a quiet atmosphere, but after a while, Ji Ruohe asked him to change places.

Changing back and forth, he didn't stay in each place for 5 minutes. Ji Ruohe was not satisfied, so he continued to change.

After wandering around, the two finally came to an entertainment club that aims to give customers the most authentic experience. After paying the money, the guests can do whatever they want, eat, drink and play, and make a living by themselves.

People from the upper class gather here, most of them are rich second-generation officials, and there are many rich people. If you don't have money, you can't come here to have fun.

Ji Ruohe met his acquaintance here, and it was Mr. He, the general manager of an electronic product advertiser who had cooperated with Lingmei for a long time.

Ji Ruohe treats everyone with a calm and sophisticated look, Mr. He smiles when he sees an acquaintance, and pulls him to speak some upper-class communicative language.Xiang Ling was left alone, quietly working as a follower on call.

The two chatted for a while, and Mr. He found that Xiang Ling was standing not far away, with a cold face, neither hot nor angry, and asked, "Why did you bring him here today? Where is Duan Kongqing?"

Mr. He has been dealing with the entertainment circle for a long time, he knows Chu Jiang's reputation, but his character is too bad, which gives him a bad impression.

Ji Ruohe simply replied: "At home, not out."

Mr. He looked at Xiang Ling Sichen for a while, and understood something in a daze, and said, "This kid has made a fool of himself. I heard that he is about to be expelled. He is trying to find accommodation with you."

Ji Ruohe hummed and poured red wine into his mouth.

Mr. He suddenly had a bad taste in his heart, and said: "This kid eats inside and out, why don't I let Lao He take care of him."

Ji Ruohe didn't say a word, but Mr. He made his own decision, beckoned to Xiang Ling imposingly, and said, "Come here."

Xiang Ling first glanced at Ji Ruohe, but the other party didn't respond, so he walked over with cold and proud steps.

"Make Boss Ji a cocktail with 5.00% wine content, and the mint content is only allowed to be [-]%."

Accurate to a few percent, not to mention that Xiang Ling doesn't know how to bartending. Those who have been engaged in bartending for a long time can't do it so accurately without more than five years of experience. If you make a mistake, you can seize the opportunity to rectify yourself.

But Xiang Ling came here with Ji Ruohe, so he didn't want to disobey the vertical thorn and show his edge. Mr. He told him that he just had to finish it.

The master at the bartending table makes fancy drinks every day. Xiang Ling went to ask about the drink formula of special cocktails. He was told that he couldn't make it. He already understood that this was Lao He's trick on purpose. At that time, you can only jump into the pit.

Xiang Ling said to the counter, "Give me a glass of mango juice."

The waiter squeezed a glass of mango juice for him, and Xiang Ling walked back to Ji Ruohe with it, and handed him the mango juice.

Old He snatched the mango juice from his hand first, and said dissatisfiedly, "Is this a cocktail?"

Xiang Ling said: "The cocktail Mr. He said doesn't go well with it. Mango juice is good for your health."

Old He said again: "Whether it is good for your health or not, have you asked Boss Ji what he thinks? Self-assessment is not your attitude in doing things, so follow the rules, either eat a plate of coriander, or drink the juice squeezed from bitter melon and lemon. "

Ji Ruohe shakes the red wine in his hand, and the impression cast by the spotlight on his head is very charming. He is 30 years old, and his face is not inferior to that of a young man in his early twenties. The mature beauty exuding from him can go anywhere. It attracts many admiring eyes.

Ji Ruohe was unmoved, his eyes revealing the isolation that has nothing to do with the world.

Xiang Ling remembered that Ji Ruohe loved mango juice the most at that time, because mango was his favorite food, Ai Wu Ji Wu, he liked all mango-flavored things.

It's just that this time he didn't even look at the mango juice he brought.

Xiang Ling had nowhere to escape, and faced Mr. He's difficulties safely, he was sincere and asked Mr. He in a low voice if he had any chili peppers, but Mr. He ignored him. He grabbed a little coriander and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

Coriander without chili masking taste is like chewing wax, which tastes extremely weird.He has never liked coriander. In the past, in order to cater to Ji Ruohe's health concept and not picky eaters, whenever he ate coriander, he would swallow it with chili sauce, so that the taste would be lessened.

He frowned slightly and his breathing became unsteady, the smell of coriander filled his entire mouth, it was hard to swallow, but he had to make things difficult for himself.

He tried his best to be as calm as possible, so as not to be embarrassed by Mr. He again.

Half of a plate of coriander was eaten, and the waiter suddenly came over and asked: "There is only chili sauce in the club, please use it slowly."

Xiang Ling suddenly had a sore nose, and his throat was choked up, unable to swallow.

Mr. He made it clear that he wanted to punish him, and he was the only one who gave him peppers.