The president loves the little monster

Meng Mo is not human.

He is a nightmare - a mythical beast that feeds on nightmares.

Nightmares are everywhere in troubled times and famine years, but this kind of peaceful years where the people live and work in peace and contentment becomes extremely rare and precious. Occasionally encountering a few of them is particularly empty and unreal, not at all satisfying... Meng Mo was born at an untimely time, and almost grew up starved.

So from a very young age, he has had a dream, that is - to enter the entertainment industry.

Because he has heard people say that the entertainment industry is full of stress, depression, and nightmares... It is delicious, can not only fill your stomach, but also help those artists who can't stand the pressure to take drugs, jump off buildings, cut their wrists, and take sleeping pills to solve their psychological problems. Kill two birds with one stone, why not do it?

But when he was finally old enough to enter the entertainment industry and came to the world, he realized... In fact, the nightmare in the entertainment industry is not as much as he imagined. He visited several cities and went to several entertainment companies , The nightmare is just a few or two small flowers, at most you can eat five or six cents full, or you will still be hungry every three days.

Very hungry very hungry very hungry.

I really want to eat nightmares, rich and mellow nightmares.There are chocolate-flavored beige nightmares, black forest cake-flavored dark-purple nightmares, taro milk tea-flavored dark purple nightmares, honey-braised meat-flavored blood-red nightmares, and... top-notch black pepper steak flavors Inky black nightmare.Fragrant, sweet, and spicy nightmares, if you swallow one bite at a time, you will not be hungry for half a month.

But he hadn't seen such a delicious nightmare in many, many years.

Until two months ago, when he came to this city, he found that the entertainment company named Dream Entertainment was covered by a dark cloud—at first glance, it was dark purple, light brown, dark brown, blood red, and dark. Cyan, jet black... Countless nightmares are crowded together and merged into a dark hazy black mist, almost completely enveloping the entire building inside.

For a nightmare that feeds on nightmares, this is a table full of Chinese people, and it is still the kind that can last for four, five, six or seven years.

Meng Mo swallowed silently.

For him who was starved since he was a child, this is simply too precious.

At that time, Dream Entertainment's [-]th Fantasy Rubik's Cube Draft Contest was registering. According to the practice of previous years, the top three players in each draft could sign contracts with this company... So Meng Mo signed up for the Dream Cube Draft Contest. , from auditions, preliminaries, and semi-finals, all the way to the top [-] in the country, and it seems that they are about to get their wish, but they run into Cheng Yaojin, Ao Qin.

Meng Mo came out of the director's room, ground his teeth, and ground them again.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the twelve-in-eight live broadcast in the studio has already started, and the news of his retirement due to physical reasons was also posted on Weibo. In just 100 minutes, he was rounded by his [-] million live fans. It was on the hot search, and they all cried and said, "This is too regrettable, but the body is still important. I hope we, Momo, will take good care of our bodies."

His health is very good, there is no problem at all, he can swallow a hundred Aoqin alive!

Xiao Yuanyuan, who had just finished her work, ordered a takeaway—secret fried chicken drumsticks. She just took a bite when she saw Meng Mo push the door in, gritted her teeth, frowning tightly, with a look of bitterness and hatred on her face.She just heard the news of Meng Mo's "retirement" and felt sorry for him, but she didn't know how to comfort her, so she pushed the lunch box forward: "Do you want to eat?"

There are seven or eight Ao Qin... oh no, chicken legs in the lunch box.

The aroma of food came to his nostrils, making his already empty stomach growl. He swallowed his saliva and unconsciously licked his lower lip: "Okay. Thank you."

Meng Mo smiled sweetly, took one out of the lunch box politely, and took a bite: "Well, it's delicious."

The skin of the fried chicken drumsticks is fried crispy and golden, but the inside is tender and delicious, much more delicious than SKINFOOD.

Delicious is delicious, but not hungry.

I really want to eat nightmares.

Xiao Yuanyuan stared dumbfounded at Meng Mo swallowing a chicken leg, chewing and swallowing even the bones, then smiled politely at her, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and put it on a cotton pad. I poured some cleansing oil on it, removed my makeup three times five times, and tied my long hair behind my head casually. My face was clean and fresh. With a simple T-shirt and jeans, I looked Just like a college student who has not yet left the society, there are only those peach blossom eyes that are eager to fly, black and white, and sparkling.

Meng Mo asked, "Do you know where Ao Qin lives?"

"Ao Qin? Mr. Ao?" Xiao Yuanyuan shook her head, "I don't know. How can we small staff know about those big bosses. I heard that Mr. Ao has also invested in real estate and owns countless houses. There is a little goblin in the house, one every day, and there will be no heavy ones for a month."

Meng Mo: "..."

"Rumors," Xiao Yuanyuan saw his expression and knew that he believed it was true, so she hurriedly added, "It's all rumors hahaha... definitely not true. I have been in this program group for two years and I haven't seen it." He has had women by his side...and no men, and he looks very ascetic, and our sisters all guessed whether there is something wrong with him in that regard."

Meng Mo: "..."

"But..." Xiao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes, "Forget about gossip."

"..."

It's immoral to say half of your words.

The talkative Xiao Yuanyuan couldn't hold back in the end, and turned all the rumors about Ao Qin upside down. She said that it was about three, four, five, six, seven... I don't know if it was a few years ago, Ao Qin once spoiled a little fairy and was drafted out. The champion, who looks sweet and evil, with two dimples on his cheeks when he smiles, has been doted on by Ao Qin for a while, and always takes him with him, his younger brother, younger brother screaming, and the resources given to him by the company are all the best .

Unexpectedly, within two months, the two suddenly broke up, and the little goblin cried and said on Weibo that Ao Qin had eaten and refused to admit it, and that he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone when he went to bed, and said that there was something wrong with Ao Qin, I can't get it hard... Anyway, it's a mess, the words don't match the words, the little goblin jumped to a bigger entertainment company within a few months, and two years later I heard that the sucker was brought into the bureau. There is no news at all.

"Oh."

So... the chicken leg Ao is "hating the house and the black" because of the "lessons learned from the past"?

Well, I don't really want to swallow a hundred Ao Qin alive.

But even if he has been treated like this before, it's still childish to overthrow a boatload of people like this, and to decide his fate at will based on his own likes and dislikes....

Then swallow fifty of them alive.

"Give me another one," Meng Mo thought while picking another fried chicken leg from Xiao Yuanyuan's lunch box, and smiled at her, "I'll treat you to dinner in a few months."

"……it is good."

The reason why he said "in a few months" instead of "someday" was because he had no money.

Meng Mo reached out his hand to touch his trouser pocket, and there was only 100 yuan of meal expenses given to them by the program team... He has been living with other contestants for the past few months, and the program team has made a lot of money from them, but they The contestants didn't get a penny, and even the 100 yuan was the food allowance given to them because the cafeteria was out of gas last time and couldn't cook. The program team asked them to order takeaway.Ordinary human beings are not very hungry at all, and it doesn't matter whether they eat or not, so they save up.

All the money spent by the fans voting went into Ao Qin's pocket, but he said he would be eliminated if he was eliminated... It's as black as the boss of the world.

Meng Mo took a bite of the chicken leg angrily.

As the owner of an entertainment company that started out as a talent show, Ao Qin attaches great importance to every fantasy Rubik's Cube talent show. Not only must every finalist have to watch it in person, but he will also attend every live broadcast of the final.It was only because I had a project to discuss today, so I came late. The executive director received a call from his assistant Xiao Wei, went out to pick up the big boss himself, and smiled at Ao Qin with a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Ao, what are you doing?" Please."

Meng Mo, who was wandering while eating chicken legs while walking, stopped reflexively when he heard this voice, and looked up.

The man called "Mr. Ao" looks to be 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a tall and straight figure. He is wearing a very well-crafted dark gray suit, and is wearing a tie meticulously. The ground is raised upwards, revealing a nearly perfect face, the outline is like a knife and ax chisel, a pair of red phoenix eyes are hooked inwards and outwards, aggressive with determination, and the thick black and neat long eyebrows almost fly into the temples.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is no expression on his face, his lips are thin, and he looks inhumanly indifferent.

His strides were so big that it was almost windy, just as the two passed by, Meng Mo narrowed his eyes and stopped him: "Mr. Ao?"

"Well," Ao Qin stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are..."

"Mr. Ao is really a gentleman who forgets things too much," Meng Mo smiled slightly, "I am Meng Mo. The Meng Mo who was eliminated by you personally." He bit the word "in person" very hard, although his face It was smiling, but the back molars were clenched tightly.

Ao Qin: "..."

He frowned slightly, and looked at the young boy in front of him again.

The boy took off the ghostly makeup on the stage and changed into a clean T-shirt and jeans. His long hair, which was always loose, was neatly tied behind his head, revealing a fair and fresh face. .

He took off his makeup and looked clean and refreshed, which turned out to be good-looking.

Ao Qin almost couldn't recognize it.

Only when he laughed, the corners of his eyes and brows still had a little bit of the seductiveness on stage.The familiar feeling made his throat choke, his scalp tingled with nausea, and his tone became cold in an instant: "What's the matter?"

"Correct."

Meng Mo carefully gnawed off the last piece of meat on the chicken bone—he just saw Xiao Yuanyuan gnaw the chicken leg, and realized that human beings don’t gnaw the bone, but the bone is also delicious—he glanced at the chicken leg reluctantly... ...Bone, raised his hand and threw it into the trash can at the corner of the corridor, then looked up into Ao Qin's eyes, and said seriously: "Mr. Ao, I want to sign with your company."

Meng Mo's lips are beautiful, and the color is a healthy light pink. When he gnawed on the chicken leg just now, his lips were stained with oil, and they were shiny. They looked like tender jelly, very attractive.

Ao Qin didn't know what was wrong, but couldn't help being attracted to his eyes, watching his little mouth opening and closing, opening and closing.

For the first time in his life, he lost his mind when someone was talking, and didn't hear what Meng Mo said at all.

"..."

what happened to him?

Ao Qin was a little embarrassed, and forced himself to look away: "What did you say?"

Meng Mo thought that Ao Qin was threatening him, so he met his gaze frankly, neither dodging nor avoiding, neither humble nor overbearing, his eyes were black and white, as clear as water, but the corners of his mouth were tight, and he looked uncomfortable. The little arrogance of admitting defeat: "I said——I want to sign your company."

"Impossible," Ao Qin said, "In the entire entertainment industry, there are eight companies waiting to sign you. You can pick any one. But I'm sorry, Fantasy Entertainment...don't want your money."

After Ao Qin finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Under the guidance of the executive director, he went down to the VIP seat in the audience—the best position in the entire studio. The young freshmen on the stage came to perform one by one. Under the spotlight, each of them was handsome, handsome or delicate, singing, The dances also have their own characteristics, but the more Ao Qin looked at them, the more he felt dull and lacking in interest. On the contrary, Mengmenen’s jelly-like lips lingered in his mind, which made him lose his mind and feel sick at times. Just Leng's face became more gloomy and icy, and he left the field before the game was over.

The executive director thought he was dissatisfied, and he hesitated to speak after catching up. Ao Qin waved his hand: "It's none of your business..."

He happened to pass by the backstage, and he heard a person inside say: "Meng Mo was eliminated? Did he not serve the sponsor well? Just the kind of motherfucker who looks like he's selling ass, and pretends to be very pure and kind." , did a great job, either helping this staff member tidy up or helping that staff member move things, tricking everyone around, even the instructor turned to him... oh, it’s all right now."

There was a sense of gloating in his tone.

For some reason, Ao Qin felt a little uncomfortable. He frowned and glanced at the backstage. The person speaking was a contestant with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had seen his performance video before, but he didn't have a deep impression: "Who is talking?"

The executive director hurriedly said, "Lu Fangyuan."

Ao Qin: "Let's be eliminated."

Executive director: "...wh...why?" Just because he said two bad things about Meng Mo, didn't he personally eliminate that Meng Mo?Is this the legendary BOSS Heart Sea Needle?

Ao Qin glanced at him lightly: "The character is not good."

After a pause, he added: "It's a good thing for someone with this kind of eye above the top to suffer some setbacks now, otherwise with this kind of personality, the higher you climb in the future, the harder you will fall. Okay, don't follow me Alright, go about your business."

The explanation of these few words is quite self-deprecating. Rather than talking to the executive director, it seems to be convincing himself... Ao Qin took a few steps, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he was - he obviously hated that little girl surnamed Meng. Fairy, why did he get so angry when he heard someone slandering him behind his back?

What a hell.

Ao Qin felt restless, and walked quickly to the parking lot. Just as he opened the door and fastened his seat belt on the driver's seat, he saw a black figure rushing over, opened the door and jumped into the passenger seat.

Ao Qin was taken aback, took a look under the dim light, and found that the uninvited passenger on the co-pilot was none other than the little fresh meat surnamed Meng whom he "personally" eliminated, and felt a physical discomfort in his chest , couldn't help but frowned, and his voice became colder by three points: "What do you want to do?"

Meng Mo fastened his seat belt slowly, then turned his head, squinted at him with a coquettish smile: "I want to sign with your company."

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