Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

The nurse pulled out the needle properly, quickly put away the empty infusion bottle, and secretly looked at the man on the hospital bed from the corner of her eye when she turned to leave.

When chatting with colleagues, I often hear people say that this hospital can meet more than half of the stars in the imperial capital.This was the first time for her to give needles to a star patient, and she concealed her inner anxiety with an extremely professional expression.

I didn't expect to have close contact with the powerful singer Zhu Ming for the first time.

He looks much better than in the video, with a straight nose, thin lips tightly closed, and his unbelievably white skin seems to have a beauty effect.

The major wounds on his body were all wrapped in gauze, and the small scratches on his face were exposed after treatment, making his rebellious eyebrows and eyes a little bit colder.

In the actual state of battle damage, her heart beat faster after looking at her twice more. The little nurse gently covered her hot face and left quickly.

The invisible and ignorant Zhu Ming, who was alluring and unaware, heaved a long sigh after the nurse left, looking at the phone with a somewhat disappointed look.

I watched half of the rebroadcast of the draft finals, and checked the entertainment news countless times. I didn't see a single word of the medical notice that I thought he would send out overwhelmingly after leaving the hospital.

And when he sent out his message, he didn't receive any reply from Lin Yao except for the indifferent question mark, only his health flashed, jumping from 8 to 9, and then back again in the next second.

He doesn't know what rules are used to consume life points, what will happen when it reaches zero, and how to get back to full.Except for Lin Yao, who was suspected of being a charging treasure... the life-extending treasure, he never found anyone or anything related to this body abnormality.

"Implant such a deadly thing on other people casually, and don't even give an instruction manual?"

"Why is it him?"

Holding up his mobile phone, he reviewed the few words he sent over and over again. Lin Yao's dialogue box was as silent as stagnant water.

"Help me see, what's wrong with what I said?"

He looked up and saw Jiang Xingpan who was hesitating to speak, and asked simply.

"Damn it!" Jiang Xingpan took the phone, roughly scanned it, trembling all over, the phone was almost thrown out.

With a bang, it hit Zhuming's quilt.

"...Panpan, do you know where you smashed it?" Zhu Ming lowered her head and moved the phone away from the dangerous area in disgust, "You must be glad that I covered you with a quilt."

Jiang Xingpan considered his words carefully: "Boss, it's not a problem. You don't think your tone...is particularly..."

"Exceptionally?"

"Extraordinarily... dog licking." He swallowed, groaning, "Fuck you, you are Zhu Ming! Mr. Zhu with eight-meter-long legs and a burst of aura, is it necessary to be so humble?"

Candle tea choked, looked down at the life of the lonely man, and said to himself, I am really humble, and this is the first time I have no bargaining chip to ask for help from others!

He lay down in despair, with a cloud of shadow covering his beautiful face, with his hands folded on his abdomen, with an unhappy look of "I'm afraid I'll have to go into the coffin like this at that time", grinding his back molars again and again.

"It's really not possible... I'll go to the doctor in the afternoon to apply for discharge. Even if I'm in a wheelchair, I have to stop him. I'll go wherever he is. You should book a ticket quickly."

As long as he can survive, even if he greets Lord Yan with a smile on his face, he is not afraid!

Thinking of this, Zhu Ming couldn't help crying bitter tears for herself.

It's over, it's gone.I finally became the person I hated the most.

Jiang Xingpan was dumbfounded. After hearing this soul-stirring declaration, he began to doubt his life.

He still remembered that Candle Tea was the most contemptuous face, how could he chase his family all over the world after he went out to get takeaway?

If he hadn't been by Zhuming's side for so many years and was so familiar with the micro expressions between his brows and eyes, he really felt that the boss had changed his mind.

"Okay, I'll inquire again." Jiang Xingpan saw that the boss didn't intend to tell him the business secret at all, so he simply shut up and took things seriously, "By the way, the energetic girl draft..."

"The two I saw didn't join the regiment?"

"Isn't the competition system a nine-person debut, one No.15 and one eighteen."

"In my opinion, these two children have more potential and strength than the top ten." Zhu Ming reached out and fished the tablet computer from the bedside table, preparing to continue to catch up on the second half of the unfinished content.

"One is that they have already won the elimination script, and the other is that they were harmed by malicious editing, and the reputation in the later period dropped. In addition, in the middle of the competition, their company went bankrupt and lacked team support. They are no different from individual trainees. It is not easy to make it to the present. gone."

He hung up the earphones casually and asked, "Is the contract ready?"

"Get ready. The studio has already contacted their guardians after the results of the finals came out. If all goes well, they should be able to sign them in the next two days." Jiang Xingpan reported in an orderly manner.

Candle Tea's personal studio has been established for six or seven years, and it has witnessed the spark of Candle Tea spread all over the world.Over the years, it has become commonplace for those confusing work arrangements to go up and down the studio.

Just as he was going crazy today to inquire about Lin Yao's itinerary, one day this year, he suddenly announced that the studio would start preparing to sign new recruits.As for who to sign and when to sign, it is all up to the boss.

Whether it's Jiang Xingpan or other people in the studio, everyone never asks too many questions. As long as things are arranged, they are responsible for completing it extremely well.

That's enough.The dignity that the studio is proud of is to maintain a high degree of excellence with the boss at all times.

With a smile in his eyes, Zhu Ming said with satisfaction: "It seems that I can be a shopkeeper in the future, and I haven't seen you all being passive and sabotaging your work after lying down for a few days. Wait for the bonus in the New Year's Eve."

"Sister Xiaokou really wished for you to be the shopkeeper. I heard that you were going to be hospitalized for a while, so I turned around and applied for leave."

"Buttons for vacation?" Zhu Ming asked in surprise, "Do you button up your buttons all year round?"

"Yes, she went to France to visit a fashion show. I left you a message telling you to stay in the hospital honestly and not run around in front of the media cameras." Jiang Xingpan said, "Uh, if you want to fly Du Linyao, she was photographed on the road, what should she do?"

"..."

God opened many windows for Candle Tea, but closed the most important door.

He has a little-known weakness, that is, his aesthetic standards are sometimes different from ordinary people.This led to his few dark histories, all related to the hot-eyed private server.

Those outfits that jump out of color and deviate from the current fashion are one of the things that fans love to ridicule most.

In Jiang Xingpan's eyes, Sister Xiaokou is probably a god who came down to earth to open the door for their boss.

Button, whose real name is Kou Kou, and whose nickname is coco, is Candle Tea's exclusive stylist.Those flawless stage makeup, airport street shots, and those everyone's admirable outfits were all done by this stylist who spent a lot of money.

Back then, when she saw Candle Tea's private clothes, she came across the ocean holding a piece of glittering resume and titles. She gritted her teeth and said, "Hire me, don't ruin your face with clothes."

Zhu Ming handed over the contract sluggishly, and was quite frightened by Kou Kou's words when he signed: "In the future, don't go out if you don't wear what I wore. With all due respect, even if you don't wear it, the effect will be better than wearing yourself. "

"???"

After being buttoned up and disciplined for many years, normal aesthetics has not been cultivated, but rebellious emotions have accumulated a lot.

Candle Tea said: "Then let her have a good rest. To be fair, I think this hospital gown looks pretty good. Wearing it like this to show off at the airport will be the trend of the next season."

Jiang Xingpan: "Do you have the heart to watch Miss Xiaokou die of anger in a foreign land?"

Zhu Ming clicked on the video and continued to watch, casually said: "That's a pity, I originally wanted to leave a suite for her in my will, if she left earlier than me, there would be no way."

Jiang Xingpan had nothing to say, he secretly took a picture of the sick boss in blue and white stripes, and planned to send it to Kou Kou.

Jiang Xingpan: Look at our Zhu Zong, who has profoundly interpreted the famous saying that "the completion of fashion depends on the face", what do you think?

The nanny car drove to the airport parking lot.

Lin Yao woke up leisurely, took off the blindfold, sat still, raised his hand to scratch his hair, and waited for his consciousness to recover.

"Seeing that you are too tired, you fell asleep as soon as you got on the expressway, so I didn't call you." Chen Qingquan stretched his waist, picked up his mobile phone and checked the time, "There is not much traffic jam, you slowly wake up, don't worry."

Lin Yao rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the palm that Zhu Ming had squeezed repeatedly, and his movements paused.

The first time was done unconsciously in a coma, so there is no need to worry about it.They were clearly sober today, but usually they don't even give each other much eye contact, why did they suddenly change their temper?

"What's going on? Are you sure it's Candle Tea that's wrong, not his manager's assistant?"

Chen Qingquan's doubtful voice sounded, and Lin Yao turned his head to look. Chen Qingquan crossed his legs and looked down at the phone screen with a dazed expression.

"how?"

Chen Qingquan flashed the dialog to him backhandedly: "Sent me a photo of Candle Tea, and asked me if it means that the completion of fashion depends on the face?"

Lin Yao looked over, and on the screen, Zhu Ming lowered her eyes and sat quietly, not knowing what she was looking at.

The shooting angle is overlooking, and the collarbone under the hospital gown is looming.

The man who always smiles on the stage in front of the camera, his smile is mostly suave and careless, but there is no trace of smile in the photo.

Without the embellishment of lively expressions, the whole person has a cold sense of alienation.

"Is fashion complete?" Chen Qingquan snorted, "Who can beat you when it comes to fashion? His fans always blackmail you and run after him, saying that he transforms into an actor and you also transform into an actor. Let's see who is the person who has been in the fashion field for the past nine years? What does he mean, he insists on coming here to make me angry just because you are visiting a doctor?"

Sister Quan is shrewd and capable at work, but her personality is a bit irritable in private, especially as she gets older and her tone gradually becomes pulverized.

The corner of Lin Yao's mouth twitched: "What's the use of being angry?"

Chen Qingquan breathed out his nostrils and said angrily, "How do I know?"

"Why are you still in touch with his assistant?" he asked.

It is well known that they have a bad relationship, but he didn't know that Sister Quan and the assistant of the other party could chat in private and post photos.

"We have been in touch all the time. Didn't I say it? Just because you two are not on the right track, that Jiang Xingpan and I gritted our teeth and tried our best to compare our business capabilities!" Chen Qingquan said, "Sometimes in order to avoid collisions We will also inquire about the itinerary. Oh, speaking of it, after you came out of the hospital just now, he also inquired about your latest itinerary..."

Lin Yao was taken aback for a moment, thinking of the two messages sent by Zhu Ming, and then glanced at the photo on Chen Qingquan's screen.

"Don't delete the photo, send me a copy."

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I don’t know if anyone has watched it, please collect it~

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