Master, don't stop me from being an idol

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Little brother, I can!"

"Little brother, are you selling yourself! I'll give you ten thousand taels of gold!"

The supervisor didn't expect Wen Boyu, who looked so serious, to be quite humorous, and immediately stirred up the atmosphere. He knocked the head of the staff beside him with the roll of paper in his hand and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Put on the BGM!"

"oh oh!".

The BGM sounded, and at the same time Wen Baiyu raised his sword.

The toes are light, the body is like a swallow, the sword in the hand is glowing with moon white light, with a flick of the wrist, the sword flower is pulled out in the blink of an eye, and the sword curtains are thrown out like petals.

At that moment, everyone seemed to see a lotus flower as bright as the moon.

The lotus flower disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Wen Baiyu was still standing there, holding the sword in one hand, as if it was just an illusion.

"Wow, shit! You're so handsome!" Someone in the audience spoke out.

Immediately, the people in the audience burst into applause, clamoring to do it again.

The staff member opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time. He turned around, looked at the supervisor who was also dull, and asked, "Director, he is so amazing..."

The supervisor rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that it was not a hallucination, he said, "Don't stop the BGM! My god, which god is here to overcome the catastrophe..."

Wen Baiyu frowned slightly, his indifferent expression tinged with doubt.

Why, no reward money?

Could it be because of his unfamiliar skills, when he was exercising martial arts in the sect, he seldom used false tricks such as holding the sword flower to confuse the enemy, because his sword was very fast, and usually only needed one move to defeat the enemy.

Wen Baiyu reflected on himself silently. At this time, the sound of the flute came from all directions. He was a little puzzled. When he turned around, he saw two men hiding in the dark raised their fists and said three words to him with their mouths: Ollie.

He didn't understand what those three words meant, but judging from the current situation, in order to reward the money, he needed to work harder.

If the master learned that the martial arts he taught was used by him to make a sensation, he would definitely be furious.Thinking of this, Wen Baiyu felt bitter.

"Do it again! Do it again!"

The neat booing from the audience made Wen Boyu hide the emotions in his heart, closed his eyes and opened them again, his gray eyes were only indifferent.

The sword rises, the wind moves.

"I bought all the anime accessories you wanted, my aunt, remember to plead with Sister Lin for me." Zhou Momo was sweating profusely, put the bags of anime accessories on the ground, and shook his sore arms.

This is the first time he has come to the comic exhibition. He has seen it in various videos and Weibo before. If one of his artists did not commit a crime this time, he would face the crisis of being fired. In order to let the niece above I pleaded for myself, so I came to buy the peripherals of the anime characters requested by the other party.

"It depends on your sincerity." The other party hung up the phone after saying this.

Zhou Momo stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and looked up to see the handsome cosplayer in Manzhan, who was dressed in different clothes and had an occupational disease. He squinted his eyes and looked around, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

This figure is okay, but the facial features are modified with too much cosmetics, this makeup remover is sure to die, no.Hey, this one is pretty, but it's too short. It's a disadvantage for filming and singing.

After finally seeing one that met the standard, the business card was handed over and thrown away immediately. The other party gave him a contemptuous look: "What age is this and you still use this kind of deceiving method, so LOW."

Zhou Momo was so angry that he was half dead.

After buying everything around, Zhou Momo was about to leave, but a burst of excited applause attracted his attention. A large audience surrounded the stage in the distance, and the sound of the music was almost covered.

This aroused his curiosity, and he walked over with the bag, unable to squeeze into the crowd.

Depend on!I still want to see why there are so many people performing. As a manager, Zhou Momo has seen many more exaggerated scenes than this, and sometimes he has to act as a bodyguard to protect the artist.

When he finally squeezed all the way to the front row, he looked up and saw a flash of white light, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

The next second he opened his eyes, he saw a man in an ancient Tsing Yi costume on the stage, walking like the wind, waving a long sword, as if blending with the flute of spiritual energy.

The man stood tall like a bamboo, and his eyes met inadvertently, and Zhou Momo was frozen in place as if he had been cast by a spell.

At the end of the music, the man retracted his sword at the same time, and there was thunderous applause. Zhou Momo regained his senses and wanted to applaud, but he was carrying too many things in his hand. At this moment, he felt his blood was surging and burning.

This man is definitely hot!I didn't expect to be bumped into by him today!Seeing the man walking backstage, Zhou Momo went to the exit of the backstage to guard in advance.

Wen Baiyu felt the real applause and appreciation from the audience, but for some reason, no one was throwing rewards. He just thought that he was not talented enough. When he walked to the backstage, he clasped his fists to the two staff members: "The sound of the flute is melodious and lingering, echoing continuously. , excellent, but unfortunately..." I don't deserve it.

Before the staff had time to say anything, Wen Baiyu left quickly.

The reason why he didn't go directly off the stage was purely because there were too many people in the audience and there was no place to stay.

When Wen Baiyu walked to the entrance, he saw a thin, round-faced young man who looked at him very eagerly.

There was no aura on the other side, no threat, Wen Baiyu wanted to walk sideways, but the other side moved to block him.

Wen Baiyu stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Momo took out his business card and handed it over. His round face showed a row of white teeth and said, "Hello, my name is Zhou Momo. This is my business card."

Wen Baiyu didn't take it, he looked down and saw the words written on the small piece of paper: "Zhou Momo."

"The point is my profession. I'm the manager of an entertainment company." Seeing that the other party didn't accept the business card, Zhou Momo thought that the other party didn't believe it. "You can go online to check, I'm not a liar."

Wen Boyu skipped the words he didn't understand, and only answered clearly: "What does it matter to me whether you are a liar or not?"

Zhou Momo doesn't go around in circles with him, he urgently needs an artist with potential to avoid being abandoned by the company, he said eagerly: "Your figure and appearance are very suitable to be a star, as long as you join the company, we will have excellent resources to cultivate You, when the time comes, there will be more than just those people who will come to see your performance."

What is a star?Wen Boyu lowered his eyes in thought. He didn't want to be noticed by other people. Even though the people here didn't practice spiritual energy and looked vulnerable, he never underestimated anyone.

"What do you get from being a star?" Wen Baiyu asked.

"What do you get... Of course, fame and fortune! There are a lot of fans calling for you every day and crazy about you." Zhou Momo said.

Fame and fortune.Wen Boyu's heart moved, this is what he needs now, he said: "I can promise you, but I need you to find a place for me."

Zhou Momo scratched his head, thinking that the other party is really into the show, talking like an ancient man, it seems that he can develop into the entertainment industry in the future, he said: "There is no room in the company dormitory, so, you live in my house first."

In fact, it was because he was on the verge of being fired, he was not qualified to arrange a dormitory for Wen Baiyu, and he was afraid that the other party would reject him after knowing the truth.

Wen Baiyu nodded, he cupped his fists and said, "I'm Wen Baiyu."

"I think we are about the same age, I'm 27, how about you?" Zhou Momo couldn't tell Wen Baiyu's age, he looked young from the skin, but the other person's temperament was very mature.

Wen Baiyu saw that people in this world didn't live long, so he said, "Three years older than you."

"30? Can't tell, then I have to call you brother, you can call me Mo." Zhou Momo said, "Brother Wen has been a martial artist since elementary school, right now, few stars can match your skill .”

Wen Baiyu lowered his eyes: "Well, thank you."

Zhou Momo looked at his watch and asked him: "It's already here, Brother Wen, are you hungry? I'll treat you to dinner."

Wen Baiyu just ate a few corn buns to satisfy his hunger, but now he feels tired and hungry after swinging a sword with a mortal body for less than a stick of incense. He thought he accepted Zhou Momo's invitation, so he didn't refuse the other party's invitation.

"Then I would be more respectful than obedient."

Zhou Momo lifted the bag: "Let's go!"

The driver waited for a long time at the gate of Manzhan, and saw Zhou Momo open the car door and said, "Why did it take so long?"

Zhou Momo wiped off his sweat and said, "Don't mention it, my legs are sore in line, but I have found a future star! I am not far from the title of gold medal agent!"

The driver ruthlessly punctured his fantasy: "You said the same thing last time, but as a result, the artist was exposed as a scandal, which led to being hidden by the company, and it also caused you to deduct wages."

"The past is gone with the wind, and now a new future is unfolding!" Zhou Momo was full of confidence.

The driver found that he had indeed swept away the previous haze, and saw Wen Baiyu standing outside the car with outstanding temperament and asked, "Is he the future star you found?"

"That's right." Zhou Momo probed from the co-pilot and said, "Brother Wen, get in the car."

Wen Baiyu looked at the car, it was a carriage used by another world, but he had noticed just now that there were no horses here, and it was different from them driving the aura Yujian to fly, what kind of energy did this car use to move?

Wen Baiyu didn't allow himself to show his flaws, he observed carefully, imitated Zhou Momo's movement of opening the door, opened the rear door, and sat in the small and dark space.

"Okay, let's go, put on your seat belt." Zhou Momo reminded while putting on his seat belt.

Wen Boyu put it on like a model, and the tight feeling of the seat belt reminded him of the scene when he was attacked by everyone and tied up and escorted.

The dim light inside the car well concealed his pale face.

The driver looked at Wen Baiyu through the rearview mirror while driving, and said, "The person you are looking for this time is really not bad."

Zhou Momo raised his chin and said proudly: "That's right, my vision is naturally becoming more and more precise."

Probably thinking that the previous artist had misjudged him, he didn't dare to be crazy enough to say that he picked a new star who was one in a billion, although he thought so in his heart.

Wen Boyu was glad that they didn't pull him to chat, he turned his head and looked out the car window to see the scene outside, the people coming and going were all strange things that he couldn't understand.

Anxiety and apprehension enveloped his heart, even though he had a sword in his hand, it was not a last resort, and he didn't want to use it to hurt others.

But since he couldn't die, he wanted to live a good life.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Zhou Momo took the first step to unbuckle the seat belt before the car stopped, and opened the door to go out after parking.

Wen Boyu couldn't see how he unbuckled his seat belt. When he was groping, the driver said, "Why don't you get out of the car? I have to park over there."

Time is running out.Wen Baiyu pursed his lips, and slowly drew his sword, the blade gave off a faint cold light.

Then Wen Baiyu opened the car door and came out, and Zhou Momo led him into the hotel.

The driver then went to the garage to park, and while reversing, he saw through the rearview mirror that the rear seat belt had been disconnected.

"The quality of the seat belt is so poor, I have to complain." The driver muttered dissatisfied.

The author has something to say: Wen Boyu: Swords cannot hurt people, but they can be used to cut seat belts.