In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

After struggling in this industry for ten years, all of Cheng Xiangdong's hard work has paid off, especially in the past few years, his relationship with Han Jiamu has become more and more sweet, and has reached the point where they are inseparable. Being fed dog food.

The 33-year-old Cheng Xiangdong is more attractive than the 23-year-old. Although he is no longer a fresh meat, he is becoming more and more mature, and the speed of absorbing rice is amazing.

Ever since the relationship between Cheng Xiangdong and Han Jiamu was exposed, two more people joined together to open a studio. They are in a state of rising all the way, and it is hard to say who is prosperous. Anyway, the careers of the two have been booming in the past few years. , Win prizes and get soft hands, make money and make people jealous.

Cheng Xiangdong's workload has increased dramatically in the past year. At the end of the year, Han Jiamu's face is dark. Putting in some water can be used as ink.

The new assistant hurriedly pushed open the door of the meeting room, opened his mouth and shouted, "Boss, the program team called and said Brother Cheng passed out."

Han Jiamu was stunned for a moment, then stood up and left, leaving a group of people in the conference room dumbfounded.

The boss panicked.

Seeing Han Jiamu's ferocious expression, the little assistant was so frightened that his legs went limp, so he quickly hid aside and watched him stride away.

"Sen, Sen, Sen, Brother Sen, boss..."

Liu Sensen patted the little assistant on the shoulder, turned his head and waved to the crowd, "Go and do what you should do, wait until Brother Han comes back."

And here, the people in the "Here Comes the Goddess" program team were almost scared to death by Cheng Xiangdong who suddenly fainted. Who would have thought that the person who was chatting with the host on the stage would faint as soon as he said it, and there was even a slight omen None, the host almost knelt on the ground in shock.

But he was dizzy and woke up very quickly. The person in charge of the program team contacted the studio, and Cheng Xiangdong woke up there.

In the past few days, he had a premonition that he might be sick. He thought it was a headache, but he didn't expect to faint.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, it wasn't hot.

"Brother Cheng, I beg you, Brother Cheng, can we stop working so hard." The assistants who followed him were newly recruited by the studio. Originally, he didn't want to bring so many assistants, but Han Jiamu said he was busy. He can't take care of himself when he gets up, and he doesn't feel relieved if he doesn't bring a few more assistants to take care of him, so he compromises.

The one who spoke was Liu Yang, who was a little older among the several assistants, and he usually did most of the work of persuading Cheng Xiangdong.

Cheng Xiangdong was very helpless, and waved his hand to signal him to help himself up first.

As a result, he felt dizzy when he just sat up, and even though he had put powder on his face before recording the show, he couldn't hide his ugly face.

The staff of the program group knocked on the door when they heard the sound in the room and came in to see. Seeing that he had woken up, he patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. Later, he might feel that his actions were a bit too exaggerated, and his face was a little embarrassed, and asked : "How is Brother Cheng, are you all right?"

"It's okay, you can continue recording." Two-thirds of the program has been recorded, and there is still a small part to be recorded.

The staff member nodded, turned and left, and went to find the director.

The few assistants who heard what he said frowned, with worry in their eyes.

Cheng Xiangdong raised his hand and patted his face lightly, stood up and smiled at the few people: "It's okay, the recording will be over soon."

As a result, Han Jiamu appeared in the filming room in a cold suit, looking at Cheng Xiangdong on the stage, he could stare with ice picks in his eyes.

The audience in the hall were worried about Cheng Xiangdong's physical condition, but then they felt a little cold.

"Is the air conditioner not turned on in this shed?" A Dong Fan asked his companion in a low voice, and rubbed his arms.

Her companion's eyes were sharper than hers, and after scanning the scene, she saw a tall and ruthless man standing there with his arms crossed and his chest exuding black air in the corner.

His eyes widened, his hands trembled, and he grabbed his companion and tugged hard, "Look, that's Han Jiamu! Right, I read it right!"

"Where?" The little girl who said she was cold just now was shaken by her dragging body, turned her head to look over, but didn't see it.

"Just in the corner over there, I told you that you should change your glasses, don't you listen, it's the first time I saw Han Jiamu live, do you think he came here because Dongdong fainted, his face is so pale , very angry."

The two little girls gathered together to mutter, and many people also spotted Han Jiamu's figure, but no one dared to go over to provoke him, and the people who were sitting closer to him all moved away in unison. move.

It's so cold.

And Cheng Xiangdong on the stage is persevering with the greatest perseverance at the moment, I always feel that I may faint again when I say the next sentence.

Fortunately, the host also saw his reluctance and hurriedly ended the topic.

Cheng Xiangdong got up and bowed to the audience with a smile on his face. After saying goodbye, he turned and walked backstage.

Han Jiamu raised his legs to follow, ignoring a group of excited crowd who found him.

He walked fast, while Cheng Xiangdong walked slowly, so when Cheng Xiangdong just stepped down the steps, he had already reached out and picked him up from behind.

Cheng Xiangdong, who was startled, turned his face to look over, and when he saw that it was him, he felt relieved and exhaled.

"Dizziness, nausea, legs are weak, I may be sick."

Han Jiamu glanced at the surprised staff and ignored them. He carried him to the lounge and cursed, "You deserve it for not taking your medicine in the morning."

"Yeah, take me home quickly, I'm really dizzy." After speaking, she tilted her head against her man's chest and fainted.