I take Meng 1 script to guide the old attack of abstinence [Transmigration Book]

The next day, at the breakfast table.While drinking oatmeal, Jiang Yang rubbed his head with his fingertips from time to time, complaining that the back of his head hurts.Tan Yi turned to look at him and asked, "Nervous headache?"

"It's not like that. Maybe it's because I didn't sleep honestly. I hit it." Jiang Yang swallowed the porridge and held his chin to recall, "Last night I dreamed about a hooligan who wanted to take advantage of me. I fought hard to keep my innocence. Probably in the dream He moved too violently and knocked on the head of the bed."

Tan Yi: "..."

"Hey, don't tell me, that hooligan seems to be about the same height as you!"

Tan Yi: "..."

After a while, Jiang Yang finished drinking the oatmeal, put down the bowl, moved towards the man like a little cat, and hummed softly, "Mr. President, rub it for me."

The man froze for a moment, his eyes fixed on the white rabbit's face, and paused for a few seconds.

"The hooligans are bullying your husband..." Jiang Yang blinked, and then tugged Tan Yi's sleeve lightly.

But he found that after saying this sentence, the other party's face changed inexplicably.

"Don't knead, ask a doctor to help you." Tan Yi dropped this sentence in a deep voice, and went out before finishing the porridge.

Jiang Yang stared fixedly at his back, wondering: "What's going on! Did I say something wrong?"

The "Star Champion" kickboxing semi-final is scheduled for this Sunday night.From Wednesday to Friday, all artists in the fighting group will have three days of special training in fighting skills.One is to prepare for the more intense and cruel semi-finals, and the other is to facilitate the shooting of more tidbits for publicity.

The special training coach is a first-level athlete of the national team. He is serious and will not show mercy to all artists.The tasks assigned to them are relatively heavy.

Over the past two days, he had them train all the fighting skills used in the regular season, from jab, block and counterattack, sweeping techniques to combined punches and kicks, and also conducted several group confrontation exercises. .

In the two-person confrontation, Jiang Yang's partner was mostly Qin Yue, and he had partnered with others once or twice, and the only one who hadn't fought was Cheng Xiguo.

Friday is the last special training, and the semi-finals will be broadcast live on Sunday night. Artists need to save some energy to play.

After hitting the last set of drumstick targets, several people were so tired that they straightened up their dead bodies on the floor, panting heavily.

"I, I have the illusion of preparing for MMA."

"I regret it. Doesn't basketball burn? Doesn't it explode in sprinting? Isn't swimming handsome? Why did I have a brain to fight freely?"

"Every time after special training, I have to eat two extra bowls of rice, and the manager's 40-meter sword is already on the way."

Jiang Yang quietly listened to the teasing of the group, and laughed along with them.After a while, Qin Yue finished recording the single interview and returned to the training ground of the fighting group.Everyone didn't bother to move, they all waved and greeted him while lying on their backs.The great film king glanced at the people lying on the ground, then looked to the side, and finally walked up to Jiang Yang and sat down; "What are you talking about, so happy."

Jiang Yang pulled his lips, and handed him the sponsor's drink: "Let's talk about jokes."

"Hey, what I said is true, the manager is really going to kill me with a knife." The little comedian with two bowls of rice gritted his teeth and supported his arms, turning over from the floor and getting up.

"Treasure the days of fighting each other. After Sunday, most of the people here have been eliminated."

This is true.After the semi-finals, only 4 people can enter the finals.Others can only meet again next season.

Everyone was sad for a while, and followed this topic to discuss tomorrow night's live broadcast.

Jiang Yang looked up at the time, and was just about to get up to change clothes, when suddenly, Qin Yue beside him helped him by the shoulders, his eyes fixed on his forehead: "Your forehead belt is crooked."

Jiang Yang was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, Qin Yue stretched out his hand to help him straighten the forehead band between his hair.

"Thank you." He lightly pulled the corners of his lips, subconsciously moving his body backwards.

There was a moment of silence in the air. After a while, Qin Yue cleared his throat and continued: "Are you going to be in the modeling circle forever? I have a few friends who were born as models, and later moved to the film and television industry. I have no other intentions." , That is, I happen to be free today, so I can chat with you casually."

Jiang Yang raised his eyelids slightly, thought for a while, looked at him and replied: "If there is a good opportunity, I naturally hope to transform."

This is the truth. In the original world, he was a young martial artist, and acting is what he really loves and is good at. At the age of 19, he won the best supporting actor award, and he can be regarded as a talented actor.

In fact, at the moment, if he really wants to act, it's easy.Tan Yi's Star Media is definitely a top backer. This year, several S-level film and television projects have landed.

However, Jiang Yang doesn't want to bother him yet.He didn't know how to open this mouth.Moreover, it always feels a little strange to be signed as an artist under the hands of my wife.From time to time, he would think of the setting in Danmei Entertainment's article where the president attacks X stars.

He is not a star.He is attacking!

"Actually, your appearance is very good. I think the film and television industry may be more suitable for you." Qin Yue kept looking at him while speaking, with a very serious expression on his face, not like he was joking.

Jiang Yang scratched his hair and was about to say something when suddenly the director of the show came in and called all the artists to gather for the semi-finals tomorrow night.

The parchment rolls with numbers written on them were neatly arranged in a row.Everyone stepped forward to draw one by one, and the same number was drawn as a group, that is, two people who will be opponents tomorrow night.

Jiang Yang smoked after Qin Yue. After opening his parchment roll, he saw a bold number "1" printed on it.

He is the first group.

At this moment, he heard Cheng Xiguo yelling on the other side: "Who is 1, is there a 1? Where is the other 1?"

Ha ha.

The "evil fate" in this world is really a coincidence.

Jiang Yang lifted his chin and said expressionlessly: "I am 1."

There seemed to be a silent gunpowder gas surging in the air.The two "1"s held their pockets with both hands, stared into each other's eyes and walked towards each other. In a few short steps, they walked out of the incompatible pace.

When he got closer, Cheng Xiguo raised one corner of his mouth, showing a hint of disdain, completely arrogant.Jiang Yang didn't have any superfluous expressions, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and compelling.

"Hey, I never dreamed that I would be assigned to the death group." Cheng Xiguo folded his arms and raised his eyebrows provocatively, completely forgetting the painful experience of the shoulder fall before, "What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? What, Murphy's Law may be late, but never absent."

"..." Jiang Yang stared at his frightened appearance, and a lot of question marks appeared in his heart - what kind of cultivation level can create such a rare sand sculpture.

He is really a battle sculpture among sand sculptures, and ordinary people can't achieve his level in sand sculptures.

“你要不要现在求我，好好求求我，或许我会跟拳头商量，明晚不把你揍得过于乱套。”程希果边说边掰了掰指关节，发出一声清脆无比的“咔嚓”声.

Jiang Yang smiled shortly, crossed his arms, and raised his chin at him: "You're so good at talking, why didn't we see you in the Beijing Olympics."

Cheng Xiguo rolled his eyes, pondered for a while, and replied solemnly: "During the Beijing Olympics, I was still receiving compulsory education!"

I go……

Jiang Yang pinched his brows, completely speechless, feeling that it would be a waste to say one more sentence.

What kind of education is taught, this buddy is simply a fish that slipped through the net of compulsory education.

On Saturday morning, Sheng Tan Group Building.

The elevator stopped for a moment on the fourth floor, and then went all the way up.There were two men standing in the spacious space, one of them was Cheng Xiguo, and the other was his manager.

They came to Xingchen Media to negotiate a contract. Previously, Cheng Xiguo's agent had spent a lot of effort and finally helped him get the male second audition for a certain Xingchen drama. The director had already passed, and this time he came to negotiate a contract.

In the elevator, Cheng Xiguo, who was leaning on the railing, kept his head down and swiped Weibo. When he glanced at the hot search page, his eyes froze, and then he threw out two words angrily: "Fuck."

The agent looked at his mobile phone, paused for two seconds, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Qin Yue's hot search? Isn't that very common."

"It's common for Qin Yue. But it's not common for him to tie other people's hair ties." Cheng Xiguo's face showed disgust and unwillingness. Looking at the photo, he became angry, and his fingers seemed to have a grudge against it. , It's about to poke a hole.

The agent took his mobile phone and took another look carefully. On the screen was Qin Yue and a beautiful boy he didn't know.

He scratched his chin, thoughtfully: "Hey, this guy called Jiang Yang is a little bit interesting. I'll take advantage of being unknown, so I can catch the actor's attention when I come up." After he finished speaking, he glanced at the people beside him, and sighed softly. "I advised you not to announce your love affair at the beginning, but you didn't listen. After all, your little boyfriend is not an insider after all, showing affection can't stir up too much water, and speculation in CP is limited..."

Cheng Xiguo stopped talking, bit his lips and stared at the elevator on the 20th floor. After a while, he clenched his fingers and spat fiercely: "It's so hateful, how can there be such a hateful person? It's not about hugging the thigh , just rubbing hot searches, Jiang Yang, that little boy, why is he so hated!"

Almost at the same moment, the elevator door opened, and two men in suits and leather shoes appeared outside the door.

One is gentle and respectful standing aside, the other is cold and abstinent, with both hands in the pockets of his trousers, sharp eyebrows slightly drooping, and a powerful aura that attracts people.

Wang Peng glanced into the elevator, took a step forward, and stretched out his arm to block the door, signaling the big boss to go in.Tan Yi raised his eyelids slightly, walked into the elevator, and glanced at Cheng Xiguo expressionlessly.

The moment the elevator door opened, he heard Cheng Xiguo's last words, among which the word "Jiang Yang" was heard even more clearly.