The natural stay of the Great God's family [Entertainment]

I heard that CTY has changed a group of young people to supervise, but I didn't expect it to be so young, and... Cheng Minghao looked up and down at the man whose legs were shaking like a pile driver, no matter how he looked at it, he was unreliable. Can CTY be revived?It would be nice not to lead CTY to destruction.

"I know what you're thinking," Zhu Yucheng folded his legs, leaned halfway to face Cheng Minghao, tapped the table lightly with one hand, and his eyes suddenly burst into an unusually sharp light, "You're thinking that a fool like me, Can be the director of CTY? It's funny. Isn't it?"

Cheng Minghao was taken aback, Zhu Yucheng was right.

"I can see what everyone is thinking," Zhu Yucheng pointed to his eyes, and Cheng Minghao realized that his pupils were light green, and his appearance was a bit of a mixed race, "Especially you, what do you think? We all know that you are too easy to read, and all emotions are shown on your face and eyes. Tsk tsk tsk, this won’t work, you will be tricked. Your contract with UMK is about to expire. What, are you interested in following me? I'm a fool, I guarantee you will eat delicious and drink spicy food!"

"I can also be popular in UMK..."

"NONONO," Zhu Yucheng said, shaking his fingers, "I can guarantee that in the next period of time, you will not eat well and drink well, and you will have the idea of ​​terminating the contract before it expires."

Knowing such a future, Cheng Minghao felt a little angry: "If you are here to tell fortunes or poach people, please forgive me for not accompanying me."

"I'm telling the truth, heh heh heh, I just said that you have everything on your face written on your face, you want to get angry, don't you think I'm talking nonsense?" Zhu Yucheng shrugged indifferently, "Look at you like this, You still don’t know what’s going on in China, huh, watch it for yourself, and you’ll know why I said that after reading it.” Zhu Yucheng threw the phone on the table, motioned Cheng Minghao to watch it with his chin, and raised his feet leisurely I drank coffee.

Cheng Minghao took a closer look, and the unknown fire suddenly burned to the top of his head, ready to turn into a fire!

"Song Jinghuai beat Liu Chen because he was dissatisfied with Liu Chen stealing Cheng Minghao's limelight!"

Pictured: Song Jinghuai looked angry and punched Liu Chen with his fist. Liu Chen seemed powerless, leaned back slightly, and turned his right face to the other side of the camera, as if he had been hit in the face.

点开新闻视频，刘陈欠揍的侧脸就霸占了整个手机屏幕，右脸颊上有很深的红印，明显有肿胀感，他的经纪人拿手想挡住镜头，但显然没用。

Reporters from various news media interviewed Liu Chen what was going on and what was the cause of the incident. With a painful expression on his face, Liu Chen asked the reporters not to ask any more questions. Everyone was at fault for this matter. It was his fault for being a junior. I hope Please don't make trouble for Song Jinghuai again.

Fog Grass!I can't tell that Liu Chen still has talent for acting. His words are so smooth and vague. It seems that every sentence is defending Song Jinghuai, but every word reveals that Song Jinghuai bullies him by relying on his senior status. He is so pitiful that he dare not scold him. Coupled with his innocent and aggrieved expression of white lotus, it's a waste for him not to be the actor!

"What's going on!" Cheng Minghao was furious, and the hand holding the phone quickly burst into veins. If it was Liu Chen's head in his hand, he would definitely crush it.

Song Jinghuai is a loose person and doesn't care about anything. It is absolutely impossible to beat someone because of this kind of thing!It could only be that Liu Chen did something to make Song Jinghuai angry, and it happened to be photographed by the media.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, sit down and talk about it, others are watching." Zhu Yucheng smiled and pulled Cheng Minghao to sit down, carefully rescued his mobile phone, and immediately changed his face and touched the mobile phone baby, "Damn it, what's the matter?" Don't vent your anger on my phone, this is a limited edition gift from my wife!"

"What the hell is going on!" Cheng Minghao was furious.

"Why are you yelling at me?" Zhu Yucheng also became angry, "I'm just an outsider, and I don't understand shit. I want to know that you asked your client and your agent. This happened two days ago. Your manager didn't even tell you that I wanted to see you, but he still stopped me from seeing you, look at you, tsk tsk."

It turned out that the person Lu Xiao said he couldn't meet was Zhu Yucheng.

Cheng Minghao felt his face hurt.

If he hadn't met Zhu Yucheng tonight, he would have been kept in the dark by his trusty manager!

After bidding farewell to Zhu Yucheng, Cheng Minghao hurried back to find Lu Xiao.

"Something happened to Song Jinghuai, why didn't you tell me!"

Lu Xiao seemed to have known about Song Jinghuai for a long time, and calmly poured a glass of water and handed it to Cheng Minghao: "I think I have told you many times, I am just your manager, not Song Jinghuai, and he will tell you everything if anything happens to you." It doesn't matter to me. What's more, you are acting as an endorser now, so you should devote yourself to your work wholeheartedly and should not be affected in any way."

"Work?!" Cheng Minghao roared angrily, "My friend had an accident, how can I still work!"

"Even if you don't want to work, do you plan to leave your job and return to China now? You have the most important catwalk show tomorrow. If you go, no problem, I won't stop you, and you will pay the liquidated damages yourself. The company and Venus You have to solve it yourself, I don’t care what happens in the future, I will only say that you didn’t listen to my advice and insisted on doing it, and you will bear all the consequences yourself.”

Cheng Minghao clenched his fists tightly, almost wanting to punch Lu Xiao's indifferent face—when he was worried about his friend, he poured cold water on him, and he did something? !

At this time, he remembered the warning Zhu Yucheng gave him.

——"Tsk tsk tsk, if you don't change your temper, it will be over sooner or later. You are so precious to Song Jinghuai, that's why someone attacked Song Jinghuai and wanted to provoke you, do you understand? If you really get angry and do it, go ahead, light reporter The saliva sprayed during the interview will drown you!"

The ghosts guessed that they were coming for him, but he was not by Song Jinghuai's side, so he couldn't help Song Jinghuai. He really wished to turn back time and bring Song Jinghuai to Paris with him.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him, he bid farewell to Lu Xiao, went back to the room, sat on the bed in pain, hugged his head and thought deeply.

He thought of a lot of suitable ways to deal with it, including how to help Song Jinghuai suppress the public opinion, how to restore Song Jinghuai's innocence, but no matter what he did, it was a dead end.

The picture accompanying the news was very ingeniously shot. It happened to be the moment of the beating. During the interview, Liu Chen also showed his swollen left face. All the evidence points to Song Jinghuai. How can you help Song Jinghuai?

Cheng Minghao called Song Jinghuai again, but no one answered.WeChat, no one replied.

The screen of the cold mobile phone gradually went black, and all the news was like a ship caught in a stormy sea, waiting for a gloomy hope in cold despair, but in the end there was no dawn of hope, and it sank to the bottom of the sea with pain.

When he dropped the phone in frustration, the phone rang.

Cheng Minghao answered a call from a stranger without even thinking about it.

"Rat."

A familiar voice interrupted his "Hello", and Cheng Minghao excitedly clenched his phone and shouted: "Song Jinghuai?! Are you okay? Why didn't you answer the phone or reply to WeChat? What did that bastard Liu Chen do again!" The question revealed his worry, and even the time to wait for Song Jinghuai's reply was so long that Cheng Minghao was almost suffocated.

"I'm fine, don't worry. My brother confiscated my phone. He's afraid that if I contact you, you'll get sick and bite someone if you find out."

No, Song Jinghuai is not well at all, Cheng Minghao can clearly hear that, his voice is very weak, even if he is joking, there is no trace of a smile.

Cheng Minghao felt like a needle was being stabbed in his heart, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even make a sound: "Ah Jing, tell me what happened."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and only when Cheng Minghao's heart sank to the bottom did he hear a weaker voice than before.

"I received a message from UMK that day and went to the company..."

The rare and serious voice told the truth of the matter word by word:

It turned out that Song Jinghuai said he had something to do three days ago, and UMK contacted him to help Cheng Minghao prepare the MV for his new single and asked him to go to the company.When I arrived at the lounge designated by the company, I didn't see anyone from the company, but I saw Liu Chen alone. He was careful at the time, and didn't have much contact with Liu Chen, so he wanted to get out of the lounge on the grounds that he was not feeling well.Liu Chen actually stopped him and confessed to him, but he immediately declined. Who knew that Liu Chen was stalking him, refusing to let him go, begging and crying to impress him, and finally came to be tough. Hold him forcibly and want to kiss him!

"Wait a minute." There was a dull voice on the other side of the conversation, and Song Jinghuai had to stop, and then he heard clear words of anger from the phone that the cup was broken, objects were smashed on the ground, and fists were hammered on the wall. sound.

Ten minutes later, accompanied by heavy panting, Cheng Minghao's voice sounded: "Continue."

"I was angry, so I beat him with my hands. Then, a reporter from the media happened to come to the company for an interview, and was led to the lounge to rest, and that scene was filmed."

Cheng Minghao's chest heaved violently a few times, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How many times did you punch him?"

"One punch."

"Liu Chen did it on purpose," Cheng Minghao gripped the phone so hard that he almost crushed it. He really wanted to get angry, and he even wanted to rush back to China and beat Liu Chen until he didn't even know his mother. But Song Jinghuai was not suitable to be there Bearing his anger at this time, he had to restrain himself, restrained, "How could he be alone in the lounge as an artist, and how could it be a coincidence that the media filmed that scene!"

"I know," Song Jinghuai's voice sounded painful, "I was on guard against Liu Chen, so I turned on the phone recording. But the people in the company didn't believe it, saying that the recording was fabricated by me. If I don't compensate Liu Chen for the loss, I called the police. I didn’t want to, so they called the police, and they kept me in the company and refused to let me go. Someone even threatened me to delete the recording. The police and the media came. The media wanted to interview me, but I didn’t say a word. Said, they interviewed Liu Chen, and put Liu Chen’s interview records on the news. After my brother’s lawyer came to negotiate, the police only made a statement for us, and let me leave on the grounds of reaching a settlement. Since then, I have been staying with my brother, who was afraid that I would be hurt by outside news, so he confiscated my mobile phone and forbade me to watch TV or play computer games. Now I am secretly calling you from my assistant's phone while my brother is away."

The truth of the matter came to light, but Cheng Minghao's heart was burning hotter and hotter.

How dirty and disgusting it is for UMK to cover up its artists in disregard of the facts!The consciences of these people have been blown away!

Song Jinghuai hung up the phone because of his brother's return. Before he disconnected in a hurry, he said: "If you have anything to do, you can find Xiao Zhuzi... Oh, it's Zhu Yucheng."

The author has something to say: There was no comment yesterday... I am so tired.Am I writing poorly?Why don't you come out and leave comments... I don't have the motivation to write small theaters without comments...QAQ