I already have your child in my stomach [entertainment circle]

At the beginning of the creation of the world, the Chuangshi God created all things. He created flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and trees, making the world full of colors and vitality.

But due to his inexperience and inexperienced skills at the beginning, the first thing he created was like fog but not fog, like air but not air.

Although it was a failure, it was the first thing that existed in the world after all. It had an abnormal aura and gradually gained its own consciousness. It took the shape of a creator god and transformed into a human form, becoming the world's first spirit monster.

He wandered between heaven and earth, watching the trees bearing fruit, insects and fish giving birth, everything except himself had offspring, and he was at a loss: Why am I the only one who has no offspring?

He went to Chuangshishen, and Chuangshishen was ashamed of him, and it was his first work, which was very commemorative, so he promised him the right to have offspring, and named him Fuyao after his own surname.

But Fu Yao is too unique and useless, and it is useless to breed too many offspring, so the God of Creation planned to create a partner for him, one-on-one, perfect.

However, only halfway through the creation, his deadly enemy, the Dark God, came to make trouble to defeat him and occupy the world. The Creator God had no choice but to stand up to fight, and died together with the Dark God.The God of Creation made the world a better place, and the God of Darkness made the world have a dark side. So far, black and white, yin and yang, everything has opposite sides.

Fu Yao waited and waited, but the descendants did not wait for it, but waited for the news that the Creator God dedicated himself to the world. He watched human beings spread all over the earth, and the gods went down to the mortal world every now and then.

Because of his seniority, gods and ghosts respect and love him as a creator god, and he does not want to contact mortals with extremely short lifespans, so that even if he knows the way of yin and yang, no one dares to work with him on how to master children.

Living is really boring, being single is what he thinks.

So he chose to sleep, hoping that when he woke up, he could see the Creator God resurrected and explain why he treated him like this.

***

If a person is talented, he can be selected to make a movie even if he plays a stage play.

Looking at the personable and gentle man in front of him who claimed to be a famous producer, Ruan Xiaoxi was a little sad.

It is time to make a fateful choice whether to dedicate oneself to literature or go to show business.

My own radiance is really not covered by the heavy makeup on the stage.

"I think your performance perfectly fits the setting of this character." The producer smiled, "If you can't act, it will be the biggest regret in my producer career. And," he changed the subject, looking at Ruan Xiaoxi's There was some sympathy and understanding in his eyes, "Your family... the situation is quite difficult, right? The next younger sister is still in high school, and the upper brother is in poor health. He relies on farming to support the family. You may need money for acting."

Ruan Xiaoxi was a little surprised, and nodded: "How do you know about my family's situation?"

"Your director talked to me, I want to get to know you." The producer said, "Then, what do you think?"

People have talked to this point, and it is unreasonable to refuse, Ruan Xiaoxi readily agreed: "Okay, but my acting is not good, you can't attack me, because I have a glass heart, whoever attacks me, I will be angry. After thinking for a while, he added, "No one can kill me, not even the director or the star."

"Don't worry, acting skills are all practiced. When there is no newcomer." The producer agreed without thinking, and said, "No one will kill you."

Ruan Xiaoxi said: "Then you make written evidence."

Producer:"?"

Ruan Xiaoxi took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "I say you write: I, Yang Le, swear here that I will never say a single word to Ruan Xiaoxi, not even the entire crew, and if I break my oath, I will not do so for life. Signed, dated."

Yang Le's complexion was not good: "Don't lift for life? What the hell? Get another one."

Ruan Xiaoxi asked back: "Are you pandering on the surface, but thinking about breaking your oath in your heart? Otherwise, why would you care about the result?"

"This is so vulgar..."

"Excuses, they are all excuses!" Ruan Xiaoxi covered his chest with his left hand, pointed at him with trembling fingers, and said with a painful face, "You just want to lie to me!"

Yang Le: "...Speak well, what do you look like." He seems to have provoked some extraordinary people.

"Did you still praise my acting skills just now?" Ruan Xiaoxi asked sadly, his performance on stage was like this, "I knew..."

A ringtone interrupted the conversation between the two of them. Yang Le picked up the phone, and hung up after a few impatient "hmm", not wanting to entangle Ruan Xiaoxi anymore: "Okay, I'll write. Follow me after finishing writing Have a meal."

It was already six o'clock in the evening, Ruan Xiaoxi put his hands on his stomach and pressed it happily, "What do you want to eat?"

"Don't worry about what to eat during the dinner, I guarantee you have never seen anything before." Yang Le couldn't be more polite to this college student.

The two drove to the hotel. On the way, Yang Le revealed to the ignorant college student who was abducted by him: "Like acting?"

Ruan Xiaoxi replied simply: "I like it!"

"Do you want to have good resources in the future?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to act whatever you want?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to make a lot of money?"

"miss you!"

"If you want something, you have to pay the price." Yang Le looked deeply at the traffic ahead, "In this circle, the water is always deeper than you imagined. If you want to get ahead, you have to work hard. Do you understand?"

Ruan Xiaoxi also imitated him: "Could it be...you want me to engage in unspoken rules?"

Yang Le laughed "heh" and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses: "Do you know what unspoken rules are?"

"I understand, hold your thighs." Ruan Xiaoxi said, "I already have plans to dedicate myself to acting!"

...the consciousness is so high.

But why did he just feel that something was wrong?

"That's fine, let's go to please a big boss, and he has taken a fancy to you. If you want the wind, you want the rain."

***

"That's about it." The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes had a red face and seemed to be in a happy mood. He talked a lot, and finally drank a sip of tea to soothe his throat and concluded, "If you don't understand anything, just ask Xiao Gao. I believe you can adapt to today's world in a day or two."

"Hmm." Fu Yao showed no expression. With his slender index finger, he casually picked up a stack of documents on the table, glanced at them, couldn't understand, and then turned to the other party, "I have only slept for 4000 years, and you have changed a lot, Huai Ming. .”

"4000 years is still a long time." Huai Ming said with a smile, "It's my fault that I'm too greedy for the world of mortals, I don't take care of myself, and I have delayed my ascension until now." He sighed, "It was a waste of the advice you gave me before."

Fu Yao raised his head and looked out of the window: "It's getting late, you should ascend earlier and ignore me."

"I wish you a good time." Huai Ming smiled, "The mortal world is very interesting."

His figure gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a white light and rushed towards the sky.

Fu Yao sat down and slowly looked through the documents Huai Ming had left for him.

"These are all the things Mr. Huai Ming left to you, including the two listed companies..." Xiao Gao, the secretary at the side, peeped at Fu Yao's expression, and explained carefully. Miscellaneous, but there are dedicated people to take care of it, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

This person who only lives in myths and legends is worthy of being the second person who created the world. He has a perfect face and figure, but every part is as if carved with a knife. It doesn't seem very easy to get along with, which makes him, a little monster, frightened.

Fu Yao still said "Yes", put the document aside, and said calmly: "I don't understand, maybe I need a teacher."

Xiao Gao tentatively asked: "What kind of teacher do you need? Language? Writing? Finance?"

Fu Yao thought for a while and said, "All of them."

One of each...

Maybe the other party was too imposing, and Xiao Gao, the perfect male secretary, couldn't even speak.

Fu Yao tapped his fingers on the table casually: "It's time to rest at sunset, now?"

Xiao Gao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Modern nightlife is very colorful, ten o'clock is the normal sleep time, and then there are many things to do, such as eating."

Fu Yao nodded: "Then eat."

Xiao Gao hesitated and said: "Master Huai Ming invested in a TV series before, and made an appointment with the producer for dinner tonight. I wonder if you are willing..."

"Since we have made an appointment, let's go." Fu Yao said, "You can't break your promise."

The author has something to say:

Dig a hole secretly in the middle of the night, waiting for the first person who is destined.