After being reborn, he was targeted by the scumbag's white moonlight

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"presumptuous!"

"Father—"

The prince played by Wen Yao knelt down in panic, his knees touched the ground, and he was in pain for an instant. Afraid of revealing his expression, he hurriedly lowered his head.

However, Bai Yuman had already found out, he took the initiative to yell "Ka", and turned his head to look at Wen Yao indifferently:

"What are you doing? What's that look?"

Wen Yao knelt on the ground, his knees hurt so badly that he couldn't even kneel down. He lowered his head, trying to endure the pain, and said in a trembling voice:

"I'm sorry, Teacher Bai, I'm not in a good state."

Everyone around looked at them.

However, Bai Yuman's attitude did not soften at all. On the delicate and handsome face, a pair of black eyes were cold:

"Then you just kneel here and look for your status."

After speaking, he pulled away and left.

The people around all looked at him in surprise, and then at Wen Yao, but Bai Yuman was too big, they didn't dare to plead for Wen Yao.

They had no choice but to separate and do what they should do.

Wen Yao knelt there, not even daring to lift his head - he was in too much pain, feeling wronged in his heart, his eyes were hot and wet, tears blurred his vision, and soon flowed down his cheeks.

He didn't know what happened to Bai Yuman recently, why he suddenly ignored him, and now he was bullying him again.

All he knew was that he was in so much pain, the pain was unbearable, there seemed to be densely packed needles under his knees, piercing him one after another, the heart-pounding pain rose from his knees, the pain made him hot and cold, and his back tingled. Layers of sweat.

Today is a cloudy day, the cloudy day in early winter is extremely cold, the studio is breezy, and the palace buildings in the film and television city in the distance have gray walls and black tiles, lifeless, looking more and more bleak and lonely.

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, Wen Yao's tears also ran out, and the pain on his knee became more and more severe, like a cold awl stabbing his bones fiercely one after another.

His body trembled unconsciously.

No, it hurts too much.

Kneeling down again, he suspected that his knee was going to fail.

His knees can't be broken, he still needs to act, earn a lot of money, and eat a lot of delicious food... It's okay if he doesn't have to act in this play, he can find other plays.

He slowly tilted his body down, propped his sweaty hands on the ground, put all his body strength on his thighs and buttocks, and pulled out his legs little by little.

But he had been kneeling for too long, his legs were numb, and he felt numb and painful when he moved.

Bai Yuman, who was resting at the side, saw that he seemed to be slacking off, so he couldn't help but glance at Fei Shi.

It took time to startle, and then looked at the Wen Yao over there, which was obviously too much to bear, and thought, is my ancestor going to spare Wen Yao?Can he step down and let himself "pardon" him?

"Young Master Bai, do you think Xiaowen has been kneeling for a long time? Why don't I ask him to get up and rest?" He asked uncertainly.

The main thing is that I dare not make up my own mind. If I make a mistake, I will be the one who is unlucky.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yuman's eyes turned cold, and she looked at him: "Huh?"

Fei Shi suddenly understood that his ancestor asked Wen Yao to kneel down.

He hurried over and whispered to Wen Yao who was slowly sitting down:

"Xiao Wen—why don't you kneel down a little longer? Teacher Bai is in a bad mood recently, just let him vent his anger. I'll buy you milk tea later."

Wen Yao was delighted to see that someone finally paid attention to him, but after listening to Fei Shi, he told him to continue kneeling, and his bright eyes suddenly darkened again:

"But...but I didn't do anything wrong? Why does my brother want me to kneel all the time?"

This question is too time-consuming to answer.

Wen Yao must have done something to make Bai Yuman unhappy, but he didn't know what it was.

"Xiao Wen, don't ask why, just kneel, or else, or Mr. Bai is not happy, and you are the one who suffers."

Wen Yao said, "But my knee hurts so much, please help me beg my brother to stop kneeling, okay?"

He sat on the ground, with his sharp little face up, his big eyes were red with tears, and there were messy tear stains on his cheeks, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Fei Shi felt that he was too squeamish, so he cried like this after kneeling for a while, so he coaxed him and said, "Be good, kneel for a while, it doesn't matter, brother Fei Shi will intercede for you."

Wen Yao sobbed, had no choice but to grit his teeth, sat up straight again and knelt up, but as soon as his knee touched the ground, a piercing pain pierced his body instantly, he cried out "ah", and fell down on the ground on the ground.

There was a cold, unfamiliar dusty smell on the ground.