I rely on force show to turn over the entertainment circle [Transmigration Book]

In a private clinic, a young and handsome man rested his head on the armrest of the chair with one hand, his eyes were light and lifeless, as if he would leave this world without any regrets in a second.

"The effect of this intervention is a bit worse, the drama is heavy?"

The man raised his head slightly, his long eyebrows were like black ink and his eyes were like stars, his appearance was too handsome.

However, there is a world-weary gloom in the eyes that cannot be ignored, making people feel so depressed that they can't breathe at a glance.

"Suicide."

The psychiatrist Shen Qing frowned slightly, and unconsciously flipped through the patient's medical records with her fingers.

Lu Xianqing, the film king who is in full swing, only has one movie a year, and he doesn't make any more. No matter how good the book is in front of him, he doesn't even read it.

The capital loves and hates him, as long as he is willing to accept it, he will definitely sell well.

Others feel that he is arrogant because of his talents, and the polarization between pink and black is particularly serious. Those who like him can make him a god, and those who hate him can make him a god.

Only Shen Qing knew that it wasn't that he didn't want to take pictures, but that he couldn't do them at all.

Outsiders see him going smoothly, saying that he is a natural actor, but this nature is exchanged with spirit, and he really walks into the character and experiences the character's life.

It takes a long time for Lu Xianqing to get out of each film. For him, the end of a film is the death of a character. He also died once. The more he shoots, the more sick he becomes. Crazy, a walking dead living in this world.

Shen Qing has been his psychiatrist for seven years, but she has not been able to get rid of the gloomy world-weariness in his eyes.

"Look at your hands."

Lu Xianqing stretched out her hand, and there was a scar on the hand that was called the most beautiful in the entertainment industry by fans, and the scab had not yet healed.

He has severe hand control, although at this point he can't hurt his hands.

Shen Qing frowned, "Can't you go into a relationship? As long as you find some fun in life, you won't be weary of the world and want to die all day long. If you continue like this, you will die in the drama."

Lu Xianqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, "What? I don't think it can be cured, and I want to apologize with death or... have you finally been subdued by my charm?" After a pause, the corners of his eyes folded, and he ticked off one enough to make all fans know The ambiguous voice screamed on the spot, "I hate it."

Shen Qing held her breath, pointed at the door, "Get out!"

Lu Xianqing has been in the industry for nine years, and her debut is at her peak.

His name is a mountain that no one can cross.

No one knows that this so-called "Flower of the High Mountain" abstinence actor is actually gloomy and world-weary behind the scenes. He is a crazy critic with a strong desire for control and needs psychological intervention to barely be normal.

He has never been scandalized, and he has never used tape and body protection in passionate scenes with rival actors, and he will not react at all.

There are such "no way" rumors, fans still love him so much, they go around to refute the rumors for him.

"Have you masturbated recently?"

Lu Xianqing turned her head, those indifferent eyes froze for a moment, then shook her head.

Shen Qing frowned, "Aren't you interested in anyone? Aren't you serious about hand control, you can't even find someone with good hands?"

"There is nothing more beautiful than my hand." After a pause, he stretched out his hand and waved it behind him, "Let's go."

This sentence deserves to be beaten by others, but when Lu Xianqing said it, Shen Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Lu Xianqing was so bad-tempered and fell in love. He was afraid that he would either go crazy and imprison him to death, or he would be treated as a psychopath and call the police.

Forget it, for the sake of the rule of law and stability in society, he still doesn't want to fall in love.

Qin Sizheng is going to come back, the entire entertainment circle even Shengyu is not very optimistic about it, but Xu Zhao thinks that he will be able to become popular again, not because of anything else, but because of his eyes.

He has a few marketing accounts with a fairly good relationship, and bought some drafts at his own expense to help him lead the way.

He has been confused like this for the past two years, but the Little Kite_Qin Sizheng website has not been closed, and a girl named Hongxue Feifei has been insisting on updating it.

A sentence will be added below each Weibo, never forgetting.

Hongxue Feifei didn't give up even when he was at his lowest point, the photos were edited beautifully, and the accompanying text was also very distracting, it can be seen that she really likes Qin Sizheng.

Qin Sizheng was very moved when he saw it.

Since fate brought him here to live again in place of "Qin Sizheng", then he will definitely not disappoint those who insist on liking "him" again!

"Brother Xu, can I delete all the previous Weibo?"

Xu Zhao asked the reason, and said happily, "Of course!"

Jiang Xi gave the Weibo account to Qin Sizheng, and after seeing that he cleared it, the new first post reposted Hongxue Feifei's Weibo.

Qin Sizheng: This time, we will grow up together//@红雪霖菲: The galaxy is gone, Qin Zheng complies with the agreement, looking forward to the most dazzling Qin Sizheng on the stage!

Hongxue Feifei cried all night when she saw this retweet, and put Zhang Taoziyan on her private Weibo. The few remaining "little strings" rushed to Qin Sizheng's Weibo, and reposted it one after another: We Accompany Bao to grow up slowly.

Xu Zhao asked Qin Sizheng to take some selfies for Hongxue Feifei to release.

He is not very good at pleasing the camera, Jiang Xi flipped through various tutorials and had a flash of inspiration, "Brother, didn't the fans say that your hands are wasteful to wipe your butt!"

Qin Sizheng: "? Then what are you using to wipe?"

"That's right." Jiang Xi distracted him, and waved his hand for a long time, "No! What I mean is, if you take a picture of grabbing the bed sheet, you want the one that uses a little more force, it's like being overwhelmed That kind, grab the sheets and endure."

Qin Sizheng blushed, and felt very shy just thinking about him, "No, no?"

Jiang Xi sternly refused, "Yes!"

Qin Sizheng: "..."

Jiang Xi spread the bed sheet, messed it up a little, and asked Qin Sizheng to put both hands on it, "Hey brother, you grab your left hand with your right hand, acting like you can't resist being grabbed, you can only grab it. It looks like it’s bearing on the bed sheet. That’s right! After a little more force, the finger bones are stretched and white marks appear, wow!”

Jiang Xi instructed him to change countless gestures, and the result showed a sense of lust, and Qin Sizheng's ears turned red.

"Absolutely, this wave of fans who kill passers-by!"

Qin Sizheng used to fight boxing, surrounded by tough men of steel, and was a little shy when facing this for the first time.

Jiang Xi said again: "Brother, you can take another photo of the red mole on the butterfly bone, and save it for next time."

Qin Sizheng was puzzled: "Huh?"

Jiang Xi made a gesture, "I see that fans say they want to see it. Satisfying fans' wishes is very attractive. If you are shy, you don't have to take off all your clothes, just take off half of your shirt, revealing the butterfly bone on one side, which is faintly visible." kill."

Qin Sizheng took a deep breath, unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his shoulders.

The July sun fell on the white shoulders as if they were covered with golden light. Jiang Xi stretched out his hand and pulled his shirt, "Okay, don't move, brother! It really feels like getting up early after the event, our lsp sisters must like very much!"

Qin Sizheng's legs were trembling nervously. He was not so nervous when he was boxing for the first time. He swallowed his saliva and asked Jiangxi, "Are you done? Is it enough?"

Jiang Xi said, "Immediately, don't move, this angle is absolutely perfect."

Qin Sizheng turned his back to the camera. His boxing habit made him not used to turning his back. He felt a little itchy on his forehead, so he stretched out his hand to touch it.

Jiang Xi pressed the shutter at this moment.

This moment freezes, the slender arms are half covered with the shirt, and the almost transparent fabric adds a hint of desire, and the butterfly bone moves, and the red mole seems to be a butterfly weeping blood.

Attractive to lick.

Jiang Xi didn't know how to edit the picture, so he directly sent it to Hongxue Feifei.

She was excited and replied in seconds, "The treasure is actually open for business, and my mother is consummated. I will publish the picture tonight! Guaranteed to repair until both humans and gods fall!"

She did what she said, and quickly handed over the picture to Qin Sizheng for review.

Not as naked desire as he imagined, but more of a pure and inexperienced desire, Qin Sizheng thanked her with reddish ears, saying that she had worked hard.

Hongxue Feifei almost cried again when she heard this sentence, she finally recovered her mood, sucked her nose and typed.

[Bao thinks it's okay?If there is something that is not suitable, I will fix it again, and we will strive to do our best.And no matter what happens, I don't care about others, I will always stand behind you, never die or leave. 】

This was the first such direct kindness that Qin Sizheng came into contact with after wearing a book, and his eyes turned red from being moved.

【You are my backing, and I will also be your mountain.I am not afraid of gossip, I want your likes, I hope you are happy. 】

Qin Sizheng's reply made Hongxue Feifei cry for another night.

Never forget, there will be echoes in the end.

He is still the pure and sincere Qin Sizheng who is worthy of her protection for the rest of his life.

Weibo is in Jiangxi's mobile phone, and the accompanying text is given by Hongxue Feifei. Qin Sizheng thought it was good and chose her.

——I would like to come from the abyss and live to death.

Qin Sizheng is now in the center of the storm, every word and action will be watched.

It took less than half an hour for his Weibo to go from being only retweeted by the fan club and fans to being trending.

[I reflected deeply, I was actually hard on one pair of hands. 】

[Is this a hand that humans can grow?This is too much desire, I actually saw a whole piece of yellow text on one hand, I reflect on it. 】

[Sister, if I have a chance, I will also change to a mobile phone that can see Huang Wen like you, mine is blocked. 】

[No matter how good-looking your hands are, you have to use them to wipe your butt. 】

[Not necessarily, it is also possible to insert py. 】

[WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooireSuck and suck! 】

【Ah, grandma, the baby you chased has finally learned to operate, and you can rest in peace. 】

[Qin Sizheng is a big player, didn't he used to boast that he wouldn't post such things if he didn't please his fans?Now that this kind of picture is still taken, is the next step going to start selling meat?The support club is crazy and his team is also crazy?Send this kind of thing. 】

【He won't go into the sea, right?How much is a night, too expensive even. 】

[Qin Sizheng's black material is released!The list of Qin Sizheng's gold masters is exposed!Qin Sizheng's private life is chaotic with a drug-addicted black face! 】

[No one will forget the stupid things he did because of one hand, right?Qin Sizheng get out of the entertainment industry!Qin Sizheng get out of the entertainment industry!Qin Sizheng get out of the entertainment industry! 】

[Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting, messed up, can Qin Sizheng stop messing with the entertainment industry!Don't give up, the benefactor, you will be punished by God if you force it. 】

[Clapping hands might as well just shoot a film and sell it for money, after all, his brainless fans are still obsessed with it hahahaha. 】

[I said earlier that Qin Sizheng was played badly, and fans are not disgusted. 】

[This hand, I'm a bit really fragrant, what should I do? 】

[Compared with him, I don’t even deserve to stew soybeans]

"Fourth brother, what are you looking at?" Manager He Xing knew that Lu Xianqing had gone for psychological intervention in the morning, so he came to see him.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lu Xianqing sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring sideways at the phone in a daze, pressing his fingertips on the screen.

"Fourth brother?"

She poked her head to look, and on the screen was a hand that was gripping the sheet tightly, with white marks on the thin finger bones, and light blue blood vessels showing through the thin skin.

The slender finger bones are finely powdered, and every point is poked on Lu Xianqing's hobby, and his hand is really pressed on the finger pulp of the screen.

There was a buzzing sound in He Xing's mind, suddenly he felt something was wrong.

"Fourth brother, Qin Sizheng is going to come back recently, and it is estimated that he will have another round of popularity. You should ignore him. Whatever your status is, what is his status, don't lower your self-worth, it's not worth it."

"I have a reaction." Lu Xianqing raised her head, there was a cluster of flames in her faint eyes and she was at a loss for a moment.

He Xing had a bad premonition, and asked tremblingly, "Where... what kind of reaction?"

Lu Xianqing said: "His hands are very beautiful, I will laugh at them."

He Xing even scrambled and snatched the phone and roared, his throat was slashed, "No!!!"

Lu Xianqing looked at her empty hand, raised her eyelids and looked at her: "Why?"

He Xing was about to kneel down to him on the spot, with a remonstrance on his face, "Fourth brother, really, if you have nothing to do, you can come and kill me, kill me to put out the fire. What is Qin Sizheng's status, what is your status, what do you want?" If there is no such person, it is not worth losing your reputation for such a pair of hands."

"He's the kind of person who used to try his best to catch your attention and said he was your opponent. If you mean it, he will definitely not be able to shake it off!"

Lu Xianqing's eyes fell on the phone, and she put it back for a while.

He Xing knew that he was very rational and would not lose his whole life impulsively because of one hand, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your reputation is built up little by little, don't be ruined by him. Qin Sizheng is in this circle Everyone despises him, he doesn't deserve to have anything to do with you."

Lu Xianqing shook the phone at her, "I've already saved it."

He Xing asked cautiously: "So?"

Lu Xianqing rubbed the "soft" fingertips on the screen, "Contact the Weibo official and block this Weibo. I don't want more people to give you a minute because of this hard hand."

He Xing's eyes were almost red, "If you really have nothing to do, go see a psychiatrist, okay? If you think I'm living too long, just strangle me to death! Where can I solve it in 1 minute! 5 minutes!"

Lu Xianqing looked down at that hand, and gently rubbed the screen with her fingertips, as if she had rubbed the soft palm, and hooked her fingertips to reach his tight spot.

His phalanxes are beautiful, but they are so small that they cannot be held by one hand, and they need to be held by two hands. The white will seep into the fingers, making those hands greasy and dirty.

He wanted to cut off the hand and carefully watch the frame, it must be the most beautiful work in the world.