Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

"They all... they all look good!"

"Tell me that he and I both look good-looking in front of me, so you also think I'm not as good-looking as him!"

Because he was being compared with Zhou Heng, Yan Mingli inevitably lost control of his emotions.

"No! No! Not so!"

The group performers had never seen Yan Mingli's anger out of control, and her teeth were shaking: "Ms. Yan's facial features are better-looking than Mr. Zhou's, deeper and more correct..."

"Since my facial features are better than his, why do you still say that he and I look good?"

"Because...because...Mr. Zhou's aura...Mr. Zhou's aura is very special, as unreachable as a white cloud and as palpable as a breeze, very contradictory and unpredictable, fascinating..."

The girls in the group were talking and moved out against the corner of the wall, taking advantage of Yan Mingli's inattention, she slid into the crowd with a snort.

Yan Mingli froze in place, feeling ups and downs.

It turned out that Jiang Yue liked Zhou Heng not only because of his face, but also because of his temperament...

temperament!

Yan Mingli was so angry that he punched the wall with his fist, causing the root of his tooth to ache.

……

Zhou Heng was in the lounge, listening to the director introduce the plot prepared by the crew for his role.

"...The role of Teacher Zhou is a villain boss named Huang Wuwu, the leader of the Demon Cult. Although he is a heinous villain, he has become more and more feminine physically and mentally because of practicing an evil skill similar to the Sunflower Book. , fell in love with the male lead at first sight by accident, and regarded the female lead and other female characters who love the male lead as rivals in love, and did a lot of bad things, but unfortunately every time he wanted to kill the female lead, he had to evacuate urgently because of the arrival of the male lead.”

"He had a group of subordinates who admired him. After the subordinates realized that the male protagonist was gradually becoming the leader's weakness, they split into two factions. One group advocated killing the male protagonist, and the other group wanted to help him cut the male protagonist's tendons and hamstrings and put him in a cage. as a slave..."

"...During the final decisive battle, he was unable to deal with the hero. At the critical moment, he showed his flaws and was killed by the hero, and his body fell into the cliff. However, until this time, the hero still didn't know that the leader loved him deeply and Numerous secret shots to help him tide over the difficulties."

"Considering that this ending may be unsatisfactory, we will shoot a one-minute ending episode. The camera will follow the villain leader who fell off the cliff and sink into the thousand-year-old icy lake under the cliff. The sun shines into the quiet lake. The leader of Tou slowly opened his eyes."

……

"How do you feel that Huang Wuwu is crossing the tribulation of love?"

The more Zhou Heng heard it, the more he felt that Huang's unintentional behavior was a tribulation of love.

Because of "if there is love in the sky, the sky will also be old", the most despised by fantasy beings is the kind of love that lives for love and dies for love. , can be described as extremely contradictory.

Therefore, in the fantasy world, there is a practice method of becoming a mortal, which separates the consciousness and becomes a mortal. Through experiencing the life, old age, sickness and death of ordinary people, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, one can improve one's mental awareness, and pass through the catastrophe of love by the way.

It never occurred to the crew that they racked their brains to come up with a script that they thought met Feng Ling's "sissy" and "affectionate" requirements and would not offend Zhou Heng and Jiang Yue, but Zhou Heng interpreted it as a love robbery.

It seems that Mr. Zhou is very satisfied with our script.

The director thought comfortingly, after confirming Zhou Heng's willingness to act, under the witness of Meng Yuntao, the two parties formally signed the contract.

I didn't expect the matter to be settled so smoothly. The director was a little flustered, and couldn't help but said to Zhou Heng: "I thought that Mr. Zhou must be a long-sleeved courtesan who walks between Mr. Feng and Mr. Jiang at the same time. I didn't expect—"

"Didn't you expect me to be ordinary?"

Zhou Heng took a sip of hot tea without haste.

The director suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "No...no...I mean, I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou is not only good-looking, but also has a noble and thorough temperament like ice and snow."

"What kind of person did you think I was?" Zhou Heng asked.

A red alarm sounded in the director's ears: "I...I..."

"Have you forgotten?"

Zhou Heng smiled and put down his teacup: "If you forget, forget it."

"This……"

The director had seen too many intrigues in the entertainment circle, so he couldn't react for a while, and looked stunned.

Zhou Heng asked again: "By the way, Mr. Li seems to have mentioned a name just now—Mr. Feng. Who is Mr. Feng?"

"???"

"???"

The crew had question marks over their heads, and Meng Yuntao was also in the fog.

"You...don't know...President Feng?"

"Well, I don't know."

Zhou Heng answered frankly, without any embarrassment.

The original owner did not have a friend named Feng in his memory, and he has never met anyone named Feng since he entered this body.

The director had no choice but to take out his phone, find Feng Ling's encyclopedia and show it to Zhou Heng.

Encyclopedia's introduction is very one-sided. It is nothing more than Feng Ling's name, family background, education background, how many properties he currently owns, where he ranks in the wealth list, and how much money he has donated to charity...

Zhou Heng was not interested in the boring list of data, so he glanced over it, and his eyes fell on the encyclopedia photos.

The man in the photo has a rather delicate but emotionless face, with standard facial features and cold eyes, very suitable for cultivating demons or evil.

Zhou Heng thought casually.

He thought of a bastard he met in the fantasy world, a moody and evil cultivator who was both good and evil.They have been friends for nearly 200 years, and finally——

The well-known cold-blooded bastard designed him to kill himself in order to survive the catastrophe of love!

He still remembers when that bastard "died"—

After being stabbed in the heart by his natal magic weapon, he still did not forget to touch his face with bloody hands, and said viciously and provocatively, "Why don't you smile? You really look good when you smile!"

Ten years later, the bastard woke up from his long sleep, and he was completely reborn, cut off love and love, and had nothing to do with him, nor did he know each other when he met.

Unexpectedly, in another world, he would meet someone with such a temperament as that bastard.

Zhou Heng thought it was ironic, but he didn't say anything. He walked out of the lounge and walked to the car, ready to go back.

Meng Yuntao couldn't help but uttered: "Brother Zhou, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Feng?"

"It has nothing to do with it," Zhou Heng said.

Meng Yuntao was stunned again: "It doesn't matter?"

Would someone throw tens of millions at a person who has nothing to do with him!

So don't treat money as money!

"Maybe there will be a relationship in the future, but as of now, we have no relationship at all, and I don't even know him."

Zhou Heng added, motioning for Meng Yuntao to open the door.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Meng Yuntao obediently opened the car door for Zhou Heng according to Zhou Heng's words, and then drove Zhou Heng back honestly.

In fact, when Zhou Heng told Meng Yuntao that he and Feng Ling might have a relationship in the future, he was thinking whether he should take the initiative to meet Feng Ling.

He wanted to make sure whether Feng Ling was the consciousness projection of that bastard in this world.

But thinking of that guy's indifference to him since he completed the transformation of severing love and never knowing each other, Zhou Heng suddenly felt that there was no need to deliberately pursue a meeting.

We will get to know each other naturally.

result--

Before ten o'clock in the evening, Zhou Heng was already lying in bed to recuperate, but Meng Yuntao couldn't fall asleep because of Zhou Heng's words until late at night.

Yan Mingli also didn't close his eyes all night.

The fact that Meng Yuntao personally drove Zhou Heng to the film and television city upset him; the gossip that the crew of "Hua Jin Chen Xiang" tailored a role for Zhou Heng kept him awake at night; The good fact made him feel uncomfortable.

Sure enough, I was Jiang Yue's substitute when he couldn't get Zhou Heng!

Now that the master is back, it's time for me, the substitute, to leave!

Yan Mingli was sulking while sitting in the bathtub with his knees hugged. He received a phone call from Jiang Yue in the middle of it, but he was not very angry. He almost yelled, "Call me when you have time, why don't you spend more time with your Bai Yueguang! Let him come to the set Humiliate me!" and so on.

After putting down the phone, the more Yan Mingli thought about it, the more he felt overwhelmed, so he booked a travel ticket for himself, and planned to go on an instant trip after filming the scenes of "One Inch of Lovesickness, One Inch of Gray"!

Scumbag!

Wait to regret it!

I want you to chase your wife's crematorium!

……

……

No matter in the world of fantasy or the world of Ba Zong, Zhou Heng is an extremely self-disciplined person.

After recovering a bit, he got up at 05:30 in the morning, shoveled excrement for the mentally retarded, soaked cat food, checked the hair of the mentally retarded, prepared rice porridge for breakfast for Zhou's parents, stood on the balcony and breathed out the food filled with negative oxygen ions. Warm up in the fresh air, go downstairs and run for a kilometer around the community in the morning...

At [-] o'clock in the morning, Zhou Heng returned home after finishing his morning jog, and Zhou's parents had already woken up. The family of three and a kitten were sitting around the table, having a lively breakfast.

Zhou's mother couldn't help saying with emotion: "Suddenly living such a peaceful and leisurely life again seems like a dream."

Since moving into the new house, his body has become stronger and stronger day by day, and the sequelae of hemiplegia have almost completely disappeared. Father Zhou laughed and said, "Who made Ah Heng our lucky star and general!"

"Yes, yes! It is the blessings we have cultivated in several lifetimes that Ah Heng is our son!"

"Dad, Mom, you have suffered too much for me, and everything I do for you now is due."

While talking, Zhou Heng served another bowl of porridge for Zhou's father: "Dad, Mom, I want to find you a live-in nanny with a nursing certificate and a driver's license."

"Looking for a live-in nanny is a waste of money!"

"Yes, yes! There is a part-time aunt at home, enough!"

"But you are old after all, what if you have a headache in the middle of the night and feel sick and I'm not at home?"

"That won't work either! It's too expensive! It's really too expensive!"

Zhou's parents looked at Zhou Heng distressedly: "Ah Heng, your career has just recovered, so you can't spend money randomly."

"It's okay, I'm not short of money."

After deciding to hire a live-in nanny for the old man, Zhou Heng touched the little milk cat: "Little mentally handicapped, Papa will go to earn cat food for you later, if you stay at home, you must be good and listen to your grandparents... "

"Meow meow~"

The little milk cat nodded in confusion.

Zhou Heng smiled, got up, and went downstairs.

Three hours later, Zhou Hengru's first live broadcast after Mengguo's live broadcast officially began.