I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

Hearing Qiong Ren's voice, the director was moved. He must have given Qiong Ren more shots in the feature film.

Qiong Ren walked from the shadow of the tree to the lamp. His curly hair was a little longer, covering his forehead. His pupils under the long eyelashes were lighter in color. When reflected by the lamp, they looked extraordinarily bright, as if stars had fallen into them.

The civet cat's fierce face suddenly subsided, he rubbed his face, the black hair faded, and the teeth shrank.

"It's you." She looked shy, "Didn't you faint?"

Director: "..." This world is really realistic.

Qiong Ren smiled and said, "I want to ask you a few questions."

King Yumian quickly replied, "Just ask."

Is it so cooperative?

The director's heart ached even more.The civet's claws had carved permanent scars on his heart.

Qiong Ren nodded, showing an amiable smile, then sank into his dantian, and his tongue burst into thunder:

"Where do you go to school? Who is the class teacher? Have you finished your summer homework? How did you rank in the final exam?"

The director was dumbfounded.He thought what Qiong Ren was going to say, that's all?Except for elementary school students, who would respond to such words.

Unexpectedly, King Yumian clutched his chest and stepped back three steps, his face was filled with the sadness of being hurt by this world: "You, you are so beautiful, why is your heart so vicious?"

The director was shocked. How could these words be so vicious?Are they really elementary school students?

Of course they are real elementary school students.As the child king of the orphanage, Qiong Ren would go back from time to time to help the director take care of the children, so that he could accurately identify the bear children.Qiong Ren said with a blank expression: "I'll count to three, and release the person before I count to three."

"one."

The civet spirits began to chirp: "I don't want to ask the parents, don't sue the teacher, I haven't finished my summer homework yet, soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

King Yumian tried to stabilize the morale of the army: "Don't listen to him lying, he is a human being, where can we find our parents?"

"three!"

King Yumian panicked: "Why is it three, and two?"

Qiong Ren: "I counted it in my heart."

He slowly broke into a kind smile: "You guys forced me to not let me go after counting."

The jade-faced king was trembling with his laughter, so he could only bravely say: "I'm not afraid, I'm a monster, you're human, you can't beat me, woo woo woo."

"Wow-"

He covered his face and cried, and the others started crying too, shrinking down while weeping, and after revealing their original form, they were a group of children under ten years old.

On the head are soft and furry ears like a puppy, not to mention, they are quite cute.

Director: "It's really a primary school student..."

He is a famous director, but he was tricked into filming a variety show in the village by elementary school students.The director suddenly lost his temper, and his reputation as a pickpocket in the variety show week would end.

Qiong Ren suddenly felt guilty for bullying a child...

It is impossible.

"Stop pretending," Qiong Ren said in a very cold tone, "I saw you peeking at me through your fingers."

King Yumian let go of his hands unwillingly, and gritted his teeth: "Adults are really cunning."

He put his hips on his hips and pointed at him fiercely: "You are Snow White's vicious stepmother."

Qiong Ren said lightly: "Do you often get zero marks in Chinese? I can only be a stepfather."

King Yumian fell to the ground covering his heart, his face turned pale, and wept silently.

"Xiao Cheng! Xiao Cheng is dying!" The little monsters surrounded him, "You can't do anything, Xiao Cheng, my mother will scratch me to death."

Xiaocheng held his friend's hand: "The enemy...is too powerful...we can't handle it...don't cry for me, next year, on my grave..."

Qiong Ren couldn't take it anymore, he picked up the little boy and shook it: "If your grades are poor, you have to do more questions. Brother, I am kind-hearted, and I can kindly help you with the supplementary books for general subjects."

Xiaocheng was even more frightened. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break away from Qiong Ren's iron palm.

At this time, Lin Chunsheng and Meng Shen arrived.

When the little civets saw Lin Chunsheng, it was as if they were seeing their relatives. Little Orange stretched out her paws towards him, and called miserably, "Old Lin—"

Lin Chunsheng was brought here in a daze, and when he saw their ears, he suddenly realized: "You are the civet cats who come to my orchard to steal food every day..."

Xiao Cheng wiped away her tears, her eyes widened: "How can you call the civet cat's business stealing?"

Lin Chunsheng discovered before his death that the small orchard he planted for wild birds was always visited by civet cats, so he simply planted banyan trees and neem on the mountain to make it easier for civet cats to forage.

Unexpectedly, these civet cats turned out to be a group of little monsters, thinking of his kindness in their hearts, seeing that after his death, the bird watching station was converted into a camping ground, and the cameras and binoculars were taken away and sold. The little monsters were very angry and wanted to help Lin Chunsheng teaches his unfilial son a lesson.

The director complained: "Little hero, I misunderstood, I am not his son!"

He nodded to Lin Chunsheng, his face full of sincerity: "I also admire the old man's integrity. If you are willing to appear on the screen as a ghost and let me do a ghost show, I am still willing to recognize you as my father. Dad, please think about it. "

Qiong Ren knew that the director wanted to be popular, but he couldn't help admiring him when he saw how shameless he was.

Lin Chunsheng looked at the director and felt strange: "He is not like my son at all. How can my son be so filial? How did you admit it?"

A chubby little girl tilted her head: "Really? But they both look equally ugly, I can't tell the difference~"

"Yeah, they look the same, they're both ugly." The other little civet spirits nodded in agreement.

The sound of the tender little tits is like a sharp knife piercing the director's heart.

Ah, my heart hurts.

"It's so good-looking. People who are good-looking are more ruthless. Under the beautiful skin, there is often a vicious heart." Xiaocheng's tone was very vicissitudes, obviously implying something.

Qiong Ren snatched the oil-based pen, took out his mobile phone and smiled kindly: "Indeed."

Xiaocheng ran to hide behind Lin Chunsheng, and the old man quickly advised, "Children are ignorant, so don't argue with them. They will be beaten anyway when they go back."

Meng Shen suppressed a smile: "I have reported the situation to the police just now, and someone will come to pick them up soon.

"Yo, just now, here we come."

A shiny ball flew in the air, and when Xiao Cheng saw it, she ran towards Qiong Ren in fright, grabbed his trouser legs and shivered, closed her eyes and muttered: "If there are wolves before and tigers behind, then fight poison with poison."

"Poison" endured and endured, so that he didn't draw bastards on the bear's face.

The small ball flew over and dispersed into a curl of smoke, and the thin smoke gathered into a very beautiful woman with big eyes and a sharp chin, and white velvet hairpins on both sides of her temple hair, which was quite beautiful.

"Wan Yucheng!" The woman's tone was gentle, but it made people shudder, "It seems that there is still too little homework."

Xiao Cheng was so frightened that she shed tears, and shrank behind Qiong Ren.

She looked up: "Mr. Qiong Ren, I have caused you trouble. I am Wan Man, the editor-in-chief of "Encyclopedia of Torture Instruments". I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

"The Encyclopedia of Torture Instruments", the name sounds very hellish, probably similar to a gun fan magazine.

"Hello editor. I want to donate a batch of teaching aids to these children. Would you please leave me an address?"

The little civets were shocked, and couldn't believe that such a cruel man existed in the world.

The cutest little girl in it looked at him with tears in her eyes, and the little milk said in a sticky voice, "Brother~"

Qiong Ren bent down and smiled, and patted her head kindly: "Sister, which brand of test paper do you like? Tell brother."

The little girl cried with a woof.

"He has a heart of stone, he won't take this kind of thing." Xiaocheng said angrily.

Qiong Ren picked him up, and looked at the wrinkled trouser legs distressedly: "Knowing gratitude and trying to repay is a good thing, but what is the first priority of children during summer vacation, do you know?"

Under the gaze of "Poison", Xiaocheng dared not answer. With tears in his eyes, he was extremely humiliated: "Do your summer homework."

"Wrong," Qiong Ren said seriously, "it is to protect your own health and safety. If I were a bad person, what would happen to you today? Maybe next month, I will be able to buy a coat made of you."

The whole village was created by illusion, so naturally there is no electricity.In order to successfully deceive the director, they stole some wires from nowhere and installed real lights in the fake threshing floor.How dangerous it is, and I am not afraid of being turned into a barbecue civet by electricity.

The little monsters accepted the criticism sobbingly.Qiong Ren talked from drowning prevention to not opening the door to strangers in one breath, before he said, "Do you remember?"

He used to talk about safety issues with children in the orphanage, and he almost couldn't stop the car when he talked about it.

The little monsters drooped their heads one by one: "Remember."

"Is the material I shot tonight unusable?" The director burst into tears as he watched the happy ending.

Wan Man smiled sweetly: "It's simple, let me handle it."

"Xiaotong, wake up quickly."

Tong Xiaotong slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiaotong, why did you fall asleep before the filming was over?" the colleague said angrily.

Huh?Didn't she sleep on a tree branch?How can you stand and lean on the shoulders of your colleagues?Tong Xiaotong rubbed her face, she remembered seeing many half-human, half-demon monsters, and then fell asleep listening to the "Diamond Sutra".

Colleague: "The last one is performing, cheer up."

Tong Xiaotong nodded.

But how could she remember, she had already seen Qing Heng and Fu Jiaze's performance...

The director also served as the host, and he stepped onto the stage to announce: "The next performers are Qing Heng and Fu Jiaze, performing the song "Aurora"."

The performance is similar to Tong Xiaotong's memory, the dancing is not good, and the singing is still lip-syncing, which is super boring.

But... She rubbed her eyes, why would there be a group of children sitting down watching the performance? She clearly remembered that the people sitting under the stage were all villagers with similar looks.

Sitting under the stage was a very beautiful older sister, a man in black, and an old man. When Liu Xu and Li Qixuan performed "Horse Racing", these three people were not there yet.

Tong Xiaotong was confused.

After Qing Heng and Fu Jiaze finished performing, the children began to vote.Qiong Ren and Chen Ruize won the first place with an absolute advantage.

Before the director presented them with awards, he suddenly smirked.

Chen Ruize was very vigilant: "Be careful, the director laughed, he is very inappropriate when he is inappropriate."

The director held the microphone and said, "Have you not seen enough of the performance just now? I suddenly remembered that Qiong Ren, Qing Heng, and Xiao Fu are all in the same company. How about you dance a section of "Aurora" together?"

The children below were especially supportive: "Dance for a while! I want to watch brother Qiong Ren dance."

"Let's jump, let's dance!"

Maybe it was a hallucination, but Tong Xiaotong always felt that their words were choked up.

Qiong Ren narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Jiaze's expression changed.

Qing Heng knew that Qiong Ren danced well, he didn't want to be a foil by himself, so he told them to dance, and he didn't want to participate.Anyway, he wasn't the meat of the show, so the director agreed.

"Aurora" was the hit song of the year, and it was widely spread, establishing Fu Jiaze's status in one fell swoop.The reason why Qing Heng fell in love with him was also because the way Fu Jiaze danced in this song made his heart flutter.

He was in the audience, watching Fu Jiaze perform the first move, his heart softened.

But his eyes were quickly attracted to Qiong Ren, and there was no other reason, but the dance was so good, no matter how much Qing Heng didn't want to see Qiong Ren, he still couldn't help it, couldn't stop watching.

He didn't understand why "Aurora" was Fu Jiaze's masterpiece, but Qiong Ren could dance better than Fu Jiaze?

Qing Heng knew for the first time that this dance with a gentle artistic conception can actually create a frame-free effect on the stage by relying on points and body control.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Qiong Ren performed the last sequence of movements backwards with extreme control. The smooth and precise dance gave people the illusion of pressing the video back button.

He listened to the lyrics of "Aurora" sentence by sentence.

[If you see the aurora and turn back time, will you, will I, taste the taste of strawberry candy. 】

[If you see the aurora, turn the screen back, will you still, will I still, the words are so sharp. 】

[If you go back in time, turn the screen back, and do it all over again, would you know it. 】

Qing Heng, who loves this song deeply, suddenly realizes that Qiong Ren's performance is correct.Because of his perfect interpretation, when the lyrics sang "rewind the picture", Qiong Ren really turned the picture back.

Fu Jiaze couldn't do such precise control, so his performance couldn't create the visual effect of rewinding and frame freezing, so that Qing Heng never realized that this dance should be like this.

No one noticed the change in Qing Heng's expression, their eyes could only be fixed on one person.It was not until half a minute after the end of the performance that there was gradually sparse applause.

Others are still in a daze, reminiscing over and over again, but the director is worthy of being a predator who can't be stunned by the smoke of a monster: "Jia Ze, Qiong Ren dances so well, did you teach him the secret in private?"

Fu Jiaze forced a smile, as if an old bone was choked in his throat: "The dance of this song was composed by Qiong Ren. Of course, the dance is very good."

He didn't want to say it, but Qiong Ren was at the scene, and he said it himself, which was more decent than Qiong Ren's own words.

Qing Heng's expression collapsed. As a Xuanmen N-generation who entered the entertainment circle only to catch up with stars at a close distance, he didn't have so many worries at all, and blurted out: "But didn't you tell me that you made up this dance yourself?"

Everyone heard this sentence.

Fu Jiaze's face was instantly whiter than paper.

Oh open?

Great! ! !

The director, who originally just wanted to make more scenes and topics for Qiong Ren, was amused.I didn't expect such big news.It seems that after the show starts broadcasting, there is no need to spend money on hot searches.

Fu Jiaze, thank you, you saved me a lot of publicity fees.

The program team will remember your sacrifice.