The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

Except for the live broadcast of the "Youth's Wish" variety show, most of the subsequent broadcasts were recorded and broadcast, and the final feature film was edited.

Pei Chu had previously rejected the manager's Gao Zhi, but the program crew really didn't want to give up this piece of fat, so they wanted to use malicious editing to force him to submit.

"How about it, have you got the sample?" The editor, smoking a cigarette, slapped the assistant, "Hurry up, Director Li has urged you several times, and I want to make some eye-catching sideshows while the heat is high."

The assistant laughed and tested the video: "It's not all because of that guy named Pei Chu, but this kid is really good-looking."

The editor slowly blew out a smoke ring, and said with a snort, "No matter how good-looking it is, it's useless, and the investor specially told him to cut him into the dark."

"Isn't it?!" The assistant was taken aback, "Isn't it appropriate for this face to go black and red?"

"The black and red route is just to mess with him." The editor waved the person away, "Go and get the scene notebook."

The two clicked on the video sample, pulled back frame by frame, and focused on editing Pei Chu's despicable images.

However, after going through it carefully from beginning to end, the editor and assistant glanced at each other, and both saw complexity and shock in each other's eyes.

The fuck is there still need to intentionally edit it?He dares to stand upside down and shit if he pulls out a random paragraph without being scolded as a sieve!

Sleeping in bed in the early class and being late was forcibly taken away by the instructor, dancing and singing group training lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

But the four instructors have returned all of them? !

"Master, what should I do..."

The editor twitched his face and gritted his teeth: "Damn it! Just put it in."

In the early morning recording room.

Yang Zheng dragged Pei Chu to resolutely not let him sleep, and forced him to practice singing, while staring at his sleepy face and hating iron and steel: "Do you know how miserable people are scolding you outside?! They say you are a waste The vase fool climbed the tree and wasted this face!"

"What else did people say, how amazing you were in the audition, and now I hate you!" He swung an earphone over and glared angrily.

Pei Chu knew that he was talking about the audience outside, so he didn't care. He yawned and the earphones came on, and he muttered softly, "They can just scold me, and they can't hit me."

Seeing his lazy and dumb look, Yang Zheng was worried for him: "Do you want to be popular? Do you want to make money? Do you want to get the money backer?!"

"...Gold Master?" Pei Chu blinked, then suddenly lit up, "Qing Xing!"

"Don't care about light and heavy! Hurry up and practice your songs!" Yang Zheng violently pushed him into the recording studio.

Pei Chu turned to look at him expectantly: "Then will he like me if I sing well?"

"I like it!" Yang Zheng pushed him impatiently, "He likes it better when you two sing while doing it!"

Just as Pei Chu was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone ask, "What are you doing?"

The two of them looked back, only to find that the door of the recording studio had been opened at some point, and Yu Man, who was wearing a tight skirt covering the hips, was standing by the door enchantingly, her eyes were like silk.

Yang Zheng was taken aback, frowned, and muttered: "Strange, I remember it was locked..."

"You are the last one in today's assessment again." Yu Man ignored him, only looked at Pei Chu, with a delicate smile, and stepped forward, "As a music theory tutor, I specially want to tutor poor students."

Yang Zheng suddenly came to his senses, a little embarrassed, and quickly said to Pei Chu dryly: "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Then turned around and slipped away.

Seeing that the door was closed, Pei Chucai looked away, looked at the black and red snake in front of him, and blinked curiously: "Counseling?"

Yu Man approached, the fragrance on her body was very charming, Pei Chu shook her head, and heard her voice softly rang in her ears: "Yes~ But it's not convenient here, tomorrow night, go to No. 22 Yihe Hotel next door Wait for me in the room, okay?"

Pei Chu nodded in a daze: "Okay."

It took a long time for the people to leave before he recovered from the agitation, stared blankly in a daze, scratched his hair without practicing singing, put down his earphones and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

The night outside the house was as dark as torn ink. Pei Chu slept for a while, and only opened his eyes slowly when he heard the knocking sound from the window.

He rubbed his eyes and jumped out of bed, went to open the window for the fat man: "Why did you come here?"

The fat man's trousers were scratched by the window, and he groaned in distress for a long time before letting go, and kept muttering as he walked towards the table: "Baby, do you think group hypnosis doesn't take time? Isn't it you whores?" Variety shows are so strictly forbidden to have cameras everywhere.”

He sat down and poured a glass of water for a few sips, then hiccupped freely, turned his head and said, "The snake demon invited you to the hotel tomorrow?"

Pei Chu sat next to him, yawning sleepily with his face propped up: "Yes."

Seeing his sleepless state, the fat man became amused: "I'm watching your variety shows, and the audience is scolding you for doing nothing and sleeping every day."

He paused, took a sip of water from his teacup, and tentatively said: "To be honest, Xiao Chu, it would be great if you really debuted, you have countless money and beautiful girls, don't you think about it? "

Pei Chu looked at him with his face in his hands, confused: "Money?"

"Yeah," the fat man put down his teacup, turned his head to look at him with a smile, his throat moved, "...the rich can get whatever they like."

Pei Chu's eyes lit up, and he straightened up: "Really?!"

"real."

Pei Chu said excitedly: "I like Qingxing! Can I get it too?"

Hearing this name, Fatty suddenly puffed!He spit out water all over the floor, coughed crazily for a long time, followed the breath in his chest and raised his head in horror: "Who?!"

"Qing Xing!"

The fat man was silent for a while, wiped his mouth, then raised his hand and patted his head: "...uh."

Pei Chu looked at him expectantly.

The fat man was sweating profusely, and coughed: "What, let's discuss how to arrest tomorrow first."

"Tomorrow night, you go to the appointment first, and then see what I arrange." He resisted Pei Chu's disappointed gaze, and continued, "Once the snake demon relaxes his vigilance and reveals his flaws, you just follow this—"

He paused, muttered something swearing, then lowered his head and took out a small, earring-like thing from his tattered trouser pocket and handed it to Pei Chu: "Press it, and I can receive the signal here."

Pei Chu took it and looked curiously at the moonlight outside the window.

"Just stick it to your ear," said the fat man.

Pei Chu grunted and did as he did.Then he raised his eyes and asked: "After you finish catching her, can I purify her?"

"Yes." The fat man looked down at the time, and hurriedly walked out of the window, "Oh my mother, the time is almost up, and I will be found if I don't slip away. You remember everything I told you before!"

Pei Chu watched him flip down the window of the high-rise building in two or three steps, and smiled obediently: "Remember."

He didn't turn back to the bed until the person's figure disappeared downstairs, and touched the things on his ears curiously.

"...Pei Chu?" Yang Zheng in the next bed frowned and woke up in a daze, turning his head to look over.

Pei Chu, huh?With a sound, he turned his head to look at him, his normally hazy and sleepy pupils were sober now, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The moonlight fell silently from the window, covering his figure with a layer of vague silver light, silent and penetrating, as if he was in another world far away.

Yang Zheng was stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he saw a bright light in Pei Chu's left ear, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

Yang Zheng thought he was hallucinating from being sleepy, so he yawned, closed his eyes, rolled over and wrapped himself up in the quilt, and muttered, "...Go to sleep, there is an assessment tomorrow."

Pei Chu then whispered good night, curled up peacefully under the quilt and closed his eyes.

The assessment recorded on the second day was a [-]-to-[-] competition system. Once eliminated, they could only pack up and leave from the students' castle.

But Pei Chu didn't care, he only joined the variety show to get close to the female snake demon, so it doesn't matter if he is told to leave immediately after tonight.

So he still just woke up, got up, washed up, and wandered around the recording room that was the last one to come.

Seeing him walking over with a dazed face, the trainees around who were smiling and chatting looked over, slowly stopped talking, and gave way to him with complicated expressions.

The so-called success and defeat of Xiao He, if it weren't for this person's amazing appearance that attracted a lot of traffic from passers-by, their variety show would probably have been confused for a long time.

But what's annoying is that although variety shows are popular now, everyone's eyes and attention are on Pei Chu, and the treatment of others is still the same as when they were confused.

"Pei Chu?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Pei Chu, huh?With a sound, he turned his head away.

The person who came was the manager from before, and he looked him up and down, thinking that he was being scolded for his poor spirits, so he sneered: "Why, I can't stand being scolded anymore? Now you should know, What kind of resources did you reject at the beginning?"

After he had finished his mocking, he was about to threateningly and seductively explain his intention for coming, when he suddenly heard the person on the opposite side ask, huh?He said, "Who are you?"

The manager's face suddenly turned blue, angry and ashamed, and nodded with a sneer: "Fucking, it's fine, it's fine, just wait."

Then he turned and walked away angrily.

Puzzled, Pei Chu continued to walk towards his seat and returned to Yang Zheng's side.

"What did he tell you?" Yang Zheng lowered his voice and approached, a little jealously said, "Did he give you another treatment?"

Looking at Pei Chu's bewildered face, he knew it would definitely not work again, and couldn't help but worry for him: "You can hold your breath... really don't want to stay in the entertainment industry?"

Pei Chu shook his head indifferently.

Just as Yang Zheng was about to scold you for such a shameful face, he heard the preparatory bell ring, so he shut his mouth again.

This time the assessment was still about singing and dancing, and Pei Chu still didn't know anything about it.

It's just that this time he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and he followed the singing part very seriously, but unfortunately he didn't get a single word in tune.

When the instructor sitting in the audience saw him speak, his eyes were full of surprise at first, but his face was distorted after he finished listening: it would be better not to sing.

When the stage was over, Pei Chu looked at Yang Zheng expectantly: "Did I sing well just now?"

Yang Zheng endured it: "...not very good."

Pei Chu let out a disappointment.

Variety show recordings usually take a long time, during which Pei Chu was staggering from sleepiness, and the camera was always around him as expected.

The entire assessment was recorded from [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] pm, and the final rating finally came out. It was no surprise that Pei Chu was still not eliminated, hanging from the tail of the crane.

The program group is not able to force people, and they are unwilling to give up this face, and the traffic brought by this No. 1 vase persona who can't do anything to sleep, can only drag people down.

When the show was over, Pei Chu looked up and caught the female snake demon's gaze. He blinked and smiled at her.

Yang Zheng, the sunny boy who had been acting in front of the camera for a whole day, was also exhausted. He patted Pei Chu on the shoulder and muttered, "I'm going back to take a shower and sleep first, don't be too late."

Pei Chu hummed, and followed the back of the female snake demon.

He was at the end of the crowd, walking slowly down the stairs and down the corridor.

The night was already very deep, the dark clouds above the head were wrapped in heavy rain, and the wind poured in from the neckline to give a hint of coolness.

Pei Chu raised his head and was about to turn around when someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

He turned his head and blinked: "Brother Zhou Li."

Zhou Li's scalp tingled when he smelled cats, he held back, and kindly reminded: "Don't be dazed by the beauty, go back to sleep with you."

Pei Chu glanced at the hands he didn't dare to put on his shoulders, and laughed: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

"... Who's scared!" He curled his lips in embarrassment, and turned his head to go back. After walking two steps, he turned his head worriedly, but the cat had already slipped away.

Zhou Li was taken aback, frowned and muttered.

Under the roof, the winding traffic is like a long river flowing in bright yellow, and the darkness is silent in the light.

"Colonel? Colonel? Can you hear me?" The voice on the communicator was a little anxious, "I repeat! Pei Chu will send a signal after he has seduced that snake monster and relaxes his vigilance. I really can't get rid of it." body, please go to support if you notice signal fluctuations, don’t—”

Qingxing directly cut off the call and dropped the communicator casually.

He stood on the rooftop, looking down at the world below where the lights were noisy.

Yihe Hotel, No. 22.

The young colonel slowly raised his gun, the black muzzle glowed coldly, and aimed at the kitten poking its head out of the window.