Rebirth of the film and television superstar

The host picked up the last piece of paper, but didn't read it in a hurry, and said with a flat expression, "It's really a crucial vote. I don't know if it's the most beautiful man in Asia, Ling Haotian, or the young European nobleman." Prince, what about Jim winning? I really regret not betting on it, I believe that all those who bet on Ling Haotian to be the top three must have made a lot of money."

Not only was Jim uncertain, but even Ling Haotian's mood began to fluctuate.

Under the expectation of the crowd, the host said loudly after he had done his best, "The contestant chosen by Ms. Aiwen is..."

The intense music sounded, and all the people waiting for the result were so anxious that they were about to scold their mothers.

The host paused and said, "The first name is Andrew, the second name is Wendy, and the third name is..."

The host gasped again. After glancing at Ling Haotian with a smile, he turned his attention to Jim and said loudly, "The third candidate is Jim~! Congratulations to Jim, who won the championship of "Mr. World" this time. He will represent Country M, go to..."

Ling Haotian's head buzzed, and he was no longer in the mood to listen to what the host was saying.

Emotional ups and downs were too fast, he subconsciously looked towards the audience, trying to find Bian Hui's shadow.

Bian Hui sat in the auditorium with an anxious expression on his face. Seeing Ling Haotian's slightly blank gaze, he immediately stood up.

When Ling Haotian saw himself, he opened his mouth and said silently, "Baby, you are the best!"

The corner of Ling Haotian's mouth curled into a smile, I am the best.

The host's excited voice came to his ears, "Champion Jim will receive a bonus of 1000 million US dollars sponsored by XX company, as well as a diamond contract with MS company."

"The runner-up, Ling Haotian, will receive a bonus of 800 million US dollars sponsored by NN, and a platinum contract with MS!"

"The third runner-up, Andrew, will receive a bonus of 500 million US dollars sponsored by OO Company, and a gold contract from MS Company!"

"The top ten contestants will receive a bonus of 80 yuan sponsored by aa company, and a silver contract from MS company. Let us wish these handsome boys dreams of taking off and go further and further~!"

After the show ended, Jim breathed a sigh of relief. Although he saved his face, it was equivalent to despicably snatching away the championship that belonged to Ling Haotian.

For a while, he was a little nauseous, following Ling Haotian, not knowing how to please his sweetheart.

If he had known that Ling Haotian would be so popular, he would never have played this issue of "Mr. World".

With a difference of only one vote, he 'lost' to himself, so it's no wonder Ling Haotian doesn't hate himself to death...

Seeing Bian Hui walking towards the backstage, Ling Haotian turned to Jim and said, "Mr. Jim, the show is over, why are you following me?"

Jim's complexion was gloomy, and he really didn't want to see him anymore. This was obviously driving him away...

Ah, my first love~!

Is it over before it begins? !

Ling Haotian looked anxiously at Bian Hui who was getting closer and closer, fearing that Bian Hui might misunderstand him, wishing that Jim would disappear with a whoosh.

Bian Hui hooked Ling Haotian's waist and looked at Jim with contempt.

This kid has been at odds with him since he was a child, and now he has made his mind on Haotian, if he doesn't show him how powerful he is, he doesn't know how many eyes Prince Ma has.

"Haotian, go talk to Zhisheng and Depu, it will be helpful for your future career."

"Yeah." Ling Haotian nodded obediently, needless to say Depu, the actor's influence is very great.

And an excellent lawyer is also very important in country M, a country that emphasizes human rights.

He was not worried at all that Bian Hui would suffer from Jim, a spoiled child, and he was obediently paid out by Bian Hui.

Seeing Ling Haotian walking away, Bian Hui picked up Jim's collar and asked sternly, "Are you itchy?"

"Hey, gentleman, you don't move your hands but don't speak. I remember that you hit me last time, it was five years ago. Why did you live longer and come back?"

Bian Hui let go of Jim's collar, and said helplessly, "He's different from the previous ones, don't fight against him anymore, or I'll persuade Mommy to accept your daddy, and then let Mommy take you out of the family." Get out."

Jim's face turned green, "It's not fair, love is free, and Haotian has the right to choose a partner."

"En~en~!" Bian Hui nodded, "You are right, so your father's feelings should also be free."

"You~!" Jim blushed with anger, and pointed to Bian Hui's nose, his gentlemanly demeanor had already gone to Java.

Bian Hui held Jim's finger and gently snapped it...

Jim bent down in pain and screamed, "Ah, ah, it's going to be broken, it's going to be broken, let go."

Bian Hui didn't let go, and amidst Jim's miserable snort, he said coldly, "Let me know where you touch Haotian again, and I'll cut off where you touch it."

Jim stopped humming, and looked at Bian Hui with pain, "Are you serious?"

Bian Hui's eyes sharpened, and Jim's fingers bent in the opposite direction with a click, "What do you think?"

"Ah~!" Jim's miserable voice almost lifted the roof of the house, and the people in the backstage all looked here.

Jim said with a pale face and trembling lips, "I know, I will stay away from him..."

Bian Hui snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards Ling Haotian.

Jim should be thankful that Bian Hui's temper has been worn away by Cheng Jinying and Ling Haotian, otherwise the consequences will be even more serious.

Ling Haotian politely thanked Johnny Depu and Zhang Zhisheng, and after a few words, Depu left.

Ling Haotian and Zhang Zhisheng both knew about Depu's haughty character and his aversion to social media, so they didn't care, and they chatted.

The closer Zhang Zhisheng got to Ling Haotian, the more he felt an inexplicable familiarity in Ling Haotian.

Thinking that Ling Haotian could play the flute, and he could also speak Japanese and Korean, a crazy idea gradually arose.

That gentle man is also so polite when facing outsiders, but he never looks like this when facing himself.

Three years ago, he was still sleeping on Ling Haotian's lap, happily studying documents...

Three years later……

Where is he?

Watching Ling Haotian's lips move, Zhang Zhisheng was suddenly disgusted to hear these polite and perfunctory words.

He wanted to keep Ling Haotian, and asked him if he was the one in his heart.

He even wanted to confess to Ling Haotian, tell him that he regretted it long ago, and also wanted to ask him if he would give him another chance...

Although there are various indications that Ling Haotian is very likely to be his dead lover.

But looking at Ling Haotian talking freely, it doesn't seem like he hates himself. After all, if he was so decisive back then, if Haotian was still alive, how could he be so peaceful?

Zhang Zhisheng smiled wryly, why is he not peaceful? Ling Haotian has always been a handsome person, and when he is sure that it is irreparable, he will turn around gracefully, no matter how bitter his heart is, he will never beg and entangle...

Bian Hui walked up to the two of them, and naturally wrapped his arms around Ling Haotian's waist.

In country M, as long as he doesn't want to, there is no newspaper that will publish his gossip, so he hugs him without any scruples.

Ling Haotian has no intention of avoiding Bian Hui, he has already experienced the scandal of prostitution, what else is there to be afraid of?

Anyway, in country M, homosexuals are not discriminated against. He doesn't want to conceal his sexual orientation and wrong his lover for the sake of his career.

Now that he has enough fame, as long as he works hard, he doesn't have to worry that he won't get a role.

At least he hadn't heard that Zhang Ronghui couldn't get a role because of his sexuality.

As for people who don't understand him, why should he care about what they think?

"What are you talking about?" Bian Hui asked.

Zhang Zhisheng said, "Let's chat casually. My car broke down. Brother Hui gave me a ride. I'll go to your garage to pick up the car."

"Row."

After returning to the villa, Zhang Zhisheng went directly into the garage to pick up the car.

Bian Hui didn't intend to keep anyone, he didn't want to have a light bulb around when Baby got such a good ranking today.

Ling Haotian was obviously in a good mood. Although he won No.2, he calmed down and was already very satisfied.

After all, winning the first place is tantamount to sweeping the face of the people of country M, which will definitely affect their own future.

Such a result is the best for him.

The 800 million US dollars was his hard-earned money, and he had initially achieved financial independence. Even if Cheng Jinying left the house, he could still afford it.

And MS company's platinum contract is Ling Haotian's dream.

That means that MS will unconditionally provide him with five American dramas and five high-investment movies in the next five years.

These movies all have him as the male protagonist, as long as Ling Haotian's performance is not bad, then it is almost inevitable that he will be popular.

Ling Haotian, who was very energetic, snatched Fang Tianming's job, and planned to make dinner by himself, comfort himself, and review the taste of Sichuan cuisine.

Ling Haotian loves spicy food very much, but he had a bad stomach in his previous life, so he can only taste it lightly.

A while ago, he was practicing singing every day, and he couldn't even touch it at all. He was worried that his voice would be damaged. Now that everything has come to an end, he doesn't want to compete with singers for jobs.

Bian Hui was originally looking around with his arms folded, but he was soon suffocated by the dazzling hot air and ran out with tears in his eyes.

When Ling Haotian was laughing happily, the mobile phone in his pocket buzzed, and the three big characters Cheng Jinying came into his eyes, as if he was complaining that Ling Haotian was ignoring himself.