The Man Who Was the Villain [Transmigration Book]

The fact that Nie Luo is a mysterious mentor shocked the audience as soon as the second episode started.

His opening was wearing a mask and singing his new song with his own voice on the dance floor.

With a cold expression and a perfect body swaying in a dancing posture, it is full of restrained dancing.

The just right rhythm, rapid and short, but with the temptation of abstinence.

The eyes were fascinated by the rhythm, the body danced with the rhythm, but a high-pitched sound that was not harsh suddenly exploded in the ear.

His body was trembling, his heart was jumping, but his nasal cavity couldn't help humming this sweet melody.

On and off the stage, the crowd began to dance.

They hum the same tune and move their bodies to the rhythm.

It wasn't until the treble that pierced the venue reached the highest point that they regained themselves in a trance.

The four tutors sitting on the stage looked at each other.

"It's him?"

"It's him."

"It must be him."

The last person stood up with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his applause was warm and eager.

"There is no doubt that this mysterious mentor must be Teacher Nie Luonie. Let us welcome him with applause!"

Thunderous applause rang out in the studio, and a tall man wearing a mask slowly walked off the stage.

He has five fingers and one grasp.

The weird and frightening mask was taken off, and Nie Luo was wearing makeup.

The make-up is not light, it draws Nie Luo's deep outline deeper, those eyes are cold but affectionate, indifferent but with mysterious hooks, the attractive eyes can't help but fall on him.

"He was born to be in the spotlight."

Someone's voice sounded, but no one raised any objections.

Because no one can resist the charm of this man.

The netizens who were still giggling suddenly lost their voices.

After a full minute, a curse word floated across the barrage.

"Fuck! It's funny, who released this Gu king?"

"Gu King?"

Looking at this sentence, Fan Qing licked his thin lips with scarlet red on the tip of his tongue.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with it.

In his heart, isn't Nie Luo the Gu King?

With a low laugh, Fan Qing looked through Moments again.

Jin Ershao skiing, surfing, bonfire under the stars.

Have a good time?

Let Jin Ershao enjoy these days again.

Fan Qing let out a sigh of relief and continued to work.

Jin Si was also flipping through Moments.

He was still in a lazy posture, and his fingers were pinched and kneaded by the assistant.

He let out a comfortable sigh, and only then did he hear an unreal voice.

"Didn't it mean that he was a little more sensible?"

The assistant smiled helplessly, and then chuckled again as if thinking of something.

"Second Young Master has lived comfortably these few days."

"Oh?"

Jin Si showed a little curiosity, and exerted a little force on his fingers.

The assistant was hooked a little closer by him.

"What do you mean?"

The assistant supported his shoulders to stand firm, his face was speechless.

"When will your old man get rid of this strange hobby?"

After speaking, he deciphered it for Jin Si.

"Jin Ershao went to play this week, but he made a deal with Mr. Fan."

"I understand."

Jin Si interrupted him and leaned back lazily.

"Since he is the one who wants to make a deal with Fanqing, then I don't care."

He knew it.

The assistant shrugged and continued to massage his fingers for him.

the other side.

The staff knocked on the door in fear and came in.

No one responded.

He boldly pushed open the door gently.

Nie Luo's appearance is being played on the TV.

The employees also watched it, and even his girlfriend kept screaming in his ears, because this episode was really amazing.

It was so amazing that he couldn't help but wonder how human beings could be so perfect.

only……

The room was a mess.

It was like two worlds before he came in.

The employee swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suddenly regretted it.

Maybe he should have listened to his girlfriend before, and it would be nice to change a job, or at least another company.

Otherwise, how could he be reduced to the point where he needs to face these...

"Did you see it?"

The person who had been sitting motionless in front of the sofa suddenly made a sound.

Employees were taken aback.

"Look, what did you see?"

As soon as he finished asking, he quickly changed his words.

"No, no, I just came in and I didn't see anything!"

"Who asked you this?"

Jing Yuan stood up abruptly from the sofa.

His expression was very serene.

It was just vague, revealing a kind of abnormal excitement.

"I'm asking you, have you seen Nie Luo's expression? How is it? Is he perfect?"

Jing Yuan paused, and his voice suddenly became low with a trace of unspeakable weirdness.

"Is it perfect and beautiful, and so cold that people can't help but want to get him, and then destroy him, so that his cold face can no longer show such an arrogant gesture?"

Is this person perverted?

The employee took a sharp step back.

Is it too late for him to resign now?

"...Useless trash."

Jing Yuan gave him a disgusted look, then looked over the sofa and landed on Nie Luo in the paused screen.

It's really perfect.

Zhuo Yuan would definitely want such a perfect person, right?

What else is easier to destroy a person than sending it to Zhuo Yuan?

As long as Nie Luo is gone, won't his chance come?

The progress of the second issue of "Shining" is rapid.

The students who were still relatively young, after taking two classes with Nie Luo, their singing and dancing skills have improved significantly.

And faster, is the upcoming new stage performance.

After the 88 students were screened in the first round, only [-] remained.

And this time, only 64 of them can stay.

It's cruel, and it's cruel.

As a mysterious mentor, Nie Luo doesn't care about his students like the other four mentors.

He was like a surprise, an easter egg.

During these seven days, he can choose any student to teach and train at will, as long as he wants.

The cameraman has been following him for several days, and he still can't see this person's tendency at all.

Although the program team has long said that Nie Luo can guide whoever he wants to guide—their meaning is obvious, sometimes luck is also a part of strength.

But the camera followed Nie Luo, it would be better if Nie Luo's preferences and preferences could be seen.

After all, the topic popularity of this program group can be raised to another level.

only……

The cameraman was somewhat speechless.

This one obviously has no inclinations, okay?

He followed Nie Luo for several days, and sometimes he even felt that Nie Luo was like a precise, perfect and fair-calculating machine.

Almost all the students, Nie Luo, went to see it.

Almost all the students have been instructed by Nie Luo.

If Nie Luo had been born in ancient times, he would have been an emperor who could make every concubine feel even rain and dew, right?

Really can't see anything at all.

This situation continued until the day of the competition.

Today's game recording went very smoothly.

It can even be said that it was a surprise to everyone in the program group.

Almost every student has improved a lot compared to before.

This kind of progress was not obvious before, but after standing on the stage, the strong contrast made everyone see the clues.

The cameraman following Nie Luo realized something immediately.

Where everyone has improved is where he saw Nie Luo personally pointing out.

He looked stunned.

He couldn't even believe it.

Can anyone really do this kind of place?

So how powerful is this person himself?

It's just that the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

But it became more and more certain - all the students really made progress under Nie Luo's guidance!

The performance of the last group ended, and the four instructors spoke highly of them.

They were surprised by the growth of all the students, but they were all satisfied at the same time—after all, the four of them were the mentors of these students in name.

At this point in the recording, according to the original order, Nie Luo should make the final summary - this is also his last appearance on this show.

After that, he can finish filming and leave the program group.

only……

Nie Luo looked at the expressions of the program crew, and suddenly noticed something strange.

Not quite right.

He noticed the abnormality almost instantly - the camera changed.

Nie Luo's sensitivity to the camera is almost outrageous.

All this stems from the countless shots he has experienced.

Accumulated over a long period of time has created his keenness.

But now, Nie Luo sensed something was wrong.

All the shots are quietly turning to the background.

That place, he also played there before.

Nie Luo suddenly hid his breath.

He almost immediately hides himself behind the following cameraman.

His movements were extremely inconspicuous, and it seemed that he just moved his body casually. The cameraman was thinking about another thing the program crew said before, so he didn't notice it.

--split line--

On the road, a low-key commercial vehicle came galloping.

Fan Qing pinched the center of his brows, feeling tired.

But at the thought of being able to surprise Nie Luo soon, he was filled with inexhaustible strength.

But before that...

Fan Qing quickly dialed Jin Si's phone number.

"Although Jin Ershao has already told you, I think I should thank you."

Jin Si snorted softly, his attitude was much more approachable than before.

"You're welcome, I heard you said you moved that brat to work today?"

"I can't hide it from you, this is a deal between me and him."

Fan Qing was magnanimous.

Jin Si has nothing to do.

Jin Yi can go to work for two days occasionally, and he is already very satisfied.

He knows better than anyone how much that brat loves to play.

"I've already taken care of what you want. As long as you go there, someone I arrange will take you in. You can go to Nie Luo and find him yourself."

Jin Si is lazy, and he always feels uncomfortable in winter.

"But I have a message for you."

Fan Qing just wanted to thank him again, but heard something else.

He froze slightly, his voice subconsciously lowered a few times.

"Mr. Jin, do you have any news for me?"

"Not good news."

Jin Si yawned, and a dark light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

"My people told me that besides me, Zhuo Yuan also got someone in. He spent as much money as me. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Jing Yuan?"

Zhuo Yuan got Jing Yuan into the show?

why?

What do they want to do?

In the blink of an eye, Fan Qing had already determined the answer to this question.

"They want to attack Nie Luo on the show?"

"uh-huh."

Jin Si played with two bottles of essential oil with his fingers, and quickly threw them aside in a bored manner.

Even the best essential oils are useless without the right people.

"The news has been sent to you, please work hard."

At this moment, the recording and broadcasting scene.

A beam of light hit the stairs in the backstage, and a tall and gentle figure slowly walked up the stage.

The host's eyes flickered with unknown meaning, but he still spoke loudly.

"So now we are going to announce a hidden rule this time - that is, we have invited the popular artist Jing Yuan! He will hold an important voting right next to the mysterious mentor Nie Luo. This vote will It is possible to change the fate of everyone!"

Almost instantly, Nie Luo noticed a familiar abnormality.

Before he raised the knife and dropped it, Jing Yuan looked straight at him with a pair of eyes.

"I didn't expect that the program team would invite me to be the guest of honor this time. Although my vote is very important, it is certainly not as good as the one in Nie's hands."

He paused, his tone seemed soft, but it was actually full of substantive malice.

"Brother Nie, long time no see, why don't you come and say hello to me?"

In an instant, all the cameras turned to Nie Luo's direction.

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This hasn't been written yet? ? ?

i fuck...

There is no way, this chapter is also 3500

Scratching your head, it’s more than 1 today, why haven’t you written it yet?

Do I have so many things in my head?

My hand, you are useless!

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