President of Chuancheng Entertainment

Xia Chen glanced at his blocking hand, his radiant peach eyes were filled with the usual arrogance and indifference to contempt for everything.

Treating Xia Chen who approached him so calmly made him even more dissatisfied.

Why do you, a lost dog, continue to treat me with this attitude? !

Xia Chen turned his body sideways, ignored Yan Lang's accusation, and continued to walk forward.

Yan Lang knew that this guy still had a wound on his right hand, so he quickly withdrew his hand that was stretched out in front of him, changed direction, and grabbed at the crook of his right elbow.

After successfully touching it, I saw a trace of pain flash across Xia Chen's face.

He was overjoyed, and the strength to grab his elbow was a little stronger, "King Xia, come over and have a chat!"

Xia Chen frowned, and tilted his head, "Let go."

Yan Lang then pretended that he didn't know anything, let go of his hand with an "oops", "I'm sorry, King Xia, I accidentally got too excited."

But to his surprise, Xia Chen didn't argue with him anymore, and still treated him like he was looking at the air.

Ignoring everyone present, he went straight to an empty sofa and sat down, playing with the tail ring of his left hand with his right hand calmly.

Damn it!

How dare you ignore him?

Who doesn't know that he is now a big celebrity in front of President Song?

Yan Lang put on a perfect smile, took a cup of milk tea and walked over.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry just now! I really didn't mean it, did you get hurt?" Yan Lang handed the milk tea to the person in front.

Xia Chen just slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at the table in front of him, and said indifferently: "Just put it down."

Yan Lang's hands were holding the milk tea in the air, and the hands holding the cup body unconsciously tightened slowly, still smiling and said: "Don't worry, brother Chen, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I didn't want to help you yesterday. I met President Song,

He said that he would personally arrange resources for me, how dare I be a hot search in this period? "

While talking, he secretly peeped at Xia Chen who was not interested in everything on the sofa, and his eyes lit up when he mentioned "President Song".

So he spoke more vigorously, just to let this arrogant person know what the situation is now.

He Xia Chen is no longer the Xia Chen who is sought after by others and has a strong backstage.And he will definitely take his place and enjoy all the glory from the stage!

"By the way, President Song also said that my voice is like a silver bell in the wind and a mountain spring with a tinkle. He always wanted me to participate in the variety show developed by the boy group. Later, he insisted on arranging a lot of itineraries for me. I really don't like it." Well refused.

By the way, Brother Chen, the endorsement of ABC has been replaced by me, you don't care, do you? "

Seeing that person's exquisite and perfect facial features becoming more and more gloomy, his eyes seemed to have been quenched with frost and snow, making him icy cold.

"What do you want to say?" The voice was gloomy and low, as if it came from the bottom of the throat.

Sure enough, it's Song Yu, all the feelings can be said to be withdrawn as soon as they are withdrawn.

Can't wait to welcome newcomers, can't you?

What are you still wanting from such a person, what are you still dreaming about? !

Yan Lang also felt a little guilty, this passage was originally half true and false, Song Sanshao called him over, he just listened to him sing a few lines, praised a few words "not bad, very good", and then called someone Arrange resources accordingly.

There is no such thing as begging and begging to give him resources and promote him to the top.

However, he believes that with his young talent and good looks, he will definitely win Song Sanshao's favor, and his ascension is just around the corner!

Facing Xia Chen, who had received much attention, he couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous and dissatisfied.

"Brother Chen, I know that President Song liked you before. But now he is interested in me, so you don't have to treat me with this attitude? Anyway, we are just playing for fun..."

Yan Lang was still talking non-stop, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of Xia Chen standing up with a "chuckle", grabbed his collar suddenly, and pressed him firmly on the sofa!

His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear the original voice: "Shut up."

The stars sitting scattered on the side were all frightened by this sudden change, and stood up one after another, flustered and didn't know how to dissuade them.

On one side is the old love of Song Shao who is well-known and constantly scandalous;

No matter what they do, they are afraid of getting into trouble in the end.

Looking at this posture again, Xia Chen used his absolute height advantage to suppress Yan Lang who was pressed on the back of the sofa, and his left hand alone could hold him to death!

Yan Lang stretched out his hands to try to remove the left hand locked in his throat, but his eyes widened and he realized that he couldn't shake it at all!

It was like a piece of steel made of iron clamps around his neck, which made him almost unable to breathe. There was an almost cruel smile on that too perfect face,

Looking at him is more like looking at a mess of garbage.

Almost instantly, Yan Lang finally felt what it meant to be afraid.

This person can't be bothered at all.

He began to tremble all over, trying to break free from Xia Chen's shackles with all his strength, struggling with his hands and feet, but he found it was useless.

Breathing became more and more difficult, I felt the roar of the cochlea and my throat was itchy and I wanted to cough!

Wen Tianhao on the side left a deep shadow on Xia Chen's publicity on the day of the audition.

This person never cares who you are, even if it's the actor Chu Jingyan, he still dares to grab the collar and confront you!

At the casting scene of "Young Master", he could feel that Xia Chen was definitely not cowardly.

But he already felt that Yan Lang was waving to him, his face full of fear became more and more purple, and he went forward to save people but found that he couldn't move a step at all.

His feet were trembling, stiff and unwilling to face Xia Chen.

Everyone shuddered when they met those indifferent peach blossom eyes.

They all have a voice in their hearts: don't go up, Xia Chen dare not kill anyone.

But this was just their thoughts to comfort themselves. At this time, Yan Lang had no strength to resist anymore. He never thought that he would be strangled by someone, but no one was willing to come up to save him!

The despair surging in his heart made his throat convulse, his eyes rolled and his hands and feet twitched!

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd, a tall figure walked out, reached out and grabbed Xia Chen's left hand, "Let go, Xia Chen."

Xia Chen's hand didn't move.

A voice as mellow as old wine persuaded: "He's not worth what you're doing." Then he stretched out his hand and snapped off Xia Chen's left hand.

Yan Lang, who regained the fresh air, collapsed on the sofa, coughing violently and quickly, protecting his fragile neck that had already been pinched with bruises and bruises.

It was only then that Wen Tianhao dared to run up, and respectfully shouted "Mr. Xie" to the tall man, before rushing to investigate Yan Lang's situation.

Xie Junyi didn't expect to see this scene when he just got backstage, Xia Chen pinched an unknown little star like he was desperate, with an expression that wished that the person in front of him would disappear into this world.

And the circle of people on the side all looked terrified, and no one dared to step forward and tear the two of them apart.

Naturally, he didn't ignore the little star's way of exhaling more air than inhaling, fearing that he really couldn't support it.

Only then did he sigh, and stepped forward to pull the person away.

Seeing this scene, the assistant who arrived late was so angry that his facial features were distorted, and dragged Xia Chen from everyone's eyes into the empty prop room.

"What are you doing?! Are you happy to strangle him to death?" the assistant shouted

Xia Chen didn't refute, but said in a low voice, "I can't hold back..."

With his temper, he didn't lose his temper when Yan Lang stopped him for the first time - it was already the limit.

But he himself always wants to die, Xia Chen has no reason to refuse.

"Can't hold it back? You really can't hold it back! If Mr. Xie hadn't stopped you, it wouldn't be as simple as hacking the whole Internet now. You go to jail for me!"

"You you you! How dare you laugh at me?!"

"Brother Xu, stop talking, I really want to laugh. I'm really happy to strangle him to death."

"... Ahh!!"

Brokers are going crazy.

Xia Chen was already in a bad mood at the time, but someone was willing to bump into him, and he often couldn't control himself when he exploded.

But now that he has calmed down, he comforted his manager, "Brother Xu, isn't something wrong?"

"shut up!"

Brother Xu found that he could no longer treat Xia Chen politely, he was afraid he would die of anger.

Throwing the flow chart in his hand to Xia Chen, "Remember him, and there will be your speech at the end."

In order to create a positive image for this guy, Brother Xu gritted his teeth and donated the money with blood dripping from his heart.

After Xia Chen took it, he just looked at it casually, "These are not much different, I will do it, you go out first and help me find a seat."

When Brother Xu went out, Xia Chen's eyes darkened again, thick and deep.

No matter how successful this speech is, it may be useless...

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And Yan Lang outside finally slowed down, but it was still like a fire, he tried to speak, but found that his voice was rough and unpleasant, like a sharp stone stuck in his throat.

"That bastard definitely did it on purpose!!!" Yan Lang let out a shrill voice.

Yan Lang was born in the draft, and his facial features are not ugly, but in front of a bunch of outstanding young meat, it is a bit unsightly.

But the advantage is that he knows how to use his own voice. Every time he chooses a song, he will try his best to highlight the advantages of his voice, and his original appearance is not too pleasing to the eye.

As a result, he was labeled as a powerful singer and has countless fans.

After a lot of fighting and intrigue, I finally got a chance to debut with an English song, and then I publicized the sound of nature and so on.

Yan Lang usually treasures his own throat very much, it doesn't smell a little spicy, but now it's fine, and he doesn't need to protect it, it's almost destroyed by Xia Chen.

"Wen Tianhao, go and ask who took the picture just now!"

A calculating light flashed in Yan Lang's eyes, he must make Xia Chen regret it for the rest of his life!

If you want to use this charity gala to clear your name, don't even think about it!

I want to see how you clean up this time!