President of Chuancheng Entertainment

No one can see who is in the dark, but fortunately this is not a charity gala broadcast in real time.

Otherwise, no matter how fast Song Yu's hand is, it will not be as fast as the speed of TV and Internet transmission.

There were rustlings in the crowd, and some people began to yell why they hadn't called someone to deal with the problem. Some simply turned on the flashlight of their mobile phones and looked for the location of the switch in the dark.

Song Yu thought it was still bad, and hurried to the backstage control office.

This place is also in chaos, but luckily the emergency fire indicator light is still on, and you can still roughly see who the person in front of you is in the blur.

"He's really drunk, and the power outage at this juncture almost made him notorious!"

An excessively hoarse voice came into his ears, and the content of the words made Song Yu stop in his tracks. When he looked back, he saw Yan Lang sitting next to a laptop with his hands folded in front of his chest. Another staff member manipulating the large projection screen.

Naturally, he knew who was playing tricks.

Stepping forward quickly, before Yan Lang could clearly see who was coming, Song Yu had already pulled off the USB flash drive plugged into the laptop, held it in his hand and said impatiently: "It seems that you really don't know the person at all. Don't take my words to heart."

Yan Lang originally thought about when the power supply would be restored quickly so that Xia Chen could never appear on the silver screen.

As a result, the light in front of him dimmed, and a hand stretched out to snatch the inserted USB flash drive. He raised his head and was about to scold some blind thing.

Hearing that faint words and seeing Song Yu's expression so indifferent that it froze frost and snow, Yan Lang, who was originally calm, immediately jumped up!

"Song Sanshao..."

As soon as Yan Lang opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he covered his mouth in panic, hoping that Song Yu would ignore his unpleasant voice.

"Don't call me, I didn't expect that you would never hit the south wall and never look back." Song Yu raised the USB flash drive in his hand and broke it fiercely, "I hope this is the last document I saw on this video, otherwise -"

Song Yu casually threw the damaged USB drive into the trash can, "Otherwise, you will be like this thing, throw it into the non-recyclable trash can."

Yan Lang trembled all over, and said tremblingly: "Song Sanshao, I really don't know what you mean..."

He did ask Wen Tianhao to look for someone, but the unreliable thing told him that something happened temporarily and he left first... Could it be——

Did this guy also meet Song Sanshao?

Hello Wen Tianhao!Didn't tell him!Let's see how he retaliates in the future!

Seeing his expression, Song Yu also guessed a lot, lightly: "Finally remembered?"

Only then did Yan Lang think of this big Buddha. His ancestor was still here, so he quickly changed his face, put on a flattering smile and a courteous attitude, "Song Sanshao, you have to listen to my explanation! It's really that Wen Tianhao is not human... ..."

"I'll listen to your explanation!" Song Yu blocked the chair that Yan Lang moved over for him with his foot, and mocked: "I can't stand it, anyway, don't you go around saying that you are going to be angry?"

"How can I, Song, be able to stand the service of the future actor?"

He received a gift from his brother's company, and wondered if he should increase the itinerary and adjust resources for some talented people.

As a result, on the second day after seeing this Yan Lang who was boasted wildly by the female employees of his brother's company, all kinds of messy announcements were flying all over the sky.

Talk about why he is optimistic about this new generation of singing princes, and he is behind him.

Song Yu just kept silent, and didn't find out who was talking nonsense behind his back.

He didn't say it doesn't mean he didn't know.

It's just that sometimes he feels that it's unnecessary to reveal all these trivial things, so as to embarrass everyone together.

As a result, there are always some people who, given a little sunshine, will be brilliant, and they are so boastful that they can't be seen.

"Song Sanshao, please forgive me this time... I really know what I did wrong! I shouldn't use these dirty methods..." Yan Lang held a chair in his hand, trying to make himself a little pitiful .

But I didn't want Song Yu to snort coldly, "What do you think you did wrong? Is it because of the means?"

"You're wrong because you shouldn't have put your hands on my Songyu people. Can you move Xia Chen?"

Just at this moment, the light above his head turned on with a "beep", and Yan Lang saw Song Yu's usually gentle and harmless face with a sneer and contempt.

His heart sank to the bottom of the sea all of a sudden, feeling the biting cold.

He believed that there would never be another high-quality benefactor like Song Yu in this world, right?

I didn't expect that Xia Chen, who had already broken with "SYU", could make Song Yu so protective. With a slight movement, he would pounce on the tiger whose tail had been trampled on.

But he just hit the muzzle of the gun, and it seems that the rest of the schedule can be emptied.

Just when Yan Lang was still trying to explain, a red figure turned around and left the background...

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Back at the venue, no one mentioned the unfinished video just now, and everyone listened carefully to the dazzling and charming man on the stage in silence.

Song Yu stood quietly at the entrance gate where he had just stood, and raised his eyes to stare at the figure in a neat suit with a serious expression.

He himself probably didn't know why he would say those misleading words as soon as his brain got hot, maybe from the depths of this body, Xia Chen had already become an existence that cannot be ignored.

Anyway, he's said it all, and it's useless to worry about it now.

He simply didn't think about anything, and looked up at Xia Chen holding the manuscript in his hand, with the attention of everyone watching.

Unexpectedly, Xia Chen on the stage suddenly looked at where he was, with sincerity and seriousness written in his radiant peach eyes, his long eyelashes curled up, and his smile made everything pale.

Such a powerful smile made Song Yu's little heart beat a few times faster, and he took a small step back secretly.

This is really... a beauty!