The old attack of Mr. Si's family is on the hot search again today

At night, the Tianhai Bar was full of people, and people crowded on the dance floor and danced wildly. Suddenly, the melodious notes turned and the passionate metal songs sounded.

The crowd screamed like a bungee jumper suddenly thrown off a high platform, and people turned to the stage.

"Damn! Is it Brother Jiang's new song? This high note is going to scare me to death!"

"What's an adjective called? Even the soul trembles?"

"No, I feel like my body is shaking, brother Jiang Jiang loves me again!"

"Hahaha dead! Brother Jiang won't take a fancy to you."

"To shut up!"

Almost everyone's eyes were on the stage.

The lead singer is dressed in black, showing his sharp facial features under the illumination of colored light. He is singing and dancing, and he is swaying sweat and hormones to his heart's content. When he soars his high notes, his chest rises and falls violently, and beads of sweat slide down his chest muscles. Sexy and dangerous, aggressive like a cheetah.

Sitting in front of the bar was a young man wearing sunglasses and a hat. The young man looked at the lead singer with complicated eyes, holding the wine glass with some force.

The person standing next to him said: "A song by a nobody, is it worth 200 million?"

"You don't understand, my 3D concert is just one song away from being perfect." Liu Mocheng took a sip of the red liquid in his hand, still staring too hard at Jiang Yan.

"Then I'll ask you?" the manager said, but after he finished speaking, he waited for a long time without Liu Mocheng's reply, so he turned his head to look over.

Liu Mocheng put down his wine glass, still silent, as if he was still thinking about something he had already decided on.

The manager glanced at the wine glass. As a singer, Liu Mocheng usually pays attention to the maintenance of his throat, but today he took a sip of wine... It seems a little stressed.

Selling a song for 500 million is actually just a result of Liu Mocheng's self-esteem. He thinks that the song he can't make must be worth at least this price, otherwise he will belittle himself in disguise.

This is a very strange psychology.

The manager frowned and looked at Jiang Yan on the stage. The other party's vocal range was very wide, and he could change it freely. He didn't look like an underground singer who ate and died in a bar.

The manager pondered for a moment, then looked down at his watch: "It's late, there will be an announcement tomorrow."

Liu Mocheng hesitated for a while before standing up: "Let's go." He lowered the brim of his hat and walked out first.

The manager followed behind, thinking that Liu Mocheng would prefer to use his own songs, if he was not desperate.

He looked back at Jiang Yan again, walked out of the bar in two or three steps, the bright lights outside seemed to be a different world from the dim, corrupt bar.

He got in the car and said, "I think your opening song is already very good."

"It almost feels like..." Liu Mocheng took off his hat and threw it on the seat a little annoyed, and raised his hand to stroke the hair on his forehead.

He frowned tightly, his song was not as good as the other party's "Dawn" after all.

Why is that kind of person singing...

A little guy living in a dark, dank, bottom layer.

The manager was silent, he started the car and looked at the back and forth traffic ahead.

Perhaps the reason is very simple.

Moths love to jump into flames.

The showiest flowers grow in the shadiest places.

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After inspiring the atmosphere, Jiang Yan sang for two hours before leaving the venue, and changed to the second team to perform. This bar is very famous, and the night gets more and more crowded.

Jiang Yan returned to the rest room and took off all the decorations such as metal earrings, necklaces, bracelets, rings, etc. He threw the jewelry on the plate casually, and the sound of jingling rang in the small room.

Suddenly someone rushed in and scolded as soon as he opened his mouth: "Damn it! I didn't find that bastard Chen Le!"

Another person also ran in and said, "Perhaps he has left the city."

Jiang Yan looked up at himself in the mirror, with a cold expression on his face: "Since he had premeditated, he wouldn't be found so easily by us."

Li Yinan looked angrily: "Don't find him for me!"

"Then what should we do?" Li Ji who rushed in first shrugged his shoulders like a deflated balloon.

"Take one step at a time." Jiang Yan picked up the black coat hanging on the chair, "Let's go back and rest today."

"Okay..." Li Ji followed behind him with heavy steps.

"I'd better look for it again." Li Yinan said and ran out again, Jiang Yan didn't have time to stop him.

Jiang Yan frowned and pressed his head. He still felt a little headache. It had been a few days. It seemed that Chen Lezhen didn't say anything about his feelings, and he was ruthless.

Fortunately, he couldn't get any serious medicine...

Otherwise, a few of them were really destroyed.

Li Ji said dejectedly: "I don't understand, we have known each other for four or five years, and since he said betrayal, he betrayed."

Jiang Yan glanced back at Li Ji. Although Li Ji was tall and big, he was a bit naive, and his hair was a little yellow. He looked like a big golden retriever that had been abandoned.

Jiang Yan subconsciously played with the metal plate on his chest: "We just happened to meet scum." He looked at the distorted art murals in the corridor and said.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a lewd face came over, "Jiang Yan, remember to come to work tomorrow."

Jiang Yan put his hands in his pockets and sneered: "You don't have to follow us all day, are you afraid that we will run away?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm afraid you will retreat temporarily."

Li Ji got angry when he saw him: "Aren't you just throwing stones at you?"

The middle-aged man snorted: "I am saving a life and building a seven-level pagoda. Don't you really need money? After signing the contract, I also gave 50 yuan. If you don't do it, you have to do it for me!"

"That guy Chen Le made us faint! And we didn't receive the 50 yuan!" Li Ji was very angry. He didn't expect that Chen Le could imitate their handwriting, and then pressed them unconsciously.

"We will go." Jiang Yan gave him a sideways glance, and passed him with long legs.

The middle-aged man shouted relentlessly from behind: "I'll wait for you to come tomorrow!"

"It really lingers." Thinking of what contract they signed, Li Ji almost wanted to vomit blood, "Can we report him?"

Jiang Yan's eyes were gloomy: "The problem is that what we signed is an 'action movie' Wu Ti, unless there is real evidence." And once signed for ten years, liquidated damages of 500 million, that director Wei could sue them at any time.

"Fuck, if you want real evidence? Then we have already been beaten by that? Will we be labeled as accomplices?" Li Ji couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.

Jiang Yan was silent, which was also one of the troublesome reasons. They were low-level people with no power and power. Jiang Yan was also filled with anger. He walked out of the corridor and looked at the colored lights at the door.

But anyway, they don't have anything, and those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

Jiang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes: "Are you afraid if a fish dies and the net breaks?"

As soon as Li Ji heard it, he knew that Jiang Yan didn't want to bear it either: "Don't be afraid, I can't swallow this breath."

"That's good." Jiang Yan pulled the corner of his mouth, "Maybe we can use the police force to chase Chen Le back." By the way, we sent Director Wei and his group in, and these people probably deceived many people.

Li Ji rubbed his hands wretchedly: "If I find Chen Le, I must beat him up first!"

Unknowingly came to the fork in the road, Jiang Yan patted him on the shoulder: "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Li Ji felt that there was hope in life again.

Jiang Yan smiled and turned to another intersection. There were trash cans on the side of the road, and the walls were covered with posters. He couldn't help but lit a cigarette.

Suddenly a black cat chased the fat and strong mouse and ran past his feet.

Jiang Yan glanced back subconsciously, only to see a series of tube buildings with faint lights. This is the community he lives in, which is also nicknamed the slum area. The biggest feature is chaos and filth.

When he returned home, he found that the door lock had also been broken. Anything can happen to a person at the worst time.

He opened the door and went in. There was a small room inside. Everything was messed up. In fact, there was nothing of value. Jiang Yan stepped on the debris on the floor and walked to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a bowl of instant noodles.

Turn on the TV, and the TV is replaying the performance celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Yan had no feelings for this kind of program. He got used to it after living alone for a long time, and he didn't have time to enjoy this kind of spiritual entertainment. He fell asleep after eating noodles and taking a fighting bath.

-

The next day Jiang Yan went to Director Wei's so-called company, which was actually just a simple studio.

Jiang Yan changed his clothes and came out of the dressing room. The black silk shirt was opened, revealing a strong chest and beautiful mermaid lines.

The door of the locker room on the other side was also pushed open, Li Yinan pulled the pink shirt on her body and cursed: "Damn, you're so motherly!"

"Fuck! It's all because that scumbag Chen Le betrayed us!" Li Ji's 1.9-meter figure almost knocked off the fragile door panels. He looked at the makeup artists around him, and they had already reported to the make-up artists.

Jiang Yan slammed the door behind him: "Be patient a little longer."

Li Yinan and Li Ji nodded.

At this moment, Director Wei came over and inspected their bodies with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, I have fallen in love with you a long time ago, maybe this is your way out, what kind of society is it now? Don't be so pedantic. "

Li Ji really wanted to say, "You're paralyzed", but she endured him first.

Jiang Yan glanced at him expressionlessly: "Then let's start quickly."

Director Wei said with a half-hearted smile, "Mr. Jiang still has a sense of humor. In fact, doing this business is more promising than you singing in bars. Our goal is overseas markets."

Jiang Yan looked at the scene. The lights were dim, the bed curtain was dragged to the ground, and a white foot was sticking out of the bed, but he couldn't see through the scene inside. The setting was simple and rough, but also very straightforward.

Director Wei seemed to be very satisfied with his masterpiece, he turned his head and shouted: "Everyone take your place! The cameraman is ready to move, Jiang Yan, you go on stage first!"

Jiang Yan endured the discomfort and crossed the clothes all over the floor, not knowing the taste of this third-rate director.

Suddenly there was a "click", and Director Wei said dissatisfiedly: "You are going to be happy now, not to blow up a bunker! Don't look like you are eating shit! Acting aggressively! Will pretending to be aggressive?"

Li Ji couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Obviously they forced us to eat..."

"Understood." Jiang Yan turned his eyes to look at the wall clock on the wall and walked again. This time, he walked a little lazily, and there was a sense of rogue in his movements.

Walking to the bed and lifting the curtain, several cameras followed. Jiang Yan lowered his head to see what the heroine looked like when he heard commotion from behind.

"Who? Who let them in?"

"Director! He seems to be the president of Xinghan Entertainment!"

The president of Xinghan Entertainment?

Xinghan Entertainment is a dark horse that has risen in recent years. Si Congning is the founder of the company. He is more famous than the company's first-line stars by virtue of his high-cold, abstinent, handsome, rich and wealthy image.

Jiang Yan turned his head and looked over, and saw a stern-looking man covering his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, his brows were furrowed, as if he was in extreme discomfort. He scanned the surrounding environment, revealing deep disgust and disgust from his expression to his eyes. disgust.

Jiang Yan seemed to be able to smell the perfume on the other party's body. This tyrant seemed to be a very delicate person. It seemed that he had to choose his living environment carefully. Unlike them, a kennel would be nice. up.

Jiang Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, and took out a cigarette, and the president over there just happened to look at it, and the two of them suddenly looked at each other, Jiang Yan took the cigarette in a leisurely manner. Put it into his mouth and smile at him.

Sure enough, the other party frowned again, Jiang Yan turned his head to look at the clock, and smiled suddenly, the time is almost up, will the anti-pornography team bring President Si back with him when they come?

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