The leader is also in the entertainment industry

"I'm fine, you don't need to come over."

Frowning, Mu Yuanxiu said calmly to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, someone is here, hang up."

Without waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to respond, Mu Yuanxiu simply pressed the end call button.

It's ridiculous.

"Mu Yuanxiu" was knocked half to death before... No, to be precise, the real "Mu Yuanxiu" had already been knocked to death, and Cui Jingfan didn't show anything at that time.What's the matter with being so attentive now?

"Teacher Mu is very energetic, isn't he?"

Wang Zhichen walked to Mu Yuanxiu's bedside with a smile, "How is it, is there any serious problem?"

"Mr. Wang is just joking. It's fine for others to call me 'Teacher Mu', but what's the point of calling me like Mr. Wang?"

Mu Yuanxiu smiled politely, and leaned back on the raised bed frame.

"Kevin, you go out first. I have something to 'have a good talk' with Yuanxiu."

Sitting on the sofa beside the hospital bed, Wang Zhichen looked at the sympathy flower baskets sent by fans in the room, and smiled coldly.Looking up, looking at Mu Yuanxiu who was half lying on the bed in a loose hospital gown, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The first time I saw this bold man was in the first round of the "Show Me Boy" competition.At that time, he already had a caring little baby Sheng Jiayan. Compared with those glamorous freshmen in their early 20s, he just glanced at this man who looked like an antique, and he was really not interested.

It's just that the man, who was so unremarkable in any way, actually made it all the way to the top ten, top eight, and even the top six finals.Every time he saw his tough results in the broadcast of the program, he was really surprised.

But what really impressed him was the restroom on the radio station that night in the finals...

That day, Sheng Jiayan was dressed in a fancy dress, probably because he was about to win the championship, the child was extraordinarily radiant, and he couldn't help but twitch his index finger when he saw it, knowing that it was time for the performance, he dragged him into the toilet cubicle.

But when Sheng Jiayan's enthusiasm entered and exited, even though he heard someone coming from outside, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Basically, anyone with a bit of common sense knows to avoid suspicion.

But the person outside didn't have it.

His erect organs were coming in and out of Sheng Jiayan's mouth, and he could even see his own shape emerging from Sheng Jiayan's throat.At that time, his head had to be said to be hot, but listening to the sound of the person outside washing his hands slowly, he actually felt that he gradually calmed down, and even wanted to go out and meet the person outside for a while to see who it was There is such a psychological quality.

After making the last few sprints, seeing Sheng Jiayan opening his mouth in embarrassment and swallowing a mouth full of turbidity, he almost couldn't wait to push away the man kneeling at his feet, put on his clothes, pushed the door and walked out.

The dim light in the bathroom shone on the mirror in front of the sink, and the person who was washing his hands looked up and looked at himself.

Probably because he had just washed his face, there were still a few drops of water on the face in the mirror, and the reflection of the water droplets dazzled Wang Zhichen, who was used to beauties.

He walked up to the man pretending to be calm and turned on the faucet.

"Mr. Wang, hello."

The man raised his thin lips and greeted himself calmly.

It's as if they are not in the bathroom now, but in some high-end occasion.

He turned his face away and looked at the man's slender hands and feet, his fair face, his seductive figure tightly wrapped in a traditional Tang suit, his brown, light brown eyes with a sense of restraint, and his slightly mean light-colored lips, Suddenly I regretted it.

How could he miss such a peerless beauty?

Are people like Sheng Jiayan rare in the entertainment industry?

It was this kind of regret that made him completely forget Sheng Jiayan, who was docile like a kitten in the past few months, and handed over the honor of the championship to him and said to him, "Since I know Mr. Wang, why is it too late?" ?” The old man.

He had seen Mu Yuanxiu who was plain and unpretentious at the beginning, Mu Yuanxiu who exuded intellectual charm on the stage, and the provocative Mu Yuanxiu, but he had never seen Mu Yuanxiu lying obediently in a hospital bed like this On the table, Mu Yuanxiu was slightly pale.

It seems that he is not a 30-year-old man, but a frail, well-behaved and sensible youth.People can't wait to hug it in their arms and love it well.

"Tell me, how many faces do you have?"

Wang Zhichen looked straight at Mu Yuanxiu, and sneered, "I don't think Mr. Mu is suitable for singing. The film and television industry is where Mr. Mu should go."

"I really can't understand what Mr. Wang said more and more."

Mu Yuanxiu stretched out his arms from under the quilt and brushed the loose hair on his forehead.

Wang Zhichen's eyes followed Mu Yuanxiu's almost transparent white arm, seeing the pink luster of the neatly manicured nails, looking at the fair and slender but not feminine fingers, he couldn't help but secretly swallowed his saliva .

He seemed to see Mu Yuanxiu lying under his body, swaying up and down with his movements ecstatically.And he would grab that beautiful hand, put it near Mu Yuanxiu's mouth, and watch him stick out his red tongue, drenching his fingers with wet luster one by one...

"Mr. Wang?"

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Mu Yuanxiu asked in confusion.

"Humph……"

Wang Zhichen changed his sitting posture in embarrassment, and secretly scolded himself for what happened today, for being so unfocused.He didn't come here to flirt with this old man.

"I want to ask Mr. Mu how exactly what happened today."

Finally regaining his sanity, Wang Zhichen said seriously.

This bastard actually has a bit of concentration, and under the influence of his "soul-absorbing incense", he can still maintain his sanity.It seems that I have not prepared spices and poisons for a long time since I came to this world, and my skills have regressed a little...

Mu Yuanxiu looked at the flower basket behind Wang Zhichen with some regret.

"I think Mr. Wang already knew what happened today through the TV tape. Although I was at the scene at the time, the incident happened only in an instant. There were officials before...the police came to ask. What is special about Mr. Wang? question?"

Mu Yuanxiu laughed.

"The evidence the police have is nothing more than the footage shown on TV and the testimony of the audience, but I don't think it's true."

Wang Zhichen stood up, walked to the bed, lowered his head oppressively, and looked at Mu Yuanxiu.

"There are eight cameras in the studio, and the footage broadcast by the TV station is only the one captured by the camera in the middle. But the truth is, it's not that simple for me to see a doctor—"

"Oh, so according to Mr. Wang, what is the truth?"

Mu Yuanxiu laughed dangerously, secretly gasping at his fingertips.

"Sheng Jiayan, the one with no brains, committed suicide, right?"

Straightening up, Wang Zhichen pressed his forehead with one hand, and let out a long sigh, "And you, you are playing tricks and returning the accident that should have happened to you to that idiot who even framed others and hurt himself. "

Mu Yuanxiu raised his eyebrows, and his condensed fingers hidden under the quilt gradually relaxed.

"That kid probably heard that the poles in the studio were loose, so he deliberately bumped into the background board to hurt you. I don't know how you knew his plan, but it's obvious from the route of the eighth camera—if If you didn't 'throw' Sheng Jiayan from behind, and if you pulled him back, it's impossible for him to be hit by the falling lampshade in his position!"

Wang Zhichen lowered his head, looked at Mu Yuanxiu, who was expressionless and completely unmoved by his words, and shook his head, "What's more, if you hadn't forced his head to the ground, his face would And he won't be hurt by the glass splashed on the ground... Obviously you caused him to be like this, but now people all over the country regard you as a hero who "sacrifices oneself to save others". Teacher Mu, you are worthy of being in college For senior intellectuals who have been involved, Sheng Jiayan's methods are simply a joke in his eyes, right?"

"Hehe, I don't know what Mr. Wang said at all. 'Sacrificing oneself to save others' doesn't count. I just acted subconsciously. How did Mr. Wang become so embarrassing?"

Mu Yuanxiu smiled resolutely as he let go of what was frozen in his hand.

Sheng Jiayan's injury today was naturally his masterpiece, but it was not on the same path as Wang Zhichen said.

To be honest, even if Sheng Jiayan didn't try to harm him today, he was already ready to let this kid suffer.

He had already noticed the loose light bracket from the first step into the studio.

In his previous life, Duanmu Jinghong lived a life of licking blood every day, and the habit of carefully observing the environment wherever he went was almost fused into his blood.As early as that time, he decided not to make Sheng Jiayan feel better today.

And Sheng Jiayan actually fully cooperated with his script, taking advantage of the game's opportunity to drag himself under the pole.

That being the case, Mu Yuanxiu was also unceremonious and helped him.Mu Yuanxiu held the small props used in the game between his fingers, and shot towards the connection of the bracket while everyone was not paying attention...

But Wang Zhichen was right in the later part, Sheng Jiayan's face was deliberately pressed on the floor by him.

What's so great about just breaking an arm and breaking a leg?But if Sheng Jiayan really died, it wouldn't do him any good to make a big fuss.Is there anything more damaging to an artist than disfigurement?

The other artists, Mu Yuanxiu, didn't know what was going on. For example, Sheng Jiayan didn't sing very well, and they didn't do very well either. Naturally, they only relied on this face.

Of course, he knew that there was more than one machine in the studio, so the moment he shot, the camera facing him was knocked away with skill.Even if the No. [-] camera that Mr. Wang said captured his actions, but because of the distance problem, it is still blurred. How can it be proved?

"I've always believed that this world is the world of smart people, even in the entertainment industry. Fools in this circle will only be destroyed at a faster speed than the ordinary world outside."

Wang Zhichen sat back on the sofa again, "So I am not surprised that he has ended up today. But I have spent a lot of energy on Sheng Jiayan, and I haven't recovered the cost yet, and he let you ruin like this, which really makes me uncomfortable." It's so easy to handle..."

"Then what does Mr. Wang think?"

Mu Yuanxiu asked.

"I thought... I thought Teacher Mu should be a smart person."

Wang Zhichen clapped his hands towards Mu Yuanxiu, "Now Sheng Jiayan is a useless person. The existence of EVER has become a joke. This happened before they made their debut. If I insist on letting the remaining members of EVER debut, it will definitely cause trouble. The resentment of Sheng Jiayan's fans. So I only have your card in my hand now - kill two birds with one stone, Mr. Mu's calculation is too good."

"Then Mr. Wang, will you follow the route I designed?"

Mu Yuanxiu curled his lips and looked at Wang Zhichen who was walking towards him step by step, his originally light eyes gradually became darker.

"Working with a smart beauty like Teacher Mu must be extremely pleasant..."

Wang Zhichen bent down and reached out to touch Mu Yuanxiu's thin shoulder.

"Mr. Wang..."

Looking up, Mu Yuanxiu smiled coldly, "With all due respect, Sheng Jiayan is in the emergency room next door right now."

Listening to this familiar conversation, Wang Zhichen smiled.

"I don't mind, I think it doesn't matter if he minds now. Don't you mind?"

"Ha ha……"

Mu Yuanxiu smiled and stretched out his hand, grabbing his tie, and Wang Zhichen crouched down.

"Yuanxiu..."

Looking at Mu Yuanxiu's unfathomable acting skills that shone like a lake, Wang Zhichen felt that his thoughts were getting more and more out of his control.

"Use my voice to summon your soul. From now on, your soul is with me..."

Lips opened and closed, and a deep voice came from his end like a spell.

Mu Yuanxiu took advantage of Wang Zhichen's confusion, and resorted to the secret secret of the cult that was not passed down - the soul-absorbing formula.

So what if the entertainment industry is dangerous?

As long as he controls the man in front of him, won't the entire domestic and even Asian entertainment circles run amuck?