The full-level celestial master became popular after being dressed as a craftsman

Detective Boy is a variety show funded by Crown Entertainment. The boss is Song Guanshan, and Song Zicheng is his younger brother.

In fact, Song Guanshan's reputation in the entertainment industry is not very good. He likes to force small stars, and often finds people to pull (pimps, in private, pornography, gambling, drugs, everything, meat and vegetables, and low moral character.

These are all well-known things.

And Song Zicheng came out of the same mother's womb as him, so naturally it seemed to be carved out of the same mold. The two scum can only be said to be brothers.

Fu Huanyu was stupid and timid, but he was full of curiosity. After suing Xue Jin against Crown Entertainment, he hesitated to look at the boss several times.

Xue Jin gave him an impatient look: "If you fart, let it go."

Fu Huanyu scratched his head, hehe twice, quickly looked at Cheng Yiyi, who bowed his head and was silent for a second, and started to fart: "The two people in Crown Entertainment are so bad, since this lady wants revenge and is not afraid of any consequences, why are you still doing it?" Want to stop her?"

"If there is revenge, they should have a reason for killing so many people..."

Xue Jin was looking at him, and Fu Huanyu's voice became smaller and smaller under his stare, until finally it stuck in his throat and did not utter a single word.

In the past, Xue Jin wouldn't even look at Fu Huanyu, but he just got his body today, and he was in a good mood, so he told him about it.

"There are rules in the world, and there are laws and regulations in the underworld. There are people from all walks of life. No one can predict the cause and effect of easily crossing the boundary. Forget it, you don't understand this."

Xue Jin waved his hand: "Song Zicheng's face is not good, there must be a bloodbath today, he was killed and orphaned and died young, judging from his appearance, his elder brother probably won't live long."

He patted Fu Huanyu on the shoulder with kind eyes: "What do you think you care about with a dying person? Wouldn't it be better to wait until he is dead than to let her come back without a cock because of her life?"

What Xue Jin didn't say was that Song Zicheng was the most crippled person in this catastrophe today, but he just drew a Dao talisman with the help of Cheng Yiyi's yin energy.

Anyone who is close to Song Zicheng, as long as he comes into contact with Cheng Yiyi and has evil thoughts in his heart, he will get involved in this karma.

One life for one life is the most fair thing.

Xue Jin looked up at the scorching sun in July, and hummed a ditty with his eyes closed.

Since he has a new body, he seems to be more and more helpful~

The Detective Boy program was suspended, and this incident became a hot search the next day. The variety show is currently being broadcast on the Internet, and the discussion is unprecedented. Netizens feel that this is very strange.

Because of the reason it was off the air, it turned out that several of the resident guests were sick?Still at the same time!

The Weibo under the official postponing broadcast has been flooded with fans and passers-by.

[Why did several artists just record a show together, but they fell ill one after another after they came back, why can't the show team come out and explain? ]

[It's outrageous!How many people really fell ill at the same time?Don't let any scandal break out, just cover it up in advance. ]

[Brother Huanyu is seriously ill, why the studio just issued a statement and didn't fart a single one! ]

[Why do I feel that this matter is a bit mysterious, don't bump into something...]

[I heard that these people all had a fever at the same time?What a coincidence? ]

[More than that!I have a relative who works in the program group. According to him, when these few went to the hospital, nothing happened. When it was their turn to register, they immediately fell down!Scared me to death! ]

[Fuck so supernatural? ]

[Take my Song Zicheng away!It's just a common flu can you stop talking nonsense?Thank you for reporting. ]

"Song Zicheng's fans are so pitiful. It's fine if the fans are scumbags. She may not know that she didn't have a fever, but stepped on the air and broke the bridge of her nose."

Fu Huanyu leaned on the sofa, hugged the phone and hissed, touched his nose, feeling very emotional: "It hurts so much when I think about it."

Xue Jin was wearing a nightgown, and was dipping a brush in cinnabar to draw symbols on yellow paper.

He has a dignified posture, standing at the desk to write and draw, with his back as straight as a small green pine.

It's just that he has a head of pink hair, half of his bangs are hanging down, and the other half is combed back. I don't know if the original owner's head has been chewed by a dog. The hair is half long and half short. There is a little Jiujiu tied in the back, and the short one on the right ear is braided, hanging by the ear.

Although this seems a bit nondescript, it is not so non-mainstream anyway.

After drawing the talisman, Xue Jin lifted the yellow paper and blew on it, and the cinnabar on it dried instantly. He folded it into a shape and stuffed it into a small cloth bag, and threw it to Fu Huanyu, who was lying dead on the sofa.

"Here you are, the rent."

Two pieces of paper are worth the rent of a luxury villa. If other people were present, they would definitely call him shameless, but Fu Huanyu quickly put the small cloth bag that Xue Jinshi threw away close to him. The treasure must be like something of.

He also had a look of life after disaster: "Fortunately, I'm smart, and I can't leave every step behind your butt, big brother, otherwise I will definitely fall on the bed like everyone else and have a high fever."

Xue Jin also read a bit of today's entertainment news, wiped his fingertips with a piece of paper, and asked him casually, "Why are you included in the fever list announced by the program group?"

Fu Huanyu came over cheerfully: "Of course, in this case, I have to report a fever, otherwise the whole program group will be alive and kicking all by myself, and other people should suspect that I am poisoned!"

He sighed: "The entertainment industry is very deep, and there are a lot of brainless fans who have delusions of being persecuted."

Xue Jin threw the used tissues into the trash can, clapped his hands and leaned against the back of the sofa, with a casual posture: "So now I'm the only one in the whole crew who doesn't have a fever?"

Fu Huanyu's face froze, and he suddenly realized that there seemed to be probably... no Xue Jin in the list.

He thumped his palms annoyedly: "It's over!"

Xue Jin didn't say anything more after mentioning it, and it seemed that he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Although the original owner of this body has already lined up to reincarnate, Xue Jin has karma since he occupied the body. Now his soul cannot fully integrate into the assimilated body. The best way is to follow the karma and follow the life trajectory of the original owner.

Being a star... Can I gain the belief in wish power?

Xue Jin squinted his eyes.

"Okay, I'm going to rest. Tomorrow, I remember to call someone to decorate my room with more lights, um... it's better to be colorful." He stood up and walked back to the room.

Although he didn't know why the boss's taste was so colorful, Fu Huanyu still nodded obediently.

Xue Jin was very satisfied.

In the afternoon, he was planning to go back to this body's home, but when he entered the door, he saw that the house was full of garbage, and the small dormitory was full of express boxes and takeaway boxes, and even suspected flies were flying around.

In less than a second, Xue Jin slammed the door hard.

Fu Huanyu acted according to circumstances, and when he thought of his damn eyes, he immediately invited the boss to live in his house.

He specifically emphasized that the single-living house is large, spacious, well-ventilated and well-lit, and can also be used as a mortgage for rent.

I don't know which word touched Xue Jin, but he immediately nodded and agreed, Fu Huanyu was so happy that he almost jumped up.

The next day, after Xue Jin woke up, he opened the curtains, turned off the wall lamp, and floated out of the room with the satisfaction of sleeping all over his body.

The decoration workers called by Fu Huanyu had already come to the door. Seeing that Xue Jin was coming out, he asked the workers to go in and install the lamp.

"Boss, what do you think?" Fu Huanyu excitedly pointed at the lamp on the ground, his face full of complacency.

"I got up early in the morning and picked these lights. They are colorful and bright. I guarantee you will like them!"

Xue Jin just glanced at it. I won't comment on whether it looks good or not, but it looks really bright.

He nodded in satisfaction, and took the hot milk handed over by Fu Huanyu.

"By the way, I received a call from Director Wang this morning." Only then did Fu Huanyu remember the business.

"Our program team seems to be changing sponsors."

He approached Xue Jin furtively, wanting to whisper something in his ear, but after being glanced at lightly by the other party, he retracted his head cowardly, and said in a low voice, "I heard that Crown Crown is going bankrupt! Suddenly a victim called the police last night, saying I have been persecuted by the Crown boss’s unspoken rules for a long time, and there is a lot of evidence, even including the evidence of Song Guanshan’s drug use, which can’t be hammered anymore.”

Fu Huanyu sighed a little: "Although there is still no news on the Internet, the news that Song Guanshan was taken away is almost spreading in the circle, and many people feel that it is very satisfying."

"Our program team is sponsored by Crown, and now their company is definitely going to be closed, and they will definitely withdraw their capital in the future, but I heard from Director Wang that Yun Sheng actually intends to inject capital!"

Xue Jin heard his tone suddenly become excited, raised his head in surprise and said, "Yun Sheng?"

Fu Huanyu saw that he was interested, and immediately said: "Yes, Yunsheng! This is the most powerful company in the entertainment industry, ten crowns can't compare to one Yunsheng, I didn't expect Yunsheng to invest in us!"

"Boss, don't you know Yun Sheng?" Fu Huanyu was a little surprised by his tone, and felt something was wrong.

Xue Jin took a sip of milk, and said calmly, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that Yun Sheng was the one I signed."

Fu Huanyu: "Fuck me???"

When Director Wang received the news from Yun Sheng, it was a turn of events, and he wished he could fly to the sky happily.

Although the person Yunsheng sent to contact only said that he was interested, Director Wang hurriedly sorted out the relevant information of the program and sent it to the other party.

Liu Tezhu didn't understand why the boss asked him to get in touch with this small variety show, but his excellent professional ethics made him let go of his doubts, and he completed the task perfectly in one operation.

After receiving the outline materials from the director, he sorted it out again, and after confirming that the content was okay, he knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Come in."

He opened the door and went in.

President Yunsheng's office is at the highest level of the company, and he occupies the first floor alone. During the period, no one else is allowed to approach unless it is important.

The man at the desk is very good-looking. He is wearing a well-tailored black suit. When he looked up, his eyes seemed to be frosty. His jaw line was sharp. His shirt was buttoned to the top button. With an elite atmosphere that should not be approached by strangers, it looks very abstinent.

As soon as Liu Tezhu opened the door and went in, his immediate superior spoke.

"The coffee is below 50 degrees, remove it and replace it with a cup."

"The dinner at noon is cancelled. I don't like the restaurant chosen by their boss Xu Keyuan."

"You call and ask my housekeeper to send a new tie, today's cable head."

"Also," Yan Lai tapped his forefinger on the table, his eyes turned for two seconds on the file in Liu Te's assistant, "you don't need to report to me about the variety show, you only need to report to me about his finances. trend."

Outsiders don't know at all that Yan Laichao, the model actor in the entertainment circle, and Mr. Yan Laichao, Yunsheng's ultimate boss, is abstinent and cold on the surface, but he is coquettish and squeamish in private, with a lot of things going on.

Liu Tezhu's complexion did not change at all, and he nodded as usual: "For the lunch at noon, I have made an appointment for you, Mr. Feng from Summit Technology, and the restaurant is Qinghexuan, which you often go to."

Yan Lai withdrew his gaze: "Well, if you have nothing to do, go out first."

"Ok."

Liu Tezhu turned and went out, took out his mobile phone to convey various instructions.

In the office, Yan Lai turned half a circle towards the control chair, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the contact named "Hua Tianshi" in WeChat.

In the chat box, the other party showed that he was typing, and above it was the picture sent by Yan Laichao.

On the picture is Xue Jinshi who was walking with Fu Huanyu at the street corner that day.

Yan Laichao zoomed in on the picture, carefully staring at Xue Jin's pale face above, his gaze passed by the other's red lips with lipstick, and his eyes paused.

Tianshi Hua finally sent a message at this time.

[That’s right, this little friend’s death calamity has passed, and his fate has undergone earth-shaking changes, but now his fate is special, and his fate is shrouded in a white mist that makes it difficult to see clearly. Cleared up. ]

Yan Laichao squinted his eyes, rubbed his fingers on the photo, and then he took out his own photo and sent it.

[Then look again, has my fate changed now? ]

The person on the other side must have been thinking for a while, but the speed of replying to the message was very slow, and it took more than half an hour to reply.

[Yan Xiaoyou's eyebrow scar is new, right?It is simply a stroke of genius. Originally, you were destined to enter the palace of crape myrtle, although it was expensive but not blessed, it brought some evil spirits, but now it is a stroke of evil, and crape myrtle is left behind. ]

[Now that Ziwei enters the various palaces, you will bring blessings and eliminate disasters. When you meet a noble person, you will have a smooth road in the future, and you will turn bad luck into good luck, and all your wishes will come true. ]

Yan Laichao stared at the last few words and smiled silently, all wishes come true?hope so.

[However, I see that your peach blossom is coming soon, and you are closely related to the noble person on the horoscope. It stands to reason that the two of you should be a match made in heaven, but I don’t know why it shows the hexagram of extinction. It’s really strange. ]

Yan Lai glanced at Xue Jin in the photo, and smiled, the object was a man, isn't it just the end of the heir.

He was in a good mood, and when he became interested, he called Liu Tezhu after finishing the conversation with the Celestial Master.

Assistant Liu knocked on the door and came in, pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Mr. Yan, what are your orders?"

Yan Lai pointed his chin: "There is a spot for that variety show."

Liu Tezhu nodded: "That's not a problem. It just so happened that one of them named Song Zicheng was taken away by the police, and a permanent seat was vacated. I don't know who Yan always wants to give this spot to?"

Yan Lai turned towards the big hand with clear bones, and pointed his index finger at himself: "Me."

Liu Tezhu's elite face finally cracked: "Are you going to participate in a variety show?"

"En." Yan Lai stretched his eyebrows.

Liu Te's assistant shook his finger, but still nodded with a sullen expression: "Okay, I will arrange to inform the director over there later that your schedule is already full recently, may I ask if you want to change the shooting time."

Yan Laichao waved his hand: "No, let's postpone the rest of the itinerary. I will take annual leave from next week, by the way."

He looked sideways and asked, "How long has my annual leave accumulated?"

Liu Tezhu looked up, expressionless: "If you add the statutory holidays you haven't taken since you were 16, then you have one year and one month to take vacations."

"Okay, get those guys ready to take over my job in a year and a month."

At this moment, Mr. Yan finally remembered that he still has the status of an actor: "Call my manager over here."

The author has something to say: the small red envelope in the comment area~

The part of order comes from Baidu, and then changed it. I don’t know much about the similar system of Ziwei’s life. I just know a simple truth. I hope you don’t pay attention to it.

Another: Gong started to join the circle at the age of 16 and was involved in family affairs. If he didn't join the job, he is not a child laborer.