Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

Let’s not mention how Lin Haiyang’s ear was swollen to twice its size by the agent the next day. For some reason, since then, the agent has turned a blind eye to the fact that Ling Cheng took him out to play from time to time. One eye, and sometimes even asked him to help bring things: the base is so scarce in supplies, and even the mobile phone signal is not very good.

But there is a difference. Lin Haiyang’s Weibo account has been changed by his agent. He is limited to 10 minutes a day to see fans, and he is not allowed to log in at other times. Lin Haiyang feels a little wronged, he feels like he is being controlled It's like a primary school student playing with a computer, but there's nothing he can do about it, the manager is too aggressive.

Ling Yi was still idle, he didn't have many roles in the first place, and he didn't need to live in the base at all. Chen Xingxing hinted that he could leave several times, but Ling Yi pretended not to see it, and stayed here cheekily.

During the busy filming process, Lin Haiyang finally met Ling Cheng's manager again—the apple-faced little girl who likes to wear red clothes. He made a resentful and complicated expression.

The days passed day by day, and the filming went smoothly, but the good times didn’t last long. In the big festival of Christmas, Lin Haiyang was under pressure, and was led by a motorist who made some mistakes, on the rough concrete road. After being pulled and rolled for five or six meters, the trousers were worn out, and the bloody mouth of the legs and hands was oozing with mud and sand. It hurt so badly, and my head was hit hard on the wooden post by the roadside, and there was a loud thump. Lin Haiyang's eyes turned black and he called, "Director!"

Chen Xingxing was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, and ran over from the side: "Haiyang, are you okay?? Hurry up and take him to the hospital! Ling Cheng, where is Ling Cheng??"

The manager who was making an emergency call next to him was anxious: "Did you call the wrong person? I'm here!"

The ambulance was very efficient. It blew its whistle and came to put Lin Haiyang, who had his eyes closed, on a stretcher and took him away. The agent also followed. The whole crew was in a mess. The paparazzi who were squatting outside the base began to make excuses again.

[Another fatal accident happened to the vertical and horizontal crew?The life and death of the leading actor is uncertain]

Ling Yi, who was buying snacks for Lin Haiyang outside, suddenly received a text message from his manager, which said a few short words:

Haiyang is in the emergency department of the hospital, hurry up!

He shook, and the snack dropped on the floor.

"It's nothing serious, just a slight concussion, just rest for a few days." The doctor in a white coat pulled off his mask and said to the crowd of people blocking the door: "I've already treated the bruises on my legs and hands. You have to use ointment every day, and if you take care of it properly, there will be no scars."

The agent breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

Lin Haiyang's forehead was tied with gauze, his head was hit hard, and a large bruise was formed, his legs and hands were wrapped with sterile cloth, he couldn't move, and he even smiled silly at people: "I It's fine!"

"You're fine, but I'm fine." The agent rubbed his temples. It wasn't an hour since Lin Haiyang was put into the ambulance, and there was a lot of rumors on the Internet, coupled with the captured pictures, what "Lin Haiyang's life and death are uncertain" "Lin Haiyang was deliberately murdered", "Lin Haiyang and his agent had a conflict and the two fought", all the mess was set up, and the sky was about to turn upside down: "You have a rest first, I will ask the company to issue a statement."

Lin Haiyang nodded, and when the agent went out, he remembered something and yelled: "Brother Ji! Brother Ji!"

The manager came back with a stinky face: "What are you doing?"

"My phone..." Lin Haiyang cautiously acted like a brat whose mother asked for pocket money, "Can you show me?"

"...Take it here." The manager took it out of his trouser pocket and muttered, "Don't send out such a mess!"

Of course, Lin Haiyang agreed. It didn't seem like a big deal for his big steel head to be slammed by a wooden stake, but he was a little dizzy from time to time. He clicked on Weibo happily and found that he was on the hot search again, which was a bit embarrassing:

【Lin Haiyang's life and death are uncertain】

【Lin Haiyang Ambulance】

He looked at his pale face in the accompanying picture, as well as the clothes and pants soaked in blood, and it seemed that it really was the case.

After a while, the company issued a statement. There was a lot of official talk in the front, and there was a twist in the back, saying that Mr. Lin Haiyang was only slightly injured, which would not affect the shooting. .

Lin Haiyang clicked on the rapidly rising comments below, and was a little stunned:

[Little Fat Pierce]: Stop whitewashing the peace, okay? ! !That photo, I am ashamed to say that it was only slightly injured! !I'll believe you, you're a bad old man! ! !

[Rich woman's wire ball]: Since he was slightly injured, why is there no news about my younger brother?The eighth group had a commentary explaining that they hit their heads on the stakes, and they were all unconscious. Do you think my brother’s head is made of iron? What should I do if I am stupid! ! !

[Hai Yangyang, a tender butt-turned man]: It's already stupid enough! ! !Can you stop worrying us so much, how can you give me an accurate answer, seeing that photo makes me feel so distressed...

[Brother Chong Duck]: The manager must be by your side?Ask the manager to take a picture. It's almost noon. I have to hand in my thesis at two o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't start to move a single word because I was restless. If you continue to do this, I will be hammered! ! !

Lin Haiyang sniffled and was moved to tears. Before the agent stayed outside the door for 10 minutes, he heard him shouting again: "Brother Ji—Brother Ji——"

"What are you doing?" The agent felt that his hair had fallen out again, "Can you rest in peace? You don't think you are stupid enough!"

Lin Haiyang took the phone over and started to come up with bad ideas: "Then can you take a picture for me?"

"What to shoot!" The manager rolled his eyes towards the sky, and put his phone back: "I'll take a picture of you now, and within 5 minutes you will appear on all kinds of weird marketing accounts at all kinds of weird angles, you Are you stupid!"

Lin Haiyang looked at the mirror far away, his head was shaved, wrapped in white gauze, his face was ashen, his face was swollen for some reason, coupled with stiff limbs and iconic silly face, It looked really ugly.

"They will be worried..." Lin Haiyang insisted on his thoughts.

The manager glanced at him, and was caught by his Kazilan's big eyes. He glanced at him again, went out to make a phone call, and finally compromised: "Forget it, you can live directly, so there is nothing to say."

"Okay!" Lin Haiyang grinned happily.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, it was three or four times more stuck than last time, and it was stuck for two or three minutes. Not to mention the fans who were already worried, many passers-by also clicked in directly following the hot search. Seeing a smirking man with gauze on his head and legs covered in ointment frozen on the screen, he said with a gray face, "Hi everyone!"

"...Who is this horse? If it weren't for my insightful eyes, I would have quit immediately."

"Oh my God, I seem to have seen the poor little boy who broke his leg while mining to support his family"

"Brother, are you alright? Blink if you're kidnapped!"

The agent was taking pictures with his mobile phone. Lin Haiyang wanted to get close to watch the barrage, but he couldn't see it. "Brother Ji, move over here."

"No." The agent refused coldly.

Lin Haiyang was puzzled: "Why?"

"..." The manager thought for two seconds, and said, "Because holding it too close is bad for your eyesight."

Lin Haiyang was convinced: "Okay."

The barrage is laughing and laughing past a long list:

"I think it's because Little Glasses doesn't want Haiyang to read the barrage, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha I think so too! Brother actually believed it!! It's really Rui Sibai!!"

Although at first glance he looks very disheartened, but Lin Haiyang is still quite energetic. He can speak and write, and he can shake his feet and chatter with fans:

"I, I felt like my whole body was flying! After flying up, I rolled down and rubbed on the floor... It still hurts a little, but I'm fine now!"

"Head? Does the head hurt? At that time, I heard a bang in my head, bang, bang! Then, my eyes were dark and I was a little dizzy. It doesn't hurt now!"

"It's not serious! It's just scratched a little bit! It doesn't affect it, it will be fine after a few days, don't worry!"

The agent asked him questions, and Lin Haiyang answered them one by one obediently. His legs and feet were injured and he couldn't dance. He could only be forced to describe it in words.

Seeing that the live broadcast gradually turned into a fan interaction meeting, and the atmosphere became more relaxed, the manager looked at the time, and asked Lin Haiyang according to the fans' request: "Haiyang, it's almost over, show the fans something you are good at?"

"Bi, are you better at?" Lin Haiyang scratched his head: "Somersaults?"

He did what he said, and he was about to get up immediately, but his head was dizzy and he almost fell off. The manager kicked him back to the bed and sighed: "You can save me some trouble!"

Lin Haiyang really couldn't think of it. He is good at only one martial art. If he can't do somersaults or martial arts, what else is he good at...

"Oh!" Lin Haiyang had a flash of inspiration, and said to the expectant manager: "I can roll my tongue into a heart shape!"

The agent felt that his expectation had fed the dog: "..."

Lin Haiyang saw that his complexion was not right, waited for a while, and then cautiously probed: "Actually, it can actually be rolled into the shape of a plum blossom..."

The manager slowly closed his eyes: "Stop the meeting, I beg you!"

"Then what else can I do..." Lin Haiyang lay back on the bed, feeling aggrieved.

The manager thought for a while and came up with a brilliant idea: "Haiyang, why don't you sing a song for the fans!"

The bullet screen instantly boiled:

"Help, don't!!!"

"Little glasses, you are not human! You are not you, you are not, you are not human!!"

Lin Haiyang nodded, cleared his throat, and sang nonchalantly, "I am a big tree—"

Before he finished his sentence, the live broadcast room lost half of the people in an instant.

broker:"……?"

Lin Haiyang sang unrepentantly, and with the singing of killing people invisible for three days, the fans who can still stay swiped the screen on the barrage:

"How are the sisters?"

"My brother is capable, but his singing skills haven't improved at all after so long!"

"Little glasses, little glasses, is Ling Cheng here?"

"Is Ling Yan here? +1"

"Is Ling Yan here? +10086"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, the manager peeled an apple and threw it into Lin Haiyang's mouth to silence his singing, glanced at the screen, and replied as if casually: "There are only two of us here..."

Halfway through his words, the wards were slammed open, and Ling Cheng rushed in like a gust of wind. Before the person arrived, the voice came first: "Haiyang, you are fine!"

Facing the thousands of fans who were dancing wildly again, Lin Haiyang chewed on an apple and let out a vague cry of surprise: "Linga!!!"

Manager: "...Why do I hate you so much?"

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