My black fans are always online

His heart seemed to be in a mess, what should he do next?Should I use this body to find out the cause of my own death?

He had no way of doing it, and he didn't know who the person who killed him was. He didn't even know the woman's name or where she lived.Are those ridiculous words heard in the dream because of the association of the woman's nonsensical words?

The phone at hand rang, and he lowered his head to scan the screen, and the words "Brother Hu Ge" were flashing.

"Xiao Cheng, I'm at the west gate of the hospital." A middle-aged man's voice came, speaking fast and rambling, "There are no reporters around, hurry up and come out."

Chen Yan responded with a hoarse voice: "Thank you Brother Hu, I'll be down right away."

Most of the memories of this body were inherited, and he knew that the caller was Hu Fan, the manager of the entertainment company that Cheng Yan signed with.

This time, Silver Star Entertainment sent a total of four contestants to the "Sensual Idol" program group. This brother Hu is in charge of the daily life of three of the newcomers, while the other popular contestant has a special manager and does not belong to Brother Hu. Responsible.

In any case, from now on, he will live in this capacity and start over.

Cheng Yan took the small bag with him and found the nanny's van at the west gate of the private hospital, a small Mitsubishi van of low grade.

A man was sitting by the door. He was clearly in his 30s, but he still had a few anxious pimples on his face, and he was knocking on the armrest restlessly.

Their Silver Star Entertainment is a small-scale entertainment company in the industry. Every year, there are not too many and not too few artists who sign new contracts. The handsome boy in front of him is their scout who randomly poached him from the street. of.

This Cheng Yan had just finished high school, graduated from high school, and was persuaded to sign a contract this summer. Before he had time to do any decent training, he was hurriedly sent to the "Sensual Idol" audition.

But they really didn't expect that with a face that is all over the country and a city in vain, and a voice that speaks very nicely, this child's whole body has nothing to do with performing arts and singing!

Many ordinary people can sing decently with a little training. As long as they are willing to package and spend money on tuning, it will be fine, but it is rare to sing like this.

Not to mention the same hands and feet when learning to dance, it's as hard as a zombie jumping!

It's just that the talent is not enough, and the personality is not pleasing. In the show, he always looks gloomy and loveless, and he doesn't even smile at people.

Judging from the reports from several other artists of the same company, this child seems to have serious psychological problems, and there is no way to integrate into the interpersonal relationship of the program group.

When Hu Fan thought of this, he panicked with worry.

It was a mistake to sign this kid now.

Not all beauties are talented, and not every ordinary person can bear the enormous pressure. This entertainment industry full of temptations is more likely to become a huge vortex that devours people.

The car door opened, Cheng Yan bent down and lowered his head, got into the van, nodded politely at Hu Fan, and said hoarsely, "Hi Brother Hu, I'm discharged from the hospital."

Hu Fan glanced at him, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

It's just a simple white shirt and blue denim of a low-priced brand, paired with a pair of silver-gray sneakers, but when worn on him, it looks slender and long-legged, with a well-balanced skeleton, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Probably because he recuperated well in the hospital, the gloom and dullness of the past disappeared from Cheng Yan's entire face, his brows were handsome, and his figure was stretched and vigorous.

Although he was used to seeing this face, Hu Fan couldn't help turning his head to look at Cheng Yan for some reason.

The beauty is beyond the skin. This child is usually considered extremely beautiful, but he is so skinny. Today, he seems to be different?

Is it the pair of crystal eyes that seem to be moving, or the unrestrained and natural movements?

Cheng Yan cautiously probed: "Brother Hu, did the police come to ask the person who was burned to death with me in the fire?"

Hu Fan was stunned: "What? Didn't you tell the staff that day that you were tired and wanted to sleep in it for a while? It ended up being unlucky and caught fire? What's the matter, have you met him?"

Cheng Yan trembled in his heart: No, if something wrong is revealed, this body can't get rid of the relationship. He committed suicide in the first place. If he is suspected of taking medicine and then arson, he will really be in big trouble .

Cheng Yan nodded quickly: "I fell asleep at that time, and not long after I was woken up by Xun, the fire outside was too big."

"You are so lucky! That staff member was burned to death." Hu Fan sighed with emotion.

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Is that person cremated? Where is the graveyard?"

"I heard that that person was even worse. He had no relatives and no reason, but it seems that a friend helped him take care of his funeral." Hu Fan was a little suspicious. "What's the matter with you, why do you keep asking him?"

At this time, Cheng Yan didn't dare to involve himself in it, and quickly covered up: "After all, when we encountered this together, I always feel that he is really pitiful."

Hu Fan sighed: "Who's to say no, there are many poor people in this world. By the way, Xiao Cheng, Brother Hu hasn't come to see you very much these days, and you have brought so many people that you really can't take care of them."

Cheng Yan shook his head sincerely: "It's pretty good here, the doctors and nurses are very kind."

In the memory of the original owner of the body, this brother Hu is really busy. Among the three young artists in his hand, except for Cheng Yan who is newly signed, the other two have been signed for a year or two. There is always something to do take care of.

The remaining boy named Zhou Yunying, who was also sent to the audition, also entered the top [-] this time, and his popularity is extremely high.

Hu Fan motioned to the driver in the front seat to drive, and opened his mouth while pondering.

"Xiaocheng, tonight is the live recording of the 20-to-10 PK match." He sighed, "I have already applied to the program team for your withdrawal."

This sentence was an understatement, but the young man beside him suddenly raised his head.

He just decided to inherit this body so that he can return to the stage, but now he is not allowed to compete? !

In the airtight compartment, his usually dull eyes were shining with astonishment.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but he still enunciated clearly, and asked eagerly, "Why?"

Hu Fan almost rolled his eyes.

This child is indeed a fool!

I also asked why, don't you know that I was sent No. 20 by relying on a large group of black fans to see the jokes?

He said earnestly: "Look at your voice, you can't speak, can you? I'm thinking, let's try to go into the film and television industry. Singing and dancing are really not suitable for you."

Hurry up and quit this kind of singing and dancing competition where masters gather, and save some face for the last time.

In the future, I will be a cutout in the entertainment industry and participate in some low-cost online dramas, maybe I can attract a group of handsome dogs!

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, just when Hu Fan thought he had figured it out, he raised his head.

"Brother Hu, I want to sing." His voice burned by the fireworks was hoarse like a bellows leaking air, but when he sat there, his eyes were full of eager and bright light.

"I want to try it, and I will definitely work hard! Brother Hu, give me a chance."

The fire was ruthless, but he seemed to know how to take pity on him, and he didn't leave any scars on his face.When pleading so earnestly, the young man's face was as handsome as jade, and his eyes were warm and vivid.

Hu Fan stared at him blankly, obviously used to seeing this face, but at this moment, facing those shining eyes, his heart suddenly jumped, and he had a strange illusion.

The young man in front of him, who was ridiculed, humiliated and ridiculed by the whole network, seemed like a prince in distress, dressed in rags, wandering through the market full of poor people, but with a noble posture, he did not care about the eyes of others.

……

At the recording site of the latest episode of "Sensual Idol", under the guidance of the staff, [-] young audiences who have been screened after layers have been seated in an orderly manner, eagerly waiting for the start of the show.

In the center of the stage, the gorgeous lights have been turned on, the professional audio equipment has been adjusted, and the host is already waiting below.

The on-site executive director hurried forward in the background, and then called: "What? You said you were going to retire this morning, but now you have changed your mind? The host's strings of words are correct, and now they are changing, what are you kidding!"

The status of Xing Er TV's variety shows in satellite TV is still high, and the entertainment companies really dare not make mistakes. On the phone, Hu Fan is pleading in a low voice: "Director Lin, the child has just been discharged from the hospital, and he is in a hurry to come here. I want to seriously participate in this last competition. Please, please, just keep it from beginning to end."

The executive director was about to refuse impatiently, but when he looked up, he saw Cheng Yan rushing towards the end of the corridor.

His face was reddish due to the hot weather, and his long legs were running like the wind. When he met Director Lin, he stopped and smiled: "Director, I'm not late, am I?"

Director Lin was startled.

There are too many contestants, and he has a deep memory of the more talented favorites. He only has a slight impression of this little boy. He only remembers poor qualifications and a lot of jokes on him. He even rolled his eyes.

The words of dissatisfaction were suddenly stuck, and he waved his hand at Cheng Yan in a strange way: "Hurry up and get ready in the dressing room!"

……

The show was originally held in the studio hall of the main building, but the fire a week ago completely burned that place, and the program team temporarily changed the recording and broadcasting site to the annex building.

The backstage here is much smaller, and the dressing room is even more cramped. Twenty or so contestants are crowded in a large room, nervously queuing up to wait for the final makeup.

There are two groups of makeup artists in charge, each group is a well-known makeup artist in the stage with a few assistants, responsible for the makeup of half of the contestants.

Cheng Yan rushed into the dressing room, and a boy sitting in front of the dressing mirror was taken aback when he saw him, hesitated, and then called out.

"Cheng Yan, why are you here?"

The person who called him had a handsome face, with thin and curved brows, the appearance of the most popular handsome boy at the moment. It wasn't stunning, but it was pretty and conspicuous enough.

Cheng Yan has inherited most of the original owner's memories, and he knows this young man as the bright newcomer from the same company as him. He signed into Silver Star two years earlier than him, and is already highly valued by the company.

Zhou Yunying.

"I'm fine, thank you Brother Yunying for your concern." He smiled, also grateful for this obvious kindness.

Zhou Yunying ignored the make-up artist who was powdering him, stood up quickly, and looked Cheng Yan up and down: "It's great that you are fine, I want to see you these few days, but the program team rehearses and won't let anyone go."

Zhou Yunying's voice was so loud that it had already startled a group of teenagers in the dressing room, and many pairs of eyes all looked over.

There is curiosity, there is disdain, and more is surprise.

Anyone can tell that Cheng Yan's voice is very hoarse and unpleasant. He was sent to the top [-] as a joke, but he has already made many talented contestants look down on him. Get out?

Beside, the makeup artist who was interrupted became impatient: "When is the reminiscing about the past, I'm waiting to go on stage!"

When he saw Cheng Yan, he frowned, stretched out his hand, grabbed him, and pushed him onto the chair: "Come here, let me put on your makeup first."

All the teenagers stuck out their tongues and sat down one after another. Zhou Yunying also sat down on the chair beside Cheng Yan, obediently letting a female makeup artist behind him continue to make up for him.

"I heard from Brother Hu in the morning that I applied for withdrawal for you, and I feel sorry for you." He whispered, and looked at Cheng Yan in the mirror, "What's wrong with you?..."

In the huge and bright makeup mirror, the makeup artist was holding an eyeshadow palette, looked around, picked a very thick dark brown gold, and wiped it on Chengyan's eyelids.

But just after wiping, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Cheng Yan.

The boy's wrist was slender, and he didn't use much strength, but he was very determined.

His bright and dark eyes looked into the mirror and met the gaze of the makeup artist.With a hoarse voice, he said word for word: "Brother Jimmy, I don't want such makeup."

In the dressing room, there was a sudden silence.

The face of the makeup artist named Jimmy suddenly became gloomy.

He squinted and sneered: "Oh, which big star is this? I'm the designated makeup artist in the stage. All the makeup should be arranged in a unified way, and the overall effect of the stage should be paid attention to. Do you understand?"

His saliva was about to spray onto the mirror in front of Chengyan: "You don't want it? You still want to appoint it? In the whole room, look, how many people dare to say that they appointed it! Young, no big star Fate, do you have the style of a big star?!"

Cheng Yan looked at him quietly, without saying a word, but his eyes became more and more cold and inquiring.

No, in the memory of this body, all his grotesque and clown-like makeup were all done by this makeup artist named Jimmy himself. There must be something wrong with it!

The original Cheng Yan had a cowardly temperament and didn't dare to question it at all, let alone challenge the authority of the TV station's queen make-up artist. In this way, he was smeared with such heavy makeup for five full episodes.

If it is said that the singing and dancing scum is due to the original owner's incompetence, then how can these obviously malicious makeup be normal?

Most importantly, none of the other players were treated like this!

"Brother Jimmy, I'm not picky about these things." He was neither humble nor overbearing, and his eyes never flinched. "Boy, it doesn't matter whether you wear makeup or not. If you are in a hurry, let the other brothers do it first."

He lowered his head, his eyelashes that were as thick as two small fans covered the sharp eye waves for a moment.

"I came on stage without makeup, thank you."