Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

The actor in the opposite scene was also frightened. Seeing Song Xiu being helped aside, he hurried over and apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Song, I... I didn't expect to really kick you, I'm sorry."

In fact, it's nothing to be kicked, but this kick is really not in the right place, can you kick casually in the lower abdomen?Song Xiu couldn't help but sighed, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"Song Xiu, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look, your face is not normal!" Xiao Tao looked at Song Xiu worriedly, and seeing his face getting paler, he couldn't help saying, "You just got out of the hospital just now. Yes, don't let it happen again."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Tao immediately poohed twice, patted his mouth, and cursed secretly, "Nonsense, nonsense! Don't talk nonsense, we Song Xiu must be healthy and healthy, and become a big name!"

Song Xiu couldn't help laughing, he hurt the wound when he smiled, and couldn't help but gasped.

The director was watching the next scene outside and didn't pay attention to this side. Only a few staff members passed by occasionally, chatting in a strange way, and mockingly said, "This guy, just don't be too crazy, sooner or later the ship will capsize."

Speaking of madness, Song Xiu was indeed quite arrogant before, but... that was a human design requirement, not to mention, he didn't hurt others.

[666: Host, He Zong is coming this way. 】

[Song Xiu: It is very convenient to have a smart small radar. 】

[666: ...your little radar has been offline, please rely on your own efforts. 】

Taking advantage of the time when He Zong was coming, Song Xiu thought of a way to send Xiao Tao away, and then supported the wall by himself, and walked slowly to the dressing room, ready to change out the soaked costume.

In this season, wearing wet clothes, I feel that the whole person is almost unconscious from the cold.

He threw the wet clothes aside and changed into the clothes for the next match. He had just put on his outer robe halfway when he heard footsteps outside the changing room. He turned his head and saw He Zong standing by the door, saying, "Do you regret it?"

Song Xiu didn't know which aspect He Zong was referring to, but this did not affect the following plot.

"Isn't this exactly what you want?" Song Xiu sneered, the quality of the fake plasma used by the crew was really good, even after walking through the water, there were still faint bloodstains on the corners of his lips, which made his face paler , said, "The more embarrassed I am, the more satisfied you are, right? Congratulations to the film emperor."

"I just want to ask you, is what you said before true?" He Zong suppressed the anger surging in his heart, and looked at Song Xiu with a gloomy expression.

Song Xiu stood on the spot, moved his lips slightly, his phone vibrated suddenly, Song Xiu looked down at the message, fell silent for a while, and finally sneered, "It's true to be hot, and it's true if you don't love you." Yes, Film Emperor He, how many more times do you want to hear it?"

"It's great, you're here with me just to catch the heat..." He Zong took a deep breath, raised his chin slightly, and said, "You're so disgusting."

"You came here just to humiliate me?" Song Xiu asked.

"Stop being sentimental, are you worthy?" He Zong sneered, turned and left.

Only then did Song Xiu unlock the phone, and looked at a message from a stranger on it, saying "Don't forget your promise, if you dare to break the contract, I'll break him".

He closed his eyes slightly, opened them again after a while, lowered his head and deleted the text message directly, as if nothing had happened.

[666: Host, I feel like you are playing a big game of chess. 】

[Song Xiu: He Zong is a person with childhood shadows, and he is very sensitive to any disturbance, so this matter has to be resolved from the root cause. 】

[666: Host, do you now regret the things you did to die? 】

【Song Xiu: ...】

He regretted it, his intestines were turning green because he knew He Zong very well, so he knew more about the hidden dangers. In fact, when he just came back, he could reduce He Zong's hatred.

But what's the use of lowering it? Any outbreak of a hidden danger can make his previous efforts come to naught. What's more, this time the task is to eliminate all the hatred points, even if there is only one percent left, the task will be judged to be a failure.

Facing the mirror, Song Xiu tidied up his clothes, gently wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "You can continue to be angry now. When you know the truth, the thumbtack keyboard is waiting for you."

Pushpin keyboards, as the name suggests, are the ones with a small thumbtack firmly attached to each key, with the sharp point facing upwards.

He Zong returned to his lounge, and the agent was waiting inside. Seeing He Zong came in, he was relieved and said, "You are back, do you want to ask the PR to suppress the matter?"

When He Zong heard this, his head grew big, and he frowned and asked, "What's the matter? What's the hot search again?"

A Kun said with a blank face, "Didn't you beat someone? Don't use public relations to suppress the news?"

He Zong glanced at A Kun expressionlessly, and said, "No."

Akun looked at He Zong in surprise, and said, "Can you hold back this? It's not like you! I stayed with you just to gain popularity. Is there any difference between this and wearing a cuckold for you?"

The veins on He Zong's forehead popped out, he glanced at Akun full of anger, and said two words from between his teeth, "Shut up."

In the city's most upscale villa area, a black car drove into it and stopped at the entrance of a large villa in the center.

The driver wore a black mask, and the brim of his hat covered most of his face. After getting out of the car, he hurried into the villa.

In the living room of the villa sat a luxuriously dressed lady. She was flipping through books, but she didn't seem to notice the movement.

This is He Zong's mother.

"Ma'am, the matter has been investigated clearly. This time, the young master will go to the filming crew of "The Great Tang Dynasty". It is the young master's own request, and it has nothing to do with Song Xiu." The driver said respectfully.

"He Zong asked for it himself? Heh." Mother He raised her head, turned her eyes to look at the driver, and said with a smile, "I've already seen the trending searches. To be honest, I'm very satisfied."

The driver asked, "I heard that Song Xiu wants to ask Lu Qi for that document back."

Mother He's face darkened slightly, and after a while, she pulled the corners of her lips, showing a weird smile, and said, "Does he want to repair his relationship with He Zong? Dream it."

The book in her hand slowly turned over a page. On it were photos of He Zong from childhood to adulthood. He gradually became numb from crying, but there were more and more wounds on his body.

"Find a time, bring Song Xiu here, and I'll talk to him personally..." Mother He paused, and said, "This time, I will completely solve this problem."

Song Xiu, who was far away from the crew, learned about this situation from 666. While straightening his hair crown, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's said that tiger poison doesn't eat its eggs. He Zong's mother is really different."

[666: Host, why don't you just tell He Zong the truth?This is faster and more efficient. 】

【Song Xiu: Are you the memory of a fish?I just explained to you before... He Zong was a tool his mother used to take revenge on his father. He was abused and beaten since childhood. His mother thought that abusing He Zong could take revenge on his father, but she never thought about it... He Zong His father doesn't care about He Zong's son at all, let alone abuse, even if he is really beaten to death, he probably won't even move his eyelids. 】

[666: So what? 】

【Song Xiu: So growing up in this environment, He Zong is different from ordinary people. He yearns for love more, but also doesn't believe that anyone will love him.Even if I tell him everything, he may not believe me, so I want him to see with his own eyes how much I love him. 】

Back then, Mother He approached Song Xiu and threatened Song Xiu with He Zong's childhood photos. He still remembered that Mother He said, "If you continue to be with He Zong, these photos will be exposed. His most embarrassing side It will be exposed in front of everyone, and when the time comes, I want to see how he can live a normal life?"

Song Xiu still remembered those photos. In the photos, He Zong had an immature face, a dull expression, and bloodstains all over his body.

He also knew very well that once these photos were released, some people might sympathize with them, but more people would be curious and treat He Zong as a different kind.

[666: Host, I actually don't understand why Mother He wants to threaten you with He Zong's future?If she is so sure, you will definitely be threatened by her? 】

[Song Xiu: Because she is sure, I dare not bet on He Zong's future. 】

Song Xiu moved his neck slightly, and hurried footsteps came from behind him. Before he could turn around, he heard Xiao Tao's scream. Song Xiu immediately felt that something was wrong, and wanted to hide to the side, but he didn't want to turn around. Suddenly, he saw a sharp blade appearing in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it for a while.

"Song Xiu!"

"He Zong!"

Just when Song Xiu thought he was about to visit the hospital again, he grabbed the blade of the knife with one hand, and someone kicked the knife holder out.

With a sound of "clang", the knife fell to the ground, Song Xiu looked down and saw blood dripping down He Zong's fingers, and soon a pool of blood gathered under his feet.

The others were stunned, and rushed forward one after another. The security guard pressed the knife-wielding person to the ground. This person was a girl, and she looked very handsome, but her ferocious expression forcibly tore away her beauty. Almost screaming frantically, "Song Xiu! Go to hell! Go to hell! He Zong is mine! You don't deserve to be with He Zong!"

He Zong's expression was a little indifferent. He glanced at Song Xiu expressionlessly, then turned around and left, and said to Akun who was beside him, "Call the police."

After he left, the rest of the crew looked at Song Xiu with complicated expressions, but they didn't dare to say much, but the girl with the knife kept clamoring to kill Song Xiu, acting like a madman.

"Song Xiu! How can you be worthy of He Zong!"

"Song Xiu! Go to hell! Why don't you go to hell!"

"Why does He Zong like you! Why do you get his likes!"

……

Song Xiu squatted down slowly amidst the girls' cursing, and looked at the knife that fell on the ground. It was a folding fruit knife with bright red blood stains on it. It was He Zong's blood. He pursed his lips slightly, his expression Some trance.

Xiao Tao looked at him worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "Song Xiu, are you hurt anywhere? Is there something wrong?"

"It wasn't me who got hurt, and it wasn't me who had trouble." Song Xiu pulled the corners of his lips, and said, "It's really bad that I caused him trouble again."

He said the last sentence very lightly, Xiao Tao didn't hear clearly, but Song Xiu refused to repeat it no matter what.

[666: Host, don't be sad, if you're really worried about He Zong, go and see him? 】

【Song Xiu: Although it's bleeding, it's not that bad... Sigh, I have to consider hiring a bodyguard. No, based on the combat effectiveness of He Zong's fans, I'd better hire a group. 】

[666: Host, wake up, you still owe Lu Qi a lot of debts, how can you afford to hire bodyguards? 】