The strongest crow mouth system

After the director invited Bian Haoren into the office, he turned around and went to his seat, and took the opportunity to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead quietly.

His name is Wang Gang. Speaking of which, he has quite a status in the industry. He has participated in the production and recording of various popular variety shows.

However, he didn't dare to make any mistakes in front of Bian Haoren, because the people behind him had explained that Bian Haoren could kill a lion with a single slap, so he should be careful.

So, after knowing that the short-sighted staff member offended Bian Haoren, he was really shocked.

Fortunately, Bian Haoren's temper is much better than he imagined.

He made tea while complaining, and said with a smile: "I was worried that you would not come. After all, as a master of this level, 20 is really not too much for you."

Bian Haoren said indifferently: "Anyway, it's not hard work. By the way, I want to make sure that I only need to wear a mask when the time comes?"

Although he agreed to record the show, he just wanted to get close to Mu Feiyan and didn't want to expose his face to the public.

Although he was on the hot search before, the news in Huaxia changed a lot. For a person like him whose hair covered half of his face, many people talked about it for a few days after dinner, and then paid attention to the new news in a blink of an eye.

However, being on a variety show is different. If this show is really a hit, then the strength he shows on the show may make his fame soar. At that time, many people will definitely come to him. He is not interested What are you doing?

Wang Gang hurriedly said: "That's for sure, we have agreed before."

Good man Bian nodded, and Wang Gang respectfully handed him a cup of tea, then took out a contract from the drawer, and said, "Mr. Bian, I have already drawn up the contract, can you take a look?"

Good man Bian took the contract and read it carefully.

At this moment, several young directors also walked in. They all looked up and down Bian Haoren curiously. They couldn't figure out how this little boy, who looked handsome but had no other characteristics, could be a master of martial arts.

Some people even wondered if he was the illegitimate son of some rich man. He deliberately dressed low-key, but he was actually rich and powerful. The director brought him in because his father wanted him to take the opportunity to make his debut.

Wang Gang glanced at them and said, "Didn't someone say just now that they picked out a few people with good skills? Go and see how strong these people are?"

They left immediately.

Bian Haoren had already read the contract at this time, but he was not in a hurry to sign it.

Wang Gang asked curiously: "What's the matter? Is there anything unsatisfactory about the terms?"

Good man Bian shook his head and said, "No, I just want to know, from whom did you hear that I was good, and who asked you to find me."

Wang Gang was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he saw that there seemed to be a knife hidden in Bian Haoren's smiling eyes, and he suddenly understood that this seemingly innocent young man was actually more transparent than anyone else.

He was silent for a moment, and said: "It's not that you can't say it, it's just...the other party is afraid that your self-esteem will be damaged, so..."

Good man Bian raised his eyebrows. In fact, he had several candidates in mind, but after Wang Gang said that, he confirmed the answer. He said, "Brother Shen?"

Wang Gang nodded and asked, "How do you know?"

"Only he has the time, ability, and cares about my feelings." Bian Haoren smiled, picked up a brush and signed his name.

He is very clear that Shen Yun has been actively helping him find a way out recently. Although he has clearly refused before, Shen Yun always thought that it was his self-esteem that caused trouble. As a good brother, Shen Yun did not want him to surround him all day. The pots and pans are spinning, and there is nowhere to display the martial arts.

Asking him to record the show was probably just for him to earn some extra money, relax his mind, and find a breakthrough, but who knows, Shen Yun helped him out by accident.

Thinking of this, Goodman Bian couldn't help but smile, then handed the contract to Wang Gang, and said, "I know that brother Shen must have praised me a lot, but since I'm here, I will naturally show my true skills to reassure you."

Wang Gang had some expectations in his heart. Although he had heard of Bian Haoren's power, he had never seen it with his own eyes.

There is a saying that "hearing is believing, seeing is believing", so it would be great if you could verify Bian Haoren's strength with your own eyes.

Bian Haoren looked around, and then his eyes fell on the bench next to him. He hooked his feet slightly, and the bench was hooked into his hands.

Seeing him holding the bench, Wang Gang thought a little worriedly: "Could it be that he wants to hit his head with this bench and perform iron head skills? If that's the case, he will be considered powerful, but he really can't be compared to a master."

Bian Haoren just smiled lightly, put the bench back, and said: "I should go, when and how to record the program, you can call me anytime."

After speaking, he got up and left gracefully.

just left...

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Wang Gang looked at his back in bewilderment, thinking, combined with his strength, is he hooking the bench with his feet?

Thinking of this, he wanted to vomit blood, clutching his heart, and thought: "Young Master Shen, are you cheating on me?"

Just as he was thinking about this, the seemingly unharmed chair suddenly fell apart and shattered into small pieces of wood.

Wang Gang, who was a little out of breath, was frightened to death.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said falteringly, "This...is this what he did?"

After speaking, he suddenly laughed happily, stood up excitedly and chased him out.

The master left, how could he not send him off with a smile on his face?Don't want to live anymore, don't you?
But as soon as he went out, he saw a burly man pointing at Bian Hao menacingly and said, "Little skinny man, stop!"

Bian Haoren turned around, and saw the man angrily said: "Do you dare to make gestures with me?"

Bian Haoren frowned slightly and said, "Forget it, I don't want to bully the weak."

The other party suddenly felt deeply humiliated by him, gritted his teeth and roared: "Fuck, what are you pretending to do? If you are afraid, just say it!"

Good man Bian ignored him and turned to leave.

He is very strong now, so strong that he can look down on everyone in the world, so how can he waste time on an arrogant weak person?What's more, he made an appointment with Guan Shanyue today to buy clothes for Sudan Qing together, beauties can't miss the appointment, and Sister Su's skirt is even more urgent.

However, Bian Haoren thought so, but the other party didn't think so.

His ignorance made the other party furious, and immediately threw the dumbbell in his hand.

The dumbbell was thrown straight at Bian Haoren's back of the head. This sudden change made everyone scream out loud. Even the guy broke out in a cold sweat. Unfortunately, he regretted that it was too late.

Just when he thought he was done with the prison meal, Bian Haoren suddenly turned his face, his expression remained unchanged, facing the flying dumbbells, he did not dodge or dodge, he just shouted coldly: "Get out!"

The word "roll" seems to contain enormous power.

The dumbbell suddenly flew towards the man, and then, under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, hit the man's abdomen hard.

The 1.9-meter tall man flew out together with the dumbbells in embarrassment, and finally hit the wall, landed hard, vomited blood and fainted.

All this happened in an instant, so that everyone was stunned for several seconds before reacting.

All of a sudden, the entire studio exploded!

However, when everyone went to look for Bian Haoren, they found that he had disappeared.

And those who had laughed at him before felt that the soles of their feet were weak and they couldn't walk at all.