I just want to be an actor

Chapter 9 The Worst Idol in History!
Zhou Sen still slept comfortably.

But he shouldn't know.

Two hours after I got off the plane, the crew members who took his signature, except for two diehard fans, quietly tore up Zhou Sen's signature and threw it away.They didn't like Zhou Sen until he was a dirty artist.
I don’t know if it’s because Zhou Sen did a good job keeping the secret.

Or because he hasn't shown up for a long time.

No one found Zhou Sen until he left the airport.

Zhou Sen breathed a sigh of relief without the crazy fans who picked him up from the airport in the past, but felt a little lost in his heart.

I really seem to be a bit miserable now?

but
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhou?"

As soon as Zhou Sen pushed his suitcase out of the airport gate, he was stopped by an uncle in a floral shirt wearing sunglasses.

Ok?
Sure enough, I still have fans, but... are my fans already of this age and gender?

Zhou Sen was secretly refreshed.

This shows that his appearance is indeed popular among all age groups of men, women and children.

"That should be it. Come on, the car is over there. I'll help you get your luggage."

The uncle in the floral shirt stretched out his hand and snatched Zhou Sen's luggage, and even made a gesture to lift Zhou Sen up by the waist and take him away directly.Shocked by the sudden enthusiasm of the uncle in the floral shirt, Zhou Sen stepped back again and again, looking at the uncle suspiciously.

"Wait, I haven't called a car yet?"

"Ms. Zhou Lin made a reservation in the Tuk-Tuk taxi for me to pick you up."

"I will provide you with the most enthusiastic special service!"

The uncle in the floral shirt raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhou Sen sincerely, put his hands together in front of him, and his smile was very bright, but against the backdrop of his full beard and unruly long hair, he would always give Zhou Sen People feel like a dangerous element.

Zhou Sen took a look at Uncle Huashi's arm, which was as thick as his own thigh, and his muscular lines.

I'm afraid it's not a taxi-hailing business, but a taxi-hailing business, right?

Also special service...

etc.
What about Zhou Lin who agreed to pick her up?
Why did he arrange for such a new Mataima brother who looks like the boss of a Mexican gang to entertain himself?

"Well, it's okay, you go first, I can go by myself."

No matter how passionate Zhou Lin's arrangement was, Zhou Sen had to accept it honestly.

Who made the power of bloodline suppression so strong?
And who made Zhou Sen just eat his old sister's soft food and hug her sister's thigh?

Zhou Sen got into the car of the man in the flowered shirt full of resentment, secretly poking at Zhou Lin's villain.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!
Wait for me to be fifty and you to be sixty, and see if I won't piss you off then!You can't beat me!

Zhou Sen's resentment only lasted all the way before he was sent to Zhou Lin.Most areas of Dongsen Pictures are still being renovated, and they can only meet in the only office.

"Why don't you speak?"

Zhou Lin looked at the work documents sent by her subordinates and looked at her brother sideways.He was sitting upright at his desk, facing the screen that Zhou Lin turned to.

"If you hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have dared to fart."

Zhou Sen smiled mischievously. His smirk was very hypocritical, but it worked.He knew that Zhou Lin liked to see him so deflated.

"Ha ha."

Zhou Lin gave Zhou Sen a blank look, and put down the tablet in her hand.She stood up and looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on Zhou Sen.

A strong sense of oppression and majesty suddenly descended!

Zhou Sen swallowed hard, and even the simplest movement of his Adam's apple became extremely painful.

There were bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, sliding down drop by drop along his forehead, temples, cheeks, corners of his mouth, and chin.

Zhou Sen.

Dangerous!
Dangerous word in capital letters!
"Don't dare to fart."

Zhou Lin spoke slowly, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, but the sternness of her gaze did not weaken in the slightest.

"So it's the level of shitting all over the internet, right?"

"Huh? Big star?"

Zhou Lin pointed to the screen in front of Zhou Sen. The still page on the screen was "Zhou Sen's Ten Crimes" published by Zhou Sen before boarding the plane.Zhou Lin's words made Zhou Sen's sweat fall faster, falling at twice the speed just now.

He thought it would be exposed.

I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Fifty years later, maybe Zhou Sen can light up a cigarette, have a good chat with his nephew, and brag about how I escaped from death at the hands of your mother.

"Explain to me."

Zhou Lin sat back on the boss's chair. She leaned on the back of the chair and stared at Zhou Sen through the tip of her nose.

If Zhou Sen didn't give a good explanation, she would have to go on a killing spree today and greet Zhou Sen with all the fighting moves she had practiced for so many years.My own younger brother, naturally he must treat him well.

When he was young, he was bamboo-flavored shredded pork. When he grows up, no matter what, he should be given a Bakugan boy, right?

"Cough cough."

Zhou Sen adjusted his posture with difficulty, and his originally straight waist became even straighter.He tried hard to regain his serious face and explain his thoughts to his sister seriously.

"Is such that!"

"I came back from South Korea, and I know the level of their public relations team and their best anti-routines. This time, my idea is to counter-routines!"

"Summarize the black material by yourself, and summarize and list all the things through the fan circle thinking they are best at, and forcibly connect all the logical evidence into a complete line. After letting all netizens know about me, I will summarize all the things into a complete body .”

"That is, I am me, and all the black materials are one. The fermentation of things will make all the black materials expand like a big balloon."

"But this seemingly sophisticated and highly logical thesis has the most fatal weakness!"

"As long as someone punctures this weak point at the right time, the big balloon made of all black materials will explode with a bang!"

"Because in this entire logical chain, all the evidence supports and influences each other. Once one black material is false, the entire logical chain will collapse!"

"According to the thinking of netizens, there will be a labeling stereotype!"

"The exposure of the first fake black material will be the starting point for the dominoes to overthrow all their doubts about all the black material. In the end, they will completely believe that I am innocent. If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and if you break it, you can stand it!"

Zhou Sen introduced the core idea of ​​his entire essay forcefully and passionately.

But I found that my sister was still sitting in her position indifferently.

"Can you stop using exclamation points in every sentence?"

"There are two sentences that are not."

Zhou Sen didn't know why his sister could tell the difference between a period and an exclamation point by listening.

"Okay, don't bother with you, so...you really did those bad things?"

Zhou Sen saw that Zhou Lin's eyes were about to condense a real murderous light.

"No no no no aba aba aba."

He quickly waved his hand, pointed to the screen, pointed to himself, and explained in a panic.

"Then why are you making it so complicated?"

Zhou Lin rolled her eyes at Zhou Sen again. She felt that after staying with her stinky brother for a long time, it was easy to roll her eyes and get cataracts.

"It was a simple thing."

"This is what you like the most in the entertainment industry. If you pull others into your own thinking, you will win, right? And what about win win, win win win twice?"

Zhou Sen nodded and bowed.

He secretly rejoiced that he barely escaped a catastrophe, and it seemed that Zhou Lin was just...
"but."

"This is what I asked you to explain."

Zhou Lin's eyes flashed fiercely, her right hand pressed heavily on the table, and her left hand pointed at a place on the screen, Microsoft Yahei, size [-] font, bold.

【Devil King Silly King Mumu】

Zhou Sen's sweat quickly dripped from the undershirt of his back onto the floor of the office.

　Zhou Sen is in danger! (vegetable)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)