Entertainment: Opening with a song "Elevator God of War" to challenge the whole audience

"I...!"

Su Mo was silent.

He sighed softly.

He clearly remembered how high-spirited he was after traveling through time, and felt that he was the protagonist of this world with the system.

At that time, I was the boss of heaven, the second of earth, the human world, and the entertainment industry. I must be at the top!

When facing Liya, he was still full of confidence.

He felt that he had easily been recognized by a legendary agent, and he was definitely the protagonist of this world.

That's right.

Although he had experienced a lot along the way, Su Mo already had a high status in the entertainment industry.

In the music industry, he is a singer-songwriter who can compete with countless first-class singers, and even slightly better.

In the idol circle, he has the largest number of fans in the summer, and no one can compare to him. With a casual move, countless people will follow him.

Even in the eyes of the old actors in the entertainment industry, he is already an actor with acting skills and personality.

He is close to the peak he wants.

This distance is very close, very close, so close that you can reach out and pick it.

But this distance is also very far, he needs to use time and works to raise it bit by bit, and then step on it.

This is a distance that requires hard work and perseverance to keep moving forward.

In this position, many people have collapsed, and many people have suddenly fallen down and left no trace.

But Su Mo is sure that he will never be the one who falls into the abyss.

But...

Liya is gone, he really doesn't want to persist anymore.

It feels like even if he gets the crown of the king of heaven, even if he gets the crown of the best actor or the best actor, it seems to be useless.

So, is there any meaning in persisting?

No!

But, after being asked by Wu Miao, Su Mo suddenly felt that he owed Liya too much.

If there is no sister Liya, what does it matter even if he has a system?

At most, he is an artist who has only skills, but also depends on the mood of capital to make money.

This is not determined by the number of fans.

It is not determined by ability.

When capital enters a circle, whether it is a business circle, an entertainment circle, or other circles.

Everything depends on money, relationships, and connections.

Even if Su Mo, who has no connections, is as powerful as he is today, he may have to start from being an extra, and then accumulate connections little by little to climb up.

In other words, if you have money and want to invest, I am afraid there is no way.

Even if there is a door open for you to enter, you can't tell whether it is a scam or real.

Just like the coal bosses in the past.

After many people's money was taken away, they only got a rubbish script. The money must have been lost. As for how it was lost, you can't understand it even if you are given an account book. Even if you understand it, you have no place to complain.

Reality is so cruel.

And the value of Liya can be imagined.

She not only gave Su Mo a foundation and background, but also established a huge economy for Su Mo.

With these, although Su Mo can't be said to be able to call the wind and rain, at least in the entertainment circle, or even in the business circle, no one dares to mess with him at will.

Even, many people who see him will respectfully call him "Mr. Su"!

Thoughts stop here.

Su Mo looked at Wu Miao who had been lying on the table and staring at him, and said in a deep voice: "You are right, I have failed Liya."

"Can you help me see what dramas are available? I think I should shoot the drama first."

"I hope you can figure it out."

Wu Miao smiled, grabbed the bottle and poured another glass for Su Mo, then raised the glass and said: "Come on, cheers for you to figure it out!"

"Cheers."

Su Mo smiled and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Suddenly, he felt a little dazed, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness and numbness all over his body.

"Wu..."

He looked at Wu Miao, but felt his lips were a little numb, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Don't worry, it's an auxiliary anesthetic."

Wu Miao stood up and took out a needle filled with medicine that had been prepared long ago, and continued: "Don't worry, although this anesthetic is very strong, it has a short effect.

I prepared it, and you will recover in about three to five minutes."

"But,

This one is different!"

Wu Miao gestured twice in front of Su Mo with the needle.

Su Mo's stiff body twisted hard and reached out to grab it.

"Don't worry, I know you have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, and you are very good.

But you know, Liya, when I went to study in Yingjiang, I participated in the training of mercenaries (for money), and I also went to the battlefield and killed people.

Do you think that I really lied to you when I said I killed people?"

"Hey, you are all childish!"

Wu Miao shook his head, put his left arm around Su Mo's neck, and continued in his ear: "But, don't be afraid.

You are Liya's nephew, and the only person I am tied to in this world.

If I kill you, I will also end my own way of survival.

So, don't worry, I just hope that you can fulfill Liya's expectations.

I also hope that my reasons for living will be more sufficient.

Otherwise, I am really afraid...

I am very afraid that one day, I will not be able to control myself.

I will really... kill you! "

Wu Miao said this, raised the needle in her hand, and stabbed Su Mo's shoulder.

After the whole tube of medicine was injected into Su Mo's body, Wu Miao sat back opposite Su Mo again.

She poured a glass of wine slowly, just looking at Su Mo, watching Su Mo fight against the anesthetic with his own will and physical fitness.

Watching him fall to the ground, watching him crawl a little bit.

She watched calmly, as if she was just a bystander.

One cup, two cups, three cups, when she finished the remaining half bottle of wine, Su Mo stood up, he staggered and pointed at Wu Miao, "You, what did you do to me? "

Su Mo shook his head vigorously, and he felt his vision was a little blurry.

It was hazy.

The Wu Miao in front of him seemed to have turned into Song Yuqi in a trance.

He was a little confused, and there seemed to be a voice in his subconscious mind, telling him that the woman was Song Yuqi, she was Song Yuqi.

But she was not!

Su Mo felt that his consciousness was very clear.

He was very sure that it was Wu Miao, not Song Yuqi.

But that voice seemed to be ringing, saying it all the time, as if brainwashing.

Su Mo banged hard against the wall, trying to clear his mind a little, but it didn't work at all.

He felt his blood surging, and there seemed to be a beast in his body roaring and roaring.

He even had a feeling that this was the real him.

When he looked at Wu Miao again, wanting to confirm whether he was seeing wrong.

I saw Song Yuqi slowly taking off her clothes...