After a hidden marriage with the opponent's top traffic

"Fuck his misfortune! Lao Tzu is the most unlucky!"

Mu Nan's sudden roar startled the manager on the other side of the phone. He was telling Mu Nan about the recent crisis public relations situation, but Mu Nan suddenly yelled like this.

The manager Ye Ge was silent for a moment, and then said cautiously: "Cub, we don't need to be too stressed, we still have to eat well, drink well, sleep well, and communicate in time if we have mental problems."

It was only then that Mu Nan realized belatedly that he had actually yelled out what was on his mind, "I'm fine, I just thought of something else." He explained embarrassingly.

"Alright then, stop surfing the Internet and prepare for the recording. If you need anything, tell Xiao Jin." Jager confessed a few more words and hung up the phone.

But if Mu Nan was obedient, he wouldn't be Mu Nan. The first thing he did after hanging up the phone was to log in to Weibo with a small account to see the latest news.

And the more he looked at it, the more he gritted his teeth at Cheng Han.

The reason for everything is that the paparazzi took pictures of yesterday's dinner party. The paparazzi sneaked into the restaurant somehow, and took a picture of Mu Nan and Shi Wei in the same frame at close range from the crack of the toilet door, and then used Yuji's necessary viewer Speech skills make up for the annual bloody drama where the money owner keeps the star.

Finally, coupled with the multi-party linkage of the marketing account and Mu Nan's own top-notch quality, #木南史威late night tryst##木南金主# These two topics were airborne hot searches in the middle of the night.

Mu Nan's team has 24-hour Internet search, and reacts immediately when they see the news, and starts crisis public relations. First, the studio clarifies, then the lawyer sends a warning, and finally the cooperative marketing account goes back to the rhythm. This is an all-too-familiar routine.

Bored, he opened his own square and saw many ghosts and ghosts speaking.

[I believe that Mu Nan was entrusted/raised to praise me. If he didn't have a financial backer, how could he rise so fast. 】

[I don’t know anything except selling face, the talents on the show are all fake edits, singing is tuned, piano is played fakely, and paintings are drawn by others, this kind of person deserves to debut? 】

[I said three years ago that Mu Nan is nothing, and Cheng Han is hundreds of times stronger than him. 】

After reading these words scolding him, Mu Nan was not angry at all. As an idol, he would have received more comments, and top-tier idols would have to bear no less scolding than praise. He has long been familiar with these words up.

Many fans were complaining for him, saying that Cheng Han was responsible for all this again, but this time Mu Nan didn't think so, because he knew Cheng Han very well. Although the big-tailed fox was quite annoying, this kind of He never bothered to do mean things.

Seeing the indignant fans and the many slanderous remarks, Mu Nan stretched himself out of bed, went upstairs to the study room, found a recent oil painting, took a random photo and posted it on the Internet.

The painting is a realistic prairie scenery. He was inspired to create this painting when he went to the prairie, which is also his proud work.

Now posting this painting on Weibo is not only to let fans take a look at the scenery and calm down, but also to respond to those who say that he is a fake.

As soon as the picture was posted and the Internet was turned off, regardless of all the arguments, Mu Nan returned to being a happy groundhog, humming a song, washing up, and getting ready to record the show.

An hour later, the assistant Xiao Jin knocked on his door on time.

"Brother Mu Nan, it's time to do styling, there are still two hours to start recording."

"Let's go," Mu Nan scratched his hair, "It's another day to control the urge to kill." When he thought of meeting that annoying hypocrite later, he felt unable to cheer up.

But Xiaojin hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Brother, you didn't read Weibo, did you?"

"Weibo? What's the matter?" Mu Nan clicked on Weibo, and instantly saw Cheng Han's Weibo on the front page.

[Cheng Han: I need to have a name. 】

Below the text is a picture, the picture is the one taken secretly by the paparazzi, next to the two blurred figures is the wooden door of the bathroom.

But now there is a stick figure drawn on the wooden door, with a huge "I" character on the stick figure's head.

This stick figure is accompanied by words, which is to say that apart from these two people, there is also Cheng Han, and the paparazzi's "alone" is obviously self-defeating.

Therefore, Cheng Han was helping him clarify and supporting him openly.

"Damn!" Mu Nan threw the phone back into his pocket, his eyebrows furrowed, "Is he sick? What do you think he wants to do?"

Xiao Jin shook his head in horror, "We don't know, and we dare not ask."

At this time, Mu Nan was not the only one who was puzzled, the Weibo server was instantly overwhelmed, and the fans looked at each other across the network cable.

Cheng Han fans: Is he crazy?

Mu Nan fans: Is he crazy!

Sporadic CP fans who quietly popped up: Is he crazy? ? ! ! !

But soon, the last part of the people was shut down by the former two.

All of a sudden, the two top-tier fans were in a fight, and almost all the star-chaser girls were involved in the battle, but the perpetrator was sitting in front of the makeup mirror leisurely.

"Why are you here?" Mu Nan almost jumped up when he opened the door and saw Cheng Han.

"We share a dressing room."

Mu Nan looked at his makeup artist angrily: "Erguo? Is that so?"

The makeup artist called Erguo nodded: "Indeed."

"That's fine." Mu Nan pinched his nose and sat down on the seat, as if he didn't even want to smell Cheng Han's body.

"Heh." Just as Mu Nan sat down, Cheng Han let out a sneer.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Nan bounced off his fur.

"Childish." Cheng Han raised his head halfway, the makeup artist was applying eyeliner, he looked down at Mu Nan through the mirror, the corner of his mouth was mocking, "The name of your team."

In order to "commemorate" a boss who didn't drink alcohol, Mu Nan's entire team was named after alcohol. There are also public relations Tequila Longjie, Xuanfa Vermouth Xiaov and so on.

"We are happy!" Mu Nan ignored him.

During the rest of the styling time, Cheng Han kept talking, "I didn't expect you to be able to draw. I thought you'd forgotten all about it after so many years."

Mu Nan directly ignored him, closing his eyes and plugging in his earphones, it was as if Han didn't exist.

After the modeling was over, the director came to call people.

The studio is all ready, and there must be a C seat for the three instructor chairs.And the director is really a master planner, it's not suitable for Mu Nan and Cheng Han to sit, so he invited a female mentor to sit in the middle, which can prevent the two parties from tearing apart, and prevent them from fighting on the spot.

The female instructor sitting in the middle is the dancer of the team who debuted in Korea. She is beautiful and sweet, and is very popular in both countries, but she still trembles when she sits between the two top performers.

Especially when the two top-tier recordings started to disagree not long after.

The player who is playing now is a cute type of player. His style is somewhat similar to that of Mu Nan. He chose a kpop song that is not too difficult and has a high degree of completion.

"Let me introduce yourself first," said the female instructor.

"Hello teachers, my name is Shi Tao, and I am currently studying vocal music at xx University, and I have been learning vocal music for 15 years."

"That's right, I appreciate your style." Mu Nan gave him the green light based on his performance just now. His performance was flawless and very expressive.

But Cheng Han suddenly interrupted Shi Tao's thanks: "Are you from the singing department?"

"Yes."

"Ten high school or high school?" Cheng Han asked.

"Uh..." Shi Tao hesitated, "Ten high."

Mu Nan looked at Cheng Han suspiciously, not knowing what he wanted to do.But he suddenly heard Cheng Han say: "Can you sing "sontuttaduola"?"

"Ah?" Shi Tao was obviously stunned, "What... what?"

""How Painful I Are", a compulsory repertoire for the second grade of the vocal and singing department."

Shi Tao lowered his head in embarrassment: "Sorry, I won't."

"What about "Night in the Suburbs of Moscow"? It is compulsory for the first grade."

Shi Tao whispered, "I can sing Chinese lyrics."

Cheng Han nodded and signaled him to sing.Shi Tao held the microphone nervously, and barely finished singing a song with bel canto.

And even Mu Nan, who hadn't been exposed to bel canto for many years, could hear it. The breath problem that he didn't show when he sang pop songs was now fully exposed.

"Sorry." Cheng Han didn't comment, and directly pressed the red light, "Please continue to work hard, and some judges must maintain a professional attitude and professional skepticism."

According to the rule that two people must pass to advance, the pressure now falls on the female mentor.The female instructor looked left and right, and saw Shi Tao's expression on the verge of crying, she just wanted to travel back and chop off the hand that signed the contract with the program team.

"I can't do it! I'm going to die of anger!" Finally, when the recording was over, Mu Nan couldn't hold back when he returned to the backstage. He didn't even care that the staff might hear him, and just wanted to scold Cheng Han.

"He did it on purpose! He also said that I was unprofessional and deliberately made things difficult for the players. He thought he was Chopin or Schubert!"

"This show can't be recorded, with him without me, with me without him!"

Mu Nan was so angry that he had his hips on his hips, but Xiao Jin desperately gave him winks in front of him.

Then, an annoying voice came from behind, "Ouch, did the rabbit blow its fur?"

"Go away! You are only a rabbit!"

Cheng Han spread his hands: "Sorry, I don't have rabbit teeth, round eyes, and I don't puff my cheeks when I eat."

"Yes, you are not a rabbit, you are a fox, the most annoying and smelly kind."

Cheng Han shrugged indifferently, not caring what he said at all.He looked at Xiao Jin and the surrounding staff, and suddenly approached Mu Nan, saying in Mu Nan's ear: "Your mother said that we will go home together after tomorrow."

After Cheng Han finished speaking, he raised his legs and left. When Mu Nan, who was stunned in place, came back to his senses, Cheng Han had already gone far.

Little Jin asked tremblingly: "Brother, don't take anything he says to heart, we don't know as much as him."

Mu Nan gritted his teeth so hard that his back molars made a creaking sound.

"Damn, I still have to save him for a day."

The author has something to say: Fox x Rabbit = Zootopia (x)

Cheng Han: Thank you mother-in-law for saving my life.

In a word, this is a story about killing each other, killing each other, killing each other, this is the first time I write this kind of rival cp, I am a bit unconfident, but I hope you like it~

I will try my best to make them only talk but not fight, but if they insist on fighting, then I may not be able to stop them, after all I am afraid of being splashed with blood.