The popularity of the top stream was forced to be officially announced

Dangai, as the name suggests, is a drama adapted from the Communist Party into a socialist brotherhood.

"You are all at the same level, and you don't have to worry about what will happen if you fail." Shu Ling narrated, "This drama has been in preparation for several months, and the two male leads have not yet been decided."

"Is there a script?" Song Mingxuan doesn't care much about the rotten label, and he is also a genuine gay now. In his eyes, the only thing he cares about is whether the drama is good or not.

Shu Ling: "No, but it's adapted into a play from a movie that I heard is very popular. You can search and read the article."

The title of the article is "I'm Not a Peerless Master". It's a martial arts strategy essay. The main character, Qi Zhiqiu, travels from modern times to ancient times. He happens to get the inheritance of the God of War from the outer space and interstellar space. He has super high martial arts skills that appear from time to time. Being an ordinary junior, things backfired. The accidentally exposed martial arts attracted people from the arena one after another under the guise of challenging this peerless master. world.

This is a main script, and another important male main character——Chu Lizui, is a sickly beauty with strong martial arts.

People in the Jianghu are called Mr. Umbrella Yu, a weapon umbrella. Although he is cold and indifferent, he is a gentle person in essence. When he was young, his family was broken and his family was destroyed. When he was dying, he was picked up by his master and adopted. He lived in seclusion for more than ten years. The enemy who killed the door.

The male lead, Qi Zhiqiu, fell in love with Mr. Sanyu at first sight without knowing it. For the sake of the health of the delicate and frail, he took the initiative to change from low-key to high-key.

After Song Mingxuan searched and read the articles, he was out of control. He decided not to get stuck reading articles in the future, otherwise he would miss a lot of good articles.

In the follow-up audition, Shu Ling did not follow, and only sent an assistant to handle daily chores for him.

All the promised variety shows and albums are also on the agenda.

The studio founded by Shu Ling has a very high work efficiency. Six songs have been selected and the title song is being determined.

Recently, vlogs have been very popular, and Song Mingxuan has also filmed a lot of daily tidbits at work and put them on his Weibo. Unexpectedly, he has gained a lot of fans. Most of them are philanthropic fans who follow the talent show and love most of the trainees in the show.

At the same time, the official announcement that he signed into Shu Ling's studio became a hot search.

Netizens have developed their own brain holes and expressed their views.

Except for the fans of the stakeholders, who sometimes have a few bitter words, the discussion is very harmonious.

Song Mingxuan had just finished recording and filming the song, and was so tired that he collapsed on the bed to rest. The house he stayed in was still Shu Ling's private property. As long as he returned to the capital, this would be his dormitory.

When he touched the phone, a message popped up, as domineering as his master.

[Have you seen the comments from netizens?It is said that you are lucky enough to be signed by me. ]——Shu Ling.

Song Mingxuan: ...

[Shouldn't you express something? ] Shu Ling.

Song Mingxuan: [What do you want? 〕

Shu Ling's phone call came, Song Mingxuan was taken aback, and answered hesitantly.

"Hello?" A slightly distorted voice came from the phone.

Song Mingxuan: "Yes."

"We have the bathroom py, the sofa py, the floor-to-ceiling windows py, and the table py. We have all of them. It seems that we don't have a mobile phone py?"

Song Mingxuan's face turned red in an instant, and the hand holding the phone suddenly became hot, wishing to throw the phone away.

"Don't you have a job? Hurry up and work." He changed the subject quickly.

"I'll be at the hotel in half an hour, if you haven't called..." Shu Ling's voice was extremely threatening.

"I, I can't." Song Mingxuan panicked.

Shu Ling: "Either you fly over and fuck me, or let me hear your fucking voice."

"..." Song Mingxuan curled up his limbs in shame, "I haven't been..., I don't know what to do."

"Imagine what I have done to you." Shu Ling stated calmly.

Song Mingxuan heard the sound of the elevator arriving from the opposite side, the sound of unhurried footsteps drifted in the empty corridor, and finally the door closed.

The mature and hoarse voice that belonged exclusively to the other party seemed to have a hook, pulling at his nerves and making him dare not move rashly.

Shu Ling closed her eyes and whispered.

"I will first bite your full lips with my teeth..."

Every word seemed to be cast with real magic, Song Mingxuan found that his lips seemed to become numb and hot, and he opened his lips obediently to welcome the next ravage, and breathed lightly in the air.

Shu Ling's eyes were dark, and she solved her physiological reaction with the groan in her ear: "I will put my hand on your waist..."

A phone call lasted two full hours.

Lying on the bed with disheveled clothes, Song Mingxuan felt that he was going crazy, but he actually had several orgasms because of the other party's words. He didn't expect that he could be so coquettish.

And the person on the other end of the phone just felt that it was a taste, his desire and dissatisfaction were engraved on his face, the phone call alone still couldn't satisfy his desire, he... wanted more.

Shu Ling quietly listened to the panting on the phone, except for making him darken his eyes again, it still couldn't reduce the heat in his body.

"Song Mingxuan." His voice was so hoarse that there was a hint of cruelty, "You are mine, say you are mine."

"……I'm yours."

After a phone call that broke through the lower limit, Song Mingxuan no longer agreed to this matter, even if threatened.

However, Shu Ling did not mention it again.

Although he is not well-known in the entertainment circle, he is also very busy thanks to the blessing of being backed by a big tree to enjoy the shade. Recording albums and filming MVs took up most of his time, and he took time to record entertainment jokes Netcom, the broadcast volume and discussion of this webcomplex are good, and it has a fixed group of audiences.

But the person who said he would teach him how to act never appeared again.

Song Mingxuan watched "I'm Not a Peerless Master" was about to start, and scratched his head worriedly. The previous audition was just a cutscene, that is, he just decided on the styling and costumes. The performance was not involved at all. Could it be that he really wants to be naked? ?

Although Shu Ling's words don't count, he didn't think about letting the other party teach him. He tentatively asked Yu Xu, the agent assigned to him by Shu Ling's studio, if he could arrange an acting class.

Hiring an acting teacher to open a small stove is also a lot of money. Song Mingxuan doesn't know if he is worth the cost to the studio.

While waiting for his agent's reply, he was not idle. He read the script and text of "I'm Not a Peerless Master" again, and wrote down his thoughts next to each paragraph.

The bedroom door opened without warning, and Song Mingxuan, who was addicted to work, didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the light projected on the book cast a shadow that he finally came to his senses. He raised his head quickly, and there was a rather gloomy look in his eyes, suppressing some dangerous thought: "Shu Ling?"

"Why didn't you remind me?" Shu Ling's words revealed a bit of guilt.

Song Mingxuan was stunned: "Reminder?"

Shu Ling narrowed her eyes lightly, stroked Song Mingxuan's side face with her slender fingers, and said affirmatively, "You don't care..." It was like a whisper between lovers, "You don't care, how dare you not care."

Three in a row don't care, the higher the stacked mood.

I don't understand why the other party is crazy.Song Mingxuan frowned slightly: "Shu Ling, calm down."

There was a cruel and indifferent smile on Shu Ling's mouth: "You can be regarded as being taken care of by me now." Fingers followed the contours of Song Mingxuan's face, inserted into his loose pajamas, and bullied the skin in his palm mercilessly, "Know How should I treat the gold master?"

No matter how good-tempered he was, Song Mingxuan was still a little irritated by the other party's condescending scrutiny. He grabbed the hand that was in his clothes and pursed his full lips slightly: "Is there any chance for me to refuse?"

"No." Shuling leaned over and kissed Song Mingxuan's lips that had been seducing her, full of threats, "How dare you."

Song Mingxuan was so angry at his domineering posture that he bit down the long tongue that had been drilled into his mouth, and the faint smell of rust spread, but the other person not only did not flinch, but even intensified his sweep.

The close contact between storage rooms was recorded and photographed by the other party, otherwise Song Mingxuan would not want to get entangled with the black-hearted protagonist.

"Hmmmmmm..."

Anyway, he couldn't escape, Song Mingxuan didn't want to make himself feel too uncomfortable, after stabbing back, he didn't continue to provoke Shu Ling.

Silently bear the next rough move of the other party.

"What dissatisfaction do you have?" Shu Ling didn't let him go, "If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance to say it later."

"..." Song Mingxuan.

Shu Ling grabbed his chin and forced him to meet her eyes: "I might consider changing it."

Song Mingxuan: ...I believe you are a ghost, if you hadn't seen it, you might have been fooled.

He is [-]% sure that if he dares to mention it, not only will the protagonist not change, but he will even intensify on this basis until he gets used to it.

"Oh, don't you believe me?" Shu Ling's expression was serious, but his heart was full of malice. If he raised a dissatisfaction, he would multiply it tenfold.

Song Mingxuan: "There is no dissatisfaction."

"Are you sure?" Shu Ling said, "I will mention it later, I will not change it, and you are not allowed to mention it."

Song Mingxuan took a few deep breaths, but couldn't speak for a long time. He...he really didn't want to say that he was really not dissatisfied.

"What are you thinking?" Along with the sound of clothes being torn, the shadows fell all over his head, "Don't get distracted in front of me."

Song Mingxuan's expression was startled, and he thought in a daze: He has no pajamas anymore.

"It's time, you have no chance."