President of Zhuma PK

Song Ci felt like a frightened bird.

Ever since he overheard Wu Tiancong's chilling words that time, he has developed a feeling of fear towards Qin Sheng, a stranger he has never met.In his heart, Qin Sheng is a more terrifying existence than Qin Song. Although Qin Song is domineering and arrogant, at least he will not belittle human life, while Qin Sheng is completely an ogre-like existence, just hearing his name It makes people tremble.

Song Ci didn't want to die.

His life has just gained color, and he is reluctant to part with Li Fan.

However, no one can protect him, he can only protect himself, he doesn't even have the ability to fight back.

After school, Song Ci and Ren Sikai picked up the car from the shed together. They made an appointment to go to the hospital to see Qian Zhigeng.

When leaving the school gate, Song Ci unexpectedly saw Li Fan.

Song Ci parked the car in front of him, "Why are you here?"

Li Fan said, "I'll pick you up."

Song Ci showed embarrassment, "But Si Kai and I made an appointment to go to the hospital to see my tablemate."

Li Fan said, "I'll go with you."

Before Song Ci could speak, Ren Sikai said first: "Then you two go together, actually I have other things to do."

Song Ci had no choice but to say, "Okay then, I'll call you to tell you the situation after I've seen Qian Zhigeng."

"Okay." Ren Sikai waved to him and said with a smile, "Goodbye."

Ren Sikai rode away, Song Ci smiled and said to Li Fan: "Get in the car, I will take you today."

Li Fan was a little hesitant, because this position was really tormenting, but he still sat up with his legs up, and tried not to stick to Song Ci's body.

The electric car pulls into the crowded traffic.

Because Song Ci rode very slowly, and stopped and stopped, Li Fan took the opportunity to talk to him: "I haven't heard you mention this new deskmate before, what's his name?" ?”

"His name is Qian Zhigeng." Song Ci said: "Because I spent most of my time filming after my second year of high school, I didn't get along with him much, but he is very nice."

Li Fan said, "What's wrong with him?"

Song Ci hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know either, it should be some kind of gastrointestinal problem."

Li Fan took the opportunity to educate him: "So you must eat on time. Once the stomach is broken, it will be difficult to raise it again."

Song Ci nodded obediently, "Yes, I see."

After passing through this extremely congested narrow road, the flow of traffic became smoother, Song Ci started to speed up, and Li Fan stopped talking to him, so as not to distract him from riding.

When they arrived at the hospital, they went to the nurse's station to inquire: "Hi, may I ask which ward is the student sent from Hongde High School this afternoon? His name is Qian Zhigeng."

The nurse looked it up on the computer and said, "In 506, you can just take the elevator up to the fifth floor from there."

Song Ci said "thank you", followed the nurse's finger to find the elevator, and went up to the fifth floor with Li Fan.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I bumped into Dongfangyu.

Song Ci hurriedly asked: "Teacher, how is Qian Zhigeng?"

Dongfangyu said: "He's fine, but he hasn't woken up yet. He's lying in the ward, and his parents are taking care of him."

Song Ci asked again: "What's wrong with him?"

Dongfang Yu's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He said, "The doctor said it was acute gastroenteritis, which is not a serious illness. He is in 506. You should go see him. I have something to leave first."

Song Ci said, "Okay, goodbye, teacher."

Song Ci knew that Dongfangyu was lying.He had suffered from acute gastroenteritis, and he knew what it looked like in the onset of acute gastroenteritis, and he would never have such symptoms as foaming at the mouth, convulsions and convulsions.

He also knew why the Oriental language lied.If his previous guess is true, Qian Zhigeng fell ill after drinking yogurt mixed with poison, then the poisoning is intentional homicide, especially if it happened in the experimental class full of gifted students, once such a vicious incident is exposed, it will definitely become a public health issue. The news is hot, and it will inevitably cause serious damage to the image of Hongde High School.As a senior teacher who has taught in Hongde for 20 years, Dongfangyu will never allow such a thing to happen.

The final outcome of this matter can only be nothing.

Song Ci and Li Fan walked into the ward one after the other.

Qian Zhigeng lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless.

A middle-aged man and woman sat beside the hospital bed, who looked like Qian Zhigeng's parents, watching their son worriedly.

Song Ci stepped forward to say hello: "Hello, Uncle and Auntie. I am Qian Zhigeng's deskmate. Let me come and see him."

Mother Qian stood up, forced herself to smile, and said, "Are you Song Ci?"

Song Ci nodded.

Qian's mother said: "Zhigeng often mentioned you to us, saying that you are good-looking and good at studying. When I saw you today, you really look like a talent."

Father Qian glanced at his wife reproachfully, and said, "It's useless to talk about it." He turned to Song Ci, "Teacher Dongfang told us that when Zhigeng fell ill, you carried him to the infirmary, An ambulance was called, thank you very much."

Song Ci said, "It's all what I should do—what's wrong with Zhigeng?"

The couple looked at each other, and Father Qian said, "Acute gastroenteritis."

It seems that the Oriental language has gotten through with them.

Song Ci said, "It should be all right now, right?"

Mother Qian nodded, and said, "Today, I will be hospitalized for observation for a day. If there is no serious problem, I can be discharged tomorrow."

"That's good." Song Ci said: "Then we won't disturb his rest. See you, uncle and aunt."

The couple agreed, sent them out of the ward, sighed in unison, and then turned back.

After leaving the hospital, Li Fan asked, "Are you hungry?"

Song Ci said, "A little bit."

Li Fan said: "Today is the Lantern Festival, so we won't cook anymore, let's go to a restaurant."

So they found a small restaurant, picked a quiet place, ordered a few favorite dishes, and chatted while eating.

After Song Ci had eaten his fill and put away his chopsticks, Li Fan finally asked the question that had been circling in his mind all afternoon: "Why didn't you tell me that Qin Song is the boss of Canxing Media?"

Song Ci was drinking tea. After hearing the words, he put down his teacup and said with lowered eyes, "Ren Sikai told you, right?"

"Yeah." Li Fan said while sipping food, "He also said that Qin Song is his uncle."

Song Ci looked up at Li Fan and said, "I was introduced to Canxing by director Sui Youbin, and I only found out that Qin Song is Canxing's behind-the-scenes boss after I signed the contract."

Li Fan was silent for a moment, then said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Ci said, "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry."

"I don't want you to worry" is a very helpless reason, which can neither be accepted nor blamed.

However, even if Song Ci told him, what could he do?

He can't do anything.

Li Fan took a sip of tea and said, "Did he...harass you?"

"No." Song Ci said: "I'm either filming or going to school. I rarely even go to the company, and I hardly meet him."

Li Fan still had many questions to ask, but in the end they all turned into a sigh.

He said, "Don't hide anything from me in the future, okay?"

Song Ci nodded obediently, and said, "Okay." He suddenly remembered something, and said, "I'll call Ren Sikai." As he spoke, he took out his phone, unlocked it and dialed it, and it took a while before he dialed, "Skai , I went to see Qian Zhigeng."

Ren Sikai asked, "How is he? Is it food poisoning?"

Song Ci said: "It's acute gastroenteritis, it's not a serious problem, and I should be able to leave the hospital tomorrow."

Ren Sikai said: "Look at what I said, he will be fine."

Song Ci said: "Well, I have nothing else to do, see you at school tomorrow, bye."

Ren Sikai said: "See you tomorrow, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Ren Sikai started cycling again and arrived at the destination—Qin Song's villa in a short time.

He has played in this villa since elementary school, and it has been less in the past two years, but Qin Song still reserved a room for him.

As soon as Ren Sikai entered the door, a servant greeted him, "Master Sikai."

He asked, "Where's my uncle?"

The servant replied: "Mr. is eating in the restaurant."

Ren Sikai said: "Go ahead, I will find him myself."

After all, Ren Sikai walked towards the restaurant.

In the brightly lit restaurant, there were many exquisite dishes on the long table for 20 people, but Qin Song was the only one sitting in front of the table, enjoying the dinner in silence, drinking two mouthfuls of food and then a sip of red wine.

Seeing Ren Sikai coming in, Qin Song had a smile on his face and said, "You came just in time, come to eat with me."

Ren Sikai sat down on the right-hand side of him, and someone immediately set the table and chopsticks.

Qin Song took a sip of wine and asked, "Did you tell your mother that you're coming to my place?"

Ren Sikai said weakly, "I said it."

Qin Song looked at him with raised eyebrows, "What's wrong? You're listless."

Ren Sikai looked at him and said, "Uncle, I have something to ask you."

Qin Song said: "Is it related to Song Ci?"

Ren Sikai said in surprise, "How do you know?"

Qin Song smiled and said, "If it wasn't for Song Ci, why would you rush to me as soon as school is over?"

Ren Sikai stopped talking.

Qin Song put down his chopsticks, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said, "Do you know how long you haven't been here? It's been a year. You haven't been here since you met Song Ci."

Ren Sikai lowered his head in shame, and said, "It's not because of Song Ci, I just...just don't know how to face those men you brought back."

"Don't use me as a shield." Qin Song said: "Ever since you said you didn't like me bringing people home, I never did that again."

Ren Sikai lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Qin Song scolded him: "Hold your head up!"

Ren Sikai immediately raised his head.

Qin Song said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ren Sikai took a deep breath and said, "I heard someone say something today. Although I don't believe it, I still want to confirm it with you. Uncle, do you like Song Ci?"

Qin Song looked at him heavily and said, "I like it."

He spoke briefly and forcefully, and Ren Sikai could hear him clearly, but he couldn't help suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

After a long time, Ren Sikai asked: "Is it because I like him as my classmate and friend?"

"No." Qin Song's expression remained unchanged, "It's the kind of liking for him as a pretty boy."

Ren Sikai stared at him, speechless for a long time.

Qin Song didn't rush him either, ignoring the undisguised pain on his face, and drank the wine leisurely.

"When did it start?" Ren Sikai finally found his voice.

Qin Song said: "It started before you knew him."

It was only then that Ren Sikai suddenly remembered that Qin Song had indeed met Song Ci before him. He had asked Song Ci how they met, but Song Ci didn't say clearly, only that they met while working part-time.

Anger gathered in Ren Sikai's eyes, "That's why you kept persuading me to break up with Song Ci?"

Qin Song said: "I advise you to break up with him for your own good. You and him are not in the same world at all. You will only be hurt if you are with him."

"You are not for me! You are for yourself!" Ren Sikai felt aggrieved and angry, "Song Ci broke up with me, is it also your credit?"

Qin Song said blankly: "That's his own choice. He chose future between future and you. I can't blame me for that."

Ren Sikai felt a sharp pain, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

This knife was inserted-in-in by his dearest uncle himself.

Ren Sikai said sadly: "Uncle, I beg you, let Song Ci go, and give him back to me."

"Xiao Kai." Qin Song still softened his tone. Facing Ren Sikai, he could not harden his heart, "Even without me, Song Ci would not be with you."

Ren Sikai said eagerly: "It's not like this. Song Ci said that when we realize our ideals, if I still like him, he will be with me."

Qin Song sneered and said, "Silly boy, this is just empty talk to comfort you, and you can believe it."

"I believe it!" Ren Sikai said firmly, "And I'm working hard towards this goal."

Qin Song shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.

Ren Sikai said earnestly: "Uncle, I really like Song Ci, and I only like him alone, so you can just give him to me. To be honest, there is never a shortage of people who admire you by your side. You can pick whatever you want. Pick it up, why do you have to grab it from me?"

"Xiao Kai, uncle can give you whatever you want, but only Song Ci can't. I still say that he is not suitable for you, he will hurt you, and..." Qin Song seemed a little embarrassed, After a pause, he continued, "I like Song Ci very much, I really like it."

"You're lying!" Ren Sikai said, "The people around you have been changing all these years. Who have you really liked? None of them! Those people are just a toy to you. When you get tired of playing with them, you don't hesitate. Throw it away. I will never allow you to let Song Ci fall into that situation, he is so proud, he can't bear that kind of insult!"

Qin Song doesn't blame Ren Sikai for not believing.

Many times, even he himself can't believe that he really likes Song Ci.

The more Ren Sikai said, the more excited he became, "What is the difference between what you are doing to me now and what grandpa was doing to you back then?! Grandpa stole your boyfriend, and you stabbed him. What do you want to do to me? Where?"

As soon as the words came out, Ren Sikai regretted and was afraid.

Qin Song has a taboo that no one can touch, which is the tragic past with his grandfather Qin Sheng 15 years ago.Anyone who touches this taboo will not end well.

As soon as Ren Sikai finished speaking, Qin Songyang slapped him and shouted, "Shut up!"

Ren Sikai was taken aback by this slap.

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Song always held him in the palm of his hand and loved him more than his father, giving him whatever he wanted, never scolding him, never moving a finger of him.But today, Qin Song slapped him so hard, the left side of his cheek hurt hotly, but it was less than one-thousandth of the pain, and the little regret just now was also wiped away by this slap.

In fact, Qin Song also regretted it the moment he raised his hand to fan it down. When he saw the finger prints floating on Ren Sikai's left face, his regret reached its peak.

But the anger was still there, causing his chest to heave violently, and the veins on his clenched fists were bulging, and he hissed, "I must kill Xu Dongqing, that stinking idiot!" Apart from Xu Dongqing, Ren Sikai would not know about that. second channel.

"You should kill me!" Ren Sikai broke the boat, "As long as I'm still alive, I will never let you get Song Ci!"

After saying this harsh word, he felt that there was no need to stay here any longer, so he turned his head and left.

"Stop!" Qin Song ordered loudly.

Ren Sikai turned a deaf ear and strode forward.

Qin Song immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Qin Feng, Qin Lei!"

As soon as the words fell, two burly men came out from nowhere, blocking Ren Sikai's way like a hill.

Ren Sikai shouted: "Get out of the way!"

But obviously, Qin Feng and Qin Lei didn't obey his order, they just stood there without moving.

Qin Song then said, "Take him to his room, and he is not allowed to step out of the room without my permission."

Qin Feng and Qin Lei answered "yes" in unison, but one left and one right supported Ren Sikai and left.

Ren Sikai struggled violently and shouted: "You are under house arrest! It is against the law!"

Qin Song didn't want to put him under house arrest, he was just worried that Ren Sikai might have an accident while riding a bike in agitation.

He picked up the red wine glass, brought it to his lips, paused for a moment, and finally didn't drink. He suddenly waved his hand and smashed the red wine glass against the wall. The red liquid spilled out and flowed down the smooth wall, mottled.

This was not enough, he roared and swept all the cups, plates and dishes off the dining table, the sound of ding dong clang sounded one after another, it was so harsh that it even reverberated in the empty restaurant.

Qin Song stood under the crystal chandelier dejectedly.

His always straight back was slightly bent, casting a lonely shadow on the floor.

At noon the next day, Song Ci received a call from Qian Zhigeng.

He walked out of the classroom with his mobile phone, came to the end of the empty corridor, and asked, "Have you been discharged from the hospital?"

Qian Zhigeng said weakly: "Well, I was discharged from the hospital in the morning, but I still have to rest at home for two days. I called to thank you for saving me. I heard that you carried me all the way to the infirmary."

"It's all what I should do." Song Ci paused and asked, "You drank the bottle of yogurt I gave you, right?"

"As expected, you have guessed it." Qian Zhigeng said: "My parents collected the school's hush money and promised not to say a word, but I think you must know the truth about this matter. I don't have acute stomach ache. Inflammation, but poisoning, someone poisoned that bottle of yogurt. And, I probably know who the poisoner was."

? Song Ci was surprised: "You know? Who is it?"

"I'm just guessing, there's no evidence." Qian Zhigeng said: "Yesterday at noon, I went to the cafeteria to eat, but when I went downstairs, I found that I forgot to bring my meal card, so I had to go back to the classroom to get it. When I walked in through the back door of the classroom , I happened to see Dong Baichuan standing next to your desk, flipping through the homework on your desk. When he saw me coming in, he walked away silently. Get your meal card and leave. That bottle of yogurt was put on your desk when you went to eat, right?"

"Correct."

"So, I guess that Dong Baichuan put in that bottle of yogurt."

Song Ci said: "But why would he do this? I don't know him at all."

Qian Zhigeng said: "I read a piece of news a while ago. A senior high school student was jealous of his classmate's good grades. He stabbed his classmate six times with a fruit knife and killed him brutally. No one knows the heart of others. What do you think?"

Song Ci said, "But his grades are better than mine."

"But you have been making progress, and you still rarely attend classes. I said yesterday that if it wasn't because of the filming that delayed your studies, you would definitely surpass Dong Baichuan and become the number one in the school. Perhaps Dong Baichuan also felt threatened. "Qian Zhigeng sighed suddenly, and said: "Actually, Dong Baichuan's life experience is quite pitiful. His parents died when he was very young, and his grandmother raised him by picking up trash. Because he had no money to pay for the operation, his grandma died after lying in the hospital for two days. Dong Baichuan became an orphan, relying entirely on the poor student allowance and the school's first 8000 yuan. Yuan scholarship to go to school and live. He should be afraid that you will take the first place in the school, if that happens, he won’t get the scholarship, and even life will be a problem.”

It is indeed pathetic.

Song Ci said: "But this is not a reason for him to harm others."

Qian Zhigeng said: "The doctor said that the dose of poison mixed in the yogurt is actually not large, and basically there is no fatal danger. Therefore, Dong Baichuan probably didn't want to kill you, but just wanted to scare you or make you die." I'm sick and can't study or something. But anyway, it's unforgivable for him to do such a terrible thing, but the school doesn't let it out, and we can't do anything to him. You can only be more careful on your own From now on, just throw away the food and drink stuffed into your desk, who knows if Dong Baichuan will throw poison again."

"I see." Song Ci said, "Then you should have a good rest, I'm dead."

After finishing the call, Song Ci returned to the classroom, sat in his seat and meditated for a while, and asked the female classmate next to him, "Where is Dong Baichuan sitting?"

The female classmate blushed slightly and said, "That's the one in the school uniform in the second row."

Song Ci looked up, and there was only one person in school uniform in the second row.

The school uniforms of Hongde High School are very unsightly, because the school does not have a rigid rule requiring students to wear school uniforms, so very few students wear school uniforms.

Song Ci said "thank you" to the female classmate, got up and walked to Dong Baichuan's desk, and said in a low voice, "Student Dong, can I have a few words with you?"

Dong Baichuan was writing with his head down, but when he heard Song Ci's words, he stopped writing and raised his head, looking at him indifferently.

Song Ci originally thought that Dong Baichuan was a yellow and thin boy, but he was completely wrong. Dong Baichuan was very handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips.

"Is there something wrong?" Dong Baichuan asked coldly.

"Let's talk outside."

Song Ci left the classroom first, Dong Baichuan hesitated for a moment, then got up to follow.

Dong Baichuan silently followed Song Ci, went down the teaching building, and came to a small bamboo grove. There were a few stone tables and benches beside the bamboo grove, and the two sat down facing each other.

The breeze blows, the bamboo branches sway and rustle.

Song Ci took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to Dong Baichuan, "The money for that bottle of yogurt."

Dong Baichuan looked at Song Ci silently, neither reaching out to pick it up nor speaking.

Song Ci put the money on the table, and the fluffy banknotes were swept away by the wind in an instant.

"You shouldn't have done that," Song Ci said.

Dong Baichuan remained expressionless and silent.

Song Ci didn't care, and said to himself: "I will do my best for this midterm exam. The number one in the school must be mine, and the scholarship is also mine. I will step on you and let you do what you have done for yourself." Everything pays for it.”

Dong Baichuan suddenly smiled.

His smile seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which could not melt even the warmest sunlight.

He clasped his hands on the stone table, and finally said, "Don't even think about it."

Song Ci looked at him and said, "As long as I want it, I will definitely get it."

"Self-righteous." Dong Baichuan sarcastically said.

Song Ci said, "Do you dare to gamble with me?"

Dong Baichuan smiled contemptuously and said, "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet on who can get the first place in the school." Song Ci said: "If I am the first in the school in the midterm exam this time, you have to kneel in front of me and apologize for everything you have done."

Dong Baichuan said: "What if you lose?"

Song Ci said: "It is impossible for me to lose."

Dong Baichuan said: "If you lose, just keep what happened yesterday in your heart, and you can't tell anyone."

Song Ci said, "Are you afraid?"

Dong Baichuan sneered and said, "That's right, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you."

Song Ci was silent for a moment, then said, "What did I do to make you hate me so much?"

Dong Baichuan stared intently, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "You are wrong, I don't hate you, not at all. To me, you are just a stumbling block, who would be stupid enough to hate a stone?"

Song Ci actually felt that what he said was very reasonable.

The conversation ended here, Dong Baichuan stood up first, and left without looking back.

Song Ci stared at his fading back for a while, but on the way back to the classroom, he received a call from Zheng Zhi.

"Song Ci, is it time for lunch break?"

"Correct."

"I'm at the gate of your school, come out for a while."

"Okay, I'll go now."

After leaving the school gate, Song Ci saw Zheng Zhi's car, walked over to open the co-pilot's door, and sat down low, "Brother Zheng."

Zheng Zhi smiled and said, "Long time no see, how are you doing this time?"

Song Ci nodded, "Very good, how about you?"

Zheng Zhi said: "I'm fine too, I'll take advantage of this period of time when I don't have much work to spend with my girlfriend."

Song Ci heard Zheng Zhi mention his girlfriend for the first time, but he didn't ask too much. He doesn't like to gossip about other people's private life.

"I came to see you today mainly for two things." Zheng said directly: "The first thing is that I received an endorsement invitation, and you will never guess what product it is."

Song Ci asked cooperatively: "What is it?"

"Lipstick!" Zheng Zhi said with a smile, "I've never seen a male celebrity endorse a lipstick."

Song Ci recalled what happened to the Green Mountain Restaurant last time, and he was also very puzzled, so he asked, "Did they make a mistake?"

"No, I've confirmed it over and over again." Zheng Zhi said, "This lipstick is a new product that the well-known cosmetics brand Beauty Hall will launch soon. The brand promotion manager of Beauty Hall is a loyal fan of director Sui Youbin. After watching "Lightning in a Bottle" I was impressed with you after the trailer, and when I was selecting the new product spokesperson, I felt that your image was very suitable, so I proposed to cooperate."

Song Ci said, "They know I'm a man disguised as a woman in the movie, right?"

"I know." Zheng Zhi said, "Actually, you are also required to dress up as a woman when filming commercials. Can you accept it?"

Song Ci nodded, "That's no problem."

"That's good.——Speaking of the trailer, I suddenly remembered that the trailer of "Bones and Sugar" has also been exposed, because it is starring Zhang Yucheng and has a same-sex theme, and the attention and discussion are particularly high. The number of hits in the two days since it was released has already reached 5000 million, and a lot of news has been published on the Internet, and the popularity is quite high. This movie is very likely to be a big hit."

"When will it be released?"

"It's also a summer vacation, on August 22th." Zheng Zhi recalled, and said, ""Lightning in a Bottle" will be released on July [-]nd, which coincides with the release date of "Bones and Sugar", so the two films will be released at the same time. Now, this is something that many popular actors may not be able to do."

Song Ci said: "I was a small supporting role in "Lightning in a Bottle" with only a few scenes. This movie has basically nothing to do with me."

Zheng Zhi shrugged and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm still looking forward to the arrival of July."

Song Ci said, "Is this the second thing you want to tell me?"

"No." Zheng Zhi leaned over and took the briefcase from the back seat, took out a document from it, and handed it to Song Ci, saying, "This is a script outline, it's a TV series, it's called "Great Potential", it's Qiao Yamin, the producer of "Carousel" who has worked with you before, is positioning the new drama as an "idol drama in ancient costumes, time travel, conspiracy and fantasy", and you are the leading actor."

Costume drama?

It was Song Ci's first contact with him, and he felt very fresh.

Song Ci flipped through the outline of the script, and Zheng Zhi continued: "Let me give you a general introduction to the plot. Chen Chen was a policeman in his early 30s. He was shot and killed during a mission. After his death, his soul traveled to an overhead dynasty. The deposed prince, that is, the hero of this TV series, named Xiao Wenqin, the emperor's second son, was framed by his own brother and was deposed and imprisoned in the East Palace. After Chen Chen crossed over to Xiao Wenqin, he was unwilling to be imprisoned , so he regained the position of the prince step by step, and finally succeeded in inheriting the throne. Although it sounds a bit dry to say this, the plot is still very ups and downs. In the past two years, time-travel dramas have become popular, but most of them are women traveling to ancient times to talk about love Speaking of love, the palace strategy of male time travel can be regarded as a unique way, and I have always thought that your ancient costume must be very outstanding, this drama is worth accepting, what do you think?"

"Of course I have to pick it up." Song Ci said, "I don't have the right to pick and choose."

He is still 550 million short of the goal of earning 1000 million for Canxing. As long as he can make money, he will accept anything.

"Okay." Zheng Zhixi smiled, "I will reply to Qiao Yamin later."

Song Ci looked at his watch and said, "Class time is almost here, Brother Zheng, I have to go back."

Zheng Zhi hurriedly said: "Okay, you go back to class, remember to keep the phone turned on, it may be busy in two days."

"Okay." Song Ci said, "Goodbye, Brother Zheng."

"Goodbye."

Zheng Zhi was a little excited.

This was the first job he took after becoming Song Ci's manager, and he was only allowed to succeed and not to fail.

He first called back at the Hall of Beauty, expressing that Song Ci was willing to take part in the lipstick commercial, and then made an appointment to discuss the endorsement fee. Thanking her for her promotion and cultivation, after making an appointment to sign the contract, Qiao Yamin said: "I'm asking you for gossip, you have to tell the truth."

Zheng Zhi said very honestly: "Sister Qiao, you are really asking the wrong person. I have never paid much attention to gossip."

However, Qiao Yamin asked directly: "How far have you President Qin and Song Ci developed? Have you slept together?"

"I don't know." Zheng Zhi said honestly, "But based on what I know about Song Ci, he is not that kind of person."

Qiao Yamin asked: "What kind of person is it?"

Zheng Zhi was a little embarrassed to say it, but he still said bravely: "It's not the kind of person who sells his body to get to the top."

Qiao Yamin said: "What's wrong with selling meat? Some people want to sell but can't sell it. Forget it, why am I talking about these useless things with you, a small agent. Bring Song Ci to sign the contract at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, and that's it. ,Bye."

After finishing the call, Zheng Zhi sat in the car for a while, then drove away.

Zheng Zhi put in all his energy and quickly settled the matter of the advertisement.

The next afternoon, Zheng went directly to Song Ci to sign a contract with the advertising company.

After the signing was completed, Song Ci got the advertisement script, and after reading it, he was a little dumbfounded.

The commercial is 30 seconds long, and Song Ci has only one thing to do—kiss with eight different men.

He suddenly regretted accepting the commercial.

But the contract has already been signed, and it is useless to regret it.

Zheng Zhi saw that his expression was different, so he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Song Ci shook his head, smiled and said, "It's okay."

The person in charge of the advertising company was a very shrewd man. He pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked Song Ci with a smile, "Do you think it's a bit unacceptable?"

Song Ci didn't say "yes" or "no", just said: "Can this scale be broadcast on TV?"

The man said: "This is an idea put forward by the marketing director of the Hall of Beauty. At first we also thought that the scale was a bit too big, and it might not be able to be broadcasted, but he said that we just need to shoot well. We don't need to worry about whether it can be broadcasted, so we have to do it." .”

What else can Song Ci say?

He can only follow suit.

I just hope that Li Fan will not see this ad.

The person in charge said: "The shooting date is set on Valentine's Day, and I will inform you of the specific time."

Valentine's Day?Song Ci's heart suddenly moved.

In the past, Valentine's Day meant nothing to him, but now, everything is different.This is the first Valentine's Day after he and Li Fan are together, and it will also be the first Valentine's Day in his life. He has to think about how to spend it.

After everything was settled, Song Ci and Zheng Zhi left.

When taking the elevator downstairs, Song Ci was very surprised to see someone he knew—Song Cheng, the chairman of Green Mountain Restaurant.