Cultivation Superstar [Rebirth]

Looking at the huge line of words, Luo Lingxiu suddenly had many memories that did not belong to him, and the scene in the newspaper was vividly played out in his mind.

That was the short life of a man also named Luo Lingxiu in this world.

"Actor." He quickly and accurately grasped the key point of this identity symbol among countless complicated information.

"You're awake." Just as he was carefully searching and absorbing all the knowledge about this world, an abrupt voice interrupted his thoughts.

The door of the ward was opened again, and a man walked up to his bed, and said perfunctorily, "Just get up when you wake up, there is nothing wrong with it, but at that time, you must have fainted in time, otherwise this kind of farce is not good end."

Luo Lingxiu calmly found the face in front of him in that memory, "Yu Xiangming."

Yu Xiangming waved his hand, "It's useless to beg me, you made too much trouble this time, you'd better get up first." Then he turned his head and looked outside the door and shouted: "Che Ying."

A girl ran in in a panic, and saw Luo Lingxiu's expression on the verge of tears, "Lingxiu, are you okay, I, it's all my fault, if I could stop you at that time, you would be fine It's all my fault..."

Yu Xiangming frowned, and said sharply, "Don't cry, those who don't know think what's wrong with you, there are so many media reporters out there now, things are messed up enough."

He snorted softly, "An artist doesn't look like an artist, and an assistant doesn't look like an assistant. It's really——Che Ying, quickly change Luo Lingxiu's hospital gown!"

"Yes, I'm sorry." Che Ying looked a little afraid of Yu Xiangming, and after being scolded, she hurriedly brought over the clothes she had prepared.

"Lingxiu, let's go back and have a good rest for a few days. It's okay. The news will fade away in a few days. Why don't we go out to relax, and then come out to work again?"

Che Ying handed the clothes to Luo Lingxiu, and saw that he picked them up jerkyly, probably because she was still dizzy, or her body was a little stiff when she was lying down.

She hurriedly shook off the clothes and put the sleeves on for Luo Lingxiu. Luo Lingxiu paused, nodded to Che Ying, and then stretched out her gloves, "I'll do it myself."

Yu Xiangming glanced at the two of them. Che Ying was just an assistant, and she was too honest. Even though Luo Lingxiu had never been popular, she still wholeheartedly served as his assistant. For this reason, she still thinks that Luo Lingxiu can come out to work again. It's also naive and stupid.

"It's fine to relax, but not to work. Luo Lingxiu," Yu Xiangming paused, "You've ruined your career in the entertainment industry. Hurry up, President Qin wants to see you."

After saying this, he specially observed Luo Lingxiu's expression. Hearing that Mr. Qin wanted to see him, this man should be very excited. Now what... doesn't look right?

Luo Lingxiu looked completely indifferent to Yu Xiangming's words, and with Che Ying's help, he put on a strange outfit, and nodded his thanks to the girl in front of him.

Then he got off the hospital bed by himself, stretched his muscles and bones, and then his gaze passed over Yu Xiangming, and he walked straight to the door, "No need, I'll leave right away."

He doesn't think he has anything to do with these people, they are just strangers to him, the most important thing for him now is to find a place with strong aura and concentrate on practicing.

Even if the spiritual roots are intact, this body is just a mortal body, not even the realm of the Qi refining period. He must seize the time, and the renewed opportunity to cultivate immortals cannot be cut off in the middle.

Yu Xiangming was taken aback. This little artist under him has always been submissive, why did he appear in such a weird way after being dizzy? There are all media reporters outside, and he still wants to make trouble?

"Luo Lingxiu! What do you want to do! Going out in such a swaggering way, you're going to die!"

Luo Lingxiu paused.

Don't die.Not long ago, several people had said this to him, and those few people had all died under his Falling Sun and Burning City Art.

"Fate?" He looked back at Yu Xiangming.

In summer, for some reason, Yu Xiangming suddenly felt chills all over his body, couldn't help but look away, and scolded in a low voice: "Che Ying!"

The little girl quickly came up and grabbed Luo Lingxiu's sleeves, her red eyes just now showed infinite joy, she whispered to him: "President Qin wants to see you, Lingxiu! Don't you always want to see President Qin? ? On the red carpet before, you were just... Ah, let’s not talk about that, you must be fine this time when you see Mr. Qin, so don’t be petty at this time, huh?”

Luo Lingxiu didn't speak or move anymore.

Yu Xiangming only thought that he had compromised, he let out a deep breath, and hurriedly called the bodyguards outside to come in.

——Originally, with Luo Lingxiu's status, it was not his turn to be a bodyguard, but because the headlines are too shocking, the company can only send these bodyguards to watch him, lest he do anything that would damage the company's face.

A group of people avoided the overwhelming reporters outside and went down to the parking lot. Yu Xiangming managed to squeeze Luo Lingxiu and Che Ying into the car, and couldn't help touching his forehead.

He wasn't trying to coax Luo Lingxiu, but that Boss Qin who was hugged by Luo Lingxiu's thigh on the red carpet and became one of the leading actors really wanted to see him.

Kid, is this a blessing in disguise or was it intentional?It's good luck... Yu Xiangming's face is a bit ugly.

As soon as Luo Lingxiu got into the car, he closed his eyes and absorbed the meager spiritual energy in the air to nourish his body, without any curiosity about everything around him.

On the contrary, Che Ying, after hearing that Mr. Qin was going to see Luo Lingxiu, was very excited all the time, and kept chirping in Luo Lingxiu's ear.

Half an hour later, when they arrived at their destination, Che Ying was already so thirsty that she drank two bottles of mineral water, and the aura in Luo Lingxiu's body also increased by a thin layer that was barely discernible to the naked eye.

The man who woke up from the trance glanced to the side. Che Ying had already got out of the car at some point, and was separated by several bodyguards far away.

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Qin invites you to go up."

The people here live in such a small place, Luo Lingxiu looked at the villa and thought, for him, it is really too small.

You must know that even the low-level disciples who have just refined Qi have a cave without a peak, but the people here live in a crowded place.

He didn't have any thoughts about the so-called Boss Qin, but from the perspective of a bystander, he knew that this Boss Qin was the last straw that the previous "Luo Lingxiu" thought.

That's why he, out of desperation, did the thing of running on the red carpet and hugging his thigh.

When Luo Lingxiu saw the man's figure in front of the huge French window, his footsteps paused slightly. The back, standing there casually, showed an invisible momentum.

It even made Luo Lingxiu instinctively feel threatened.

"Qin Zhengqing?" He read it suspiciously. This is the name of the man in his memory. There doesn't seem to be such a number one person in the fairy road, mortal?

While he was thinking, Qin Zhengqing had already turned around.

He had just finished taking a shower, the belt of his bathrobe was loosely placed on his waist, and he was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, with a taste that ordinary starlets would think about when they saw it, and said with a smile: "This sound is worse than your crying Call Mr. Qin better."

Rich playboy.

Luo Lingxiu felt that momentum disappeared in an instant, and the man in front of him seemed to be no different from the useless playboys from his previous life, except that he looked more upright.

Qin Zhengqing looked at this unknown young artist under his company with interest. If it hadn't been for such an appearance on the red carpet that day, he probably would never have known that such a man had been signed by his company.

He has seen too many artists who want to climb into his bed, men and women, mature ones, young ones, beautiful ones, and some not-so-good-looking ones.

He has also seen a lot of their methods of climbing his bed, all kinds of tricks, and he is tired of seeing them.

However, I have never seen such a direct one, rushing out directly under so many flashing lights, crying and hugging his thigh.

remarkably brave.

He slowly walked to Luo Lingxiu's side, looked him up and down, swirled the red wine in his glass, "Your mobility is good, but your brain is not enough. Your stardom is over."

Seeing that Luo Lingxiu didn't speak, nor did he show anger or frustration, Qin Zhengqing smiled, "But this face is really pretty, even though I can't be a star anymore, I don't mind letting you stay with me for a while time."

Qin Zhengqing's words would make any other artist here would be very excited.

You must know that in these years, although countless men and women have tried to climb into the bed of President Qin, no one has succeeded, so that some people even suspected that he could not do it at all.

Luo Lingxiu didn't feel honored at all, he just finished "meeting Mr. Qin".

Those people he saw after waking up had malicious intentions and good intentions, he could naturally distinguish clearly. Although he was heartless and ruthless, it was not that he could not feel the emotions of others.

If it weren't for Che Ying's kindness, he would not have come here at all. Now that he has met Mr. Qin, Yu Xiangming has no reason to scold Che Ying anymore, and he should leave.

"There will be no date." He nodded to Qin Zhengqing, turned around and left.

Qin Zhengqing's eyebrows were raised slightly, playing hard to get with clumsy means, and pretending to be a little low-key on the red carpet. Now he is pretending to be cold, thinking he will be interested?It turned out to be a similar method.

Means nothing.

It's a pity that this little artist's face is really too good-looking. It's a strange thing that he hasn't become popular after signing with his company for so long.

"You're leaving now, and I won't give you another chance." Qin Zhengqing leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, tipped the wine glass in his hand, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Luo Lingxiu stopped at the door.

Qin Zhengqing sneered.

"Bang!" There was a strange sound from the door.

Qin Zhengqing's villa security work is top-notch, and the door cannot be opened by ordinary people, not to mention that Luo Lingxiu is not very familiar with everything here.

After he found that the door opening method of this world in his memory was not feasible, he chose the most concise and clear method very directly.

He gathered his spiritual power, smashed the door into pieces with violence, and left without hesitation.

Qin Zhengqing stared silently at the shattered door, was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed happily.

"Hey, Jiang Hong, give me the file named Luo Lingxiu."