After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

When Shang Tian rushed into the high-speed rail station in a hurry, Brother Xiong had already been waiting for him at the door with a numb face for an hour.

Seeing that there was still time, the two started sprinting for several hundred meters one after another. When they found their place, Shang Tian was already panting like a dog under the mask.

Brother Xiong's situation is even more grim. His weight of nearly two hundred catties consumes more oxygen. At this moment, his eyes are about to turn white, and he is so tired that he is unconscious.

"Excuse me... are you Shang Tian?" Sitting opposite were two young girls, one of whom was wearing a peaked cap, looking curiously at the boy sitting opposite, speaking in a timid voice.

Unexpectedly, the original owner, as a low-level entertainment circle with only hundreds of thousands of fans, could be recognized on the high-speed rail, which shows that he and this girl are quite destined.

Shang Tian immediately stopped panting, sat upright, and said politely: "I'm not Shang Tian! My name is Cai Dabao, and my job is to set up a stall in the night market. Do you want to add WeChat?"

Brother Xiong, who was sitting by the side, finally rolled his eyes.

"But you and Shang Tian look alike, you have deer-like eyes, and you look exactly the same when you smile." The girl in the peaked cap looked at him several times without giving up, and muttered in her mouth, "Although he is in a daze most of the time, look Looks a little unintelligent—”

"You can shut up, Shang Tian has already been confused." Before the girl finished talking, her companion reached out and patted her thigh, trying to wake her up, "If you like someone, you can't take it anymore What's the future of the little guy in the head? He offended the company's top management so badly that he might go to the construction site to move bricks after a while. Do you want to like a migrant worker?"

Not to be outdone, the girl in the peaked cap immediately retorted: "Why do you look down on migrant workers? I just like Xiao Mubi's face. It's pure natural and pollution-free. I'll ask who in the circle can tell you how amazing that dimple is when you smile. Comparable?"

The corner of Shang Tian's mouth twitched while watching the excitement.

What happened to these fans of the original owner? Shouldn't they use pet names to address their favorite stars?

When I was an actor before, I heard a lot of nasty names, but when I came to the original owner, the harmless but extremely insulting name "fubi" turned out to be a pet name?

Could it be that before Mucheng opened his mouth and kept calling him Xiaomubi, it was also because of...love?

Girl companion: "I admit that Shang Tian is good-looking, but redness is what nourishes people. If you are not popular, you can't last long even if you have good looks."

"Then who should I like? Sang Lin?" The girl in the peaked cap blushed and was a little annoyed. "Although he is very aggressive now, I bet you that your house will collapse sooner or later!"

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense! My family, Lin Lingang, finished filming with Mu Yingdi. Not everyone has the resources of this level! It's not unreasonable to have good looks, talent, and resources, okay?"

Seeing more and more attention from the people around her, the girl in the peaked cap didn't want to argue any more, so she took out her phone and swiped Weibo with a straight face, unexpectedly, the first Weibo she got was a certain big V she was following. it's -

Sang Lin, a newly promoted young student, was caught in homosexual rumors, and was photographed in a high-end residential complex with his company's male executives.

The girl was stunned for a second, and immediately proudly slapped the phone on her companion's face: "Please open your eyes and take a good look, I said that Sang Lin's appearance was too abrupt, so it turned out that he was next to the benefactor!"

Hearing this, Brother Xiong's originally sluggish spirit was revived, Mung Bean's eyes shone brightly, and the speed of taking out the phone was much faster than the [-]-meter sprint just now.

On the contrary, Shang Tian didn't take any action, thinking that although the paparazzi named Kim was nagging, but his professional ability was really good, it only took a few days to have a picture with the truth.

Brother Xiong at the side swiped the news enthusiastically and kept bumping into Shang Tian with his elbows.

Shang Tian moved his butt away in disgust, intending to take a nap before talking.

At the same time, in a certain old shabby village on the edge of the city, a young man with hot instant noodle head was soaking instant noodles with unboiled water.

While humming and singing out of tune songs, he bit open the wrapping paper of the ham sausage with steel teeth with braces, and the mobile phone on the table vibrated wildly, as if urging him to die.

It was only an hour since he sent the photos of Sang Lin and He Fei, and the teams of the two parties had already found him with great powers, but both of them knew that it would be useless to ask him to withdraw those photos, and the Internet is a place that can be permanently preserved. Where I remember, even if he sends a handwritten letter to apologize now that he distorted the facts and deliberately smeared it, netizens will only make fun of him and blink if he is kidnapped.

So what is the other party doing on the phone?

Kim ate the noodles unhurriedly and sneered.

The intention of the other party to call in a hurry is nothing more than to ask if there is any information other than the photos that can hammer this matter to death. If there is, they are willing to spend money to buy it. If the team comes up with a reasonable argument, there is still room for change in this matter.

"Hello," Kim pressed the answer button and asked vaguely, "Who is this?"

"Hello, I'm Sang Lin's agent. Regarding the photos you just released, do you have any follow-up plans?"

Kim smiled and said, "No, I just took a few photos after spending so much effort."

There was obviously a sigh of relief, and the tone was not so friendly: "I hope you will learn to respect the privacy of artists in the future, so that you don't have to squat in Haoting. We all know that Young Master He has a bad temper. If you let him catch you , but it’s not easy to handle.”

Kim pretended to be cowardly: "Yes, yes, let Master He calm down."

After another half an hour, when Kim drank the last sip of noodle soup slowly, Sang Lin's studio finally spoke out, first explaining that those few photos were just drunken interactions between friends, and there was absolutely no behavior beyond the scope of friendship , and then justly said that he would fight against malicious rumors and slander to the end, and attached a lawyer's letter to express his attitude.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Lin reposted Weibo, and posted his itinerary, showing that his time was so full that it was impossible for him to fall in love with his boss and live together. The drunken photoshoot was just a coincidence.

Kim stared at Sang Lin's aggrieved face for self-portrait, and the interest in his eyes was even stronger.

It was only when Shang Tian joined the group that he realized that Sang Lin also got a role in this movie, but he joined the group earlier and left two days ago.

"I have to say that the company is really biased towards Sang Lin, all of them were photographed, and the public relations can still suppress it, and the speed of the review is also whizzing." Brother Xiong took out the daily necessities in the suitcase, and said indignantly, "Sure enough It's different to have the support of the prince."

Shang Tian stretched his limbs on the bed, too lazy to talk to him.

"Originally, I thought that this same-sex rumor would affect his popularity a little bit, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect, after his Weibo sold out, the following are all idiots who comfort him not to cry."

"There's nothing to be angry about," Shang Tian said with a nonchalant expression, and patted Brother Xiong's shoulder, "There's an old saying that fire can't be contained in paper, and the little beauty has bad intentions, and she will overturn sooner or later."

The audio that was sent to Kim before was not exposed at the same time. Shang Tian felt that the man might still be holding back some big moves, but the time is not ripe right now.

Brother Xiong rolled his eyes at him again: "I'm not fighting for you."

When he just got off the high-speed rail, Brother Dong called Shang Tian and told him that everything had been arranged for the crew, and asked him to say hello to the director and producer when he arrived at the hotel. Forgot to come to the door personally and thank the film emperor Mu Chengmu.

If it wasn't for this great Buddha, how could he, a young man, get into such a compelling crew.

Shang Tian complied obediently, thinking that he was still in debt, so he cheekily asked about his treatment.

Brother Dong was directly annoyed by him: "You are going to be blocked by the company, and the film star gave you a chance to be on the big screen, so you have the nerve to let him ask for money?"

Shang Tian smiled shyly: "I'm not here to achieve debt-free life as soon as possible."

Unable to stand up to his constant questioning, Brother Dong revealed to him that the crew would indeed not use him in vain, and the management also decided to give him a good salary.

After Shang Tian heard that number, he was very pleasantly surprised, and casually asked who is this employer so generous.

Unexpectedly, Brother Xiong said: "The employer is the film emperor Mu himself."

Shang Tian: "..."

As expected of the protagonist Gong, he is really rich!

Because he was thinking about what Brother Dong had told him, Shang Tian simply packed his luggage and went out with Brother Xiong. He heard that the whole crew was having dinner at the restaurant downstairs, so he wanted to go down and thank Mu Chengcai OK.

It may be because the management is the hero of this movie, the crew is more willing to spend the funds on improving the living standards of the actors and staff, not only the place to live in a local expensive star hotel, even the daily dinners are A high-standard buffet with everything from Chinese to Western.

As soon as Shang Tian entered, his eyes went straight. He hadn't eaten any water or rice on the high-speed rail, and his stomach was so hungry right now.

"Go and say hello to the bosses before eating, don't be ashamed," Brother Xiong warned in a low voice, "I showed you the photo before going out, remember?"

Shang Tian swallowed his saliva, and gave an absent-minded "hmm".

In those photos, apart from Mu Cheng, the other directors and several producers all have faces that have been ravaged by the years, and the folds have been folded several times. As a senior face dog, Shang Tian, ​​why should he remember them?

But he doesn't panic if he can't remember, a person's status in this social circle is easy to see, and being a worker doesn't qualify him for being a star.

So Shang Tian picked up a goblet filled with wine, walked into the cafeteria in a personable manner, and found the center of the social circle smoothly.

After explaining his intentions, he politely completed what Brother Dong had asked him to do.

As an inconspicuous [-]th-line actor, Shang Tian stopped attracting attention after saying hello. He scanned for a week but did not see Mu Cheng, so he planned to have a meal first.

He asked the waiter for a plate, and he filled his plate like a small animal that was about to hibernate.

Brother Xiong went to look for the manager to check his notice, and Shang Tian gave Brother Xiong a plate full of loyalty, and then found a corner where no one cared, and ate hard.

Fortunately, it was the left hand that was injured. If it was the right hand that was injured, it would be difficult to eat. Shang Tian slowly rolled up a ball of pasta with a fork, feeling very grateful in his heart.

A plate of food couldn't fill Shang Tian's stomach, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, and was about to get up and search around the dining area, when he saw a boy with a baby face walking over, Holding his mobile phone high in his hand, while making funny expressions at the camera, he sat down on the chair opposite Shang Tian.

"Can you all be more healthy-minded, and can you stop letting me show your abdominal muscles all the time," the young man said with a smile, and raised his head to look at Shang Tian. He turned his head, "I don't have abs, but the crew has a new face! Baby, welcome to my live broadcast room!"

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