Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Chen Feng stepped forward to apologize, his face was full of guilt.

Song Nian coughed a few times, he was fine, but he drank a few sips of water, but the memory of almost drowning as a child made him in a very bad state of mind.

"It's okay." He shook his head and stood up with the help of others.

Navell said: "Why don't you just stop here today, you guys go back and rest."

The live broadcast room will not be closed, and the boys also know that rest does not mean relaxation. They will choose to stay in the living room and play games together.

During each assessment, the live broadcast room will open an online voting channel.In this way, the more popular the audience, the greater the chance of winning the top spot.

It's like acting in a group portrait show, and what they have to do is how to express themselves naturally.

Song Nian didn't show anything unusual, only said that his hair was soaked and he wanted to go upstairs to take a shower and change his clothes.

Wen Yang stayed downstairs for a while and then went upstairs. He dug out a box of cold medicine from the suitcase.

It was probably a habit formed by his long-term illness before becoming a doctor. If he traveled far away, he would always carry some necessary simple medicines.

Generally nothing would happen if Da Xia fell into the water, but considering that Song Nian was already weak, he thought about it and decided to send the medicine.

He knocked on the door, Song Nian, who was wiping his hair with a towel, opened the door, saw him with a gloomy expression, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Yang handed over the medicine: "Maybe you can use it."

Song Nian squinted his eyes: "There is nothing to be courteous about, either adultery or robbery."

When we met before, Wen Yang was never sarcastic. He felt that Wen Yang's performance in the show was just putting on airs.

Even though he thought so, he still welcomed people in.

Wen Yang smiled softly: "I just care about my partner."

"Concern? Isn't it because he knows that the line in the live broadcast room can be cut to the corridor for monitoring, so he deliberately expresses himself in front of netizens?" Song Nian even felt that he was using himself as a tool to gain attention.

Wen Yang asked back with the same smile: "Are you always habitually thinking of people in a bad direction?"

His eyes flickered, staring at Song Nian who was like a hedgehog.

Thinking of Song Nian's shivering appearance when he jumped into the water to save people, he realized that Song Nian seemed to have a natural fear of water.

The boy's complexion was still bloodless, and his condition was still very bad.

"Are you afraid of water?" Wen Yang asked tentatively.

Song Nian stared at him: "What's none of your business?!"

Facing his clear eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, Song Nian felt like all the secrets were being revealed to the public, so he avoided looking in panic.

Wen Yang sat on the sofa and pointed to the side beside him: "If you keep this state, there will definitely be problems in the assessment tomorrow night."

He leaned back on the sofa lazily, with a calm tone: "In order not to affect each other's performance, now I can play the role of a psychologist. What do you think, my partner?"

Song Nian looked at him steadfastly, and sat down under his steadfast gaze.

"How are you going to help me, Dr. Wen?" He said mockingly.

Wen Yang smiled and opened his lips: "The fear of water is nothing more than being stimulated by it. You once fell into the water and almost died because of it."

Song Nian was brought back to that rainy night by his soft voice, and he was dragged by his mother to walk towards Jiangxin.

"Nian'er, I'm sorry for you, don't be my mother's child in the next life." The frail woman was drenched all over, and she was going to die with her young child under the insanity.

Although he was rescued, he will never forget the suffocation of the cold river water pouring into his throat, mouth and nose. He was wrapped in fear and his body trembled.

The hand was held suddenly, and the warm touch came, making the coldness of his body gradually fade away.

"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath." He raised his head to meet Wen Yang's eyes.

Wen Yang guided step by step: "The past is just the past, and that kind of thing will not happen again."

After several rounds of deep breaths, Song Nian slowly adjusted his state: "That's right, when I was eight years old, I almost drowned in the river."

After saying it, he felt much more relaxed, and the fear in his eyes dissipated, as if he had returned to the previous state.

"You seem to be very familiar with the process of seeing a psychiatrist." He asked.

Wen Yang recalled the days when he learned that he was ill and could not act. It was the darkest day in his life.

It's like a pianist who is told that his hands are injured and he can no longer play, and his life is suddenly hopeless.

Under the doctor's psychological intervention, he gradually improved and worked hard to recover with the treatment.

It's a pity that he still couldn't fight the 90.00% death rate in the end, and closed his eyes forever on the hospital bed.

But it was probably due to the pity and love of heaven that he was reborn in this boy who had the same name and surname as him, and was even very similar to him when he was young.

Perhaps, this is him in parallel time and space?

For a moment, Song Nian saw some vicissitudes in his eyes.

He frowned, thinking of the Internet violence against Wen Yang by those netizens after the black material was flying all over the sky, he moved his lips: "It's all over."

Hearing his consolation, Wen Yang pursed his lips and frowned, "Yes."

Now that he has ushered in a new life, he will become a better version of himself.

"You don't seem to be that annoying." Song Nian raised an eyebrow at Wen Yang when he sent Wen Yang out.

He leaned against the door frame: "You too."

The two smiled at each other.

"I'm sorry." Wen Yang apologized for the original owner.

In the past, almost every time the original owner deliberately provoked, it was because of jealousy that Fu Chao paid more attention to Song Nian.

Song Nian was stunned: "I should also say sorry."

He had indeed intentionally snatched Wen Yang's resources before, but who made Wen Yang so annoying at that time.

The two people who were in conflict before, at this moment, let go of their previous suspicions and shook hands to make peace.

The director of the main control room specially asked people to cut the scene of Wen Yang delivering the medicine to the audience in the live broadcast room for the topic of blogging.

[Are there any sisters who think this pair is also very good like me? 】

[Regardless of character, just look at appearance, these two people are a perfect match]

[I hope some people don't get involved with us, Nian Baobao, okay, our Nian Baobao is not a trash recycle bin. 】

【That is, take away my baby Nian】

[Is this the legendary saying that when two subjects meet, there must be an attack?Suddenly I feel that Wen Yang is also very aggressive hhh]

Finally, it was the night of the runway finals. The show was divided into three categories: single, double, and jewelry.

The opening show was a stage walk show by Narville's mentor. She was wearing a silver mermaid dress and stepped on a height of ten centimeters. When she walked, her hair was light and her skirt was winding, like a proud mermaid queen.

The audience was still the lucky audience selected by lottery, and they screamed the names of their favorite contestants loudly.

The ten teenagers have chosen their clothes in advance, and they are anxiously preparing.

At this time, Wen Yang had an accident.