Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

After receiving Song Nian's affirmative reply, Chen Feng, who thought his plan had succeeded, was elated, and he said with some deep meaning: "The enemy of an enemy is a friend."

"Of course." Song Nian looked at him with a smile.

After the people left, the weak young man leaned on the bed, his casual expression was full of disgust and contempt: "It seems that your vision is not very good, the lackey you hired is actually such a stupid bastard."

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He let out a low laugh, a pair of bright eyes filled with darkness at this time, his right hand covered his face, his chest vibrated with the deep laughter, and the curve of his lips carried a certain kind of paranoid madness.

Outside the door, Yang Shuo saw Chen Feng coming out of Song Nian's room with his own eyes. Thinking about what he saw inadvertently during the day, Chen Feng looked at Wen Yang with resentment, and his face showed a dignified look.

Scratching his crew cut, he changed direction and went to Wenyang when he was planning to go back to his room.

"Captain, I just saw Chen Feng go to Song Nian's room." He hurriedly said as soon as he entered the door, "Chen Feng looks at you during the day with terrible eyes, I'm worried that he's going to do something bad again."

Wen Yang poured him a glass of water: "Thank you, I will beware of him."

"Captain, aren't you worried?" Yang Shuo asked.

When he was in the group, he discovered that everyone formed a clique, and everyone in the same team had different hearts.

Now there are only ten people left, and that's one thing on the surface, another thing behind the other, looking at the person who looks like a good friend, turning around and complaining about each other in a weird way.

He felt a little fortunate that the three groups were united and harmonious.

Otherwise, everyone would look like Gong Dou, how tiring it would be.

Yang Fan told Qi Hang that Chen Feng's mind is smaller than a needle, and people who knew him said that he once forced away the trainees of his own team.

Wen Yang said unhurriedly: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover."

Those who achieve great things should not look forward and backward, this has always been his motto.

Yang Shuo suddenly felt that he was too impatient, and he smiled naively: "That's right, we are not afraid of him."

He found that the captain seemed to have a convincing magic power, and his heart, which was a little nervous, immediately relaxed after hearing the captain's words.

Suddenly his stomach hurt a little, he clutched his lower abdomen: "Captain, borrow the toilet."

Before Wen Yang could speak, he rushed to the bathroom.

As far as the treatment of this manor is good, I heard that it is one of the most expensive manors in Beijing. I didn't expect the program group to be so awesome that they could even rent this place.

Probably because he had eaten something bad, he squatted for a long time, and when he stood up, his legs were numb and cramped, which made him gasp.

Seeing him walking out with a hunched body, Wen Yang asked, "Did you have diarrhea?"

He dug out the antidiarrheal medicine from his suitcase and handed it to him.

Yang Shuo's eyes lit up: "Captain, you are truly a treasure chest!"

"I'm used to it." Wen Yang poured him another glass of water.

"Captain, be careful!" Yang Shuo yelled, and the 1.8-meter tall man had already thrown himself on the ground towards Wen Yang who had just returned the water cup.

The empty glass hit the floor with a "thud" and rolled under the bed.

The weight of Yang Shuo's whole body was on Wen Yang's body, and he was in a daze when he met the flawless white cheeks that were so close at hand.

The captain still smelled the lemon scent of the shower gel. He also found that the captain's body was very soft. The captain's face was so white that it glowed. Even his lips were light pink. He was prettier than any girl he had ever seen.

"It's time for you to get up." Wen Yang touched the back of his head with his hand, and accidentally knocked it just now, it hurt a little.

Yang Shuo's body is strong, his body is muscular, and he is very heavy. Being pressed down like this, his breathing froze for a while.

"Ah? Okay." Yang Shuo got up with a blushing face, and hurriedly pulled Wen Yang up, "Captain, are you okay?"

Thinking of the distracted mind just now, he felt ashamed in his heart.

Wen Yang rubbed his head: "I'm fine, don't worry."

It's just that the body's pain-sensing nerves are so sensitive that his eyes began to secrete physiological saline unconsciously.

A pair of clear fox eyes were covered with mist, and the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, which stunned Yang Shuo who was staring at him.

"I'm sorry Captain, my legs are numb from squatting for too long just now." He reached out guiltily to rub the back of Wen Yang's head, just in time to touch Wen Yang's hand, and retracted his hand as if scalded, his heart beat a few beats faster .

Wen Yang waved his hand: "Small things, it's okay."

Yang Shuo's face was full of guilt, and the charming thoughts in his heart made him even more afraid to face Wen Yang.

Back in his room, he turned on the faucet, scooped up a handful of water and poured it on his face, but it still couldn't quench the heat on his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he slapped himself hard: "You are such a beast!"

How could he have such disgusting thoughts towards the captain who is also a man!

Lying on the bed, he kept his eyes open all night, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of Wen Yang's eyes filled with tears.

He felt ashamed in his heart that such a captain was very attractive!

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When Wen Yang got together the next day, he found that Yang Shuo was looking at him a little evasively, so he went over to say hello without knowing why: "Are you still in good health?"

It was about Yang Shuo's diarrhea.

Yang Shuo raised his head to meet his concerned eyes, and blushed again: "Captain, I'm fine."

He was so nervous that his native dialect burst out.

Wen Yang saw the black eyes under his eyes: "It seems that you didn't sleep well last night."

Yang Shuo didn't dare to face him, so he just responded in a hurry.

Wen Yang felt that he was a little strange today, seeing that Yang Shuo didn't seem to have much to say, he didn't ask any more.

Song Nian glanced at Yang Shuo's ears that were so red that they were about to be cooked, and said softly, "Chick chirp, bitch."

A tall and strong man with a height of 1.8 meters, who still needs people to care about his body, is simply too weak.

When Wen Yang stood up, he raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "I'm not in good health, why don't you care?"

Wen Yang hugged his shoulders, lowered his head and chuckled, "Then how does Xiao Nian want me to care about you?"

He also had a good friend in his previous life, and Song Nian reminded him of the man who was still as willful as a child even though he was already middle-aged.

Song Nian patted his hand off and gave him a blank look.

Wen Yang smiled, but a few traces of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Song Nian frowned.

What is this guy thinking?

Are you thinking about Fu Chao?

Heh, what's so good about that man, it's worth his liking.

Curling her lips ironically, Song Nian quietly stood aside, waiting for Zhu Min's arrival.

Seeing that there seemed to be no grievance between the two of them, Chen Feng's face changed. After a while, he figured it out again, thinking that Song Nian was probably just getting close to Wen Yang on purpose, in order to better find out Wen Yang's weakness.

If they knew what he was thinking, Wen Yang and Song Nian would probably say: Brain tonic is a disease and must be cured.