The actor has a delusional game strategy

Sun Zhong relied entirely on the strong heart he had developed through years of work to drive the car smoothly out of the highway and into the urban area.

When Mr. Bai said he was going to sign a contract, he never said that Ke Sheng was such a troublesome person!The villain in Sun Zhong's heart collapsed decadently and sighed.

"Go straight back to the apartment? Is there anything you want to buy?" Sun Zhong glanced at the supermarket on the side of the road and slowed down.

He Sheng glanced out the window, then withdrew his eyes and continued to look at the phone: "There is nothing I want in the supermarket."

Sun Zhong: "..."

Do you mean special tools for 007? There really aren't any in supermarkets.

"I'm not going back to the apartment. Is there any hotel with better privacy?" He Sheng asked while looking at the shaking figure on the phone screen.

Sun Zhong was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing in the hotel?"

"There are paparazzi squatting in front of my apartment." He Sheng shook his phone, "There are at least a dozen of them in the community."

"How do you know... You don't have surveillance cameras in the community, do you?" Sun Zhong almost broke his voice.

He Sheng silently looked at Sun Zhong in the rearview mirror: ...

Sun Zhong: "..."

Is your fucking persecution delusion too serious! ?

The slander belongs to the slander, Sun Zhong is still very responsible when dealing with the artists he is responsible for.He Sheng said that he wanted to stay in a hotel, but Sun Zhong felt that it was not safe enough. If he was found to be in doubt, it would become a new round of black material, so he brought He Sheng to Bai's Entertainment for the trainees who have not yet debuted Provided training dormitory.

"There are still a few vacant dormitories, you can choose whatever you want." Sun Zhong led He Sheng into the dormitory, and the trainees passing by all stopped in surprise and cast shocked and excited eyes.If it wasn't for Sun Zhong who was still by He Sheng's side, they probably would have rushed forward to ask for autographs and make friends.

With a cautious mind, He Sheng walked through several empty dormitories, and chose a dormitory at the farthest corner but also closest to the safe passage to put down his luggage.

Sun Zhong made a phone call and ordered someone to go down and find the gangsters according to the monitoring provided by He Sheng. After careful arrangements, he hung up the phone: "By the way, since your address has been exposed, try Don't you think about changing your place of residence?"

He Sheng said regretfully, "I guess I can't afford a house with the money in my hand."

"..." Sun Zhongxin said: Nonsense, of course it's not enough, it's all fucking used to buy surveillance cameras, why don't you just use them to build a house! !

But thinking about it, Sun Zhong still said: "But it's too unsafe for you to continue living in that place. So, let me help you find it, and I will let you know if there is any news. Before that, you were in this dormitory." Live here first."

Sun Zhong glanced outside the door: "The people living here are all trainees who haven't debuted yet, so... if someone comes to you, you should know it yourself, and don't be used as a springboard. It's best to minimize the contact with people After all, you still have black material on your body. If someone comes to your door - what are you doing?!"

He Sheng opened the door, and installed surveillance cameras on the outer door frame one by one. The movements were swift and skillful, and Sun Zhong couldn't help but began to wonder how many times he had installed surveillance cameras to achieve his speed.Within a few minutes, the originally clean and bare door frame was decorated by eight surveillance cameras, ensuring that anyone who entered this area would be photographed from beginning to end, in all directions and without dead ends.

Sun Zhong looked at the perfectly designed monitoring from the eight angles: "..."

Well, he needn't have worried.With these eight guys standing here, no one has the face—nor the guts to come to the door to give warmth.

Sun Zhongfu's refusal to be convinced is not within the scope of He Sheng's consideration. He just made all the preparations he should do, turned around and installed a few monitors on the window of the dormitory, facing the window, there is a lot of "someone" If you dare to shoot me, I will dare to shoot back."

Sun Zhong watched helplessly as He Sheng installed a monitor on the window frame like a post-it note: "...Since Miss Huo's script is said to be rewritten, there is still a long time before the filming starts. Originally, I wanted to help You accepted other jobs, but the few advertisers you approached were not of high quality, you are now on the rise, and recently you are full of black material, so I will reject all these advertisements for you."

Sun Zhong staggered his gaze, pretending that he didn't see He Sheng's act of rummaging through boxes and cabinets again - he suspected that He Sheng was anti-monitoring, and wanted to check whether someone else had installed a camera in this dormitory: "That is to say, this paragraph You won't have a job for a while, so I want you to take an acting class. You haven't received instruction in this area before, have you?"

After knocking on the last floor tile, He Sheng clapped his hands and stood up: "It's true. But, can we postpone it for a few days?"

"Is there anything you want to do?" Sun Zhong asked suspiciously.

He Sheng: "I want to meet some people."

A few people he hasn't seen for a long time, but he thinks about every minute and every second in this world.

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Several cross-country flights went back and forth, and He Sheng hardly had a chance to lie down and rest on the bed properly.From the end of the filming of "God of Race" to now, most of his sleeping time is spent on the plane.

After settling their luggage in the dormitory, He Sheng and Qi Qi informed that they were going to change houses, and now they had moved out of the apartment. They hung up the phone and booked a ticket to Z city.

——He was going to find those companions of his former research team.

When he was in the United States, he used Ke Sheng's Weibo account to follow the account named DREAM. As a result, DREAM's Weibo was excitedly circulated by fans overnight, and the person in charge of running the Weibo A colleague was confused and sent him a series of question marks in private messages.

He Sheng didn't reply to the other party's private message, because he still had a lot of things he wanted to ask and talk about that couldn't be explained in a private message, so he chose to go directly to the DREAM Holographic Research Laboratory in City Z.

Considering safety issues and the current economic conditions, he booked a business class ticket with a medium fare. Sitting next to him was an old man with white hair, who kept frowning and coughing, and seemed very uncomfortable. He Sheng After recovering from distraction, I asked for hot water and a blanket for the old man. Seeing that the old man's face looked much better, he relaxed and continued to think about his own affairs.

This is the first time he has met his former companions—even though the people waiting for him in City Z are not real people, but just projected NPCs, it is very likely that those NPCs are in contact with real companions. It's like saying goodbye to your real companions.

Some emotions similar to being close to home and timidity have been filling his heart, making He Sheng still unable to calm down and sort out everything he wants to ask.

It takes far less time to fly from city A to city Z than a cross-border flight.Only then did He Sheng straighten out his thoughts, and just as he closed his eyes to rest for a while, the plane broadcast an announcement that it was about to land.

The old man on the side started coughing again, and it was so severe that He Sheng was afraid that he would cough up his lungs.Just now, the old man talked to him along the way. He knew that the old man came to Z city alone to visit relatives. Because he was suffering from advanced lung cancer, this would probably be the last time he would travel far.

He Sheng sighed, turned to the old man and said, "Master, is there someone here to pick you up?"

"Cough, cough, no, I'm here suddenly—cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!" The old man couldn't speak well.

He Sheng hesitated for a moment, touched the tight hat and mask he was wearing, and felt that there should be no problem: "Then I will accompany you to get off the plane. After you get off the plane, if you want to contact relatives here, I will accompany you." I'll leave when they come."

The old man laughed happily a few times and then began to cough again.

The plane landed quickly, and He Sheng helped the old man drag the suitcase, and walked out of the aisle slowly.

"Oh...what's the sound in front of you?" The old man stretched his neck and looked in the direction of the arrival gate.

The closer you get to the pick-up gate, the clearer the screams and shouts:

"Wenwen!!! Baby Wen!! Ahhh, look at me, he looks at me!"

"Small boat, small boat! It's in my heart!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He Sheng pressed his hat subconsciously: "It seems that there is a star, it should be a fan picking up the plane."

They dragged their luggage to the pick-up gate, and sure enough, they saw that the entire pick-up gate was crowded with fans holding cheering signs and sticks, all of whom were blushing and cheering and screaming excitedly. The security guards tried to Flying away the crowd to leave a passage for passengers to leave normally, but it failed because of the overcrowded crowd.

It seems that the star did not expect so many people to pick up the plane. Generally speaking, the people who pick up the plane are arranged by fans to ensure order and not affect other travelers, so as not to be exposed and affect their idols. image, but judging from the current situation, the situation on the scene seems to be a bit out of control.

He Sheng glanced at the group of fans who were blushing and thick-necked and desperately squeezing towards the center, looking like zombies who had seen flesh, and pressed their hats again: "Master, the front is a bit crowded, otherwise we will wait a while , Wait for the crowd to disperse before going out."

The old man looked at He Sheng and nodded again and again: "Okay, okay." The more he looked at this enthusiastic guy, the more he liked him. Seeing that He Sheng's ears were red from the heat from covering him too tightly, he stretched out his hand to help him lower his head to pick it up. He Sheng, who was carrying luggage, took off his tightly-covered hat.

He Sheng was caught off guard: "..."

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"Hey...look at the little brother at the back, the one with the old man standing next to him..."

"Does it look familiar? This..."

"Damn, wouldn't that be the wolf king?!"

Just two seconds of effort.

He Sheng only had time to take the hat back from the old man in a hurry, but hadn't had time to put it back on.

Among the huge surging crowd that had surrounded that "Wen Wen", quite a large part of them turned their faces in unison.

"Wolf King..."

"Fuck, live..."

"Why is the wolf king here?!"

For a moment, He Sheng felt as if countless bees turned to him with big black eyes, eager to rush up and sting him.

"Wolf King! Wolf King!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah I am also your wolf fan, wolf king ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Wolf King, please sign! Hug please! Wolf King!!!"

The swarm of bees began to approach He Sheng with a loud buzz.

He Sheng took a step back instinctively, and bumped into the old man, remembering that he had such a weak NPC with him, he probably could squeeze the NPC to a stop without the crowd coming up by himself.

"Stop." He Sheng couldn't retreat anymore, he stopped, facing the swarming crowd, grabbed the handle of his suitcase with his right hand, and protected his confused and at a loss with his left hand. The old man said, "Otherwise I will be impolite."

Wearing a black mask, the wolf king with disheveled hair had cold eyes, and picked up the big suitcase with one hand, as if he wanted to use the suitcase as a fire extinguisher.

The crowd was so frightened that they stopped halfway and braked.

He Sheng tore off the mask, and slowly scanned the group of fans with timid faces with his expressionless eyes.

He Sheng: Well, it seems that the level is not high, but there are too many of them, and I feel that it will be troublesome to fight...

The fans swept by He Sheng's gaze suddenly felt a chill all over, and felt an instinctive sense of crisis: "..."

Also... Back off, the wolf king can only be watched from a distance and not played with...

King's pomp...

The fans thought to themselves comfortingly, and at the same time they squeezed back desperately with a guilty conscience.

"Hey, the people in front don't squeeze back!"

"It's almost squeezed into a sandwich biscuit..."

"The people behind don't squeeze forward!"

The security guards seized the opportunity, added reinforcements, and separated the large crowd at once.

Wen Fanling, who was surrounded by the huge crowd from the very beginning and lost his sunglasses because of the crazy and out-of-control fans, immediately saw He Sheng, who was standing not far away from the white-haired old man and took off his disguise. .

Wen Fanling's beautiful phoenix eyes widened slightly, a look of bewilderment appeared on his impatient and irritable face: "...Ke Sheng?"

His eyes fell on the old man beside He Sheng with a little dullness: "This is... grandpa?"

The author has something to say: Wen Fan lingered: Grandpa!

He Sheng:? ? ?

Wen Fanling was overjoyed: Ke Sheng's grandfather is my grandfather.

He Sheng:? ? ? ?You are sick?

The little pervert with a pretty face comes on stage, chirp chirp (barely)

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