I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

When Zhu Yang woke up, there was no one in the room.

He reached out and touched the bed next to him, there was no residual temperature on it.

It's fast.

He propped himself up, put his suit jacket on the back of the chair, and walked into the sink.

He glanced around the room.

...how could it be such a mess.

When he came out, he had a black garbage bag in his hand. He put on white rubber gloves and a mask, squinted his eyes and started to clean up.

-

second day on set

"I wish the supervisor."

"I wish the supervisor a good morning."

Pei Huan felt guilty and wanted to escape when he heard the voice, but was stopped by a cold voice: "Good morning."

Pei Huan turned around stiffly: "Haha, good morning to the producer."

Zhu Yang approached slowly, and glanced at the snack package in his hand: "Throw away after use?"

"Ah? I don't understand what you're talking about." Pei Huan sweated guiltyly down his spine, but he had already heard what he meant.

"Really?" Zhu Yang slightly raised his eyebrows, and took a step forward.

The cold air radiating from his body made Pei Huan tremble, and he quickly blocked his face: "Don't do it, Young Master Zhu, you are really a good person!"

"friendzoned?"

Pei Huan's eyebrows began to sweat.

To be reasonable, Zhu Yang was tossed and tossed by him at night, so it was considered compassionate for Zhu Yang not to beat him up.

"I promise! I won't bother you in the future!" Pei Huan said with firm eyes, "I will keep a distance of one meter from you."

As he spoke, he quickly took a big step back, bent over hard, and bowed at a standard ninety degrees.

"Goodbye, producer!" Pei Huan ran away.

Zhu Yang: ...This scumbag.

"boom."

Pei Huan was busy running, but he almost knocked himself into the air when he bumped into the person in front of him.

"It's alright."

A hand firmly held his arm, with a warm and graceful voice.

Pei Huan shook his head and looked up.

The man's appearance is very gentle, and he has the picturesque charm of pavilions, towers and pavilions in the misty and misty south of the Yangtze River. He opened his hand lightly: "Did you hit something?"

Pei Huan shook his head.

"You..." The man looked him up and down, then smiled slightly: "Are you Pei Huan?"

"you know me?"

The man nodded, turned around, and there was a sound of footsteps from a distance, Shen Mei stepped on high heels, followed by a group of people: "Come on, move these into the theater."

The man said lightly, "I came here with my aunt."

"Sheng Yu." Shen Mei wiped off her sweat: "Do you think Xiao Huan will like these things?"

Sheng Yu stepped back a bit: "You can ask him yourself."

Shen Mei was even more surprised and shouted: "Small!"

"Don't bark, I haven't recognized you as a mother yet." Pei Huan looked at these things: "Do you want to move to the set?"

"Yes." Shen Mei pretended not to hear, "Son, why don't you like it?"

Pei Huan looked at these exaggerated boss chairs and parasols, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "With these, aren't you afraid of being photographed saying I'm playing big cards?"

"What are you afraid of!" Shen Mei smiled: "My son is a big name in the first place."

Pei Huan: ...

He thought he had thick skin already.

"Auntie." Sheng Yu said gently, "Since Xiaohuan doesn't like it, don't force it."

"Okay." Shen Mei was a little disappointed: "Let's all move away."

Pei Huan glanced at her lightly, sighed in his heart, and finally stretched out his hand, putting it on the armrest of the boss chair: "Leave this."

Shen Mei's eyes lit up: "Hmm!"

-

Xu Huaicheng was in a good mood when he came to work today. When he got out of the car, he glanced at the car next door, "Is anyone driving a Bentley on our set?"

"Oh. That's the car behind Shen Ying."

Xu Huaicheng frowned: "How dare she come to our set?"

Yang Xin looked at him inexplicably: "Why didn't you dare to come?"

"Didn't you read the news?"

Yang Xin yawned lazily, "Of course I saw it. The actress is Pei Huan's real mother. It's been rumored on the Internet."

"What!?" Xu Huaicheng's eyes widened: "Mother?"

"Yes, dear mother." Yang Xin didn't believe it at first: "But this matter is absolutely true."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we didn't get involved. The Sheng family is very fierce. They didn't even let some netizens who made bad remarks go unnoticed, and sued them all."

Xu Huaicheng only felt dizzy for a while.

He supported the car to ensure that he would not fall, the phone in his pocket rang, and he took a long time to find it out: "...Hello."

"It's all thanks to your good news." It was the man who took the sneak shot that day: "Now our entire studio is being sued, and you must be responsible for this matter."

"Obviously you made it up yourself..."

"I don't care! If we are finished, we will expose all the scandalous things you did before." The man's tone was grim: "Now that Pei Huan is the young master of the Sheng family, if you let him know that you are behind him so much Again, I don’t need to talk about the consequences.”

"You, what do you want?"

"If you don't want to do anything, let's lose money." The man said, "Ten million is not too much."

"What!?" Xu Huaicheng couldn't keep calm at all, Yang Xin looked at him suspiciously: "Who are you calling?"

Xu Huaicheng shook his head.He walked aside with his mobile phone and lowered his voice: "I don't have so much money."

"Then I don't care." The man said: "You guys who are celebrities, you can spend tens of thousands of dollars on a piece of clothing and trousers, and you can't even get such a small amount of money?"

It's only been a year since Xu Huaicheng made his debut, all the income must be shared with the company, plus all kinds of daily consumption, there is not much left. "You are embarrassing me..."

"Who told you to do some shameless and dirty things?" The man said, "Anyway, I won't get any money this week, so you can be buried with me."

hang up the phone.

Xu Huaicheng punched the nanny's car, and the car lights flashed and the alarm sounded harsh and loud.

Yang Xin was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

He leaned on the car, "It's okay."

1000 million.

Where did he go to find the 1000 million?

"Card!"

Director Chen took off the earphones, and his tone was also very bad: "Xiao Xu, what happened to you this morning, such a simple camera stuck a dozen times?"

"I told you about this play, and your eyes should be firm and loving. It is the enthusiasm for the opera that is willing to dedicate your life. What are you thinking about?"

"I'm sorry, director." Xu Huaicheng said.

"Son, are you so tired after filming?" Shen Mei patted the boss chair next to her: "Come here and have a rest, this sour plum juice quenches your thirst."

Pei Huan's head was full of black lines.

Walking over, I heard Shen Mei's remorse: "Hey, I should have left a massage chair, I'm too tired from acting."

"Did you buy this movie queen with money?" Pei Huan was still rude to her: "Is this called tired?"

Shen Mei chuckled: "That's different."

Xu Huaicheng cast a sour look over there.

How much effort he has put in, but he has fallen to this point.And Pei Huan didn't have to work hard to have such a good family background.

He clenched his fists hard.

Zhu Yang approached, took the player from Director Chen, and frowned, "Did you shoot this scene this morning?"

In the screen, Pei Huan's acting skills are passable, but Xu Huaicheng's is hard to describe. "How do I put this kind of scene on the screen?"

He took the player and threw it to Xu Huaicheng, and he was not polite, "You call this a performance?"

Xu Huaicheng wanted to apologize.

"I don't want to hear any excuses." Zhu Yang said coldly, "I want the last picture? Understand?"

Xu Huaicheng flinched: "Understood."

Sheng Yu handed out a piece of paper, "Wipe off your sweat."

"Thank you brother." Pei Huan took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then his back felt cold.

"Pei Huan."

Zhu Yang walked behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, but his eyes fell on Sheng Yu beside him, "It's very comfortable."

Zhu Yang's temperament is like snow on the top of a mountain, stinging and stinging, not easy to get close to, his shoulders and neck are straight and noble.

It is indeed the original successor cultivated by the Zhu family.

Sheng Yu chuckled lightly: "The second young master of the Zhu family is indeed a talented person."

Pei Huan felt that the atmosphere was not right: "I'm going to read the script right now."

Zhu Yang coldly withdrew his gaze, held the person who wanted to slip away, and his words made people daydream: "Run away when you see me now, who was the one who hugged me so tightly yesterday?"

Pei Huan's face flushed red.

He hesitated and said finally: "I, I remembered, I still have something to do with the director."

After Pei Huan escaped, he was relieved.

What could be more exciting than Bingshan's gossip, those who didn't know thought they really had something.

"You really agreed to lend me 500 million?" A familiar voice came from around the corner: "Okay, I have time tonight, thank you very much..."

Xu Huaicheng took up the cable, Pei Huan walked over and leaned lazily on the sofa, "Are you short of money?"

Xu Huaicheng was startled when he heard the voice, and tried to calm down: "How much have you heard?"

Cold sweat trickled down his back.

Pei Huan didn't notice, picked up the biscuits on the table, "There are 500 million." He tore open the package: "How much is missing? I can lend you first."

Seeing his leisurely appearance, Xu Huaicheng was angry, when will it be your turn to take pity on me.

"No need, I can solve it myself."

Pei Huan ate a biscuit, since he was rejected, of course he wouldn't say anything more.

A western restaurant.

Xu Huaicheng sat down in front of a certain table. Opposite him was an unattractive middle-aged man, wearing a suit, his eyes were fixed on Xu Huaicheng's body: "Sure enough, the idol of the popular boy group has a good figure."

Xu Huaicheng bit the bullet and said, "The 500 million..."

"No rush." ​​The man took a sip of tea leisurely, "Talk slowly in my room tonight."

Xu Huaicheng's face froze: "I'm just borrowing."

"But I just want to give. If you don't agree, you can leave now."

The man spoke very skillfully, "How many people in this circle are really clean? Don't think too much about yourself."

Xu Huaicheng's hands under the table were firmly scratching at the dark red tablecloth, all the humiliation was bestowed on him by Pei Huan.

"Okay, I promise you."