After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

"Mr. Chen, think of a way. In the future... what should we do?"

Manager Xu picked up the coffee pot, smiled and pushed the coffee cup.

Mr. Chen leaned on the leather chair, motionless, "My solution is to terminate the contract. We, Starway Entertainment, can't afford this big Buddha. You should find another job!"

"There must be a way!"

Sister Xu glanced at Wen Gu who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, and said with an apologetic smile: "Look, he looks so iconic, he was born to eat this bowl of rice, if you help him this time, we will sign for another ten years."

Mr. Chen followed his gaze, while Wen Gu lowered his head halfway, staring at the sunlight reflected on the table in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

Wen Gu's appearance is indeed that God chases after him for food, and Starway signed him two years ago because he was interested in his popularity.

The acting skills are mediocre, the singing is frequently out of tune, and the dancing is stiff like a robot.

Wen Gu and Shang Ze, a newcomer in the entertainment industry and a favorite in the financial industry, no one knows how they met, but everyone knows how obsessed Wen Gu is with Shang Ze.

The pampered son-in-law, Wen Gu, washes his hands and makes soup for Shang Ze. In the middle of the winter night, he stands at the gate of the community holding a thermos, surrounded by reporters following him.

In variety shows, Wen Gu played the piano and wished Shang Ze a happy birthday. That night, a supermodel broke the news that he and Shang Ze spent the night together. Shang Ze had a happy birthday, but it had nothing to do with Wen Gu.

Wen Gu's reputation is getting worse and worse. These days he is independent and unrestrained, but love brains are not popular. Netizens are very disgusted with him, and there are not many fans left.

Three days ago, Shang Ze and his fiancée held a grand engagement ceremony at the hotel, and invited all the major media to attend. The couple under the camera envied others.

Wen Gu was reduced to a complete joke.

Upside down, licking the dog, getting involved in feelings, these are all nice words.

Starway Entertainment has repeatedly weighed, Wen Gu can't extract commercial value from him, and getting rid of this burden will be better for the company's development prospects.

"Don't blame me for being unfeeling."

Mr. Chen propped his hands on the table and laughed mockingly, "I was so unlucky that I signed Wen Gu. I didn't ask him for compensation to save your face!"

Sister Xu was at a loss for words, and looked at Wen Gu with an embarrassed expression.

Mr. Chen picked up his coffee and took a sip, "Wen Gu, let me give you a word. With your acting skills, relying on your strength to make it clear that this road is not suitable for you. You should find a nightclub to go to work. There are some men who are willing to have sex with you. "

"I see you are mad at Mr. Chen, please apologize to Mr. Chen," Sister Xu squeezed out a smile, patted Wen Gu on the shoulder pretendingly, and pinched her hard on the back, "Mr. Chen, don't be angry, it's all about Wen Gu It’s his fault, calm down, scold him, beat him, don’t get angry and ruin your body.”

Mr. Chen smiled, "Sister Xu, you are too polite, how dare I offend the young master of the Wen family!"

Wen Gu, who was in the center of the eye of the storm, raised his head, his nasal voice sticky and hoarse, "What about the termination of the contract?"

"I sign."

Mr. Chen took out a contract from the drawer and eagerly put it on the table. "Even if you still have the backbone, the contract will take effect in half a month."

Wen Gu flipped through it briefly, and signed his name neatly.

After getting rid of a big trouble, Mr. Chen was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to smile at Wen Gu, "Don't say I'm ungrateful, there will be a fashion feast tomorrow, you follow along to the red carpet, and work will continue as usual for half a month."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Sister Xu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Coming out of the office, the two entered the elevator, Wen Gu took out his pocket phone, and the chat interface with Shang Ze was a string of green alone.

The last message stayed at "May you be together forever, congratulations on the engagement."

It has been three days since he sent the message, and without waiting for any reply, Wen Guding looked at the screen of his phone, with crystal clear light flashing in his eyes, he was full of emotion, no matter he was sad or happy, he would shed a few tears.

Sister Xu put her hips on her hips and was about to point her nose at him and scold him, but when she saw Wen Gu's nose and pink eyes, he was pitiful and innocent, like a little rabbit who had been bullied hard, and lost all temper.

"Mr. Chen's heart is really cruel. He clearly knows that now that the storm is on the cusp, tomorrow those ravenous reporters would like to eat you up, and even let you go to the catwalk. In order to drain the heat from you, they really have no humanity. !” Sister Xu was indignant.

Wen Gu said seriously: "It's okay, it's all my fault for causing so much trouble for the company."

"Can you blame this? Shang Ze has been flirting with you all the time, who does he think of you! You are the victim in this matter!"

Sister Xu became more and more angry, "Since you met him, you have been scolded on the Internet. He didn't even clarify, and even said he likes you. I think he is just..."

"Sister Xu." Wen Gu stopped her from continuing.

Sister Xu glared at him, "Just defend him! Do you know who will invest in Han Zhao's next film?"

Wen Gu stared wide-eyed, the wet pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of gray under the light.

Ms. Xu made up her mind and said: "Shang Ze's company voted. He knows that in Starway Company, you and Han Zhao are singing against each other. If he pulls you at this time, you won't be terminated, but he is just a competition for you." Opponent invests!"

After the words fell, there was a long silence in the elevator, Wen Gu lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, "I see."

Sister Xu shook her head helplessly, Wen Gu's personality, he was sold and even counted the money, what should I do in the future?

The moon was shining brightly on the street, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. Starway Company was located in the urban area, and the merchants along the street set up lantern stands, and the passers-by were bustling.

Wen Gu's mother died of illness a few years ago, and his father had a new wife and child. The family went on vacation in other places, so they don't have to go home today. Wen Gu sighed heavily.

A fleshy little hand stretched out in front of him.

The little girl is holding a round stack of paper, with a QR code payment card hanging around her neck, and there is a street stall next to it, with 20 electronic Kongming lanterns.

Business is deserted, and few people believe this now.

Sister Xu saw Wen Gu scanning the QR code with her mobile phone from a long distance away, and hurriedly chased the child away. She couldn't laugh or cry, "Can't you see that he is a liar?"

"I know." Wen Gu got into the co-pilot, "She said she could make a wish, and it was very effective."

"You! Just look at her pity."

When the car was driving on the road, Sister Xu remembered, "What wish did you just make?"

Wen Gu lowered his head and smiled, with deep dimples on his cheeks, "I want to be Long Aotian."

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was invincible in the world, and all problems could be easily solved. As long as he liked someone, he would fall in love with Long Aotian unconditionally. No matter what he did, he would be trusted and surrendered.

Moreover, Long Aotian is extremely talented and outstanding in everything, unlike him, a street mouse who was kicked out by the company.

But wish, it's just a wish, after Wen Gu finished speaking, he didn't take it seriously.

……

Xuanyue Sect is the head of the three top sects.

The head of the sect, Zhenjun Ziyi, has the highest level of cultivation in the world, with seven mountain peaks under his seat, and seven disciples who are also leaders in the cultivation world.

At this moment, it was raining heavily on Qianhe Peak, like jade beads hitting the eaves, the rising water vapor was like smoke and mist, and the strong wind blew away the green pine leaves and fell on the wet bluestone floor.

In the misty rain and fog, a solitary and straight figure knelt on the nine-layered stone steps. In front of him a towering tower rose from the ground, half-embedded in the green hills.

The black cloud-patterned robe was wet and wrapped around him, making his shoulders look straight and strong, like pine trees on a cliff.

The glaring blood was washed into light pink by the heavy rain, flowing down his knees, and he was actually kneeling on a sharp thorn tree!

The drenched clothes stuck to the firm back, showing criss-cross welts, which were slightly raised, and I couldn't bear to look directly at them.

The whipman's technique was exquisite, and the subcutaneous bleeding was caused by the beating, but the skin was not broken. Ordinary medicines for sores cannot be cured, and they can only endure severe pain.

Smoke billowed from the three copper incense burners in the main hall, and the disciples on Qianhe Peak sat cross-legged in meditation, talking and laughing happily, watching the kneeling man as if they were watching a good show.

"After receiving the ten commandment whips, I watched the master whip them with my own eyes, and I didn't make a sound. Yuan Jiuyuan is really resistant to beating!"

A disciple vividly described that Qianhefeng's Master Zhongzheng was harsh and harsh, and whipping his disciples was like a death blow. Ordinary people would lie down for three to five years after being whipped three times. Yuan Jiuyuan came to the sect for three years and suffered I don't know how many times, the evil life of the demons is hard.

"Why again this time?"

"A senior brother in Tiandao Peak was almost beaten to death by him, just because the senior brother said that his mother has no shame and made peace with demons and monsters. Isn't that true!"

"You don't know, that senior brother admires Teng Zizhi."

Hearing this name, the brothers and sisters showed a clear smile. Teng Zizhi is the daughter of a famous cultivator. She was talented in cultivation since she was a child.

Zhenjun Ziyi has not accepted a disciple for nearly a hundred years, and Teng Zizhi is already his closed disciple, such honor is enviable.

It's fine if it's just her spiritual root and talent, but Teng Zizhi is still a delicate and tender beauty, with a frown and a smile that touches people's hearts. I don't know how many disciples of Xuanyue Sect admire her.

It's a pity that Teng Zizhi made a marriage contract when he was young, and betrothed to Yuan Jiuyuan, the young master of the Yuan family in Liming Mountain Villa. Grandmaster, I didn't expect it - he's the evil seed of the demon race.

The demon clan comes from the nineteenth most important city in the Western Regions. The people in the clan have black hair and red eyes. Is worthless.

All of them are bloodthirsty, using human skin and bones to refine magic weapons, they are even more lewd and immoral, they are all vicious.

Daoists pay attention to the unity of heaven and man, and take the common people in the world as their own responsibility. Naturally, they despise the demons and demons, so how can they sit back and watch the demons harm the common people?

The demons are also hypocrites who look down on Dao Xiu. If they catch a Dao Xiu, they will burn them alive with will-o'-the-wisp fire for seven days and seven nights, listening to Dao Xiu's pitiful howls as music.

For thousands of years, Dao and demons have experienced countless battles, and the endless stream of Taoist cultivators died tragically at the hands of the demons, and the demons did not take advantage of it, and were forced to retreat to the nineteenth most important city in the Western Regions, which is inaccessible.

Ever since his identity was exposed to the world, Yuan Jiuyuan's cultivation has gradually retreated, and he has even retreated to the foundation building. He is even inferior to ordinary mediocre talents. The rare geniuses on the clouds in the past, now fall into the mud and never recover.

"Life is like a dream! I have seen Junior Brother Yuan fight against a hundred and enter the sect as No.1, Zhenjun Ziyi personally presented the sword, what a sight it was..."

"The demons are cunning and vicious. I don't know what methods he uses to cheat people's lives. We can't compare."

The disciple suddenly lowered his voice and said with a laugh: "I heard that the demons like double cultivation the most, and one cultivation lasts for seven, seven and forty-nine days. Do you think his mother likes this?"

Hidden mocking laughter sounded.

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his face, his blood-losing skin was as pale as snow, but his expression was as calm as water, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

In the past three years, he has been humiliated in Xuan Yuezong. Everyone regards him as a monster, provocative and forcing him to show his true colors. Once he gets angry, the pupils of his eyes will turn red. This is what everyone wants to see. arrived.

But in order to continue to practice in Xuanyue Sect, he has been forbearing, but Zhenren Zhong didn't teach him anything. The disciples who started with him have practiced advanced exercises, but he sweeps fallen leaves in the back mountain every day.

Master Zhong ordered him to sweep the fallen leaves from the back mountain, and count how many leaves fell every day one by one. ,hanging by a thread.

If you can't count the fallen leaves every day, it is a severe punishment, repeated day after day, and the years are endless.

At Haishi, the rain stopped, and there was silence on Qianhe Peak.

Yuan Jiuyuan lifted his robe and got up slowly. The real person Chong will ask another question tomorrow. What's wrong?

The mistake was that he didn't kill that senior brother in one fell swoop. If that senior brother had died three years ago, he is too weak now, not even as good as an outer disciple.

Since everyone thinks he is a demon, so what if he is a demon?

If one day dominates the situation, he will wash Xuanyuezong with blood, teach that corpse to spread all over the field, smear the sect hall with the blood of Daoist cultivators, eat the flesh and skin of that heavy real person, and turn the sect into a living hell!

……

The sky was getting bright, and the disciples of Qianhefeng went to the main hall of Xuanyuezong to practice morning classes. The news that Yuan Jiuyuan was punished to kneel by Daoist Chong spread like wildfire yesterday, and the disciples who admired Teng Zizhi wanted to see Yuan Jiuyuan's miserable appearance .

But Yuan Jiuyuan, who was the first to arrive at the hall in the past, was absent today, which was unprecedented.

Could it be that Yuan Jiuyuan recognized himself this time, gave up on himself, and planned to be a good-for-nothing in the future?

At noon, Yuan Jiuyuan hadn't appeared yet, so a few lively disciples went to Yuan Jiuyuan's small courtyard together to see if he was dead or alive.

As soon as they entered the small courtyard, everyone saw Yuan Jiuyuan sitting on the threshold with his knees hugged, his shoulders twitching, and he didn't know what he was doing.

The people of the demon race are good at seducing people's minds, they are born to seduce people's hearts, everyone stands at the gate outside the courtyard, worrying that if they take a step forward, they will step into the insidious trap set up.

Yuan Jiuyuan slowly raised his head, with tears on his delicate and curled eyelashes, he had been crying for an unknown amount of time, and the entire circle of his eyes seemed to have been smeared with light and even rouge.

"You... need me for something?"