After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Guole Media, Director's Office.

Director Zheng stood in front of the window, holding a coffee cup in his hand, "I still don't understand why Wen Gu rejected the A-level contract agreement?"

The manager also couldn't figure it out, "I proposed an A-level contract, but he didn't even raise an eyebrow, as if our Guole Media didn't have a lot of popularity in his heart."

"Strange, strange." Director Zheng sighed, "Apart from us, he has no better choice, or Starway's Mr. Chen, his old club gave more?"

The manager scratched his hair and said doubtfully, "I suddenly remembered something. When I went to Wen Gu the other day, there was an old man with white hair next to him. He looked very familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere."

"Is it an old actor?"

"No, not from the industry." The manager patted his forehead, "The old man treated him with respect and followed him every step of the way."

Director Zheng smiled helplessly, "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. It seems that Wen Gu and Guole Media have no fate. Mr. Chen is quite a snobbish person. Let's burn more incense and wish Wen Gu a bright future!"

When the words "burning high incense" were mentioned, suddenly, the manager's eyes lit up, "I remembered!"

"What do you remember?" Mr. Zheng asked nonchalantly.

The manager was startled, and said in bewilderment: "That old man is Snow Dragon King. Our company once went to Liangyi Mountain for incense. I met him once."

Director Zheng almost couldn't hold the coffee cup steadily, "Snow... Snow Dragon King?"

In the entertainment industry, resources and strength account for [-]% of an artist's success, and the remaining [-]% depends on luck, so everyone generally believes in metaphysics. Everyone in the Xuelong King circle knows everyone, because he is one of the masters. master.

Regardless of divination or asking for lottery, Snow Dragon King never misses. There are rumors that he can tell whether an artist is popular or not at a glance.

"That's right! It's Snow Dragon King!" The manager replied firmly.

Director Zheng swallowed his saliva, and asked in surprise, "Why is Snow Dragon King with Wen Gu?"

The manager fell into deep thought and hesitated, "Couldn't Wen Gu be his son?"

"The reason why Snow Dragon King is called this is because his surname is Bai." Director Zheng held his forehead, "Also, it is said that the reason why he is so spiritual is because he has always maintained a boyish body."

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Director Zheng took a sip of his coffee and said quite seriously: "I think Wen Gu and Xuelong Wang may be very close, and the two have forgotten their friendship."

"It's possible. Wen Gu's fate should be so good, right?" The manager suggested a possibility.

Director Zheng also thought of this, "And it's not so good, look, as soon as Director Qin came out of the mountain, he was appointed to play the male lead of "Rakshatian". The last four gangsters suddenly became angry, what is this called?"

"what?"

"The lucky star shines brightly, and the blessings are equal to the sky! This is the legendary Ziwei star from the sky!"

The manager couldn't help but be in awe, "Mr. Zheng, your analysis is too correct!"

Director Zheng smiled slightly, and the doubts in his heart suddenly became clear, "That's why Wen Gu has the confidence not to sign a contract with Guole. According to his fate, no matter what company he signs with, he will be very popular in the future."

"Then what should we do?" the agent asked worriedly.

Mr. Zheng picked up Wen Gu's file, stared at this pure and clear face, slapped the table hard, and made up his mind, "We will give him an S-level contract! No matter what he asks, he will agree to everything!"

The agent couldn't wait, "I'll go find him right away!"

"No need." Mr. Zheng straightened his collar and smiled slightly, "Prepare the contract, and I will come to the door in person tomorrow morning."

……

Water Mirror Peak.

The white-haired boy sat wantonly on the low table, with his long legs lazily spread out, the overturned flagon spilled on his brocade robe, and dripped onto the thick fur carpet. He looked at Wen Gu indifferently——

"It is said that Ziyi Zhenjun is extremely ruthless and merciless. When he was practicing in the West Sea Kingdom, he was so hungry that he killed a nest of black flood dragons. He used snake skin to make clothes, snake gall to refine medicine, and snake meat as food. years, until the Black Flood Dragon of Xihai Kingdom saw him taking a detour..."

Wen Gu was a little scared, but more curious, "Is the meat of the black dragon delicious? Does it taste similar to snake meat?"

"Have you ever eaten snake meat?" The boy raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Wen Gu shook his head, "You can't eat wild game."

The young man "puchi" laughed, and said meaningfully: "You have to ask Ziyi Zhenjun your question, how do I know? But...he not only ate black flood dragons, but also drank the blood of demons."

"Drink...drink blood?" Wen Gu's dark pupils widened, deeply shocked.

The young man changed into a more comfortable position, and sat comfortably on the ground with his bare feet, "Yeah, your master didn't tell you? Ziyi Zhenjun went into the demon king's palace alone, beheaded the big protector, picked up his head and drank it. A cup of his blood."

Wen Gu's eyes were dazed, his thin cheeks turned pale, and he whispered: "What's so good about the blood of the demons? You can't drink blood."

"It's delicious!" The young man looked at him with a smile, lifted the jug on the table, lifted the lid and took a look inside, "It's more delicious than all the fine wines in the world."

Wen Gu's arms were cold, and he was very weak and pitiful. He was worried that Mr. Zi Yi would drink his own blood in order to understand his gluttony.

"Moreover." The young man looked at him directly, and said earnestly: "Zhenjun Ziyi is self-willed, cruel and heartless, if there is someone who disobeys him, he will use "Zi Qi Dong Lai" to deal with that person."

Wen Gu embraced his arms, and asked cautiously, "What is Ziqi coming from the east?"

The young man leaned forward, suddenly lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Purple Qi is a mass of true energy from the east. He injects his own true energy into the human body, guides the true energy to expand the whole body, and makes the body more rounded and more rounded. Inflated until it became a giant ball, and—"

"Boom!" The boy suddenly shouted.

Wen Gu's shoulders trembled slightly, obviously startled, and he said in a daze, "We are well-known and decent, how could..."

The young man turned his head and thought seriously, "There is no one in this world who can defeat Zhenjun Ziyi. Doesn't he have the final say on whether to be righteous or evil?"

Wen Gu felt that what he said was reasonable, and he was very scared, but asked worriedly: "Tell me this, Ziyi Zhenjun won't punish you, will he?"

The young man paused, as if he was stopped by his question, and looked at him thoughtfully, "Yes, I am often beaten and scolded by him, just like your master beat you, I am used to it."

so poor.

Wen Gu stood up, sat on the low table with him, turned his head to look at him seriously, and said in a patient and gentle tone: "Don't worry, I will go and ask my master, let my master intercede for you, let Zhenjun Ziyi I won't hit you again."

The young man didn't speak for a while, no pretense could be seen on Wen Gu's face, his eyes were clear and bright, with a reassuring sense of firmness, his expression was sincere and serious, as if he really cared about this first time seeing him stranger.

At this moment, the boy thought of a legend about the demons, it is said that the demons are born to seduce the soul and confuse people's hearts.

After a long time, he said, "No need, my affairs will be resolved by myself."

Wen Gu knew enough was enough, and patted his arm lightly, "Little brother, if you are bored, I can be your friend, as long as...you don't dislike me."

"What did you call me?" The thousand-year-old Ziyi Zhenjun asked again, pointing the bridge of his nose.

Wen Gu looked at him seriously, "Little brother! How about calling you a kid?"

The boy said blankly, "You should call me by my name."

"what's your name?"

"...the mirror is not bright."

Afterwards, Wen Gu waited until noon, but before Ziyi Zhenjun, Jing Feiming asked him to come to the appointment tomorrow. Wen Gu heaved a sigh of relief, and he was relieved to hand over to Yuan Jiuyuan tomorrow.

Miaozhen waited for a long time at Shuijing Peak, and finally saw him intact. She was a little surprised when she learned that Wen Gu hadn't seen Ziyi Zhenjun. Ziyi Zhenjun hadn't been out for a long time because of his physical discomfort, but she didn't take it for a while. thing.

The two flew back to Qianhe Peak with their swords all the way. Miaozhen listened to Wen Gu talk about his new friend, "Jing Feiming, I seem to have heard the name before."

"Really?" Wen Gu let out a long sigh.

Miaozhen shook her head, "I haven't seen many disciples of Shuijing Peak, maybe I have seen them before."

Wen Gu's eyes lit up, "He is very good-looking, if you have seen him, you will definitely remember him."

"Looking good?" Seeing him like this, Miao Zhen couldn't help grabbing his cheek viciously, and asked unwillingly, "Is there any senior sister who looks good?"

Wen Gu didn't dare to move, and smiled and blew rainbow fart, "Senior sister is the most beautiful in the world."

After such a fuss, Miaozhen immediately put the strange name of Jing Feiming behind her, and knocked him on the head, "You are clever."

It was night, and there was a cool breeze blowing on Qianhe Peak.

Wen Gu sat at the table and recounted the whole day's experience, wondering why he saw Yuan Jiuyuan the moment he passed through.

Where is that big swamp?

Too many problems gathered in his heart, but Wen Gu was not worried, Yuan Jiuyuan was his most solid ally, no matter what problems they encountered, the two of them would work together to solve them side by side.

At the beginning, he really wanted to get rid of this strange situation of exchanging bodies, and he didn't want to be "Long Aotian", but now, he gradually got used to the world of cultivation, where there are people who love him and love him, who have become his second Home.

Wen Gu pressed his palm on his heart, felt the ups and downs of his chest, and said silently: "Yuan Jiuyuan, I made a friend with a similar situation for you, and you will definitely have a common language."

That night, Wen Gu slept soundly, and slept until dawn, until the ringing of his mobile phone shattered his dream.

Seeing the unfamiliar number displayed on the incoming call interface, he froze for a moment, and swiped the connect button——

"what's up?"

"Wen Gu, I'm Dad."

A mature and stable male voice sounded, and asked with a smile: "How are you recently?"

Just as Wen Gu was about to reply perfunctorily, the mean female voice on the other end of the phone said: "Of course he is good. I don't know how happy he is recently?"

Then, the phone was snatched, Father Wen's current wife, Han Zhao's mother, didn't give him any chance to speak, "Your brother is lying in the hospital now with a fractured tailbone and almost paralyzed, one or two You can't take the job for a month, are you happy?"

Wen Gu was at a loss, what was his business, "Did he get into a car accident?"

"You!" The woman was furious at his nonchalant attitude, "You just hope that our mother and I will die, you are really poisonous."

"Um... are you sick?" Wen Gu couldn't help asking.

"Who are you scolding?!"

Father Wen snatched the phone and made a haha ​​to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, your brother is lying in the hospital now and can't move, the video of him being beaten has gone crazy on the Internet, it has a great impact on his reputation, You should come and see him."

Wen Gu was very innocent, "Huh? What does it have to do with me?"

Father Wen was silent. He didn't expect him to act like an outsider with a tender face and a dark heart when he did such a thing.

beep-

Wen Gu looked at the call termination interface in confusion, and felt the anger of Wen's father and Han Zhao's mother. It seemed that he was very angry, and he was also very angry. Could it be that he was a doormat?

Call and scold him when you are in a bad mood?

unacceptable!

The more Wen Gu thought about it, the angrier he became. He blacklisted Wen's father's phone number, which made him feel better. He clicked on the video recorded by the phone, and a new one came out.

"Yesterday I met a charlatan, I have dealt with him for you, don't worry."

Yuan Jiuyuan leaned on the back of the chair with half-wrapped arms, with a relaxed expression, "The dishes you cook are delicious, who else has the honor to taste your cooking?"

"Shang Ze has tasted it." Yuan Jiuyuan asked and answered himself, with one corner of his mouth curled up, "I saw that he was frivolous and dissolute, and his blessings are not small. If I were him, I would definitely..."

"It won't make you sad."

Wen Gu's heart moved, and he couldn't help laughing at the phone screen, "Thank you, Yuan Jiuyuan."

He is rarely recognized by others. No matter when he was a student or after work, everyone hates him. The more he walks on eggshells, the more he wants to be liked by others, and the more others hate his flattering attitude.

Useless people will cherish things that can be easily obtained. Wen Gu has only understood this truth until now.

In the morning, Wen Gu went to the bookstore and bought several advanced books for Yuan Jiuyuan, hoping that he could adapt to the modern society as soon as possible.

When I got home, I ran into a familiar person at the door of the house, the majestic Mr. Chen of Starway Company, holding a stack of documents in his hand, waiting anxiously.

Wen Gu thought, it's time to move, why can anyone come to this house.

"Are you back?" Mr. Chen smiled flatteringly when he saw him, and reached out to pick up the heavy book in his hand, "I want to talk to you about something, let's go in and talk."

Wen Gu dodged his hand, stood motionless at the door, with a firm attitude, "I have something to say here."

You don't want to let nasty people into your house.

Mr. Chen rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Han Zhao is hospitalized, you know that?"

Wen Gu nodded, just found out this morning.

"You also know that Han Zhao is the backbone of our company. He has a lot of resources in his hands. We have to pay him a lot of money because of his hospitalization this time." Mr. Chen smiled, waved his hand and said, "I'm not asking You borrow money."

Wen Gu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly with dark and quiet eyes.

Mr. Chen took out the document and flipped through a few pages, "I used to be bad, I'm a cheap person, but you also know that I have no bad intentions, I have been persuading you to break up with Shang Ze, not for your own good, what's the matter?" Good thing I was the first to think of you."

"Look, I'm planning to renew the contract. Not only will I raise your salary by a notch, but I'll also give you a fixed annual dividend. Such a good salary is the same as Han Zhao's."

Mr. Chen looked at him expectantly, feeling that he had no possibility of refusing.

Wen Gu smiled inexplicably, with a gentle and amiable smile. Mr. Chen thought there was something interesting, but he asked calmly——

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Mr. Chen choked for a moment, and said with a deadpan face: "If you have any dissatisfaction, just bring it up, and we can negotiate to resolve it."

"Hmm..." Wen Gu dragged his voice, pretending to be contemplative, and said, "Why don't you go to sea and become a porn star?"

When Mr. Chen insulted him when the contract was terminated, he held a grudge.

Mr. Chen became furious, "If you don't sign, you won't sign. Do you really think you can sign to a big company? If you have the ability, go to Guole!"

"Mr. Chen, how do you know I'm here?"

A man walked out from the corner of the corridor, well dressed, with a handsome smile on his lips, and walked to Wen Gu's side, "Hello, I'm the director of Guole Media, I've been waiting here for a long time."

This house can't be taken anymore, Wen Gu wants to move now, he forced a smile, "Hello."

"Director Zheng? When did you come?" Mr. Chen asked dully.

Director Zheng smiled slightly, "I came a little earlier than you, and I wanted to wait until you left before coming out, but I didn't expect you to mention our company's name, so I had to come out."

"What are you here for?" Mr. Chen realized, pointing at Wen Gu in disbelief, "You don't want to sign a contract, do you?"

Director Zheng nodded solemnly and looked at Wen Gu, "We were not sincere enough last time. This time we drew up a new contract that will give you the treatment of an S-level artist. Once you sign a contract with us, the company's best resources will be delivered to you first. Tilt, whether it is scripts, variety shows, or marketing, we will give you the best, and there will be certain dividends every year."

Mr. Chen opened his mouth half-open. He is also an entertainment company. He is very clear about what the S-level of Guole's media stands for. Moreover, according to Director Zheng, he was actually rejected by Wen Gu last time? !

"Wen Gu, you can't forget your old club. If you sign Starway, I will give you the same treatment!"

"Mr. Chen is really good at joking, you Starway deserves to be compared with Guole?" Director Zheng said with a half smile.

Wen Gu frowned, and stood in the middle watching them scramble.

Mr. Chen was not willing to be at a disadvantage, and his cheeks were extremely thick, "Isn't it just to be a porn star, at worst I will dedicate myself to art, as long as you are happy."

Director Zheng snorted mockingly, "Don't dirty the audience's eyes, Wen Gu, sign the best one if you want to sign, don't pay attention to this kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, he has no eyes, you have been in Starway for so many years, and he has no eyes. I found out that you are a piece of jade in the rough."

"Who do you call rotten fish and rotten shrimp?" Mr. Chen was trembling with anger, "Are you happy with fruit?"

"Of course." Director Zheng was determined to win, took out the contract from his briefcase, and increased the weight again, "We share [-]-[-] with other artists, but with Wen Gu, we share [-]-[-], you seven, we three, this is my proposal to the board of directors This one is the only one who applied."

Seeing that the two were about to fight over him, Wen Gu took the contract from Director Zheng, "I will read it and give you an answer after I think about it."

Mr. Zheng showed a winner's smile, and his attitude was instantly kind, "There is my phone number inside. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time, and we can have a good negotiation."

After chatting for a few more words, no one took Mr. Chen seriously.

Mr. Chen walked away dejectedly with his tail between his legs.

He regretted in his heart that he was obsessed with ghosts and wanted to terminate the contract with Wen Gu. Now Wen Gu has a bright future and an immeasurable future. After thinking about it, Mr. Chen can only blame himself for being blind.

In the hospital, Han Zhao lay prone on the bed in a luxurious single room. Due to a fractured tail vertebra, he could only welcome guests in this posture.

After listening to Mr. Chen's narration, Han Zhao coughed violently and sneered weakly, "Is Guole Media crazy?"

"Oh...it's all my fault." Mr. Chen sighed.

Han Zhao glanced at him, and said thoughtfully, "Don't you think Wen Gu is acting strange recently?"

Mr. Chen recalled, "It's a little bit, the last time I saw him at Yuanshan Media, he looked at you with piercing eyes, I've never seen Wen Gu like this, just like..."

"The two are the same." Han Zhao expressed his speculation.

Mr. Chen nodded vigorously, "Yes, that's the feeling, just like two people."

Han Zhao laughed lightly at himself, and murmured: "I know Wen Gu very well. I have known him since I was ten years old. There is no one in this world who understands him better than me. He is just kind and innocent raised by pampering, and it is easy to believe. Others, as long as you treat him a little better, he will remember you for the rest of his life, just such a... idiot."

"I hear your tone, why do you like him so much?" Mr. Chen asked doubtfully.

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows in disdain, "I just think he's very interesting."

Mr. Chen shook his head in confusion, "I don't understand why he suddenly became two people."

For the past few days, Han Zhao has been thinking about this question every day, and he already has an answer in his mind. He lowered his voice and analyzed, "I suspect that he is possessed by a ghost."

"Ghost possession?" Mr. Chen swallowed in fear.

Han Zhao said, "This is the closest to the correct answer after I synthesized many possibilities. If it wasn't for being possessed by a ghost, why did he suddenly become so powerful that he defeated four gangsters by himself?"

Mr. Chen thought for a while and said affirmatively: "You are right, ghost possession is really powerful."

"I can't give up on Wengu like this, I must let him return to his original state." Han Zhao's tailbone was hurting, and he smiled coldly, "No matter what the ghost is, I want him to be killed! He will never be reborn forever!"

Mr. Chen looked at him suspiciously, "Have you already figured out a solution?"

Han Zhao stretched out his arm, pointed at the distant mountains like Dai outside the window, and said with pretending restraint, "Here is the solution."

"what?"

"Liangyi Mountain, White Dragon King, is there anyone more suitable for catching ghosts than him?"

Han Zhao said with a half-smile, with an inscrutable expression on his face.