Elf King, Professional Vase

"I'll wipe it!" A man with messy hair looked at the data in his background and couldn't help but rubbed his eyes again.

The dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up late to edit pictures still hang on his face, and his drowsy mind has been stimulated by the surge of data in the background.

After clicking on it, Hang Jun looked at the Weibo post he had posted, and even himself was puzzled for a while.

Su Bai?Does this name sound familiar?

Swiping his finger on the phone, following the comments one after another, Hang Jun slapped his head, remembering where he heard the name Su Bai!

That archery match!

As if the floodgate of memory had been opened, Hang Jun soon remembered why he posted such a complaining Weibo in the first place.

When taking the photo, he forgot to turn off the flash, and he was educated by the audience in the surrounding auditorium.

Thinking of this, Hang Jun couldn't help curling his lips again, still firmly not thinking that he was at fault.

"It will be influenced by the outside world, which means that his concentration is not enough."

Although this wave of enthusiasm came a bit suddenly, Hang Jun still didn't intend to let it go. After looking through the relevant comments, he found a comment asking Su Bai to replace someone else's quota and replied.

Hang Jun

I also heard about the fact that Su Bai took someone else's place in the competition, and I don't know the details, but it's for sure that he wasn't the original contestant.

"Fuck, it's actually true?!"

"It's really unexpected that he is such a person."

"In competitive competitions, food is the original sin. Can you guarantee that the person who was replaced will win the championship?"

"But such things as the number of contestants, can they be changed casually after they are set?"

"There are changes in the club, players can be changed by applying before the game, but the registration fee will not be refunded."

"? Is there such a rule?"

Just when the melon-eating netizens were skeptical, Hang Jun quickly replied with another comment.

Touch your chin, is there a deal we don't know about?

Hang Jun: Spread hands, how can we know this?And even if there is, they can't say it.

After replying, looking at the comments that kept pouring out, Hang Jun nodded with satisfaction. In fact, Hang Jun also listened to the so-called substitution in the audience during the competition. Those who were replaced also came to watch the game.

It's just that Hang Jun didn't pay much attention to it at that time. Looking back now, Hang Jun felt a little embarrassed, and didn't know how the person who was robbed of his quota was feeling.

"So, the blogger means that there is indeed an inside story here?"

"I just went to investigate. There is indeed a discussion about this matter in the forum of Fengdi Club."

"Anything new?"

"It is said that a spot in the Fengdi club was originally reserved for another archery genius."

"A genius in archery? How talented is he? Can he compare to Su Baitian?"

"I don't know, what if?"

"I don't quite understand. Since Su Bai is so good at archery, why doesn't he become an athlete? Do he have to come to the entertainment circle?"

"Because he makes a lot of money, and you don't look at his face. Now there are a bunch of small fans who are dying. Being a star is too fast to make money. Being an athlete has to train boringly every day. A fool knows how to do it." choose?"

Seeing the situation getting worse, Bei He immediately informed Song Huan of the situation.

Beihe was worried, "I suspect there is a navy behind this."

But who did Su Bai offend?Is it worth it for others to mess with him like this?

So what if he was more beautiful?The most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is handsome men and beautiful women.

As for?

"Of course." After Song Huan found out about this, he didn't delay much, and first asked someone to contact a larger marketing account to prevent them from making a fuss about this issue.

As for himself, he just got off the plane and is on his way to the set.

Most of the filming of "Lonely Smoke in the Desert" was on-site, and Song Huan also had something to discuss with Meng Wen'an, so he rushed over.

Who knew that Song Huan had no choice but to go to work as soon as the plane landed.

After explaining to the PR team at the studio, Song Huan finally rushed to the hotel where the crew stayed.

Su Bai's scenes are not too many, but most of them are more important. Shang Yujun didn't arrange the filming too quickly for him, but let Su Bai watch while filming.

The crew has officially started work for several days. In the past few days, what Su Bai was most impressed with was Shang Yujun's loud curse voice. The day when the film was first started was Shang Yujun's most gentle day.

Su Bai did not come from a major. Before coming to this world, the only dramas he knew that had anything to do with acting were human dramas. Before he encountered the natural disaster, Su Bai had seen human dramas. Performance, this novel art fascinated Su Bai, and even directed and acted a piece of elf history with friends who were also interested in it.

Elves have a long lifespan, which allows them enough time to thoroughly study their hobbies, and elves have unique conditions in art. The combination of the two makes people think of those sung poems when they mention elves. .

It's a pity that the natural disaster came too suddenly, and there was too little time left for Su Bai. He had to grow up and take on the burden of nurturing and awakening the mother tree.

When Song Huan came to the set, Su Bai was sitting obediently on the mat, holding a sketchbook in his hand, watching Shang Yujun cursing intently.

Song Huan glanced at the sketchbook, and said in a surprised tone, "Can you still draw?"

Hearing Song Huan's voice, Su Bai turned his head, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Song, why are you here?"

Song Huan raised his eyebrows and joked, "Why, I'm not welcome?"

Su Bai glanced at Meng Wen'an who was communicating with the director, and the actors around them were giving Meng Wen'an a grateful look.

In this situation, Meng Wenan dared to pluck the tiger's whiskers.

"Ahem!" Song Huan coughed a few times, drawing Su Bai's attention back, "Xiaobai, have you read the news on the Internet?"

"No." Su Bai said, "Brother Meng told me to watch more movies and books when I have time, and you will take care of things on the Internet."

After finishing speaking, Su Bai asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Song Huan sighed and asked, "It's not a big deal. I can solve it. I just came to you to understand the situation."

Speaking of this, Song Huan's expression suddenly became serious, "Xiaobai, I hope you won't hide the question I'm going to ask next."

The pen in Su Bai's hand stopped, and under Song Huan's lead, he unconsciously became serious, "What's the problem?"

"You went to participate in the archery competition before, how did you get the quota?" Song Huan said seriously, "It's okay, you tell me the truth, I know it in my heart, so I can help you better."

Although he was puzzled as to why Song Huan would ask this question, Su Bai still thought about it for a while, organized his words and said, "A person who doesn't know why, insists on betting with me, and if he says I win, he will give up his place in the competition." Give me."

Song Huan was taken aback, "No, he, why did that person insist on betting with you?"

Su Bai was also at a loss, "I don't understand either."

Su Bai wasn't pretending to be stupid, he really didn't understand how "unworthy" his words sounded to others.

Although that sentence was just stating a fact to Su Bai.

Su Bai really never thought that he would lose to others in archery.

Song Huan didn't dwell on it any longer, but decided to go to Luo Xiao to ask about the more specific situation. It would be better if there was monitoring.

"By the way, do you know this person?"

What Song Huan showed Su Bai was a selfie sent by Hang Jun himself.

After seeing Hang Jun's photo, Su Bai paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, after a while, he nodded very firmly, "I know him!"

"Know him?" Song Huan was delighted, "Have you had any conflicts with him before?"

Su Bai shook his head and nodded again.

Song Huan was confused by his behavior, "Is there or not?"

"This person is very annoying." Su Bai's nose wrinkled, "Using flashlights to interfere with me during my competition."

what?

Before Song Huan could ask another question, Su Bai raised his chin slightly, his tone full of complacency, "But I still won the championship."

In the face of absolute strength, all small moves are paper tigers.

Suddenly, Su Bai's slightly raised chin was gently scratched a few times by the extended fingers.

When the pads of his fingers touched the skin of his chin, he felt itchy slightly, Su Bai couldn't help shrinking, and looked at Meng Wen'an at the side accusingly.

Meng Wen'an didn't know when he had finished speaking with the director, and walked over. He stretched out his right hand, rubbing his index finger and thumb lightly. He had the illusion that his fingertips still had the other's body temperature.

Facing Su Bai's accusing gaze, Meng Wen'an's Adam's apple rolled, and he said with a light smile, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while."

Because, the Su Bai just now looked really cute, like a triumphant kitten.

"Is there something wrong?" When facing Song Huan, Meng Wen'an returned to his taciturn appearance.

Song Huan has long been used to it. After explaining the matter clearly with a few words, he said, "I will deal with it as soon as possible."

Meng Wen'an frowned, he found his phone, took a look at it, and called Luo Xiao directly, and at the same time gave Song Huan a disgusted look, "Wait for you to deal with it, the day lily is cold.