But the reason why Shen Kong never contacted Han Li... there was another very important reason.
—He is really a newbie when it comes to being kept.
His previous words and deeds were basically determined by imitating Meng Mingxuan's previous acting and interview clips, combined with his chat records with others. Therefore, Shen Kong roughly knew the relationship between Meng Mingxuan and his agent and the media, but he was The way the benefactor spoke... Shen Kong couldn't figure out the way, and Meng Mingxuan had never been fostered before, so there was no template for him to imitate.
Shen Kong frowned subconsciously. Before he could think of what to do, his phone suddenly rang.
The caller ID on the phone screen flashes along with the ringtone:
President Han, President.
Shen Kong: "..."
Well, it seems he probably saved it when he was drunk.
The phone buzzed and vibrated in the palm of his hand. Shen Kong took a deep breath, opened the screen of the phone with his thumb, and connected the call.
Han Li's deep and restrained voice came from the receiver:
"Arrived at e-market?"
Shen Kong spent three seconds thinking about what voice to use when speaking to the sponsor, and finally decided to play it safe:
"right… "
As soon as the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized that his attitude seemed to be too cold and distant, so he subconsciously stopped the words and then made a 180-degree turn:
"-Honey?"
Han Li: "..."
Shen Kong: "..."
There was an eerie silence on both sides of the microphone.
Shen Kong relied on his tempered shamelessness to hold up the scene. He cleared his throat and added the next half of the sentence calmly:
"—Dear Mr. Han."
After being silent for a long time, Han Li on the other end of the phone finally spoke in a subtle tone:
"... Hmm... your title is quite unique."
"Yes, after all, this is the only way to express my gratitude and admiration for you."
Shen Kong made up lies without a red face, and then quickly changed the topic: "Mr. Han, why are you calling me so late? What's the matter?"
The voice on the other side of the microphone also regained its composure:
"Nothing, I just want to see if you are satisfied with the current resources?"
Shen Kong answered very quickly: "Of course, I am very satisfied. Thank you Mr. Han for your cultivation."
"Huh?" Han Li's deep voice rose slightly, and he uttered a puzzled syllable: "Why don't you call me dear Mr. Han now?"
Shen Kong: "..."
"...Thank you dear Mr. Han for your cultivation."
Han Li's slightly smiling voice came from the other side of the phone: "So, now you enjoy the benefits of being taken care of as mentioned on the Internet?"
Shen Kong was silent for a long time.
This sentence is really familiar.
He vaguely remembered that when he was drunk, it seemed—it seemed—it seemed he had actually said such a thing
Shen Kong: "..."
So why did this kid become so annoying when he grew up?
After hanging up the phone, there was a smile on Han Li's face that had not yet dissipated. His aggressive and handsome facial features seemed to have been softened a little. His dark eyes were like a deep lake sparkling under the moonlight. The sharp edges and corners are also somewhat smoothed.
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door of his office twice.
"Come in."
Han Li put the phone that was still warm in his hand on the table, crossed his thin knuckles, and looked up at the door.
Zhao Yun walked in with a large pile of documents in his arms. He adjusted his glasses. When his eyes fell on Han Li's face, he couldn't help being slightly stunned and said in disbelief:
"...Boss, are you in a good mood today?"
He put the document in his hand on Han Li's desk, winked at him teasingly, and asked with some gossip:
"Is it because of the little star you kept recently?"
On the eve of Han Li being forcibly sent abroad, he shut down most of the companies under his name, leaving only Puzzel for Zhao Yun to manage and manage. It was also another level of survival by cutting off the tail, so eight people abroad Over the years, Han Li did not completely break away from the domestic market and situation, but secretly expanded his contacts and resources by giving remote instructions to Zhao Yun, so that he could quickly take advantage after returning to China.
And Zhao Yun is basically his subordinate who has been with him the longest.
Han Li returned to his previous calm expression:
"What? You don't know that Meng Mingxuan was sent by Han Zizhuo?"
Zhao Yun laughed twice, and then suddenly became serious:
"But I haven't seen you so relaxed for a long time - it seems that little star is quite capable. Boss, you must not be fascinated by his ecstasy soup..."
Looking at Han Li's dark eyes that were neither angry nor happy, Zhao Yun's voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally swallowed his words.
Han Li tapped his knuckles on the table twice, making a clear knocking sound, and said indifferently:
"It's just a joke."
Then, before Zhao Yun could say anything else, Han Li glanced at him indifferently, with an obvious threat in his cold voice:
"You have time to think about this, why not think about how things are being handled in the east? You don't want your year-end bonus to go to waste, right?"
Zhao Yun grew tired. He turned around and walked out, secretly cursing as he walked:
—Lending out the private jet just for fun
Ghost letter oh.
At five o'clock the next day, when the sky was still dark and dark, the shooting started.
The program team raided the rooms where the guests lived one by one - of course, these were all done with the celebrities in advance to avoid making a fool of themselves or having their privacy leaked.
Only when they attacked Meng Mingxuan's room did they encounter some trouble.
Angry at getting up, he angrily threw a pillow and hit the camera, causing the filming to be interrupted unexpectedly.
Although there were some twists and turns, all six guests were successfully woken up in the end.
The new assistant Xiao Lin frightened and glanced at the gloomy face of Shen Kong Low Pressure with his peripheral vision, and then quickly lowered his head before he looked over, as if the sun and the moon were dim and he wanted to cry without tears. He felt as if he could already watch the program broadcast. Hot search after the release -
# Meng Ming Xuan plays a big name # # Meng Ming Xuan stinky face #
After a simple breakfast, a few people got on the bus to their destination. The program crew took out a big bag on the bus, and then said to the celebrities in a friendly manner: "Please put all communication equipment, Put electronic products and valuables in the bag, thank you for your cooperation.”
Several celebrities looked at each other, and saw a gloomy cloud on each other's faces - they were on a pirate ship.
But now we can only cooperate.
The program team encountered another snag with Meng Mingxuan.
I saw him frowning reluctantly, and then he was unwilling to hand over the phone in a rogue manner. After the kind words of other celebrities, he finally reluctantly threw the phone into the bag, but the look on his face His expression became even worse, and he didn't even have a good expression when talking to the program staff.
After all this fuss, the impression of Meng Mingxuan among the guests in the car dropped again and again.
He has the lowest qualifications in the entire program group. His most representative works are a few web dramas and a "Guiyuan Tower" that has not yet started filming. He also has the worst reputation online, not to mention that he has been supported and financed into the group. rumors, and in this kind of variety show that specializes in selling upright people to endure hardships, with the microscope of netizens, you can definitely find 800 loopholes, and you dare to do it so blatantly... It is simply too blind. .
If it weren't for the support of plastic love in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the guests to even maintain a basic polite smile towards Meng Mingxuan.
Shen Kong, on the other hand, was sitting comfortably in the back of the bus alone, holding his cheeks with his palms, happily looking at the unpredictable scenery outside the bus, with an obscure smile on his lips.
—Plan pass.
After riding the bus for nearly three hours, we finally arrived at our destination.
The guests got out of the car and couldn't help but scream in surprise.
In front of you is a dense and strong primitive jungle.
The roots of the thick trees are twisted, almost as thick as a few people's arms. The dense branches and leaves weave into a huge dome above the head, like a green canopy, with a rough and savage beauty, without any external interference. They grow wantonly, competing for air and moisture, and eventually weave and intertwine into an inseparable whole. Countless long vines and air roots hang down from the top of the head, intertwining into a dense and airtight network.
This is a completely different kind of city, pure wild charm.
Shen Kong was the last one to get out of the car. His fingers on the metal door frame were slightly tightened, and his steps stopped subconsciously.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The fresh air poured into his nostrils, and the scent mixed with earth and rotting leaves was so familiar, as if it was deeply engraved in his bone marrow and genes.
Shen Kong lifted the strap of his backpack, and then jumped down the escalator of the bus. The hard soles of his boots sank into the soft humus, and every step seemed to step on his memories.
He looked up at the dense branches and leaves above his head, looking through the gaps between the leaves to the clear sky, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, a voice not far ahead interrupted Shen Kong's contemplation.
It turned out that the instructor asked everyone to walk forward.
Their goal this time was not only to survive in the Yunwu Mountains for seven days, but also to climb out of this primitive jungle within these seven days.
The program team put a map in each of their backpacks and marked the route. Shen Kong looked through it last night and compared it. The jungle was huge, but the program team chose the shortest one. And the least dangerous route is equivalent to making a narrow and short cut from the outside. Although it is said to be "climbing through the primitive jungle", it is actually just a gimmick. They just passed the edge of the jungle.
However, even so, the number of miles needed to travel every day should not be underestimated - especially for these celebrities who never leave their homes.
Shen Kong followed the large army and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The jungle ahead was dark and deep, as if it represented an unknown territory. The road they were traveling on was not smooth. Because they were walking into the Yunwu Mountains, they were climbing all the time. In addition, the humus on the ground was several meters thick. and huge tree roots, which are a challenge for anyone without professional training, so the speed of the entire team is not very fast.
Shen Kong walked second to last in the entire team.
He didn't rush forward in a hurry, nor did he fall to the last place. He just slowly maintained the least prominent position. Behind him, a little behind was Ran Wan. Her physical strength seemed to be the weakest in the entire team. Yes, she was originally walking in third place, but slowly fell behind to the last place.
Her fair and beautiful face was stained with some traces of mud, and her cheeks became red due to exercise, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.
The survival instructor who was following the team to prevent anyone from falling behind came forward and asked her in a low voice about her physical condition.
Ran Wan gritted her teeth, showed a smile on her face, and said breathlessly:
"It's okay, I can still hold on."
Shen Kong turned his head and glanced at her, suddenly having a plan in mind.
He slowed down his pace to be parallel to the instructor, reached out and pulled the instructor's sleeve, his face wrinkled, and he said pitifully:
"Instructor, my feet hurt. When can we rest?"
The instructor glanced at him in surprise and frowned tightly: "It's not even eleven o'clock yet. We've only been walking for an hour and a half. Why are you starting to feel tired? Ran Wan, a girl, can do this." Hold on, why are you such a grown man so incapable of enduring hardship?"
Meng Mingxuan was still struggling: "I think I twisted my ankle when I stepped over the root of the tree just now. It really hurts. Instructor, please tell me when we can rest."
The instructor was annoyed by him: "A few kilometers further will be the river. We will camp there for lunch."
Shen Kong was satisfied and stopped asking any more questions, but when he turned around, the instructor pulled him back:
"Wait a minute, didn't you say you sprained your foot? This is very serious. Take off your shoes and come to me for a look. I have to ensure that your subsequent actions are not in danger."
Shen Kong: "..."
If I had known, I would have changed my reason just now.
But Shen Kong then thought: wouldn't this be better!
Just because he was lazy and lied about his sprained foot and hindered the team's progress - it couldn't be more perfect.
So he calmly found a stone to sit down on, took off his right boot, and let the instructor's fingers pinch his ankle.
Because of his accident, the entire team had to stop and wait. Sure enough, two minutes later, the instructor stood up with a frown and said, "Your foot is fine. Are you sure your sprain is injured?"
Meng Mingxuan hesitated and was speechless.
The other five celebrities all looked at him with unkind expressions, and even the most cultivated Duan Mingcheng couldn't help but have a rare trace of disgust flash across his face.
At this moment, Shen Kong suddenly caught a glimpse of an unusual movement—
Because Ran Wan was too tired, she raised her hand to climb on the tree trunk beside her. A large brown snake coiled on the thick branch was making an attacking posture, slowly shrinking its body, with its pointed triangular head. Lifting it up, its body is covered with deadly and complicated spotted patterns. This pattern distinguishes it from other non-venomous snakes and also makes it perfectly blend into the surrounding environment. It is almost the same as the brown dry tree trunk wrapped around the snake's body. The fusion makes it so invisible that it is extremely difficult for other predators to detect it.
Not to mention that everyone's eyes are still focused on him.
Even the two survival instructors focused their attention on him, a patient pretending to have a sprained foot.
-The snake raised its neck and opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs.
In the flash of lightning, Shen Kong didn't have time to think carefully. He flipped his wrist, grabbed the knife he had always kept at hand, and threw it at the poisonous snake with skillful and swift movements.
Silver light flashed.
The saber flew past Ran Wan's cheek and inserted deeply into the wooden stake with a "duh" sound.
The hair on Ran Wan's cheeks was blown up by the strong wind. She had a blank look on her face. It took several seconds before she finally screamed: "Ahhh!"
Everyone was stunned on the spot, staring dumbfounded at what was happening on the field.
Only the instructor reacted quickly. He stood up and ran quickly behind Ran Wan. When he saw the situation behind her, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
This time he finally saw the big snake wrapped around the branch beside Ran Wan. Its thick and colorful snake body looked particularly scary in the light.
The knife was accurately inserted into the seven inches of the snake, without deflecting an inch or moving. It penetrated the entire body of the snake and nailed it to the tree trunk. The handle of the knife was even trembling slightly due to the remaining force. With.
The author has something to say: Shen Kong: "..."
How can I save my carefully crafted persona? Waiting online, urgent
—Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who cast [Deep Water Torpedo]: Mainly attacking but not attacking and controlling, not controlling, 1 hi;
Thanks to the little angel who threw [Grenade]: mainly attacking but not attacking and controlling, and 1 of Xi, Mu Shi, and Mo Mingqiao;
Thanks to the little angels who threw [landmines]: Xiao Liang, have you read the article today, Xiao Hei, Crispy Duck Lover, nannnnnnnnan, Mo Mingqiao 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:
20 bottles of Elk Le and Shen Jingyuan; 14 bottles of Half Caterpillar; 13 bottles of Lone Star Frost; 10 bottles of Ye Zhou; 6 bottles of Yuebai Feibai; 5 bottles of Yanke and Qingyu; 3 bottles of Hahahahahaha; I want Meet a beam of light, Weichen, Nanshan, Qianzhuan, Weilan 2 bottles; Shilijiu, piste9, Muying Wanqiu, Shen Kong, Dinghe, From now on, Huizhe, Chen Sanghaha, Taowei 1 bottle ;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!