Song Yucheng didn't see the man's appearance until he walked in, and then he was taken aback for a moment. Those little stars in the circle are all good-looking, but this man, just by his temperament, compared them all. The most conspicuous thing is the tear mole at the corner of his eye, that position makes people want to kiss it.
System: Wow! Beauty sent thousands of miles away!
Song Yucheng: ...
What about the good harmony words? Even thousands of miles to send this can pass. The awareness of the degree of violence in his own system deepened again, Song Yucheng simply blocked it, and at the same time quickly searched the original body's memory, but found that there was no such person at all.
So, who is this man? The vigilance in Song Yucheng's heart suddenly rose. And the man who was waiting for him to come back just rightly introduced his background.
"Hello, is this Song Yucheng?" The man's magnetic voice is surprisingly pleasant, and his tone of voice also reveals a special charm. Song Yucheng thought about it, a bit like the standard old B City people.
"You are?" Song Yucheng asked on the surface, but in his heart he felt that he probably knew who this person was. Although the original body has never seen him before, but with his age, bearing, and accent, plus he knows such a name, only the cousin with golden thighs behind Cao Kun, Lu Mian.
When Song Yucheng participated in the screenwriting competition, he planned to get in touch with Lu Mian, but unexpectedly, Lu Mian came too fast and too suddenly.
Sure enough, the man's next words verified his thoughts.
It was really Lu Mian, he came here for one thing, it was the script that Song Yucheng sent to the essay call.
System: Awesome! Lu Mian fell in just two episodes, a peerless writer! [Call hard]
Song Yucheng: ... I don't really want this kind of careless pursuit.
Unable to resist blocking the system again, Song Yucheng turned to face Lu Mian: "Let's go upstairs and talk." After speaking, he took the lead upstairs.
Will it be too hasty? Lu Mian frowned first, but followed quickly, and at the same time memorized the house number very neatly. But my heart began to churn non-stop.
In fact, from the moment Song Yucheng first appeared, Lu Mian could be sure that Song Yucheng was the person who often appeared in his dreams. Although the age is wrong, the occupation is also very different. But as long as you see it, you know it must be him.
Song Yucheng's room is very clean, so clean that even the floor can be used as a mirror. The only thing that is quite lively is the doraemon placed at the foot of the table, and a few packs of cheese and butter flavored potato chips.
Lu Mian couldn't help but look at Song Yucheng more, with a faint smile on his face.
Song Yucheng saw his teasing, and explained: "He has a child under him, and he likes these things."
"..." So you still like to take care of children? Lu Mian was in a delicate mood, but he still didn't show it on his face.
After all, when it comes to work, both Song Yucheng and Lu Mian are quite professional. After hearing Lu Mian's request to know the direction of the plot, Song Yucheng even more generously led people into the study room, turned on the computer... now writing.
"..." Lu Mian was shocked by his unconventional playing of cards. But then, two hours later, Lu Mian looked at the first unit written by Song Yucheng, and felt that he had really found a treasure.
Song Yucheng's words naturally have a sense of substitution. Every description of the scene, every sentence of dialogue, easily gives people an immersive feeling. It's easy to get addicted to it just by watching it. And his plot is what surprised Lu Mian the most.
Suspense dramas have always tested the ability of screenwriters, but Song Yucheng's skills are so profound that he can't imagine. Those wonderful secret room settings, clever but mysterious detectives, and villains, but extraordinarily attractive murderers.
Every episode has enough climax points. That kind of creepy sense of suspense, just by watching, you can imagine how amazing it will be after shooting.
Lu Mian looked at Song Yucheng with surprise in his eyes, and felt that Song Yucheng was like an endless treasure that could never be dug out to the end.
"I think we can start discussing the cooperation matters. Also, when is it convenient for you to meet next time?" Lu Mian was eager to make a decision.
"Maybe we have to wait." Song Yucheng refused.
"Why?"
"Because of a little trouble." Song Yucheng couldn't help laughing for a while, and then said to Lu Mian, "It's not a big deal, but it will take some time to clean up the tail."
"What's the trouble?" Thinking of Song Yucheng's smell of alcohol when he came back, Lu Mian instinctively became nervous.
"I gave a small combo of essential oils to the second prince, so now he might want to kill me." Song Yucheng laughed while talking, his beautiful eyebrows completely stretched out, so good-looking that people can't take their eyes off.
Lu Mian looked at it, and his ears suddenly turned red. He really wants to say that I can help you solve it. But after all, it was the first meeting, so it would be a bit too abrupt.
And what is Fengyoujing
Lu Mian has been abroad all year round, so he is very unfamiliar with this word, but it does not prevent him from memorizing it first. After that, he carefully discussed other issues related to the script with Song Yucheng, and then he said goodbye to Song Yucheng and left with the script.
And Song Yucheng, according to what they discussed, put all the first unit written today on the screenwriter's essay writing website.
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As for Lu Mian who left, he was also on the way back.
Finally seeing the person in his dream, Lu Mian was in a good mood, and even the coldness on his body was much less.
After a while, he remembered the little trouble Song Yucheng said, and casually asked the secretary, "What is Fengyoujing?"
"It's a kind of topical medicine to repel mosquitoes and relieve itching. It's a household medicine." The secretary explained.
After listening to Lu Mian, he roughly understood what it was, but he still couldn't understand that Xiao Lun wanted to kill Song Yucheng because of the essential oil.
But after he went home and saw Cao Kun, he finally figured out the whole story from Cao Kun's gloating. Immediately, he became more and more sure that Song Yucheng was the person he was looking for.
Song Yucheng is the only one in the world who can do this kind of thing.
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Pushing back the time for half an hour, Song Yucheng finished his tossing and left contentedly. But Xiao Lun in the clubhouse was miserable.
Xiao Lun felt that all his face in this life was lost in this night.
He never expected that Song Yucheng could be so ruthless. A whole bottle of essential oil! The mouth of the bottle is so small, even if it is thrown out, it will take a while to shake it. But Song Yucheng seemed to be afraid that he would not die, and he could still work on it in a few minutes, and he didn't know how he did it. In just that moment, a whole bottle of Fengyoujing was all greeted in his little brother above.
The key point is that he just shot it, and the position is quite coincidental. He was showered from the most vulnerable place. Now, he feels that he has not only been passed by beauties from all over the world, but has been stepped on by grass mud horses all over the world.
The swelling and pain are not something a living person can bear. The key point is that Yan Qi and his grandsons didn't know if it was intentional or not, they just watched him from the sidelines, and didn't call the doctor until he was about to pass out.
There's a hospital right next to it, so why don't you send it directly! Damn, it was less than a hundred steps, and an ambulance was called.
But right now Xiao Lun didn't even have the energy to swear, he even felt that if he made trouble, he would become a eunuch.
Five long minutes passed, and when Xiao Lun was lying on the ambulance, he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation that he was about to be relieved.
However, he never expected that the hospital was not the beginning of salvation, but a greater humiliation coming.
After the doctor heard his question, a half-smile expression appeared on his face, very gloating. Then, when he was sent to the treatment room for treatment, behind the doctor, there were actually a few nurses who were interns.
"That's right, your situation is very rare, so we arranged for a trainee."
"..." Xiao Lun really wanted to lose his temper, but his descendants were still held in his hands. He was waiting for someone to save his life, so he had to endure it.
So, in the emergency room, a very ironic scene happened.
Xiao Lun's penis and balls, which were so swollen that it was almost impossible to tell what they were, were held in the hands of a middle-aged doctor in his fifties, and while cleaning them with some unknown transparent solution, he taught his neighbors Those young nurses.
"Have you seen it? If you encounter such an emergency in the future, don't panic, just use this ratio."
"The patient must be in pain, but the patient must be advised to be patient. Otherwise, it will be a lifetime thing to waste."
"By the way, the aftercare should also be careful, otherwise it will cause inflammation and ulceration of the testicular skin, which are very serious."
This sentence-by-sentence professional description was all slapped on Xiao Lun's face, and it was almost no different from telling Xiao Lun directly, "Ah! You, a wind oil essence, will definitely suffer, and if you don't do it well, you will lose your children and grandchildren."
Xiao Lun was already in pain and humiliation, and now he has nothing to love, and he feels that he might as well die like this.
"Fuck!!!! Hahahahaha, I'm dying laughing at this shit." The second princes who followed were laughing so hard that they were about to sit on the ground outside the disposal room. Even Yan Qi couldn't hold back anymore.
"Oh, thank you Qianchen, it's so interesting! Xiao Lun is having so much fun, I don't think he will come out again for two months, my God, have you seen the reactions of those little nurses? There is even a record book. "
"No, I'm going to die laughing. If I were Xiao Lun, I would definitely be impotent. So many people are watching Xidan, just thinking about it...hahahahahaha."
"All right, I'll go and call Kunzi. Just be silly! You have to bring Xiao Lun out. Now that something happened, do you think the Xiao family will let you go?"
"Then what's the matter? At worst, I will be scolded by Lao Tzu! I'm still afraid of this!"
"That's right, I'm happy to see Xiao Lun unlucky. This Xie Qianchen is so cool! Turn around and tell Kunzi, if he doesn't want him, give him to me. I like it, young master."
The more he talked, the more he said, Yan Qi couldn't listen anymore, so he turned around and left, but only Cao Kun.
He knew a little bit about Xiao Lun's temperament. Song Yucheng took revenge for a while, but Xiao Lun would not let it go, he had to talk to Cao Kun first.
I hope Song Yucheng is okay this time.
Yan Qi sighed, a little worried for him.
But as everyone knows, after receiving Yan Qi's call, Cao Kun laughed outright.
"Hahahaha, really? Woody Xie Qianchen still has this ability? Interesting, so interesting!" Cao Kun is a lord who fears that the world will not be chaotic, and the first reaction after hearing it is to be happy!
He has been oppressed by Xiao Lun for many years, not that Xiao Lun has much ability, at most he can pretend to be aggressive. They are all playing with little stars, Xiao Lun has no fewer people than Cao Kun, so why is Cao Kun a hungry wolf in the circle
This time I was happy, this grandson usually pretends to be pure and pure, and he will be completely pure and pure in the future. There was a bottle of Fengyoujing there, and I knew it would probably be useless for a while.
"Tsk! It would be even more enjoyable if it has been abolished." Cao Kun couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I know, I will take care of the rest. Xie Qianchen, then you don't need to say it. I know what you mean, save face I'll give you, this trouble, I'll solve it for him."
After Cao Kun finished speaking, he turned around and called his secretary: "Go back and call Xie Qianchen one million from my account, and tell me what I said. This move was beautiful, but there will be no next time."
After finishing speaking, Cao Kun switched to the WeChat group with great interest, and listened to the live broadcast of Xiao Lun's egg wash by those brothers.
At this moment, Song Yucheng was still awake on the other side. He had just sent Lu Mian away when he received a text message from Secretary Cao Kun. Seeing the extra one million in the account, Song Yucheng didn't even blink, and turned around to call his paparazzi senior, Yuan Yue.
"Qianchen?" Yuan Yue was still sleeping on the other end, and was surprised when she received the call.
"I have news for you, do you want to hear it?"
"Why is there another news?" Yuan Yue's heart jumped, and she immediately became worried. He knows this junior brother too well, he will go to the Three Treasure Hall for everything, and if he speaks, it will be a big deal.
Sure enough, after listening to the news, Yuan Yue was so frightened that she almost dropped her phone.
Song Yucheng was a bit too daring, even Xiao Lun dared to move directly, even with Cao Kun covering him, it was no different from playing with fire.
Yuan Yue's first reaction was to persuade him, but Song Yucheng's subsequent plan made him even more ridiculous. In the end, instead of convincing Song Yucheng, he was brainwashed by Song Yucheng.
"You... Forget it, if something happens, brother will carry it with you!" Yuan Yue sighed, and finally agreed to the matter.
He also knew in his heart that the reason why Song Yucheng did this was nothing more than for the sake of the two juniors back then. Thinking of that tragedy, Yuan Yue felt pain in his heart.
He really felt sorry for Song Yucheng. After all, the dead and the crazy are equally tragic, but the one who is awake and alive bears all the pain. Yuan Yue understood that Song Yucheng, who was left alone, was the one who would rather die than live.
He hesitated for a while, and finally said to Song Yucheng: "Qian Chen, senior brother knows that you feel uncomfortable. But that incident was not your fault, you did your best. Don't embarrass yourself so much."
"I don't." Song Yucheng's tone was very calm: "I won't embarrass myself, I will only embarrass those sinners!"
After speaking, he explained to the senior carefully, and then transferred all the one million that Cao Kun gave him before to the senior's account.
These dirty money should be used in appropriate places. Back then, Xiao Lun spent a million dollars to make the matter of his two juniors a hot search, pushing Luo Tong to the top, and by the way, he also publicized how fair and clean his entertainment company is. So today, he also used one million to put Xiao Lun on the trending list and expose him as a hypocrite!
Clean, they are all veterans of the unspoken rules in the circle, who can compare with others, where will they go
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It was night, while Cao Kun and the others were still chatting in the group, a question suddenly appeared on Zhihu, a well-known social Q&A website.
"How would it feel if you drip the essential oil on your little brother? Will all the beauties from all over the world really feel refreshed when they pass by here?"
In the beginning, it was just a routine question. Although it seemed a bit curious, Fengyoujing is an old meme, and most of the replies were jokes. But until a reply that the real body appeared on the scene appeared, the question suddenly became hot.
The point is that the person who replied anonymously was a bit too tough, he didn't even type codes, and he directly brought pictures to explode his experience. The beginning is to go to the clubhouse to find such exciting content of MB.
"Damn it! It's green, right? If you have the money, why don't you just play with it? Why do you get some essential oils?"
"It's exciting! But I still have to sigh, what a hero! A whole bottle, I respect him as a man for a drop, and a bottle is definitely an iron dick."
"I still don't believe it, but that belt convinced me. XX is a limited edition. It is said that there are only ten in Huaguo."
"Wait, if this is true..."
But the photos released later made people's desire for gossip deepen even more, and it turned out to be a photo of the treatment room.
The angle of the shot is just right. The old doctor leads a group of nurses and the oily man lying in the middle who washes eggs. Although his face is covered with mosaics, his clothes and movements are quite clear.
This is a real hammer, and it can basically be judged that this matter is definitely not green, or it is true. After all, even the name of the hospital has been photographed, and the three-dimensional information is so detailed that it is impossible to fake it.
So for a while, this question and answer became popular on Zhihu. Some melon eaters found it interesting, and couldn't help taking screenshots and posting them on Weibo. At first, I just thought it was too funny and wanted to share it with my relatives and friends. But later, this Weibo of his became so confusing.
In fact, not only this blogger, but even Cao Kun and Xiao Lun did not expect that Song Yucheng's revenge was not as simple as they imagined. Messing with Xiao Lun was already a big deal, but Song Yucheng dared to make it even bigger.
As if he was afraid that Xiao Lun would not die, he looked at the second Weibo trending search and headlines, and they all had the same content.
#A certain entertainment company boss late at night and MB playing wind oil essence admitted to the hospital#
The author has something to say:
System: My lord, will we really not be retaliated by Xiao Lun
Song Yucheng: How come? Xiao Lun has to thank us for being on the trending search without spending a penny!