Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang shrugged, glanced at the busy lighting technicians and props team backstage, and said in a low voice: "No matter how busy you are, you have to take time to watch the champion's birth, right? After all, this year's "Super Girl" has produced many potential new stars."

Marry Yang said with a slightly tired look: "I have been really busy these days. After the finals, Super Girl will come to an end. I must take a good rest for a few days."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "I see you are tired but happy. With the great success of directing Super Girl, you are now a popular program director in China."

Marry Yang said sadly, "When I think about the premiere of the "Summer Country Good Voice" you planned, the first season will last for 80 days. I will be so busy again that I will be exhausted."

AI generates beautiful pictures of Marry

"Sister Marry, I'm afraid you won't be idle this year. You are highly regarded by the leaders of the station. After successfully directing "The Voice of Xiaguo", I believe that you will be the chief director of the "Spring Festival Gala" of Hainan Satellite TV at the end of the year."

Marry Yang said with a smile: "If I become the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala of Hainan TV, you must perform on the Spring Festival Gala."

Lin Lang said confidently: "I will write a few skits and crosstalk scripts for you, and recommend a few actors to perform. I will definitely help you greatly increase the ratings and praise of the language programs of this year's Hainan Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala."

"Oh? Is that true? Can you also write sketches and crosstalk scripts?" Marry Yang was skeptical.

Lin Lang replied in a catchphrase: "I am not talented, but I know a little bit about everything. I know a little bit about crosstalk, skits, singing, and comedy. I know a little bit about them all."

Marry Yang covered her mouth and laughed: "I think you are bragging!"

"Hey... Sister Marry, you don't believe it, right?"

"Then Ben Shuai will send the scripts of the sketches "Small Hammer 40, Big Hammer 80", "Not Short of Money", "Goddess and Female Tomboy", "Help or Not", and "Catering to Someone's Taste" to your email address later."

"Take a look at the skits I wrote to see if they are humorous and funny, and have the artistic value and profound meaning to be performed on the Spring Festival Gala." Lin Lang wanted to get the skits that would be popular in the future to the 2000 Shanghai Spring Festival Gala in advance, so as to follow the path of others and leave them with no way to go.

Marry Yang exclaimed: "No way? You can really write skits and crosstalk scripts?"

Lin Lang shook his hair exaggeratedly and said pretentiously: "I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit."

Marry Yang smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll see if you have any talent. In addition to writing novels and planning talent shows, you also have the ability to write skits and crosstalk scripts."

Lin Lang noticed that Marry Yang's headset cord was a little tangled, so he raised his hand as if to help her tidy it up, but before his fingertips touched her hair, Marry Yang took a half step back to avoid it.

"Honey, there are a lot of people backstage at the production team, be careful not to be seen by others." Marry Yang reminded in a soft voice with a loving look in her eyes.

Lin Lang jokingly whispered: "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

Marry Yang whispered back, "If my colleagues at the station see this, there will definitely be gossip. I don't want rumors to spread that I'm having an affair with you, the CEO of the co-organizer, and that I relied on you to get promoted."

As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member came over quickly: "Director Yang! There's a sudden malfunction in the equipment in the contestant waiting area, and the technical team is repairing it!"

Marry Yang immediately switched to work mode, and before turning around to leave, she turned back and reminded him, "Director Lin, go to the VIP seats to watch the game, don't wander around backstage."

"Okay, go and get busy." Lin Lang looked at Marry Yang's hurried back and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Lang was about to leave the backstage of the program when he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the prop room through his passive skill [Super Hearing], accompanied by a girl's painful groan.

“Ouch…it hurts!”

Lin Lang walked over and pushed the door open, only to find a young girl in a contestant's uniform. Her right foot was injured by an accidentally dropped prop box. She was slumped on the ground, crying in pain.

The girl's scattered hair was as black and smooth as silk, with a few strands sticking messily to her flushed cheeks, trembling slightly with her rapid breathing.

The pearl hairpin at the end of her hair was crooked and about to fall, making her palm-sized little face look even more charming.

The contestant uniform she was wearing was a little wrinkled, but it couldn't hide her slender waist. Her collarbone was still covered with dust from the prop box that fell, like butterfly wing powder that accidentally stained the snow.

"Are you okay?" Lin Lang quickly stepped forward to move the prop box away, then squatted down to check the girl's injuries.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Huo Siyan

When the girl raised her head, her curved willow-leaf eyebrows were twisted into a delicate knot under her plump forehead, her pink lips were white from biting them in pain, and her watery eyes reflected the faint light coming in from outside the door, as if they were hiding two pools of clear springs that were about to overflow.

“Ouch… It hurts!” Huo Siyan looked up in panic, her wet almond eyes met Lin Lang’s gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.

Lin Lang's hand paused as he moved the prop box away, and bumped into Huo Siyan's pair of watery almond eyes. Lin Lang's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, "Fuck, isn't this the future famous actress Huo Siyan?!"

I have to say, Huo Siyan looked so pure and damn beautiful at the peak of her beauty!

That proud little figure with a protruding front and a curved back is simply amazing!

[Name: Huo Siyan]

【Gender: Female】

[Blood type: A]

[Age: 20 years old]

[Height: 165 cm]

[Weight: 52.5 kg]

【Overall score of body and appearance: 9.2 points】

【Kyoto People】

[Unmarried and without boyfriend]

【Occupation: Sophomore at Kyoto Dance Academy】

[Currently one of the top ten female singers in the 2000 "Super Girl" contest, she will compete for the first, second and third place in the finals that night.]

[Desire entry: A straightforward Kyoto girl, whose mother's early death forced her to grow up quickly, forming a "hard-working" character. She is a combination of purity and desire, and she longs to become famous and become a star.]

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you check your foot injury."

As Lin Lang spoke, he quickly helped Huo Siyan take off her high-heeled shoe on her right foot. It was visibly that the instep of her right foot, which had been injured by the impact, was bruised and swollen.

"Ugh... it hurts! It will be my turn as the next contestant to perform soon. What should I do?" Huo Siyan's delicate crying gave Lin Lang goose bumps.

When Lin Lang saw Huo Siyan's wet almond eyes filled with tears looking at him, his heartbeat unconsciously began to speed up.

He gently massaged Huo Siyan's feet, which were wearing flesh-colored stockings, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I know the techniques of traditional Chinese medicine. I can massage you and it won't hurt. It won't affect your competition."

Huo Siyan looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes and said weakly, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be Lin Lang, the boss of this year's Super Girl competition co-organizer, right?"

"Yes, do you know me?" Lin Lang continued to gently massage Huo Siyan's red and swollen instep.

Huo Siyan bit her red lips and said with a fluttering heart, "You often appear on TV and in the news, of course I know you! I don't want my foot injury to affect my performance and miss the opportunity to sign a contract with Wheatfield Music."

Lin Lang looked at the pure and lovely Huo Siyan, his mind unconsciously thought of the charming and proud figure in the movies she starred in later, and he began to have some bad thoughts about Huo Siyan.

While massaging Huo Siyan's feet, Lin Lang said solemnly, "Don't worry, this is just a small episode before the game. You should perform well on the stage later."

Huo Siyan was touched by Lin Lang's gentle foot massage. She pouted shyly and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, but my feet still hurt!"

"I'll massage you a few more times and the pain will go away immediately!" Lin Lang gave a kind and charming smile.

Huo Siyan was lost in Lin Lang's clear and deep eyes. She was a little infatuated with him. Her heart was beating wildly, but she said anxiously, "The contestants on the stage are almost done singing. After the judges and the audience give their scores, it will be my turn to go on stage soon."

Lin Lang really wanted to kiss Huo Siyan's feet, but he resisted the urge to do so.

Lin Lang lowered his eyes to look at Huo Siyan's red and swollen ankle. When he touched the affected area with his fingertips, he felt her subconscious shrinking.

The moment Lin Lang secretly used the [Healing Hands] skill, a glimmer of golden light that only Lin Lang could see slowly seeped out from his palm and penetrated into his skin texture like melted honey.

The redness and swelling on Huo Siyan's ankle faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her slightly wrinkled face gradually relaxed.

"Eh...it doesn't seem to hurt anymore!"

Huo Siyan looked at her right foot whose redness and swelling had miraculously subsided, and her eyes suddenly widened, her Caroline-like pupils filled with disbelief.

Then, Huo Siyan looked up at Lin Lang who was gently massaging her feet. She opened her cherry lips slightly to reveal her pearly teeth, like a frightened deer, "Wow! Mr. Lin, you are so awesome!"

Lin Lang's slender fingers gently grasped Huo Siyan's small feet, and shook them gently with bewitching tenderness: "Does it still hurt like this?"

Lin Lang's warm breath swept across her toes, causing Huo Siyan's ears to turn slightly red.

She shook her head repeatedly, and the pearl hairpin on the end of her hair swayed slightly: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, there is no pain at all!"

Lin Lang picked up the high-heeled shoes placed aside and gently put them on Huo Siyan. His fingertips accidentally brushed the inside of her ankle, causing Huo Siyan to tremble all over.

"Go ahead, prepare well for the competition, come on!" Lin Lang stood up and looked down at the pure and lovely Huo Siyan, with a strong possessiveness in his eyes, and made a move to reach out and pull her up.

Huo Siyan raised her little hand and held Lin Lang's warm palm. After being pulled up by Lin Lang, she tried to take two steps. As she turned, her skirt fluttered like a blooming camellia.

After confirming that her feet were intact, Huo Siyan turned to Lin Lang and smiled sweetly: "Boss Lin, thank you so much!" After that, she bowed solemnly, and the fragrance of her hair mixed with the unique sweet breath of a young girl came to her face.

Lin Lang smiled gently and said, "You're welcome. It will be your turn to perform on stage soon. Go and wait in the wings!"

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Lin! Hehe..."

Looking at Huo Siyan's back as she trotted away with her skirt lifted up, Lin Lang leaned against the door frame and chuckled.

Huo Siyan's pair of lively almond eyes and her sweet smile were enough to charm the amorous Brother Lang. It seemed that another beautiful girl was about to appear, and from now on, she would have to suffer Brother Lang's love.

Lin Lang raised his right hand and smelled the fingers that had massaged Huo Siyan's feet. The corners of his lips curled up with a determined arc, "This thorny rose will be planted in my harem garden sooner or later."