The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

Lei Shenghu was slightly surprised, but when he sniffed it carefully, the strange fragrance disappeared.

The aura in the body also returned to normal.

Is it really an illusion?

Also.

Last month, on the Yaoshuo app, he pissed off a little mushroom spirit who claimed that his spiritual power was soaring.

Just a joke, how could there be such a strong aura in this big environment?

It's just that the aura is too poor, and it's just driving a little demon crazy...

Thinking of this, Lei Shenghu's heart was full of alarm bells.

Cultivation is only second.

There are old and young on him, and he must not go crazy like that little mushroom spirit.

What's more, he has something important to do today.

Stand up for his precious son!

Having figured this out, Lei Shenghu immediately waved away the illusion just now, and put on the bridge of his nose with super black sunglasses: "Let's go."

After Xiao Lizi finished chatting with those people, he immediately ran out and greeted him at the entrance of the studio.

From afar, I saw the chief producer walking towards a group of people.

I didn't see anything else, but I noticed the old, thick, golden... big gold chain on the neck of the burly uncle in the middle, shining brightly under the sun.

Change to a thin neck, maybe you will get cervical spondylosis.

……

Looking at the style of flaunting wealth in different ages but connected in the same vein, Xiao Lizi immediately came to a conclusion.

This must be Mr. Lei's father, Lei Shenghu, the famous boss' father, right?

Little Lizi didn't hesitate at all, Baba trotted forward, together with other staff members: "Mr. Lei."

Lei Shenghu hummed expressionlessly.

Little Lizi's heart skipped a beat. This reaction didn't look like he came to inspect, but rather to find fault!

Fortunately, at this time, a voice from heaven said: "Dad!"

A smile finally appeared on Lei Shenghu's ferocious face: "Look, son, dad said he would come to see you as soon as he finished the work, didn't he lie to you! How are you doing on the set these days?"

After finishing speaking, Chao'er winked.

Lei Yuanhao hurriedly said, "Very good, Director Guo Wang took good care of me, and everyone treated me very well."

Director Guo and the chief producer breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

This young master Lei usually looks unreliable, but he is quite sensible at critical moments, not bad.

Just thinking about it, Lei Yuanhao looked at his father in embarrassment, "But..."

Everyone looked at him in unison, their eyes alert.

Lei Yuanhao covered his stomach: "The working meals of our film crew are so good. I'm trying to lose weight now. How can I resist the temptation with such delicious food in front of my eyes!"

After speaking, he pretended to be distressed and sighed.

Hee hee hee.

He discussed it with his father early in the morning.

Song Yan, well, hey, I really can't pick any thorns.

His acting skills are online, he is polite and sincere to people, and he looks... weird, weird and good-looking.

And Lu's such a big backer.

Everything is good, except special edible...

After much deliberation, Lei Yuanhao decided to let his father start with this, so that this little idiot can't get enough to eat!

Hmph, when the time comes, he, Young Master Lei, will have to send twenty assistants!

Everyone holds a bowl of fragrant white rice in their hands, greedy him!

When he is so greedy, I will reluctantly give him a little bit.

No, no, you can't just give it to him, you have to call him good brother three times.

Lei Yuanhao thought happily, as if he had already seen the little rice bucket spirit next to him, drooling greedily, and softly calling him his good brother at the same time.

Think a little excited.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, his father immediately got up and raised his eyebrows: "I said why my son gained so much weight, it turned out to be a problem with your work meals! Look, how round is this face?" gone?"

So, everyone looked at Lei Yuanhao in unison.

Looking at his long and thin face, everyone's small eyes were full of big doubts.

Is this face round...?

Lei Shenghu said carelessly: "Which of you is in charge of this?"

Xiao Lizi has already seen the point, and weakly raised his hand: "Boss Lei, me."

Lei Shenghu: "Let me ask you, how many meals do you eat a day?"

Xiao Lizi continued weakly: "Four, four meals."

Lei Shenghu snorted, and walked towards the dining area with his big hands behind his back: "Hey, braised pork trotters, Dongpo pork, stewed beef brisket with potatoes, how you eat, can my son not get fat?"

His son interjected at the right time: "In addition to the four meals, we also have drinks and snacks in the morning and afternoon!"

"What!" Lei Shenghu frowned, and stared: "Is there such a thing?"

He turned his head to look at the chief producer, "Old Wang, take a look, is this for the actors? One by one, how do you get on camera when you get fat? Our crew is "Lingshi Love", not "Fat Stone" "Love", right? Tell me, what's the matter?"

Everyone: "..."

Ok, I see.

Isn't it for Song Yan?

After getting along these days, everyone can see Song Yan's appetite.

The smarter ones have come to their senses.

No wonder the crew's food is so good, it's because of Song Yan!

At this moment, seeing Mr. Lei insisting on the work meal, there is nothing he doesn't understand.

Thinking of this, everyone began to sympathize with Song Yan.

Hey, this poor little boy is going to be hungry again.

The chief producer looked embarrassed: "Boss Lei, this was appointed by Lu's side. You see, there is nothing we can do about it."

Lei Shenghu swaggered and sneered, and the gold necklace around his neck shook: "What do you mean? Ah?"

"What? He, the Lu family, is better than me, right?"

The chief producer complained endlessly, it was over, it seemed that the two fathers were really going to fight.

He hurriedly wiped off his sweat: "Oh Mr. Lei, where did you come from?"

Lei Shenghu: "Look down on my old Lei family, right?"

Chief Producer: "No, where did you say it went, hey..."

Lei Shenghu: "I tell you, I will take care of this matter!"

The employer's father had already talked about this, and the chief producer had no choice but to give up explaining, and tentatively asked: "So, Mr. Lei, what do you mean...?"

Lei Shenghu was satisfied, "Your crew has four meals a day, right?"

Chief Producer: "Yes."

Lei Shenghu waved his hand: "Change it for me!"

"Actors, you have to keep in shape, don't you? So-and-so movie queens, who eat a few apples a day, you guys are fine, give me four meals a day? Oh, how can it work! It has to be changed to—"

Except for the cool Lei Yuanhao, everyone sighed silently.

Not four meals but two meals?

It's nothing to them, the worst is to buy a deep-fried dough stick in the morning to make ends meet, but Song Yan will be miserable.

Just as Song Yan was mourning in silence, Lei Shenghu's voice stopped abruptly.

As soon as the big guy looked up, he saw Lei Shenghu's eyes wide open, looking in one direction.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw Song Yan, who had removed her makeup, come out of the corner of the dressing room.

Lei Yuanhao approached his father secretly, and complained in a low voice: "Dad, he is Song Yan."

After a few seconds, he didn't see any reaction from his father, Lei Yuanhao was puzzled, "Dad?"

Of course Lei Shenghu didn't respond.

He is in a dizzy state now, so he doesn't care about reacting or not!

In fact, he didn't see Song Yan at first, but suddenly smelled that strange, intoxicating sweet fragrance again.

It is stronger and more exciting than the taste just now.

It was as if the soul was trembling.

What made him tremble even more was the long-lost aura in his body.

Lei Shenghu had an incredible guess in his mind, he raised his head and looked at the source of the fragrance.

In the next second, a fair and beautiful child appeared around the corner.

His bones were slender, his shoulders were thin and narrow, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

The facial features are extremely delicate, and there is a small brown mole at the end of the eye, which adds a bit of vividness.

The boy raised his eyes, his pupils were black, and his eyes were pure and penetrating.

At that moment, Lei Shenghu's old heart seemed to be struck by lightning.

It seemed to be stagnant for a second, but then it kept picking and plopping.

Although his perception is far inferior to some monsters, he is still an old monster who has lived for a thousand years. Looking at the young man in front of him obsessively, his heart has already turned into a huge wave!

I drop that obediently!

This is the legendary demon king!

We Yaozu have waited for thousands of years!

In his lifetime, Leihuo was able to see His Highness himself with his own eyes.

Thanks to the blessings of the ancestors of Hutoubao.

Even if he dies, he will rest in peace, he has witnessed history!

Seeing him staring blankly at Song Yan with his tiger eyes, the chief producer always felt that the next second Mr. Lei was going to rush up and hit someone.

He leaned close to Mr. Lei's ear, and quickly raised his voice: "Mr. Lei!"

Only then did Lei Shenghu come back to his senses: "Ah? Where did I say?"

The chief producer coughed and coughed twice: "You said that four meals a day is not enough, you have to change it."

"Yes! Four meals a day is not acceptable," Lei Shenghu paused.

He excitedly circulated the extremely abundant spiritual power in his body, but he couldn't bear to move his eyes away from the little demon king.

Looking at this appearance, his little demon king is still a bastard without a form.

Zhenglong's body is pinched, how can four meals be enough!

He waved his hands proudly, "Two more meals! Six meals a day!"

Chief Producer: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone had already started to mourn for Song Yan, but they didn't expect to wait for such a magical turning point.

Add... plus... two... pauses...? ? ?

Is it because Song Yan won't have enough to eat?

The script is wrong!

Just as he was confused, he heard Lei Shenghu's smiling voice, "It's not enough to add any time, we're not short of money, ah."

Everyone continued: "..."

OK, confirmed.

Mr. Lei is afraid that Song Yan won't have enough to eat.

Lei Yuanhao stared blankly at his father's vicious face, and squeezed out a kind smile.

For a while, I was very confused.

Is Lao Lei dementia, or did he get the script wrong?

He was in a hurry, and quickly reminded him: "No, Dad, didn't we agree before—"

Before he could finish speaking, his father covered his mouth, "Uh...%￥%...&uh..."

Lei Shenghu gave his son a warning look, and then looked lovingly at the little highness who was walking towards him: "This is Song Yan, right?"

The alarm bells of all the staff rang again, and the chief producer bit the bullet: "Yes, Song Yan, this is President Lei."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Shenghu took a deep breath and rubbed his hands on his suit a few times before he took a step forward and carefully stretched out his hands, "Hello, I'm Lei Shenghu."

I don't know why, but everyone always feels that Mr. Lei at this moment is a little...humble?

Lei Yuanhao angrily pulled his father to the dressing room: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you follow the script?"

Lei Shenghu couldn't hear his son's speech at all, and could only recall the happy moment of shaking hands with the Little Demon King over and over again.

Lei Yuanhao: "..."

It seems that his father still doesn't know how his angels live!

So, he sighed: "Dad, do you know how miserable I am these days! I wanted to snatch that assistant surnamed Song over, but he turned out to be the boss of the Lu family, so I was ashamed!"

Lei Shenghu finally reacted this time, frowning: "You snatched his assistant?"

Lei Yuanhao continued to complain: "I live broadcasted him riding a horse to make a fool of himself, and in the end I got myself cheated! Now my butt still hurts!"

Lei Shenghu frowned even deeper: "You still want to see him make a fool of yourself??"

"Also!" Lei Yuanhao was immersed in grief, didn't feel anything wrong with his father's tone, and gritted his teeth, "I just bought some laxatives and put them in his coffee, but I didn't expect him to be fine after drinking, your son I have diarrhea all day!"

Lei Shenghu was shocked: "What?"

He suddenly felt dizzy and trembling, "You, you, you gave him laxatives?"

Lei Yuanhao: "..."

Still wondering what's wrong.

He was silent for two seconds, and finally found the reason: "Dad, isn't the point about my diarrhea?"

As soon as the words fell, Lei Shenghu clutched his head and staggered two steps, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

Before passing out, he closed his eyes unrequitedly, raised his hand, and flicked it to Lei Yuanhao's forehead: "You bastard!"

A small bag popped out of Lei's head Yuanhao: "???"