After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

Six people came to the door one after another, and Tong Xin was the last one. Wen Yue paid attention to the situation at the scene. No one really mentioned Tong Xin's name. It seemed that Gao Man had secretly used methods to suppress Tong Xin.

Wen Yue climbed from the bottom to the top, saw all the scenery, and knew the cruelty of competition in the entertainment industry.

He understands very well that exposure is a necessary condition for the survival of an actor. With Tong Xin's current popularity and popularity, it is not easy to make a name for herself. There are many small roles who are suppressed and refrigerated.

Her rhetoric on the bus in the morning was nothing more than "outrageous words" ignorant of worldly affairs. No wonder Goldman was so surprised. He must have misunderstood that she had a hidden background and methods. Today's situation must be a kind of temptation for her.

Two nanny cars parked at the exit, driving the star to the hotel at lightning speed all the way.

In the evening, the orange sunset shone on the balcony, and Tong Xin nestled on the sofa like a cat, stretching long.

"Looking all the way, who do you think is more suspicious?" She asked.

"It's hard to say now." Wen Yue habitually packed up the clothes first, put the daily necessities in a convenient place, and then sat next to him, "Chihuang, is it that simple to take away the soul? Are there any necessary steps?" ?”

"If it were me, it would be very simple." Tong Xin's tone was light, and she returned to her thin cloud appearance.

"Your level," Wen Yue asked, "are there any around us?"

Tong Xin's complexion was condensed, and she slowly approached him, raising her chin slightly, her face merged with the thin cloud for a moment, and under the setting sun, she was unparalleled in beauty.

Wen Yue's eyes darkened, and Tong Xin gave him a cold look, "There are many ways to get someone's soul, so don't be so troublesome, the other party must have ulterior motives."

"If the mana is mediocre, what should I do?"

"Two conditions." Tong Xin's eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and there was a chill under the sun, "Give evil thoughts and calm the soul."

"What do you mean?" Just as Wen Yue was about to ask, Tong Xin's cell phone rang, telling her to have dinner at the hotel's Chinese restaurant at night, implying that she should dress up beautifully.

Tong Xin was about to "politely" refuse on the spot, but Wen Yue shook her head slightly.

Tong Xin hung up the phone, "Why do you want to go?"

"If I'm not mistaken, tonight is a dinner with the employer and the producer," Wen Yue said, "If you refuse, let alone the champion, you may not even be able to make it to the beginning."

As Wen Yue said, she picked out a lavender long dress sprinkled with silver, which was gentle and dignified without being obtrusive, "Try wearing this."

"Yeah." Tong Xin glanced at him, and took it in her hand. Wen Yue touched her fingers, which were as cold as ice.

Not long after, Tong Xin came out after changing her clothes, her true colors of thin and thin clouds were faintly revealed between her brows, and the slightly low-key clothes on her seemed to be full of poses, charming and glamorous.

Wen Yue looked at all kinds of beautiful faces, but still couldn't hold back her eyes, and secretly marveled, a big boss is a big boss, and she pretends to be a woman perfectly, without any flaws, it's just this appearance...it's too eye-catching.

A trace of regret rose faintly in Wen Yue, and she raised her arm and pulled her shawl outward.

Within reach, Tong Xin's skin has no warmth at all. If she wasn't standing there alive, she would feel as if she had no life.

"Chihuang..." Wen Yue hesitated to speak, and suddenly the appearance of Wei Yunzhu popped up in his mind.

Once Bo Xianyun entered the body of a mortal, he rarely used mana, and his power was almost the same as that of ordinary people.

"If that's the case?!" Wen Yue was startled, and grabbed her arm, "Or else..."

"I'm going to be late." Tong Xin smiled slightly, she was so beautiful, she slowly walked away from his hand, "Go, wait for my news."

With the last ray of light on the door, Tong Xin's figure disappeared.

Feeling empty in her heart, Wen Yue casually opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of beer, and stayed restless until ten o'clock, when she faintly heard a noisy female voice in the corridor.

He quickly opened the door, and saw Zhao Lingwen approaching staggeringly supported by his assistant.

It looked like he drank a lot, his steps were light and his clothes were messy, the suspenders on one side of the long skirt slipped off, and his white and tender shoulders were faintly visible under the waterfall of black hair.

"Sister Wen, stand still, we'll be there soon!" The female assistant managed to get her to lean against the wall, struggling to get the key card, and she fell limply to the other side.

"Sister Wen?!" The assistant was caught off guard. Seeing that her face was about to hit the ground, she was held firmly by an arm.

"Thank you!" The assistant looked at the man gratefully, "Eh? You are Tong Xin's assistant, right...Wen Yue?"

"That's right." Wen Yue helped her to the sofa and asked, "Is it over?"

"It's just over." The female assistant took a glass of water and rushed to the side with two capsules in her hands, "Sister Wen, hurry up and take the hangover medicine. We have to shoot the location tomorrow."

Zhao Lingwen's face was flushed, her eyes were distracted, she finally focused on her hand, grabbed the water glass, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, come on, do it! Don't drink with Tong Xin all the time, come and accompany me too. Ya~~~"

"Oh, how much did you drink?" The assistant pulled her into his arms and drank the medicine half-forced.

In the confusion, I heard Wen Yue say, "Don't disturb me." When he looked up, the person had already gone out, and the door made a loud knock.

Zhao Lingwen's body froze suddenly, she became quiet, and slowly sat up from the assistant's arms.

The assistant said in surprise, "Eh? Sister Wen, you...you...are you pretending to be drunk?"

"Hmph." Zhao Lingwen straightened her hair casually, let the shoulder straps slide so that her chest was exposed, and sank into the sofa limply, "If I don't put any pressure on him, how can he have the courage to confront Cheng Zian? Don't you I know the way the men look at her, tsk tsk tsk, one by one is completely confused!"

"Wow, so you want to use this review?" The assistant suddenly realized,

"Tong Xin's appearance is too perfect, sooner or later it will become a serious problem, it is better to start as soon as possible." Zhao Lingwen's eyebrows showed a stern look, "Who made her unlucky, brought a stupid assistant who only knew how to trot behind her Son."

It was the first time for the assistant to hear her own celebrity comment on a newcomer, and she couldn't help being a little curious about Tong Xin.

Zhao Lingwen left home alone at a young age to venture into the entertainment industry. She started as a resident singer in a bar and climbed to the recognized Xiaohuadan today. Her intelligence and skills are evident.

Hearing Zhao Lingwen's drunken words, Wen Yue's evil fire shot straight above his head, and by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at the door of the restaurant.

Wen Yue was about to push the door, when a man walked out of it in an instant, and almost bumped into him, both of them were stunned, when Gaoman saw that it was him, he said excitedly: "Yo, look who's here What's the matter, with this momentum, you want to show a hero to save the beauty?"

"Sister Man," Wen Yue took two steps back politely, "Is Tong Xin in?"

"Aren't you there? Don't you know if you go in and see for yourself?" Goldman wore a floor-length diamond-encrusted royal blue dress, arrogant as a peacock, and walked away with his head held high.

This episode made Wen Yue calm down. He realized that he was almost overwhelmed by impulse, and was even taken advantage of by others.

Wen Yue thought for a while, lowered her head and made a call, the phone rang twice, and a calm female voice came, "Hello, who is it?"

"Sister Lan, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm Tong Xin's assistant, Wen Yue." Wen Yue said in a low voice. With Liu Binglan's impeccable personality, she must carefully protect her personal information. On the other hand, if she calls from a private account, she will definitely Will answer, because of this, Wen Yue bothered to get her call.

After a brief chat with the other party, Wen Yue took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the KTV box on the other side.

The lights and shadows in the box are dazzling, and the sound of loud music makes you want to get out of your body.

There are only a few glasses of spirits neatly arranged on the coffee table.

Cheng Zian leaned on the sofa, his eyes were like a salivating wolf.

"Girl, it's huge~" He shook and was caught, smiling very openly.

Tong Xin picked up the last cup, raised her head to get half of it, and suddenly stopped.

His eyes shot straight at him, the bottom of his eyes was misty and shone like stars.

She slowly sat up straight, bent down, and climbed closer and closer step by step, until she lay on Cheng Zian's knee, with the look of a cat begging for the caress of its owner.

The rumble of Cheng Zian's heart beat directly to his brain, his trembling fingertips touched his hot skin, and his breathing became thicker/heavier.

The grandson of Wu Wei has more success than failure, but he didn't expect to be very good at making this kind of trick.

Cheng Zian was triumphant, and his lips quickly pressed against the person below him...

The rotating ring of spotlight penetrates the corridor, and no matter how good the sound insulation material is, it can't stop the hoarse singing after drunkenness.