Let me figure it out, my rival in love is my old attack

On the other side, seeing Zhou Zhenhai posting some of the stills, Yang Berry and Shanshan finally couldn't bear to post the stock in their hands on Weibo.

[Strawberry's Berry: My beauty is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! [Picture][Picture][Picture][Picture]]

[Coral sam: Lico people are super nice!The skin texture is amazing!Very handsome smile! ! ! [Picture][Picture][Picture][Picture]]

The big V and marketing accounts who are particularly able to capture the heat quickly sorted out these pictures and released them with unique copywriting.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !When will the show air? 】

[Fuck, the configuration of a dragon suit is so high? ! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Why did I just find out about him today! 】

That night, Xia Yang received a call from Long Qi, hoping that he could start a live broadcast, mainly explaining the leg injury.

After the fall, he hasn't attended an official game yet, and he hasn't made an official announcement. Fans were blown up when they saw his injury, and the team's Weibo almost fell.

Xia Yang has his own live broadcast room. Occasionally, when he has free time, he will play a few games or interact with fans, all out of his own interest.

As soon as the live broadcast started, fans flocked to him, breaking through 10 in less than 50 minutes, and many of the comments were concerned about his injury.

【Yangyang, what happened to your leg?Is it serious?The old man Long Qi hasn't said a word until now, did he bully you? 】

[Are you not in the dormitory today?This background is the first time I see it. 】

[Yangshen, you have to row three times with my family Mumu, my family Mumu is very powerful! 】

[Yangshen actually knows my Mumu, my God!I broke the dimensional wall! 】

[A certain shameless fan is here, be careful, don't get stained, it stinks. 】

[A fan of a certain Tang wants to have a B-face, you can play on Weibo as you like, don't come to Yangyang's live broadcast room to dance! 】

Xia Yang's eyes were sore from reading too fast, so he picked out a few answers to the most frequently read questions.

Xia Yang: "Brother Long didn't hit my leg. I accidentally fell it myself. It's much better now. The doctor said that I need to rest for a while. Fortunately, I don't need my feet to play games."

The comments are full of hahaha, let him pay attention to rest and not be too tired.

Then talking about the room, Xia Yang: "Due to personal reasons these days, I'm temporarily staying at a friend's house. Don't worry, everyone. I will be alive and well before the end of the winter competition."

The comment area is full of hahahaha again, with some Tang Mufan's swiping screens sandwiched in it.

It's just too popular.

[Yangshen, do you really know Tang Mu?Are you on good terms? 】

There were so many brushes in the comment area, Xia Yang naturally noticed it, and he yelled out the door, "Brother, I have something to do, can you come here?"

Not long after, Li Huo's indifferent face appeared on the live broadcast screen, he leaned against the door frame with a cup in his hand, "What's the matter?"

The comment section is dry.

[Surprise Big Brother! 】

[Hi brother! 】

[Yangshen lives in the elder brother's house? ! 】

[All stand up and bow!Brother, please take good care of my family Yangyang!You have worked hard! 】

Xia Yang: "Do you know someone named Tang Mu? I see many fans are asking."

Li Huo noticed that there was a live broadcast on the computer screen, and when he walked over, he deliberately avoided the camera and looked at the comment area.

The fans who frantically read the comments suddenly heard a low laugh, and then heard Li Huo say: "I know, a performing artist with superb acting skills."

As long as he said this in a slightly serious and respectful tone, others would really think he was complimenting.

But let's not talk about the unintentional laugh, his tone is full of irony, and the real meaning is self-evident.

As early as when Xia Yang asked who Tang Mu was, the fans already knew that he didn't know Tang Mu, and now even Li Huo had the same attitude, so the truth of this gossip incident was already very clear.

In the middle of the night, Tang Mu finished work and took the phone from his assistant. Five minutes later, he was so angry that he dropped the phone and almost lost his temper on the set.

He asked himself that sentence was very decent, but he didn't expect to be ridiculed by the whole network!

Not only did Li Huo not protect him well, he didn't establish a good relationship with Xia Yang in advance, and let him cooperate with the acting, but he also put on such a specious attitude!

"Damn, what the hell is he trying to do?!" Tang Mu couldn't help but explode as soon as the door was closed in the lounge.

The assistant read Weibo all night and told him all the details he knew.

"Is he really with this attitude?" Tang Mu couldn't believe it, what happened to Li Huo, who was the best to deal with recently?

Assistant: "Yes, I don't think he intends to help you at all."

Tang Mu got stuck in his throat, and used his personal mobile phone to search for Li Huo's number. Before he could dial out, the assistant's phone rang, and it was from his manager.

"Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, Xinghuang Tianzi room."

As soon as he heard about Star King, Tang Mu had a fit of physical nausea. Normally he would not go there for proper entertainment. Every time he went there, he felt that all the glory on him had disappeared.

What kind of idol male god, what kind of acting school idols send actors, what kind of little fresh meat traffic niche, when he gets there, he is no different from those young masters who come out to sell.

In the eyes of those patrons, he is humble to the bottom of the earth, a toy they bring and flick around, the dog they throw you a piece of meat on a whim.

Tang Mu took a deep breath, adjusted his tone and asked, "Who is this time?"

"Jinding President Li."

Tang Mu's face turned pale immediately, it was that dead old man who likes to play perverted games.

He gritted his molars, "I'm going to film tomorrow, no..."

Before he could finish speaking, his agent interrupted him, "King's high-end series is looking for a suitable spokesperson. This is an excellent opportunity."

The watchmaking brand Qiansuo under the Jinding Group has cooperated with Patek, one of the world's three major watchmaking brands, to launch the king high-end series, which is specially tailored for upper-class successful people, and a watch starts at a million dollars.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to win such an endorsement.

Tang Mu didn't want to miss this opportunity, but when he thought of Mr. Li, he felt bad.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and he asked, "Can I bring one more person?"

When he woke up the next day, Li Huo saw the message from Tang Mu.

The time, place, and information of the companions are clearly explained.

Still want him to be a "three|accompany"?Is there something wrong with this person's brain?

When I was about to close it, I suddenly noticed that in the "customers", in addition to Mr. Li of Jinding, there was also Mr. Jin of Washington.

When browsing the real estate information last night, he had a little impression of this Washington. There is a high-end community in Washington with excellent Fengshui, and the architectural style is also in line with his aesthetics. It is a good place to move.

However, the cheapest villa there costs tens of millions, and his current savings can't even afford a toilet.

Maybe go get some wool?

The Grand Duke jumped onto his bed, his light gray eyes swept across his screen, seeing Li Huo replied "OK".

After remembering the time and place, it looked at the person who sent the message again, narrowing its eyes dangerously.

As the most secretive and high-end clubhouse in the local area, Star King is not allowed to enter without a membership card.

Li Huo got out of the car with long legs, turned his head to look at Tang Mu who came down from the other side.

The other party was still dressed like a nobleman, but the neckline was slightly wider, he wore ruby ​​earrings, and his makeup was much thicker than usual, like a vixen wagging his tail.

In terms of dressing alone, it is relatively successful.

But the face of the other party is not very good at the moment.

Tang Mu: "Why didn't you wear the clothes I prepared for you?"

Li Huo was wearing a very ordinary shirt and trousers and a black overcoat, and said in a confident tone, "The fabric of the clothes is too little, I'm afraid of the cold, and I'm not used to wearing them."

Tang Mu's expression darkened, "You are disobeying me more and more now."

Li Huo paused, "Since you are not happy, then I will go back."

"You...!" Tang Mu clenched his teeth, and when he raised his lowered eyes again, his anger was well concealed by him, "I'm sorry, I just look forward to seeing you wearing the clothes I chose."

Li Huo continued to walk forward, "I have clothes, I don't need you to choose."

Watching him walk into Star King, the gloom in Tang Mu's eyes became more and more intense.

The Tianzi room was decorated luxuriously and elegantly, and Li Huo followed Tang Mugang into it.

Tang Mu immediately surrounded by three or four old men dressed like dogs.

He took half a step back, his eyes swept randomly among those people, and he fixed on the middle-aged man beside the tea table.

All of these people had a turbid aura, and the aura of Mr. Li even exuded a stench, which made him feel nauseous.

Only the aura of the man at the tea table is still clear, and that is his target for tonight - Mr. Jin in Washington.

"President Li, this is the Li Huo I mentioned to you."

Tang Mu leaned close to Mr. Li, enduring the hands of the other party on his buttocks, with a stiff smile, "Xiao Li, this is Mr. Li."

The old god Li Huo stood there, not intending to take a step closer, and nodded casually, with a distant tone, "Mr. Li, I have heard your name for a long time."

Mr. Li has never seen any kind of beauty. Although Li Huo looks really good, he likes to be flirtatious, and the more flirtatious he is, the more exciting he is to play.

After just a glance, he lost interest. He put Tang Mu in his arms and went back to the tea table, pulling someone to sit on his lap.

In the room besides the big boss, there were several well-dressed men and women, and Li Huo recognized one of them as a certain singer.

He put on an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and the benefactors don't lack a plaything for him, and if he doesn't get the bait after an invitation, they just ignore him.

He found a seat in the small living room far away from the tea table and sat watching TV, listening to the unbearable laughter, counting the time in his heart.

But within 10 minutes, President Jin, the boss of Washington, came over.

The eyes of the two met, and Li Huo smiled slightly, "Would you like to come here to rest?"