The National Male God of System Rebirth

Director Yan and the judges looked at Shu Cheng's eyes brightly, while the person on the investor side was a little annoyed, snorted coldly, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Heh, investment? Do you know what investment is? It’s raising people. Do you know how much it costs to raise a TV show?"

  Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows, raised his head slightly, and randomly found a prop to find a chair. He naturally leaned back and leaned back on the chair lazily, looking at him like a fool.

  She tilted her head, a slight smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, and she looked forward to her grace, her mixed black hair, deep eyes, dry nose, **** red lips, and slender fingers.

  Everything is infinite charm.

   "The brain is a good thing, I hope you can have one too." Her voice was very weak, and she looked at the person's eyes, as if there was no ripple in the eyes of a deep pool.

  "Puff--"As soon as Shu Cheng said, the judges sprayed!

  Director Yan laughed hard, while watching Shu Cheng's eyes brighter and brighter, it seemed that he was a hungry wolf who suddenly saw the little white rabbit.

  Gu Jingchen, he is Gu Jingchen! Gu Jingchen, who walked gracefully in the upper class, seemed to be unable to stir up the slightest waves in his heart by all the ridicule around him, who always seemed to be calm and calm. Sure enough, his profundity is not overpowering, it will only have to be experienced after so many times.

  Gu Jingchen really lived...

  The investor stood up abruptly from the chair, his fists clenched, and his face turned green with anger: "Okay, great. Young man, you have a seed."

  Shu Cheng’s bright starry eyes swept toward his face, and then closed his eyes, a faint voice sounded, and then he continued to make up the knife, "Your Excellency is so inspiring."

"At least I have never seen anyone with such an archaeological value since I was born. You are the first one." Shu Cheng lowered her head and played with her slender and white fingers. Her voice was faint, and the corners of her mouth were pouting. Wudi laughed, and then ridiculed casually, "How do you say? You look very sci-fi, very abstract, very...not an example."

  ["Ding——" Your friend's color control system Shu Cheng is online]

  ["Ding——" Your friend's face control system Shu Cheng has turned on taunting skills]

   "No, it should be that you look more brutalist and more animalistic, but you are not a beast."

  "Puff--" After a few words, the judges were so suffocated with laughter, this boy is indeed not an easy role to provoke. He seems to be able to see through a person, knowing what to say can poke the most painful part of his heart.

  This curse does not contain dirty words, this ability is really amazing!

Shu Cheng's left index finger turned around his forehead, pretending to be thinking, full of acting skills, worthy of fun: "Ah...I am not very good at Chinese, and I don't know how to use adjectives. I use Fauvism to describe you, and I don't know beasts. Would you agree with...or rather, the word insulting beast?"

   Shu Cheng thought very seriously, but every word he uttered was mercilessly, and he penetrated into the other's heart.

   "Puff--" Yan Doule didn't spend any money. Seeing Shu Cheng's eyesight became more and more satisfied, this character was appetizing for him!

   "You--!" The man's tone was already a bit irritated, "Very good! Wait! You wait for me."

  Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the voice, the curvature of the corners of his lips still "willing to accompany you!"

  Director Yan spoke at the right time to end the farce, "Our small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha, please move."

  The man's eyes were splitting, and his face was so green that he was so angry that he got up and slammed the door and left, "Yan Wenzhi, you guys can do it for yourself!"

  Shu Cheng shrugged, raised his eyebrows slightly, got up, tidyed up his clothes, and looked personable, completely opposite to the previous image.

  Shu Cheng picked up the phone with one hand, "Director Yan, wait a moment, I'll make a call."

  Shu Cheng didn’t say what it was, and Director Yan didn’t say much, saying, "You are free."

  Shu Cheng pecked with a slight smile on his face and nodded in thanks.

  She walked slowly to the bathroom on the side, sliding her slender finger on the screen of the phone, and seeing a number, pressing her finger on the dialing button, she said in a consistent voice: "Hey..."

  On the other side, the old castle, the endless manor, the manor is very old.

  The elegant and graceful design is very simple and elegant. Master craftsmanship can be called a perfect model-the smooth lines outline the outline clearly, the graceful curved curve, the super three-dimensional feeling, and the absolute kingship.

  The butler and servant stood in uniform uniforms and stood neatly, all expressionless and very serious.

  Rong Junyi sat in a high position and scanned the people below, with obsidian-like eyes that were unfathomable. People who have been suppressed just by sitting there can't breathe.

   "Have you found what you asked you to check?"

   "Go back to the master, this person's name is Shu Cheng..."

   "Ring jing jing ——" From his expression, it can be seen that the call is very out of date.

  Rong Junyi looked at the caller ID on the phone, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth. His slender fingers slowly pressed the answering button, and he heard the other party's lazy voice.

   "What's the matter?"