The National Male God of System Rebirth

  Shu Cheng’s fingers tapped the tabletop once and again, staring at the phone screen with obsidian eyes.

Shu Cheng's dark eyes quenched the icy frost, which was in sharp contrast with the beautiful smile at the corners of Yin Hong's mouth. The noble and slightly lazy voice came into Yan Tao's ears: "Kuang Fan... who is it?"

  Director Yan looked at the boy with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

  The surprise is that even if I have seen a teenager many times these days, it still can’t conceal the surprise that the teenager brings to his heart. Such a teenager is afraid that even if his acting skills are bad, he will become a mess! But every time I meet, he will be shocked differently. What's more, the young boy's acting skills are so outstanding! Surprisingly, the young boy didn't even know that Kuang Fan, a popular young student in the entertainment industry, could easily offend others in this way.

Seeing the boy’s unidentified black eyes, Director Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and explained to him patiently: “Kuang Fan is one of the most popular niches right now, and he is also famous even in the entertainment circle of beauties. Outstanding looks. Two years ago, he starred in an idol drama with which he became a big hit, and later he took a few more dramas to establish his reputation as a popular niche in the entertainment circle..."

"This is not what I want, I want to listen to the point." Shu Cheng squinted his eyes slightly, and a wicked smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He was handsome, and his whole body was noble and lazy, as if from the old noble castle in the old century. The young master who came out.

Director Yan scratched his nose, coughed twice, and slowly said: "In short, Kuang Fan is a popular niche in the entertainment industry. Some time ago, their company found me, as long as they let Kuang Fan play Gu Jingchen, they would fund the startup. As a result... …"

  Before Yan Director finished speaking, Shu Cheng glanced at Director Yan, with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, and his thin lips interrupted Director Yan to continue speaking: "Oh. I see."

  After finishing speaking, Shu Cheng got up and returned to the chair on the set, and continued to read the script seriously, leaving Director Yan alone in the wind and messy. I really want to be shocked by his coldness. Cool and handsome.

Oh……

   is just the word "oh"? !

  A word "oh" is gone? !

  ……

  "Next game, Shu Cheng, Zhou Yaoyu, get ready to--!"

Jiang Zhaoan, wearing a blouse from the Republic of China, stood beside Zhou Yaoyu, his dark brown eyes staring at Zhou Yaoyu who was about to play with Shu Cheng, his red lips made a smile, and his voice was slightly smiling: "Brother Yu, this The newcomer is amazing. I believe that if she continues to maintain this state, she will definitely be the top king of the domestic entertainment industry within three years! At that time, our position will be..."

Jiang Zhaoan recalled the depressive feeling of being played by Shu Cheng last time. She didn't get angry but laughed. For many years, she always thought that her acting skills were good enough. The acting skills have been on the same spot, but it was the newcomer in front of him that made him rekindle. With the fighting spirit, I decided to continue to hone my acting skills and take my acting to a new level.

  Now he is looking forward to the next match with Shu Cheng.

  "Are you sure that the tumultuous news on the Internet will not affect his performance? You have to know that there are many potential newcomers, but how many people succeeded in the end? How many newcomers were affected by the rumors?"

  This is the first time that Jiang Zhaoan has spoken so seriously.

  Director Yan made a gesture, looked at Shu Cheng and Zhou Yaoyu, who had been prepared for a long time, and shouted: "Turn on!"

  The moment Shu Cheng is turned on, Shu Cheng enters the play instantly, the temperament of the whole body enters the play instantly, and the aura changes instantaneously.

  Gu Jingchen's dark eyes stared at Xiang Jinfeng in a military uniform. His extremely clear eyes showed a slight smile, his thin lips burst out with a shallow smile, and his voice was lazy and elegant: "What happened to Xiao Lan?"