Xiaotang relied on her amazing intuition for a second.

At this moment, another master was chatting with his good grandson Lu Ming. Although the two were separated by thousands of miles, they were slumped on the bed in the same posture, like two middle-aged women.

Lu Mingxuan was puzzled by Rong Yuheng's leisure, "You have signed Fanyu, why haven't you received a job?"

It would be fine if I didn’t mention it, but when I mentioned this Rong Yuheng, I was full of resentment, "I was originally killed, but I was intercepted. Forget it, I blame me for being too weak."

"Damn it, what the hell is intercepting the hu!" Lu Mingxuan was furious when he heard this. He didn't understand the trick in the circle. He only knew to come first and then come. Besides, Rong Yuheng was his best friend, so he didn't care about the reason that he couldn't bear this anger!

Lu Mingxuan was quite like rolling up his sleeves and scrambling, "Who intercepted you, what did you intercept?"

"Slaying... or something, forgot. There is a 30-minute show in "Come from afar"." Rong Yuheng said, "Forget it, there are other resources in the future."

"What a big deal! What if you keep being intercepted? Did you go to the transfer station after signing a contract? You can pass all the resources in your hands and let love pass on?"

Rong Yuheng felt that Lu Mingxuan could compete with Bian Chen even if he opened his mouth.

"It's not that it's too shameless to grab it once and twice."

Lu Mingxuan said "Haha" twice, "I hope I don't want it. If there is another time... you can wait for dads to spend money on you."

Rong Yuheng was both moved and speechless, and these RMB players were indeed fearless.

...

Perhaps Rong Yuheng's mouth was shining, and a few days later, Xu Sun's phone call came again.

"Yu Heng, there is a new variety show called "Treasure Hunt Conference". It will record a trial version. Although it is not an official version, it will last more than an hour. Variety show big shot Su Yuyin has more or less a rating."

Rong Yuheng refused everyone, "Thank you, Brother Sun, I will prepare well."

Xu Sun said, "Oh, that's right! I'll pick you up all day next Thursday."

Xu Sun's phone calls always come and go in a hurry. After the talks were made, they hung up immediately. I don't know how many artists he brought with him, no wonder the resources were so tight.

A few days ago, Zou Yi also signed a company, and his resources were soon in place. It can be seen that Zou Yi's agent admired his talents very much and took him out to take on the job today.

Rong Yuheng has no job yet, so he devoted himself to daily training and insisted on going to the music room to practice dancing and open his voice every day. As Wen Zewen said, at least the recording of "Ace Creation Star" can be used as a minimum living allowance.

As soon as the minimum living allowance household Rong Yuheng entered the classroom, he saw Bian Chen sternly and angry again.

He suspected that Bian Chen was angry 24 hours a day, and he was like an angry ai.

Yu Fu stood opposite Bian Chen, and Rong Yuheng approached, and then heard the latter say, "Brother Chen, can you help me see if the lyrics work? You are so good at writing lyrics, everyone is friends, please help each other."

The two words "disgusting" on Bian Chen's face were almost materialized. He frowned and said, "Don't fucking beeping here, can you be more handsome?"

Yu Fu was scolded a little embarrassed, but he still insisted, "I really admire Brother Chen..."

Rong Yuheng saw Bian Chen's fist tightly, and immediately opened his mouth and jumped out loud "hiccup~"

The cheerful and lively hiccup broke the tense atmosphere between the two. Yu Fu turned his head and looked over, "Yu Heng."

Rong Yuheng really has no good impression of Fu, and plagiarism is the bottom line, and no matter what the reason is, he cannot forgive him. Although Bian Chen has a bad temper, he has always been straightforward. Yu Fu, who looks like a good person, will inevitably suffer a lot of secret losses.

Rong Yuheng nodded to the two of them, patted his belly and explained, "Sorry, I'm a little nauseous just now."

Yu Fu always felt that Rong Yuheng had something in his words, but he could not find the basis for the latter to do so.

Bian Chen understood, and felt a little better. He stretched out his arms and put them over Rong Yuheng's neck and walked to the other side, "Let's practice for a while."

When the two arrived at the other end of the classroom, Rong Yuheng sighed and whispered to him, "Below the camera, at least restrain yourself."

Bian Chen looked arrogant as "I'm the best in the world", "Why should I restrain myself? I'll scold you whenever I should, otherwise I'll always be stupid and do something behind my back on the stage. He's all used to it!"

Rong Yuheng cheered and applauded for his wonderful speech, "It's so cool and scolded... But I see that your ranking has dropped to fifth. If you don't pay attention, you will lose the first six debut quota."

He added, "Yu Fu is the eighth."

Bian Chen, "..." Hell.

Zhou Shubai is just as leisurely as Rong Yuheng, and Qiu Jianlun is there, and almost no company dares to sign a contract with him.

Zhou Shubai was very angry. He cut down all the diamonds on the precious watch that Qiu Jianlun gave him, intending to retaliate against capital.

When Rong Yuheng saw this, he sighed, "It's OK but it's not necessary."

Zhou Shubai punched and kicked the pillow again, "Why don't you let me get in the circle? Why don't you let the common people look up to my charm!"

Rong Yuheng's words about the former are no longer surprising.

He was really curious about what kind of combined family could cultivate a prince's disease and a presidential cancer based on his acquired strength.

Zhou Shubai did not get a response and started singing again. The extremely inspiring and inspiring "Dream-chasing entertainment circles..." echoed in the dormitory, brainwashing and magical.

Rong Yuheng was about to vomit after listening to it twice.

If the other party was not Zhou Shubai, he would have saved the person long ago.

Amid the song "Chasing Dreams, Chasing Dreams, Chasing Dreams, Chasing Dreams", Rong Yuheng's mobile phone suddenly rang.

The note on the flashing screen is "Terminator". With this not-so-moving music, he had an unknown premonition before he could pick it up.

"Hey, Brother Sun?"

As soon as Xu Sun came, he started to play Tai Chi, "Xiao Rong... The competition for the variety show I told you last time was actually a bit fierce. You just signed a trainee and haven't made his debut yet. Our company's Zai'an..."

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath—

He had evidence to suspect that Xu Sun had a template for a pigeon man: this set of rhetoric is just like the last time! It hasn't even changed a word, it's too fucking!!!!

Rong Yuheng slowly exhaled that breath, "Brother Sun, just say something."

Xu Sunnyan's voice in the template clinked and coughed twice, "Zai'an really needs a camera, so why not give it to him first, and give it to you later when he debuts."

Rong Yuhengrao has a good temper, she is a little angry now, "Brother Sun, who doesn't need a camera? Didn't you give it to him last time?"

Xu Sun was a little guilty, "Hey... this, we only saw the last film we cut yesterday. Zai An's shot was cut in less than ten minutes, which was not enough."

Rong Yuheng is Buddha.

Zai An himself is not good enough, so why should he take the blame?

He was so angry that he laughed, "Then he promised not to be cut when he was on Treasure Hunt, right?"

"Then at least, how much can you have."

"..." Rong Yuheng was speechless.

He silent for two seconds without saying anything, then took off his phone, reached out and pressed the speaker-

In an instant, Zhou Shubai's background sound rushed into the microphone like the flood gate was opened:

“People say the showbiz is very

Chaotic and messy!

Those scandal bad guys who have been exposed

It made me feel so difficult in an instant~”

Xu Sun on the other end of the phone, "………”

Xu Sun, "You..."

The next second, Rong Yuheng cut back the receiver, and his tone was faint, "Ah, sorry, I pressed the speaker, the song played by my roommate was a bit noisy."

Zhou Shubai, who was beside him, heard it and leaned his head slightly, "Egg peeling machine, did I disturb you?"

Rong Yuheng shook his head, reached out to turn the volume up a few degrees, and then pulled his head to commend him.

Xu Sun was choked and couldn't speak, and he held his breath in his chest. He calmed down for a while before he said,

"Then I'll push Zai'an's WeChat to you, and you two will discuss it yourself."

Rong Yuheng thought for a while, "Yes."

Xu Sun was about to hang up the phone, but he couldn't help but find out with conscience. He didn't know whether he was reminding or warning him, "Zai'an's uncle is the boss of a large company and often invests in some program teams. Don't block your back!"

Rong Yuheng, "Okay, thank you Brother Sun."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and couldn't tell his emotions.

After half a minute, a WeChat friend push jumped out of the screen, and the business card of "Zai'an" was lying in the dialog box. Rong Yuheng clicked in without any hesitation and sent friend verification.

The other party returned quickly, probably with Xu Sun.

[Zai An]: Is Rong Yuheng right? Brother Sun has already agreed to give me the resources and I will not give in.

Rong Yuheng felt that the other party needed to go back to elementary school to study Chinese more.

The one who gives in is always himself, and Jae An is clearly trying to be more frugal. He is too lazy to be too lazy to make too much noise. For someone who intercepts his resources repeatedly, he does not need to form friendships.

[Rong Yuheng]: Don’t say whether you are allowed or not, let’s just grab it.

[Zaoan]: I should say that you are a newcomer who has just entered the circle and don’t understand the rules? Let me teach you a word: Survival of the fittest is the survival of the weak. Are you right?

Rong Yuheng didn't expect that the other party would grab a resource and actually gain a sense of superiority. He was determined to persuade him, but the other party rushed to save himself. He devoutly typed a row of words in the dialog box:

nsdd

【Zai An】: Are you scolding me??

[Rong Yuheng]: How could it be? I mean, brother, you are right.
To be continued...