While waiting for a break, Ning Su saw his sweetheart, Zhou Jinxi, from the crowd of red-faced people.
The red stand-up collar elongated his slender swan neck, making his figure tall and straight. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he stood out from the crowd.
Among the people lined up in a row, his appearance was definitely the most outstanding.
Even though he knew it was a wig, he couldn't help but be attracted by the androgynous beauty of the outfit, especially after seeing the "scars" on his face, surprise appeared in his eyes.
Compared with the gentleness of the pretty boy, the two "scars" added on the face can better highlight the man's vigor and blood.
As soon as he walked to that station, even without doing anything, one could tell that he was the Iron-blooded God of War, not only because of his arrogance, but also because of his inherent ambition.
The ambition that only belongs to the superior is fully demonstrated in him, and the smile on his lips is mixed with a hint of disdain, as if everyone in the audience is his defeated opponent and not worth fearing.
I just don't know if his ability matches his ambition.
"I say, you don't need to bring me to see this kind of childish play."
Pei Yiming was speechless. Ever since Mo Zechuan changed his personality, he had been harassing him again and again.
He is a surgeon and is very busy even in a private hospital.
Where does he get so much time to accompany Mr. Mo San to heal his emotional wounds?
"Old Pei, you're not a kid anymore. It's time to get in touch with some fresh hormones."
"Get lost." Pei Yiming slapped Mo Zechuan's hand away, found a seat in the golden row of VIP seats and sat down, saying, "I like looking at women, not women's stuff."
Young people these days are crazy. The women don't look like women, their personalities are more like men's. They dress so carelessly that if you don't see their faces, you'd mistake them for men.
The situation with men is even more outrageous. It hasn't been long since the saying "Eating a peach is so cool" came to be. On the streets, there are either cross-dressing transvestites or cute men who are begging for shelter by acting coquettishly. There are not many serious men.
Even a man with the same domineering appearance as Mo Zechuan is hard to find even with a lantern. His rarity is truly breathtaking.
"Hey." Pei Yiming patted him and motioned him to sit next to him. "Why don't you find a soft, cute and obedient man? Zhou Jinxi's type doesn't suit you."
There are already more 0s than 1s, so why do you have to be 0 for love?
"No." If Mo Zechuan hadn't been worried about the dim light, he would have put on sunglasses. His whole body gave off a look of keeping strangers away. "I'm not someone who likes everyone."
At least he has to be good at both housework and cooking, and be an all-rounder.
"Oh, according to your standards, you should be single."
Pei Yiming was speechless after reading the program announcement. "The first program is Class A's 'Speed Storm.' What the hell? An adaptation of a racing game?"
"Country bumpkin." Mo Zechuan had been doing a lot of homework at home these past two days, and with Du Lun's powerful cheat, he was fearless. "This is a 2D mecha-style stage, very popular and sought after by otakus. The stage uses anime-style scenery, and the overall style is avant-garde and bold, with vibrant colors."
The green light blinded Pei Yiming. He turned around and said expressionlessly, "Give me your sunglasses. I'm going blind."
"Then listen to the music." Mo Zechuan brought sunglasses with him and handed them to him. People who don't appreciate music are like playing the lute to a cow. If I had brought Xu Ziyu earlier, I would have definitely found common topics.
Thinking of Xu Ziyu, Mo Zechuan realized he hadn't contacted him in a while. He took a photo of the stage and sent it to him. A few minutes later, he received a reply. "Dude, I've been eating pretty good lately. I packed a few of those Ultramen on stage."
"No bag, watching the game."
What's the point of that.
You can only look but not touch, what a waste of money.
Xu Ziyu asked: "Which one in your family is Tiga or Taro?"
"Neither." Mo Zechuan watched the scene on the stage patiently, not wanting to miss a single minute.
He was calculating the cost of training a boy band. If the budget was in place, he could get a few amateurs signed and gain most of the wealth at a very low cost.
Ever since Xiao Zhou became famous, many people have come to him for filming and other collaborations.
Mo Zechuan cut off all of Duren's resources, not because he didn't want to see him fly, but because he didn't want him to have too much exposure in the early stages.
When it comes to training artists, Mo Zechuan's professionalism far exceeds that of many businessmen.
He had a sharp eye for talent and preferred to play the long game. For players with even a hint of potential, he'd have his agent devalue them, then sign them at rock-bottom prices, letting them make money for him.
As for a proud and arrogant person like Xiao Zhou, his arrogance must be destroyed.
Mo Zechuan rejected all his messages and picked out a few extremely bad ones for him to choose from. Based on his arrogant attitude, he would definitely not choose a second-rate company.
When everyone else has taken advantage of the competition and he encounters obstacles everywhere, he will lose confidence. Then Mo Zechuan will extend an olive branch, and Xiao Zhou will be led by him and be loyal to him from then on.
It has to be said that Mo Zechuan has good experience in love and has no shortcomings when it comes to making money.
After watching the entire show, he sent pictures to Xiao Li. After ticking off two people, he said, "Go talk to the agent and sign them. Get them the lowest-end."
"Okay, boss, I'm going to get busy."
Elsewhere, Xu Ziyu also lost interest in work. "Where are you and Lao Pei? I'll come find you."
"There are no tickets left. You can only stand outside the door."
"Fuck, don't tell me you, an investor, can't even get a ticket. Hurry up and send me the location, don't force me to beat you up."
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