The mermaid was greeted with a heavy punch.
After a muffled sound, the mermaid fell to the ground with foam at the mouth, unconscious.
Ignoring the half-dead mermaid, Fang Shan looked at Wei Sushen, whose collar was half-open, and asked meaningfully, "Do you need any help?"
The latter fixed his clothes and returned to his usual state: "No need."
Fang Shan pondered... It's not a good habit to turn your back on someone just after getting dressed.
As soon as Wei Sushen saw his expression, he knew he was up to something strange and reminded him, "Don't forget what we want."
Fang Shan finally looked at Hua Se straight in the eye. After a while, he suddenly pulled Wei Sushen's sleeve and asked him to stand next to him: "Come, pay your respects to the senior. One bow, two bows..."
Wei Sushen did not ask him to shut up as usual. When the system is in a bad mood, the principle is to talk less.
Hua Se had a look of both laughter and tears on her face, and threw the transparent film in her hand over.
Fang Shan circled around him, looking at him like he was looking at something for display. "Let me guess, the Superstar Binding System?"
Hua Se smiled and said, "It was a long time ago."
Fang Shan turned to Wei Sushen and said, "This is a living specimen."
Among ten hosts, at least fifty-fifty will not have a good end.
Wei Sushen came over and asked: "Can the system be unbound?"
Fang Shan nodded. "Just complete the ultimate goal. For example, if he was previously bound to the Superstar System, he will be eligible to unbind after becoming a Superstar."
However, since the birth of the system, there are very few hosts who can resist the temptation. They are usually addicted to the mission world and will not give up unbinding even if they achieve their goals.
From time to time, he looked at Hua Se with admiration: "A rare sober person."
Hua Se smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid this kind of temptation is hard for mortals to resist." Then she chuckled self-deprecatingly, "After becoming a superstar, I didn't abandon the system. It was just that during a later mission, I accidentally brought back the curse of the Painted Skin. I didn't even realize it. It disguised itself as a human, approached me, married me... and had children."
Fang Shan subconsciously looked at the thin skin on his hand. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't notice that it had any vitality. It was like jelly, squirming stickily in his hand.
It’s hard to imagine that Hua Se could have slept with such a thing for many years.
Even Wei Sushen cast a sympathetic look.
Hua Se's expression was also somewhat grim. "It took me several years to come out of this. The only thing I can be thankful for is that this painted skin is not yet an adult, and chose to hide temporarily after being discovered. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would be..."
Fang Shan consoled him, "Look at it from a bright side. You slept with an underage monster, but you won't be held legally responsible."
Hua Se felt that he needed to see a psychiatrist again.
Fang Shan is a pragmatic person: "I helped you solve the Painted Skin problem. As a reward, shouldn't you help us complete the mission?"
Hua Se: "That makes sense."
Fang Shan pursed his lips and looked at the mermaid whose life or death was unknown: "What should we do with it?"
After all, they are...flesh and blood.
Hua Se's eyes were a little heavy: "I will take responsibility."
No matter how hard he tried to hide it, regret was still evident in his tone. If he had stopped the loss in time and untied the system, none of the things that happened later would have happened.
Fang Shan left him some space and walked downstairs with Wei Sushen. Seeing the other party's excessive silence, he curled his lips and said, "I swear on my year-end bonus that I will never let you encounter a similar situation."
Wei Sushen laughed: "I was just wondering what kind of mood he was in when he unbound the system."
Fang Shan has always emphasized that many hosts end up in a tragic situation because they want to get more, but among these people, there should be one or two who are unwilling to give up their partners who fought side by side with them.
Fang Shan was slightly startled and emphasized again: "The host will not face such a dilemma."
Wei Sushen gently took his hand. Fang Shan was surprised and held it back, saying soothingly, "Don't worry. Because you found the wrong person, the ultimate goal of not bullying the poor young man has basically failed from the beginning."
As she spoke, she patted his arm with her free hand: "Are you relieved now?"
It saves you the trouble of making painful decisions.
Wei Sushen looked at him meaningfully, and suddenly said in a serious tone, "Promise me that you won't comfort others so easily in the future."
Fang Shan's eyes were full of confusion.
Wei Sushen: "You will be the straw that breaks the camel's back."
“…”
Hua Se was a man of his word, so she called Rong Yue the next day and asked him to send the contract over.
As soon as he hung up, Rong Yue's phone call instantly reached Fang Shan -
“What have you done!”
The tone of amazement fully represented his confused and uncertain mood at the moment.
Fang Shan: "Just a small favor."
Rong Yue recalled the details before he left yesterday: "Did he find his wife's belongings?"
Fang Shan uttered an indistinct "hmm".
Rong Yue was curious: "What is it?"
Fang Shan lied seriously, "A token of love."
Rong Yue sighed: "It's really romantic."
Fang Shan scoffed, "The longer the night, the more trouble you have. Bring the contract here as soon as possible."
Looking up, I saw Wei Sushen fiddling with the painted skin. There was no sign of fear in his actions. He casually picked it up with two fingers and asked, "How do I use this thing?"
Fang Shan: "Keep it out of the water. Once it gradually weakens, you can use it as a mask." After a moment's thought, he warned: "Don't let it get bloody during this time."
Once Painted Skin reaches adulthood, it is difficult to control it.
Wei Sushen didn't quite trust his luck: "What if I accidentally get blood on me?"
Fang Shan: "Heat the pan, pour in the oil, and heat the oil..."
Wei Sushen felt the trembling of the membrane between his fingers, and stopped his culinary fantasies: "I will take care of it."
Rong Yue was very efficient and drove the contract directly to the door.
Fang Shan joked, "I thought you were going to send a courier."
Rong Yue’s psychological journey from fan to hater yesterday was too obvious.
Rong Yue closed his eyes and said, "When the God of Songs returns to the stage, I will forget everything I have seen."
In front of his idol, he can choose to be temporarily blind.
Fang Shan clapped his hands lightly and handed a thick stack of contracts to Hua Se.
Hua Se skipped the cumbersome clauses on the middle pages and only looked at the cooperation period and profit sharing. The conditions offered by Rong Yue were quite generous, requiring only a five-year cooperation period.
"I can't find any dissatisfaction." Hua Se raised her eyebrows, took the pen handed to her by Fang Shan, and signed neatly.
Rong Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "I plan to spread some rumors first, but I won't give a direct answer to whether you want to come out again."
As a result, Hua Se's first stage appearance will be hyped up to a sky-high price.
Hua Se had a sharp eye and saw through his deeper purpose: "We can use this opportunity to attract many artists to join the company."
Rong Yue acquiesced and looked at Fang Shan and Wei Sushen again: "Remember to go to the recording studio this afternoon."
Fang Shan nodded in cooperation.
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Recording songs step by step, interacting with fans, and giving out benefits, Fang Shan almost has the illusion that his singing is really good in this kind of life.
Meanwhile, news of Hua Se's potential comeback gave the drama-loving couple, who had been trending for days, a break. Fang Shan browsed the news online: "As expected of a former world-class superstar, he's caused a sensation even online."
Wei Sushen was very interested in the painted skin. He put it in the sun to dry. The gentleness in his eyes made the painted skin feel hypocritical from the bottom of his heart.
Its perception proved correct. The next moment, Wei Sushen flipped the film over to ensure a more even distribution of sunlight. Without moisture, the film quickly weakened, opening and closing feebly.
Fang Shan leaned back in his swivel chair and said, "With Hua Se joining us, the mission time will be greatly shortened."
Wei Sushen: "Normally, after a person has been out of the entertainment industry for a long time, their popularity will decrease. He is an exception."
Fang Shan said at the right moment: "This is the power of the system. The host created by the superstar system will remain a legend a hundred years after his death."
After such a long period of collaboration, Wei Sushen knew that if he didn't interrupt, the other party would immediately shower him with compliments. So he put on some light music: "I was going to play it for you tonight. Rong Yue sent this music, Hua Xi composed it, and they wanted us to write the lyrics."
The melody is very passionate, and it makes people's heart beat fast even before hearing the climax.
Fang Shan already had the most appropriate words in mind, and he hummed softly as he entered the next paragraph: "You and I, the mistress of love—"
As soon as I finished singing, I was met with a death stare from not far away.
Fang Shan coughed lightly and offered an enticing suggestion: "After the album is recorded, I will keep a copy for myself and bring it back to share with everyone."
People in the real world cannot feel the charm of the mermaid's voice. To them, it is more like a death warrant.
Their eyes met. Wei Sushen was silent for a moment and then nodded slightly, which was considered as silent support.
It is far from possible for a company to grow into a towering tree overnight. It took half a year and half a year for the company to truly meet the standards for mission completion.
The snow was falling in the cold winter, and Wei Sushen was standing by the window in neat clothes.
The air was good in the morning and the windows were wide open, but the wind was not friendly to someone who was still lying in bed.
Fang Shan sat up, his eyes half-closed: "Good morning."
Wei Sushen: "It happened to be noon."
A few hours ago, he came to inform that the mission was completed. The system was unconscious in sleep, and the cold wind blew directly at it for a long time before it slowly woke up.
Fang Shan was wearing a coat, his messy hair was in stark contrast to Wei Sushen's. "Before we leave, we should visit the person who has made the greatest contribution to this cause."
Wei Sushen had already understood his psychology: "I have already called Hua Se. It's probably because of the blizzard that the road is blocked."
Not long after the words fell, the doorbell rang. Hua Se was wearing a black coat, a layer of snow on her shoulders. She complained about the weather when she entered the room. Seeing Fang Shan still sitting on the bed in a daze, she said with envy, "We're both big stars, but your life is really leisurely."
Fang Shan only had these two days to rest. He had been working like a madman for the past six months.
Hua Se saw the shadow in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you leaving?"
Fang Shan made a funny gesture as if counting on his fingers: "Today is a good day."
Hua Se didn't discuss this sensitive topic too much. He could sense the vague ambiguity between Wei Sushen and Fang Shan, but he eventually gave Wei Sushen a subtle reminder: "I hope you can learn from my mistakes."
Excessive indulgence in it can easily lead to disastrous consequences.
Wei Sushen acted somewhat nonchalant: "Keeping hold on to what you want is a man's most basic ability."
The two chose to leave when the snow stopped. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, Wei Sushen saw Hua Se standing alone admiring the snow scenery, as if she was out of tune with this world.
After returning to the real world, Wei Sushen looked thoughtful for a long time.
Fang Shan didn't like excessive silence and interrupted the other person's thoughts: "The sense of disharmony with Hua Se comes from the fact that she has confused real life with the mission world."
Wei Sushen gave a perfunctory "hmm," but his gaze lingered on the system, clearly thinking about something other than the question he had just asked: "Have you... gained weight?"
Fang Shan was struck by lightning.
In a daze, he went downstairs to wash his face with cold water, constantly comforting himself that everything was just the host's slander. After regaining consciousness, his eyes met with the chubby boy playing video games, whose chubby face was filled with a hint of gloating.
Fang Shan took a deep breath and after checking the program, he found that he had indeed gained a few pounds, and his oval face had become a little chubby.
His reaction was quite strong, and he unilaterally started a cold war with Wei Sushen. Given his personality, Wei Sushen thought the system would make a comeback through dieting, but the following days were normal, and Fang Shan didn't even eat a bowl of rice.
Wei Sushen thought the matter was over, until one afternoon, when he unexpectedly spotted a suspicious figure in the yard. Fang Shan, dressed in dark casual clothes, was quietly sitting on the stone steps basking in the sun.
Wei Sushen paused, startled for a moment, and said, "I remember you don't like excessive sunlight."
Fang Shan stood up, looking unmotivated: "Black makes you look thinner."
“…”
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