0p0 Chapter 164 Who doesn’t have a heart disease?
Chapter 164 Who doesn’t have a heart disease?
The atmosphere in the president's office suddenly became subtle.
Song Feiyang, Hou Zeyu and Bian Lan exchanged glances quietly and pricked up their ears to listen to the excitement.
Li Xiuran choked when he was interrupted by Qu Huan and Xie Jiang. He swept a sinister look over Xu Suisui, lowered his head even more, and apologized to Mu Xinghe again, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it. I just felt really bad, so I wanted to change seats. If you don't want to change, forget it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disturbed you."
There was a hint of sob in his voice, which made Xu Suisui's scalp tingle. She was looking forward to Mu Xinghe continuing to confront her, but she was also afraid that something really bad would happen.
She felt ashamed of herself for not being able to match his speaking level.
Qu Huan's eyes lit up as if they were electrified, and her shoulders were shaking so hard that she could hardly stop.
The male version of Green Tea is so funny.
Bian Lan, Song Feiyang and Hou Zeyu all turned around and watched the show openly.
Li Xiuran's fans, who were arrogant and united just a few minutes ago, fell silent, and the barrage was full of the audience having fun.
[Wow, the last person who called his fans idiots seemed to be one of the F4 members who went to jail?]
[So celebrities also know their fans are stupid, tsk tsk…]
[Why aren't you, the brain-dead fans, jumping anymore? Is it because you don't like jumping, or did your brother hit you in the face?]
[I knew that where the Hammer God is, there will always be plenty of fun to eat and see.]
[It seems that it's a common understanding in your circle that fans are all brainless. Knowing that fans are brainless and still deliberately misleading them to cyberbully others is so disgusting.]
[This guy wants to ride on Hammer God's popularity and also wants Mu Xinghe to thank him. What a shame.]
[Their face isn't big, but it's so exquisitely crafted, even Nuwa would be impressed.]
[Why don't you ban this guy? He knows his fans love to rip on others, yet he deliberately exploits them. What a vicious guy.]
Li Xiuran scolds fans
Li Xiuran's fans like to open the box
Idols pay for fans' behavior
Pure 82 Longjing tea
Li Xiuran had no idea that just by saying a few words, he had become a hot topic and his ranking was still rising rapidly.
He looked at Mu Xinghe, who was unmoved, and Xu Suisui, who was sitting on the side watching the fun, and his mood was extremely bad.
[I knew Mu Xinghe had bad intentions. Song Feiyang, Hou Zeyu, and Bian Lan were just burdens brought by Xie Jiang. This was only his second collaboration with Xie Jiang.]
[He wasn't reluctant to change seats; he was clearly reluctant to leave Xie Jiang, the rising star, and probably wanted to hype up their relationship.]
[Don't you even consider your own background? If you want to hype up a couple, you should choose someone like me. Young and good-looking, a queen and a little puppy, the favorite of couple fans.]
Before I came here, my agent told me that it didn't matter if I didn't succeed in my slacking off, I could reverse the situation and build a diligent office worker persona. As long as I was popular, that would be fine.
[Unfortunately, the agent's prediction was wrong. Mu Xinghe's ambition to become famous was written all over his face. I'm afraid he's also determined to cling to Xie Jiang.]
[If I can't swap positions with Mu Xinghe, should I ask Qu Huan or Xu Suisui to do so?]
Female celebrities want to save face, so if I bring up my heart disease as an excuse, they won't refuse.
[Besides, I have a pretty face, so they definitely wouldn't want to make me sad.]
Qu Huan was choked by Li Xiuran's shameless words, feeling as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly. She rolled her eyes and sneered, "I won't change my workstation. Sister Jiang Jiang said she wanted to teach me a faster way to process documents."
What the hell? Why would she be reluctant to give up an artificial face? She has never seen a handsome man.
The Li family is just so-so, and the Qu family's assets and status are not low either, so there is no need to curry favor with anyone.
"I won't change either. My brother said that you should never act like a saint when facing people you don't know well." Xu Suisui spread his hands, pretending to be embarrassed. "I don't plan to compete with Buddha for a job at the moment. After all, I'm not kind."
Li Xiuran didn't expect Qu Huan and Xu Suisui to not give him face. His face turned pale. He covered his chest with his hands and looked at Mu Xinghe with red eyes. "Mu Xinghe, I'm not feeling well. Can you let me sit for a while?"
He shook as if he couldn't bear it anymore, tears welling up in his eyes, but he was actually very proud in his heart.
"I'm already feeling this bad, shouldn't Mu Xinghe finally give up his position? Every time other people see me like this, they always take the initiative to care for me and comfort me."
If I hadn't been able to pretend, I wouldn't have been able to debut with just my looks and become a top idol.
[Mu Xinghe, don't be ungrateful. Not everyone has the opportunity to take care of me when I suddenly fall ill.]
[Qu Huan and Xu Suisui are shameless. You just made a comeback, and your agent should have told you the consequences of offending me.]
Mu Xinghe knew that Li Xiuran was shameless, but she didn't expect him to be so shameless. She opened her mouth, covered her chest, and looked at him with red eyes, "Li Xiuran, you scared me, my chest hurts."
Li Xiuran:? ?
[No, does this heart attack hurt whenever you want?]
"Brother, can you please have some shame? I have a heart disease and you don't!"
"Pfft..." Qu Huan couldn't help but slap her thigh with laughter.
Xu Suisui's shoulders were shaking like a sieve, and she didn't dare to laugh out loud.
Mu Xinghe is a talented person, who doesn't have a heart disease?
"When did Heart Disease get the buff of 'Everyone is My Mother'? How come I didn't know about it?" Xie Jiang was infected by Qu Huan's laughter. He glanced at Li Xiuran lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up. "Xinghe, you also have a heart disease. Do you know when the buff was added?"
"There's no buff stacking. Maybe some people are born to act." Mu Xinghe's face showed a helpless expression, shrugged and spread his hands, "I've never been in the entertainment industry. Shouldn't I have cooperated just now? Otherwise, it would seem that I don't know what's good for me."
"puff……"
"puff……"
The three unknown people who were watching the show all laughed, except Li Xiuran, who stood there with his hands covering his chest, not knowing whether to act or not.
[He's actually slacking off. It's a trick that office workers like me can't learn, but it's damn fun to watch.]
[The last person who wanted to create a CP with Hammer God, Cen Yao, has now completely lost his temper. Let us all look forward to the Hammer God's Law.]
[Men are also terrible when they are tea-drinking. Today's slacking achievement is achieved.]
[Mu Xinghe is such a genius! Everyone has a heart attack. I feel the same pain as you. Why should I give up my seat for you?]
[Does anyone remember the revelations from last night's concert? The top idol with the fake face, it seems, is a fake young master?]
[Eh... Another rich family melon, looking at the fake-face idol's teasing look, I'm lighting candles for the real young master.]
[It seems that Master Zhen is also Guan Qingshu's dog?]
[By the way, aren't you curious about whose face he copied to look like this?]
[That girl with chubby cheeks, is her name Bian Lan? She's kind of cute.]
[To be honest, Mu Xinghe's natural face is no worse than those of fake-faced idols. Even the faces of the lesser-known Hou Zeyu and Song Feiyang are still very good-looking.]
[Why did all the fans of this guy named Li Somethingran run away?]
Li Xiu then realized that everyone was laughing at him. He felt ashamed and angry, and his chest, which had not been uncomfortable before, suddenly felt a sharp pain.
He couldn't help but hunch his back and his face became paler.
"Sister Jiang Jiang, is he smiling or is he really in pain? Why are the corners of his mouth so tilted up?" Qu Hua feigned surprise. "It looks like a fixed smile."
"They do look a bit alike. I heard that if you get a smile lip, you'll be unable to tell the difference between crying and laughing. Li Xiuran has a natural face, it's definitely not the result of plastic surgery." Mu Xinghe coughed twice, pretending to be in pain, and looked at Li Xiuran dimly.
Li Xiuran was furious. His pale face instantly regained its color and he angrily retorted, "You guys had plastic surgery, your whole family had it!"
Others who were watching the show: Wow, the melon that was announced before going upstairs is finally here.
"Are you sure you didn't do it?" Xie Jiang picked up the phone that had been thrown aside, unlocked it, and poked the screen with his index finger, smiling, "Tell the truth."
Li Xiuran's scalp tingled when Xie Jiang looked at him. He already looked like a stereotype, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or sad. Now he looked even weirder.
He avoided Xie Jiang's gaze uncomfortably, and his hanging hands unconsciously clenched into fists. Thinking of his agent's warning, he felt extremely panicked.
[What does Xie Jiang mean? How did she know about my plastic surgery?]
What else does she know?!
[My agent said she's got a persona that sends people to jail. She wouldn't have been targeting me from the start, would she?]
The Li family has found their child. If my hit-and-run and scapegoat story were to be exposed, the Li family might not be willing to help clean up the mess.
Why not openly admit to having plastic surgery? I've deleted all the photos from before my debut. Before I returned to China, few people in my circle had seen me, so they wouldn't have any photos.
[Just say I had an accident and had some necessary repairs done?]
Anxious voices emerged one after another, and before the people who were watching the show could react, the barrage of comments had gone crazy.
[Holy crap! Another one in jail, for a hit-and-run and finding someone to take the blame?!]
[The blow I made back then turned my mother's face into a boomerang, tsk...]
[The entertainment industry is truly a garbage can for the wealthy, with all sorts of junk shoved into it. @Beijing City Police Station, here comes the KPI.]
[Don’t mention it, his mother is really a good mother, and her face is not bad.]
[Please continue to self-destruct and wait for a police officer to come to your house and give you a rose gold bracelet.]