Elf Emperor, professional vase

Chapter 26

"I'll wipe it!" A man with messy hair looked at the data in his background and couldn't help but rub his eyes again.

The dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up late editing pictures were still hanging on his face, and his originally sleepy brain was stimulated by the explosion of data in the background.

After clicking it, Hang Jun looked at the Weibo he posted, and even he was confused for a while.

Su Bai? Does this name seem familiar?

Sliding his fingers on the phone, looking through the comments one by one, Hang Jun slapped his head and remembered where he heard the name Su Bai!

That archery competition!

As if the memory gate was opened, Hang Jun quickly remembered why he posted such a complaint on Weibo in the first place.

When taking the photo, he forgot to turn off the flash, and as a result, he was scolded by the audience in the surrounding auditorium.

Thinking of this, Hang Jun couldn't help but curled his lips again, still firmly not thinking that he was wrong.

"It will be affected by the outside world, which means that he is not determined enough."

Although this wave of popularity came suddenly, Hang Jun was still not ready to let it go. After looking through the relevant comments, he found a comment asking about Su Bai's place as someone else's replacement and replied to it.

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I also heard from others that Su Bai took someone else's place in the competition. I don't know the details, but it's for sure that he was not the original contestant.

"Damn it, it's actually true?!"

"I really can't believe that he is such a person."

"In competitive competitions, dishonesty is the original sin. Can you guarantee that the person being replaced will win the championship if he participates?"

"But if the number of entries is determined, can it be changed at will?"

"If there are changes within the club, you can change athletes by applying before the competition, but the registration fee will not be refunded."

"? Is there such a rule?"

Just when the melon-eating netizens were doubtful, Hang Jun quickly replied to another comment.

[ Touch your chin, is there some transaction we don’t know about? 】

[Hang Jun: Spread your hands, how can we know this? And even if there was, they wouldn't be able to say it. 】

After replying, looking at the comments that kept pouring out, Hang Jun nodded with satisfaction. In fact, Hang Jun also listened to the so-called replacement quota in the audience during the competition. It seemed that he was the one at that time. The people whose places were replaced also came to watch the game.

But at that time, Hang Jun didn't pay much attention to it. Looking back now, Hang Jun felt a little sad and didn't know how the person who was robbed of his spot felt.

"So, what the blogger means is that there is indeed an inside story?"

"I just went to do some research and found that this matter was indeed discussed in the Fengdi Club's forum."

"Anything new?"

"It is said that a spot in the Fengdi Club was originally reserved for another archery genius."

"Archery genius? How talented you are, can you compare to Su Bai's genius?"

"I don't know about that, what if?"

"I don't quite understand. Since Su Bai is so good at archery, why doesn't he become an athlete? Does he have to come to the entertainment industry?"

"Because he makes a lot of money. Even if you don't look at his face, there are a lot of young fans who are dying now. Being a star makes money too fast. Being an athlete also requires boring training every day. All fools know how. Choose?"

Seeing that things were getting worse, Bei He immediately informed Song Huan of the situation.

Beihe was worried, "I suspect there is a navy behind this."

But who did Su Bai offend? Is it worth it for others to mess with him like this?

So what if he looks better? The most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is handsome men and beautiful women.

As for?

"Of course." After Song Huan found out about this, he didn't waste much time and asked someone to contact a larger marketing account to prevent them from hyping up the issue.

As for himself, he had just gotten off the plane and was on his way to the set.

Most of the filming of "Smoke on the Desert" was done in real scenes. Song Huan also had something to discuss with Meng Wen'an, so he rushed over.

Who knew that Song Huan would have to get into work mode as soon as the plane landed.

After informing the public relations team at the studio, Song Huan finally arrived at the hotel where the crew was staying.

Su Bai's scenes were not many, but most of them were important. Shang Yujun did not arrange filming for him too quickly, but asked Su Bai to watch on the side during filming.

The crew has officially started working for several days. In these days, what impressed Su Bai the most was Shang Yujun's loud and abusive voice. The day when the filming was first started was the most gentle day for Shang Yujun.

Su Bai was not a major. Before coming to this world, the only things he knew that had anything to do with acting were human dramas. Before he encountered that natural disaster, Su Bai had watched human dramas. Su Bai was fascinated by performance, this novel art, and even directed and acted a piece of the history of the elves with a friend who was also interested in it.

Elves have a long lifespan, which allows them enough time to thoroughly study their hobbies, and elves have unique conditions in art. The combination of the two makes people always think of those sung poems when they mention elves. .

Unfortunately, the natural disaster came too suddenly and left Su Bai with too little time. He had to grow up and shoulder the burden of nurturing and awakening the mother tree.

When Song Huan rushed to the crew, Su Bai was sitting obediently on the horse, holding a sketchbook in his hand, and watching Shang Yujun curse attentively.

Song Huan glanced at the sketchbook and said in a surprised tone, "Can you still draw?"

Hearing Song Huan's voice, Su Bai turned his head, a little confused, "Brother Song, why are you here?"

Song Huan raised his eyebrows and joked, "Why, you don't welcome me?"

Su Bai glanced at Meng Wen'an who was communicating with the director. The actors around them were looking at Meng Wen'an gratefully.

In this situation, Meng Wen'an dared to pull the tiger's beard.

"Ahem!" Song Huan coughed a few times, drawing Su Bai's attention back, "Xiaobai, have you read the news on the Internet?"

"No." Su Bai said, "Brother Meng asked me to read more movies and books when I have time. You will take care of things online."

After saying that, Su Bai asked doubtfully, "What happened?"

Song Huan sighed and asked, "It's not a big deal. I can solve it. I just came to find out about the situation from you."

Having said this, Song Huan's expression suddenly turned serious, "Xiaobai, I hope you won't hide the question I'm going to ask you next."

The pen in Su Bai's hand paused. Under Song Huan's guidance, he unconsciously became serious, "What's the problem?"

"You went to participate in the archery competition before. How did you get the quota?" Song Huan said seriously, "It doesn't matter. You tell me the truth. I will know better so that I can better help you."

Although he was confused about why Song Huan asked this question, Su Bai still thought for a while, organized his words and said, "A man doesn't know why, but insists on making a bet with me. If I win, he will give up his place in the competition." Give me."

Song Huan was stunned when he heard this, "No, him, why did that person insist on making a bet with you?"

Su Bai was also at a loss, "I don't understand either."

Su Bai wasn't pretending to be stupid, he really didn't understand how "deserting a beating" his original words sounded to others.

Although to Su Bai, that sentence was just stating a fact.

Su Bai never thought that he would lose to others in archery.

Song Huan did not dwell on it anymore, but decided to go to Luo Xiao to ask for more specific information. It would be better if there was surveillance.

"By the way, do you know this person?"

What Song Huan showed Su Bai was a selfie posted by Hang Jun himself.

After seeing Hang Jun's photo, Su Bai paused, seeming to be thinking about something. After a moment, he nodded very firmly, "I know him!"

"Know?" Song Huan said happily, "Have you had any conflicts with him before?"

Su Bai shook his head and nodded again.

Song Huan was confused by his behavior, "Is it there or not?"

"This person is very annoying." Su Bai wrinkled his nose. "He used flash lights to interfere with me during my game."

what?

Before Song Huan could ask again, Su Bai raised his chin slightly, his tone full of pride, "But I still won the championship."

In the face of absolute strength, all small moves are paper tigers.

Suddenly, Su Bai's slightly raised chin was lightly scratched a few times by an extended finger.

When the fingertips touched the skin of the chin, it felt slightly itchy. Su Bai couldn't help but flinch and looked at Meng Wen'an beside him accusingly.

Meng Wen'an didn't know when he had finished talking to the director and walked over. He reached out with his right hand and rubbed his index finger and thumb gently. He had the illusion that the other person's body temperature still remained on his fingertips.

Facing Su Bai's accusing gaze, Meng Wen'an's Adam's apple rolled and he smiled softly and said, "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Because Su Bai looked really cute just now, like a triumphant kitten.

"Is something wrong?" When facing Song Huan, Meng Wen'an returned to his taciturn demeanor.

Song Huan had long been used to it. After explaining the matter clearly in a few words, he added, "I will deal with it as soon as possible."

Meng Wen'an frowned. He found his cell phone, took a look at it, and called Luo Xiao directly. At the same time, he gave Song Huan a look of disgust, "The day lily will be cold by the time you handle it.