After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

In the current entertainment industry, many people do not know the name Sang Yanqing.

After all, she retired for six years.

But the Internet is developed, as long as you search Sang Yanqing's name, a string of related stars will appear.

Netizens don't know Sang Yanqing, but they definitely don't know Tong Luoyun.

In the year when Tong Luoyun became popular, the development of scientific and technological information was not as fast as it is today, and the public was still watching TV.

Now that network technology is developed and online dramas are booming, there is still no Tong Luoyun.

Tong Luoyun's nationality is not comparable to other Xiaohua now.

Plus Xu Lingchu.

Xu Lingchu's suicide is a tragedy for the entire entertainment industry. More than six years have passed, and fans are still unable to come out.

Under Sang Yanqing's Weibo, fans of Xu Lingchu come to thank him every day.

Netizens were shocked.

[Fuck, Xu Lingchu and Tong Luoyun were both brought out by her? ! 】

[The old aunt said, Sang Yanqing was a veritable first agent at that time. Of the few artists under her, look, which one is not popular? 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, Qing Qing has developed! 】

[Who said my wife doesn't have an agent? Come on, stand up and let me see if your face is swollen! 】

[Hahahaha it's Sang Yanqing! Daxia's first agent, dumping Feng Peizhi a few streets away, I'm calling him awesome! 】

[Meng Xue's fans, I have seen you all long ago, wearing a vest can be a passerby? I thought that if I jumped to a new company, I would be able to achieve great success. Why don't you jump in here? Hey, who is your main agent? Say it and listen, how many superstars have you brought out? 】

Meng Xue signed with Lemon Film and Television, and will specialize in the film and television industry in the future.

In the past two days, Meng Xue's fans have been arrogant.

In order to no longer affect Meng Xue, many fans have opened new vest accounts, secretly ridiculing Si Fuqing that no one wants it.

But now, Sang Yanqing's appearance slapped them in the face.

Which agent in the entertainment industry can surpass Sang Yanqing?

This is Sang Yanqing who brought out the Grand Slam Actor!

Meng Xue's fans broke the defense once again, and the super words were filled with angry cries.

Another netizen found that Meng Xue went online and offline frequently during this period, but still remained silent.

[@黑夜无声V: Let me introduce, my artist @Si Fuqing, a good-natured person will fall into the trap, and we will walk together in the future. 】

【Help! I can't imagine what a good and sweet wife looks like...]

【? ? ? Wife, you have changed and you are like this in front of Sister Sang? 】

[Sahua Sahua, Sister Sang has proved that we have potential, looking forward to the future! 】

But there are also netizens who hold the opposite view.

[Sign Si Fuqing? Sang Yanqing, please don't smash his golden signboard. 】

[To be honest, Si Fuqing and Xu Lingchu... No, they are completely incomparable with Tong Luoyun, is Sang Yanqing finally blind? 】

[Sit and wait for the collapsed room. 】

Since the announcement of leaving the mountain, Sang Yanqing has been on constant phone calls for the past two days.

Many of them are artists and want to sign in her hands.

Today, after the official announcement with Si Fuqing, Tianle Media called directly.

"It turned out to be Mr. Luo." Sang Yanqing smiled, "I'm sorry, I think it's pretty good, no one can force me to choose someone, and you Tianle Media have no ability to influence me, right?"

Manager Luo's face was ashen.

Sang Yanqing's ability is not because of her great background.

Anyone who sees her skills and social skills will say that she is at the top.

Xu Lingchu didn't have any fame back then, she just relied on her steel lips and tongue to get a big director to sign Xu Lingchu.

Facts proved that her judgment was correct, and Xu Lingchu won the three gold film emperors because of this.

So after Sang Yanqing appeared, Manager Luo really panicked.

What if Si Fuqing really became a superstar? !

"Okay, Sang Yanqing, if you are willing to be a grasshopper on a rope with her, then don't blame us Tianle." Manager Luo sneered, his eyes gloomy, "You wait!"

Sang Yanqing directly blocked the number and couldn't help frowning.

Although she retired from the circle for six years, she also heard some things in the circle.

Tianle Media doesn't treat small artists as human beings at all, and they don't know how many lives have been lost.

"Qingqing, I know you still have a banquet, you don't want to go." Sang Yanqing, "Their methods are quite dirty, in case—"

"Sister Sang, don't worry." Si Fuqing took it easy, "They'll be gone soon."

Sang Yanqing was stunned: "What?"

"You can just look at it when the time comes." Si Fuqing was still staring at the computer and muttered to himself, "Let me borrow some people, the second senior brother shouldn't mind."

Sang Yanqing was silent.

When she first came in, she saw a string of characters on Si Fuqing's computer, not like any language, but like a program.

When Yu Xiheng found her, she just asked her to bring a star.

Is this just a star? !

The door was knocked.

"I'll open the door." Sang Yanqing got up.

The people outside the door were disgraced, with scars on their faces and necks.

It is Feng Peizhi.

When she saw the door opened, she was overjoyed: "Qingqing, I'm here to find you, I-"

When she saw Sang Yanqing's face, her words stopped abruptly, almost panicked: "Sang, Sang..."

"It turns out that you are Feng Peizhi." Sang Yanqing narrowed his eyes, "Why, I regret it, crawling to find my artist? What do you think that is?"

Feng Peizhi lowered her head in a daze.

The ground is empty and there is nothing.

Sang Yanqing hugged her arms: "That's the face and skin you lost, pick it up quickly."

Feng Peizhi's face flushed all of a sudden, the extreme humiliation and embarrassment made her ears buzz and her lips tremble.

At this moment, she was looked down on by Sang Yanqing like a clown, unable to lift her head at all.

"Don't show up in front of me, get out." Sang Yanqing slammed the door shut.

Feng Peizhi was almost hit, and she fell two steps later, unable to stand firm, and fell to the ground.

The whole person is lost.

Naturally, she failed to threaten Meng Xue with private photos.

Under the threat of Lemon Video, she was forced to delete Meng Xue's photo.

I lost my job, and my artists were gone.

Feng Peizhi never imagined that she would be down to this day.

She heard that Si Fuqing had set up a studio in the morning, so she could only come here cheeky.

Si Fuqing can go to the sea tornado to save people regardless of his own safety, and he will definitely take her in.

But Feng Peizhi didn't expect that Si Fuqing would actually cooperate with Sang Yanqing!

Daxia's first agent.

She didn't dare to compare with Sang Yanqing.

Feng Peizhi sat on the ground dumbfounded, with disheveled hair and no image at all.

She doesn't have a legal team, all assets have been looted by Tianle Media, and now she can't even afford to live in a hotel.

The emotional worm called regret gnawed at her internal organs.

If she could have treated Si Fuqing better before, would it be different today?

But no matter how much you regret it, it's too late.

Feng Peizhi knew that she was completely finished.

**

After preparing the announcement with Sang Yanqing, at night, Si Fuqing entered the kitchen again in disbelief.

Then, unsurprisingly, the frying pan was fired again.

She looked at the mess in the kitchen in silence, and couldn't understand how she was a mechanic, how could she still fry the pot?

Yu Xiheng leaned against the door, raised her eyebrows a little, and said calmly, "You said you can't cook, it seems that the word can't be considered a compliment."

"Don't look down on people!" Si Fuqing wiped the flour from his face and said fiercely, "Why can't you cook? Anyway, Ning Ning can do it, I will live with her in the future. Money for takeout, and I won't starve myself to death."

Hearing this, Yu Xiheng didn't get angry, but came over and said, "How about chopping vegetables?"

"Of course." Si Fuqing immediately picked up the kitchen knife and started to cut "bang bang bang".

In one minute, the potatoes, carrots and meat are cut up.

She also put a plate: "Look, how about it, is it as good as the machine cut?"

Yu Xiheng hummed, and put the sleeve of his shirt to the middle of his forearm: "Okay."

Si Fuqing watched him take out the seasoning bottle: "..."

After a few seconds, she slowly said, "Boss, don't tell me, you can cook."

He didn't have any fireworks about him, and sometimes he was so noble that it felt unreal.

It is difficult to connect him with the mundane world.

As if he was born to sit high and be worshipped.

Yu Xiheng's expression paused, and her tone was calm: "It's just a home-cooked dish, it's very ordinary, you don't know how to cook it."

"Actually home-cooked food is the best." Si Fuqing said, "Before..."

Lu Qingning used to cook for them.

Lu Qingning has good cooking skills, no worse than the chefs at state banquets.

I also taught her, but unfortunately she can only roast meat.

If Lu Qingning was still there, knowing that she was frying the kitchen one after another, she would probably not be able to straighten her back with laughter.

"Boss, I'll help you." Si Fuqing recalled his thoughts and was eager to try, "Maybe I'll be able to do it."

Yu Xiheng glanced at her, the lines on her face were softened a bit by the sunset, her eyebrows were elegant and elegant: "Come on then."

Outside.

Feng San was sorting out the information until he received a call on his mobile phone.

There is no information and the number is empty.

zero.

Feng San's expression changed slightly, and immediately picked up: "What's the matter, is there anything urgent?"

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a burst of laughter.

Almost burst his eardrums.

"I told you that I laughed so hard." The other party clapped the table while laughing wildly. "T18 has been hit hard this time, and their system was actually hacked, you know?"

"Hey, who the hell is this big guy? I have to pay homage to it, it's just giving me a bad breath! Deserving it!"

"T18 was invaded?" Feng San was stunned, "Who did it?"

"So it's even more funny. They don't even know who did it, and they still want to put the blame on us." The other party sneered, "If it wasn't for the master who didn't want to fight, sooner or later, I would have killed T18. ."

Feng San ignored his bragging words, just curious: "But wasn't the one who built their system? How could it be destroyed by others?"

In addition to the mysterious chief and the leader of the intelligence department, the three giants of the T18 are only the one from the operations department.

This is a figure that T18 and the entire international intelligence community are walking sideways.

How could such a big guy be able to break the firewall?

No wonder this dude can laugh so hard.

"So why was T18 hacked?" Feng San asked again, "The people who invaded just to show that the computer skills are very high?"

"This is not clear." The other party thought for a while, "It is said that there is some information left, we have not found this."

Feng San said: "You don't need to check, just keep an eye on what they have done recently."

"It's necessary, keep watching, right, where's the master?" The other party was so excited that he was already dancing, "I must report this great news to him! We must recruit this computer expert, and then the time comes. How dare T18 fight us?"

Feng San glanced at the closed kitchen, remembered the conversation he heard just now, and replied, "It should be cooking."

The laugh stopped abruptly, the other party: "???"

After being silent for a while, the other party said, "Wait, did you make it clear? You dare to let the master cook? You don't want to mess around? Master, that's when the gods are in the world..."

Feng San ruthlessly hung up the phone again.

Although he thought so too, his mind would explode if he listened to it like this.

But when he heard Miss Si compliment Yu Xiheng, why did he think it was normal?

However, the news that T18 was invaded really had to be reported to Yu Xiheng.

I don't know who can break the firewall built by the big guy who walked sideways in T18.

It's really worth zeroing in on.

**

the other side.

Ancheng, Beizhou No.1 Middle School.

Nian Yi'an received a courier from Si Fuqing last night.

He found a new gift box, repackaged it, and wrote his tablemate's name on the card.

Before the evening self-study, when the other students went out to eat, he quietly put it on the stool next to him, and then read a book pretending to know nothing.

After a while, the students came back one after another.

The gift box is very conspicuous.

The tablemate was a little puzzled: "What is this?"

"Ji Huan, who put such a big box for you?" The girl next to her became excited, "Hey, isn't it your suitor?"

As soon as these words came out, other students looked over.

Lin Jihuan's appearance is not bad.

When she was selected as the school beauties in the school forum that year, she fell off the list. Everyone else was a photo shoot. She was a snapshot on the playground, and the picture was blurry.

In addition, many people know that she learned from the grade ranking, and there is more awe, and only a few dare to write love letters to her.

Lin Jihuan himself is not interested in things other than studying.

Now I have one more hobby, chasing Si Fuqing.

Soon, everyone else gathered around.

"Take it apart and have a look." A male classmate also said, "What's in such a big box? Isn't it a computer?"

"It should be. You see, this gift box is pure black and has no aesthetics. I guess it was given by a boy."

"Quick, quick, Master Lin, let's see."

Nian Yi'an was lying on the table, his head buried in his arms.

He started to play dead without moving.

He originally wanted Lin Jihuan to take it back and look at it, who knew her friend's voice was so loud.

This is good, and the whole class has been recruited.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't say it, no one will know that he let it go.

Nian Yi'an thinks that his deskmate who only concentrates on studying is much better-looking than Ning Tingyi, the school flower.

But it is indeed a god of learning, which is awesome.

"Okay, stop arguing." Lin Jihuan put the gift box on the table, "Then take a look."

There was no courier information on the box, only her name was written on a greeting card.

The words on the card are rather ugly.

Lin Jihuan took out the scissors from the stationery box and began to unpack the courier box.

The classmates watched her movements without blinking.

Inside the box is a leather bag.

A big rose logo catches everyone's eyes.

Rosliand Monn, the rose under the moonlit night.

The world's top luxury brand.

The popularity of RM is also very high these days, and there are constant discussions on the Internet.

On the way to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, I could hear how amazing the students' operation of bringing goods in reverse that night at Si Fuqing.

Immediately, black fans jumped out and said that Si Fuqing would definitely be replaced by RM and become the shortest top luxury spokesperson.

As a result, the next day, RM personally sent a sales comparison chart and affirmed Si Fuqing's ability.

The black fans disappeared again.

"Skin care products?" The girl was surprised, "Ji Huan, you are rich, you actually buy RM's skin care products, no, you are also a skin care product person?"

"Go, go, go, go, my daily skin care products are only facial cleanser." Lin Jihuan muttered, "It's better to send me skin care products than to send me pictures of us."

As a member of the mousse, Lin Jihuan naturally took time to watch the live broadcast that night.

Si Fuqing advised students not to buy, but to do what they can and buy on demand.

Lin Jihuan's family conditions are very good, but she thought she would not need it, so she obediently did not buy it.

"Qingqing? Si Fuqing? Our Lin University god can actually chase stars."

"Let's not say anything else, Si Fuqing's face is really nothing to say, I want to take a picture, doesn't it mean that looking at beautiful women can increase life expectancy?"

"I think too much. She didn't take a selfie at all. The few pictures I have in my hand are still taken from the live broadcast room."

The classmates were still chatting enthusiastically. Here, Lin Jihuan had already opened the zipper.

A huge photo album fell out.

Si Fuqing: Watch me invade directly! Second Senior Brother: ?

Every brother and sister wants to pull Qingqing to work! The monthly pass at the end of the month will be cleared immediately, and the babies who still have votes will cast a vote.