Evil Hero

The room was brightly lit, with the ceiling and wall lights all on. The sound of the TV could be heard from the inner room. The hoarse voice heard the door opening but did not come out. Instead, it asked majestically, "Is that Xia Yu? Come in and close the door."

Xiao Yu closed the door gently. Perhaps the person inside did not hear the sound of the door lock hitting the door. He said, "I have a cold these two days and I am afraid of the wind. Why didn't you close the door? The cold air came in."

Xiao Yu pushed the door hard against the back of the door helplessly. This time, a slight "click" sound was heard, and the person inside stopped talking.

The slightly plump director sat on a chair inside. On the round coffee table in front of him was a white porcelain teacup. Next to the teacup was a paper bag of cold medicine that had been torn open and emptied.

What made Xiao Yu feel a little relieved was that there was a young man in his twenties in the room. When Xiao Yu came in, he was leaning on the wide bed. It was not until Xiao Yu came in that the man sat up lazily. What made Xiaoyu feel awkward was that the man's eyes shot out a gleam of light that passed through Xiaoyu's face, and then fixed tightly on Xiaoyu's chest.

"Haha, Xia Yu, let me introduce you. This is the boss of our Xingyu Film and Television Company, and the producer of this play, Mr. Hou Xiaoqiang. Whether you can play the leading female role depends on his nod." Director Yang introduced the young man to Xia Yu with a hoarse voice and a smile. Xia Yu nodded and greeted the young boss lightly: "Hello, Mr. Hou."

"Uh... Xia Yu, right? I can see that your image is suitable for the leading female role of this play. Old Yang also prefers you to play it. I just don't know how good your acting skills are. Can you perform a small show here for us to see?" Hou Xiaoqiang looked at Xia Yu and asked happily.

"I... I studied vocal music and have never performed a show. ... I... Can I sing a song?" Xia Yu thought to himself, why is this man's eyes looking at people so uncomfortable? If my husband saw you looking at me like this, he would definitely punch this guy's eyes into panda eyes.

In fact, she didn't know that Zhang Yang's fists downstairs were already tightly clenched together. If it wasn't for Xiaoyu to see the inside story of this circle with her own eyes, I'm afraid that guy would not only turn into a panda now.

"Hey, Mr. Hou, you review it first. I forgot that I still have a pack of medicine to take. I'll go to my room to get it." Director Yang stood up.

"Director, you don't want to see it? Then I won't sing. If you think I'm not suitable, I won't act." Xia Yu said that she was going to go out.

Director Yang made a gesture to stop him: "It's the same if Mr. Hou sees it. Anyway, it's okay if he says it's okay. I will come to see it after I get the medicine. You sing first."

As he said that, Director Yang walked out of the inner room. Before leaving, he stretched out his hand and gently closed the door of the room. He shook his head and smiled, and then walked out of the room.

"Du Feng, go up and catch the old man at the door of Room 2088." Zhang Yang snorted coldly. The car door slammed, and Du Feng disappeared into the building.

"Well, you sang very well." When Xia Yu finished her song, President Hou applauded. "Xia Yu, experimental films are very easy. It doesn't matter if you haven't learned it. I'll teach you a part. As long as you play the leading female role well, it's yours."

President Hou stood up and walked in front of Xia Yu, reaching out and gently holding Xia Yu's slender waist. Xia Yu raised her hand and slapped President Hou in the face.

"What...what are you doing?" Xia Yu said angrily.

Mr. Hou touched his face which was scalded and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you want to be an actor? As long as I give an order, no company in the film and television industry will dare to hire you in the future." Then, he grabbed Xia Yu and laughed: "It's rare to see female students with such personality nowadays. I like you. Those women who take off their clothes and go to bed as soon as they come in are really tasteless. Don't worry, as long as you serve me well, I will definitely train you to be a big star and make you famous and wealthy... Hehe..."

"Really? Do you have such great ability?" A voice asked coldly.

"Why don't I have it? For example, I raised Fan So-and-So." This guy was so lustful that he didn't even hear that the person asking the question was a man. When he felt the stinging pain in his arm, he saw that his hand was not on the arm of no one, but was held in the hand of a young man of about his age. In his arms, Xia Yu, the little beauty who made his heart beat faster just now, was leaning tightly against him.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my room? I'm Mr. Hou from Xingyu Film and Television." Hou Daqiang shouted.

"Haha, Xingyu Film and Television? Is it famous? I haven't heard of it." Zhang Yang smiled faintly, and added strength to his hand. Hou Daqiang immediately howled like a pig being slaughtered.

Zhang Yang was a little impatient, and punched him hard, making him fall on the bed. This time, the boy really turned into a panda eye. Thinking that Zhang Yang finally realized his wish just now, Xiaoyu burst out laughing.

"Bring him in." Zhang Yang shouted to the outside of the door. Du Feng responded by twisting Yang Dawei's neck and walked in. After entering the door, he kicked Yang Dawei's butt hard, and Yang Dawei rolled in like a string bullet.

"Fuck you, I usually thought it was a deliberate hype when I saw the reports on the Internet. How come it really happened today? Tell me, what kind of changes are you guys?" Zhang Yang pulled Xiaoyu to sit on the chair and said with a smile.

Hou Daqiang rubbed his swollen eye sockets and shouted loudly: "Okay, you are brave enough to hit me. You will regret it. Don't think that I can't kill you in Jihai. I can crush you with just one phone call. Leave this woman behind and get out of here. I might let you go if I'm happy."

Fuck, is he really good at bragging? Du Feng went up and slapped Hou Daqiang twice, making his mouth bleed. Zhang Yang waved his hands and smiled: "Let him call. I want to see who can come and kill me."

If this guy didn't say that in the end, Zhang Yang might have let him go. But he shouldn't have done that. He was still blinded by lust when he was about to die, and he wanted Zhang Yang to leave Xiaoyu behind. Who is Xiaoyu? That's Zhang Yang's sweetheart. It's estimated that this guy will have a hard time not dying.

Du Feng stepped back after hearing the sound. Hou Xiaoqiang took out the phone from his pocket, glared at Zhang Yang arrogantly, and answered the phone and started talking.

"Fuck, Brother Zhang, it won't end so soon, right?" Li Hao's voice rang out from outside the door, followed by the sound of footsteps, and Li Hao rushed in.

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