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Hou Jiasong was lying on the bed, the floor-to-ceiling windows blocked the sun, he vaguely saw his wife's peaceful sleeping face, and his heart was full of pride and relief.

Hou Jiasong thought in his heart that although he was short and ugly, he at least married a beautiful wife who looked beautiful every day, and a lovely daughter, who was as considerate as a little lover.

The last incident was just because Zhu Qian was not hidden, so there was that kind of negligence. Events gradually calmed down, and his own life returned to normal.

You say, why didn't this beautiful wife get divorced, because she was rich and powerful, who didn't like it, who didn't post it upside down, no matter how many people she raised outside, what could this woman say?

Now look at the entertainment headlines, who is not talking about the "best young director" Liang Yu, is not his masterpiece? At a young age, he has no respect for his elders, and he is also a senior, so what is it to use a piece of information to pass away?......

This is all Hou Jiasong's true thoughts in his heart.

Hou Jiasong did not realize that his cognition had been seriously distorted, his heart was transmitting rotten information, and power and power had completely swallowed him, and he wanted to cover the sky with one hand, so that he lost the most basic judgment.

He didn't realize that Xiao Lan had left him a gift in return.

Hou Jiasong thought that he had made an appointment with the producer in the morning and began to prepare. As soon as the man woke up, the whole family was woken up.

In the morning, Hou Jiasong was dressed in formal clothes, lined like a dog.

The beautiful Mrs. Hou skillfully prepared the dinner, and Hou Jiasong's daughter swallowed the food in small sips on the table.

Realizing that her husband was going out, Mrs. Hou stepped forward to arrange her husband's collar, and then gave a kiss on her husband's face.

Hou Jiasong smiled perfunctorily, feeling bored and bored about his wife's "daily life".

He didn't expect it to be the last kiss his wife would give him.

After breakfast, Hou Jiasong said goodbye to his family and walked to the door to change his shoes.

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

Hou Jiasong seemed to note, connected the phone, and asked with a bored face: "What's the matter?" Because he is an assistant in his studio, he usually doesn't give a very good face.

"Director Hou, something happened! You're in the headlines!"

When Hou Jiasong heard the words on the other end of the phone, his expression became serious, and he couldn't help but question the words, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Hou Jiasong said as he changed his shoes. The movement of his hand did not stop, but he walked to the door, but he stopped, waiting for the other party's response.

"Director Hou, where are you now?" the assistant asked.

Hou Jiasong felt that things were out of his control, he had an ominous premonition, and replied: "Home." ”

"Then you must not go out. The assistant hurriedly gave a warning.

Keeping yourself out of the house, it's impossible. Hou Jiasong thought to himself.

Today, Hou Jiasong made an appointment with a producer, and he plans to make another TV series to save his previous image.

I finally made an appointment, but now if I miss the appointment, it means that everyone understands what it means.

Hou Jiasong didn't believe that his assistant didn't understand the truth.

In his opinion, this assistant was hindering his future and delaying his trip.

Hou Jiasong heard that the other party was just "ordering" himself, but he didn't give any reason. And for him, it is impossible not to go out.

Hou Jiasong did not listen to the suggestion.

Seeing that the time was approaching and he was afraid that he would be late, Hou Jiasong said his last sentence: "You told me not to go out?" That's really embarrassing, I've already arrived at the door. With that, he hung up the phone, and while thinking about how to find another right-hand man, he opened the door......

When the door opened, he was greeted not by the sun, but by the flash of light that he had been "looking forward to" for a long time.

A burst of bright light hit, and the clicking sound of the camera drowned him out, making Hou Jiasong unable to open his eyes, and he was so shocked that he couldn't scream.

He used his arm to block out the bright light, and he barely managed to see what was in front of him.

Hou Jiasong's front door was black, and reporters standing in a row blocked all his exits. However, these reporters are not only entertainment news reporters, but also paparazzi of large newspapers.

After dealing with the media for a long time, Hou Jiasong can identify their approximate identities by their characteristics.

Even the print media came, indicating that something big must have happened.

Hou Jiasong secretly chuckled in his heart, his heart tightened, and a sense of uneasiness came strongly, but his legs seemed to have roots, and he couldn't move at all.

At the moment when Hou Jiasong was stunned, it was impossible for the reporter to show mercy to let him relax and ask again, and after the crazy shooting, a series of questions immediately smashed at Hou Jiasong.

"Director Hou Jiasong, do you have any unspoken rules for actresses?"

"Do you think the audience who watches your TV series is 'mentally retarded'? Have you said that to the education insiders before?"

"How many girl actors have you slept with?"

"Is more than half of your TV series a gunslinger?"

"Is the source of the story of your TV series plagiarized?"

"Mr. Hou, 'Which actress do you like, I'll ask her to accompany you tonight' Is this what you said when you were at a party with the relevant people?"

"Do you have thoughts in your heart that despise women?"

"Could you please explain it to us?"

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After that, Hou Jiasong's incident was active in major online entertainment news for a week.

The news about Xiao Lan has gradually withdrawn from the public eye, after all, there is a better critical Hou Jiasong standing in front.

What Xiao Lan put in the folder of the email, only the recipient and Xiao Lan knew, and every information source in it was a fatal blow to Hou Jiasong.

[Hou Jiasong's wife finally filed for divorce!]

[How many stars has Director Hou dived?]

[1,000 people applied to radio and television to prohibit the broadcast of Director Hou's TV series!]

On the direct flight from Beijing to Washington, D.C., the plane had not yet taken off, and Xiao Lan swept over the entertainment section of the web news.

Hou Jiasong's directing career will be ruined forever.

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows in high spirits, drank the last sip of coffee with a satisfied face, and closed the computer screen. She stretched her waist lazily, and then leaned back, and only saw the empty airport through the window, without charming scenery, so she simply closed her eyes and rested.

Ms. Li Yulan gave Xiao Lan a chance to study in the United States, and she entrusted a friend from an acting school in the United States to reserve a place for Xiao Lan.

After they sent Xiao Lan's information, they used their connections to directly pass the admission.

Compared to this school, Beiying is just a small thing, and there is no comparison at all.

Beiying is only the largest in Asia, and the students who graduated from the college occupy various art industries, and most of the modern masters in various fields such as music, drama, and art are from this school, which is known as the "Ivy League" of the art world.

Xiao Lan went here to improve his ability to control movies and the contacts he knew.

Plan for her work to enter the international market in the future.

When Xiao Lan closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep, the plane took off......