The three heads fell to the ground crisply, rolling like peanuts in front of everyone's eyes.

Soon some people fainted in fright, and the rest hid under the table and shivered, not daring to take another look.

Seeing that several disasters had stopped, Sheng Lingxiao turned around and resumed his life: "My lord, the noisy ones have been dealt with." ”

"Well, let's start auditioning. Jing Wuming said as usual.

"......" Sheng Lingxiao glanced at the corpses and blood stains all over the ground, as well as the frightened staff, and smiled bitterly, saying in his heart, my lord, you are really big-hearted, this Minghe Media's boss and director are dead, and it is a question of whether they can operate in the future, let alone continue to audition.

"My lord, I'm afraid I can't try the show. ”

Jing Wusheng glanced at Saint Lingxiao with disgust, "What else can you do besides kill people?"

"My lord, you don't know, most of the Dao magic powers in the world have been lost, and there are not a few copies handed down at all, even my Holy Sword Sect only has a secret book of exercises. Saint Ling Xiao had some embarrassed explanations.

Jing Wuming sighed helplessly, and then snapped his fingers lightly at everyone.

Syllable!

The chaotic and dirty studio instantly became neat and clean, and the blood stains and corpses on the ground disappeared without a trace.

As if nothing had happened, the frightened staff came out from under the table and asked the people around them with a confused expression: "What happened? Why did I hide under the table?"

No one knows the answer, but no one cares about the truth either.

All the memories of the past were erased, and then they returned to their respective posts as if nothing had happened, and continued to work.

The equipment that exploded the screen was all restored to its original state, but a video was washed out of the storage card for no reason, and the cameraman shook his head strangely, and then deleted the video with the black screen and continued shooting.

Saint Lingxiao looked at the scene in front of him and his heart was shocked.

In this world, anyone who has a little fist and foot work can kill people, but like this, the magic power that can restore everything to its original state can't even be done by him, a powerhouse in the first heaven realm of the world.

But for Jing Wuming, it was something that could be easily done with a snap of his fingers.

As soon as he thought of this, Saint Lingxiao was even more respectful of Jing Wuming in his heart.

At this time, someone finally discovered the anomaly.

"Hey, where has the director gone, why haven't you come back?"

Someone found that in addition to the director, several staff members and judges were also absent: "The audition has been going on for so long, why haven't these people come yet?

Saint Lingxiao, who just wanted to surrender his hand to Jing Wusheng, suddenly received a secret message from Jing Wuming.

"From today on, you are the CEO of Minghe Media, and she and I are your signed artists. As long as you make sure that the audition goes on normally, you can do the rest yourself. ”

Saint Lingxiao couldn't cry or laugh a little after hearing this, he was the grandest sect master of the Holy Sword Sect, and he didn't let the sect master of the No. 1 Sword Sect in Huaguo do it, and came to be the president of an entertainment company, if this spreads, I'm afraid it will become a joke in the cultivation world.

"My lord, I'm not fit to be the president......"

"Oh, yes? Are you fit to be a dead man?"

Saint Lingxiao shrank his neck in fear, and continued to make excuses: "Even if I am willing to be, these staff members will not admit it!"

"I have modified their memory, the boss of this Minghe media is you now, even if Xie Minghe is still alive, they only recognize you. ”

Jing Wusheng was so strong that Saint Lingxiao had nothing to say, so he could only do it. Then, he came to everyone with the style of the sect master, and casually pointed to the one of the staff members who was pleasing to the eye after all: "In the future, you will take over the position of Xue Ming's assistant director." ”

"Xie Sheng always values it!" Kangda was originally a lighting engineer, but he was suddenly smashed by the position of assistant director who fell from the sky.

Sheng Lingxiao tentatively turned back to see Jing Wusheng, and saw that there was no abnormality on Jing Wusheng's face, so he continued to pick a pleasing person and accepted his fate: "You, you will take over Huang Guangji's directorship in the future." ”

Yang Wenyue, who was originally just a screenwriter's assistant, suddenly became a big director of Minghe Media, surprised and delighted, and thanked Sheng Lingxiao for his kindness.

"Thank you to Mr. Sheng! I will definitely shoot more high-quality works and never disappoint Mr. Sheng's weight!"

Sheng Lingxiao pursed the corners of his mouth, and said in his heart I don't care what you shoot, as long as you serve my family properly, you don't give me training.

Then, Saint Lingxiao concocted the same method, and named several absent judges together and took up their posts on the spot.

After everyone thanked them for their kindness, they started the trial with great enthusiasm. No one has ever doubted the identity of Sheng Lingxiao, as if from the beginning of this Minghe Media, the president is Sheng Lingxiao and no one else.

After adjusting the leadership team, Sheng Lingxiao glanced at Zhuo Junran who was waiting in a dance dress, and saw that there was already a white petticoat in her dance skirt at some point, and sighed slightly: "It's really a bloody case caused by a skirt, if those people hadn't forced Zhuo Junran to take off their clothes, they wouldn't have died so miserably." It's a pity that the adults have done so much for her, but this woman has forgotten to clean up. ”

At this time, the new director Yang Wenyue greeted everyone: "Everyone is in place and start the audition." The first Zhuo Junran, shout ready for you to start. ”

Zhuo Junran rushed to the center of the studio in small steps, as delicate as a begonia in the light, nodded generously, and bent his knees to dance.

Over there, the actor who played the emperor was also ready to enter. ”

As soon as director Yang Wenyue finished shouting, assistant director Kangda helped Jing Wusheng to sit on the dragon chair in the center of the studio.

Sheng Lingxiao looked at Jing Wusheng, who was wearing a yellow robe and full of luxury on the dragon chair, and then looked at Zhuo Junran, who was lying under the dragon chair, with a shy face and ready to dance, and sighed with a smile: "My lord plays this emperor, and it is clear that he is in his true colors. You can also taste the taste of beauty tricks by the way, and envy me. ”

At this time, a staff member walked through the center of the studio holding a scene card, "The 102nd shot of the 48th scene of "Empress Wu Ze", ready to start!"

Jing Wuming was wearing a golden silk five-clawed dragon robe, sitting lazily on the dragon chair.

The music sounded in the studio, and Zhuo Junran stood up gracefully in a gauzy dance dress, like a shock, waving his dance sleeves left and right, as if the sky was full of colorful clouds, gorgeous and soft!

The music gradually slowed down, and Zhuo Junran stepped on the lotus flower and walked to Jing Wuming, his light body swaying from side to side on the side of the dragon chair. The proud peaks and peaks continue to tremble and bump with the dance steps, almost jumping out of the neckline, making the tongue dry and can't help it.

Jing Wuming's gaze wandered around Zhuo Junran, and a hint of playfulness gradually appeared in his cold face.

The last note sounded, and Zhuo Junran spun on the spot, and fell directly into Jing Wuming's arms, and the soft end in front of him hit Jing Wuming's palm.

Jing Wuming seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and unceremoniously stepped forward.

Zhuo Junran jumped out of Jing Wusheng's arms like a frightened rabbit, and glared at Jing Wusheng with a red face: "You, how did you really come?"

Jing Wuming calmly accepted Zhuo Junran's scrutinizing gaze, and he was not ashamed of the help just now.

The prey sent to the door is in good shape, and Jing Wusheng has no reason to be polite. Besides, the previous thing was indeed to give Zhuo Junran a head, so it was natural to collect some interest.

"Card!" Director Yang Wenyue pointed at Zhuo Junran angrily: "What's the matter with you?

Zhuo Junran lowered his head embarrassedly, "I'm sorry Director Yang, can I do it all over again?"

Yang Wenyue frowned impatiently: "I'll give you one last chance, if not, I'll change people!"

"Okay, thank you Director Yang!"

Zhuo Junran was taken advantage of by Jing Wusheng, and she was ashamed and angry, but today's opportunity to try out the play is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she must seize it!

So, exhaling heavily, Zhuo Junran looked at death as if he were at home, and once again played the beauty dedication, and threw himself into Jing Wusheng's arms.

This time, Zhuo Junran deliberately turned sideways to prevent Jing Wuming from eating tofu, but as soon as he arrived in Jing Wuming's arms, he was slapped on the ass by Jing Wuming: "You look good, go wash and get ready to sleep!"

"......" Zhuo Junran kept reminding himself that this was acting, but Jing Wuming's tone of pampering you was rewarding you, so that Zhuo Junran couldn't bear it, and he should have said "Thank you for the emperor's gift" in a charming way, Zhuo Junran was stunned and burst out in his stomach for a long time: "Thank you, your sister's kindness." ”