The box door was suddenly pushed open

Including Qi Chen, everyone in the box raised their heads and looked at the door.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Wang Sicong, as the host, took the initiative to get up and walk to the door.

"Ha, I was just upstairs, and I heard that there is a group of third-line juniors gathering here, as seniors, I can't help but come down to visit, what, don't you welcome."

Tang Lin raised his head slightly, his face was arrogant.

At this moment, not far behind him, Wang Situ and the others, who followed him downstairs, did not come forward, they were far away outside, waiting to see a good show.

"In Xia Wang Sicong, this friend, this is a private party, you see ......"

A trace of anger flashed on Wang Sicong's face, but he tried to restrain it.

He knew that making trouble here, even if he was the son of the richest man in China, he would not be able to protect him at all.

"Damn, are you blind when you step on a horse? Didn't you see that Lao Tzu just came down from the third floor? Stare at you. ”

Tang Lin was rude.

He was a rude and arrogant man.

In front of this group of people who are lower than themselves, that nature is even more revealed.

"Friend, I'm Wang Sicong, I don't know if you can look at my face......"

Wang Sicong's anger was uncontrollable.

"Wang Sicong? Hehe, that's the [national husband]? ”

Tang Lin sneered.

"That's what netizens jokingly called."

Wang Sicong frowned.

"Joking? You dog, even more arrogant than Lao Tzu. Okay, Lao Tzu, today, it's you who is looking for you. ”

Tang Lin had a smile on his face.

He directly pushed Wang Sicong away and walked into the box.

"You...... Are you the Tang Lin who played the second male in [Red Cliff]? ”

Suddenly, in the box, the two third-tier artists in the cross talk world exclaimed.

The others were stunned, and their faces changed slightly.

"You're a second-tier artist?"

Wang Sicong's face was ugly.

"Yo, there are still people who know Uncle Ben, that's easy to do. Everyone is in the entertainment industry, so I think everyone understands this rule. I actually knew that I was a second-tier artist. Then you dogs, don't you roll over to say hello to me. ”

Tang Lin laughed, he had just drunk some liquor on the third floor, and now he was in high spirits, he was very drunk, and his speech became more and more rude.

"Tang Lin, don't deceive people too much."

Wang Sicong's face turned red.

The people in the box were all brought by him, if he really shouted a senior respectfully to him in accordance with the rules today, then his Wang Sicong's face would really be embarrassed.

In the future, in the third-tier artist alliance, who will have a good look at him.

"The national husband is right, haha, what can you do with me. Who made you so wasteful, the son of the richest man, you are only a third-tier artist until now, you are really much more rubbish than your brother. ”

Tang Lin sneered.

Outside the box

Wang Situ and the suspects who came down from the third floor are all here.

looked at Wang Simingming's angry appearance, but he cowered.

Wang Situ shook his head slightly, although he and Wang Sicong are competitors, but in the final analysis, they are also brothers, seeing Wang Sicong look so wasteful.

He felt like his face was about to be lost.

……

"What a piece of rubbish. Forget about your own waste, and it will affect others, if I were you, I would have committed suicide a hundred times ago. ”

Tang Lin glanced at Wang Sicong, who was silent, and his face was full of mockery. A slap on the head of him, past him, and into the box.

"Come on, today, you all obey the rules, as long as you obediently call me a good senior, my Tang Lin is not a very unreasonable person, and it will definitely not be difficult for you."

Tang Lin walked in front of Wang Sicong proudly, and first walked in front of two third-tier male stars in the cross talk world.

"Soup...... Soup seniors are good. ”

"Hello senior."

The two middle-aged men were forced by the pressure, their faces were flushed, and in the end they couldn't resist, and after the weak mosquito shouted, they lowered their heads in shame.

"Haha, good! Those who know the times are handsome. Not bad. ”

Tang Lin was in a good mood and continued to walk forward.

In the box, Xiao Mian's body trembled slightly, and she hugged Qi Chen's right hand tightly.

At this time, when he walked in from Tang Lin, Qi Chen was not speaking.

He has been watching with interest how Wang Sicong will deal with it.

As for the rules of the entertainment industry, although he doesn't know, he has no interest.

It's just that Wang Sicong's reaction, to be honest, is still quite disappointed psychologically.

"Yo, isn't this Grandma Zheng, you're so old, and you're still coming out, and you're not afraid of some accidents."

Tang Lin looked at the old woman in front of him, and there was no trace of respect on his face, but mockery.

"What are you going to do? Bad guys, you don't bully grannies. ”

At this time, Yan Xiaomian, who was holding Qi Chen tightly, didn't know where he got the courage, and he suddenly let go of Qi Chen's hands.

rushed to Zheng Hong at once.

"Oh, Xiaomian, you come to the back of grandma, grandma is so big, where do you need a little child to protect you."

Zheng Hong was suddenly stunned, and hurriedly pulled Yan Xiaomian behind him.

"Yo yo yo, what kind of drama is this."

Tang Lin looked at Yan Xiaomian who suddenly rushed over, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Bad guy, you bad guy, grandma is so old, you still bully him, you will be thundered by the sky."

Yan Xiaomian is like an angry kitten.

"On the contrary, a little girl, dare to meddle with me? Today, I will teach you a good lesson for your parents. ”

At this time, outside the box, a laugh sounded, and Tang Lin's face turned red. He thought that Wang Situ and other second-tier artists were watching outside, if he couldn't even clean up these old, weak, sick and disabled third-tier artists, he would definitely be laughed at by them for a long time.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Lin's heart was horizontal, his face was hideous, he raised his right hand, and fanned Yan Xiaomian who was stubbornly looking at him with his head up.

"Ah~"

Looking at the ever-enlarging palm in front of him, Yan Xiaomian closed his eyes in fright and screamed.

But half a day later, I found that the slap had not landed on her face for a long time.

Even the originally noisy box became silent.

Yan Xiaomian was puzzled.

Then

In her ear, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Isn't it a bit inhumane for such a big person to bully a little girl and an old man in his sixties?"

Yan Xiaomian opened his eyes and found that at some point, Qi Chen was already standing in front of him, grabbing Tang Lin's right hand.

Looking at Qi Chen's side face, she was surprised and happy in her heart.

"Stinky boy, you dare to meddle with Tang Lin's affairs, do you know that you are looking for death? Let go. ”

Looking at Qi Chen, who suddenly appeared, Tang Lin couldn't help but be intimidated.

"Oh? What if I don't let it go? ”

Qi Chen was unmoved.

"Do you know where this is? A third-tier artist, you dare to care about my second-tier artist's affairs, don't you want to live anymore? ”

Tang Lin's face turned red, he just wanted to break free from Qi Chen's shackles, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the right hand of the man in front of him was like a soldering iron, firmly imprinted on his hand, and he couldn't break free.

"Are you Qi Chen? Hahaha, I recognize you, you are Qi Chen. ”

Suddenly, Tang Lin's eyes, who were flushed, lit up, and he was no longer breaking free.

"Huh? Do you know me? ”

Qi Chen was stunned.

"Hahaha, I thought you had such an awesome background, it turned out that you just received a small-budget movie protagonist, so you dare to be so arrogant, take care of my Tang Lin's gossip, I look at you, is it because you have lost your interest?"

Tang Lin suddenly laughed.

Originally, when he looked at Qi Chen's face, he thought it was a friend brought by Wang Sicong.

Although Wang Sicong is only a third-tier artist, he is the son of the richest man after all.

In this place of Kyoto, at the feet of the prince, it is normal to meet the sons of some big people.

But at this time, when Tang Lin found out that the other party was just a small third-tier artist, his heart was completely in his stomach.

(End of chapter)