Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

In the office.

“You have a martial arts foundation, don't you?” Ye Qiao asked.

Luo Chen clasped his lips, “A little bit, just...”

I practiced for a while to shoot Shock Dragon, but after all, it was three years apart.

Ye Qiao handed him a curriculum directly. “I guess you haven't practiced in too long and you're out of your mind. I've arranged a martial arts course for you. In the past few days, you focus on training with your master. Don't worry about anything else, and don't worry about anyone who doesn't matter. The lion will never turn back because of the dog bark. ”

Luo Chen nodded solemnly, silently took over the curriculum, didn't ask much, didn't wonder why other agents let their artists practice singing and dancing, but he let himself practice martial arts.

Nor did Ye Qiu ask what use the video he made today.

Looking at Luo Chen's good and obedient appearance, Ye Zheng's little heart was soft again for a few points. "Now you can't support the team, temporarily transfer people to the company first, but there will be all this in the future. ”

This sentence, rather than a promise, is more like a prophecy, sure of the prophecy he will make.

Luo Chen looked at the cold face of the man in front of him, and the heat fluctuated from the bottom of his dead heart for a while...

……

During the next period of time, Luochen came to the company to train with the martial arts teacher at 2: 00 every day, in addition to going to the hospital to look after her mother.

Everyone in the company was waiting for the new agent Ye Bai to make a big move. As a result, who knew after he recorded a video for Luo Chen, he did nothing but let Luo Chen practice martial arts every day.

Why do you keep letting artists practice martial arts? Isn't that a waste of time? Are you going to let him be a martial arts actor?

What a strange brain loop...

Luo Chen is deaf to all the strange eyes and rumors around him and does what he should do every day.

By then, Lin Hao had taken over the masters of a youth idol show.

Shortly after the debut of the second play, he will be able to star in the male lead. Such treatment is enough to make all the new people look red. Lin Hao's future is definitely a bright future.

On this day, Lin Hao came to the company as usual, with a large group of loving newcomers and practitioners.

As he passed through Luo Chen, Lin Haotong stopped walking. At this moment, the wolf who was played by Ye Zheng in the day has completely disappeared. He has regained the look of a higher than life. Looking at Luo Chen's expression is like looking at a lowly ant, as if he had lost his identity to say one more word to him.

Looking at Luo Chen with a stinking sweat, a bright group of fresh meat came out laughing.

“Pfft, Luo Chen is so hard! Training again! With such hard work, the future must be limitless! ”

“After all, I followed a dog warrior, right? I followed a man who could stand it! ”

“Come on, Rochen! ”

“Sign it for me, Senior Lo Chen! I'm afraid we won't even be able to talk to you tomorrow! ”

Just a bunch of people laughed.

Luo Chen wiped the sweat off his forehead and swept them away with no expression. He went around them without a word.

Upstairs, in Zhou Wenbin's office.

Zhou Wenbin said as he played with the new antiques, "How's the boy? ”

Fat broker busily said, "Don't worry, Brother Bin, no water or flowers have come out. It must be a bluff, so it's a bluff! ”

“Don't take it lightly.” Zhou Wenbin glanced at him and knocked.

The man rubbed his hand, his face was beautiful, “Brother Bin, look at you, who you are, you've been in the circle for more than 20 years, what a big wind wave you haven't seen, how can he be compared to a hairy boy, soon you will always know, we shine, it's up to Brother Bin! ”

Zhou Wenbin was obviously in a good mood to be complimented. He asked casually, "How's Miyagi doing lately? ”

“Don't worry, Miyagi has been a good boy lately, nothing has happened. The last sniffing heat has subsided and should be ready to show up in a few days...”

“Mm-hmm.” Zhou Wenbin blew the porcelain in his hand and nodded satisfactorily.