The Most Popular Comedian [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 8 - Watch a play

Rong Congyan has always been restless recently.

His younger brother Rong Yuheng never let him worry about it since he was a child. After a dispute with his father a few days ago, he was finally swept out and he has not returned home until now.

He is worried.

Worried that Rong Yuheng would harm the flowers and plants outside again.

At the end of get off work, as the executive president of the group headquarters, Rong Congyan was still reviewing documents in a professional manner. Information from friends in the circle popped up at this time.

He has no interest in entertaining gossip, his friends know this, so they never push them to him. But today, for some reason, gongs, drums and firecrackers blasted the sky in a small dialog box.

“Congyan! Look at this! The draft of “Ace of Stars” is absolutely amazing. Why is that No. 13 so like your little Heng?”

Rong Congyan glanced intently, and saw a familiar figure pouting his **** happily towards the opposite man on the large picture.

Rong Congyan, “…”

Good job, Rong Yuheng.

“Help me find out the “Ace of Stars” program.”

Secretary Shen’s cold sweat was coming down, and President Xiao Rong’s aura was as scary as President Rong, especially when he had a cold face, he felt that he could freeze his liver through.

Fortunately, he is already a mature tool man. He immediately brought up the video to Rong Congyan in a respectful and responsible manner, “Mr. Rong, that’s it.”

“Okay, I’ll take a look for myself for a while, you can go down first.”

The office door closed with a click.

The cheerful and smooth prelude sounds flowed out of the computer. As the progress bar pushed back, Rong Congyan’s brows became more frowning…

“Shoot when it’s time to do it~

One click, two click…”

After Rong Yuheng’s happy tango, it was Wen Zezheng’s sincere face.

The emperor of the film and television industry finally lowered his noble head and said softly, “Don’t sing, please.”

The camera also cut a close-up of the face, and the eyes of a generation of actor and actress were pure admiration and pleading.

Rong Congyan’s hand holding the mouse trembled slightly.

He looked at Wen Zizhang’s cracked face on the screen, and he actually showed a sense of pleasure of being sympathetic to each other.

The barrage slipped past,

“This is the humblest time since Brother Hung debuted…”

“He came, he came with a knife.”

“Rong: Teacher Wen, get dry! Butt up! One da da two da da… Wen refused three consecutive: no please, no please, no please, no please.”

“Hahahahahaha, my nails are cracking with laughter…”

Immediately after Wen Zexang proposed after-school tutoring, another groundhog screamed on the barrage, covering up the whole picture.

Can’t see Rong Yuheng’s heart-wrenching face, Rong Congyan’s long-standing depression in his chest finally slowly exhales…

Later, I did some tricks in the make-up course. The first shot was Qiao Tan standing at the entrance of the corridor. Song Tang asked, “Where is Mr. Wen?”