Actor: Thank you.

The urge to handle round, chubby things is not only human nature, but also the nature of animals.

Lions, tigers, and pandas in the zoo also play with balls.

Men are the same; they like to play with round, rolling balls.

Zhang Yuan patted Xie Gongzi's head.

Xie Tingfeng was afraid that Zhang Yuan would hit him too hard and break him.

After all, this is someone who can easily stand up for himself.

If someone were to deliver a blow to my head like an iron palm strike, my round head would turn into a flat head.

But as he continued to work on it, Young Master Xie felt something was amiss.

Zhang Yuan didn't just pick up the CD, he also touched it.

Not only did they touch it, they also rubbed it.

Not only do they knead, they also pinch.

They not only pinched, they also picked at...

Nicholas Tse: ...

Why does his technique feel a little strange?

As Young Master Xie was pondering this, he looked up and saw Fan Bingbing, who was smiling and casting a gentle glance at him.

Based on his experience, there are only two possibilities when a woman gives him that look.

It's either meeting someone you like or finding a bag you love.

He learned his experience from his wife, Cecilia Cheung.

Young Master Xie didn't even need to follow the gaze to know who Fan Bingbing was looking at.

Ha, back in the days of "The Little Fish and the Flower Without Flaws", you two were already exchanging glances.

My iron heart orchid is still in your hands.

It seems that Ms. Yuan Quan, who plays Su Ying, is more serious... Nicholas Tse thought to himself.

It's quite tight.

He wasn't particularly envious of Fan Bingbing and Zhang Yuan's relationship.

The three Hong Kong stars, namely the most popular one back then, Edison Chen, and him.

Only Edison Chen was fooling around; he and Joe Chen were both innocent boys whose appearances were quite different from their real-life counterparts.

I'm not jealous, but you can't mess with my head like this.

What came to mind when you saw Fan Bingbing?

"Zhang Yuan."

"Ok?"

Have you touched it enough?

"not yet."

"Your technique..."

"what happened?"

“A bit lewd,” Young Master Xie said seriously in Mandarin with a Hong Kong accent.

Zhang Yuan: …

He didn't actually make any associations; rather, he sensed something strange.

He didn't pay much attention to what the other person was saying and slightly tiptoed.

Nicholas Tse was already about ten centimeters shorter than him, and when he stood on tiptoe, he could just see the top of the other's head.

"Have you been doing something bad lately?" he asked.

"No."

"Then how come there are sores on your scalp?"

There's a saying that describes someone as having sores on their head and pus flowing from their feet; it's a proverb to describe someone as bad.

Both of these problems are quite painful.

It can be seen as a form of punishment that ordinary people imagine for evildoers.

Actually, it's the wicked who aren't afraid.

“Yes, I saw it too,” the hairdresser said, raising his hand.

"Nicholas Tse has a sore on his head."

"So I was very careful when I shaved, and I didn't touch anything."

"Did Nicholas Tse feel any pain?"

"No."

The makeup artist was quite proud; the fact that the client didn't notice meant she had good technique.

"This looks like a boil," Hu Jun, a tall man, said, standing on tiptoe to take a look.

"Nicholas, try to eat less oily food lately, or you might be getting a sore throat."

"Hey, didn't your wife say she wanted to have another child with you, and that you're preparing for it?"

"You can still get a sore throat even like this? Looks like Cecilia Cheung's charm isn't enough, hahaha..." Chen Desheng joked, as he was familiar with him.

"No no no."

Everyone was chuckling, but Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes, his expression not so relaxed.

"Boils don't look like this."

Boils, or in Northeast China, they are called "mòtóu".

It's a kind of red, swollen bump that can appear all over the body.

It's troublesome that it's on my butt; it hurts when I sit down.

It grows on the top of the head, so be careful when getting a haircut, as it's easy to break it.

Traditional Chinese medicine says these bumps are caused by internal heat, but according to Western medicine, they are caused by Staphylococcus aureus infection.

There are two types: one with a white dot and one without a white dot.

If it has white spots, once it's "ripe," you can squeeze it with your hand and it will spurt out.

But this is clearly not a boil in Young Master Xie's case.

That's why Zhang Yuan was pinching and squeezing it earlier.

First of all, whether it's a boil, a sore, or a reddish color.

Some are deep, and they turn purplish.

But Young Master Xie's lump is black, with a hint of brown.

It wasn't very big, about the size of two pill bugs.

"hiss!"

Zhang Yuan pressed down hard, and Young Master Xie bared his teeth.

"What are you doing?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts."

"Also, stop touching me. I'm starting to doubt your sexual orientation." Young Master Xie pried his hand away.

"You have this...lump."

"When did you get it?"

"I don't know?" Young Master Xie shook his head.

How long ago was your last haircut?

"More than two months."

Zhang Yuan considered it.

I didn't notice it when I got a haircut more than two months ago.

This indicates that it wasn't obvious more than two months ago.

The fact that it became so obvious in just a few dozen days illustrates two things.

First of all, this is not a mole, otherwise he would have known.

Secondly, this thing grows very fast.

Zhang Yuan felt something was wrong because his sense of touch was much more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

After all, the "Iron Thieves" rely on their fingers to take things; if their sense of touch is dull, they're guaranteed to be caught red-handed.

So when he touched it just now, he felt that the texture was very strange.

First, it felt like a hard lump, but it didn't feel like a skull; it felt more like rubber.

Upon closer inspection, the lump was not only dark in color, but the surface skin also had an orange peel texture, which was different from the surrounding scalp.

It has an irregular, pitted surface that looks quite strange.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Others might not notice it when they look at it or touch it, but he's quite careful.

"I think, well, this is just my personal suggestion," Zhang Yuan said politely.

"You'd better go take a look, even if it's just for filming."

"It doesn't look good with that thing around, does it?"

"Just apply some medicated wine, and it'll be fine." He patted the scalp; "I'm not that delicate."

"You should go see a doctor."

"After you see the doctor, I'll teach you Wing Chun." Zhang Yuan knew that conventional advice wouldn't work.

He associated it all with masculinity, a typical case of mistaking roughness for courage.

"Hey, you said it yourself, no take-backs allowed." He gets all excited when this is mentioned.

She tilted her head and pointed at him, looking like she was about to seize an opportunity.

“I keep my word,” Zhang Yuan replied with a serious nod.

"Then I'll go see a doctor tomorrow." He figured it would just be a matter of applying some ointment.

Zhang Yuan was worried that this thing might not be good.

First of all, if it's melanoma, the king of all skin cancers, then it's all over. We can fast forward to the point where Zhang Yuan is holding Cecilia Cheung's hand with one hand and a camera in the other, saying to Mr. Xie, "I will take care of your wife and children, so don't worry."

It would be better if it were another skin condition.

Ideally, it should just be a boil.

Even setting aside personal relationships, the fact that he and I are partners in the animation company is enough to warrant caution.

Moreover, there's Wang Fei's connection to it.

There wasn't much to do on the first day, just getting to know each other at different events.

We also filmed a few long shots with Group B.

That evening, he wanted to treat the crew to dinner to build rapport beforehand, but he was pulled aside by the impatient Fan Bingbing.

"It's been so long since we last met, don't you miss me?"

"Not long, I guess."

"A few months, isn't that long?" Fan Xiaopang crossed his arms, then narrowed his foxy eyes, a hint of sourness in his expression.

"Yeah, you must have had a lot of fun with those models abroad."

"Tell me, what's so interesting about foreigners?"

"That was my job, for publicity. I'm very hurt by what you're saying about me," Zhang Yuan said, feigning heartache.

"I'm still heartbroken. I'm thinking about her all the time, but she might not be thinking about me."

"And I don't have the good fortune of those blonde, blue-eyed models to ride in private jets."

Zhang Yuan: …

Okay, okay, so that's what it was about.

He promised to lend her a flight abroad to travel after filming was finished, which finally calmed her down.

"You're pretty good to your buddy."

"You care so much about other people, but I've never seen you care about me." Fan Bingbing said, her voice turning sour again.

"how?"

"Let me check you too, see if you have any boils?"

"come."

……

That night, Zhang Yuanzai checked it carefully several times.

Being naturally beautiful is a great advantage; I don't even have a single pimple, let alone boils.

I searched him thoroughly from head to toe, but there was nothing wrong with him.

They were all white and tender, fine and smooth.

Fan Xiaopang has a fleshy build, but his flesh doesn't show on his face.

In addition, she controlled her weight for filming, so she is quite well-proportioned.

As long as the locksmith is skilled enough, they can open any lock, whether it's a gold lock or a silver lock.

Judging from her appearance, Fan Bingbing seems to be the kind of person who's particularly wild and can probably play all night without getting out of breath.

In reality, not only does she have average stamina and need to rest from time to time, but she is also the type with strong emotional needs.

They're the kind of breed that you have to coax and say nice things to to get them into the zone more easily.

Just like Ah Zu and Nicholas Tse, they may look like playboys, but they are actually two honest people when it comes to relationships.

Don't judge a book by its cover.

However, the advantage of Fan Bingbing's type is that if there is an emotional foundation, things will be particularly harmonious.

Clearly, they had a foundation, so both were very satisfied.

While she was recovering, Zhang Yuan, feeling bored, turned on the TV.

"You."

"I originally planned to get to know the crew members first, but you dragged me to the room instead."

"This is how it is on my first day on set. What will people think of me?" he complained as he changed the channel.

Does it matter what others think?

"As long as you're the best in my eyes, that's enough." Fan Bingbing hugged him from behind.

"Even bald heads look handsome, I like them."

"Hey, I'm praising you, are you going to give me some reaction?" Fan Bingbing nudged him.

"Ah... Oh, I like myself too."

"Have you no shame?" she said in a sweet, reproachful voice, rubbing her cheek against his chin.

He enjoyed this intimate gesture, but his mind wasn't on it at the moment.

It wasn't that there were prettier girls on TV who attracted him.

Among actresses nationwide, there aren't many who are prettier than Fan Bingbing.

He was drawn to a man.

On television, a large number of media outlets were interviewing Chen Shengsheng.

"I have terminated my contract with EE-Media."

"There is no longer a legal relationship between us."

"I will have a completely new personal development in the future."

With a serious expression, Chen Shengsheng told the media, "From today onwards, I will officially join Huayi Music."

"My new album will also be released soon."

"Fans, thank you for waiting."

The conflict between EE-Media and Chen Shengchen is arguably the biggest topic in the mainland music scene recently.

Note that this refers to the mainland Chinese music scene.

Because if we're talking about the Chinese music scene, the hottest topic is Angela Chang and her mother's unpleasant situation.

However, Chen Shengsheng's relationship with EE-Media is similar to that of Angela Chang and her mother.

And it's all for profit.

The fact that relations have deteriorated to this extent indicates that both Tianyu Media and Chen have significant problems.

One is dark-skinned, the other is stubborn.

Audiences love watching this kind of big showdown.

Then they take sides and hurl insults at each other to vent their emotions.

"Hmph, Hua Yi is quite energetic."

"Why get involved in something so troublesome?"

"What?" Fan Xiaopang, who was kissing his ear, looked up when he heard the name Huayi.

"You didn't know about Chen's birth?"

"Xiao Wang saw his commercial value, and Zhang Liangying and Shang Wenjie, whom he poached from Tianyu Media, have brought in good revenue." Although Fan Bingbing left Huayi, the relationship remained, so she knew everything.

"I heard that Xiao Wang also wants to poach He Jie."

Zhang Yuan nodded, but did not answer.

The contract termination controversy is divided into two parts: China and South Korea. Because both are music industry events, they are referred to together.

In South Korea, led by Han Geng, a total of six members filed a lawsuit against SM Entertainment, the company behind Super Junior, to terminate their contracts.

They're being exploited too much, and then subjected to constant psychological manipulation (PUA) – this is a long-standing tradition in South Korea.

In China, the main player is Tianyu Media.

With Chen Shengsheng at the forefront, Tianyu Entertainment lost three key players in one year.

He Jie is also going through a breakup, saying she can't stand Tianyu Media's hype tactics and is dissatisfied with the resources they provide.

But this woman herself loves to create hype, and her mental state and personality...

In any case, compared to Fan Bingbing's IQ and EQ, He Jie is at most a delinquent.

Not long after, An Youqi did not renew her contract with EE-Media after her term expired.

Hua Yi was very interested in He Jie, but this time she didn't succeed.

But after two years, this woman terminated her contract with her agency and eventually went to Huayi.

With key figures fleeing one after another, it's unrealistic to say that Tianyu Media has no problems whatsoever and that it's all the artists' fault.

If a company has a high turnover rate, besides the possibility that it is intentional, the most likely reason is that the corporate culture brought about by certain leaders is unpopular.

Zhang Yuan didn't care about He Jie; they had no interaction for the time being.

However, if Chen were born...

"Actually, I've heard that you've been going against Huayi lately, is that right?"

"Everyone says it's because of a young girl."

As Fan Xiaopang spoke, he pretended to bite his shoulder hard.

But he quickly shut up.

"Tell me, what exactly are you planning?"

"I don't believe you, you scoundrel, would act without a reason or be driven by emotion."

"But you looked pretty cool when you were having so much fun with the Wang brothers," Fan Bingbing said, praising him again.

"It's nothing. Huayi will be listed soon, and I have my own plans."

"But you are well-informed. Send me more information about Huayi from time to time."

He interrupted before the other person could speak.

"I know that if there's a benefit or money to be made, I'll think of you."

"But you also need to keep an eye on the Wang brothers for me."

"That depends on your performance." Fan Xiaopang leaned back and fell onto the double bed covered with white sheets.

……

The film crew arrived the following day.

Zhang Yuan had just finished her makeup and was getting ready to go to work.

Xie Tingfeng pushed open the door and entered, his face ashen… (End of Chapter)