Rebirth of the perfect male god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 114 Mo Yue's Feedback (1)
Mo Yue watched the rare emotional scene on the stage, "Crack."

"What are you doing?" Mo Yue looked at Song Xiaohu who kept tinkering with the tablet.

"Taking pictures, there is no news on your V blog. As a manager, I have to give moon cakes some benefits at all times." Song Xiaohu said as it should.

After being told by Song Xiaohu, Mo Yue remembered that she hadn't posted any news about what had happened before.

Mo Yue took out her phone, took advantage of Song Xiaohu's inattention, took a few photos, and specially raised her middle finger, edited a post and sent it out.

"I'm not mistaken, did the male god post something?"

"The male god is so cute, is that Lord Xiaohu?"

"I just saw Master Xiaohu posted a post, and the male god followed suit. By the way, Master Xiaohu doesn't know about it?"

"Hey, lick the screen! The male god is so handsome, I want to P off Lord Xiaohu!"

"Is the male god filming? Did he really take over "Criminal Psychologist" directed by George?"

"Male god, can you post more news in the future, and give more dog food!"

"Master Xiaohu?" Mo Yue looked at Song Xiaohu at the side.

"That's because your moon cakes praised me, hehe."

"Put your face out."

Song Xiaohu reached over suspiciously, but was punched by Mo Yue.

"Crack."

#He is Master Xiaohu, what am I? #

"Master Xiaohu was beaten?! The male god is mighty!"

"A male god is a male god! The male god of our mooncakes!"

"No, no, Mr. Xiaohu has an official position. We male gods shouldn't just be called male gods! It's too vulgar!"

"Called the king! The male god is the king who rules our mooncakes!"

"Should I be called Chang'e?"

"I'm still called Jade Rabbit!"

"What should it be called? I think the male god is pretty good."

"I think it's called the leader, how domineering!"

"Master, it seems that the East is invincible!"

Mo Yue looked at the strange answers, turned off her phone, and continued to work.

"Yue, I have something to discuss with you." George called to Mo Yue who had just left the stage.

"Director George, what's the matter?"

"It's like this, because the previous stills were leaked, so your group needs to take a new shot."

"of course can."

"Okay, then do you want to prepare?" George looked at Mo Yue who was covered in mud.

"I'm going to change clothes."

"Go."

"Director George, why is there a crystal coffin here? By the way, where is Brother Mo Yue?" Dora, who had just finished filming, looked at the surrounding arrangement and asked in question.

"Dora, you are not younger than Mo Yue, why do you always call him brother?"

"Uncle George! Why are you so boring? Don't you think Brother Mo Yue is very mature even though he is young?"

"No matter how mature you are, it can't change the fact that he is younger than you."

"Dora, why are you here?" After changing her clothes, Mo Yue saw Dora beside George.

"Brother Mo Yue, why don't I come to help you take still photos!"

"That's really hard work for you!" Mo Yue patted Dora's head.

Dora's original bright smile disappeared when she saw the clothes on Mo Yue's body, "Brother Mo Yue, what's the matter with your clothes?"

Mo Yue looked at the warm tone on her body that was different from the past. Under the gray coat, there was a yellowed graffiti T-shirt, a pair of washed and whitened jeans, and a pair of tattered canvas shoes that showed the age.

"The staff gave it to me." Mo Yue guessed what kind of stills to take.

(End of this chapter)