Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

Chapter 115 Can a fight really lead to a ban? Do you even know what tacit understanding is?

Despite his reluctance, Shen Mo was forced to work.

All the big names from the Nortel system, as well as industry heavyweights who are on good terms with Enlight Media, came to show their support.

Lu Yang and Wang Changtian stood at the front, greeting the guests who came to attend the premiere like grooms.

Yang Mi stood beside Shen Mo with a formulaic smile on her face, greeting people with a cheerful tone.

When no one was paying attention, she sneakily attacked Shen Daniu's soft flesh.

"Liu Yifei is doing really well lately, and even Jing Tian is doing well; he's already going abroad to attend events."

"Have these foreigners never seen anything like this? They made two songs and they became so popular."

"When will you make one for me too?"

"Isn't 'Love for Sale' keeping you busy enough?"

Yang Mi thought about her almost completely booked commercial performances recently and felt a chill run down her spine, but seeing Liu Yifei's success outside, she still felt resentful.

Even if I work myself to death, I'll die after achieving great success.

A surge of courage instantly roused her.

"I'm the top dog of Ula Grass, you can decide what to do."

"Stop bringing up the billing order. With some reform, Zhu Yawen could also become the top female star of Wula Grass."

Zhu Yawen seemed to have noticed something and greeted Yang Mi.

Even now, when the two team up to make money using "Love Transaction," their relationship is still very good.

Zhu Yawen didn't have a very good expression towards Shen Mo.

Yang Mi waved enthusiastically to Zhu Yawen, prompting a flurry of photos from the surrounding media.

After the camera moved away, Yang Mi said, "Don't try to fool me. I'm not going to cry or make a scene. I just want a song, and you're being all long-winded."

Shen Daniu replied dismissively, "I'll get it for you when I get back after I've finished promoting 'Batman'."

Sensing Shen Mo's perfunctory attitude, Yang Mi snorted coldly.

"How long will it take you to come back?"

"The itinerary is still undecided."

"You don't want to take responsibility, and you're just giving me this runaround. It's taking too long; I can't wait."

He glanced helplessly at the bright-eyed Da Mi Mi; this woman's forehead practically screamed ambition and a desire for personal gain.

They didn't even bother to go to the village to ask around.

His family name is Shen, starting from Shen Mo's grandfather.

Having dealt with so many widows, when have I ever carried firewood or fetched water for the widows in the village?

It was always these widows who would come forward to knit sweaters for the generations of old Shen.

While we're at it, we also need to sweep the yard clean and feed the pigs.

Now, Da Mimi actually wants to get benefits from Shen Daniu'er. Isn't this making Shen Mo violate the ancestral teachings?

Rolling his eyes, Shen Daniu said impatiently, "Wait or don't, it's up to you."

Da Mimi looked at Shen Daniu's attitude of taking advantage of her and then denying everything, her big eyes blinking incessantly, filled with tears.

Biting her lip, she said in a trembling voice, "I just want to ask you, who's hiding under the covers?"

Both are seasoned foxes, but Yang Mi's limited skills are nothing compared to Shen Daniu'er's profound family tradition of martial arts. He's simply overestimating himself.

Although it's clear that this woman is acting, it has to be said that her acting skills have improved considerably.

Since Da Mimi insisted on coming over and putting her head in the line of fire, then don't blame Shen Dani for being ruthless.

"I also have a song called 'The Power of Love,' you're lucky."

Yang Mi's face was full of smug satisfaction at his successful wicked scheme.

He blew a breath into Shen Daniu'er's ear.

"At least you have a conscience; your sister is under a lot of pressure right now—"

While chatting casually with Yang Mi, the reporter's interview segment had already begun.

Shen Mo originally thought he was just a supporting character and wouldn't get much attention, but he didn't expect that almost 90% of the media were there for him.

A fair-skinned young man wearing glasses looked refined, but the way he stabbed the big black stick in his hand showed that he was an expert.

"You son of a bitch, you look so civilized, but you still resort to sneak attacks."

The refined young man was also a trained fighter, and his fame rose after Shen Mo defeated the UFC champion.

Young people often harbor a burning passion within them.

He practiced relentlessly, working day and night to improve his hand speed.

I don't know how much suffering I endured or how many films I watched.

Upon first exchange, he discovered that even with his cunning techniques, Shen Daniu'er had managed to evade them.

A wave of helplessness washed over him. Just as the legends of the martial arts world had said, this damn man had advanced to the Grandmaster realm.

With eyes filled with endless regret, she wondered if she would ever have such a good opportunity again.

Adjusting his glasses, the refined reporter acted as if nothing had happened and went straight to the point: "Shen Mo, as a supporting character, what do you have to say about stealing the spotlight from the main cast?"

He opened his mouth, and realized that this guy was indeed a scoundrel.

What could Shen Mo say? Could he say they were too bad, or that he was too reckless?

No matter how you answer, it's a trap.

If you encounter a problem and can't solve it, you'll only create new problems.

Shen Mo focused his energy in his dantian, channeling his true qi through the Shenque and Tanzhong acupoints. The qi flowed smoothly, accelerating twice as it passed the Tiantu acupoint, then gathered at the Lianquan acupoint before being ejected directly.

The refined reporter saw a rainbow, then wiped his glasses, which felt salty and sticky.

Then the big black stick flew and hurtled towards Shen Mo.

Inside an office, Han Sanping said helplessly to Shen Mo, "Can't you just shut up for a second?"

Wang Changtian opened his mouth, wanting to give Shen Daniu a bite of something salty and sticky.

How dare that bastard hit a reporter in front of them!

What he found most unbelievable was that even though Shen Mo had done such a heinous thing, these reporters didn't say they wanted to band together to blacklist Shen Daniu.

They also have reporters, and he knows these people's character all too well.

I don't know if the world is changing too fast, or if I'm just getting old.

The reporters' reactions were completely unfamiliar to Wang Changtian.

The young reporter who got beaten up didn't cry or whine; instead, he made some harsh remarks.

Go back and practice diligently; one day, you will be able to successfully launch a sneak attack.

Blinking, Wang Changtian asked疑惑地问道, "Why don't they gang up on you?"

Shen Daniu'er grimaced, seemingly thinking that Wang Changtian was making a fuss over nothing.

Seventy percent of these reporters were acquaintances.

Six months ago, Shen Danu had quite a few conflicts with these people.

One adult was hung from a telephone pole by him, and another adult smoked on someone's wall in the middle of the night.

He beat up most of them.

Anyway, time is the only true friend, and these paparazzi have all gotten used to it; everyone has a tacit understanding.

That means you can write any rumors you want, and Shen Daniu will even cooperate; you can take any photos you want, and Shen Daniu will even pose for them.

But let's all have fun together and not gouge out each other's eyes, otherwise Shen Danu will really climb over the wall in the middle of the night.

"If they wanted to ban it, they would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

Looking at Shen Daniu'er's crooked mouth, Wang Changtian recalled his situation half a year ago.

Back then, even if Shen Mo bumped into a cleaning lady in the elevator, the next day the media would report it with headlines like "Why did Shen Daniu meet with an elderly mature woman late at night?"