Douluo's Peerless Reincarnation

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Lu Shiying stared at the photos on her phone screen. The more she looked at them, the redder the ends of her eyes became.

She didn't understand, really didn't understand.

How could Brother Changye fall in love with such a woman?

He even yelled at her because of that Gu Gu.

Lu Shiying walked outside the Shengyu Building in a daze.

Heartbroken and hurt, she couldn't help it, so she called her brother.

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When Lu Shifeng's cell phone rang.

He was watching a group of trainees in the training room.

In the dance hall, there are mirrors on all sides. The new trainees all have top-notch looks, and their figures are very hot.

Girls, you have to become famous as early as possible. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, you are green and tender and full of youthful vitality.

Probably because the CEO came to see them today, the girls who usually practice seriously are even more serious and dance to a larger scale. They are wearing training clothes, squatting, bending and raising their legs, all of them are charming and sexy.

President e is famous for being romantic and affectionate, generous and considerate to his lovers, and is well-known in the circle.

Several girls have something in mind.

Lu Shifeng wore a camel sweater and a long gray coat. He held his pocket with one hand and looked tall and handsome.

It has been a while since training. In the middle of winter, the trainees wearing thin training clothes were covered in sweat and soaked to the skin, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

"Rest for thirty minutes." The training teacher said.

Some girls who couldn't keep up with the physical strength felt liberated when they heard this sound, and immediately collapsed on the ground. pb

There are some who are strong and can barely stand unsteadily, but the CEO here still wants to maintain a good-looking side.

"Mr. Lu, what do you think of this batch of trainees?" A person in charge stood next to Lu Shifeng and asked respectfully.

Lu Shifeng had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, swept his frivolous and evil eyes over the little girls, and commented lightly: "It's not bad."

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"Mr. Lu." A girl who was still standing suddenly moved and walked towards Lu Shifeng and several people in charge. Probably because she was nervous, she stuttered a little, "I,... my name is Zhang Wenyi. Lu Best of all."

I don't know if this girl is too stupid or she wants to be famous. On this occasion, she came up to build a relationship with Mr. Lu without anyone calling her by name.

The person in charge's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "What are you doing? Why don't you go back to your place?"

The person in charge glanced at Lu Shifeng with cold sweat, fearing that Mr. Lu would be dissatisfied with his work.

The few little girls who were staying in place to rest saw Zhang Wenyi being scolded, and some of them had expressionless faces, as if they didn't see it and turned a deaf ear;

Some people are unable to control their emotions, including disgust, ridicule, and cold ridicule.

Zhang Wenyi seemed to realize what she had done belatedly, her face suddenly turned pale, and she stood at a loss.

Lu Shifeng lazily raised his hand. Seeing that Lu Shifeng was not unhappy, the person in charge did not dare to speak any more.

The slender index finger lifted Zhang Wenyi's chin frivolously, and Lu Shifeng's clear voice was sinister and gentle: "Zhang Wenyi? Huh?"

The fingers that lifted her chin felt slightly cold. Zhang Wenyi followed the strength of her fingers and raised her head, looking at Lu Shifeng in panic.

When he met Lu Shifeng's eyes, he was slightly startled for a moment.

Tailor E's pair of captivating eyes looked like layers of ink and wash paintings, raised diagonally upwards, looking unbridled and sycophantic, with a careless and frivolous smile at the corner of his lips.

But those eyes clearly reflected the nervous face of the little girl.

When Zhang Wenyi was looked at like this, she didn't know how to react.

Lu Shifeng's lips smiled: "Are you an adult?"

Zhang Wenyi pinched the corner of her clothes nervously with one hand, shook her head, nodded, and shook her head again in an instant.

"Good girl, don't be nervous, tell me if you are an adult." Lu Shifeng's cold and charming voice turned low and seductive, asking her to answer.

"No, I'm not an adult yet." Zhang Wenyi said nervously and quietly, "There are still two months left."

"Well, that's it." Lu Shifeng curved a cold and arrogant arc, swept his frivolous eyes over the little girl's chest unscrupulously, and said with a smile: "You are well developed. I like people like you who know how to fight for themselves. When you are an adult, Finally, if you still have this intention, you can come to me."

"Ah!" Zhang Wenyi exclaimed, her eyes filled with joy and surprise.

Is she... just so attracted by Mr. Lu?

Lu Shifeng retracted his finger and gestured to his secretary.

The secretary understood, and immediately handed a gold-gilded minimalist business card to Zhang Wenyi with a somewhat respectful attitude: "Ms. Zhang, this is Mr. Lu's business card. Please accept it."

The trainees who were still sneering at Zhang Wenyi just now lost their cold and mocking moods, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Is it that simple to climb up to Mr. Lu?

I couldn't help but regret that I didn't take the initiative to fight for it like Zhang Wenyi did.

buzzing.

Lu Shifeng's phone vibrated.

Taking out the mobile phone from the coat pocket, the words Lu Shiying were beating.

Lu Shifeng frowned, gave a few instructions to the person in charge, turned around and walked out.

The secretary followed suit.

Zhang Wenyi looked at the business card in her hand and was trembling with excitement.

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When Lu Shifeng walked outside the training room, the secretary handed over a clean dark blue handkerchief.

After taking the handkerchief, Lu Shifeng carefully wiped the fingers of the trainee who had just touched them from beginning to end as he walked.

It seemed that touching that trainee just now was unbearable and disgusting to him.

Passing by the trash can, Lu Shifeng threw the handkerchief directly into the trash can.

The phone is still vibrating.

Before picking up, he turned to the secretary and ordered: "The trainees just now, those who can control their emotions, single them out to see if they can form a girl group."

The secretary responded respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Lu."

As an artist, you need to have talent and ability, but in the industry, the most important thing is to be able to manage your emotions.

In front of the audience, in front of the fans, in front of the media reporters, the artist never plays himself, but the image packaged by the company and in line with the expectations of the fans.

The man's slender fingers crossed the answer button. Before he could speak, an extremely aggrieved voice came from the other end: "Brother!"

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