Rebirth of the Superstar

Chapter 125| Concern

In the war both armies fought against each other, with the general sitting in the rear and commanding the battle, and the one rushing ahead are always the pawn's cannon fodder.

There's another kind of example, where the emperor enjoys glory and wealth in the palace and then throws the war fighting to the general.

Tang Feng didn't know what their current situation was, but he could be sure that he was now the equivalent of a pawn in Lu Tian Chen's hand, and Ge Chen, a pawn in Su Qi Cheng's hand, with the two emperors sitting behind them, secretly making a strenuous effort, while they rushed to the front to kill each other.

Su Qi Cheng accurately grasped Tang Feng's "weakness" and started spreading false news on some portals: two ships on foot, relying on favoritism rules to get to the top.

Not willing to be lonely, some other portals began to appear "angelic" Ge Chen scandals: the rise to power by subterfuge, the Su Entertainment Co.’s "boss lady”.

Either one of them made Tang Feng feel a bit distressed, what kind of a toss-up is this?

Pulled open the drawer to take out a pack, Tang Feng legs slightly open to sit on the seat of the apartment balcony, the lighter spark "miso--" once lit a heavy night color, a cigarette in the mouth, a head tilt to the fire light slowly lit, the burning tobacco rises in a white smoke.

Taking a sip gently, the cigarette he hasn't touched for a long time Tang Feng felt slightly punched, Tang Feng coughed twice, and slowly adapted to the smoky mouth until the slightly bitter taste filled the mouth, spitting out a smoke ring, white, the smoke gradually it became hazy and dissipated in the cold night.

The night is deep, the city is lit up, but those are false prosperity, fleeting and psychedelic, as if with a breath of air you can restore the steel and concrete beneath the prosperity, cold and stinking.

Eternity is only the moon, only the stars, dotted in the night always shine brightly.
The cigarette fell to the floor and faded out, the man tucked his legs into the chair, his hands on his knees and buried his head in it, what had he been doing all these days, had he been giving too much of his mind to a scandal that had come to him like a tide, made up out of thin air?
Tang Feng ah Tang Feng, in the end, you are still a mundane person, there is no way to really see everything through.

People on the news kept questioning him about how an over-the-top star could be favored by the show “Dream Lover”, how he could be favored by Charles and how he could be favored by Lu Tian Chen.
What charm do you have? You don't have a work that holds as his own except for the young body.

The words were sharp and strident, and although he was already invulnerable, there was still a little anger when he heard them, it is like a genius who has a retard pointing at his nose and saying, "You're a retard", which he could take away as the wind in his ears, only the wind would be felt on his body.

Yet none of this is what makes Tang Feng sit on the balcony and smoke; he's disappointed in himself, putting too much energy and thought into Lu Tian Chen, Charles, Albert, the dogged polyamory, the messy business wars that are too complicated and a waste of time for an actor.

After a kidnapping and a fight to the death, he was suddenly a little tired and had the idea of finding someone to lean on for a chat and a drink.

"Beep beep--" the cell phone placed on the table suddenly vibrated, and Tang Feng lifted his head from between his knees and looked at the cell phone screen, it was a strange number.

"Hello?" He picked up the phone.

[Mud is good! Tang Feng!] What a crappy bite of Chinese.

"Mr. Ginno, your Chinese really sucks." At first listen, Tang Feng could tell whose voice it was, just how did Mr. Ginno got his cell phone number?