The atmosphere at the scene was once again knocked down to a peak.

The audience was all excited and cheered for Chen Mengyao's arrival.

Ning Changsheng didn't expect that the response on the scene was so enthusiastic. Perhaps it was extremely correct to make Chen Mengyao a patient in the final.

Wait until Chen Mengyao sat safely in the middle of the competition venue.

The audience suddenly calmed down and then a burst of doubts broke out.

"What does this mean?"

"Why did Chen Mengyao sit in the seat of the patient?"

"Yes, that place is where the contestants diagnose patients. Could it be that Chen Mengyao is sick?"

After hearing the exclamation and hesitation at the scene, Ning Changsheng immediately picked up the microphone and said, "Everyone, I know what you are asking, but the facts are in front of you. Chen Mengyao is the last patient diagnosed by our ancestor!"

"What?"

"Chen Mengyao is really sick. What's going on?"

"Maybe she is too tired when she sings and acts, so she suffers from some disease. It really makes her feel sorry for her."

Everyone at the scene felt a sense of regret, but there was also a strange look.

Because Chen Mengyao's image in front of the public has always been known for her perfection, but now she suddenly gets sick, which inevitably leads to a gap.

Chen Mengyao's face also changed slightly. She didn't expect that this time she mustered up the courage to appear and came to the middle of the game venue, but she didn't expect that she would cause such a big response.

And there are obviously some bad sounds in these reactions.

This had an extremely bad effect on her.

As a star, Chen Mengyao's every move in the public eye is very eye-catching. When she suddenly comes here, she reveals that she is sick, which naturally reduces her image.

Her brows frowned slightly, but Chen Mengyao didn't want to explain anything at this time.

If you are sick, you are sick. Everyone is a mortal, and they eat grains and grains, so they are naturally unavoidable.

But Chen Mengyao's private phone suddenly rang.

Only a few people know about this call, but those who can call it are extremely important.

Chen Mengyao took out the phone and looked at it, but finally had no choice but to connect.

"Chen Mengyao, what are you doing? Did you suddenly arrive at the scene of the Yanhuang Medical Competition? With the consent of our agency?" This call was called by Mr. Yang, the highest leader of their agency.

"Mr. Yang, I just want to cure my illness." Chen Mengyao said.

"Your disease cannot be cured at all, and it will not have much impact as long as you pay attention. But do you know that your reckless appearance will reduce your image and cause losses to our agency." Mr. Yang said seriously.

"Mr. Yang, do you only know the interests of the company? Do you don't know the pain I have suffered in the past six months?" Chen Mengyao's voice couldn't help but increase a little.

"Have the pain? Stop talking nonsense. The doctor said you are not sick at all, just a little depressed. Just insist on taking that medicine every day, and there is nothing to do afterwards." Mr. Yang said.

"No, I can't take that medicine every day, let alone take it often. I've found that I feel very uncomfortable. If I take that medicine, I will definitely have big problems." Chen Mengyao said.

"Then I don't allow you to appear now, leave the competition site immediately, otherwise we will deal with it as your breach of contract." Mr. Yang said.

"Breach of contract..." Chen Mengyao was stunned.

Each of them will sign a contract with the agency. There is indeed one thing within these contracts that cannot be done at will to reduce one's own image.

If losses are caused to the company, double compensation will be paid.

This is not a small amount.

After all, a company will spend a lot of energy and time to train an artist, and will also invest a lot of money to promote.

That's right, now she found that the disease on her body was no longer a simple minor illness. If it was not cured, it would be very likely that she would be in peace for the rest of her life.

"If you breach the contract, just breach the contract." Chen Mengyao suddenly felt extremely disappointed.

"What did you say? You really want to breach the contract?" Mr. Yang was stunned.

"Mr. Yang, I have had enough. Over the years, you have made a lot of money from me. Your company has changed from a small studio to a large group. But over the years, you have become more and more greedy and have never considered my feelings. You just want to continue to get more signs from me. Mr. Yang, there is a saying that I have wanted to tell you a long time ago..." Chen Mengyao said.

Mr. Yang hurriedly interrupted: "Let's stop talking, Chen Mengyao, let's just forget it this time."

Chen Mengyao is their company's money tree. If the contract is really terminated, it will cause greater losses to their company.

But this time, Chen Mengyao mustered up the courage and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I still want to say, let's terminate the contract."

"No, Chen Mengyao, we can still talk..." But before Mr. Yang finished speaking, Chen Mengyao hung up the phone.

But Mr. Yang called, and Chen Mengyao turned off the phone directly and then put it in her pocket.

Suddenly, she felt relaxed.

For the past six months, she has been wanting to have a good rest, but due to the company's contract, she has to work hard every day.

Perhaps, she felt that she could numb that feeling at work.

But on the contrary, the feeling of heartache became stronger and stronger. She could always remember the shadow of that person at work.

But now, from today on, she has been relaxed since she didn't have to be bound by anything. She can also go out for a walk and stop and live some comfortable life, so that she may be able to forget that feeling.

When Chen Mengyao raised her head again and saw a lot of criticism still coming from the audience, she felt that it was not that important.

Reduce your image, so what?

Chen Mengyao smiled lightly and sat upright on the chair. Her temperament was from the inside out, which was unignorable.

The discussions of the audience gradually became smaller. Perhaps it was discovered that from beginning to end, Chen Mengyao had never shown any displeasure. This feeling was like you accidentally hurt someone, but others still smiled and said that it was okay, which made people feel particularly guilty.

Just one hour passed.

At this time, Ning Changsheng saw that the scene gradually stabilized, and then swept towards the contestants' seats.

At this moment.

Wang Zhen and Lynch were both in a state of meditation, but when they felt his gaze, they opened their eyes at the same time and breathed out a breath of turbid air from their mouths, like the solid white mist, very strange.

"You two, are you ready?" Ning Changsheng asked.

"No problem." Wang Zhen stood up, and a crackling sound came from his body, with a rainbow of momentum.

"It can start anytime." Lynch stood up, but he was introverted and endured, which made people unable to understand.
Chapter completed!