After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 21 Are You All Right?
Yan Cheng's attitude was indifferent to the naked eye.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't care, and explained: "Oh, I probably pressed it by accident."

It's a very popular routine, and the lines are so old-fashioned that there is nothing new.

In the two years since his debut, Yan Cheng encountered this situation many times, so much so that now he only hears the first half of the sentence and his eyelids twitch due to stress.

But Zhong Jiuyin was different from those actresses who deliberately made wrong calls. He calmed down and said patiently, "If it's okay, I'll hang up."

Zhong Jiuyin: "OK...hey wait a minute."

The man in the video frowned again.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't see it, she turned around to get another book on the bedside, lifted it up, and showed it to him like a live broadcast.

"Do you still want your book?"

Yan Cheng: "...No."

"Then it's mine." She turned her fingers against the book and told him what happened in the morning by the way.

"My company intends to take advantage of your potential to ask for two characters to praise others. I pretended to be you and refused. If you have a chance to meet in the future, don't reveal your secrets."

Yan Cheng's thought of hanging up the phone paused: "Pretending to be me?"

"Yes," she said smugly, "Double WeChat~"

The twitching movement made the book on his fingers unable to keep turning, and fell under the bed with a "slap".

She put her mobile phone flat on the bed, and lay down beside the bed to get a book.

The camera flickered, and there was only a white ceiling on the screen.

Yan Cheng's voice continued to ask: "Why did you refuse? If you want to leave two more characters for them, I can do it too."

It didn't mean to push her forward, the voice was very cold, it was just stating a fact.

Her voice was crisp and clear: "It's not necessary. Those who get favors are still dragging their families. It's not like they are dying alone or marrying off their daughters."

Yan Cheng was silent.

Some of her descriptions are really jumpy, with a faintly cultured but not high-level temperament.

The screen was still blank, and no one was staring furtively at him. Yan Cheng moved a little more casually, and picked up the steaming cup to drink water.

They didn't have anything to say, and the remaining three to five seconds of quiet time was enough to leave nothing, and after drinking two sips of water, they could hang up the unexpected video logically.

When Zhong Jiuyin picked up the book and looked at the phone again, he saw him drinking water with his eyelashes slightly drooping.

The water must still be hot, and the hot air lingering around his deep eyebrows and eyes, his slightly parted thin lips are naturally crimson, and once soaked in water, they will shine with moist water.

She propped up one leg, put her hand on it to support her chin, and looked at Yan Cheng intently.

Drinking hot water in summer, is he in poor health?

Isn't being in poor health the same as being vulnerable?Isn't fragile the same as fragile?Isn't he both beautiful and miserable?

Any man, with the three words "beautiful, strong and miserable", is like a halo of attractiveness and fullness. At present, he can't appreciate his strength, but the beauty and misery alone are enough to attract attention.

At that moment, she forced herself to think that Yan Cheng's brows must be frowning sadly.

"Are you okay?" she asked sweetly.

Yan Cheng put down his cup and looked at the screen, wanting to ask back, "Are you okay?"

She looked quite concerned, as if he had swallowed three catties of western medicine instead of drinking water just now.

I don't know where her mind jumped again.

But when you have to deal with unusual people, not asking questions is the best way to fast forward.

"It's something." He said calmly.

Zhong Jiuyin understood his unfinished words with a tacit understanding.

"Okay, then go ahead, goodbye."

Yan Cheng said "Mmm", waiting for her to hang up.

Half a minute later, the two were still silently staring at each other on the screen.

Zhong Jiuyin moved closer, the color of his pupils could be seen clearly: "Goodbye."

Yan Cheng calmly pointed out: "The premise of goodbye is that you cut off this meeting first."

Zhong Jiuyin: "Okay, cut it off."

It was a few seconds before the wind passed and no one said anything.

Yan Cheng: "... Your character design today is the first time you have come into contact with human society?"

Zhong Jiuyin didn't change his face: "It's not possible. But you have to understand that I just had a car accident and my brain is not very good."

Yan Cheng: "What kind of car accident can knock you back to before the popularity of mobile phones?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "Of course it was a serious car accident."

... She is also really able to carry on.

Yan Cheng propped his forehead and pressed his temple, then pressed himself to hang up.

The phone interface returned to normal, Zhong Jiuyin glanced at it, and the call lasted 36 minutes and [-] seconds.

There is only the green dialog box in the entire chat interface. If you want to anthropomorphize the avatars on both sides, it is like Xiaolu chasing Xiaobai wishful thinking, but the other party is unmoved.

Like Yan Cheng, his expression was very calm, and the biggest fluctuation of expression was contributed to the moment of tearing clothes.

She shook her head to herself, and as usual, shook the beautiful man who was splashing in her mind behind her, and picked up a certain bedside reading again.

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Two days passed.

Guo Mingli came to the door suddenly and brought his assistant to find the way.

She also graciously brought a bunch of skin care products, saying they were for her body after the car accident.

Zhong Jiuyin casually flipped through a pile of blood-enriching oral liquid.

"Brother Guo, did you forget to deliver it that day?"

After she asked, she said to herself: "It should be. Fortunately, I am in good health, and I can carry it without eating these. If I have the heart to wait for you to bring things to recover politely, then my grave will be two feet deep by now. "

Guo Mingli: "..."

He rubbed his face and smiled: "Jiuyin, I'm busy helping the training teacher bring in newcomers this month, so I'm a little distracted. You have a problem with me, Mr. Su, and I talked about it. I understand, but I'm thinking about it. Now is the critical moment for you to take the lead, and you need stability, and there are currently no other useful agents in the company who are free, so we will continue to grind and grind."

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes flickered.

In the office two days ago, that Boss Su still had the attitude of "Anyone who stops you from having a relationship with Yan Cheng is heinous", but today it has become a running-in.

Is it because Guo Mingli's mouth is too sweet, or is there someone else who played a role in promoting it?

Other agents don't want to take her?Impossible, she has a great chance to make her debut now, and she is a favorite.

That's where someone got in the way.

She withdrew her hand turning things over, and sighed at Guo Mingli.

"Brother Guo, to be honest, I'm really not satisfied with your performance this month."

This starts with the same rhetoric that the leader rejects the promotion of employees.

Guo Mingli's expression twisted for a second, and he held back abruptly: "Tell me, why are you dissatisfied? I also know how to change it. As you said before, artists and managers are mutually successful. Before you really become popular, we have to Only by getting in and running in as soon as possible can we take over the following work well.”

Zhong Jiuyin really started to count: "You often don't see people, and every time you come here, you always persuade me to be patient, and you are absent-minded when talking to me, and you haven't received any good jobs for me. If you don't know that you still have Conscience, I even suspect that you have long planned to kick me out and find another family."

Guo Mingli's scalp tensed up, and she heard her whispering again: "But since you haven't given me the ability to get a decent job for two years, you should be like me, and you can't find another job for the time being."

Guo Mingli said again: "..."

He didn't get the job on purpose!
But while defending himself in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder: Is there a reason why that person didn't fulfill his promise to transfer him?
Zhong Jiuyin paid attention to his reaction from the corner of his eye, and continued, "Brother Guo, you... oh."

After a brief pause, Guo Mingli sincerely expressed his determination: "Don't worry, I will rely on you for promotion and salary increase now, and I will change all these."

"That's good. When I get a good job and get rich, I will definitely not forget Brother Guo's dedication. You will have everything that other managers have."

Like being kicked.

(End of this chapter)