A famous mouth [entertainment circle]

Shan Yang heaved a sigh of relief indiscriminately, and only after he relaxed did he realize that his lower abdomen was sore from being too tense before.I wondered nonchalantly, if he answered "loved" now, would he be thrown out directly.The other party is like a mysterious character in a surprise novel, like a vampire who has lived in an old castle for a long time or a devil who trades souls.Shan Yang's eyes are wide open, it's almost like an adventure, the side of him that has endless curiosity about inexplicable things is burning, which is both novel and exciting.

"How much money and fame do you have in this life to be satisfied?"

The fire was too hot, beads of sweat covered Shan Yang's back.He subconsciously folded his legs and retracted his arms in a tense and defensive posture.

"I need you to be honest." That voice pursued Shan Yang relentlessly.

Shan Yang replied earnestly, "If I want to be honest, the answer is that I don't know. Human desires have no bottom line. The point that I feel satisfied at this moment may change when the time comes when I can achieve my goal." To be insignificant, to become insignificant, can no longer satisfy me. So, I don’t know. But if I have to say, it’s probably enough to live and live, to have enough food and clothing, enough to provide shelter for me and my loved ones when necessary.”

The person on the opposite side sneered with almost disdain, "This is not a live broadcast of a human nature show, you don't have to be so grandiose."

"Since you have concluded that I am a liar, why do you insist on me proving myself?" Shan Yang suddenly felt indifferent, "In my opinion, instead of measuring by money and fame, it is better to use other things to judge whether life is successful or not." Satisfaction. There is only money to choose, and sometimes it is quite empty." He looked at the shadow calmly.The room was still very quiet, and the fire was getting hotter and hotter, like a ball of gold falling into the ink.

The person on the opposite side suddenly became angry for some reason. "Why do I want you to prove it? It's inexplicable."

There was a rapid ringing in the darkness, and soon someone pushed the door and walked in. It was also an unfamiliar face with the same outdated back hair.In this way, Shan Yang was sent downstairs quietly, just like when he came.Lights were already on in the spacious living room downstairs.Under the effect of light, the house does not look so spooky.The living room is very comfortably furnished, especially the large sofa, which looks very suitable for rolling on it.The owner clearly prefers a style that is more functional than decorative.Shan Yang rubbed the back of his head, everything tonight was too unimaginable, his empty stomach cried out inappropriately, maybe he should really fill his stomach before thinking about it.Thinking of this, Shan Yang smiled self-deprecatingly, he really had too much heart.He wasn't the only one who looked hungry, though.

Shan Yang stood in the living room, waiting for Secretary Xiao to appear, and sent him away, but he heard a rustling sound coming from the kitchen.He tried his best to ignore the uneasiness in his heart, and asked boldly, "Secretary Xiao?"

After a while, there was a response. "I'm here."

Shan Yang hesitated, and walked over. When he opened the glass door of the kitchen, he saw a round butt sticking out in front of the refrigerator, and stopped in his tracks.Secretary Xiao looked up, with half an apple in his mouth, and grinned friendlyly at him. "Hungry? Let's eat something before we go."

Shan Yang blinked, stared at Secretary Xiao's bulging cheeks for a long time, and finally confirmed that Secretary Xiao was serious, and he really planned to have supper in this weird villa.Shan Yang took a few deep breaths to calm down his mind, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the refrigerator to cook Yangzhou fried rice for himself and Secretary Xiao.After the fried rice came out of the pan, the color was bright and the taste was quite good. Secretary Xiao ate his face in the bowl, and the corn kernels covered the table.Shan Yang put down his chopsticks and asked him, "Who's upstairs?"

Secretary Xiao still licked the plate, and replied, "My boss."

"Oh, who is your boss?"

"My boss is the boss." Secretary Xiao raised his head, without explaining anything, showing his gleaming white teeth at Shan Yang.Shan Yang shook his shoulders, knowing that he couldn't ask any more questions.

After finishing a plate of Yangzhou fried rice, Secretary Xiao wiped his mouth and returned to his business-like seriousness.Shan Yang didn't struggle too much, and followed Secretary Xiao out of the villa very obediently.What happened tonight was enough for him, Shan Yang stood in front of his apartment building, not even sure if what happened tonight was true.Lack of sleep makes the boundary between reality and illusion begin to blur.When the Rolls-Royce limousine with the "premature baby" hanging on the back slowly drove away and finally disappeared into the humid night, Shan Yang had given up struggling to distinguish the real from the fake.He dragged his heavy body and aching head back to his attic apartment.

The next day, when Shan Yang opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight, and he was lying on his single bed, unconscious.He vaguely felt that he had a dream, a strange dream.He smacked his lips, turned over, kicked his legs under the quilt, and wanted to squint for another minute, when he suddenly regained consciousness.No, this is not a dream!There's no way he's going to sleep in his sneakers.Shan Yang sat up abruptly, his head began to run at high speed after adapting to the momentary dizziness.He looked down and saw that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes.He reached into his pocket and found a business card.

Secretary Xiao.

Sure enough, it was true, Shan Yang was stunned, half a minute later, he collapsed on the bed again, and buried himself in the quilt.Shan Yang lamented for his dullness for 10 minutes under the blanket, then groped to get up.It was still very early, and although the exhaustion of the brain and the pain in the muscles were still clamoring, the biological clock dutifully followed the usual routine to wake him up.Wash, change clothes, make breakfast, everything as usual.After brushing his teeth, Shan Yang stood on the terrace with a glass of water in his hand, and started to hang his throat.The sound of babbling broke through the last layer of mist in the morning.

Shan Yang learned the habit of hanging his voice at dawn at Maoshi from an old cross talk artist.In his sophomore year of high school, Shan Yang's father had a lung infection and was hospitalized for observation for a month. Shan Yang went to bed every day after class, and met old Mr. Yu Zhongyu who lived in a neighboring shop.When Mr. Yu was young, he learned from the cross talk master Hou Haixue. He is a national second-class actor. He has toured all over the country and has a well-known stage name.I am low-key and boring, very difficult to get in touch with, and at first glance I can't recognize him as a folk artist whose purpose is to entertain people.During the hospitalization, Mr. Yu's bunk was very deserted. Shan Yang felt that the old man was pitiful, and while taking care of his father, he often helped the old man relieve his boredom.After coming and going, Mr. Yu had a very good impression of Shan Yang, and he was willing to talk to him. Later, he even asked Shan Yang if he would like to learn from a teacher.Crosstalk has always paid attention to family status and mentors, and housekeeping things cannot easily be taught to outsiders.But Shan Yang knew that he did not have the talent to perform cross talk, so he politely declined.Mr. Yu didn't think it was disobedient, because Shan Yang was in the period of changing his voice, and he was not very articulate when he spoke, so he taught him a set of methods of turning upside down and hanging his voice.Thanks to Mr. Yu's guidance, Shan Yang passed through the period of "duck male voice" safely.When he was a child, he was not very talkative and had a slight stutter. Because he was afraid of being laughed at, he was easily nervous when he spoke, and his speech was not fluent.After I started to hang my throat, these minor problems were gradually corrected.Shan Yang's talent is not bad, the advantage is that he can endure hardships and persevere, and he has made great progress in two or three weeks.When he was discharged from the hospital, Mr. Yu also praised Shan Yang with his family members, saying that Shan Yang was a closed disciple he hadn't started, and he had a very high evaluation.To this day, Mr. Yu is still alive, and Shan Yang will greet him from time to time, and sometimes ask him how to pronounce and practice Qi.

It has to be said that if it wasn't for Mr. Yu, Shan Yang would never have had the chance to be a broadcaster and host.He was grateful for Mr. Yu's generosity in his heart, and he finished the homework of the day more seriously.When Shan Yang made coffee, tidied up the kitchen, and was about to take the trash out the door, the clock pointed to 45:[-].He had just come out of winter, the sky was getting bright late, and there was not enough light in the aisle, only a gleam of light from the skylight fell on his door.

There is a person standing outside the door.

The visitors who show up at the door of the house at this time cannot but surprise people.After the initial shock, Shan Yang quickly returned to normal.Maybe after last night's weird experience, nothing can scare him anymore. "who are you looking for?"

The man was so tall that Shan Yang had to raise his head slightly to see his eyes.He stood in the shadows, wearing a black baseball cap with the brim pushed down very low, and a hiking bag as tall as a man on his back. "I want to live with you."

"Ah?" Shan Yang looked at him again in surprise, almost dumbfounded, "Are you saying you want to rent a house?" He tried to translate the other party's words in a more normal way of expression.

The man seemed impatient, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.Shan Yang noticed that he was wearing comfortable-looking white cotton shoes with loose laces tied with a bow. "Whatever, then I'll rent your house."

"But I didn't say I was going to let the house out."

"Is 1 yuan per month enough?" The man didn't seem to want to have a conversation with him, and asked the price on his own.

It has to be said that upon hearing this number, Shan Yang's heart skipped a beat.He cleared his throat, trying to express himself more clearly. "You may be mistaken. My house is not for rent, and as far as I know, there is no rental house at your price nearby. You should look elsewhere."

"You don't need a roommate?"

"unnecessary."

"why?"

"Uh, because I... don't need it? This is just an attic, very small, and I don't have any extra rooms to rent out." Shan Yang patiently explained.

"It's okay, I don't need a bed."

Shan Yang began to suspect that this person had some kind of mental illness, maybe he should call the security guard on duty to rescue him. "No, you don't understand. I don't know you well. We have nothing to do with each other. I don't mind if you live in."

"Although..." After a while, the strange visitor said slowly, and remained silent for a few seconds before continuing, "Forget it, there is nothing wrong with it."

Shan Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the man suspiciously.

"I'll take care of you. The monthly rent can be doubled."

"Ah?" Shan Yang didn't bring it up in one breath, and coughed a few times, feeling a little silly.

"In this way we have a relationship, and I can live in."

Shan Yang staggered and nearly fell down. "This is ridiculous!" In fact, he wants to ask you if you are sick, "It is impossible for me to be... because of such a reason..." Shan Yang failed to say that word.

"Why?" He sounded confused.

Shan Yang was angry and funny, and suddenly lost his temper. "Why do you say? Is there any reason why I should do this?"

To his surprise, the other party really thought about it. "I'm pretty good-looking." After thinking for a while, the man said seriously, "What's the reason?"

This is really a staggering answer.Shan Yang was shocked and almost laughed out loud.Then, he saw the man, slowly took off his hat, and gradually walked out from the shadows.One step, two steps, until his whole body was shrouded in the gentle morning light.

Shan Yang blushed suddenly, from his cheeks to his neck, and then he didn't dare to raise his head to look at him again.