Rubbing my heat, okay?

The entertainment circle is like a big wave washing the sand, as long as there is no exposure for a moment, it will be forgotten at the speed of sparks hitting the earth.

The artist under him had finally picked up a big IP suit, and finally got exposed. The third-rate manager Zhang Linzheng was very happy, and he received a call from his own artist before he thought of it.

Zhang Linyu said earnestly: "Why don't you want to act? You have to know that it's better to play tricks in this drama than to go back and play the domineering president!"

Fei Yan: "It's good, but yesterday I went to a farmhouse near here to drink beer and my stomach broke, and now I feel very uncomfortable."

Zhang Lin became angry when he heard this: "Didn't I stuff 999 cold spirits in your bag? Take it out and drink it!"

Fei Yan was speechless: "Brother Lin, I don't have a cold..."

"Okay, I know you're not used to it, I'll come over here when I'm done." Before Fei Yan answered the call, Zhang Lin hung up the phone.

Zhang Lin, a third-rate manager, because Fei Yan is an [-]th-tier agent, he was always alone before, but last year he filmed a web drama called My Domineering Prince, which became a little hit. It turned out that he still had the potential to be exploited, so he was specially assigned an agent.

He said he was a manager, but in fact he also worked as an assistant. Besides, during a break, Fei Yan saw Zhang Lin frowning and seriously hiding under the table eating chicken, so he pulled him along. Formed a fixed fleet.

At that time, Zhang Lin looked at Fei Yan's record and sighed deeply: "You are...too rookie, aren't you?"

Fei Caiji said angrily: "You are my assistant, and this is also part of your job."

In the end, Zhang Lin succumbed to the boss's coercion, and single-handedly brought the Feicai chicken from bronze to platinum.

The conscientious and thoughtful agent finally joined the crew at 06:30 in the evening.

Just in time for dinner.

Seeing him coming, Fei Yan embraced him proudly and went to the nearest farmhouse.

Zhang Lin said bitterly: "Didn't you get sick from eating at the farmhouse? You still come here to eat?"

Fei Yan nodded in agreement, then turned and walked towards the Lanzhou beef noodle shop opposite.

Zhang Lin looked around and sighed: "You have quite a lot of snacks here."

Fei Yan: "The recent rectification here seems to mean that the entire street here uses gutter oil, and there will be less and less soon."

Zhang Lin looked at Fei Yan in horror: "Then let's not eat here."

Finally, after Fei Yan told Zhang Lin earnestly that he had no money and could not take him to a more high-end restaurant, Zhang Lin fell silent, and went into the Lanzhou Beef Noodle Shop with the determination to die without hesitation.

Zhang Lin slurped the noodles and said vaguely: "This drama, don't even think about quitting, do it well."

Fei Yan: "I'm just a secondary player. Whether I act in this play or not, to be honest, it doesn't have a big impact on me."

Zhang Lin bit off the noodles in one bite, and said indignantly: "What's wrong with the duo, even the duo must try his best to fulfill his due responsibilities and obligations, what do you think of the duo?"

Fei Yan: "..."

Seeing that his persuasion seemed to be of some use to Fei Yan, Zhang Lin was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him when the phone rang.

Zhang Lin swallowed the noodles suddenly, with a choked expression on his face, but despite this, he still answered the phone firmly first.

After 2 minutes, Zhang Lin hung up the phone, and stretched out his hand to Fei Yan with a painful expression.

Fei Yan thoughtfully handed him a glass of water.

After drinking a glass of water, Zhang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, sat down immediately, and said solemnly: "Do you want a character who has a strong sense of presence but hiccups in two episodes, or a character who does not have a strong sense of presence but runs through the whole show?" ?”

Fei Yan frowned and fell into deep thought.

It's like asking Hanazawa Kana or Kugimiya Rie which one he likes better.

In order to build a harmonious society and show that he is an excellent citizen who abides by the principle of fairness and equality in the core values ​​of socialism, Fei Yan seriously replied: "Can I not have any?"

Zhang Lin: "There is no such option, you have to act, this is not negotiable, you signed the contract."

Fei Yan propped his forehead weakly, lamenting why he signed the contract without seeing the actors at the beginning.

He thought for a while and said, "Then I want the character who burps and farts in two episodes."

Zhang Lin said calmly, "It's not up for discussion. The director has decided to change roles temporarily, and your original role in the two episodes has been withdrawn."

Fei Yan became angry: "Then what do you ask me for? I'm just a piece of fish to be slaughtered!"

Zhang Lin said: "The form still has to go, otherwise it will appear that I don't respect you."

In order to express his anger, Fei Yan ignored Zhang Lin's persuasion and went to the opposite farmhouse to buy two bottles of beer.

Fei Yan was walking back to the hotel with a beer, and ran into Qi Xian who was going back to the hotel with a Starbucks.

The distance between Qi Xian and Fei Yan was only ten steps, but because he was addicted to his mobile phone, he didn't seem to see Fei Yan.

Fei Yan clicked his tongue in remorse, and he would have taken a detour if he knew it earlier. Although it would take him about 10 minutes more time, it could avoid this embarrassing scene, and it could also burn his calories.

When Fei Yan was pondering whether to take two steps back and wait for him to pass first, or to pretend to be a big boss and walk calmly, there was already a familiar voice: "Are you?"

Fei Yan raised his head and saw Qi Xian who was standing in front of him. He felt slanderous in his heart, but he smiled frankly on his face, and took the lead in extending a hand of friendship: "Long time no see."

When Qi Xian saw him, he opened his eyes slightly, then a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he held the other's hand with his backhand, with a warm face on his face: "Long time no see, Fei Yan."

Looking at the good posture of the two brothers, Zhang Lin suddenly felt a pressure similar to that of a light bulb. He winked at Fei Yan and ran away shamelessly.

Fei Yan looked at the friendly army who had resolutely abandoned him, and castigated in his heart, then looked directly at Qi Xian, smiling like a spring breeze: "It's a coincidence."

"It's such a coincidence, should we have a good chat?" Qi Xian looked at the beer in Fei Yan's hand, "It just so happens that you bought wine, it's very suitable."

Fei Yan: "Aren't you drinking Starbucks, and this beer may have expired. I bought it at a farmhouse outside. I had a stomachache after drinking it last night."

Qi Xian silently threw the Starbucks in his hand into the trash can five meters away, and said calmly, "Where do I drink Starbucks?"

Seeing that Qi Xian insisted on drinking the expired wine with him, Fei Yan was too embarrassed to refuse.

They sat down in the small pavilion below the hotel, and for some reason, there were a bunch of aunts dancing in the square not far from them, Fei Yan was puzzled from the bottom of his heart: "Why did you come to the hotel with the square dance. "

Qi Xian opened the wine bottle with a corkscrew, with a half-smile: "That's a crew member," he said, handing the opened beer to Fei Yan, "You're actually in this business too."

The proper use of the word 'unexpectedly' made Fei Yan feel embarrassed. If Qi Xian is not his ex-boyfriend, nor the current top traffic, then it doesn't matter, but the key now is that he has both.

Fei Yan straightened his bangs, and took a deep look at the aunt who was dancing not far away: "I've been playing tricks for the past few years, it's normal if you don't know."

After chatting for a long time, no one mentioned the past, and the scene was very harmonious. At the end, after drinking the whole bottle of wine, Qi Xian stood up and smiled politely at him with a handsome and miserable face: "Turn on the phone in a few days, come on."

Fei Yan nodded sincerely, and added Mary Su's standard fisting posture for the heroine of a romantic drama: "Come on!"

It is said that time is a pig-killing knife, but it is not good for Qi Xian. He was handsome when he was in school, and a bunch of little girls loved him all day long. Now he is not only handsome, but he can also use this advantage to drive the people economic development.

When they didn't break up, Fei Yan teased him all day long that he had no other advantages besides good looks, now that he thinks about it, it's really embarrassing.

Fei Yan wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, said something politely, and ran back to his room quickly when he had a chance to talk again.

The Free Flight of Phoenix Legend below the hotel is still playing, and Fei Yan has not fallen asleep listening to this song for a long time. He thinks that according to the duration of this dance, sooner or later, the level of square dancing here will be at the international leading level.

Qi Xian woke up the next day with dark circles under his eyes. His assistant Jiang Xiaoke wiped him with a piece of paper and said distressedly: "What's the matter with the makeup artist? Why did you paint like this, boss? Remember to remove your makeup when you go to sleep, look, ouch."

Qi Xian gave him a glance in his busy schedule, quite helplessly: "I didn't sleep well."

But obviously this sentence was more lethal to the pure assistant comrade. He took two steps back in horror and said in horror: "Boss, what is affecting your sleep. Look at your face, how can you have dark circles?" To break its harmony above!"

Qi Xian went downstairs, looked at the speaker that the staff who did the square dance yesterday forgot to take away, and then looked at the small booth where Fei Yan drank with yesterday, and sighed deeply.

He turned to Jiang Xiaoke and said deeply, "Do you know my domineering prince?"

Jiang Xiaoke looked confused: "What is that, Lujiang's novel?"

Qi Xian let out a sigh: "It's this thing that affects my sleep."