Forced to open business after picking up a tyrant [Entertainment]

Shen Nian helped Uncle Zhang close the stall and watched the old man disappear into the rain far away.

He and Jian Xichen were the only two left downstairs across the street, and the smell of green onions from the wonton stall still lingered faintly.

Shen Nian took out his wallet, took out a few banknotes, and handed them to Jian Xichen. He stretched his hand halfway, and froze, took out the remaining few bills, and handed them over together.

"Go home, go to the bar, or the hotel, it's up to you."

Shen Nian tugged at his sticky collar, and said sleepily: "Jian Xichen, Emperor Xichen, whoever you are, I'm not even interested in knowing."

Shen Nian stretched out his hand for a long time, but Jian Xichen didn't respond, he lowered his head, staring at his instep, he moved his toes.Only then did Shen Nian remember that she gave him clothes and pants, but forgot to give him shoes.

Shen Nian noticed that on this man's bare feet, his fingers were plump and his skin was fair, slightly whiter than the skin on his body.Splashed by the rain, it reveals a soft and moist light.

Jian Xichen noticed Shen Nian's gaze, and snorted lightly: "Isn't Shen Qing too rude to stare at my feet like this?"

"??" There was a line of words printed on Shen Nian's collapsed face, "What nonsense are you talking about?".

"You're full, you can go." Shen Nian ignored him and walked towards the car on the side of the road.

With bare feet, Jian Xichen followed him swaggeringly, without any intention of "going".

Shen Nian put his hand on the door of the car, and asked him not very friendly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I have no home, no bars, and no hotels."

Jian Xichen opened the car door naturally, sat in, poked her head out of the car window, "I can only go to your house, Shen Qing, to chat."

"You! Get out of the car." Shen Niankuang opened the door.

Jian Xichen clasped his wrist and exerted a little strength.

"Hoo hoo... It hurts!" Shen Nian's face turned pale from the pain.

Jian Xichen pressed the car door lock, and motioned to the driver's seat with his eyes: "Get driving soon."

Shen Nian rubbed his wrists, gritted his teeth and sat in the driver's seat, cursing inwardly: "I will throw your dead body into the wilderness later."

After a while, Shen Nian came out of the 24-hour convenience store carrying a plastic bag, and he bought a pair of slippers for Jian Xichen.

After putting it on, Jian Xichen looked at the pair of pink and blue hole shoes with big heads: "It's too ugly."

"Oh." Shen Nian rolled his eyelids, "You are precious."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Jian Xichen poked the holes on the shoe surface with his fingers playfully: "I am naturally precious."

Shen Nian: "...it's terminally ill."

Shen Nian brought Jian Xichen to an express hotel, and when he was checking in at the front desk, he discovered it belatedly.

Damn, this guy doesn't have an ID card, so what a fart to check in!

Jian Xichen stood at the door of the hotel, and saw Shen Nian walking out with a sullen expression on his face: "As I said, I can only go to your house."

"You are dreaming."

Shen Nian saw the big clock hanging on the wall of the hotel, it was [-]:[-] in the morning.

What happened to him tonight.

Jian Xichen doesn't have an ID card, so she can't live in a regular hotel.

Shen Nian was stunned, and pulled him to a small hotel in the alley, paid the money, and watched Jian Xichen go upstairs with the boss, the old wooden stairs made a "creaking" sound.

Shen Nian let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm free."

-

It rained all night and finally stopped in the morning.

The sun shone through the clouds in high spirits, and in the morning, the chirping of the cicadas, which had been hiding all night, also became lively.

Shen Nian pushed open the window of the bedroom, took a deep breath in the lazy morning light, the fresh air after the rain poured into his lungs, and he felt refreshed.

Shen Nian clicked on the wechat message on the screen of the mobile phone, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The news was sent by Tang Duo, the president of Yuge Media, Shen Nian's screenwriter studio is a subsidiary of Yuge Media.

"The director will bring an actor over to give a play in the morning. What time do you enter the company?"

"Wen Qianyu's resignation has been completed. I heard that he bought a ticket to Yanshi overnight. It seems that he is going to find another mountain."

"By the way, I brought Leonidas from Brussels this time. The raw chocolate doesn't have a long shelf life, so hurry up and get it."

Shen Nian took a shower, came out wiping her hair, took the phone, and returned a message to Tang Duo.

"Leonidas?! I'll be right there."

"Naw chocolate, can't wait."

The screen jumped, and Tang Duo made another voice: "Why didn't you work so hard on the first two."

Shen Nian stood by the window on the second floor, after listening to the voice, the hand holding the phone suddenly froze.

Shen Nian lived in a compound in Dongyun Lane, which was the old house of the Shen family in Jiangcheng in the early years. Later, when Shen's father was transferred to Yanshi, the house was vacant.

After Shen Nian graduated, she entered Yuge, returned to Jiangcheng, and simply lived in her own mansion.

The three-story western-style building has an attic on the top, and a large balcony on the second floor stretches out. Four Roman columns support the corridor on the first floor. The whole building retains the western style of the last century.

There is a large garden in front of the building, which is in midsummer, and the surroundings are full of eye-catching flowers.

Every week, a dedicated gardener will come to trim and change pots. There is a grape trellis on the left side of the garden. At this time, strings of green leaves hang down, and those blue and purple grapes sway with the wind.

Shen Nian was like a grape that was blown down by the wind, a piece suddenly broke, staring blankly at the front of the yard, outside the iron gate.

Jian Xichen's unfamiliar yet barely familiar figure was standing straight at the door.

Shen Nian rubbed his eyes and howled: "I'll go."

He hurriedly fell onto the bed, pulled the quilt over, and covered his head.After a while, rustling sounds came from under the bed.

"Old Tang, did I talk to you just now?"

"Are you sure it's me? I'm not sleepwalking?"

"..."

"I seem to be having a nightmare, and I haven't woken up yet."

"Amitabha."

In the morning, the air conditioner in the room was turned off, the sun came in, and the bed began to be stuffy.

Shen Nian threw off the quilt, feeling dizzy and dizzy from the heat, his head was sweating, and the bath was in vain.

He held down his temper, breathed out twice, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Before opening the door, I prayed secretly in my heart: "There are no taboos, and all evils should be avoided."

Then he opened the door, and saw Jian Xichen's icy face stuck in front of him.

Shen Nian: You agreed to avoid the evil...

The man was still wearing the suit from last night, it could be seen that it had been washed and dried.

"Morning, Shen Qing."

"not early."

Shen Nian drooped her eyes, left him for two seconds, turned around and walked out of the alley, pretending not to see this person.

Jian Xichen was not angry either, and followed this person leisurely, looking around, as if she was very interested in everything here.

In the early morning, the breakfast stalls on both sides of the alley are set up one after another. Steamed buns, fried dumplings, egg pancakes, various aromas, and the noise are intertwined into fireworks.

Shen Nian came to a stall: "An egg cake, a cup of soy milk."

"Okay." The stall owner poured a circle of batter on the pancake pan, pushed it away with a scraper, beat an egg with one hand, and sprinkled with chopped green onion.

Shen Nian scanned the QR code next to the booth, paid the money, and waited for the breakfast to come out.

"Next one, what do you want?"

While asking Jian Xichen, the stall owner packed Shen Nian's omelette into a bag, took a cup of soy milk, and gave it to him.

Jian Xichen looked at the bag of yellow egg pancakes in Shen Nian's hand, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Oh, I forgot to take your money last night."

Shen Nian took a bite of the egg pancake beside her, and was satisfied.

Jian Xichen touched his dry pocket: "I don't want it anymore."

The stall owner said politely: "Then please step aside and don't block the people behind."

"Wait." Shen Nian chewed on the omelette, breathing hard, "Just like me, give him a pair."

Jian Xichen was waiting in front of the stall, and saw that the stall owner was pouring batter again, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

Shen Nian finished eating the omelette, took the soy milk and walked back, Jian Xichen followed him not too far away.

After turning into the alley, Shen Nian stopped and waited for Jian Xichen to approach.

The wind blowing through the hall lowered the temperature a little, and the temperature between the two of them also dropped a lot.

"Jian Xichen." Shen Nian frowned, and said straight to the point: "This breakfast is the most benevolent, don't follow me anymore, I don't know you."

Jian Xichen drank half of his soy milk, and said with airs: "It doesn't matter, as long as I know you."

"you!"

Shen Nian was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Is cosplay addicted, or is the brain really bad?

Jian Xichen shrugged disapprovingly: "I know, no matter what kind of explanation, it's hard for you to believe it, and I haven't believed it myself yet."

He closed his eyes halfway, looking at the rising sun, from his chin to his neck, under the light, there was a layer of light golden warmth.

"But the fact is that, when I was awake, it was the moment I met you last night. I have everything here in my memory, and the only person I know is you."

Jian Xichen's voice was very weak, even a little more distant, as if it came from an extremely distant time and space.

"..."

Shen Nian's heart suddenly twitched violently.

"But I still don't know you." The words stuck in my throat, and I couldn't speak them suddenly.

-

Half an hour later, Shen Nian came to the company with a bottle of oil.

Jian Xichen followed behind Shen Nian in an orderly manner, but this person's appearance was too outstanding.From the front desk to the office, within a few steps, many onlookers were attracted.

"Ah? Is it Mr. Shen's new artist?"

"This face! I can!"

"I can do it too!"

"What a beautiful little brother!"

"Mr. Shen has a really good eye."

Shen Nian settled Jian Xichen in his office: "Don't run around, wait for me to come back."

Jian Xichen sat down in his office chair: "OK."

Shen Nian walked two steps, then walked back, opened the video website on the computer: "If you are bored, you can watch the movie."

Jian Xichen: "Okay."

Shen Nian walked to the door and suddenly turned around.

Jian Xichen was lowering her head, typing a few times on the keyboard: "Is there something else for Shen Qing?"

"If someone forms a team to observe you, don't talk nonsense." Shen Nian paused and corrected in time, "No talk."

"I know."

"..."

Holding the script, Shen Nian walked to the door of the conference room, and saw Tang Duo pacing back and forth there with several creases between his brows, probably eating bitter melon for breakfast.

"Old Tang, where is my Leonidas?"

Shen Nian squinted his eyes and smiled. When he laughed, he was bookish, very much like those young men riding horses and leaning on leaning bridges described in poems.

"Return Leonidas." Tang Duo stopped him at the door, "Jiang Sijia has been raging inside for a long time, spraying your book, you know it."

"Which Jiang Sijia?"

Shen Nian didn't know what to think, while speaking, he pushed open the door of the conference room.

His words drifted in word for word.

"The third boy who got involved with Wen Qianyu..." Tang Duo lowered his voice and shouted from behind.

In the conference room, a middle-aged man wearing glasses saw Shen Nian and immediately stood up: "Mr. Shen."

Song Lei is the director of the costume drama "Feng Qi Wu Tong", and today he was forced to accompany the prince to find Shen Nian.

On the seat to the left of Song Lei, a young man in his early twenties, with his legs up on the conference table and an exaggerated silver earring on his right ear, was playing a mobile game.

Jiang Sijia didn't raise her eyes, didn't stop her hand, she kicked the script on the table without looking at Shen Nian: "You wrote the script? What kind of shit did you write? Come and try it out?"

The author has something to say: ①Leonidas: Leonidas (Leonidas) is one of the three major chocolate brands in Belgium, founded in 1913.The main features are its freshness and the absence of preservatives, and the shelf life of its products is usually only 60 days.

Let me tell you that Gong is what you wear, you are not ignorant of everything, and you have an understanding of the modern city when you see everything that is fresh.