The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Shen Jun's popularity caused a series of chain reactions, not only the University of Arts, but even Zhong Ming's school also sensed a little opportunity, and held a commendation meeting for Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming won No.3 in the competition back then, and their school actually named and praised them in the school newspaper, after all, they were the only ones in their school that won the prize.But because it was No.3, it was not outstanding enough, so the school only praised it in the school newspaper, without celebrating it with much fanfare.

But it’s different now. It’s the first time for the sophomores in their school to be able to sell tickets for the provincial theater for their debut. People, just relying on a pen to achieve such results, how much ambition this has given the students in their school!

Zhong Ming became a celebrity in their school by virtue of this shareholder style. This shows two things. First, whether a person can succeed or not depends on the kind of friends he makes. The quality of the people around him determines his success. The speed of personal growth; second, the mutual influence between Zhong Ming and Shen Jun in the journey of life, Zhong Ming benefited at the beginning, so he will help him later.

When the commendation meeting was held, the big screen specially showed a group photo of him and Shen Jun on the stage. Zhong Ming was only a little famous in their school before, but now the whole school knows his name, especially those first-timers. People who knew him for the first time were very surprised: "He looks so handsome!"

A handsome guy still has talent, and all kinds of admiration will come.Until one day Zhongming came home with a lot of love letters in his schoolbag.He didn't dare to let Ling Zhigang know that he sneaked into his study and put all his love letters in it. After putting it in, he felt unsafe and decided to change the lock.

So when he was walking the dog, he stopped by the supermarket and bought a small lock, and locked his drawer.There is no special meaning in keeping these love letters, it is entirely out of respect for the people who wrote them to him, and it is a memory of his youth, which is worth cherishing.

His life is about to have a great improvement. It is difficult to express the joy in words. He needs to share it with others.Ling Zhigang is obviously impossible. This man probably doesn't like the prosperity of his life very much.Zhong Ming thought about it, and then told Zhang Jianghe.

As soon as Zhang Jianghe heard it, he immediately shouted: "Come out, come out, I'll treat you to dinner!"

Zhong Ming hummed a song and ran to the appointment. He had a prosperous life recently, and he was in a particularly good mood, sweeping away the haze of the past.When he went, he gave Zhang Jianghe a ticket by the way, and said, "On New Year's Eve, the Provincial Theater, remember to give me a show."

Zhang Jianghe took it with both hands, and said: "Okay, your kid is now a screenwriter, Zhong Da, screenwriter, what's the matter, after watching the stage play, I have to treat you."

"That may not work. Mr. Song said that all the staff will go to the hotel for dinner after the stage play." Zhong Ming was quite excited, and said, "You know, our tickets are sold out for the first three shows just before the pre-sale. It’s on our city’s evening paper!”

As Zhong Ming spoke, he took out a newspaper from his schoolbag, and carefully folded it neatly.Zhang Jianghe took it and looked up and down: "Why didn't I find your name?"

"I don't have my name..." Zhong Ming said awkwardly, and couldn't help his excited tone: "But look, there are still photos of our stage play."

The still photo is a profile of Shen Jun, and the title of the article is "Shen Jun, the Popular Fried Chicken - A Wonderful Performance by the Provincial Theater on New Year's Day".

Zhang Jianghe returned the newspaper to him: "I don't have your name again, I see how excited you are."

"It's my drama. Besides, I'm not well-known, so how could reporters write about me." Zhong Ming was still very proud, and carefully folded the newspaper and put it in his schoolbag.

Zhang Jianghe laughed and said, "Look at your worthless appearance."

Having said that, Zhang Jianghe was still infected by Zhong Ming, and he was sincerely happy for him. Who could not be as excited as Zhong Ming at the first feast in life.

"By the way, did you tell the boss, did he go to see it?"

"No."

"You still tell him, it's his business to go or not, you have to say."

"I think he may not like it. Every time I talk to him about this stage play, he will criticize it from beginning to end, saying this is bad and that is bad, and he can pick out a lot of problems. Besides, he I still don't like Shen Jun, and I'm not happy to see him."

"Then you have to talk about it, and you don't have to be afraid if you say it, the boss won't go. On such a big festival as New Year's Day, he is in that position and has to go to several dinners. How can he have time to watch your stage play. "

"Really?" Zhong Ming heard, "Okay, then I'll tell him. He doesn't want to go, and I wish he didn't, lest he spoil the fun."

"How much will you pay for your stage play?"

"money?"

"Of course, you're the screenwriter, so I won't give you money. Isn't this a ticketed show? You don't get any share?"

"I don't know this, and I don't understand this. They give me what they want, and if they don't give it, they don't. I don't care about it." He was very happy that his play could be staged, and never thought about asking for money.It won't be too late to ask for money after he becomes famous.

"That won't work, you have to talk to the person in charge, you can't be a money-making machine like a fool."

"Actually, it's not because of me that this show can sell tickets, but because of Shen Jun. Without him, there would be so many people willing to watch it. Besides, Shen Jun is running around all day to make announcements and find time to perform. It's not easy, if he didn't want to support me, this stage play would not be performed, he just signed with a brokerage company, and their boss wanted him to quit the show, but he refused."

Speaking of this, Shen Jun is actually very interesting. He performed under a lot of pressure. The stage play is a test of the actor's skill, and the money is not much. It is thankless. No popular star is willing to act. Shen Jun Jun is very popular now, and there are countless commercials looking for him. For this stage play, he has missed many opportunities to make money.

Zhang Jiang said in a calm tone, "Forget it, playing the piano to the cow, I won't tell you anymore, you will know if you suffer a little bit in the future, come, come, eat vegetables!"

As New Year's Day approached, Ling Zhigang also got busy. He went out to drink and eat every day, and there were a lot of people who invited him. Today, this invitation, and tomorrow's invitation, Ling Zhigang pushed some, and they all chose important occasions. Here, there are almost every day. .When he got home, he rang the bell twice, only to find out that Zhong Ming was not at home.

As soon as he called, he found out that Zhong Ming was having dinner with Zhang Jianghe.

Zhong Ming quickly took two bites and said, "Ling Zhi just told me to go back, I have to go."

"Let's go after eating, eat two more bites."

Zhong Ming ate a few more mouthfuls, and said, "I really have to go, he has been drinking a lot lately, and I dare not mess with him."

After he finished speaking, he took his coat and ran away, and took a taxi directly.When he got home, he couldn't find Ling Zhigang anywhere. He took off his down jacket and called out cautiously: "Ling Zhigang?"

"upstairs."

Judging from the sound, it seems that I didn't drink too much today. Two days ago, Ling Zhi just drank a little too much, so he moved his hands and feet, and tossed him in the middle of the night without stopping.He went upstairs and found that Ling Zhigang was actually sitting in his study.

"Didn't drink much today, do you want me to warm up the milk for you?"

"No, come here."

Zhong Ming walked over, and as soon as he reached the desk, the man asked, "Why did you put a lock on the drawer?"

"..."

"Is there something shameful? I don't want to talk to you about this anymore..."

"I'm not being insincere, and I'm not trying to hide anything from you..." Zhong Ming hurriedly explained, "But no matter how sincere you are, you need some personal space. You can't do everything..."

"I was upset when I saw you put the lock on. There are only two of us in our house. You put the lock on to prevent me. Open it!"

The man was slightly drunk, but his tone was sharp.

"You don't need to type. I'll tell you the truth. It contains a letter written to me by someone else, including a love letter."

"Open."

Zhong Ming had no choice but to take out the key and open the drawer, who knew that just as he opened it, the man bent down and snatched the key and lock from his hand, took it to the window, opened the window and threw it out.

Zhong Ming was exhausted, not knowing what to say.

"I won't read your stuff." Ling Zhigang said: "Go downstairs and warm me a cup of milk."

He said that he grabbed Zhong Ming's stomach and walked outside. Zhong Ming was confused by Ling Zhigang. He thought Ling Zhigang was a mentally ill man and he was a big pervert. He thought so, and suddenly he was grabbed by a man. Shrinking his hips, he said anxiously, "What are you doing?"

"Now that I'm doing well, I've received so many love letters."

Zhong Ming blushed and said, "I can't help when others like me, just like you like me, I can't help if I don't."

"Awesome boom boom, your tail is up to the sky, and you can't do anything if someone likes you." The man said and hugged him again: "It doesn't matter who likes you, what matters is that you know who you should like. "

Zhong Ming made a "hmm", and Ling Zhigang said, "Don't just hm, say, who should you like?"

"You, Ling Zhigang."

Just then Ling Zhigang kissed him hard on the face, smelling of alcohol all over his body: "As long as you like me, I will love you so hard."