Rebirth to the peak of life

The mobile phone in his pocket jumped intermittently for five or six minutes and finally calmed down. Chen Yin took out water from his cupboard to drink, and just after taking a sip, the boss shouted outside: "Chen Yin!"

He hurriedly agreed, but the phone in his pocket started ringing again. He took it out in a hurry to take a look, and found that it wasn't Qin Yan's number this time, did he learn to be smart?Do you know how to change your number?After thinking about it, I still answered: "Hi, hello."

The voice on the other end of the phone was hectic and emotionless, and the tone of his speech seemed to be endorsing: "Hello, I am the director of "China Good Boys". Our program will restart at the end of May. If you are interested, please bring Last year's registration materials should be reported to our program group office before [-]:[-] pm tomorrow." Before Chen Yin could speak, there was already a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

The upstairs boss is calling again: "Chen Yin!"

He didn't have time to think more, rubbed his sore shoulders, and ran upstairs in three steps at a time.The boss is chubby and nice. It's a small Chinese fast food restaurant. Except for Chen Yin, a half-day temporary worker, there are only three people with the boss, and there are occasional suppers after work in the evening.

When he came out, the fat boss was sitting at the dining table eating a bowl of wonton noodles, and he was still wearing a long apron with a twist of fat. He also made a bowl for Chen Yin, and it was placed opposite him. "Hurry up and eat, the noodles are lumpy."

Chen Yin sat down and smiled: "Thank you, boss." There were quite a lot of guests at night, and some female students came here for his fame, so he not only had to order a single plate, but also had to be responsible for being secretly photographed, and occasionally had a bold Some even asked for a group photo. I was so busy all night that I was so busy that I hit the back of my head with my feet, and I was almost exhausted and paralyzed after work every day.While eating noodles, he thought about the phone call just now, and decided to go to the TV station after class tomorrow to watch it.

When Mao Yuheng returned to the dormitory in the middle of the night, he was still awake. He was very excited to play games there. Seeing him come back, he took out the earphones and said loudly, "Brother Yin! Brother Yin! "The Good Son of China" is starting again, you know?!"

Peng Anzhe, who was sleeping soundly in the next bed, was startled awake by his howl: "What's wrong?! What's wrong?!"

Chen Yin turned his back and snickered, Maomao showed an embarrassed smile a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was so excited, I forgot that you were sleeping."

Peng Anzhe rolled his eyes in a daze, closed his eyes again and went back to sleep, murmuring in a daze: "Slow down..."

Maomao stuck out his tongue, and whispered to Chen Yin with his lips: "Report to the TV station before five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, shall we go?"

"Go, let's go together after class tomorrow, you should go to bed quickly, stay up all night, you should have dark circles under your eyes."

"Master is youthful and invincible, so the skin problems of the elderly will not appear!"

Chen Yin looked at him and smiled, went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he returned to the bed, he felt like a walking dead, and fell asleep within a few minutes after touching the pillow.

After class the next day, Chen Yin and Mao Yuheng went to the office of the program team of "The Good Boy in China". There were quite a lot of people in the room. Very good looking young man.

Chen Yin and Mao Yuheng stood at the door of the house, looked inside for a while, a female person in charge began to count names, when Chen Yin was called, he squeezed in and handed in the materials, but he accidentally stepped on someone else's foot on the way, and the other person wailed With a cry, Chen Yin turned to look at him, and suddenly realized that this world is really small—it was Lin Ziqing. "I'm sorry."

Lin Ziqing pursed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing that he was silent, Chen Yin squeezed back to Mao Yuheng's side, and Mao Mao asked him in a low voice, "Do you know him?"

He shook his head lightly, and the person in charge in front had already started speaking. "The program will be restarted. The specific official recording time will start on the first of next month. Come over next Monday to take pictures of the promotional posters. It's only a few days away. For details, please refer to the document we just sent..." Then let's go I talked a lot, and the people below listened very seriously.

Chen Yin walked out of the office building with Mao Yuheng with the materials in his hand, and heard the boy who was traveling with him whisper: "I heard that the organizer has changed. It used to be Chuangyu, but now it has become a propagandist, and the mentor has also changed, but They are all big names, Yuxi City and Gong Yaqi seem to be coming..."

Mao Mao's eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed Chen Yin's arm and shook it: "Yuxi City! Yuxi City is coming too?! Brother Yin! My idol!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." Chen Yin didn't think about this, isn't Xuanzhong Entertainment the company of Yuan Dawei who sent him a business card before?To release two international super-first-line players in a row, this handwriting is quite imaginative.Just thinking about it, he subconsciously looked down at his watch, my God! "Maomao, go back by yourself, I'm going to be late for work!"

Then I ran all the way to the bus station, and when I got on the bus, my mind was still spinning: next week I will have a makeup photo shoot, so I have to quit this temporary job with the fat boss after finishing work tonight , I have to let people find the next one as soon as possible...

When he arrived at the store, he was still about ten minutes late. The fat boss cheerfully shouted at him: "Don't panic, don't panic, there are no customers."

He smiled, and felt very embarrassed when he went to the locker room. Alas, he works part-time and earns 300 yuan a month. Sometimes the boss gives him an extra [-] yuan as a bonus if the business is good. This boss is really kind. I have nothing to say, and I am quite reluctant to leave now.

After serving the last group of guests at night, Chen Yin finally took a breath, and spoke to the fat boss after deliberating for a while: "I'm sorry, boss, I won't be able to come next week after finishing this week."

"Ah? What's the matter? The school is going to take an exam?" The fat boss said while eating sausage. "It's okay, you can rest for a while, and you can come back after the exam."

This made him even more embarrassed. "It's not an exam. I participated in a talent show, and the filming will start next week, so I can't come. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"Ah, that's it, it's okay, it's okay." The fat boss patted Chen Yin's body with his fleshy palm, and said with a smile: "That's good, I knew you're not someone in the pool, you'll become famous in the future Send me a signed photo."

In this way, not only restaurants can’t do it here, but even the school has to ask for leave, but their school itself is a film school, and they understand the free development of students. Some students become famous at a young age and spend 20 days a month. No one said anything about filming in other places.

Chen Yin and Mao Yuheng went to the Academic Affairs Office to ask for leave, and took a taxi early the next morning to rush to the shooting site. Mao Mao kept mumbling all the way: "Brother Yin, do you think we can see Yuxi City today? ?”

Mostly because they can't see each other, how can such a famous person shoot a promotional video with them?He is also a little nervous. Although he has been a model for a while, he has never participated in such competitions since he was a child.Coupled with Xuanzhong's generosity, their company should have placed high expectations on this program. If they can become popular with this competition, then there will be nothing to worry about in the future.

The shooting location is an old abandoned factory, which feels like a common place for bad boys to fight in gangs.Sixty people took the photo over several days, and those who arrived early went in for makeup and styling. When Chen Yin and Mao Yuheng entered, they were surprised again, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Wang Weiwei was also happy: "I'm here to give you makeup, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a fate!"

Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, Mao Yuheng interjected, "Brother Yin, do you know each other?"

"My junior high school classmate, Wang Weiwei." Then he turned to Wang Weiwei and said, "Mao Yuheng, my roommate at the film school now, you can make us look better."

"That's up to you to say? I'll point to you big stars to support me in the future."

After putting on makeup, people began to come out to take solo photos. It’s different if you have acquaintances. When Wang Weiwei painted him, she was obviously more caring than others. She also designed a simple makeup according to his appearance and temperament. It's the nose and the eyes, and it's quite photogenic when photographed on a flat surface.

However, the photographers obviously have no interest in appreciating them. They have a heavy workload today. They have to take photos of ten people in a row, and then they have to take group photos of ten more people. The time of the day is tight.Chen Yin had the experience of being a graphic model, and he got into the mood very quickly, and the shooting was finished in a short time. He used an old newspaper sponsored by Wang Weiwei to put it under his buttocks, sat outside the venue, and began to wait for a long day.

Mao Yuheng also came out after taking the photo, a small face was painted radiantly, and sitting next to Chen Yin on his newspaper, he was in a state of excitement: "It's so fun!"

Chen Yin looked at him and laughed, just wait, you won't find it fun to sit here for an hour.Maomao murmured to him: "I went back the other day and asked my cousin specifically. The show was organized by Brother Xuan and his company for a long time. Alas, I didn't even know."

"Brother Xuan? Cheng Xuan?"

"It's him. Didn't you meet him once when we were having dinner?"

"Cheng Xuan is your cousin?" Chen Yin suddenly remembered that Qin Yan seemed to have told his brother that Mao Yuheng was Chief Cheng's grandson when he entered the bureau before, and then he realized it. "Xuanzhong's boss is Cheng Xuan?"

"Well, it's quite a distant cousin. Cheng Xuan's grandpa is my grandpa. My grandpa and my grandpa are brothers. I played with Cheng Xuan when I was young, but we are not very close."

Listening to his tongue-twister explanation, Chen Yin only understood one thing——Mao Yuheng and Cheng Xuan are relatives, that kind of distant relatives. "Then you basically belong to the default?"

"I don't know yet. I'm not familiar with Cheng Xuan. It's up to him whether he wants to save face or not. However, some people are indeed appointed internally. The one you stepped on that day, Lin Ziqing, is still from our college. What about senior brother?"

After hearing this, Chen Yin couldn't help but began to complain about the unspoken rules of this circle in his heart.