After detonating the hot search

[Chinese rose! ! !Is it the rose that bloomed on the bedside when Wen Nian accidentally got drunk and Teacher Shen brought over the anti-alcoholic medicine?Is it the rose blooming on the outer wall of Mr. Shen's house? ! ! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Can this hold back? ? ? 】

[Didn't we, Shen Hanhan, steal the rose next to the bed every year?I thought this would be Hanhan's home game, and clicked in with a click, but it turned out that Mr. Shen was the one who licked it. Where do you put my Shen Hanhan's dignity? ! 】

[Politeness: Are you cold? 】

……

The number of barrage and real-time comments increased exponentially. Wen Nian's eyes stopped on the comment that "the rose winds to the shoulders and grows to the heart". A rose grew, along the veins, quietly growing towards the heart.

"Niannian, what you painted on that day was the rose?" Xu Yixin and the others knew it for the first time.

Shen Han maximized the screenshot of the video: "Really, is this pattern designed for you by the makeup artist?"

Wen Nian leaned on the sofa and didn't speak.

Yes or no.

He remembered the conversation between the two of them that day.

"I'm going to draw a pattern on your hand later, do you have any ideas? Or a pattern you particularly like."

"... Rose, okay?"

So I have one more flower in my hand.

The topic of rose has successfully occupied a place, and the most lively topic is the super talk of "a good year".

Wen Nian went in with curiosity and took a look, only to see the top one.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 】

It may be because the pixels are a bit high, the picture is not displayed, but it stops at the loading state.

Wen Nian clicked on the comment first.

The front row, from the first to the tenth, was all occupied by one sentence: "You! Yes! My! God!"

Wen Nian: "?"

At this moment, the picture is finally loaded.

Wen Nian didn't even click on the big picture, and saw a picture - in the dark corner of the stage, Shen Huaijing was wearing the British suit that day, embracing the rose from behind, bowing his head and kissing the rose on his shoulder.

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian's eyelashes twitched, he locked the screen and flipped the phone back.

He took a deep breath... In the future, if he enters Chaochao, he will chop his hands! ! !

People who eat melons have become accustomed to the hot search on Weibo during the second summer broadcast. Some people even joked that "anti-monopoly" should be turned on at this level. After some people laughed, they suddenly posted such a sentence : It’s too late for anti-monopoly now. Erxia seems to have two or three performances left. One episode is less than one episode. Alas, Erxia is coming to an end, and summer is also coming to an end. Let’s watch and cherish it.

A few days later, this comment was silently pushed to the front row.

Everyone in Erxia was dazed when they saw this.

We've been together for a long time, and I'm used to the life of three o'clock and one line every day, the morning bell that changes every day, the beds all over the floor in the practice room, and the habit of lying on the sofa after washing up every day. I forgot that Er Xia recorded in the later stage.

The calendar has come out, and I don’t know when, the sound of cicadas has gradually weakened, Jiangcheng is still the same as before, and the summer is still there, but the occasional broken flowers blown by the wind still remind the fact that summer is coming to an end.

After Wugong's recording was over, it rained heavily in Jiangcheng. It was not as rainy as it was in summer.

Shen Han was woken up by the freezing of the fan, and sat on the bed, with the familiar mark of waffles still on his face. He rubbed his forehead, looked at the words "first wind", and thought "summer is really coming to an end". Count down to the real point.

Originally, the air conditioner had to be turned on to 16 or 7 degrees, but now the wind blows his hands and feet cold.

Shen Han washed his face thoroughly, and walked downstairs.

"It rained all night?" His voice was obviously sleepy and hoarse. He sniffled and said to Wen Nian in the kitchen, "Nian Nian, I want a glass of boiling water, the hot one."

Wen Nian didn't give him boiling water, but made a cup of honey water.

He handed it over and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Shen Han was wearing short-sleeved shorts, sitting cross-legged on the sofa: "I almost froze to death on the mat last night."

Wen Nian: "I told you not to turn on the fan when sleeping on the mat, but you still don't listen."

"I don't even say hello to the cooling down." Shen Han rubbed his sore nose due to congestion, "Do you have any clean sheets over there? Give me one, I'm going to change the mat."

"I'll find it for you later."

"it is good."

Xu Yixin walked in from the door in a raincoat, and was shivered by the draft: "I heard from the news this morning that this is the first autumn rain in Jiangcheng, one autumn rain and one cold, this is the first, Why is it suddenly so cold?"

"Did you know that this place in Jiangcheng went straight to winter after summer?" Shen Han yelled at him.

Xu Yixin: "You, a person whose nose is blown by an electric fan, have the nerve to talk about me here?"

Shen Han drank the honey water in one gulp, stood up from the sofa: "What, do you want to fight?"

"Come on, I'm afraid of you!" Xu Yixin pulled off his raincoat wildly.

Li Siyuan got up from the sofa while aiming at the enemies in the game with his mobile phone, Wen Nian left slowly with an empty cup, Xia Nan sat in the kitchen peeling eggshells and told them to stay away from his sofa.

The live broadcast room has not stopped since Er Xiachen.

[Don't fight, don't fight! 】

【Fight up, fight up! 】

[I think the funniest thing is not the two people who are wrestling, but Brother Yuan, Brother Nan, and Niannian. The movements of these three people are too tacit, hahahaha. They didn’t fight once or twice]

[I love their playful old friends so much. They are familiar with each other so they dare to say anything and do anything. I can watch another hundred episodes! 】

【My summer is coming to an end, my second summer is coming to an end, and my happiness is gone with a snap. 】

[I've already started to worry about Shen Hanhan, even asking for a bed sheet from Nian Nian, can he really leave Nian Nian? [dog head]]

As soon as Shen Han turned on the phone, this barrage flashed in front of his eyes.

He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Wen Nian.

The phone calendar had turned to September, and when he was scrolling through Moments last night, he also got a message from Zhou Jiayi, yelling that he didn't want to start school.

It seems that it will not be that simple to meet again when school starts in Wennian and the second summer is over.

Not to mention him and Wen Nian, even Xu Yixin and the others who grew up together were so busy that they only met a few times during the Chinese New Year.

It's just that the happiness of the water friends "popped" away, and his happiness really "popped" away.

It would be great if Wen Nian was a family member, Shen Han thought suddenly.

"If it's cold, go up and put on a coat." Wen Nian said.

Seeing Shen Han sitting on the sofa with his knees tucked up, it looks a bit like five yuan for no reason.

"Niannian." Shen Han shouted.

Wen Nian: "Huh?"

Shen Han was silent for a while: "In the future..."

Shen Han's words were interrupted by a ringtone.

"Who?"

"Director Wu."

"Director Wu? Why is he looking for you?"

Wen Nian shook his head.

Wu Guang called Wen Nian alone, which made Shen Han a little "vigilant": "Walk around, go back to the room and turn on the speakerphone."

Shen Han dragged Wen Nian back to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and turned on the speakerphone.

Wen Nian had no choice but to let him go.

Wu Guang's voice sounded: "Niannian?"

"exist."

"Shen Han is also with you."

Shen Han: "!"

Only then did he remember that the live broadcast hadn't ended when he dragged Wen Nian upstairs.

Shen Han had no choice but to say: "I just listen to it casually."

Wu Guang: "It's okay to listen to it, and you can also help Wen Nian's staff."

staff?

The two looked at each other.

Wu Guang seemed to think about it for a while before he said, "I haven't said it, but you should also know that from the beginning of Erxia's broadcast to now, you have always been a hot topic, and there are quite a few companies that want to sign you."

Shen Han's ears became even more pointed.

"Before you said that you had no such intention, I refused all of them, but the people from Yinghai came to me these two days..."

As soon as "Yinghai" came out, Shen Han coughed profusely, and Wu Guang laughed as soon as he heard it.

Wu Guang: "Shen Han is the clearest about Ying Hai's situation. It is indeed a rare opportunity."

Wen Nian: "?"

Shen Han calmed down and said, "My former employer."

"Coughing like this, I thought you had a conflict with your former club," Wen Nian said.

Shen Han shook his head: "No, we broke up peacefully when the contract expired."

"I was a little surprised to hear Yinghai's name suddenly. Yinghai has signed very few people in the past two years, but the resources and remuneration are considered top-notch in the industry."

Wu Guang continued: "And it was Zhong Wenyue who came to me this time. You may not know Zhong Wenyue very well. Let's put it this way, his influence in the industry is no better than that of Fu Linchai."

Shen Han obviously also knew Zhong Wenyue, and nodded: "Brother Yue is a very good person, Yinghai is a gold medal agent, and has strong professional ability."

Wen Nian remained silent, and Wu Guang over there also fell silent.

After a full minute of silence, Wu Guang spoke again.

"Wen Nian, actually, when I tell you this, besides feeling that the opportunity is rare, I also have... selfish motives."

"Because Erxia's program is more popular than expected, we are discussing whether to record an outdoor group show. The participants are probably Erxia's students, and we will actively invite instructors."

Shen Han's eyes lit up immediately.

Tuan Zong!It's still an outdoor group!Does that mean that a group of people can get together again?

"If the project is finalized and you can participate, then relying on a brokerage company will definitely maximize your benefits, and it will be much easier for you to have a working team."

"If...it's really impossible to participate, we won't force it." At the beginning, it was agreed that one or two episodes would end, but up to now, Wen Nian has to take care of school affairs while recording, and started immediately after stepping off the stage several times To be honest, it's quite difficult to be human, and if someone continues to record, he really can't speak.

"I'm just going to tell you the truth. This matter has not been finalized yet. After all, it is related to future development, and everything depends on your own wishes."

Wen Nian was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, I will think about it."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Han still maintained a cross-legged posture, staring closely at Wen Nian.

A few seconds later, he suddenly let out an "ah", and immediately after that, an "ah" turned into a string.

Wen Nian: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, ah, ah, leg, leg, leg cramps, cramp!"

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian suddenly felt a little funny, and adjusted his posture for him: "Why are you so nervous?"

When he first called, he wanted to talk. When he answered the phone, both Shen Han and Director Wu on the other end seemed to be more nervous than him.

Shen Han's leg is still numb, but right now there is something that he is more concerned about: "Year after year, if, I mean if! If Er Xia has a follow-up recording of the group drama, will you...will you participate?"

Wen Nian lowered his eyes, and instead of answering Shen Han's question, he asked, "Before answering Director Wu's call, what do you want to ask?"

He remembered that Shen Han said the word "later".

In fact, he had avoided thinking about the word "later" before. When he first came to Erxia, he thought it would be good to just pay back what was due, but now, the school uniform is still quietly lying in the cabinet.

He didn't pay back what was due, and owed Shen Huaijing a lot of "next time".

The sound of the rain was getting louder, over the rain curtain, Wen Nian looked at the rose on the opposite wall.

It turns out that summer is really coming to an end.

"Niannian." Shen Han's voice brought Wen Nian back to his thoughts.

Wen Nian: "Huh?"

"No matter what decision you make, I will support you," Shen Han said in an extremely serious tone, "Really."

Wen Nian looked at him, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to record the group show Director Wu talked about?"

"It's just average." Shen Han turned his head away, "I think the outdoor group show must be very tiring. According to Director Wu's personality, he might exile us to some strange places, and..."

Wen Nian: "I'll give you three seconds to tell the truth."

Shen Han: "Think."

Wen Nian laughed.

"Laughing... what?"

"Nothing, I just think it should be fun."

The things that have been pressing on my heart seem to be scattered at this moment.

He couldn't tell what that "thing" was, but "it" told him that he couldn't stop here.

A few days later, Wen Nian received a call from Zhong Wenyue in the practice room.

Zhong Wenyue was indeed just like what Shen Han said, with a witty conversation. Wen Nian cut to the chase, saying that he hadn't thought about it yet, and Zhong Wenyue also said that he understood. For the next half hour, compared to talking about cooperation, it was really like a normal chat.

After talking about the treatment in detail, it came to the contract period.

Shen Han walked over at this time, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Generally, the signing period for artists starts at five years. Let me tell you the truth."

Wen Nian didn't speak.

Zhong Wenyue paused: "However, if you think five years is too long, you can sign for four years first."

Wen Nian still didn't speak.

Zhong Wenyue: "...Three years! No less!"

Wen Nian: "."

Zhong Wenyue: "I will give up to two years... and a half at most!"

Hearing Zhong Wenyue's voice, Shen Han belatedly remembered something.

Before that, he was thinking about the group drama and forgot about signing the contract.

After all, group drama is one thing, and signing a contract to be an artist is another thing. As Director Wu said, it doesn't matter to shoot group drama as Wen Nian's current "amateur", but there is no studio and less money It's a bit tiring, but it's not a problem. If you really want to arrange some company, why go to Brother Yue? ? ?

As soon as Shen Han figured it out, he grabbed Wen Nian's phone.

Wen Nian: "?"

Shen Han: "Brother Yue, long time no see."

Zhong Wenyue recognized Shen Han's voice, and laughed loudly twice: "Xiaohan, it's been a long time. If you are free these two days, come out and have a touch. I invite you and Wen Nian to have a drink."

"Definitely next time." Shen Han glanced at Wen Nian, "Brother Yue, Niannian has never been in contact with this matter, and he doesn't know much about it."

"You still don't believe me?" Zhong Wenyue said sharply.

"Of course not. It's about the signing of the contract. It's better to find someone in the industry to help."

Zhong Wenyue naturally had no objection: "Okay, you can call a few legal counselors over there."

"That's not enough for legal affairs, how about this, I'll give you the phone number of Niannian's assistant, you can talk to him first."

Bad news came to Wen Nian's mind.

"Wen Nian still has an assistant?" Zhong Wenyue was really shocked now.

Dare to love this kid is still a backstage.

Shen Han giggled: "Temporary assistant, I'm a newcomer in terms of assistants. I haven't ignored these things for a long time. My hands are pretty raw. Brother Yue, please take care of me."

As soon as he heard "newcomer", Zhong Wenyue was not too relieved: "Okay, then you can give me the assistant's phone number, I will contact you, if you are worried, I will get you a legal counselor."

Shen Han: "Okay, then I'll give you the phone number of the temporary assistant right away."

A few seconds after hanging up the phone, a string of phone numbers came over.

Looking at the string of numbers, for some reason, Zhong Wenyue always felt a little familiar.

He shook his head, without thinking much, copied the number, pasted it into the dialing interface, and then, a name automatically popped up under the number—Fu Lin.

Zhong Wenyue: "..."

Shen Han, you bastard! ! ! !

The author has something to say:

Shen Hanhan: In terms of being an assistant, Brother Lin is indeed a newcomer.