bad kid

It was another late night broadcast.

Ruan Zhimu was about to get off work, but the coordinator suddenly called. He had a dinner with Longyuan TV station tonight, so he asked him to pack up quickly, and he would be there in 10 minutes.

Ruan Zhimu washed his face vigorously in the bathroom. The tap water was icy cold, washing away the burnout from the corners of his brows and eyes. Looking at the pale and thin man in the mirror, he felt strange to himself.

He used to be thin, but his arms and legs had soft flesh. Now he looks like a walking skeleton, and he feels like he's going to fall apart if he shakes it a little.

However, even if it becomes a skeleton and puts it in a coffin, it will still be carried to the dinner.

Ruan Zhimu changed into a casual and clean shirt and underpants, and took a taxi to the hotel without stopping.

Their company signed a lot of models, and also a lot of hosts. Ruan Zhimu is not the most outstanding in terms of appearance or hosting skills, but he is not as beautiful as him, and he is not as beautiful as him. Every time there is such a dinner that requires people to be hot, he will be called to accompany him.

When we got to the place, there were quite a few people in the Baiyue Hotel and the luxury boxes of Guanjiang. Five people came from the TV station, and the company was the project manager, advertising sales, brand designer, and Ruan Zhimu.

What Longyuan TV Station meant was that the advertisements for the party at the end of the year were going to start public bidding. Potential bidders could start to sign up. The bidding price must not be lower than the base price stipulated by the TV station, otherwise it would be invalid. There are a total of five packages for the project, and the top five bidding The unit won the bid.

What the company meant was that the price was too high. With the rapid development of new online media, and the decline of TV stations and physical magazines, newspapers and periodicals, it was no longer the situation of brands spending money to compete for TV stations in the past.Ruan Zhimu and his company have been devoting themselves to online marketing and promotion in recent years. They are following the route of popularization + fast consumption, and it is of little significance to launch party advertisements.

At this point, the atmosphere at the dinner was a little frozen.

But even though they didn't agree, the company is still polite to the people from the TV station. After all, City S is their territory, and they don't see each other when they bow their heads. The network of relationships in City S is intricate, so they must be cautious in everything they say and do.

When they were talking about serious matters, Ruan Zhimu was quietly drinking soup, and these things were beyond his control. At this time, it is most suitable to be a pleasing vase.

He was trying to skim off a pumpkin froth in the soup when his right hand was caught.

"Your name is Ruan Zhimu, right? How old are you?"

Ruan Zhimu struggled a bit, but didn't break away, still holding a white spoon in his hand, and turned to look at him.

The person holding his hand is Zheng Yan, the executive producer of Longyuan TV station. He has a dark complexion, yellow teeth, and overly long nose hairs can be seen in the huge nostrils. He is about 50 to [-] years old.

Ruan Zhimu didn't change his face: "Director Zheng, I have graduated from university for five years, and I am 28 this year."

"28?" Zheng Yan was quite surprised, "You are so old, I thought you just graduated from college."

Zheng vowed to let go of his hand, and Ruan Zhimu pulled it back.

"That's right, but I haven't been in the industry for a few years, so I can be considered a newcomer," Ruan Zhimu smiled and said, "You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."

He stood up and walked out in a room full of second-hand smoke and alcohol.

Feeling something strange behind him, Zheng Yan's fiery eyes fell on his lower back and buttocks, with obvious intentions, like a poisonous snake with sticky saliva.

Ruan Zhimu quickened his pace and quickly escaped from his sight.

It's not the first time he has experienced such harassment, but he still feels stiff and uncomfortable.

After going to the toilet, I didn't want to go back to the private room, so I turned a corner and went to the rooftop to blow some air.

The rooftop is located on the sixth floor, close to the river, with a wide view. Looking down from the top of the building, you can have a panoramic view of the glamorous and luxurious lights of S City.

He used to think that city s would be a new starting point for his life. Everyone said that city s was full of gold.

After struggling for two or three years, he finally understood the true meaning of this sentence: every outsider is the cornerstone of the road of S City, they are the pourers of gold, but the gold will always belong to S City itself, and they can never Attribution is done here.

Ruan Zhimu thought of the past.

In the past, when he was still in City A, there was a roof on the roof of the rented house. He also used to lie on a bamboo chair with someone, staggering and chatting, drinking milk, coconut juice, eating peanuts, and listening to the radio. Late night ghost stories.

Five years, whether it is long or not, is not short.

But it seems to be a thing of the past life.

Ruan Zhimu was stuck in memory, suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and then a thick and rough arm wrapped around his waist.

"Honey, why don't you be afraid of catching a cold even if you blow the wind here?" Zheng Yan leaned against his neck and sniffed the fig perfume on his earlobe. "It's such a light smell, but it suits you very well."

Ruan Zhimu was startled, grabbed his arm and struggled hard.

However, Zheng oath also stroked his other hand up, and his body was pressed against him from behind, his breath was full of disgusting heat and saliva.

Ruan Zhimu stepped on his instep with his left foot, took advantage of the pain to back off, turned and ran.

Zheng oath grabbed his trouser waist, lifted him back, put his knee against his lower abdomen, and pressed him to the ground from top to bottom, with a tyrannical expression: "Would you like to inquire, I Zheng oath is in S City What is your status, what kind of temper do you usually say to people. Tonight, I was a little more polite to you and gave you face, right? How dare you step on my feet? Your face is not worthy of being stepped on by me!"

Ruan Zhimu thought he was going to step on his face, but Zheng Yan stared at him sullenly for a moment, then tore off his collar.

The button snapped off under the force and rolled down against his head.

Ruan Zhimu had severe pain in his lower abdomen, and was forced to look up at him in horror.

Although I have experienced sexual harassment before, it is basically in a crowded place. Even if the other party is dissatisfied with his resistance, they will probably not say anything, worrying about losing face.

Today I don't know if it's because he is on the rooftop and there is no one around, but Zheng vowed to use force directly.

Ruan Zhimu yelled twice, but Zheng oath covered his mouth.

He is a middle-aged man in his 50s, tall and strong, almost twice the size of Ruan Zhimu.

Ruan Zhimu struggled weakly, and suddenly heard a voice shouting from the entrance of the rooftop: "Ruan Ruan!"

The voice was urgent, it was the voice of a young man.

In an instant, Ruan Zhimu's memory was brought back to that night several years ago.

My heart skipped a beat, and my breathing stopped.

Do not……

impossible……

Is it...

In the next second, Zheng oath was grabbed by the back of the collar, and fell to the ground.

Ruan Zhimu lay on his back on the ground, turning his head to look hastily.

The man who subdued Zheng Oath was a man who looked like a bodyguard. He was wearing a black suit and was two meters tall.

With a light grip of the tiger's mouth on his throat, Zheng vowed not to move.

A figure rushed out from behind the bodyguard, helped Ruan Zhimu up, and looked at him nervously: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

By the moonlight, Ruan Zhimu could see his face clearly.

He has a handsome and gorgeous face, with unruly eyebrows and eyes. Although he always has a cool face, there is still a trace of childishness.

Tong Lan.

The heart that was hanging suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

It seems that I haven't heard his voice for a long time, Ruan Zhimu thought to himself, he would admit his mistake, he thought he would suddenly appear like a knight.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Tong Lan said dissatisfiedly, "What kind of expression do you have? You're disappointed to see it's me? Who do you think it is?"

"No one, I can't believe that I was rescued," Ruan Zhimu said perfunctorily, "Help me sit up, slow down...it hurts me to death...hiss..."

Seeing that he was walking slowly, Tong Lan simply hugged him up: "I heard that Baiyue has a new dish, so I came here specially to try it. I didn't expect to meet you."

Ruan Zhimu was surprised: "No, I myself..."

Tong Lan didn't listen to him at all, hugged him and walked out: "Shut up, or I'll throw you downstairs."

Passing by Zheng Yan who was lying on the ground with bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Ruan Zhimu said, "He..."

"Don't worry about him, I'll ask Xiao Tang to send him to the police station."

Ruan Zhimu was surprised: "But he is from Longyuan TV..."

Although it is disgusting to be sexually harassed, Zheng Shi is the executive producer of the TV station after all, if offended, it may be very troublesome in the future.

Tong Lan has been in the circle for a long time, and he can tell what's going on at a glance. He doesn't care, "Your company has business with the TV station, right? Don't worry, Zheng Yan is just doing errands. Last year, Longyuan wanted to make an appointment with a variety show." During my schedule, their station director made an appointment with me for a month before seeing me, and I will call their leader at night, and nothing will happen."

After finishing speaking, he asked him stinkingly: "How, was I handsome just now, did I have the feeling of being saved by a hero?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He perfunctorily said, "Well, he's quite handsome."

Going out from the roof, we are almost at the corridor, and if we walk a few more steps, we will probably reach a crowded place.

Ruan Zhimu was worried about being seen, and wanted Tong Lan to let him go.

But Tong Lan seemed to be addicted to hugging, and refused to let go.

"Why are you shy, I hug you, you should be so grateful..."

Walking to the elevator entrance, the elevator door suddenly opened.

The elevator was full of people, all of them were entertainment reporters in casual clothes, carrying long guns and short cannons, and they slapped them fiercely. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

Seven or eight microphones were aimed at Tong Lan.

"Mr. Tong, are you gay?"

"Is the person you are hugging your same-sex partner? Are you here for a late-night secret meeting at the hotel, or a romantic candlelight dinner for two?"

"You said in the interview that you have no plans to get married for the time being. Is it to cover up your sexuality?"

There was even a microphone aimed at Ruan Zhimu: "May I ask if you are Tong Lan's underground lover, or are you just a foster object?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...???"

-

The next day, the photo of Tong Lan hugging a man in the hotel late at night occupied the headlines of the major media.

Passers-by lamented that rich people just know how to play.

Tong Lan's fans collectively exploded. They dug out that the man being hugged was the signed anchor of the skin care brand endorsed by Tong Lan. It was the same company that had a public relations crisis because of the moldy skin care products. So they flooded into the live broadcast room that night. Ruan Zhimu encountered another round of cyberbullying.

The cyberbullying against him was nothing more than "he looks so ugly, compared with Tong Lan, the ugliness is even more obvious", "I guess it was planned for a long time, I made an appointment with the reporter, and took this opportunity to frame Lan Lan" "The last public relations In times of crisis, she is very good at selling miserably, but looking at it now, she is indeed a green tea scheming bitch" "When are you going to enter the entertainment industry?"

The director found Ruan Zhimu to talk, and expressed regret that although he has been very serious in his work and has strong abilities, the news is now too strong, and Tong Lan's fans have affected the normal sales of goods, because although the traffic in the live broadcast room has increased , but basically they are insulted by fans and swiped the screen. Their brand is originally a traffic marketing route, and the purchasing power of fans is a very important part.Now fans not only don't buy it, but also dug up a lot of negative news about the brand in the past and spread it everywhere. This is completely doing more harm than good to the brand.

So the company had to let him go home and rest for two days to avoid the limelight.

In other words, he was temporarily fired.

Ruan Zhimu arrived at the company at 07:30 that morning, but was kicked out at [-]:[-].

Although he was not terminated, his contract was signed here, and he couldn't take on other jobs during this period of time, so he could only go home and stay.

Ruan Zhimu was holding the cardboard box, standing at the door of the company where people were coming and going, and suddenly thought of an old saying that described his current situation as particularly appropriate.

For three or nine days, I would lie in a coffin and eat ice cubes—it was so cold.

-

At the same time, the office building in the z business district spanning half of the urban area, and the excellent space photography studio.

A man with a feminine temperament and long hair in casual cotton and linen clothes walked in the door.

When the photography assistant saw him, he quickly put down the camera in his hand: "Mr. Bai, are you here to find our boss?"

"It's okay, you are busy with your work," Bai Chuan said with a smile, "Xiao Can, the clothes are not bad today, I know you should wear a short jacket when you wear high-waisted jeans."

The little assistant was a little embarrassed: "Because, you said last time, this will make your legs look longer..."

"You take my words to heart?"

The little assistant blushed.

After Bai Chuan flirted with the little assistant, he walked to the innermost filming room, without knocking on the door, he just pushed the door open and entered.

The light inside the door is dim, only the light in front of the camera is bright.

An unhappy voice came from inside: "Did I tell you not to come in without permission while I'm working?"

The voice was cold, like the sharpness of a knife, which made one's heart tremble.

Bai Chuan didn't look nervous at all, and said with a smile, "It's not because you're tired from work, so come in and talk to you, to adjust."

Yan Yue raised his head from the still life photography stage, his over-long forehead hair covered his eyes, his gaze was indifferent: "No need."

"Today's big news that caused a sensation in city S, really don't you want to read it?" Bai Chuan threw a stack of newspapers on the coffee table beside him, "Forget it, do you like to read it or not, my tutor still has something to do with me, yesterday there was a batch The experimental data parameter setting is wrong, and the whole thing needs to be redone.”

Bai Chuan shrugged and left.

Yan Yue adjusted the aperture and adjusted the angle as usual without even raising his eyelids.

After a few 10 minutes, I finally completed a set of basic shots, put down the machine, raised my head, and twisted my sore neck.

When I was studying before, the teacher often said that he was a "madman". He was desperate to take pictures. He worked day and night. He didn't remember to eat or drink water. He even dislocated his bone once and didn't know it. .

But it is very lucky to have something that makes people put their whole body and mind into it.

That way you won't think of anything else.

Yan Yue turned his head to the right, and his eyes fell on the crumpled newspaper.

This is...Bai Chuan brought it just now.

The newspaper was printed in color, and the headline on the front page contained a piece of gossip full of exclamation marks. It seemed that a certain star was embracing a gay man in a hotel late at night.

In his eyes, this kind of thing has always been garbage information that is worse than rotten cabbages in the trash can.

Bai Chuan usually doesn't pay attention to these things, so why did he suddenly show them to him.

Is this finally being driven crazy by the instructor?

Yan Yue glanced casually.

When he saw the person being hugged in the photo, his eyes suddenly froze.

The author says:

He's jealous, he's jealous, he's jealous, he's jealous