The little star I hold is a real big guy

Aside from the relationship issues that were mentioned halfway through, the meal was light and pleasant.Since both Zhang Yinshan and Zhang Chaohe were still alone, Zhang Fulin treated everyone equally and threatened to "be careful or break your legs".

Before leaving, the aunt packed a lot of home-cooked dishes and pickled snacks for the two brothers. Zhang Chaohe stacked the packed boxes neatly on the back seat. Just as he was about to drive, he suddenly remembered Cheng Jixue.

It's getting dark and I don't know if he's going back... It's not easy to take a taxi here, and it takes a long way to get to the main road, and Cheng Jixue doesn't look like he has a car.

He hesitated for a moment, convincing himself that it was Cheng Jixue's favor to send him home yesterday, but he dialed the other party's phone sincerely.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhang?"

"Have you gone home? I just came out of the house. If you don't leave, I can give you a ride." Zhang Chaohe twisted the tassel on the car key back and forth with his free hand.

Cheng Jixue on the other side of the phone was lying on the bed thinking about the libretto practiced today, and was silent for a while.

Two seconds later, he thanked him in the usual tone: "Thank you Mr. Zhang, I'll be right down."

Cheng Jixue hung up the phone and was stunned for a rare moment. He thought it might be to enrich the image of "Cheng Jixue", which is why he would do such a stupid thing.He quickly changed into the clothes he wore when he was walking the dog today, and sniffed the melon skin, thinking that the owner was going to take it out to play, he wagged his tail happily.

He definitely won't come back tonight, Cheng Jixue called the housekeeper to ask someone to take care of it, while picking up the file bag and preparing to go out.Melon Pi lay down at the door in frustration and watched him leave. Cheng Jixue looked at it and somehow remembered Zhang Chaohe's appearance when he rubbed it—contrary to his usual indifferent expression, he looked a little dazed.

He rubbed the skin of the melon, turned and went out.

Zhang Chaohe didn't wait long when Cheng Jixue came over.He tapped lightly on the car window, and Zhang Chaohe unlocked it.

As soon as Cheng Jixue got into the car, he could smell the faint sweetness of white peaches. Zhang Chaohe entered Cheng Jixue's address into the navigation with his usual expression, and then thanked him: "Thank you yesterday, I drank too much and didn't give you a drink. Trouble?"

Cheng Jixue suppressed a smile: "No, you have good wine and have been sleeping."

Although taxi drivers may not think so.

There was not much traffic at night, today Zhang Chaohe was driving a G63, and he was extremely insolent when he merged into the car.When he was waiting for a red light with his left hand on the steering wheel, he felt that he was so handsome, and secretly looked at the rearview mirror as a mirror.But Cheng Jixue only thought it was interesting that he was secretly rubbing his smug face, and subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

Fearing that Cheng Jixue might misunderstand, Zhang Chaohe drove the car up into the air all the way, and drove downstairs to his house in a short while.Cheng Jixue's residential area is the most old-fashioned one. There are no guards, no security guards, and even the voice-activated lights at the entrance of the building are broken.

The old men and women gathered in twos and twos looked curiously at the strange off-road vehicle parked in the shadows. Cheng Jixue took advantage of the pale lights in the pavilion of the community to pull off the seat belt, and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

The sound of the square dance rumbled, and the harsh electric sound and the sound of gongs and drums dispelled the coldness of the old community, and there was a kind of vitality and excitement.Zhang Chaohe silently watched him bid farewell to him, and walked alone into the dark corridor, inexplicably showing a little sympathy: "Cheng Jixue——"

Cheng Jixue turned her head to look at him, her eyes were clear, and half of her face was covered by darkness. It was the first time that Zhang Chaohe noticed that his face had a sense of irony that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, which seemed heartless and affectionate.

Zhang Chaohe was like a gangster on the street, he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth, he wished he could squeeze himself into the bottom of the car.When people are in danger of embarrassment, they often have quick wits, Zhang Chaohe raised his chin coldly: "Do you eat pickled radishes?"

It didn't take long for Big G to leave in the dust, looking at his back, he was a little embarrassed to run away.Cheng Jixue was carrying three packing boxes in one hand—just now Zhang Chaohe was seriously lying on the back door and looking through all the small pickles packed by his aunt, picked out all the radishes and bean products and stuffed them for Cheng Jixue, with a tone of voice Implicitly rejoicing: "Eat more pickled radishes, it's good for your health, and the beans are forgiving."

He weighed the carefully packed lunch box in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the radish sticks marinated in the sauce-red soup, hesitated for a while before throwing it into the trash can at the entrance of the building, turned around and went upstairs with a snort.

As a result, when Cheng Jixue came to the company the next day, he found that Li Yimao and Mei Jinghan were also holding familiar packing boxes. Li Yimao choked dully: "Why did Mr. Zhang send us pickled mustard heads and pickled toon vegetables? Is it implying that we are idle and hungry?"

Mei Jinghan saw that the smile on Cheng Jixue's face was gradually disappearing, and immediately smoothed things over: "If you talk about food, you are talking about us. Your part is very good. We cook, we cook."

Li Yimao glared furiously.

Throw away those broken vegetables when I go back tonight.Cheng Jixue thought expressionlessly.

Upstairs, Zhang Chaohe didn't know Cheng Jixue's mental activities, he cocked his feet triumphantly, used his long legs to slide the rollers under the chair, and played around in the office.

After returning home last night, Zhang Chaohe deeply reflected on his abrupt behavior. He was afraid that Cheng Jixue might misunderstand what would affect his image as a good boss, so he actively made up for it in the morning, and picked two more pickles from the remaining pickles with tears in his eyes. I like it so much that my assistant gave it to Li Yimao and Mei Jinghan.

The boss's love is not divided into thick and thin, and everyone has one hand to create a harmonious and stable colleague relationship together!

We are going to fly to Shenzhen tonight to prepare for the recording of "Dream Training Camp". Because Zhang Chaohe is there, everyone happily boarded Mr. Zhang's private jet.For tomorrow's recording, he can't drink alcohol or eat cold and stimulating food, so Li Yimao had to binge eat two big bowls of baked rice, while Mei Jinghan was still nervously replaying the stage moves.

Cheng Jixue didn't bother to talk to Zhang Chaohe—Mr. Zhang got on the plane and straightened the seat, put on the earphones and went to sleep peacefully, completely refusing to communicate. He stared at the toe of the other person's shoes for a while, and then turned his head to look at the cloud.

It was dusk outside the window, and the horizon was gently supporting a brilliant fire glow, and the sky farther away was a deep and lively blue.The cabin was brightly lit, and the high-silicon tempered glass reflected his cold jawline and tight mouth.

Cheng Jixue realized that she was a little out of control, closed her eyes and let out a breath slowly, and then opened her eyes to see the gentle, humble and polite Cheng Jixue again.

When the plane landed, the program team specially sent Jiasheng artists who had participated in the program to the airport to welcome their big boss. As soon as Zhang Chaohe came out of the VIP passage, he saw three handsome guys wearing masks standing in front of the nanny's car, looking forward to it.

He froze imperceptibly, then adjusted his expression a little, trying to make himself look more elite and more serious, arrogantly and coldly walked out with the artists and assistants behind him like an emperor patrolling the border .

He glanced at the following teacher who was holding up the camera, and couldn't wait to get into the car with a sullen face.

In the scene of following the teacher, after Mr. Zhang shook hands with the pick-up artists one by one, he naturally glanced at the camera with haughty eyes, and then he took a long leg and got on the nanny car in a low-key manner.

On the other hand, artists who should be more sensitive to camera positions are not in satisfactory shooting conditions. Under Mr. Zhang's strong aura, Jiasheng's pick-up students are all crushed like stupid gooses, not even as good as three The challenge guests behaved naturally.

The director team originally wanted to edit a pick-up tidbit to make a small easter egg, but after getting the shooting clip, they competed in silence.The Zhang family had already said hello that no malicious editing of Mr. Zhang is allowed, let alone arranging malicious scripts, but just for the moment just picking up the plane, no matter how you edit it, it looks like "the artist bows down to welcome the boss of a big-name company", One of the students who speculated on the rich and handsome character design may also collapse the character design...

After hesitating again and again, the director team could only edit the clip of Zhang Chaohe casually sweeping the camera as a mysterious preview. At least in that segment, there were only the thin silhouettes of the newcomers challenging the guests, so that the unlucky students would not be hurt.

The comments below this mysterious trailer are extremely simple—Mr. Zhang is not an artist, and has no professional fans to control the comments, so the popular comments like "eyes kill me" are full of rainbow farts, and even the newcomer with only one profile is brought up. Suddenly blowing wildly, compared to the monotonous and unified control and evaluation of the trivia just posted when the three students were waiting for the pick-up, the popularity was more than a star and a half.

The program group understood in seconds, it turns out that as long as you shoot handsome guys, you will be popular!

So in the next trip, Zhang Chaohe was chased and intercepted by the teacher who followed him all the way, vowing to take pictures of his pores clearly.From ignoring Zhang Chaohe at the beginning to sitting on pins and needles later, he finally couldn't help turning away the camera and asked the teacher who followed him: "Why do you keep taking pictures of me? Take pictures of them more. Anyway, it's still a little hot."

The camera brother said that you don’t know Mr. Zhang, and that you are the most popular person in the car at the moment, but he still said very euphemistically: "The director asked us to shoot more handsome guys."

Zhang Chaohe was completely comfortable with the invisible flattery, and he pointed at Cheng Jixue happily: "He is more handsome than me, you go and shoot him."

Cheng Jixue waved her hand shyly, showing the general formality of newcomers.

Li Yimao's heart skipped a beat, fearing that the program team would make a malicious edit, he immediately pretended to protest and changed the subject: "Mr. Zhang, you are too biased. Isn't Lao Mei a handsome guy? Am I not a handsome guy?"

The camera brother originally regretted that he couldn't edit Mr. Zhang's partial side, but he was immediately refreshed when he heard this!In the show, he can often shoot clips of various guests tearing X and yin and yang to each other to generate income for the show group. At this time, Li Yimao's protest instantly caught him by the smell, and he was so excited that he almost put the camera on Mei Jinghan's face.

Mei Jinghan is worthy of being an old boy group member. He has seen a lot of bloody storms. Knowing that the program group is waiting to use their dialogue to stir up popularity, he immediately blamed the program group: "It's all because the program group didn't arrange more cameramen. Otherwise, everyone will be alone, and no one will run away!"

The teacher failed to find the topic, and moved away from the camera with hatred.

The trainees also discovered the invisible aura lingering among the guests, but in order to appear on the scene, they tried to join in with eighteen martial arts.Li Yimao and Mei Jinghan are both seniors. They were afraid that they would be scolded by their fans if they struck up a conversation rashly, so they had to take the newcomers first and asked in a hurry:

"Brother Cheng, can I call you that?"

"Brother Cheng's skin is so good, you can't even see traces of makeup, unlike me..."

"How tall is Brother Cheng, you look really tall—"

Zhang Chaohe couldn't bear to hear any more, so he decisively closed his eyes and pretended to be deaf.

Cheng Jixue politely replied one by one: "I dare not do it."

"Because I don't have makeup on."

"184."

Li Yimao also closed his eyes. He was mourning for these trainees. Who would have thought that they were actually old Pu'er soup poured on the 304 white steel plate—they never returned.

It wasn't until a student saw that and asked, "Brother Cheng's nose is really straight, did he do it?" with the proficient technique of tearing up X at the base, Cheng Jixue finally got the stage to display it.

I saw him with a bitter smile, lowering his head slightly to cover up the disappointment in his eyes, every movement and every angle was perfect as if it had been carefully designed: "I did have low self-esteem, and I wanted to make myself more perfect, But I have no money, and I still bear 300 million foreign debts..."

Zhang Chaohe: You fart!The 300 million is obviously paid back to you! !

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