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There was no excessive nonsense, and everyone started to move their hands almost at the same time.

In the practice room, things flew all over the sky, pieces of drumheads scattered like snowflakes, Lu Mao's nosebleeds sprayed all over the floor, and finally he was stepped face down by a limited-edition sneaker.

Zhong Xingran stepped on his face as hard as he stepped on a floor drum, and the toe of his shoe rolled down a few times, causing Lumao to howl in pain.

He looked down at the people on the ground with a cold tone: "Buy me a drum that is exactly the same and put it in. I will see it tomorrow. Also, write a letter of apology and read it to me in front of the class. For a thousand words, I will hit you once with one less word, until you get out of Lanjiang."

Lumao begged for mercy, crying and howling, and nodded desperately begging him to let him go.

He is from the fifth middle school of the city, of course he has heard of the name Langao Xiaobawang, and today he brought someone here to secretly smash Zhong Xingran's drum, but he was just annoyed that his girlfriend flirted with him.He thought that no one would notice, but he didn't expect to just meet the deity.

Others begged for mercy one after another, saying they would never dare again, and they would go up together tomorrow to read the letter of apology.

Zhong Xingran let go of his feet, raised his chin towards the door and said, "Get lost."

They scrambled and ran, leaving only Wen Jinian and the boy with Zhong Xingran left in the practice room.

Wen Jinian picked up the mop that was broken during the fight without saying a word, and walked out the door.His face was scratched a little, but his fist was so hard that he just beat the green-haired little brother to tears.

Zhong Xing called to him with a stinky face, "Hey, thank you."

Wen Jinian wasn't trying to protect his drum, so he ignored him when he heard this and went straight out of the practice room.

After that day, Zhong Xingran's attitude towards him was a little bit better. Although he still didn't talk to him at school, at least he wouldn't do it every day like before.The two basically maintain a state of being polite, but not talking to each other.

Once when the training institution was out of school, it was raining heavily outside, and he invited Wen Jinian to get in the car to take him back.

Wen Jinian waved his hand to reject him, and through the open window, he heard the conversation between the two people in the car.

Zhong Xingran said unhappily: "I am still reluctant to ask him to come up, and it seems that his family will not come to pick him up, he deserves to be drenched in the rain."

Another laughed and said, "Maybe he just doesn't want to get in your car, or I'll try."

Zhong Xingran: "Get out of here."

Strange to say, although the distance is very close, Wen Jinian can't always see who the other person is. He seems to always follow Zhong Xingran, with a faint smile on his face, and often stares at Wen Jinian. Look at the year.

Through the car window and the rain curtain, Wen Jinian met his eyes. They were a pair of eyes completely different from Zhong Xingran's violent eyes. His eyes were gentle and calm, but with a hint of dangerous inquiry. There was a shallow line under his left eye. shallow scars.

As soon as the picture changed, it was another cloudy and rainy day, and the location was still in the training institution.

The person who practiced with Wen Ji Nian temporarily asked for leave, saying that it was raining too much and wanted to rest at home.There is less than a month left before the art exam. Today is their private training appointment. Without the counterpart actors, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Wen Jinian could have recorded his opponent's video first, and used it to play against himself, but today was unfortunate, he was going to work in another place in an hour.

If he wrote down such a long script twice by himself, he might be late...

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the practice room.

He looked up and saw Zhong Xingran come in with a plate of cut cakes.

"Here, today is Du □ □ day, we celebrated next door." He handed the cake to Wen Ji Nian, and then explained in an attempt to cover up, "This is not for you alone, everyone in the organization has it."

Wen Ji Nian took the cake and thanked him, but he didn't eat it.

Zhong Xingran looked at him and asked, "Who were those people who blocked you at the door yesterday?"

When school was over yesterday, he saw several burly men taking Wen Jinian into the car, so he asked the driver to follow him all the way, only to find that the car had driven to his house, and the two sides did not intend to conflict.

Zhong Xingran didn't want to be nosy at first, but after hesitating for a while, he still asked the driver to wait downstairs, and if he heard any movement inside, he would rush up at any time.

Wen Jinian lowered his eyes, "He came to introduce me to the job."

I don't know if it was because of the face of a young man, or because he didn't want to lose face in front of this young master, he lied for the first time in his life.

"Introduction to work?" Zhong Xingran had a flash of inspiration, "It can't be some kind of security guard, oh my god, you might as well come to me and I'll introduce you to a tutor Dangdang."

Wen Jinian didn't want to mess with him, so he changed the subject and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

When he was sitting on a stool and looked up at people, his eyelashes were rolled up against his upper eyelids, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, which was indescribably beautiful.There was no pleading in the clear eyes, but one couldn't help but want to agree to all his requests.

Zhong Xingran asked without thinking: "Why?"

"Help me read this line again. You don't need to be too emotional, as long as you can get it down."

"Fuck, you let me be your repeater?"

"Can't you?"

"……Fine."

There was a bang of thunder.

The rain was pouring down, and the wind rattled the windows.

Perhaps since then, he has vaguely planted the seed of admiration for Zhong Xingran, but it was not until many years later that he had the courage to face up to this seed that had already blossomed and borne fruit...

Wen Ji Nian was awakened by the thunder, and the cell phone by his ear rang.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed, next to Zhong Xingran who was unconscious, his even breathing echoed in the air.

There was a faint pain in his head, and the long dream just now made his thoughts a little confused, as if he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

The phone rang again, he got up and fumbled to turn on the screen, it was Zhang Keke calling.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

While answering the phone, he gently got out of bed and walked outside.

Zhang Keke said cheerfully: "Brother Wen, you have returned to Yanzhong now, right? Sister Zhen said that there is a meeting to discuss about your joining the group, and asked if it is convenient for you to go there now." company."

Wen Ji Nian looked at the time, it was already 08:30 in the morning, because it was raining outside, so the sky looked gray, like four or five o'clock in the morning.

"It's convenient, I'll be there in a while." He replied.

"Okay, then I'll tell Sister Zhen." Zhang Keke agreed, "By the way, there is one more thing. When you returned to Yanzhong yesterday, you were photographed by paparazzi. I heard clearly that Sister Chang seems to have asked About him. It's strange, Sister Chang didn't care about such gossip at all before, so I think I should tell you. "

Wen Jinian said, "Well, I see."

He didn't take Chang Xiaoru too seriously, anyway, that meeting in Nandao was probably the last time they met.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the closed bedroom door.

The strange feeling from the dream came back again, as if a voice was telling him, in fact, since a long time ago, you didn't hate Zhong Xingran so much.

Not after college, not five years later, but much longer before you realize that he is not a school bully who just loses his temper.

You will feel nervous in front of him, you will use calmness and indifference to cover up the momentary panic, you will be reluctant to mention your ridiculous and pitiful family background, and you will worry that he will look down on you and laugh at you... You care about him far more than you think .

This strange, even tingling feeling made Wen Ji Nian feel very uncomfortable.

He frowned and shook his head, ignored those weird thoughts, went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and then took the car arranged by Song Yuzhen to the company.

As soon as I arrived outside the company, I saw many fans holding mobile phones.

"Jiannian, happy resumption of work, looking forward to your joining the team!"

"Baby, pay attention to your body and have a good rest!"

"Tiantian, we love you, take care of yourself!"

These fans brightened his mood, and the voices of encouragement overshadowed his inner anxiety.

Wen Ji Nian waved at them, causing a burst of screams, and then turned his head and entered the company.

In the meeting room, Song Yuzhen was sitting at one side of the long table, Zhang Keke was still in Nandao and hadn't come back, so she was accompanied by Xiaoya and another assistant.

Sitting opposite them was Lin Jiasheng, the top police/bandit film director on the other side, a fat middle-aged man with a big beard.

Wen Jinian shook hands with him and said hello, and sat down beside Song Yuzhen.

Lin Jiasheng had a cheerful expression, and asked him in non-standard Mandarin with a smile: "Cashel, long time no see, how are you doing in South Island?"

Cashel is Wen Jinian's English name, but few people in the circle would call him that.Lin Jiasheng had dinner with him before, and often communicated scripts on social software, so he didn't act very unfamiliar.

"It's okay, the weather is a little hotter, and the food is good." Wen Jinian said.

Lin Jiasheng shook his head regretfully, "I had a job some time ago, I should have pushed it if I knew it earlier, and flew directly to the South Island to find you."

Wen Jinian smiled, "Next time we can go on a trip together."

Lin Jiasheng immediately raised his hands in agreement: "Great idea! After the finale, I'll take the whole crew with me. Ah, by the way, did Sister Pearl tell you, I'm here this time to invite you to join the crew early. "

Hearing the title "Miss Pearl", Wen Jinian looked aside in a little surprise, while Song Yuzhen looked at him with black lines all over her face, and Xiaoya next to her smiled so hard that her face turned red.

Song Yuzhen couldn't help interrupting: "Director Lin, how many times have I told you that my name is not Pearl! Can you stop calling me Pearl every bite!"

Lin Jiasheng laughed, "Sorry, I forgot again. But Pearl is very cute. You are white, which suits the name very well."

Song Yuzhen was so embarrassed to get angry by the praise, she rolled her eyes helplessly.

It was the first time Wen Ji Nian saw someone who could make her lose her head, and she immediately felt a little funny.He doesn't have frequent contact with Lin Jiasheng, and the WeChat chats are also business-like. I didn't expect this director to have such a lively personality. It seems that life in the group should not be very boring.

Lin Jiasheng continued: "It's like this, our martial arts teacher just happened to be free recently, so I thought that Cashel still has a lot of fighting scenes, so I came here to ask you, do you want to join the group training a few days in advance? "

He heard that Wen Ji Nian is famous for his dedication, if there is training, he would always take the initiative to ask the director to join the group in advance, so he specially came here to invite him.

Sure enough, Wen Jinian nodded and said, "Okay, I'm fine. Xiaoya, check if I have any schedule for these two days. If it's not very important, I'll push it away."

Xiaoya nodded in agreement.

Lin Jiasheng chatted with him about the book and the setting, and he left after more than half an hour.

Song Yuzhen asked Wen Jinian to wait for her upstairs, sent him downstairs and turned back.

She had an extra contract in her hand, pushed it in front of Wen Jinian and said, "Look at this, your gambling agreement this year has finally been completed, and you won't have to work so hard to take over the job in the future. You have to look at this first." , If you don’t understand anything, you can ask a lawyer, don’t worry.”

Wen Jinian slowly picked up the contract and held it in his hands, feeling unreal in a trance.

Before he came, he probably guessed why Song Yuzhen called him to the company.If it was just for joining the team early, he could have been informed on the phone without having to ask him to come to the company.

If this contract weighs a thousand pounds in his hands, it is not just a few pieces of paper full of words, it also means - freedom.

Total freedom, unburdened freedom, the freedom he had dreamed of.

Over the years, the debt collection, the house being repossessed, the employee's family scolded him, and his uncle's family rejected him, all of which weighed on his heart like a huge rock, making him breathless all night.Some people went bankrupt because of his family, and some people broke up because of his family's wife. After he knew these things, he became more and more disgusted with his absurd life.

His father has implicated many people, and he should give these people an explanation.

In his third year of high school, he was almost unable to survive.The pressure of studying and the pressure of debt came together. For a few months, he even wanted to follow his father's example and jump off a high building.

But then he didn't know why, but he persisted, from the third year of high school to the present.

The self five years later gave him a key to unlock the shackles.

No matter what the reason is, Wen Jinian is very grateful to the self who did not give up his efforts, and also very grateful to the reason that made him go so far.

That being the case, then the self five years ago should help him complete his acting career.

Wen Jinian was so excited that his hands trembled slightly, and even the paper made a rustling sound. After staring at the contract for almost a minute, he lowered his head and carefully read every word.

Song Yuzhen looked at his side face, and couldn't help showing a sad and gratified expression.

She took over Wen Ji Nian from the scout almost at the same time, it was equivalent to accompanying him all the way to the present without a name, no matter what, she had the feeling of seeing her own son grow up.

He is the most talented and hardworking artist she has ever managed.

In fact, many times, people who have talent don’t bother to work hard, so they often have a high starting point and a low end point; while those who have no talent and work hard only find that the ceiling they can touch is limited at the end.There are very few people in the circle who have both and can keep their houses from collapsing.

She thought with emotion, that indifferent young man who was not good at words has grown into a hot star.

In five years, she not only witnessed his career take off, but also witnessed his lowest period, and even witnessed his vigorous love.

Song Yuzhen poured him a cup of coffee, and said gently: "After the variety show was over, many endorsements came to us. I picked a few that were more suitable, and I will send you a choice when I get back. Tell me which one you like. .Also, Mu Xuru also sent me an invitation for the second season, what do you think?"

Wen Jinian was reviewing the contract, and he paused when he heard her words, "Let's talk about it, I want to take a break after filming the movie."

He has finished what he has to do, and it is time to return Zhong Xingran's things.

Song Yuzhen basically took what he wanted now, nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I won't give a clear reply to that side, and I'll look at it later."

"One more thing, it's your private matter, I want to talk to you." She hesitated for a moment, then added.

Wen Jinian put down the contract and looked at her: "What's the matter?"

Song Yuzhen said: "Before you discussed with Xing Ran, you said that after the first year of marriage, you should try to let his family get some news and let them accept you slowly. How is this going now?"

Wen Ji Nian was taken aback, he didn't expect this to happen.

Song Yuzhen suggested while watching his face: "I didn't mention this to interfere with your private affairs, but just to remind you, to persuade Xing Ran a little bit, and don't let his impulsiveness delay his career. I was with my husband back then. At that time, both families disagreed in every possible way, and my mother even drove him out with a broom. But after a long time, they gradually accepted it. After all, there is nothing more important than the happiness of their children. So, this kind of thing There is no rush, I can only let them get used to it step by step like boiling frogs in warm water.”

Wen Jinian could tell that she was really worried about herself, he thought for a while, and comforted him: "Thank you, Sister Zhen, I will seriously consider this matter."

If there is no accident, they should divorce before then, perhaps that will reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles.

Song Yuzhen thought that he had listened to her suggestion, and said with a sigh of relief: "I'm not worried about you, I'm just worried that that kid Xing Ran will go crazy, he will do anything for you. And his mother, Let me tell you, the one who can achieve the status of a gold agent is a thousand-year-old fox. You must remember not to play tricks in front of her, just show your true self. I believe that no one will dislike the real you .”

Wen Ji Nian felt helpless and had no choice but to respond one by one.

He worked on the contract in the company until after six o'clock in the evening, and after he was done, he went to see Song Yuzhen's new endorsement.

While watching the brand introduction, the phone rang, and it was Zhong Xingran calling, and this was one of the few times he called him.

Wen Jinian picked up the phone casually, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Xiaoya stopped introducing at the right time, shut her mouth and looked at him.

Zhong Xingran said lazily: "Xiao Zhang said you went to the company, is it still not over yet?"

"No, I have some work to do, and I might stay until 07:30." Wen Jinian glanced at his watch and said.

Zhong Xingran liked his tone very much, and he could even imagine that while he was reading the script or the introduction, he found time to answer his phone.His tone was cold and perfunctory, overlapping with the picture of him sitting at the desk in his shirt and flipping through the documents.

Zhong Xingran thought masturbatingly, his deceiving tone was so gentle, dull and teasing...don't love too much!

"Then let me pick you up, how about we have dinner together?" He said enthusiastically, "I know there is a revolving restaurant near ZTR, the taste and scenery are good."

Xiaoya was close, and it was no surprise that she heard Zhong Xingran's voice, and couldn't help but start laughing.

Wen Jinian glanced at her, although he didn't know why Zhong Xingran suddenly wanted to eat here, but he still didn't want to spoil his interest.

"Okay, come here," he said.

The other end immediately became excited and gave a low cheer.

When Wen Jinian hung up the phone, Xiaoya said with a smile, "You and Brother Ran really love each other as before, and you don't feel tired of being together every day. When you heard that he was coming, you laughed several times."

Only then did Wen Jinian realize that the corner of his mouth raised at some point.

He withdrew his smile, nodded and introduced: "Stop gossiping, keep talking."

Xiaoya pouted, and then introduced the product details to him.

Zhong Xingran didn't wait until he was about to get off work before leaving. After finishing his work in the morning, he stayed in the studio near ZTR.

Today's filming used a locomotive. He chatted very well with people from several teams and exchanged contact information with each other.Before leaving, he asked the team leader to borrow a car.

Li Mingming saw him swinging the car keys and going out, immediately understood what he was going to do, caught up with him and said: "Ran Ran, Ran Ran, wait a minute..."

He took out another key from his pocket, "You can drive this car, so you won't be photographed by the media."

It is common for Zhong Xing to go to Wen Ji Nian after work. He often refuses to let his assistant and driver follow him because he dislikes the presence of light bulbs.

"You boy, it's good enough." Zhong Xingran chuckled.

Li Mingming scratched his head, "Sister Chang seems to be paying attention to you these days, why don't we keep a low profile?"

Zhong Xingran paused after taking the key, he thought for a while, and threw the key back to Li Mingming, "I'll just drive this one."

"Ah? Are you not afraid of being photographed?" Li Mingming was stunned.

Zhong Xingran smiled slightly, turned around humming a song and left, leaving him standing there alone in a daze.

Wouldn't it be better to be photographed, you can justifiably tell Chang Xiaoru that you are about to have a daughter-in-law.

Although he didn't mind being photographed, Zhong Xingran didn't want to be surrounded by fans, so he put on a hat and mask, covered himself tightly and set off.

He stopped the car once on the way and got out to buy flowers.

This was the first time he had dinner alone with Wen Jinian, so sending flowers must be a must.The owner of the florist enthusiastically recommended endless summer with white roses. Zhong Xingran didn't quite understand this, so he followed her advice and bought a large bouquet.

"Handsome guy, here, it's easy to get bored in this endless summer." The proprietress reminded.

Zhong Xing thanked him, and she looked at his face and said, "Are you a celebrity? You look like the person in the photo on my daughter's desk."

"No, it's just ordinary people, buy a bouquet of flowers for someone you like." Zhong Xingran said without changing his face and heartbeat.

The proprietress laughed, "Someone you like? You are so handsome, are you still your girlfriend?"

Zhong Xing laughed and said nothing. Normally, he might not have much time to chat with people, but today he wanted to let passers-by know his excitement.

"Maybe it will be a boyfriend in the future." He blinked, and walked out under the blank gaze of the proprietress.

When we went out, the weather was still not overcast, and it started to rain in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Xingran rode all the way to the downstairs of the ZTR, found a place to stop, and turned his head to see that the handful of Endless Summer was already a little wilted.

He cursed in a low voice, took off his helmet casually, carefully placed it over the petals, and walked towards the glass door with the flowers in his hands.

The two receptionists inside were secretly nibbling melon seeds while they were about to get off work, and one of them stared wide-eyed.

With wet hair on his head, Zhong Xingran walked in around the revolving door, holding a bunch of bouquets of flowers that were only drenched in the rain in his arms, and a helmet in his other hand.

His height was too conspicuous, and his figure like a male model instantly attracted attention from all directions.

The receptionist said blankly, "That's... the second owner's house? Am I not mistaken?"

"No... Hurry up, call Mr. Zhong."

"I'll go, what does he want to do, come to fight with Mr. Zhong? It's not like he never comes to ZTR!"

"Have you ever seen someone holding flowers in a dry frame? Don't talk about it, call Mr. Zhong's office quickly."

As soon as the man picked up the phone, Zhong Xingran walked up to them, and the two raised their heads and dared not move.

He took off his sunglasses, knocked on the table and asked, "Which floor is Wen Ji Nian on?"

"Eighth, eighth floor..." the front desk said stutteringly.

"Thank you." Zhong Xingran put his fingers together and waved to them, then walked towards the elevator gracefully.

The front desk was stunned for a while, then hurried to catch up and said, "Erdong...Mr. Zhong, the elevator needs to swipe the employee card."

Ding--

The elevator door opened.

Zhong Xingran's eyes met those of the people inside, and his complexion suddenly changed.

The receptionist raised her head and saw Zhong Yunqi and his assistant standing in the elevator. She was so frightened that she shouted "Mr. Zhong" and immediately lowered her head and pretended to be dumb.

Zhong Yunqi was wearing a shirt and trousers, and his assistant was holding documents in his hands, apparently about to get off work.

He glanced at the flowers in Zhong Xingran's hand, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "For Xiaowen?"

This address made Zhong Xingran frowned, and snorted coldly: "Why are you so affectionate, he doesn't know you well."

Zhong Yunqi raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and said to him: "Go to the elevator next to it, it's going down."

Zhong Xingran seemed to have suddenly remembered something, he stuffed the flower into the hands of the front desk, and said to her: "Take it to Wen Jinian on the eighth floor, and ask him to wait for me for a while."

Then he strode into the elevator, ignored the terrified eyes of the assistant and the front desk, and pressed the close button.

Zhong Yunqi smiled, "What, miss mom? Want to go back with me? But I won't go back there today, you can go to my place if you want."

Zhong Xingran hated his tone very much, and wanted to punch his handsome face very much.

There is an eight-year age difference between them. Zhong Yunqi has always regarded him as a child since he was a child. He always feels that he is a baby who would cry without a mother. I also think he is messing around.

If it wasn't for asking him something, Zhong Xingran wouldn't be too lazy to say a word to him.

He said coldly, "Do you think it's possible?"

Zhong Yunqi narrowed his eyes, "Impossible, why are you angry, brother is just joking with you."

Zhong Xingran's rolling eyes became more obvious, I hope he can see it and shut up.

But Zhong Yunqi didn't care about his vivid white eyes, but asked: "Did you watch the video that mom sent you on your birthday?"

Of course Zhong Xingran watched it. Chang Xiaoru recorded a birthday greeting video for him, in which she was wearing a birthday hat, and Zhong Yunqi next to her was holding a cake plate with a face of reluctance, followed by the housekeeper, chef, driver, Auntie and others, as well as a giant cake as high as two meters.

That scene was too exaggerated, Zhong Xingran didn't want to admit that he had watched it at all, and of course he did not see the end, and he gave up in the third second after clicking on it.

Zhong Yunqi said meaningfully: "It seems that you haven't finished watching it, otherwise you wouldn't be so popular."

Zhong Xingran didn't want to chat with him about birthday videos, so he said impatiently: "Let your assistant leave first, I have something to ask you."

After arriving at the parking lot, the assistant tactfully walked aside, and the two brothers went to Zhong Yunqi's Cullinan.

Zhong Xingran was speechless, "Which boss in the entertainment industry would drive this kind of car around the market like you?"

Zhong Yunqi said nonchalantly: "You want to be a star, of course you have to drive a good car. If you are willing to go home and fool your father a few times, he will definitely give you a good car."

"Crap, he hates me when he sees me."

"Wrong, the two of us, he likes you the most."

Zhong Yunqi leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly and said, "Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"

Zhong Xingran temporarily put aside his complex emotions towards Zhong Jiantao, looked at him and asked, "Did Wen Jinian sign a VAM agreement with the company, and is his other file with you?"

As early as when Wen Ji Nian had to go to Lian Zong, he vaguely guessed that it might be a contract to gamble, after all, this is a very common operation in the entertainment industry.Signing this kind of agreement to repay the money is like putting all your eggs in one basket. Either a piece of paper will be turned over, or the rest of the golden period will be spent.

He thought that Zhong Yunqi would either admit it generously, or avoid it.

Who knows, he laughed out loud, "Why are you so stubborn, kid? I told you last time that he signed the VAM agreement willingly, and I didn't force him. Also, about the files, this I should be asking you."

He restrained his smile, "What secret is there in Wen Ji Nian that made you block all news and only give me a superficial resume. Don't think I don't know, you transferred all the real estate under your name to him, this What does it have to do with this secret?"

Zhong Xingran stared at him blankly, and murmured: "What did you say?"