The president asked me to fall in love

The first night when Tan Zhihuai stayed at Zhou Qiaonan's house...they lived in peace and sleep well.

Zhou Qiaonan originally thought that he would toss and turn and find it difficult to fall asleep, but in fact, he returned from a business trip and spent a lot of energy on Tan Zhihuai. He fell asleep happily after lying on the bed for a long time.

Tan Zhihuai curled up on the sofa bed in the living room, stared in the direction of the bedroom for a long time, wondering how long it would take to sleep on the double bed inside.

The next morning, Zhou Qiaonan came out of the room yawning with sleepy eyes, saw Tan Zhihuai who was making the bed, woke up with a jolt, and remembered that he was no longer alone in the house.

Tan Zhihuai saw that he was fixed in place as if he had been tapped, straightened up and said good morning to him with a smile.

Zhou Qiaonan responded vaguely, ran into the bathroom like a rabbit, and leaned against the door panel to regain his soul - it was a bit exciting to see the living Tan Zhihuai appearing in his home in pajamas early in the morning.

After he stabilized his mind and calmed down his emotions, he came out of the bathroom after washing, and then pretended to be nonchalant and changed Tan Zhihuai in, while he changed his clothes and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

There are quite a few breakfast shops outside the community, with buns, steamed buns, sweet porridge and omelets, everything you need. Zhou Qiaonan bought breakfast for two from the shop with a short queue. Tan Zhihuai had already changed his clothes and sat at the dining table looking at his phone.

Seeing him enter the room, Tan Zhihuai immediately put away his mobile phone, took the breakfast in his hand, and helped put it on the dining table.The two sat opposite each other, eating breakfast in silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Zhou Qiaonan couldn't eat anymore, so he bit the bullet and chatted nonsense: "I remember when I was in school, you performed guitar at the New Year's Party one year."

Tan Zhihuai has a good family education, and he follows the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping at home, but as a country with outstanding performance at the dinner table, the big talkers also completely hold the civilian custom of eating and chatting.

"Yes, that year you happened to be the entertainment chairman of the student union. The boy who was supposed to perform the violin was allergic to food in the background and was sent to the hospital. When the show was interrupted, you were running around in a hurry, looking for someone to rescue you like a headless chicken. , I can't see you like that, so I just bite the bullet and play."

Then a Beatles classic song "Hey Jude" was played and sung, which made the girl who had a crush on Tan Dashao double overnight.

When Zhou Qiaonan thought of the little girls who kept coming to Tan Zhihuai to confess her love, the words of vengeance in capital letters appeared on her forehead: "Hehe, you remember it really clearly."

Tan Zhihuai smiled: "You also have a good memory."

Zhou Qiaonan: ...

Tan Zhihuai: ...

No chat today!

Zhou Qiaonan lowered his head and ate the omelette resignedly. He originally wanted to use the guitar performance to dig out Tan Zhihuai's talent, but he didn't expect the other party to focus on other places.His communication skills were completely suppressed in front of Tan Zhihuai, which really frustrated Yangyi's No. [-] manager.

Tan Zhihuai glanced at the resentful Zhou Qiaonan while drawing a tissue, and decided to give him a step down, showing weakness: "Qiao Nan, you said that I can neither sing nor dance, so there is no future for me to be a star?"

Zhou Qiaonan finally found a chance for revenge, snorted coldly, and ruthlessly started the poisonous tongue mode: "Not only that, you are still old, you are not good at acting, you are not good at acting, and you are not good at making troubles, so you dare to die if you two know me." Sign you as an artist, and replace someone else, who do you think would be happy?"

Tan, an old and unappreciated new artist, suddenly felt that the steps were too slippery for him. Zhou Qiaonan stepped on his heart and saw blood on the spot. However, he still had to hold back the old blood and pretended Acting as if you are particularly teachable, ask Trump Business Week for advice: "Then what do you think I should do?"

what to do?Don't do it!

Tan Zhihuai's situation is really difficult for Zhou Qiaonan. He has been in the industry for more than five years and almost six years. He has seen all kinds of artists. The person who eats this meal.

But Tan Zhihuai is different, he is not a person who eats this kind of food.

Suppose he goes to an interview as an actor—sit there with a straight suit, the director thinks that the investor’s father is coming to inspect; An Internet celebrity broadcasts a live broadcast - the beauty camera takes a photo of him, and the netizens on the opposite side think which online teaching channel they are connected to...

He was born to be a high-ranking king, and he has been educated in the upper class for decades. He is a noble son, a leader, a snow lotus blooming on the top of a mountain, and a lone wolf howling under the moonlit night, but not... Others wink, an entertainer who wants to sing and laugh.

Now that his arrogance is being bent by reality, Zhou Qiaonan has to personally polish him into a look that can meet people on stage, how can Zhou Qiaonan bear it?

"The thing about you being wronged..." Zhou Qiaonan wanted to ask, did you find out about this matter? Could there be something wrong?You're actually kidding me.

But when the words reached his mouth, he couldn't open his mouth again. What kind of person is Tan Zhihuai?Since he can recognize things, he can't be wrong [-]% of the time. If he really asks the bottom line, that is to sprinkle salt on his wounds. Zhou Qiaonan loves him so much, why would he do such a thing?

So a certain person, relying on a little soft heart and a little old love, escaped smoothly again.

"Forget it, I'll help you contact two teachers first, you go to some basic acting lessons and vocal music lessons, see which aspect you are more talented in, and then develop in that direction." Zhou Qiaonan said, hands and feet slipping He tidily cleared the dining table and found his mobile phone to help Tan Zhihuai plan his future.

The course arrangement was quickly finalized. Vocal music class will not have a new class until next week, and performance class just started a new class yesterday. The teacher asked Zhou Qiaonan to bring someone to join the class, so Tan Zhihuai can start his "artistic life" this afternoon. .

Tan Zhihuai accepted the arrangement without exception, took out the watering can placed in the corner of the balcony, and watered the half-dead plants.

After lunch, Zhou Qiaonan drove Tan Zhihuai to class without complaint.

The teacher who taught the class was surnamed Yang, a retired professor of the School of Film and Television, and a hale and hearty old man.Mr. Yang only teaches high-quality courses with a small number of students. There are 7 students in this period plus Tan Zhihuai, and the average age of Tan Zhihuai is 19.5 years old.

Mr. Tan, who used to be all-powerful, now sits among a group of vigorous students, smiling and listening to Mr. Yang's lectures, with a ten-year-old "age" higher than the average age.

Zhou Qiaonan couldn't bear to look directly at the scene, so he stood at the door and secretly took a photo with his mobile phone, and then went to the shopping mall next door to buy a coffee machine.

After he picked out the machine, paid for it, and put the coffee machine in the car, it was almost time for Tan Zhihuai to leave get out of class.

Zhou Qiaonan counted the time to pick up the person. From a distance in the corridor, he saw Mr. Yang holding Tan Zhihuai's hand, standing at the door of the classroom, talking to him affectionately. As if the grandson went back.

He still remembers that just over two hours ago, when he came with someone, Elder Yang gave Tan Zhihuai a merciless look when he saw Tan Zhihuai's smiling face. A 180-degree turn?

"Mr. Yang, Zhihuai." Zhou Qiaonan greeted the two with a smile, and then sincerely asked Mr. Yang, "Mr. Yang, do you think Zhihuai is okay?"

"Good, good!" Mr. Yang praised Tan Zhihuai without hesitation, "Xiao Tan has an excellent understanding of acting and has his own opinions. If there are more students like Xiao Tan who come to my class , the art of performance can truly flourish!

Xiao Tan, although you are not young, but as long as you love acting and are self-motivated, I will definitely pass on what I have learned all my life! "

Zhou Qiaonan was grinning, and looked at Tan Zhihuai in his heart. He didn't know what kind of brainwashing this old man over [-] was, so that he would drag him to be his successor after a class.

Tan Zhihuai knew that Zhou Qiaonan was looking at him, so he gave him an innocent and beating smile, and then said to Mr. Yang sincerely: "Mr. Yang, I'm too good at the class in front of you. I will work hard for you to teach me a lot in the future."

Mr. Yang naturally agreed a hundred times. Zhou Qiaonan saw that the atmosphere between the two was ridiculously good, so he could only agree with them: "I will work hard for Mr. Yang's guidance in the future."

Before leaving, Mr. Yang enthusiastically sent them to the door and bid farewell to Tan Zhihuai.Since Zhou Qiaonan met this old professor, it was the second time that he received high-standard treatment - the first time was when Fu Wenru and Gao Meng brought him to recognize someone, and Mr. Yang's enthusiasm was due to Gao Meng's credit.

"Okay, Young Master Tan, it seems that the vocal music class can be canceled for you." Zhou Qiaonan teased Tan Zhihuai while driving, "I heard what Mr. Yang said, you are an actor who was delayed by business."

"It's just a few words about my opinion on performances, Mr. Yang is overrated." There is absolutely no word "shame" in Tan Zhihuai's life dictionary. When I was in the Tan family, because of my support for the acting career, I also invested in several movies and supported several theater troupes.

Unexpectedly, there was a theater troupe among them, and the head of the troupe happened to be a student that Mr. Yang liked very much. He couldn't help but say a few more words, so let the old man feel kind. "

Zhou Qiaonan: ...Damn rich!

Not wanting to see a male peacock flaunting its fur again, Zhou Qiaonan wisely chose to turn off the microphone.

Tan Zhihuai glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.

At this time, the WeChat notification sounded, and Tan Zhihuai took out his mobile phone to look at it, smiled triumphantly, and directed Zhou Qiaonan: "Turn left at the next intersection, and I will take you to sign back the little beauty you have been thinking about."

Zhou Qiaonan didn't know why, so he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tan Zhihuai shook his phone and said to him, "I have made an appointment with Luo Yue to have dinner with him, Lu Xulie and Zhao Sucai tonight."

"Really? That's great!" Zhou Qiaonan's eyes lit up. Lu Xulie is the current helm of Star King Entertainment, and Zhao Su is Hu Yuesi's manager. As long as they agree to sign Hu Yuesi back It's about eight or nine, "I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back when I have a chance."

Tan Zhihuai saw that he was happy, and there was a little more joy from the heart on his face: "It's serious, what is the relationship between us, whether we owe it or not, it hurts feelings."

Zhou Qiaonan stared straight ahead, waited until he turned around and passed by, and then said quietly: "It's better to owe it, our relationship... it's better not to talk about feelings."

Tan Zhihuai's smile instantly froze on his face, and his heart raced past an alpaca in the prairie.