Give the slag and accept the end

The first to come to the stage was Chu Yan's opponent, Zhang Wei.

This little girl in her early 20s looks a little immature, but her face without any trace of plastic surgery and her real smile still make the audience like it very much. Everyone agrees that she will be the last glory in the acting school of the contestant group.

Unexpectedly, a dark horse ran out halfway.

Zhang Wei bowed to the audience, then walked to the left side of the stage and stood up.

The lights dimmed slowly.

When it was turned on again, she already had a briefcase carried by an office worker in her hand.

The sound effect sounded, it was the sound of the cold wind in winter.

The little girl who had just entered the workplace wore glasses and was surrounded tightly. She opened the door with the key and entered the house. She threw her briefcase on the ground and changed her shoes violently at the entrance.

She was wearing high-waisted boots with zippers.Perhaps it was too cold in winter, and the zipper froze. The zipper of one boot got stuck halfway through, and it couldn't be opened no matter how I pulled it.

"Bang." She was so angry that she threw the other boot under the table, and then walked into the room with a slipper on one foot and a half-pull boot on the other foot. On the stomach, it swayed to the right with the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

She first walked around the living room, squatted under the coffee table, pulled out the drawer with a "wow", and rummaged in it with her hands, as if she was looking for something.

I haven't found it after searching for a while.

She ran to the bedroom again, and rummaged through the bedside table in the bedroom again, but she still couldn't find it.

Finally, I went to the study room, took out the few stacks of waste paper inside and flipped through the pages one by one, but still didn't find what I wanted.

She was so angry that she threw the stack of papers on the ground angrily, and didn't care about it scattered all over the floor, and flipped through the brand new thick books on the bookshelf that anyone with a discerning eye could tell that nothing was clipped.

Of course, nothing was found.

She seemed to be so angry that she threw the book and shouted angrily, "Mom! Where did you put my training contract again!"

No one responded to her.

She took out another book and continued to shout, "Mom! I have a contract! Where did you put it for me!"

Still no one answered her.She was extremely irritable, and walked out the door as soon as she closed the book, shouting as she walked, "Mom, what are you doing! Contract, I said give me the training contract I signed with the company..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

At this time, the close-up of the shot was played out and appeared on the big screen.

The anger on her face froze there like that, and after a few seconds, she blinked and disappeared a little.She suddenly stopped talking and turned her head to walk in the door again.

It seemed that she realized that her mother was no longer there.

She continued to look for things, and at first she was able to calmly flip through the books one by one, but later she moved down the books one by one, regardless of thickness, and flipped through them side by side.

It was clear that some books could not fit a few pages the size of a contract, but she was still flipping through them.

The more you turn, the more anxious your movements become, and the more you turn your emotions, the more irritable you become.Finally, the emotions reached their peak.

She yelled: "Where is my contract, where did you put it for me!"

"Why do you pack up my things? If you tell me not to pack up, don't pack up, you won't listen!"

"It's all right now, clean it up for me, and you, too, fell to your death."

"Clearly knowing that my hands and feet are not good in winter, and I still want to climb high places, you climb, you climb now!"

Zhang Wei's reproachful voice was filled with tears.

Su Ying watched Zhang Wei's performance from below, and then glanced at Xiao Wei who was wiping away tears.

I thought, what is there to cry about.

He has never had a father or a mother, and has never been with anyone for a long time except for mission goals, so he doesn't understand the meaning of family affection at all.I just feel that Zhang Wei's performance is blunt and his lines are weak. The emotions conveyed in 5 minutes are enough, but the amount of information is pitifully small, not enough for the audience to construct a complete story in their minds.

It can only be said that it is so-so, barely passing.

"When my dad was gone, I was like this too." Xiao Wei wiped his tears, took the tissue handed over by Su Ying with some embarrassment and blew his nose, "The first New Year without my dad, I went home It was like that when my mother opened the door for me, and when I was changing shoes at the door, I started to call my dad habitually, but no one answered after calling several times, and when I looked back, my mother was also crying."

Su Ying handed him another piece of paper and said, "Don't cry, Chu Yan is coming out."

Xiao Wei sniffed, looked at the unmoved Su Ying, and asked, "Boss, don't you have such a time?"

It is obvious that Mr. Song died.

Su Ying smiled, focused all his attention on the man on the side of the stage, and said casually: "My heart does not allow me to have such emotional fluctuations."

Xiao Wei is a sentimental person. Hearing this, he immediately imagined a heart-breaking drama, turned his head secretly and wiped away two more tears.

Su Ying focused on the man on the stage. 30 years old, neither old nor young.

Holding a letter in his hand, he stood on the edge of the stage, waiting for the host to finish the curtain call before going on stage.

The lights dimmed and then brightened again.here we go.

As if deliberately competing with Zhang Wei, the first thing that sounded was the sound of the winter wind.But what's different is that there is joy in the cool breeze, and the sound of fireworks sounds from time to time-this is the Chinese New Year.

Chu Yan limped into the door with the letter in his hand, his body seemed extraordinarily heavy, and he walked not too fast, as if he was getting old.

Just seeing his limping posture, Su Ying's heart skipped a beat.

And the subsequent performance made him even more frightened.

Chu Yan rarely showed some happiness on his tired face, and his every move was so slow that people could feel from the rhythm of his movements that he was playing an elderly man.

The man didn't open the letter immediately after sitting down, but made himself a pot of tea. After the tea was brewed, he took two sips before reading the letter.

It was obvious that he was looking forward to it, but his patience was extremely good. He slowly rubbed his hand on the envelope for a long time, and his face showed an unspeakable complexity and excitement at the same time.

This letter must be very important, must be sent by someone who means a lot to a man.

Su Ying thought about it calmly, but clenched her hands a little tighter.

Tears were about to burst out, but the man restrained them with forbearance. He was always a proud man, and he didn't allow himself to shed weak tears.

Not even in an empty house.

He took several deep breaths, and then slowly endured the surging emotions.Then he took out a sharp knife from the drawer and opened the envelope bit by bit with the knife.

After the envelope was completely torn apart, it was still intact without any damage, which showed the carefulness of its movements.

He took out the letter and unfolded it.

Just like Zhang Wei's anger froze on his face before, this time, what froze on Chu Yan's face was uncontrollable joy.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head suddenly, or as if he had suddenly fallen into an abyss. The expression of joy was still on his face, but no trace of happiness could be seen anymore.

Unbelievable, bewildered, momentarily distraught after regaining consciousness, and numb as if abandoned.

All kinds of subtle expressions are displayed in front of the audience through the big screen one by one.

The contrast from extreme joy to extreme sadness made many viewers who didn't understand what was being said were still brought into the plot in an instant, experiencing the emotional changes of the man in the camera.They were thinking that the letter must contain the news of someone's death.

As the audience expected, the camera slowly shifted from Chu Yan's face to the letter in his hand.

I saw that the letter did not have the obituary that everyone thought, but the two words "goodbye" and a date seven years ago.

Seeing this, Su Ying suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Wei was taken aback.

The audience in the back was blocked from sight and began to talk a lot. Several voices called for Su Ying to sit down, but Su Ying remained motionless, staring at the stage with incomprehensible shock on his face.

"What are you doing standing there, you can't see from behind!" A man behind complained dissatisfied.

Xiao Wei patted Su Ying several times in a hurry. After he regained consciousness, he just wanted to tell him to sit down when he saw him stepping out of the seat without looking back and walking towards the backstage.

Many audiences were attracted by him and curiously discussed with the people around them, but most of them watched the performance, and no one paid attention to why he went backstage for too long.

The bosses were all gone, and Xiao Wei, who was an assistant, naturally couldn't stay alone, so he also hurriedly followed them to the backstage with his waist bent and his back bent.

"Boss, boss." Xiao Wei whispered from behind.

Su Ying turned a deaf ear and entered the backstage preparation room from the side, but was stopped by the security guards who were sent on duty halfway.

"Sir, the audience cannot enter here."

Su Ying didn't want to explain why, so he asked Xiao Wei beside him, "Do you have a phone number for the assistant director or the director?"

"Yes, I asked for it yesterday."

"Call any of them, I'm going backstage now."

Hearing this, the security guard looked a little suspicious, but when he saw that Xiao Wei really picked up the phone and started dialing the number, he felt a little uneasy.

Could it be that this person in front of him is still a big shot?If he's really a big shot, don't fire him for being unreasonable.Now these rich people are also very tempered.

"Assistant director, it's like this, Mr. Song..." After explaining, Xiao Wei said "OK" a few times, and handed the phone to the security guard, "Assistant director asked you to answer it."

After answering the phone, the security guard respectfully let them in after saying "Enen ah ah".

With this delay, the performance on the stage was over, the music for the change had already started, and there was a round of warm applause from the audience, the applause was louder than Zhang Wei's in front.Even if you haven't watched it, you know that the quality of the follow-up performances is very good, and Chu Yan is out of his grave this time.

Xiao Wei couldn't help but looked back, and saw that many audience members stood up and applauded, clapping their hands while wiping away their tears, a very rare scene.

It seems that this Chu Yan really has two brushes, and he might really be on fire.

Su Ying didn't pay attention to these things. He quickened his pace after hearing the applause from behind, and walked directly to the exit leading from the fence to the back after the actors stepped off the stage.

There, he stopped Chu Yan who had just finished performing.

Just as he was about to speak out, another person beside him spoke.

"Hey, it turned out to be Mr. Song, I must have misread it." A man wearing glasses stepped forward to block Chu Yan, and stretched out his hand towards Su Ying.

Su Ying looked up, thought for a while, and found this person's information in his mind: "Brother Feng, it's a pleasure to meet you."

He stretched out his hand and gave the other party a polite shake, then let go.

Feng Xiang, the gold broker of Zhongyi.

"I'm still Xiao Song and I don't remember who I am. After all, we only met once." Feng Xiang's face was extremely kind, and he couldn't see anything else.

"It's true that I only met once, but it's not uncommon in the news." Su Ying looked at Chu Yan behind him, and said, "I just saw Zhou Huijing breaking up with you on the headlines yesterday. I didn't expect to bring it today." Newcomer?"

Zhou Huijing is the pillar of Zhongyi, her wings are hardened and she wants to open her own studio, because of financial disputes, she has been torn up with Feng Xiang for a long time, and she just finished tearing it up yesterday.

With a thick skin, Feng Xiang directly skipped Zhou Huijing's matter, and answered the second part of Su Ying's sentence: "Yes, I just signed a contract and came to meet the newcomer. What about you, this is..."

Su Ying smiled slightly, she was also thick-skinned.

"Me? I'm here to make friends with the newcomer in your family." As he spoke, he stretched out a hand to Chu Yan, "Hello, I'm Song He."

I came to see someone yesterday, and today I said I signed someone.

No matter how fast it is, it will not be so fast. How many years of contract, at least a dozen pages will be missing.

Ten thousand steps back, even if it is signed, it will not affect him to find Chu Yan.

He stretched out his hand, but Chu Yan didn't answer it for a long time, Su Ying was not embarrassed to be left alone like that, and still raised his hand towards people without any intention of letting go.

Although Feng Xiang was secretly happy, after all, he was facing Song He, the eldest grandson of the Song family.

If you really offend people to death... then you will also be deadly offended.

It's just a matter of sacrificing Chu Yan, and he is not a very big person. He is too old to wink, he doesn't know what is good, and he talks about contracts with Zhongyi.I really thought that I was such a big character, it had to be him.

This kind of person, if the boss didn't like him and asked him to, he wouldn't bother to come.

"Hello, Chu Yan, shake hands?" Su Ying's hand was still hanging.

"President Xiao Song..." Feng Xiang was trying to resolve the embarrassing situation, but at this moment, Chu Yan stretched out his hand.

Su Ying grabbed Chu Yan's hand and shook it twice: "The performance just now was very good."

Chu Yan let go, and said politely, "Thank you Mr. Song for your compliment."

He was polite, but Su Ying was not: "I want to know your contact information, can you give me one?"

As if he was used to Su Ying's directness, Chu Yan was also very direct: "No."

"Actually, even if you don't give it, I can still get your contact information." Su Ying said bluntly, "I asked the assistant director for a contestant profile, which has your contact information."

Chu Yan's expression suddenly fell.The originally relatively plain face suddenly became gloomy, and the repulsion and rejection in his eyes were clearly displayed, as if he didn't care at all about Xiao Song, who even Feng Xiang's manager and assistant director treated him politely. identity.

Compared with other respectful artists, this kind of attitude is already regarded as defiant, not to mention, this Chu Yan is not even considered an artist now.

It was outrageously arrogant.

Feng Xiang on the side was also dumbfounded at Chu Yan's "low EQ".He tried to smooth things over by changing the subject: "Well, Chu Yan is immersed in the performance just now, and he is not in a good mood, so..."

Su Ying interrupted him: "It doesn't matter, I just like Mr. Chu's personality."

Feng Xiang was speechless for a while, secretly cursing that he was really two psychopaths.

"That..." After Xiao Wei's reminder, Su Ying noticed that many people around were secretly looking at them.

Not many people know Su Ying, but many people know Feng Xiang.Many people already knew what it meant for Feng Xiang to stand with Chu Yan.

And among the two people opposite them, one of them was a white-clothed man with an outstanding temperament and appearance, and he was treated courteously by Feng Xiang. Looking at the low profile of Feng Xiang who took the initiative to talk to him before, he must have an unusual identity.

Even if you can't hear the vague words, you can still feel that Chu Yan is the core of the competition through the interaction of several people.

They are all newcomers from the grassroots, what is this old man named Chu Yan doing?That's not how shit luck works.

There were too many people staring at this side, and Su Ying didn't want to create too much gossip here for others to see. He ignored Feng Xiang who wanted to talk, and said directly to Chu Yan: "I'll go first. Backstage lounge, Xiao Wei will continue to wait for you here, after the recording is over, please come to the lounge with him to find me."

Chu Yan didn't answer, so Su Ying assumed that he agreed.

At this time, the stage has already started to prepare for the final selection. The host came to the stage and began to host. The contestants began to make the next preparations under the arrangement of the program group, and they will appear on stage in order after a while.

"That's it, I'm leaving first, you are busy." Su Ying turned to Xiao Wei and said again, "You go to the front of the stage to watch the show, and contact me when it's over."

Xiao Wei nodded quickly.

Feng Xiang was ignored by them for a long time, he couldn't bear it, but he still put on a smile and called Zhu Ying: "Mr. We need to discuss things together..."

Su Ying said, "What can be more important than mine?"

Feng Xiang laughed angrily, thinking that I haven't said anything yet, you know yours is more important?This is to make things difficult for him on purpose, right?

Chu Yan opened his mouth for him: "Tell me."

Oh, listen to this breath.

Tell me.

Feng Xiang really felt that there might be something wrong with Chu Yan's brain. Although he said this to relieve his anger, he felt that this kind of emotional intelligence might be useless even if he brought it out.

Chu Yan didn't care what Feng Xiang thought. He put one hand in his pocket and looked at Su Ying coldly.

Talk about it and talk about it.In order to prevent the people around him from hearing, Su Ying leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice so that only a few of them could barely hear, and then said, "Is it important that I want to have a date with you?"

Feng Xiang pricked up his ears: "..."

Xiao Wei was forced to hear: "..."

Chu Yan chuckled, ignored Su Ying's low-level teasing, turned around and left.

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There is one more, hey.After finishing today, I feel that my daily life is not a dream anymore.