Jiang Yang remembered the first time he met Sophie, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, and his tone was soft and soft: "Not long after returning to China, I met Fei Fei at a drinking party, and she happened to be looking for someone. And I didn't find a suitable job, anyway, the time is not three, so it is better to take this opportunity to get acquainted with the country. ”

"Are you looking for a job in environmental protection?" Peng Jie asked.

"Yup, environmental work will be my life's work. Having said that, in fact, Jiang Yang was also entangled in his heart, knowing that his father wanted him to help in the company, but he was not interested in business at all. In addition to wanting to help Fei Fei, he also had the mentality of dragging on for a while, and he wanted time to think clearly about the path he wanted to take in the future.

Jiang Yang changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, what about you?"

"The construction period is short, and there is a lot of money, so I want to earn a lot of money to go back to my hometown to rebuild the house and improve the food. Uncle Fu replied quickly and concisely.

"If you're popular, make more money!" Peng Jie said.

Fu Shubao thought for a while: "I can't be a star, and besides, I won't leave my mother." ”

Hearing Fu Shubao's words, Peng Wei was stunned for a while, and said slowly: "I don't have anyone who can't fall." So even if the results are not satisfactory this time, I have no intention of returning to Huizhou. ”

"Have you discussed it with your family?" asked Uncle Fu.

"I only have an uncle who doesn't pay attention to me, and a cousin who is tired of me and cracks my teeth. But maybe not anymore. Peng Jie moved his body and faced the sofa, his voice hoarse and muffled, not at all like a ghost horse that he usually jumped out of.

Peng Jie's parents died in an accident on the construction site when he was not sensible, and it was his uncle who raised him. So Peng Jie came out to work at the age of sixteen, renewing himself on his own, and changed many jobs as a clerk, waiter, courier, and hairstylist apprentice. Later, I met the owner of an agency in a hair salon and began to work as a part-time model.

I remember that when I received the interview notice of "Drill Man", Peng Jie ran to tell my uncle as soon as possible...

"Diamond Male God?" Uncle's eyes lit up.

"Hmm!" Peng Jie nodded happily.

"Isn't that just going to be a big star and making a lot of money?"

"I don't know if I can choose yet, but I'll do my best!" Peng Jie clenched his fists.

"Okay, okay, you must come on!" the uncle patted Peng Jie on the shoulder and encouraged.

"I will!"

The uncle pulled the chair closer and approached Peng Jie: "Can you bring Xiaojun with you?"

Xiaojun is the only son of his uncle, that is, Peng Jie's cousin.

"Huh?"

"Recommend Xiaojun to your agent, if you can do it, Xiaojun will definitely do it. "The son in my uncle's eyes is better than anyone else, and he must be the agent who has looked away for a while.

"Uncle, my cousin is in the same company as me, and if the agent wants to find him, he has already found it. Peng Jie was embarrassed.

The uncle thought for a while, and said in a good voice: "You are qualified for the interview now, and the company will definitely listen to you." Why don't you tell them that if you don't join Xiaojun, you won't compete, so they will definitely agree. ”

"The company won't listen to me. ”

"I know that you are afraid of things, you don't dare to go, wait for me to help you speak. Uncle stood up, grabbed his coat and prepared to put it on.

Peng Jie was anxious and grabbed his uncle's arm: "Don't! Uncle is useless, the company can't get an idea, the interview is not a decision of the company, it is a TV station." ”

Uncle made a certain move, and shook Peng Jie away violently: "Oh! I know, are you afraid that Xiaojun will steal your limelight, so you won't let me say it?"

"No, uncle. Peng Jie hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

"You are a loser who has been jealous of Xiaojun since childhood, he is my son, I will give you one of the three copies I will give him, am I sorry for you?

Peng Jie held back tears and shook his head: "No, you didn't," he sniffled vigorously, "But I really can't do the interview, I'm sorry uncle!"

The uncle pointed at Peng Jie angrily, so frightened that he bounced away, afraid that his uncle would start a fire and beat him up again as before.

Uncle suddenly propped up the table, shook his head and sighed: "Xiaojie, I raised you with hard work, can't you help Xiaojun?"

Peng Jie was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "It's not that I don't help, it's that I can't do it." ”

Uncle beat his chest: "The relationship between Xiaojun and you is so iron, you have no conscience, it really chills me..."

The more Jiang Yang listened, the more angry he became, he tore off his mask, stretched his face and said, "It's obvious that your cousin is jealous of you, how can you say the other way around?"

Fu Shubao slapped the sofa vigorously and said angrily: "That's it, the evidence that he caused you to break your teeth is evidence." ”

Peng Jie was lying on the sofa, although he couldn't see his face, but he heard the helplessness in his tone, and he said faintly: "I think it's also my ability to make him jealous, forget it! ”

"Great! That's right, getting good grades will make him jealous of you more and more. Jiang Yang nodded vigorously.

Fu Shubao shook his palm: "We have passed two levels now, and if we enter another level tomorrow, he will be convinced sooner or later." ”

Peng Jie didn't dare to tear off the mask, and tilted his head sideways to let tears sink into the mask.

******

The third episode of "Drill Man" was performed in the studio of Lincheng Radio, Film and Television Center, which can accommodate more than 600 audiences, and is the largest and most advanced studio in Lincheng.

The front and back of the rooftop are very busy, and all the staff and drill men are also very busy.

In the corner of the dressing room backstage, Peng Jie practiced dancing and sweated profusely. He picked up a towel to wipe his face and asked Jiang Yang: "You said that if I add a one-handed handstand, will it be more exciting?"

Jiang Yang thought for a moment: "You have already danced well in the rehearsal just now, and it is dangerous to do a handstand with one hand, so it is better to be safe." ”

"Also, it's more important to be safe and not make mistakes. Peng Jie nodded.

Fu Shubao sat aside, frowning for a while, grinning lightly, and constantly muttering to himself.

"Do you think he looks like a ghost?" Peng Jie raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Yang Nunu chin and made a silent gesture to Peng Jie. The two walked towards Fu Shubao with light steps, one left and one right scaring in his ear.

Uncle Fu stood up proudly, stomped his feet, and shouted exaggeratedly: "It's so shocking!

Jiang Yang jumped away and pointed down: "This acting, too bad!"

Uncle Fu raised the lyrics: "What do I want to do with acting? ”

"I'm going to act, when I first rehearsed, Ah Fei reminded you to laugh. Peng Jie said.

"Hey, I can memorize the lyrics, I can sing it, but I can't laugh. Uncle Fu picked his hair melancholy.

Let the brisk singer Jiang Yang demonstrate once. Peng Jie pointed his hands at Jiang Yang.

"It's noisy to others!" Jiang Yang refused.

"Then I don't play the guitar, I just sing to the beat. Peng Jie proposed.

"OK!" Jiang Yang sat down on the table and began to beat the beat, singing softly. Peng Jie and Fu Shubao are like little fans shaking their heads with the beat.

Mai Shao on the other side snorted from his nose and withdrew his gaze. He continued to watch the replay of the rehearsal with the martial arts instructor. Mai Shao's performance is to fight against the Eighteen Arhats, of course, it is not a real fight, but just a gesture by the Eighteen Arhats.

"Stop! Look at this palm move? It's ugly. How do you design the movements, I want to be cool and strong, change!" Mai Shao pointed to the notebook and rebuked the martial arts instructor.

After a while, Mai Shao pressed the pause again and scolded: "Also, the one on the far side has been blocking me all the time, who is the protagonist now?

"I'm sorry, I'm going to remake it right away. The martial arts instructor bowed his head in response.

"Don't go yet!" Mai Shao drank, catching a glimpse of Gao Minghua's thief head rat brain standing aside, his tone was impatient: "What's the matter?"

"The matter has been done, Mai Shao, please rest assured. Gao Minghua said in a low voice.

"It's done, it's done, do you need to report it on purpose?"

"Yes, yes, then I won't bother you. Gao Minghua nodded. Mai Shaoli ignored him and continued to watch the replay.