111 Goodbye Yang Jiu'an
When he received Wang Xiaodong's call, Shen Yize almost didn't fly in place.
The online interview, scheduled at someone's request, will take place at 4 p.m. on the 23rd, that is, next Tuesday.
"yes, what's the matter, the turtle's smile is so bad that she can't close her mouth!"
Liu Dong, the chef of the old Sichuan restaurant, teased in a thick Sichuan accent.
After half a month, the two have become very familiar. At first, Liu Dong was still a little upright, but later found out that Shen Yize not only knew how to come, but also spoke an authentic Shu dialect, and he became cordial in an instant.
"It's nothing, there may be something going on next Tuesday, and I won't be able to come."
Shen Yize said vaguely, and then practiced knife work.
In the past two weeks, he has only done one thing: chopping shredded potatoes.
Peel quickly, split in two.
Place the flat side on the cutting board, then hold the handle of the knife in your hand, press your fingers against the knife surface, keep the knife side vertical, and after a dense and coherent sound, the potatoes are cut into thin and uniform slices.
Stack the sliced potatoes evenly on top of each other, with the knife still vertical, and quickly cut up and down with your right hand, while your left hand steps back at the same speed, and in an instant, the potato slices become shredded potatoes.
Liu Dong picked up a shredded potato as thin as a matchstick and looked at it a few times, and praised it sincerely: "Broad, fried at home, this level is tight enough!" Did you get the kimchi that you taught you to make in the first two days? ā
Last week, Shen Yize learned how to soak sauerkraut, as a former Sichuan Shu person, of course he knew that almost every family in Sichuan and Shu must have a sauerkraut jar, and he immediately made one at home.
"Got it!"
"Yes, then I'll teach you some commonly used flower knives, and when the time comes, you can show your hand in front of your mother and old man!"
Shen Yize laughed. He learned to cook under the banner of "honoring his parents", so Liu Dong said so.
After an afternoon of hard study, I came home and planned to continue writing speeches.
I made an appointment with Zhang Qiulin to hold a lecture on Saturday, and it happened that Gu Shu published a version of "I Don't Want to Be Friends with You" on the Yue Reading Chinese Internet, and he went to give a speech to promote the book by the way.
The manuscript fee for "I Don't Want to Be Friends with You" was finally sent, removing the part in the ministry and group, and then deducting taxes and fees, the actual amount was 3.5 million, and the deposit was close to 5 million.
The payment of "Nocturne" was settled in January, and now the sales volume is infinitely approaching the 3 million mark, and it is a certainty to break through 3 million before the end of the month, so that he can at least share 7 million sales, and about 5 million after deducting taxes and fees.
Tens of millions of deposits are just around the corner.
He opened Word and stared at the blank page for a long time.
I didn't want to give up, I didn't have the intention to write at all, and I waited until late at night to write more than 500 words. Seeing that the efficiency is so low, the more reluctant it is, the more torturous it is, it is better to watch the drama.
"The Silent Truth" ended tonight, and the number of views of a single episode has exceeded 50 million.
This drama is a complete explosion, and even the stock price of Youshi has risen in response.
After 0:00, Cai Zhuole and Yu Sheng announced the news of their new songs on Weibo almost at the same time, "Jiangnan" and "Jin Ge", two songs will be released on the whole network on April 1.
The people who don't know the truth are confused.
What's going on? What about He Ya of Seagull Entertainment? How is Choi Zhuole?
Didn't you say that Yu Sheng had a holiday with Seagull Entertainment, and he deliberately targeted it? Why did it suddenly become full entertainment?
Only then did netizens realize that they had been fooled by unscrupulous self-media, so another theory began to circulate on the Internet: Yu Sheng has never targeted anyone, and in her eyes, the entire music circle is garbage!
But this statement did not spread for long, and soon, the marketing account that was good at analysis found a blind spot, and finally came to the conclusion that this was a duel between Yu Sheng and Zhuang Yi through the so-called insider analysis of what he thought was rigorous and hearsay!
The most outrageous thing is that the editor of this sand sculpture forcibly added a love line to the two, attributing the cause of this duel to Zhuang Yi's love and not being able to, from love to hate, so he challenged Yu Sheng, winning is to hold the beauty, and losing is to completely let go and no longer entangled.
The key is that such an outrageous plot is really believed, not only did some people believe it, but it was also on the top of the hot search, causing Yu Sheng's team to have to sacrifice a killer feature: a lawyer's letter warning. This forced the unscrupulous marketing account to delete the article and apologize, and the humble editor begged for mercy online.
Shen Yize hurried to finish the manuscript before Friday.
Zhiwei Forum is Zhang Qiulin's home field.
This little girl usually chatters very loudly, but in front of a group of younger students and sisters, she behaves very calmly, decisively, and speaks effectively, obviously quite prestigiously in the community.
Shen Yize was a little nervous when he first entered the auditorium, but after taking the stage, he calmed down, after all, he is a man who talks and laughs with many bigwigs in the music industry, how can he have stage fright in a small scene?
After finishing calmly, a little girl asked about the scolding war with Wang Dingyu some time ago, and Shen Yize interrupted her: "Why do you think it's a scolding war, have I scolded him from beginning to end?" ā
The girl immediately said: "You scolded his adaptation for being a piece of." ā
There was a burst of laughter.
Shen Yize said calmly: "This sentence can only prove that I scolded, but it can't prove that I scolded him." ā
The laughter was louder and longer.
Waiting for the laughter to subside a little, Shen Yize continued: "The original draft of the script Xiaoqi has been published on the Internet, it is free, you can go and see the original book first, and then watch his TV series in May." Whether I'm scolding him or telling the truth, you'll know when the time comes. ā
No intention to work on weekends. I just learned a few Sichuan dishes two days ago, and I wanted to practice my hands, and I was short of a few people who tested drugs, so after thinking about it, I called Zhang Chunlin and Wang Xiaodong.
The three of them didn't know what to do, but Shen Yize's conscience found out, and he came in a hurry, and he brought a lot of fruits.
When the food was served and I looked at the red and green peppers on the table, I realized that something was wrong.
"Damn, I can't eat spicy!"
Zhang Chunlin was furious.
"I know, so I specially fried a green pepper shredded potatoes for you, don't worry, this green pepper is not spicy."
Zhang Qiulin picked up a shredded potato and said in surprise: "The knife work is not bad!" ā
"It tastes even better! Hurry up and try it! ā
Shen Yize urged.
Under the gaze of the three of them, Zhang Qiulin put shredded potatoes in his mouth.
"Emma, you really can!"
The little girl's eyes lit up and she gave a thumbs up.
Hearing her say this, the three of them started boldly with confidence.
After eating, Zhang Qiulin said, "Where is the senior sister's diary?" Take it out and take a look! ā
"People's diaries, how private things are, are you embarrassed to read them?"
"I'll just see what the book looks like, and I don't look at the contents. Besides, didn't you watch it? ā
"I didn't see it!"
Shen Yize is categorical.
Zhang Qiulin sneered: "I believe you are a ghost!" Didn't you know that there is a Sichuan restaurant outside our school? Didn't you see that you know that the senior sister is from Sichuan and Shu? Didn't you see that you would rush to learn to cook Sichuan cuisine, and test a few of us for poison? ā
Shen Yize was powerless to defend himself, and he didn't bother to defend himself, so he ignored her directly and looked at Wang Xiaodong: "Senior Brother Wang, has the filming schedule for the second season come out?" ā
"I brought it to you." Wang Xiaodong opened the briefcase, "This is the schedule, and this is the outline of the interview questions the day after tomorrow." ā
Shen Yize took two pieces of information.
The first is the filming schedule of the second season of "Heartbeat Signal", which is specific to the process progress of each day, and he can make arrangements in advance according to this.
The second is an outline of the questions for interviewing Yang Jiuan.
He read it carefully and asked, "Senior brother, can I add a few questions?" ā
"You say."
After a discussion, Wang Xiaodong clapped: "Okay, that's it." If there is a change in the shooting schedule, I will let you know in advance. ā
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang."
Sending off the three of them, surviving the long Monday, finally came to Tuesday.
He woke up early, no, I should say he didn't fall asleep at all.
Get up for breakfast, take a shower, and change into the suit you bought in Hudong.
This is the most handsome set of clothes he can handle, and it is also the most handsome set of clothes he feels after wearing them.
Men still have to wear suits.
He stood in front of the full-length mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
It's early, it's too early.
Sitting on the couch and thinking.
He remembered that half a year ago, he was also sitting in this position, Yang Jiuan was opposite him, wearing a light blue knee-length plaid skirt, his hands were obediently folded on his laps, and he sat upright and straight.
The midsummer sun poured in through the screen window, and it was beautiful for her to just sit and not speak.
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"Dad!"
Zhang Chengxin hurriedly pushed open the door of the editor-in-chief's office, but the secretary couldn't stop him, and stood outside the door looking at Zhang Huaiyuan, with a helpless and apologetic face.
Zhang Huaiyuan waved his hand, the secretary bowed slightly, and closed the door quietly.
"Dad, why are you hiding from me? Guilty of it, isn't it? ā
"Director Zhang, during working hours, please call me editor-in-chief."
Zhang Huaiyuan quickly browsed the documents in his hand, without raising his head, and his tone was cold.
Zhang Chengxin lifted his open blazer and sat on the sofa.
"Good! Then let me ask Editor-in-Chief Zhang, have you watched last week's ratings data? "Poetry Conference" can overtake us, do you know? ā
Zhang Huaiyuan put aside the Chinese piece in his hand, took off his reading glasses, and said solemnly: "Two things, first, please pay attention to your tone and wording; Second, you can give up on the show "Book My Life". ā
"What?!"
Zhang Chengxin bounced up: "You let me give up?" Are you kidding! I've got out of the way, and this time I have to win! ā
Zhang Huaiyuan said: "If you say it, you can do it, but if you can't do it, you can accept it calmly, which is not a kind of strength." ā
"I don't care! You have to be responsible for this, if you don't buy less ratings, can I be overtaken? ā
"Give me a little quiet!"
Zhang Huaiyuan glared at him, and his voice was fierce.
He stood up, walked to Zhang Chengxin's side, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You also know that the ratings are bought?" Deduct 1 point of ratings, how many people don't count? He can do this level of cultural programs, that's his ability, if you are not as good as others, just admit defeat to me honestly! ā
"Throw in the towel to him? No way! I still have a chance, you just have to buy 0.5 more ratings and I can win! ā
"What do you think the ratings are, cabbage? You can buy it if you say it! ā
Zhang Huaiyuan paused, sighed and said: "Zhang Chengxin, I have told you countless times that to be a person and do things, the pattern must be bigger." Losing once is nothing, knowing enough, and then being able to self-reflect, you can always win back in the future; What I'm afraid of is that if you lose, you don't know where you lost, if you can't even accept it calmly, don't think about winning him for the rest of your life! ā
Zhang Chengxin pouted, the old man seized the opportunity to preach, and his ears sounded calloused.
"Don't talk so much nonsense, you just say you can't help, right?"
Zhang Huaiyuan shook his head secretly, but he was helpless.
He knew that it was all up to him, and he didn't take the time to guide him well when he was a child, and it was too late to teach him when he grew up.
"That's it, how you like to do it, how to do it, your business, I won't care about it in the future."
Zhang Huaiyuan only felt tired, turned his back, and stopped talking.
"Okay, since you don't want to help, then I'll figure it out myself!"
Soon after the words fell, there was a loud bang on the door of the room.
Zhang Huaiyuan rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch, a quarter past 4 o'clock.
It's almost time to meet the young man.
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"Oh my God! Whose handsome son is this? ā
Seeing Shen Yize, who was in a suit and leather shoes, Wang Xiaodong was happy, looked up and down several times, and said with a smile: "You are wearing a long-legged Oba like South Korea." ā
"Really?"
Shen Yize lowered his head and glanced at it, he hadn't paid much attention to the length of his legs, but at this time, he saw that he was indeed long legs, especially compared with the chubby Senior Brother Wang, it was more intuitive.
"Handsome is very handsome, it'sā"
Wang Xiaodong changed his words and joked with a smile: "You didn't appear on the camera today, you know, right?" ā
"I know. I didn't deliberately dress like this for the sake of appearing on camera, I just didn't find the right clothes, so I wore one casually. ā
"It doesn't matter if it's deliberate or casual, as long as you remember that you're a male guest in the second season and can't appear on camera. Let's go, I'll take you to the video conference room. ā
As soon as he entered the conference room, Shen Yize was directly stunned.
There are too many of them! Roughly counted, there are at least twelve or thirteen, all female choreographers! Are the employees of Gangnantai so idle?
"Senior brother, it's just the first time, isn't this battle a bit too big?"
Shen Yize looked suspicious.
Wang Xiaodong laughed and said, "Like you, they came to see the female guests." It's been spread all over your desk, and everyone is curious! ā
Shen Yize covered his face.
Although it's not a bad thing for the staff of the program team to know, it's still strange and embarrassing to rush to join in the fun. It is said that the female editor and director of the TV station is the most gossipy group in the world.
Wang Xiaodong said: "You don't have to worry, don't look like there are many people, and three people will appear in the interview in a while." ā
"Which three?"
"I, you also know the other two volunteers - Cao Cao Cao is here, they are here!"
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As soon as the alarm clock rang, a tender white hand ruthlessly pinched it off.
Yang Jiu'an opened his eyes in a daze.
It was pitch black in front of me, my brain was blank, and I just felt a little uncomfortable sleeping position.
Strange, how can I sleep on my side? No, no, no, I'm going to lie flat.
Naturally, she leaned back, trying to turn 90 degrees.
When the temperature is 30 degrees Celsius, the heart is cold, the muscles of the whole body contract at the same time, and the signal of the stress response is transmitted from the nerves to the brain, and the body is awake instantly.
Something is wrong!
But it was too late.
"Ahh
"Bang!"
Fell under the bed.
I rolled around the quilt several times until I was blocked by the wall.
She stared at the ceiling for a moment.
This is not the first time she has fallen out of bed, but it is the first time she has fully experienced the whole process of falling from the bed, and the feeling of suddenly waking up in weightlessness is terrifying enough.
At 6 a.m., there are only two hours of offline interviews.
Sudden nervousness.
She rolled back to the foot of the bed in the opposite direction, finally breaking free from the cocooned quilt.
Sweep! Sweep!
The spring semester was a heavy task, requiring each group to work together to complete a temporary exhibition of their works, and the seminars were non-stop these days, and the submitted media criticism papers were sent back by the supervisor to be revised again and again...... I can't finish my business, and I don't have time to clean up my room.
It's a bit of a mess.
Fold quilts and clothes, organize all kinds of electronic equipment and photographic equipment, clean up the debris on the computer desk and dining table, collect socks and underwear into the dirty clothes basket, and suck and mop the floor......
"Whew-"
She carried the mop, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, looked at the neat and new home, and felt a sense of accomplishment.
When I looked at the time again, I immediately panicked.
"It's over, it's too late!"
After taking a shower in a hurry, I wrapped myself in a bath towel and ran into the bedroom, and I was really entangled in choosing clothes for a while.
She originally wanted to wear a knitted dress, which was simple, but she felt that it was too casual to wear it, and she looked small, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, which was not very good.
What should I do if I am undecided?
Choose cowboys!
You can't go wrong with a pair of jeans in any season, for any occasion.
I pulled out a pair of high-waisted jeans from my closet, thought about it, and pulled out a black one-neck shirt.
Change into clothes and stand in front of a full-length mirror to take a closer look.
"Hmm~ This girl dresses up a little, it's still very beautiful!"
The clothes were selected, the time was raced to put on light makeup, the video equipment was ready, and at 8 o'clock, the "Heartbeat Signal" program group sent a call invitation.
The moment the video was connected, she was shocked.
She knew two of the three interviewers!
She covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Is it Sister Nan and Sister Ting?" ā
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