Yan Cheng's attitude is visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't care either, and explained: "Oh, I should have accidentally pressed it." ”

is a very popular routine, and the lines are so old-fashioned that there is no novelty.

In the two years since his debut, Yan Cheng has encountered this situation many times, so much so that he now only listens to the first half of the sentence and makes his eyelids jump in stress.

But Zhong Jiuyin is different from those actresses who deliberately made the wrong call, he steadied his patience and said, "If it's okay, I'll hang up." ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Okay... Hey, wait a minute. ”

The man in the video frowned again.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't see it, she reflexively went to get another book on the bedside, held it up, and showed it to him like a live broadcast selling goods, and the few flowery characters of "Where to Escape from the Domineering School Grass" firmly occupied his sight.

"Do you still want your books?"

Yan Cheng: "...... No. ”

"Then it's mine." She twirled her fingers around the book, telling him about the morning.

"My company plans to take advantage of your momentum to ask for two more roles to support others, I pretended to be you and refused, if you have a chance to meet in the future, don't show your stuff."

Yan Cheng's thought of hanging up the phone paused: "Pretend to be me? ”

"That's right," she showed a little smug between her eyebrows, "WeChat double open~"

The movement made the book on his fingers unable to keep turning, and it fell under the bed with a "click".

She lay her phone flat on the bed and lay on the edge of the bed to retrieve a book.

The camera flickered, and there was only a white ceiling on the screen.

Yan Cheng's voice continued to ask, "Why refuse?" If you want to give them two more characters, I can do that too. ”

It wasn't meant to make her inch by inch, the voice was very cold, just stating a fact.

Her voice was crisp: "There's no need, it's not a dying orphan and a dying daughter." ”

Yan Cheng was silent.

Some of her descriptions are really jumpy, and there is a faint temperament that is cultured but not high.

The screen was still white, no one showed their eyes and stared sneaky, Yan Cheng moved casually, and picked up the steaming cup to drink water.

They didn't have much more to say, and the remaining three or five seconds of silence were enough to leave blank, and then two sips of water would be a logical way to hang up the unexpected video.

When Zhong Jiuyin picked up the book and looked at the phone again, he saw him drinking water with his eyelashes hanging slightly.

The water must still be hot, and the heat that permeated his deep eyebrows and eyes curled around him, and his thin lips were naturally crimson, and when they were soaked in water, they shone with moist water.

She propped up one leg, went up with her hand to support her cheeks, and looked at Yan Cheng intently.

He still drinks hot water in the summer, and he is not in good health?

Isn't being in good health fragile enough? Isn't fragile fragile just fragile? Isn't he beautiful and miserable?

Any man, plus the three words beauty, strength and misery, is like a halo full of attraction, and he can't feel his strength yet, but beauty and misery alone are enough to attract attention.

At that moment, she forcibly thought that Yan Cheng's brows must be frowning sadly.

"Are you alright?" She asked intimately.

Yan Cheng put down the cup and looked at the screen, wanting to ask, "Are you okay?" ”

Her expression was quite concerned, as if he was not drinking water just now, but swallowing three catties of Western medicine.

I don't know where her brain is jumping again.

However, in situations where you have to deal with people who are not quite normal, not asking questions is the best way to fast-forward.

"It's something." He said calmly.

Zhong Jiuyin understood his unfinished words with a clear heart.

"Okay, then you can get busy, goodbye."

Yan Cheng said "um" and waited for her to hang up.

Half a minute later, the two were still silently staring at each other on the screen.

Zhong Jiuyin leaned closer, and the color of his pupils could be seen clearly: "Goodbye." ”

Yan Cheng calmly pointed out: "The premise of goodbye is that you cut off this meeting first. ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Okay, cut off." ”

Another few seconds of wind passed by and no one spoke.

Yan Cheng: "...... Is your character today the first time you have come into contact with human society? ”

Zhong Jiuyin's face did not change: "No." But you have to understand, I just had a car accident and my brain is not very good. ”

Yan Cheng: "What kind of car accident can knock you back to before the popularity of mobile phones?" ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "Of course it was a very serious car accident. ”

… She really can take it.

Yan Cheng pressed his temples with his forehead, and then hung up by himself.

The interface of the mobile phone returned to normal, Zhong Jiuyin looked at it, and the call lasted nine minutes and thirty-six seconds.

There is only that green dialog box in the whole chat interface, and if you want to personify the avatars on both sides, it's like Xiaolu's wishful thinking chasing Xiaobai, but the other party is unmoved.

Like Yan Cheng, his expression was very calm, and the biggest expression fluctuation was also contributed to the moment of tearing clothes.

She shook her head to herself, shook the beautiful man who had been dotting water in her mind to the back of her head as usual, and picked up a certain bedside reading material again.

——

Two days passed.

Guo Mingli suddenly came to the door and brought a little assistant to recognize the way.

She also brought a bunch of skin care products very attentively, saying that it was for her to replenish her body after the car accident.

Zhong Jiuyin flipped through it casually, a bunch of blood-replenishing oral liquid.

"Brother Guo, did you forget to send it that day?"

After asking, she said to herself, "It should be." Fortunately, I am in good health, and I can carry it without eating these. If I had the heart to wait for you to send something to recover politely, then the grass on my grave would be two feet deep by now. ”

Guo Mingli: "......"

He rubbed his face and smiled: "Jiuyin, I'm busy helping the training teacher bring new people this month, so I'm a little distracted." Mr. Su talked to me about the things you have an opinion about, and I understand, but considering that you are now at the critical moment of taking the lead, you need to be stable, and there are no other useful agents in the company who can spare their hands, so we will run in again. ”

Zhong Jiuyin's eyes flashed.

Two days ago in the office, Mr. Su still had an attitude of "whoever stops the relationship between you and Yan Chengpan is heinous", and today it has become a run-in again.

Is Guo Mingli's mouth too good, or is someone else playing a role in promoting?

Other agents don't want to take her? No way, she has a great chance to come out now, and she is a sweetheart.

That's someone getting in the way.

She withdrew her hand and sighed at Guo Mingli.

"Brother Guo, to be honest, I'm really a little dissatisfied with your performance this month."

This starts with the same rhetoric that leaders say they reject employee appreciation.

Guo Mingli's expression was distorted for a second, and he couldn't hold back: "You say, where are you dissatisfied?" I also know how to change it. You also said before that artists and agents achieve each other, and we have to run in as soon as possible before you really become popular, so that we can take over the work in the future. ”

Zhong Jiuyin really began to count: "You often don't see people, every time you come, you persuade me to endure and persuade me to let go, and you are absent-minded when you talk to me, and you haven't received any good jobs for me." If I hadn't known you still had a conscience, I'd have suspected that you were planning to kick me out and find another home. ”

Guo Mingli's scalp tensed, and he heard her say quietly: "But with your ability to give me a decent job for two years, you should be the same as me, and you can't find a home for the time being." ”

Guo Mingli again: "......"

He deliberately couldn't get the job!

But while arguing with himself in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder: Is there a reason why that person delayed fulfilling his promise to transfer him?

Zhong Jiuyin paid attention to his reaction, and then said, "Brother Guo, you ...... Alas. ”

After a short pause, Guo Mingli expressed his determination sincerely: "Don't worry, I will rely on you for a promotion and salary increase now, and I will change these." ”

"That's good. When I get a good job and have money, I will definitely not forget Brother Guo's dedication, and you will have what other people's agents have. ”

Like being kicked.