Chapter 11 on the hot search

"Little North ......"

Looking at Zhao Xiaobei's back, the egret didn't have time to greet Chen Jian and the others, so he chased after him directly.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiaobei didn't have the heart to talk to Egret about it anymore, so he took a drop at the door of the film and television base and returned to Yunhai Villa.

Along the way, information maniac from Liu Kai and Egrets. The bombing has never stopped.

Zhao Xiaobei was too lazy to look at it, so he simply turned off his mobile phone.

When I got home, I didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and I fell asleep.

Anyway, I have already met Liu Kai today and said that he will ask for leave, even if he doesn't go to the company in the afternoon, he won't say anything.

And from Liu Kai's attitude today, it can be seen that Zhao Xiaobei's job is not only preserved, but also can be taken to a higher level.

For such a baby bump, the leader will definitely not pursue this small problem.

slept until more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon,

Zhao Xiaobei didn't wake up naturally from sleep, but was woken up by the sound of slamming the door.

The second time, and this is already the second time today!

Zhao Xiaobei was very angry, why is it so difficult to get a good night's sleep?

"Sick, right? What door is smashed by a doorbell, do you understand this harassment? Believe it or not......"

Opened the door suddenly, and Zhao Xiaobei scolded him.

"Uh......"

Standing at the door was a young man about 1.75 meters tall, delicate, slightly fat, and wearing black casual clothes.

His name is Wang Zhibai, and he is Zhao Xiaobei's brother who was on the bunk bed during college.

Because his family has some conditions, he started his own business and opened a café after graduating from college.

When Zhao Xiaobei finished venting, Wang Zhibai said helplessly: "Old Zhao, did you just wake up?" ”

As Zhao Xiaobei's brother, Wang Zhibai naturally understands that Zhao Xiaobei has a sense of getting up.

Who would have thought that someone would be able to sleep at 3 p.m.?

"Nonsense."

Zhao Xiaobei turned his head and walked into the house, "I rarely have a day off, you one after another, sincerely don't let me sleep, right?" ”

"Hey, I knew I was taking the blame for others."

Wang Zhibai sighed and put the things he was carrying on the table.

"Lao Wang, aren't you busy in the store?"

Zhao Xiaobei poured Wang Zhibai a cup of hot water, "Why do you have time to come to me?" ”

"Hi, speaking of this ......"

Wang Zhibai came back to his senses, and the baby fat face was full of excitement, "You are on the hot search, do you know?" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaobei looked confused.

What's on the hot search?

"You don't think you know?"

Wang Zhibai was happy, took out his mobile phone and tinkered with it for a while, and then handed it to Zhao Xiaobei.

Zhao Xiaobei took the phone and looked at it:

It turned out that I didn't know who it was, and I passed the tidbits of him playing the Japanese army Dazuo on the set of "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes" in the morning to Douyin.

Now this video has more than 1 million likes and more than 200,000 comments on the Internet.

In just a few hours, it jumped to the first place in the hot search of Douyin!

"Look at those comments."

Wang Zhibai reminded, "I feel more exciting than the video." ”

Zhao Xiaobei clicked on the comment when he heard this:

"My grandfather kicked in the door and asked me: Where is the little devil?"

"Others don't play Da Zuo, this Da Zuo doesn't look like acting!"

"The accent is so poisonous that I can't even speak properly."

"I suggest that this buddy's ancestors and grandchildren be strictly investigated for three generations, I suspect that he is the ancestral Dazuo......"

As far as these comments in the comment area are concerned, one by one is exciting.

I don't know, I think Zhao Xiaobei is a real widow!

"Hahaha, did you see it, said let me check your grandparents and grandchildren!"

Wang Zhibai laughed to tears, "I think your ancestors and grandchildren are all devils for three generations!" ”

Three generations of your family are devils!

Zhao Xiaobei glared at Wang Zhibai, feeling very speechless in his heart.

Isn't it in this drama that the 'Concord Words' was performed, as for such an exaggeration?

Besides, there are so many film and television dramas involving foreign characters, no one thought of using this kind of line expression?

"Lao Zhao, I will interview you on behalf of the vast number of people who eat melons."

Wang Zhibai looked at Zhao Xiaobei with a smile, "At this moment, what do you think?" Isn't it exciting, exciting? ”

"Am I excited?"

Zhao Xiaobei rolled his eyes, "These people are really boring!" ”

"Hahaha, I knew you were going to react this way."

Wang Zhibai picked up the teacup and took a sip, "What's the matter, are you planning to develop in the entertainment industry in the future?" Even the role was taken. ”

"Hey, don't mention that."

Zhao Xiaobei sat on the sofa, "It's time this morning......

told Wang Zhibai what happened this morning, and Zhao Xiaobei's whole body shrank into the sofa:

"You also know my character, I'm not interested in the entertainment industry, just be a little screenwriter, it's good to eat and lie down."

Not interested in the entertainment industry, you are still admitted to art school and specializes in acting?

Wang Zhibai couldn't help but complain in his heart, "You, if this kind of thing were put on someone else's stall, you must have been happy a long time ago......"

"Oh, no!"

Speaking of this, Wang Zhibai suddenly remembered something,

"Lao Zhao, you threw the egret directly there, and the phone refused to answer and turned off when you got home, aren't you afraid that the egret will turn back and clean you up?"

"No way, that's my character."

Zhao Xiaobei spread his hands, "Okay is good, no good is no good, let me be false and wrong, I can't do it!" ”

"Also, if your personality were more sleek, maybe you would also shine in the entertainment industry now."

Wang Zhibai rubbed his hands, "Forget it, forget it, let's talk about my business." ”

Zhao Xiaobei turned his head to look at Wang Zhibai.

"Tomorrow is the third anniversary of my café, so you have to come early in the morning and reserve a seat for you in advance."

Wang Zhibai took out a card from his bag, "A few college classmates who are better with the two of us will also come, so I just take this opportunity to get together." ”

"Three years, time flies so fast!"

Zhao Xiaobei took the card and looked at it, and nodded, "Okay, I'll be there tomorrow morning." ”

……

The next day, the sun was shining.

Zhao Xiaobei rarely didn't sleep lazy, washed up and cleaned up early.

From last night to this morning, Bailu completely ignored him, but Liu Kai and Lu Yang sent a few small messages.

Liu Kai is nothing more than telling Zhao Xiaobei that he was joking with her yesterday, and then informed him that the internship program has passed, and he will sign a formal employee contract next Monday.

Lu Yang briefly greeted Zhao Xiaobei here, and then made an appointment to meet and sign the relevant copyright authorization contract.

As for the sulking egret, Zhao Xiaobei doesn't plan to coax it now.

Who doesn't make trouble with each other?

It will be fine in a few days.

Picking up a blue-gray casual suit, Zhao Xiaobei drove to Wang Zhibai's café: tea and coffee.

The café is located in Xintiandi, the center of Shanghai, which is full of historical and cultural features of Shanghai and has a huge flow of people.

Parking the car in the parking lot outside the congenital land, Zhao Xiaobei walked towards the central area of Xintiandi.

Tea and coffee, the doorway has been laid out.

Red streamers hung down from the second floor, golden ears of wheat lined up a passage on either side of the gate, and waiters were handing out tea and coffee.

Walk straight into the café.

The hall was quiet, with about 20 tables, a row of bookshelves on the left, and a small stage of less than 10 square meters on the right.

There are pianos, guitars, and microphones on the small stage.

A beautiful young woman in a black dress, with black hair hanging down her shoulders, plays the piano with her hands dexterously.