After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

After updating twice a day, Chen Zhan leaned against the bed and unconsciously fell asleep, and opened his eyes again, and the sky was dimly lit.

Looking at the time, several hours had passed.

Turned on the bed, wrapped in a quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Thinking day by day, Chen Zhan saw Yin Ronglan in his dream.

The other party is a poor student in a white shirt for a while, and a president who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. In order to ensure that his identity is not seen through, he has done many ridiculous things.

Just as Chen Zhan was about to approach, Yin Ronglan transformed into a handsome white dragon.

A closer look revealed that it had no wings or horns, so it was just a white snake.

The snake's eyes were cold, but his gaze was gentle.

Chen Zhan stared at it for a while, couldn't hold back and walked forward, took advantage of this kindness, and took advantage of the white snake's unpreparedness.

Patiently coiling the tail of the snake into the shape of a lollipop, and was about to take a photo as a souvenir, a muffled sound suddenly came from the sky.

"broken!"

If you do evil things, you will be struck by lightning.

The cold invaded the mind, who ever wanted to open their eyes to another world.

The light from the window shone slightly on his face.

"It turned out to be a dream." Chen Zhan covered his eyes with his hands, and murmured that he turned his head away.

The phone was still vibrating, announcing its presence.

Reluctantly, Chen Zhan stretched out his arms under the warm quilt, and said with all his strength, "Hello."

Hearing his vague voice on the other end, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Chen Zhan looked at the screen, retreated to the main interface and found that there were several missed calls, from Yin Ronglan and Wang Cheng respectively.

Resisting the urge to yawn, she responded lightly: "I went to bed early yesterday."

Yin Ronglan's voice was always sober: "Where are you going today?"

"Kidnapped." Chen Zhan glanced out the window: "I can't go out for the time being."

"...Who kidnapped you?"

Chen Zhan said without hesitation, "Bed."

As she spoke, she rolled around in a circle, her eyes dull: "Bed, let me go, I'm going to work."

It was rare for Yin Ronglan to hear his frustrating words, and he said amusedly, "Would you like to have a meal together?"

Chen Zhan: "Let's go tonight." After a pause, he couldn't help but talk about his dream last night.

snake?

I still remember that Xiao Zhao seems to have mentioned that he is a snake.

Yin Ronglan turned on the computer and searched, and the word "snake spirit" popped up in the keyword group.

Snake essence, using beauty to attract men and absorb yang energy.

The corners of his lips curled up, so it turned out that this was what he looked like in the hearts of his subordinates.

When Xiao Zhao came in to deliver the documents, he happened to meet this seemingly gentle smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the computer screen that was still on, and felt that the time limit was approaching.

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Getting up is a one-stop action, and there is no delay for a second.

Chen Zhan went to the ground to wash up, and by the way, called Wang Cheng back.

The other party cut to the chase and asked about their relationship.

Chen Zhan wiped off the water on his face: "It's not in the contract that you can't fall in love."

Wang Cheng gave up on pursuing it to the end, and instructed: "Fashion Week has just passed, and it has been quiet recently. There are still promotional drafts that have not been released."

Chen Zhan put his hands on the sink, looked at himself in the mirror, and said something to pay attention.

After ten o'clock, I put down my half-eaten breakfast and sent a message to the editor, expressing that I wanted to open a vest alone to write a new article.

The previous personal style was too obvious, and rashly changing the style of writing may be criticized.As for the opening of the new vest, even if it fails, there is room for buffering.

The reason sounds very good. The editor said the things that need to be paid attention to, and Chen Zhan responded one by one.

The time in the morning was very tight, and after finishing the article, he deliberately chose to visit the supermarket during the noon time when there were not many people.

An hour passed, and I returned with a full load.

Chen Zhan started to decorate the room, and almost the last pot of fake flowers was placed, when there was a knock on the door.

The warm lighting and the prepared ingredients formed a perfect composition. Yin Ronglan leaned against the door and smiled, "Candlelight dinner?"

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked him to come in: "Extend your hand."

Yin Ronglan spread out his palms as he said.

In the next second, the metal texture came, and there was a mobile phone in the palm.

"live streaming?"

Chen Zhan shook his head: "I want you to help record, edit and upload."

At the end of the sentence, he added another sentence, don't take pictures of your face.

He always had a lot of ideas, Yin Ronglan didn't ask too much, stood aside to find a good angle, and said that he could start.

What Chen Zhan wants to do is fried chicken, which is convenient and simple, and it is easy to arouse people's appetite.

Marinated, deep-fried, the chicken drumsticks are rolled in the pan to become delicious, crispy and tender...

Some time ago, the small and successful cooking skills were fully demonstrated under the camera.

Yin Ronglan was supposed to be photographing his cooking steps, but his eyes glanced at Chen Zhan from time to time... The young man wearing an apron was extremely serious in every move, and his eyelashes were so long that it made people palpitate.

In a moment of distraction, he realized that the chicken legs had been placed on a plate. He retracted his reverie and slowly moved the camera closer to ensure a perfect close-up of the finished product.

Yin Ronglan pressed save to let him pass.

Chen Zhan looked it over and was quite satisfied, pointing to the plate: "Remuneration."

It is difficult to eat something too greasy at night.

Chen Zhan opened a bottle of wine and sat at the dining table. For some reason, Yin Ronglan gradually gained an appetite.

After raising their glasses, they each said two hypocritical toasts.

The timing of the fried chicken is just right, and the taste is quite delicious after one bite.

Yin Ronglan pays special attention to the drinking of wine during the usual dinners. Naturally, he doesn't need to be on guard against Chen Zhan.

The next day, with a splitting headache, the sound of footsteps came, Yin Ronglan raised his head, and handed a glass of honey water in front of him.

When I lowered my head, I noticed that I didn't know when I changed my clothes, and there were traces of toothpaste on the neckline, and my face was slightly red: "Last night..."

Chen Zhan: "You drink very well, wash up obediently and then lie down on the sofa and sleep."

Seeing that his complexion was wrong, Chen Zhan laughed: "What are you regretting?"

Yin Ronglan pondered for a moment, the habit of drinking good wine needs to be changed.

Chen Zhan woke up very early, gnawed on dry bread to edit the video, doubled the speed and selected the sound quality, and started to do commentary and dubbing again.

Yin Ronglan looked away, and when he saw that it was the weekend on the calendar, he breathed a sigh of relief...it would not be good for the boss to take the lead and be late.

Video editing is exhausting, and he tries not to make too much noise while washing.

After spending half the morning, Chen Zhan successfully uploaded the video, and did not forget to contact the Internet celebrities who had cooperated before, asking them to help follow the account.

Under the subtle publicity of Internet celebrities, the food video successfully gained the first fans.

Yin Ronglan found that the other party didn't use their own traffic to promote, so they had a premonition that things were not simple.

For the next month, he came to work as a part-time photographer after get off work.

The fans of food bloggers with a bit of ability grew rapidly, because Chen Zhan entrusted some connections in private to let famous people help follow and recommend, and after coming and going, the number of fans quickly broke the million mark.

During this period, the contact between the two increased day by day.

On this day, the afterglow of the sun left a red light on the horizon.

After filming the video early, Yin Ronglan put on his coat and prepared to leave.

Chen Zhan suddenly said, "Let's go for a walk together?"

Yin Ronglan looked at him, nodded with a smile.

The weather was very cold, and most people hurried to their destinations with their heads down, and there were very few people who were as leisurely as they were.

Chen Zhan bought a string of candied haws, took a bite and thought it tasted good before handing it over: "Do you want to try it?"

Yin Ronglan took it, and suddenly frowned, looking in a sideways direction.

Almost as soon as his sharp eyes swept over, a gray figure hurriedly ran away.

Chen Zhan looked over: "Passers-by secretly took pictures?"

Yin Ronglan: "The gossip reporter is more likely."

Fans don't want to run away, most likely because Yu Ji is afraid that the negatives will be snatched away.

Chen Zhan put it bluntly: "I'm afraid there are still others."

After all, if you can take pictures of grabbing negatives, it can be considered a good topic.

This episode did not affect his mood, and he continued to walk, and Chen Zhan was occasionally attracted by the food on the street.

Yin Ronglan stared at his frozen red fingers and frowned: "Put it in your pocket to keep it warm."

Chen Zhan patted the side of the clothes, and there was a stabbing sound inside: "There is no room."

Stopping, Yin Ronglan reached into his pocket with permission, and found a small notebook with pen and paper. The small pocket was like a pencil case.

"Why are there two notebooks?"

Chen Zhan: "One writes lyrics, and the other memorizes material."

Yin Ronglan was startled: "Lyrics?"

Chen Zhan: "Wang Cheng has negotiated with a singer in the company, let me be responsible for the lyrics of one of the songs in the new album."

Yin Ronglan frowned: "I didn't see the relevant publicity."

Chen Zhan: "This one is also going to use a stage name."

Too many wrong things piled up together, Yin Ronglan sighed, and finally asked him for the first time what he was planning.

Chen Zhan responded frankly: "Increase commercial value."

Generously opened the tailor-made script for him to look at——

During the day, he is an ordinary writer, and at night, he is a millionaire food blogger.

No one knows that behind these two identities, he is still a genius lyricist and the creator of the script "Change"!

Yin Ronglan raised his eyebrows: ""Change"?"

Chen Zhan: "I'm still creating."

Yin Ronglan's eyes were complicated, and he continued to read:

Framed, betrayed, slandered by rumors... He was reborn in Nirvana, and the king returned!

One day, his veil was lifted by the world, and everyone was surprised to find that they... were all him!

Wait patiently for others to read, and Chen Zhan consults.

Yin Ronglan's thoughts hidden under his calm appearance are only known to him, and frankly speaking...it's the first time he's seen him making himself crazy like this.

Chen Zhan closed the notebook calmly: "Isn't it attractive that a real person counterattacks and loses the horse?"

Unable to find a suitable language for evaluation, Yin Ronglan only said: "If you add the lifeblood of global economic development, it will be more perfect."

Chen Zhan: "This is more in line with your personality."

The four eyes met, and they both turned their heads and chuckled at the same time.

After a while, Yin Ronglan coughed in a low voice: "Do you really want to follow this routine?"

Chen Zhan resumed his serious look: "Find a hot topic for the future in advance, in case of emergencies."

With the development of the Internet, there are a lot of new things, and it is only a moment to be out of date.

Planning for a rainy day is the long-term solution.

Yin Ronglan: "If you had been in business a few years earlier, maybe today I would have an extra headache."

Chen Zhan glanced at him: "A deadly enemy falling in love with me is also a hot topic right now."

Passing by a store, he saw two elderly people playing chess inside, so Chen Zhan took a picture of it and posted it on Weibo without any text.

Comments from netizens came quickly:

"Bai Xue, hot tea, small shop, so cozy!"

"Brother is very good at taking pictures."

"Why does it always feel like implying that he is playing a big game of chess?"

"Upstairs, please have more sunshine in your heart."

"That's right, just posting a picture, why so many dramas?"

The author has something to say: Later netizens: Wrong, he really plays a lot!