The president runs away when he sees me

Liu Canran thought it was fun.

He went to the president's homepage to look again, and he deleted the video he just liked in seconds.

Under the last video, there are still many fans asking why the last one, which was well watched, suddenly disappeared?

Liu Canran tilted her head, and clicked a like on this video.

Within a few seconds, this video was also deleted by the president.

Liu Canran: "..."

Is his home page a mimosa?Liu Canran thought in her heart.

He didn't like it any more, and looked at the other party's homepage for a while, seeing that there was no movement, he put away his phone and went to sleep.

By the next day, Liu Canran had completely forgotten about it. It was not until the morning when he was playing with his mobile phone during the break between classes that he opened the social software where he posted the VLOG, only to find an update notification from the video publisher he was following, and click on it. At first glance, it was the president.

He added the two videos that were deleted yesterday, Liu Canran let out a laugh, and opened it to take a look.

Updated at 04:30 AM.

Liu Canran: "..."

He imagined how the president hid in the old castle, covered his mouth with his hands and shivered in a ball. When the camera turned, in the corridor outside the room, a tall figure in a black cloak was dragging a scythe slowly. Then, when the black shadow turned around, it was his own beautiful face.

Liu Canran: "..."

"Brother, why are you so dazed? Class is about to begin." The older brother sitting next to him elbowed him and said.

"Am I so scary?" Liu Canran asked without beginning or end.

"Yes," the eldest brother nodded pertinently, "If it wasn't for true brotherhood, no one would be willing to sit at the same table with you. It seems that my face is getting bigger and smaller."

-

Liu Canran came to the shooting location agreed with her manager with the torture of "Am I a devil?" in her heart.

Because it is just a very ordinary low-cost promotional photo, there is no studio, and it was taken in the main shop of the agreed dessert shop.

The store manager, a dozen or so young people who just graduated from college and started their own businesses, were very friendly when they met Liu Canran, because they were of the same age and could easily chat together.

The photographer was also well-groomed, and he looked good-tempered and talkative, so the shooting process was relatively smooth. Liu Canran took a group of photos almost without feeling any pears. Several partners stuffed a box of puffs and took them away.

-

In a shabu-shabu restaurant deep in an alley, the manager and the photographer are shabu-shabu with a gurgling hot pot between them.

"How about today's photos?" The manager took a sip of his wine, took a sip of his food, and chatted with the photographer about today's work.

The photographer took off his swollen glasses, wiped them in his hands, nodded and said, "Not bad."

Hearing this, the agent stopped his chopsticks, looked at the photographer's eyes that looked even more confused because of the loss of his glasses, and repeated with some doubts: "Not bad?"

"It's not bad." The photographer said frankly.

"You still want me to be like you, boasting the child you brought into a flower."

broker:"……"

"The two of us are in an old relationship. It's not that we don't need to be so famous. What can we say?" The photographer saw that the manager seemed not very interested, like an eggplant beaten by frost, so he made up for it.

"I think the filming was pretty good." The manager scratched his head and said rather troubled.

"It's pretty good," the photographer nodded, "but it's just pretty good. I don't think this kid is like you boasted. He looks like no other in the sky."

"Is this look common?" said the agent indignantly.

"If his face can be seen everywhere, wouldn't this world be Yangou's paradise?"

"He's good-looking. It's not an exaggeration to say that I've been doing photography for so long, so he can be ranked in the top three in my impression." The photographer agreed with the manager's words this time.

"But it's not all about face, you've been in the industry for so long, don't you understand the reason?"

"This big brother's deportment and character are also quite good." The manager argued.

"It's not bad," the photographer nodded and said, "The owner and the others are quite satisfied, but considering his face and figure, it would be a pity if he could only do this."

"Look at his photo." The photographer said, and handed the camera around his neck to the agent.

"A puff, it tastes like a state banquet, can it whet your appetite?"

-

It had been several days since the filming ended, and Liu Canran still hadn't received any contact from his manager, which made him quite surprised. After all, the big brother of the manager liked to contact him very much, and he would send it whenever he had anything to do. It's really a bit unusual to be able to be as quiet as a chicken for so many days for a holiday blessing or something.

Just when Liu Canran felt something unusual, the manager finally contacted him.

"I sent you the part-time job money, pay attention to check it." The manager's tone was still very enthusiastic.

"Thank you." Liu Canran thanked her.

"Are you satisfied with the store?"

broker:"……"

"Very good, very good!" the manager said repeatedly after a brief pause.

"If you have any questions, you might as well speak up." Liu Canran opened the skylight to speak frankly.

It has not been a day or two since he has practiced his ability to listen to the sound of the gongs and drums, and this little hesitation can still be heard.

He could let go of this point originally, but since he took part-time job fees, Liu Canran felt that he had to ask clearly whether it was his own reasons that made the employer feel unsatisfied.

"It's not a big problem, it's just..."

Now that he noticed it, the manager chose a softer wording and conveyed the problem pointed out by the photographer that day to Liu Canran.

Of course, this is only a small point. The manager could have been quiet, but he, like the photographer, felt that with Liu Canran's qualifications, he could do better, and he had higher expectations of him, so he decided to Frankly speaking.

"Ok, I see."

After listening to the manager's description, Liu Canran nodded, her tone was as calm as before, and there was no trace of frustration or annoyance.

"Is there any willingness to reshoot in the store? If everything can be coordinated, then there is no problem on my side." Liu Canran said.

"Hey? Can you?" The agent blurted out in surprise.

In his impression, this beautiful young man seems to be very Buddhist, and he is not very enthusiastic about modeling work. If he hadn't been shocked by the oolong incident last time, he might have I will not agree to this invitation, why now...

"Okay! No problem!" The manager came back to his senses and said, slapping his thigh quickly.

"I'll contact the time and place, and I'll greet you when I'm done!" After the manager finished speaking, he happily hung up the phone.

Liu Canran put down the phone, and saw a head hanging from her upper bunk, dangling beside him.

"Brother, are you done calling? Let's play a game?" The big brother who slept on his upper bunk invited Liu Canran to form a team.

"Not coming." Liu Canran shook her head and said.

Big brother: "???"

"Didn't you have a lot of energy a few days ago?" The big brother said with a black question mark on his head.

"It's full level, delete it." Liu Canran explained calmly.