Qianzhou

Ye Congzhou was transferred back to Huaxing by He Zhiqiu. It is now the end of the year, and the year-end ceremonies of major media are about to begin. There are a lot of cumbersome things about the schedule of big-name artists, which events they can go to to show their faces on the [-]th line, the schedule of artists who cannot attend at the same time, etc. Things were waiting to be done, and He Zhiqiu was busy discussing next year's resources for the artists under his banner, so he handed over all these chores to Ye Congzhou. In order to show punishment, he didn't even give him a helper.

So Ye Congzhou had to report to the company most of the time, and when he was free, he went to the trainee's floor to find Yi Ran.

Originally, according to the usual practice, Yi Ran could try to release the first EP after half a year of training, but Li Zaiye felt that Yi Ran's potential was not yet ready for market testing, so if he rushed to release it, he might fail.So he was asked to continue training and consider debuting next year.

Ye Congzhou knows where the problem lies. Although Yi Ran is talented, this line of work is afraid of being compared to others. There are many people who are more favored by God than Yi Ran. At the beginning, he just made up for Yi Ran's shortcomings, and the two made their debut together , to realize the effect that one plus one is greater than two.But this time Ye Congzhou will not be an artist no matter what, he can only help Yi Ran in other ways.

Yi Ran has dance class in the morning, and professional vocal training with the teacher in the afternoon. There are many classes scheduled, and only in the evening can she have time to sit down and write songs.

Ye Congzhou found that Yi Ran didn't remember his instructions at all, and threw away all kinds of manuscripts after writing, and the finished products were only stored in the computer, saying that it was so troublesome.

Ye Congzhou was helpless. At this time, Yi Ran hadn't experienced the "ghostwriting" incident that left him devastated, and he didn't realize the importance of preserving manuscripts at all.Even if he reminded him every day, he would not pay attention to it.Besides, paper is something that can be lost or damaged if you are not careful. How can it be foolproof?

Ye Congzhou looked at the manuscript that Yi Ran casually threw aside, tapped his fingers on the phone screen, and suddenly thought of a way.He took several photos of the manuscript, and then started to register for a small Weibo account.

Yi Ran: "What are you doing?"

Ye Congzhou: "I'm your fan, I will take a photo for you to save the songs you write in the future."

Yi Ran gets along with Ye Congzhou these days, and has received a lot of professional advice from him. He doesn't believe that Ye Congzhou, who has a lot of skills, regards himself as an idol, but Ye Congzhou's heartfelt help to him can't be fake. A horrifying thought will arise: Ye Congzhou won't fall in love with himself, will he?

But every time this idea pops up, Yi Ran gets goosebumps all over his body. Leaving aside that he is a straight man, Ye Congzhou looks handsome and dazzling. Although he is not bad, he is like a handyman compared to him. Own?

But who in the world treats himself particularly well for no reason?

Yi Ran endured it for a long time, and finally asked tentatively: "Congzhou, why are you so concerned about my affairs?"

Ye Congzhou was still pressing his phone, and replied casually: "Because you are my best friend."

Yi Ran: "..."

Ye Congzhou looked up and saw Yi Ran's expression, and realized that what he said was very abrupt at the moment, and he was always rushing like this, it's strange that Yi Ran didn't think too much.Ye Congzhou thought for a while and said: "I used to have a very good friend, the kind of life-and-death acquaintance. But he passed away. When I saw you, I felt that you were very similar to him, so I wanted to treat you as a friend. You Would you mind?"

Yi Ran was relieved now, and smiled quickly: "Of course I don't mind. It's a pleasure to be friends with you."

Ye Congzhou registered on Weibo, and the password is Yi Ran's name and birthday.Upload the photo and post the first Weibo that only you can see.

He wants to record every song Yi Ran has written in this form. Every Weibo has a time point, and the manuscript has Yi Ran's habitual signature. If Yi Ran is framed again in the future, then this is the last Concise and powerful evidence.

Ye Congzhou: "I know you don't like to keep manuscripts, so can you please take a photo and send it to me every time you finish writing? I'll keep it for you."

Yi Ran hesitated.

Ye Congzhou: "If you agree, I will agree to write a song with you tomorrow."

Yi Ran nodded immediately: "Deal!"

After being busy for half a month, all the arrangements for the year-end activities of the company's artists have been finalized, leaving only He Yan.He Yan didn't have a manager to deal with, and He Zhiqiu was so busy that he didn't see anyone for a few days. Invitations to various events filled Ye Congzhou's desk.

The year-end media celebration is a good opportunity for a newcomer like He Yan, who only took the plunge this year, to show his face, and it is also an occasion to hook up with seniors.But if Ye Congzhou was He Yan's manager, he wouldn't be allowed to rush to the show.A celebration would take at least two days back and forth. He Yan's current status could neither dominate the ceremony nor occupy the headlines. In order to show his face a few times, he frequently asked for leave from the crew. How would the crew think of him?It is too short-sighted to forget your main business when you first show your talents.

However, although Ye Congzhou had a choice in his heart, he didn't want to think about He Yan's career, so he left the choice to He Zhiqiu.

He Zhiqiu read the long list of festival names and various procedures organized by Ye Congzhou on the computer, and finally said to him on the phone: "You don't have to go to the other ones, but you have to go to the annual memory festival of the China Film Critics Association. You can contact Xiao Wang, After coordinating with He Yan's schedule, we will go there together."

The Film Critics Association Ceremony is different from other media ceremonies. It is a professional commendation event for the film industry. Every year, the annual memory selected by the Association at the end of the year is a strong contender for the highest award for Chinese-language films in the coming year. The hit rate in the past five or six years has reached 90.00 %, so the degree of professional recognition of actors or films that can be nominated by the association is no less than that of real film awards.

Although Chen Jing's "People Come and Go" cannot be classified as a movie, it was also shortlisted for the top ten works of the year due to its quality not inferior to the movie and the attention of the whole people in recent months. strength.Along with He Yan, there are five other people shortlisted for the New Force of the Year, all of whom are new movie stars who have performed brilliantly this year.He Zhiqiu said on the phone just now that He Yan's "People Come and Go" strictly speaking does not meet the application requirements for the best newcomer of the Golden Cup Awards next year, and there is no hope of being nominated.The annual memory of the Film Critics Association is not as strict as the professional awards. The other five people shortlisted with He Yan this time are lower than He Yan in terms of the influence of their works and their own popularity. Recently, Lin Mu has been in the news. The current He Yan also needs the recognition of such a professional filmmaker to draw a clear line with the idol niche Lin Mu.

He Zhiqiu has a bottom line in cultivating artists, that is, he will not let Huaxing sell any professional awards in public relations.This is not only to eliminate Huaxing, but also to train artists.Although He Yan had great hopes this time, He Zhiqiu didn't send someone to inquire about whether he could get it in the end.According to general practice, attendance is definitely safer than non-attendance.

Xiao Wang is He Yan's current assistant. He Yan didn't answer the phone during filming. After Ye Congzhou finished talking to him, Xiao Wang only asked He Yan to call him back in the evening after He Yan finished work.

He Yan has not yet offered a brand to sponsor dresses, and Ye Congzhou ran to find someone to contact for sponsorship. It was already evening after the brand was finalized. When he came out of the brand's PR office, there were scattered snowflakes in the air, and Ye Congzhou took a shortcut to go home.Passing through the lanes between several residential areas, when I looked up, I saw the old building of the postal family courtyard.

Ye Congzhou in his previous life lived here for a year or two when he first came to Fengcheng.In a few years, this place will be demolished.Before he knew it, Ye Congzhou had already walked under the apartment building where he lived in that year.He looked up and saw a row of flower pots on the balcony on the third floor, with only scattered dead branches sticking out.Ye Congzhou likes to grow flowers and plants. When he moved in, the landlord gave him more than a dozen flower pots. After a few months, the balcony was covered with various flowers.Seeing that Ye Congzhou liked it, He Yan gave Ye Congzhou a pot of the branch of Chunlan that his father had spent hundreds of thousands to buy back.When Chunlan was in bloom, He Yan was working. Ye Congzhou called and told him to go and watch. He Yan walked downstairs and saw Ye Congzhou cleaning the flower pots on the balcony. Then it was exposed, which made He Yan's heart itch.He held up his mobile phone and took a picture of the balcony and then posted it on Weibo with the caption: So beautiful.

Later, Ye Congzhou found out and asked him to delete Weibo with a red face.

He Yan is playing a rogue: I said Chunlan blooms so beautifully, what do you think I'm talking about?

Ye Congzhou flipped through the comments, and sure enough, the onlookers were praising the beauty of the flowers, but no one noticed the tip of Ye Congzhou's nose exposed under the shadow of the petals in the lower left corner.

At that time, He Yan was not as famous as he is now. He could go in and out of the family home freely. No one knew him. After going there for three months, the phone couldn't solve the pain of lovesickness, so I pressed Ye Congzhou on the bed on the day I came back, and the two were officially together.It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, He Yan quickly became popular after the movie was released, and he could no longer come to Ye Congzhou's house ostentatiously.

Ye Congzhou stood downstairs, and his memories made him forget to keep going, until an old lady carrying a vegetable basket came to him and asked him in the local dialect: "Young man, do you want to rent a house? My house is renting out."

Ye Congzhou looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, and said with a light smile, "No rent."

The old lady also laughed: "I saw a layer of snow on your body standing here, I thought you were looking at the house."

Only then did Ye Congzhou realize that the snow had fallen heavily. He shook off the snowflakes on his head and waved to the old lady: "I'm just passing by to have a look, so I'm leaving now. It's cold, the old man pays attention to his body."

"Okay." The old lady walked slowly into the corridor.Ye Congzhou watched her disappear, turned around and continued walking.

This old lady was his previous landlord, a very kind old man who lived next door to the rental house with his wife.During festivals, Ye Congzhou will always be given homemade food.

The postal family courtyard has been built for a long time, and most of the surrounding shops are family businesses of several generations.Ye Congzhou was hungry, so he wanted to have some dinner nearby.He still remembered that there was a small noodle shop in the alley in the southwest corner of the family courtyard, which would cook a soup base with an ancestral recipe, which was delicious and special. Before the demolition, Ye Congzhou would come here to eat with He Yan every now and then.

Ye Congzhou hadn't been there for a long time, and Ye Congzhou couldn't remember the exact address of the store. He reckoned walking into an alley, and when he saw a row of bamboo poles placed against the wall at the corner, he knew he had found the right place.The boss was still the paunchy look in Ye Congzhou's memory, and greeted him with a smile when he saw the guests coming in through the door in the wind and snow.

Ye Congzhou walked out of the small shop after eating the noodles. He was faced with flakes of goose feather and heavy snow, and the cold wind was pouring down his neck. He tightened his coat and walked out quickly.There was no one else in the alley except Ye Congzhou, and Ye Congzhou was startled when the cell phone rang suddenly.He took out his mobile phone, and the caller ID was He Yan.

When Ye Congzhou answered, the wind was whistling, and he could hardly hear the voice on the other side.

Ye Congzhou looked up and looked ahead, trotted a few steps into the gap behind the row of bamboo poles, which blocked the wind and snow and circled a small quiet place.

He Yan heard the movement on the other side, and asked, "Why don't you stay indoors when the snow is so heavy?"

"Just got off work, ready to go back." Ye Congzhou wanted to finish the matter quickly, and quickly said: "Did Xiao Wang tell you the time and address of the grand ceremony? Are you going back to the company to do the styling the day after tomorrow or go directly to the backstage of the grand ceremony? I'll go." Coordinating makeup artists."

He Yan: "I'm not going."

"what?"

He Yan flipped through the script in his hand, "The day after tomorrow happens to be my last two scenes, and the crew has already coordinated it. If I ask for leave, it will delay a lot of people's time. So I won't go to this ceremony."

"But..." Ye Congzhou wanted to say that He Zhiqiu asked you to go, and wanted to say that I had already contacted the clothing sponsor, but when he heard He Yan's firm tone, he swallowed all the words.

If he were himself, Ye Congzhou would make the same choice as He Yan.At least at this time, He Yan knew exactly what he wanted, so he would choose the path he should take.

Ye Congzhou: "Alright then."

"Fourth Uncle, I'll tell him later." He Yan paused after speaking, and then asked, "Did Lin Mu trouble you?"

Ye Congzhou: "No."

"I've been thinking these days, if it wasn't because of me that your father had an accident, you might not have entered this circle, and you wouldn't have these troubles." He Yan put down the script, walked to the window to watch the snow fluttering outside , "Cong Zhou, I—"

"I'll hang up first if it's nothing." Ye Congzhou interrupted He Yan without waiting for him to finish speaking, and hung up the phone quickly.

Snowflakes rustled outside the bamboo pole, Ye Congzhou leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.It was under this row of bamboo poles that He Yan said exactly the same words to him as he had said on the phone just now, word for word.

It was also winter at that time, and He Yan could no longer appear unscrupulously near the family courtyard after his popularity increased greatly. One day, both of them were greedy for the noodles here, so they came to eat wrapped in scarves and wearing sunglasses.As soon as he got out of the corridor, He Yan was recognized by several people. When those people called out, the people next to him also recognized He Yan. In desperation, He Yan took Ye Congzhou and ran out of the community. He ran into the alley and hid with Ye Congzhou. Under this row of bamboo poles, the two breathed a sigh of relief when they saw those people running over.Eyes paired, and they laughed at the same time.

Why is the first reaction to run away?It's not difficult to say hello to people honestly.But the two of them have a guilty conscience, as if as long as they admit themselves to outsiders, they will make their relationship public.

He Yan hugged Ye Congzhou to block the cold wind blowing in from the side, watched him say that sentence, then lowered his head and kissed him.

Snowflakes fell from the gap between the bamboo poles and melted where the hot and humid lips of the two met.

Ye Congzhou suddenly couldn't tell which time and space he was in, he stretched out his finger to touch his lips lightly, his eyes were extremely sore.

The sentence he interrupted He Yan was the three words that made him willing to give everything for it - I love you.

During the phone call just now, his first reaction was to stop He Yan from speaking. At this moment, he came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing wryly.How could the current He Yan say these three words?Under his deliberate changes, the intersections between them are so rare that they can't be less, let alone lovers, they are not even friends.