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"Finally found you." The girl was overjoyed in an instant, but there was an obvious hint of depression in her joy, and the tentativeness in her tone remained undiminished, and she continued: "My father and I know about your situation for the past six months..."

At this point, she paused, and then continued: "To you, I'm sorry, but—"

Yan Gai listened quietly to what the other party was saying, without interrupting or making any statement.

After a turning point, the point finally came. The girl seemed to muster up her courage with great difficulty, and said: "Our family is very grateful to you, and my father also said that if you need him, he is happy to help you. Although he is now Abroad, but in this domestic circle, there is still a certain influence, I also hope that you will not have a psychological burden and can accept my return."

Judging by the other party's appearance, he has already walked out.

Yan Gai lowered his eyes slightly, feeling that the room was dark, and there was a lingering shadow cast on the ground.

"Thank you." Yan Gai pondered for a moment before speaking.

His expression remained the same, almost no ripples or emotions could be seen, it was as pale as a covered white paper.

"But it's not necessary."

As soon as the girl had a little expectation, Yan Gai snuffed it out in an instant.

Yan Gai stared straight ahead, he lived on a high floor, and he could see the bustling scene from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"This is my own business, and it was my own choice at the beginning."

It has nothing to do with others and does not require returns and compensation.

The girl was stunned, she hesitated to speak, she seemed to want to persuade him again, but she couldn't say anything.

Yan Gai could sense her embarrassment.

"Thank you." Yan Gai repeated again: "But it's really unnecessary. I wish you and your family all the best and happiness in the future. I still have some things to do, so I'll hang up first."

After Yan Gai finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

The mobile phone was thrown aside, Yan Gai just sat on the sofa with his body upright.

It was getting darker, although it was only dusk outside.Half of his body was soaked in gray and black, and there was no one else in the room, except silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Gai stood up suddenly, went into the study, and began to practice calligraphy.

Their family used to be very particular. When Yan Gai caught a brush during the Hundred Days Ceremony, he was brought by his grandfather to learn calligraphy since he was a child.

The elders of the scholarly family, although they dote on their grandsons, are strict and strict, and Yan Gai is ordered to practice frequently and write every day.

After Grandpa left, many things changed again and again, but it was this habit... Yan Gai still tried his best to keep it, even if he went out to film, he would use other pens to write on paper.

The fragrance of ink immediately filled the room, Yan Gai stretched out his hand and spread out the rice paper.

When his grandfather was still alive, he often said that only by practicing calligraphy can exercise one's character and calm one's mind.

In such a situation, everything in the mind gushes out like flowing water, as if only the clear stream, the sky and the water are left, which is indeed very calming.

I don't know how many times the message reminder sound from the mobile phone outside, was automatically ignored by Yan Gai, only the sound of paper and pen rubbing, and the strong fragrance to the tip of the nose.

After staying in the study for about half an hour, Yan Gai came out.

And the ink on the rice paper on the table is not dry yet, spread flat.

The handwriting is strong and thin without losing flesh. Although the structure is sparse, it has a charm.

And it took him half an hour to write on the paper, but there were only ten words.

Life is like an adversity, and I am also a pedestrian.

This time, Yan Gai heard the patter of rain outside the window.

After practicing calligraphy and meditating, Yan Gai went to take a bath first, then poured himself a cup of hot water, and went to the balcony.

The balcony is separated from the outside by a layer of glass. When the rain hits it, you can see the bright water marks on the glass and hear the shallow sound of rain.

Yan Gai half leaned on the comfortable soft seat, in front of him was a row of flower stands, all of which were filled with succulents.

All kinds, Yulu, Peach Egg, Nvchu, Peach Beauty...

From left to right, from top to bottom, there are big and small, there are many, there are many, and the whole large flower stand is filled, almost occupying the balcony.

Half of the country.

Yan Gai found it pleasing to the eye, watched and even hummed an unknown song, mixed with the sound of the rain, he himself thought it was quite pleasant.

A moment later, as if he suddenly discovered something, he got up and picked up the pot of rabbit ears that he had taken care of recently from the flower stand.

Well... a large black spot has appeared underneath, and the leaves don't seem to have any moisture at all, it seems... dead again.

Yan Gai is used to this, but he still feels distressed.He took out the pot of rabbit ears and put it on the flower stand on the other side, and decided to observe it for a few more days before considering whether to throw it away.

After taking a break, he finished drinking the cup of hot water and humming the unknown song from Yan Gai's mouth, then he reached for the phone.

In fact, it was only seven or eight minutes, but he felt that the whole person was much more relaxed.

There was no missed call, it was a text message, Yan Gai was taken aback when he saw the content.

Text message content: Hello, I am Tian Su from Beimo Company.May I ask if you are Mr. Yan Gai himself, if yes, please call this number to contact Mr. Duan Bei.

Yan Gai glanced at the string of phone numbers, then stood up and took out a business card from the drawer.

It was indeed Duan Bei's number.

Not knowing why the other party took the initiative to contact him, Yan Gai had already dialed back the phone.

The phone was connected quickly, and a pleasant male voice came: "Hi, I'm Duan Bei."

"I'm Yan Gai." After declaring his family name, he said, "I have received a message and will contact you."

"Yes." Duan Bei admitted this, and the voice came from the other end of the phone: "First of all, congratulations, you won the role in "Unintentionally Become a Immortal"."

"Thank you." Yan Gai turned back politely, probably understanding what the other party wanted to say.

Sure enough, Duan Bei didn't hide it this time, and said straight to the point: "Based on the previous things, Beimo hopes to cooperate with you, Mr. Yan, and I want to ask your opinion in person."

Yan Gai pondered for a while, and then replied: ""Unintentionally Become a Immortal" has not been broadcast yet."

He was concise and pointed out what he was going to say directly.

"Unintentionally Become a Immortal" just started filming. Before it was broadcast, no one knew what the final effect of the show would be, whether it was good or bad.No capable person can estimate its commercial value at this time.

Before contacting him, Yan Gai didn't believe that Duan Bei didn't think about these things. Although he needs a good agency now, he also wanted a reason.

"I understand." Duan Bei smiled, obviously willing to give him an answer: "When signing an artist, one should really first look at his commercial value and development prospects. But you are an exception."

"I didn't expect an artist to be able to win a good role and even get several hot searches even though he was being suppressed by Seven Ways madly. This is enough to prove your comprehensive ability."

Duan Bei said bluntly: "Or, I think you are an excellent person in all aspects, so I want to cooperate with you."

Yan Gai remembered those two hot searches.

It's true that the protagonist of the hot search is him, but the person behind it really has nothing to do with him.

He said frankly: "Those two hot searches have nothing to do with me."

"I know."

The other party answered unexpectedly, Duan Bei tapped his fingers on the desk slowly, his tone was relaxed, but the content was secretive: "I even know who sent it to you."

Then he sighed again, as if teasing: "Oh, indeed, outstanding people are attractive, they are popular everywhere, and they are admired by others."

Yan Gai: ...

Before he answered, Duan Bei spoke again.

"Want to know who it is?" Duan Bei asked.

Yan Gai nodded: "En."

"Simple." Duan Bei chuckled again:

"Sign it with me, Mr. Yan, and I'll tell you after it's signed."

The author has something to say: GAYGAY: Do you remember how you rejected me back then?

Duan Bei: Don’t listen, don’t talk, don’t look~ la la la la ~ la la la la

Thank you Lei from "Chuan Jin" ~ Thank you for your support!meme meme chirp~~