fatal attraction

Ying Zhao hasn't had any activities for more than half a year. If "Moon River" hadn't been in theaters, he felt that as an artist, he might not really want to work.

In fact, he has always received movie invitations and TV drama invitations.

After all, Ying Zhao was the one who made the most public announcements in the circle. After the airport pick-up accident, she washed up a lot of fans, and the rest were almost all diehards.Gu Zhengchuan thought about wanting the other party to participate in a few programs with higher exposure, but finally discussed it with Ying Zhao and decided to forget it.

There are several types of brokers, and there are many packaging brokers in Ying Zhao's team, and the discussions were intense during meetings.But because Ying Zhao is not a very controllable object, in the end it still depends on one's own wishes.

The box office ratio of small-budget films has exceeded expectations, and the critics are overwhelming, saying good and bad.

Ying Zhao occasionally read a few articles, but did not express anything special.

Seeing her sitting there silently, Gu Zhengchuan simply asked, "Since we can't book an interview, and you're not interested in variety shows, why don't you at least read some good books?"

He vaguely knew something was wrong with Ying Zhao after the screening, but half a month had passed, and his condition had returned.

"Is there any comedy?"

Ying Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Gu Zhengchuan.

Gu Zhengchuan lowered his head and looked at the script at hand. It was basically a movie. He said that the tone was cheerful, but it was not so cheerful in the end. If it was a pure comedy, that kind of nonsense, there were TV dramas.

He pushed the notebook over, and while Ying Zhao was flipping through it, he added, "How about this, there is a travel variety show recently, you can try it, and rejuvenate."

After all, your emotional experience has been paid attention to by too many people, and some things that need to be explained are difficult to express at a press conference, so why not try it on such a program.

As a public figure, many private matters are actually not private.

Since there are still many questions emerging on the platform, which still correspond to Zhao's concerns, Gu Zhengchuan still feels that this method is more feasible.

Ying Zhao's demeanor is a little different now.

It used to be said that she was so gentle that there was no distance, but now it seemed as if there was a layer of separation around her. She was still gentle, but the gentleness was not very warm.

In addition, I have lost a lot of weight. Although I haven't reached the point where my bones are broken, I feel a little floating when I sit there.

In the past, it was good-looking and attractive to the public, but now it is a little fairy, which is strange.

What is broken...

Ying Zhao knew that the variety show that Gu Zhengchuan was talking about received a good response in the first season, because there were famous young couples in the circle, so that it became a large-scale variety show selling dog food, but because the script was good, the countries he went to were also very popular. Interesting, and the ratings are still quite high.

She thought about it and hummed.

"A question about the schedule..."

Gu Zhengchuan hummed, "You finish those few episodes of the play first, and I'll contact the program team."

Ying Zhao also has two drama performances in this city, because the teachers participating in the drama performances are all experienced artists, Ying Zhao's performance is not so outstanding, but people who have watched the performances say they can feel the other party's state very good.

Gu Zhengchuan was about to ask Ying Zhao if he would like to have a meal together at noon, when the door of the conference room was opened, and he shut up.

I feel that I am too redundant and my brain is not very bright.

Kong Yitang stood inside the door, staring at the group of people in their meeting for a while, and the other young people fell silent for a moment.Seeing her, Ying Zhao smiled, closed the script, and said to Gu Zhengchuan, "Then I'll go first, and you can talk to me when you have arrangements."

Gu Zhengchuan: "You go quickly."

Ying Zhao walked towards Kong Yitang, and waited for the two of them to leave before the meeting room returned to its previous state.

Jiang Doudou hadn't had a serious work meeting for a long time, and she was caught by Mr. Tang's gaze just now, and her scalp felt numb. She followed Kong Yitang to the media in the incident of fans hurting people at the airport, and felt the pressure of her immediate superior. After more than half a year, I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

She yelled at Xiaoyang: "Don't you think that Sister Ying seemed much lighter when she saw President Tang?"

Xiaoyang also looked at the recent schedule and hummed perfunctorily.

Jiang Doudou leaned over to take a look, and wowed, "There's such a place over there, you're going to be tired from playing, aren't you?"

Xiao Yang flipped the page, "Boss Tang knows that Sister Ying will be away for so long, will she agree?"

Jiang Doudou: "What's the matter, it's pretty fast to come back by plane."

"But this one is about packing up before departure. President Tang lives with Sister Ying, isn't that..."

Jiang Doudou was the first to get excited, "That's fun, Mr. Tang has a lot of little fans, and it feels like there are girls squatting around every day downstairs in our company."

"Aren't those little boys squatting all over the group?"

"Who said that last time I took Brother Hao's car in the basement, and it happened to be at the same point as Mr. Tang. Isn't it slow to go out? Oh, those little girls are Mr. Tang. Those who don't know think that Mr. Tang is Mrs. Tang. What about big stars..."

Xiaoyang: "...their taste is really weird."

Jiang Doudou giggled a few times, "Mr. Tang's face is so pretty, she's not inferior to those idols at all. If she doesn't run a company, but an artist, maybe such a temper is so cute?"

"Come on, I don't think she can get along with her temper..."

Xiaoyang said more and more softly, and finally sighed, "I dare not speak anymore."

Jiang Doudou was still very interested, "I figured it out, if I go next month, then sister Ying's birthday this year will be spent outside."

"Is that so...then..."

Ying Zhao doesn't have a lot of time in the company. She recently rehearsed for a long time in the theater. Kong Yitang sometimes went back at night to find that the other party hadn't returned.

The drama is a foreign literature, the love between a noble lady and a poor boy. Kong Yitang has learned excerpts before, and it gives her a headache when she thinks about it. She feels that these works that always reflect the age are really hard to arouse her interest. If so, it's another matter.

The company's restaurant has recently changed to new dishes. Kong Yitang's tastes are actually very good. I thought they were not very good before, but now that they have changed, I think some of them are not bad.

Because there are many artists or trainees from the company in the restaurant, it is very lively.

President Tang was sitting in his small box, Ying Zhao looked outside and asked, "Didn't you eat with Assistant Chai?"

"Why should I have dinner with her when you're here?"

After Kong Yitang finished ordering, he glanced at Ying Zhao.

Ying Zhao tied up her hair in a high ponytail, which was particularly neat.The blue shirt was very white when she was wearing it, not to mention wearing a skirt that wraps her hips today, Kong Yitang couldn't help but stare at each other when he came down with her.

"Wow, Assistant Chai, you are so sad?"

Ying Zhao laughed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone respond, "Yes, yes, I am so sad."

Kong Yitang turned his head and saw Chai Ying walking over with her box of grass, "Ms. Ying, good afternoon, President Tang dissed me again."

Ying Zhao: "That's not true."

Chai Ying always put on heavy makeup, she looked like a fairy, she came over and pulled a chair, and sat down beside Ying Zhao, "Today I will make a light bulb."

Kong Yitang took a deep breath, "Go out and eat."

Chai Ying: "The one I like from the boy group today didn't come, it's boring."

Kong Yitang: "Come on, believe it or not, I recorded it and sent it to your little boyfriend?"

Chai Ying: "You record it, people are absolutely devoted to me."

Kong Yitang: "..."

Ying Zhao watched with relish.

Chai Ying glanced at Kong Yitang's black face, then turned to Ying Zhao: "Miss Ying's latest drama show is hard to get a ticket."

Ying Zhao: "Are you interested?"

Chai Ying: "Yes, my little boy prefers Teacher Ren."

Ying Zhao groaned, pretending to be disappointed and said, "So I like Teacher Ren, I thought it was me."

The teacher she was talking about was a national-level drama actor in the theater and a senior she admired a lot.

Chai Ying: "I'm your little fan."

Kong Yitang, who was eating silently, snorted, "Little fan, how old are you?"

Chai Ying felt that her false eyelashes were about to fall out because of rolling her eyes. Although she was used to her boss being mean for ten years, she still wanted to kick him hard at certain times.

"You're my age."

Kong Yitang was a little complacent, "Who said, I will never."

Bah, stinky shameless.

Chai Ying let out a sigh of relief, and found that Ying Zhao was smiling happily, with a conniving look on her face.

It seems that the relationship is really stable, and she has not forgotten her own purpose, "Because it is hard to get a ticket, so I come to ask Teacher Ying."

Kong Yitang: "Why don't you beg me, I'll blow the wind around my pillow."

Chai Ying: "Come on, I don't want to lose face?"

Ying Zhao thought Assistant Chai was really interesting, so she asked with great interest, "I heard you two were at the same table in high school?"

Kong Yitang: "I don't want to either."

Chai Ying swallowed the lettuce and sighed, "I never thought I would be so unlucky."

Ying Zhao was very interested, Kong Yitang didn't like to talk about the past, she wanted to know more, but unfortunately her family really didn't seem to have any friends.

"It was Mr. Tang who transferred to another school to be at the same table with me, so that I was isolated for two years in high school. It was really miserable."

Kong Yitang took a sip of his drink, tapped Ying Zhao's plate, and told her not to talk or eat.

"No way, it's obvious that you're the one who shows off all the time and is a bitch."

Chai Ying: "..."

You're a bitch, you pretending bitch!

Ying Zhao laughed out loud, "Don't talk."

She said to Kong Yitang, Kong Yitang let out a grievance.

Chai Ying was instantly arrogant, "I was very happy sitting alone at the end. She suddenly transferred to another school and made up the odd numbers in our class. Then this person was still domineering. No one made friends with her, only me. I was forced to do nothing. ..."

……

Ying Zhao listened very seriously. Although Chai Ying said it as a joke, she still shared a lot of information. Finally, she was satisfied and took the information about selling the boss's middle school anecdotes to Ying Zhao to get a promise.

Kong Yitang kept his ears pricked up, and coughed a few times when Chai Ying exaggerated too much.

After Chai Ying left, Kong Yitang groaned at Zhao in an aggrieved manner.

"She slandered me, how can I be so arrogant, it's because others bullied me that I am like this."

Ying Zhao was about to feel distressed by her pitiful appearance, she touched the other person's face, "Our Xiao Yitang is really pitiful, can you come and watch one of my dramas?"

"Don't you need to blow the pillow wind?"

Kong Yitang squinted his eyes and asked.

Ying Zhao hummed, "What do you want to brag about?"

Kong Yitang pondered for a moment, "Use your mouth."

Ying Zhao: "How to use it?"

She put her face on one hand and just stared at Kong Yitang like this, forcibly distorting Kong Yitang's serious thoughts.

His cheeks were red to the base of his ears, and finally he stammered, "That's it..."

Her tongue protruded from between the two lips, as pitiful as her expression, coming out and then retracting.

Ying Zhao laughed, and finally stood up and bent down to kiss that pitiful tongue.

"I'll play it tonight, I'm going to rehearse first."

She walked quickly, and Kong Yitang stayed where he was, staring at her back, and licked his lips with insatiable desire.

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