Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

Xie Zhi grabbed the phone, and half of his foot had already stepped out of the car door. On one side was "Nortel No. [-]" shouting and tsunami outside, and on the other side was Ye Zhiyuan's "go out and hide" on the phone. The huge information flow has not been processed at all. Come over, a bunch of people in front of him have rushed towards him.

then.

Xie Zhi felt his back collar being grabbed and pulled, and he fell into a familiar embrace. At the same time, the door was pulled over and snapped on instantly.

The curtain was pulled shut at the same time as the door was slammed. Pan Yan turned his head and opened his eyes wide: "What! What! Situation???"

It doesn't look like a problem that can be explained by the level of the principal wearing a skirt! !

Xie Zhi glanced at Yan Si in horror, Ye Zhiyuan's voice came from the phone: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Xie Zhi was still in shock, "I was almost drowned by the reporters outside."

This matter is not important, Xie Zhi immediately said: "Mr. Ye, I seem to have heard them say that Nortel is number one, right?"

Xie Zhi's heart beat wildly.

Could it be - is it true? !

"Ah." Ye Zhiyuan laughed on the other end of the phone, "It seems that you already know."

"You and Yan Si." Ye Zhiyuan said with a smile, "You are No.1 in the category of drama, film and literature, and Yan Si is No.1 in the category of acting."

Xie Zhi's hand turned subconsciously in the air, Yan Si stretched out his hand and held his palm.

Xie Zhi's hands were sweating, he turned his head and looked at Yan Si in disbelief.

It seemed that someone came from Ye Zhiyuan's side. He exchanged a few words with the person, and said to the phone: "Wait for me in the car, I'm here to rescue you."

After Ye Zhiyuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone, put on a piece of clothing, and hurried downstairs with several security guards.

The reporters actually arrived at the school gate almost at the same time more than ten minutes ago. The school had never experienced the battle of reporters in the entertainment industry, so it was caught off guard. It had just coordinated the manpower and prepared the conference room.

While Ye Zhiyuan led the people downstairs, Xie Zhi suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Si beside him.

"Yan Si, we—" Xie Zhi took a deep breath before finishing his sentence.

"I heard." Yan Si raised the corners of his lips, looked at Xie Zhi, originally wanted to kiss him, but glanced at Pan Yan's mother sitting in front, and finally just took Xie Zhi's hand.

Yan Si took Xie Zhi's hand, brought it to his lips, lowered his head, and kissed lightly on the back of Xie Zhi's hand.

Yan Si: "Congratulations to Xie Zhi, your wish has been fulfilled."

In fact, Xie Zhi was not the only one who got his wish!

As the No.1 of Nortel's performance department this year, the new actor Yan Daxing suppressed the excitement in his heart very well, and acted calmly without being surprised.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

God has eyes, this is God has eyes!

Fortunately, there was no tragedy in the world where my daughter-in-law took the first place in the exam and I took the tenth place in the exam. Fortunately, I proved my awesomeness with my strength!

Invincible, invincible is how lonely.

Yan Si finished kissing Xie Zhi calmly, raised his head, and was about to say something when the phone rang.

Yan Si took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID on it—the manager, Ji Zeyang.

"Hello, brother Zeyang." Yan Si answered the phone.

"It's finally turned on." On the other end of the phone, Ji Zeyang breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you all okay? Are you all right?"

Yan Si: "If you mean the media, I'm fine for now, I'm trapped in the car, and I'm waiting for the teacher to come to rescue me."

Ji Zeyang: "That's okay."

Ji Zeyang fiddled with the steering wheel, thought for a while, and said: "The teacher will definitely lead the media to the school's conference room, and then arrange interviews, but before I arrive, the media interviews will not start."

"Huh?" Yan Si grabbed Xie Zhi's hand and rubbed his fingertips, "Brother, are you in Chongqing?"

"It arrived yesterday." Ji Zeyang sighed, glanced at the buttocks of the car in front of him, then looked at the purple red on another mobile phone Gaode, and sighed again, "But--this overpass in Chongqing, how can it be like this? Blocking???"

It can be blocked like this.

3D magic city, if you don't accept it, you have to accept it.

Yan Si smiled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a familiar male voice outside.

Pan Yan opened the curtains and saw that Ye Zhiyuan had come out with security guards, but the reporters ignored him at all. All the guns and short cannons were aimed at the vehicles. When Pan Yan opened the curtains, the speed of fire was rattling, and he didn't care. Who was photographed.

"Friends from the media, friends from the media." Ye Zhiyuan took a small security speaker and shouted at everyone, "I know everyone is very excited, but please take a look at me."

Only a few people close to Ye Zhi gave him a favorable look.

Ye Zhiyuan shook his head, not to be soft, but to be firm: "Although everyone is very excited, this is a school after all, and our school police are also here. If something bad happens later, it's our responsibility." I don't even want to see it."

This time, most of the media turned to Ye Zhiyuan.

"Well, please put away your equipment and follow me to the conference room first." Ye Zhiyuan struck while the iron was hot and continued, "We will invite Xie Zhi and Yan Si to interview everyone later."

First hard and then soft, the media looked at each other, and finally decided to follow Ye Zhiyuan's arrangement and go with him to take a seat in the conference room first.

The group of media gradually went away, and the noise outside the car door also slowly subsided, and finally returned to silence, turning into a normal campus.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Pan Yan carefully opened the curtains a little, and after seeing the person clearly, he helped Xie Zhi push the door open.

Zhang Dakai standing outside is very far back.

Zhang Dakai looked at Xie Zhi, hesitant to speak, hesitant to speak, finally pursed his lips, turned his eyes away, and said to whom: "You did a good job this time."

Zhang Dakai took two people to the classroom next to the meeting room to wait for Ji Zeyang. When they got out of the car, Pan Yan and Yan Si Xie Zhi clapped their hands one by one with joyful faces.

"I've passed!" Pan Yan flipped his hands, and put the last palm in front of Xie Zhiyan Si, "Nortel, director department, No.5!"

Nortel may be better than the actors, but the director department is a real gold-lettered signboard. Pan Yan was so happy that he was able to hang the southeast branch on the school's jacaranda tree, and bought a cup of milk tea for Zhou with a runaway attitude. Good news.

Xie Zhi saw off Pan Yan, who was running wild, and just followed Zhang Dakai for a few steps when the phone rang again.

Take the mobile phone, turn on the screen, the phone number of mom and dad.

Xie Zhi hesitated for a moment before answering the phone: "Hello, Mom."

"Cough." On the other end of the phone, Xie Zhi's mother's voice was unnatural, "We just saw the news..."

Xie Zhi: "Oh, um—me too."

Xie Zhi's mother: "Mom and Dad... I don't know how to say congratulations to you."

Xie Zhi's mother: "We have saved 100 million for you. When you go to college, let's use it as your film fund."

On the other end of the phone, Xie Zhi's father put down the computer in his hand, patted his mother's shoulder, and gestured for "two". During the call, Xie Zhi's mother immediately changed her words: "200 million."

Xie Zhi: "..."

This pair of parents, when you think about it carefully sometimes - they are really careless.

"Understood, thank you, Mom and Dad."

Xie Zhi held the phone and stepped up a step. Yan Si was afraid that he would fall, so he stretched out his hand to grab his arm and support him.

Xie Zhi hung up the phone, but just as he hung up, his cell phone rang again.

This time, it was grandpa and grandma.

"Hello." Xie Zhi immediately connected the phone with an irrepressible smile in his tone.

"Xiao Zhi, I see that the grades are not good, and it is No.1 again!" Grandma's beaming voice sounded immediately, "And it is the No.1 of Nortel—Beijing Film Academy, is it the same as Tsinghua University and Peking University?"

"It's the same." Xie Zhi smiled.

"We are so capable, Xiaozhi!" Grandpa's voice was not to be outdone, and it also rang on the other end of the phone, "Everything is very good, and Grandpa has always believed in you!"

"Grandma also believes it!" Grandma said immediately, "But Xiaozhi, at this stage we still can't be proud, we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, you know?"

"Complete the college entrance examination in a down-to-earth manner." Grandpa said again, "Grandpa rewards you, you can go anywhere you want to play."

"Yes, yes, yes." Grandma also said, "What's more, the most important thing is the body. As long as the body is in good shape, everything will be fine..."

After grandma finished saying this, she completely brought the topic to another level. Grandpa and grandma gave a lengthy account of how to take care of their health, eat vegetables and meat every day, at least a box of lunch, and finally hung up the phone unsatisfied.

Xie Zhi took the last step and walked to the level floor, but Yan Si's hand didn't let go, he just went down, grabbed Xie Zhi's wrist, and led him forward.

The door of the small conference room was ajar, and no one looked outside, and no camera captured the holding hands.

Yan Si took Xie Zhi's hand, walked through the small conference room very arrogantly, and walked into the classroom next to him.

Sit down and wait for Ji Zeyang to come.

Xie Zhi sat on the comfortable soft sofa, held his mobile phone, stared blankly for a while, raised his head to look at the white ceiling, and looked down at the mobile phone he was holding.

A sense of unreality arises spontaneously.

Although he had already experienced the zombie siege by the media just now, the congratulations from Ye Zhiyuan and Ji Zeyang, and the repeated phone calls from his family.

But there is still a lack of a sense of reality - did I really get the first place in Nortel?

Xie Zhi sat for a while, turned on his mobile phone, clicked into Nortel's special checking channel, and entered the admission ticket number—Yan Si's admission ticket number.

The network in this room was a bit slow, and the results were transferred after a few rounds.

In the ranking column, a very clear Arabic number "1" was displayed in front of Xie Zhi.

Really No.1.

Xie Zhi stretched out his finger and stroked Yan Si's ID photo. Just as his finger touched Yan Si's eyes on the photo, he heard a soft sound beside him.

Xie Zhi turned his head and saw Yan Si holding the phone, and kissed the screen of the phone very reverently.

After Yan Si kissed, he found that Xie Zhi was looking at him, he turned the phone around with a smile and showed Xie Zhi.

On the screen of Yan Si's mobile phone is also a result of Nortel's score check. The name column is Xie Zhi, the photo column is Xie Zhi himself, and the ranking column is an Arabic "1" that is exactly the same as Yan Si's check score table.

"Let me introduce you." Yan Si smugly waved his fingers, and pointed to Xie Zhi, "This is my baby. He got No.1 in Nortel."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi was a little embarrassed, bowed his head and smiled, and after a while, he also raised his mobile phone and faced Yan Si.

"What are you so proud of?" Xie Zhi said with a smile, pointing to his mobile phone screen, "This is my big star. He also passed the Nortel No.1 exam."

The mobile phones of the two No.1s were facing each other, and the two No.1s also stared at each other. Finally, they both fell down on the chair a little helplessly. Yan Si raised his hand, covered his face, and laughed a few times. sound, then got up and sat down again.

Yan Si: "That's so powerful, why don't we post a Weibo to show off?"

Xie Zhi: "Show off."

Xie Zhi thought for a while: "Okay."

The two used their mobile phones to take a screenshot of each other's results, then logged on to Weibo and started posting on Weibo.

One minute later, Xie Zhi and Yan Si simultaneously posted Weibo.

non Yan Si: [Show off to everyone, my family's exclusive screenwriter has obtained the No. 1 Nortel certificate, and found a treasure, very happy! (Xie Zhi’s transcript.jpg)]

Executive Xie: [Show off to everyone, the professional actor I bound has obtained the No. 1 Nortel certificate, bright future, with you. (Yan Si Transcript.jpg)]

As soon as Xie Zhi and Yan Si's Weibo was sent out, the door of the lounge was pushed open by a hand. Ji Zeyang, with his suit on his wrist, pushed the door in panting, his hair was sweaty and messy.

"Finally here." Ji Zeyang tugged on his tie, and threw a paper bag in his hand to Yan Si, "Change clothes."

As Ji Zeyang said, he took a bottle of Nongfu Spring from the corner of the wall, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and poured it directly, filling half a bottle in one breath.

The clothes Ji Zeyang gave were simple white shirts and ties. Yan Si and Xie Zhi put them on over the short-sleeved T-shirts they were already wearing. Yan Si reached out to help Xie Zhi tie the tie knot.

After drinking the water, Ji Zeyang said to Xie Zhi: "Xie Zhi, you don't have a manager, so I'll temporarily act as your manager. Your press release will also be checked by our studio, okay?"

"Of course!"

In fact, this is not within the scope of Ji Zeyang at all, Xie Zhi couldn't help being moved when he was willing to help in this way.

"Brother Zeyang." Yan Si gave Ji Zeyang a wink, "You are really a good person."

Ji Zeyang raised his hand, and blocked that wink casually: "There is no need to issue a good card, are you ready?"

Xie Zhi, Yan Si: "Okay."

Ji Zeyang put the suit on himself, buttoned it up, and opened the doorknob: "Let's go."

Half a minute later, Ji Zeyang pushed open the door of the small conference room next to him and held the door open to let the two children in first.

The moment the door opened, the sensitive media immediately grabbed the camera and snapped at the door. The flashes lit up, and Xie Zhi closed his eyes a little uncomfortably.

Yan Si raised his hand, helped Xie Zhi to block a little light, led him to the front of the meeting room, and placed the microphone by the table.

The two of them sat at the table, only to find that the principal and Ye Zhiyuan were in the audience. The principal was wearing skirt pants today, but his long hair was still loose, and with light makeup on, he was still charming and charming.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si greeted the headmaster with their eyes, and the headmaster slightly raised his hand, signaling for the two to sit down.

After the principal said so, Yan Si and Xie Zhi didn't shy away and sat down generously; the moment they sat down, the same word flashed in the minds of everyone present - "Deng is right."

The same white shirt and tie, with no hairstyle or make-up, still looks shockingly handsome. I know this is Nortel’s No.1 group interview, but I don’t know, I’m afraid I thought it was a good-looking couple announcing the wedding scene.

Whoops, off topic.

No matter how much the media want to make trouble, they can't directly ask about marriage if they take a look at Ji Zeyang who is sitting in the town.

The first one came from the official media, and the question was quite satisfactory: "Two students, may I ask, you have won No.1, how do you feel now?"

Xie Zhi glanced at Yan Si, Yan Si nodded, Xie Zhi took the microphone and spoke first: "I'm very happy, I just feel that... what I wanted was fulfilled."

The back of the hand that was kissed by Yan Si just now was slightly hot again, and the corners of Xie Zhi's eyes were also hot, so he couldn't help but glance at Yan Si, Yan Si had encouraging eyes, and he smiled and looked at Xie Zhi as well.

After the official media interviewed this well-regulated question, the media immediately became lively.

The Penguin media quickly stood up and seized the opportunity: "Hi Xie Zhi, I'm a reporter from Tencent Entertainment. I want to interview you. At that time, you said that you would become Yan Si's exclusive screenwriter. What did you mean?"

"I just want to create many excellent scripts for him." Xie Zhi replied with a smile, "It means being able to grow with him on his path as an actor."

"Then don't you think that your life goals are a bit narrow? Shouldn't excellent screenwriters focus on larger social issues?"

This question is thrown... as expected, each one is getting sharper than the other.

"Nortel's teachers have asked me this question." Xie Zhi smiled again, "I responded to this question with Stephen King's Theory of Ideal Readers, and now I think so too."

"Why must it be Yan Si? Can't it be another actor? Do you still think so?"

Xie Zhi nodded: "Because the person I met was Yan Si, so it cannot be someone else."

"As for the question of whether I think so now." Xie Zhi paused, turned his head, and glanced at Yan Si again, when he turned his head, his eyes were extremely gentle, "I think, I will think this way all my life. "

It is indeed the No.1 of Nortel screenwriting major.

It seems that many powerful answers have been answered, but in fact, they are all convincing and convincing, and they are completely unstoppable.

The media changed the subject, stopped holding on to Xie Zhi, and began to break through from the strict aspect.

"So, what about you, Yan Si?" Some media asked, "What do you think about Xie Zhi wanting to be your exclusive screenwriter?"

"Look with...eyes?" Yan Si smiled calmly, "Just kidding—but it's true, read the script he wrote carefully with your eyes, and try to figure out the role he wrote for me, no matter what he writes for me in the future , I will act well."

Alright... This love is very high-level.

"Then, when Yan Si heard that Xie Zhi was going to win the first place in Nortel for you, how did he feel?"

"This question." Yan Si put his hands on the table. At this moment, he crossed his fingers and put them in front of his chest. "To be honest, I didn't just hear about it at that time. I already knew that Xie Zhi had this wish."

Yan Si: "If you want to talk about your mood - proud, complicated, and stressed."

Reporter: "Why is there so much pressure?"

"Obviously." Yan Si smiled, "No.1 is worthy of No.1."

worthy! ! !

This is such a fantastic keyword!

The reporters immediately seized the key point and struck while the iron was hot.

"Excuse me, what does it mean to be worthy?"

Yan Si: "It's very obvious again."

Yan Si said, and smiled slightly: "It means literally."

Yan Si separated his overlapping hands on the table, stretched out his left hand close to Xie Zhi, took Xie Zhi's hand, pulled his arm up, and lifted his arm towards the ceiling.

Xie Zhi raised his head and looked at the two hands he and Xie Zhi raised in the light projected by the projector.

There is a Tyndall phenomenon in front of the projector, and countless dusts are flying around in the cold light.

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si and his own hands, smiled after a while, and moved his fingers up to hold Yan Si's palm.

Yan Si felt the contraction of holding his palm, picked up the microphone, and said to all the media:

"We are a strong alliance, and we must work together with Chinese films to create a brilliant future."

Two hours after the interview, when all the press releases from the media were sent out, Weibo went viral again without any suspense.

Forward: [Absolutely, I'm really desperate, I'm eating cp in the interview, who would have thought that it can also be used for cp in the interview? ? 】

Forward: [Come here, tick the keywords, get what you want, exclusive screenwriter, fate, you will think so in this life, read carefully, work hard, be worthy, join forces, and have a brilliant future.Okay, mom didn't yell at you for nothing, you're showing off your flowers. 】

Forward: [I've obviously had it, but why no matter how long it takes, I still feel that it's good to be No.1 for you? ? ? 】

Forward: [Is no one stressed out! ! ! !high pressure! !Yan Si, this young master who has earned [-] million can do anything with ease! !high pressure! ! 】

Forward: [Yan Si——What should I do if my daughter-in-law is too good? 】

Forward: [It's better to be under pressure, can I have a wave of support during the entire art exam? ? 】

Forwarding: [You guys, let me insert a small point, their Weibo screenshots are not exchanged with each other, but they are directly logged into the other party's account, right? 】

Comment:【? ? ? ?How to say? ? ?In detail? 】

Comments: [Hurry up and analyze it once and then post it? ? ? 】

Comment: [What do you mean I don't understand? ? ? 】

Comments: [As we all know, Xie Zhi’s phone is 6s, and Yan Si’s is x, don’t you know the size and shape of the screenshot? 】

The shapes of the screenshots taken by different mobile phones are different. Because the x is long, the screenshots are all long and long, while the 6s is short and fat.

Comments: 【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! !I am dead! ! !Don't anyone save me! ! ! 】

An hour before the life and death.

After interviewing the two students for about [-] minutes, the principal got up and started the cue process.

"Okay, everyone's interview today will probably end here." The principal smiled, "My student is in the third year of high school after all, and he has to go back to continue preparing for the exam."

Immediately after the principal, Ji Zeyang also came out to smooth things over: "Everyone in the media has worked hard today. I have already booked a restaurant. Please join us to celebrate this happy event."

It's called Celebration, which is to take this opportunity to talk about the standards and requirements for publishing, so that everyone will not be so kind to Ji Zeyang's kindness, and they will all pack their equipment to eat.

Yan Si and Xie Zhi sent the reporters to the door and said goodbye politely.

After all the reporters had gone away, the whole campus really quieted down.

The whole school, except the third year of senior high school, and the evening self-study stage, every window of every building is lit with lights, and the lights fall on the ground of the campus, which is a very moist water color.

There was a light rain not long ago, and the wind blew off the petals of the tall jacaranda, leaving purple flowers all over the ground.

Xie Zhi and Yan Si walked slowly under the jacaranda, one in front of the other.

Xie Zhi walked in front of Yan Si, took two steps towards the side of the jacaranda tree trunk, turned his head with his hands behind his back, and looked at Yan Si.

Yan Si smiled at him, and then, Xie Zhi trotted, the leather shoes splashed some water on the ground and flew in mid-air.

Xie Zhi ran over, the water carried by the leather shoes splashed behind him, he jumped onto Yan Si and gave him a hug.

"I did it." Xie Zhi's voice trembled slightly, he didn't cry, he was just happy, "Now... I'm your pride."

After listening to Xie Zhi's words, Yan Si smiled, wrapped his arms around Xie Zhi's waist, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Baby." Yan Si raised one hand, stroking the broken hair on the back of Xie Zhi's head, "I said it a long time ago."

"You are my pride." Yan Si said, "Always have been."

Not far away, a small pool of water accumulated because of the depression reflected the rigidity of the two people who were hugging each other. The orange light from the campus street lamps was very gentle on the two people. Fall, fall on the pond water, a circle of ripples.

The author has something to say: Everyone who is not optimistic will be slapped in the face, and the embarrassment is over