love marks

Chapter 120 Eight, the white head is as new, or the cover is as old.

"You...would you?" He made a casual expression, but uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

I observed his micro-expressions calmly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still a young and vigorous boy.

Then he raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him with a half-smile: "Now that you know something about me, you should know how those people passed it on to me. I am a person who can do whatever it takes to benefit. I am like this, and so are my artists. , have you thought about it?"

He thought for a second and replied: "What those people say about you is their business. I don't care. What I hear is believing. I only trust my own eyes."

"Then do you know that sometimes what you see with your eyes may not be true," I replied, "You said you didn't care what they said, but you still had a bad first impression of me intentionally or unintentionally. Before I entered this door, we were still strangers, it's very impolite for you to stare at me unabashedly as soon as you come up."

He seemed embarrassed for a moment and then replied: "Eyes are the windows to the soul, and clothes reflect a person's taste. Since I choose you to be my manager, of course I need to know what kind of person you are."

I snorted, "A second ago you said that it doesn't matter who I am, but now you say you need to know who I am, it's too inconsistent."

"I, I said that also out of intuition, I trust my intuition... You may not be like those people say, so I decided to put aside the first impression and only look at your ability. You have been promoted from assistant to executive director within a month, which shows that you are still very capable."

"That's why I said that I will do whatever it takes to benefit." I snorted, "It can be seen that your first impression of me is not very good, so you have to let it go. Listening to what you say, there is always some element of anger in it. Want to The fire is not only a matter of one's own ability, but the manager is also very important. The artist's image is very important, and a good manager is not only the guide and guiding light of the artist, but the character of the manager will also affect the artist's stardom. You have been hacked so badly in the circle, how dare you take yourself as a bet? Are you afraid that I will really stink you?"

He seemed a little surprised, and then replied, "It's okay for others to say that. You don't have to test my sincerity by discrediting yourself. Since I have made a decision, I won't change it."

"Sincerity?" I sneered, "Well, you do have the sincerity to want to be popular, but let me put the ugly words first. If you really want me to be your manager, you must obey my arrangement, and I will Arrange announcements for you according to your own conditions, you just need to cooperate obediently."

"All obedience and obedience?" he asked.

I was stunned for a moment and said in disdain, "It's fine if you want to think so, but with your character, it's impossible for you to be obedient."

"We just met, how do you know my personality?" He disapproved, "As long as there are no major problems, I will cooperate."

"Don't worry, having said that, I won't let you do anything too outrageous," I added, looking at his relaxed expression, "Also, don't question my handling style."

He replied blankly for a moment: "I haven't."

"most."

I took a closer look at the big boy in front of me again. His eyes are round and energetic, his lips are thin and sexy, his facial features are delicate and slightly childish, and his gestures are deliberately restrained;

He is clearly a hot and active personality but he has to resist pretending to be mature. This kind of contrast adds a bit of cuteness to him; now that he is popular and cute, when he enters the public eye, if he gains power, fans will probably buy it. .

"Let me briefly talk about my rules first. As an agent, I will formulate your debut image according to your personal temperament, and plan your future development route. You can give opinions before the plan is made, but after the plan is made Just follow the route I have planned. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me in private. Don’t question my decision in front of outsiders. In addition, when there is no notice, you should also avoid going to places where good people and dragons are mixed, so as to avoid Being caught by someone with a heart will provoke criticism, remember, the image of an artist is very important."

He had no objection, "Is there anything else?"

"Pay attention to your wording when speaking in front of the media, and handle interpersonal relationships well." The implication is to ask him to control his temper.

He nodded, "I see."

Although it is said that people should not be judged by appearances, there is another saying that appearances are born from the heart. With his facial features, no matter how you look at him, he is a master with a temper.

"You are an Aries." I said suddenly.

He was stunned, "How do you know?"

"I said I read your profile."

He didn't refute anymore.

"Generally speaking, Aries are generally very enthusiastic and courageous, and the traits of facing difficulties are not bad, but the temper can be restrained a little bit. After all, it is not easy to mix in the circle, and it is easy to offend people..." I roughly said After some precautions, he asked again, "Before your official debut, you can tell me about your own vision for the future, and see if there is any discrepancy with my plan."

He thought for a while and said, "I like music and singing, so I hope to be a singer... Of course, I may cross over to become an actor or film in the future..."

"anything else."

"It may not be possible at the beginning, but I hope that when the conditions are enough, I can release my own records, the kind that writes lyrics and composes music by myself." He looked at me expectantly.

I thought of Gu Chenghao, he thought so too at the beginning, but now he has done it too.

"It depends on your actual ability. If you are interested, you can go back and write a song. I will ask someone to help you read it. If it works, you can directly use it as a stepping stone to debut."

"Really?" He was a little excited when he heard this.

"If you insist, otherwise follow my plan first." I pushed the prepared contract in front of him, "Look at the contract first, and sign it if there is no problem."

He flipped through the contract for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is it the same for Gu Chenghao?"

"What's wrong with Gu Chenghao?" I didn't understand.

He looked up at me, "Is Gu Chenghao also obedient to your arrangement?"

I looked at him and didn't know how to answer it properly, so I threw the question back, "What do you think?"

He didn't speak.

"I haven't been with Gu Chenghao for a long time. It can be said that his fame has nothing to do with me, and I can only push him into the public eye."

He hesitated for a moment and replied, "Because of that?"

I paused, "Don't ask questions knowingly."

After a while, he replied weakly, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," I didn't take it seriously, and continued, "Gu Chenghao is a man of his own mind, so you don't have to worry about being his manager, and now he is also a big name, with his own studio, and signed an artist to be his own boss." , so he can decide what to shoot and what to shoot.”

Seeing the envious expression on his face eager to try, I also gave him a booster shot at the right time, "You may be better than him in the future."

He was even happier, "I believe in you."

Before I could say anything, he added, "I also believe in myself more."

After that, he solemnly signed his name on the contract.

"Next, let's talk about your future development route. Are you going to follow the idol route, or the powerful route?"

He thought for a while, "Isn't it good to have a powerful idol?"

"Well..." I nodded approvingly, "Then let's focus on music first, and then talk about other directions after the strength stabilizes. Nowadays, it is very common for artists to develop in an all-round way across borders. Gu Chenghao is taking the omnipotent route. If you can, you can also in the future Follow the same route as him, but he is the first to attack the film and television industry, followed by the music line."

He suddenly laughed.

I wondered, "What are you laughing at?"

He also seemed a little embarrassed: "Can I say that I am his fan?"

"Oh, then congratulations, you are getting closer to your idol."

Seeing that I was not very interested, he put away his smile and returned to his cool look.

"How often do you talk?" I asked.

"good."

"What kind of music do you like?"

"You don't have to choose, you can choose any style. I like rock and electronic music that is more dynamic." He said.

I thought about it. With his appearance, he can control any style, but the cool and handsome style seems to be more familiar, and in terms of his preferences, rock and roll is more suitable for that cool and handsome style, but he can consider letting it go He made his debut with this style of music.

I suddenly thought of something and asked: "Speaking of which, your development direction is very similar to that of Gu Chenghao, and you said that you are a fan of Gu Chenghao, so why didn't you go to Gu Chenghao's studio to sign a contract but come to Tang Ming? Would you like to get closer to your idol?"

He mused, "That's the reason, but which idol would like to have a crazy fan hanging around him, showing his presence in front of his eyes and prying into his privacy, thinking differently, I definitely can't stand this, So I don’t want him to bother me either. After I make my debut, I’ll hang out in this circle. Just get closer to him. Maybe it’s good to be able to cooperate and make friends in the future. Besides, you’re also his manager. The two of us share the same agent, isn't the distance close enough? Besides, Brother Tang Ming and him are also friends. I have nothing to be satisfied with such a good resource relationship around me. There will always be opportunities to get to know each other in the future. I don't want to meet for the first time That’s why he gave him the impression of being a ‘crazy fan’.”

"'Mad fan'?" I looked at him in surprise, "Are you crazy?"

After asking, I realized that it was vain to ask. It was said that people should not be judged by their appearance, and today is the first meeting with him. What can I know.

He chuckled, "Of course I'm not a crazy fan, at most I'm a rational fan, but please don't tell him about this, I don't want him to misunderstand that I made my debut specially to get close to him, and I tried my best to sign it You are my agent; the first impression is still very important, I don't want him to put a bad label on me before I even meet."

He is indeed sensible, knowing that he can't force others to be difficult, but he is also thoughtful. He also knows how to adopt a roundabout strategy, and knows how to stay away from the near and seek the far.

I responded, and suddenly changed the subject: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "No, why did you ask this suddenly?"

I replied lightly, "Working relationship, it's best for newcomers not to fall in love first, because there is no time, and it is not appropriate to disclose the intimate relationship, which will affect the star path, not only yourself, but also the other party will be affected, even if you have a girlfriend for the time being. Don't make it public, once an artist debuts, it's okay to say if he doesn't become popular, after becoming popular, his private life is not his own, if you want to be popular, you have to pay attention to the influence."

He nodded, "I know."

I retract the contract, close it with one last look, and stand up.

Seeing this, he also stood up.

I looked at him and said sternly, "Then from today, I will be your manager. Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Tang Song." After saying that, I stretched out my hand.

He immediately reached out and held it, "Jiang Lubai."

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

After signing Jiang Lubai's contract, I went directly back to Gu Chenghao's studio to continue working.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw an insulated lunch box on the desk. I was a little surprised. When I saw Assistant Gu Chenghao passing by, I asked him, "Whose is this lunch box?"

"The boss bought it downstairs," the assistant replied. "The boss ordered takeaway before, but I never ate it. Later, I went to the store downstairs and bought an insulated lunch box. I put all the food in the lunch box to keep warm, but how do I store it?" At Sister Song's place..."

I didn't speak, and he suddenly realized, "It turned out that I ordered takeaway for Sister Song, no wonder I didn't see him eat it, Sister Song, you went out earlier, the boss is afraid that the food will be cold, so he bought an insulated lunch box specially. Just now the boss asked me, if he scalded the lunch box with hot water, would it lose its heat preservation, or he would buy another takeaway, at that time I wondered why he bothered, but now I understand..."

"What do you understand?" Seeing his deep eyes, I only felt a chill.

"To be honest, we all envy you." He added.

"What do you envy me for?"

"Boss, the boss really takes care of you," he said. "I have been with the boss for a long time. Although he is usually good at taking care of others, he is never so considerate to you..."

Considerate... How can I shudder to hear this word.

"We can all see that the boss's attitude towards you is completely different from ours. He will tell you what he thinks, but he doesn't tell us much. We don't talk to him when we encounter difficulties or are in a bad mood. What, but Sister Song, you are different... You must know that the boss and his agents have changed several times. In fact, those agents were also recruited due to our persuasion and work needs. I left it for you, and now that you are back, the boss can be regarded as fulfilling his wish."

I was dubious, "Should I be so exaggerated and tell the truth."

"Really," he added, afraid that I would not believe it, "You and the boss's office are next to each other, the glass is transparent, and the line of sight is just right enough to see each other. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"what is the problem."

Seeing that I was still in a daze, he was a little helpless. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said, "When you are working, the boss often peeks at you from time to time. Didn't you notice it?"

"That's not peeping," I said with shame, "That's supervision, and the glass is transparent for the convenience of supervision."

He was depressed, "Sister Song, you are usually very smart, why can't you see this, the boss obviously likes you, we all think so."

"like me?"

"Yeah, what an obvious thing."

Seeing his serious expression, I was speechless, "You are such a big man who gossips like this, you are overthinking."

He didn't quite believe it, "Sister Song, don't you feel it?"

"So what if you feel it, we have a girlfriend, you all know it." I didn't take it seriously.

I'm not a fool, how can I not feel it, but I choose to ignore it.

"Yeah, that's why the boss hasn't expressed his intentions for a long time." After speaking, he sighed with regret, "Such a good boss, those sisters in the outhouse are all hopeless."

I suddenly couldn't help but complained: "Looking beyond Qiushui? He's a Virgo."

"What's wrong with Virgo, Virgo is the most perfect constellation, and I belong to Virgo."

"That's right." I took a closer look at him, "I really didn't realize that, did those young ladies in the outhouse have a crush on you?"

"It's impossible, we already have the goddesses in our hearts, and they won't be able to cling to them."

I laugh while saying nothing.

After get off work at night, I ran into Fu Yu downstairs.

I was a little surprised: "Why are you here? Didn't you say you have to work overtime?"

"It's finished ahead of time, and I'll pick you up from get off work." She held out her hand, and I walked over to hold it.

"You have two options, bus or taxi," she said.

I glanced at the time and replied, "Take a taxi, I don't want to squeeze the bus."

We walked towards the intersection.

We didn't talk much along the way. I looked up at the lights of the street lamps and felt very calm.

"Pine nuts."

"Ok?"

"There is no way to go abroad in the near future."

I was taken aback when I heard this, "Who wants to go abroad?"

"We," she looked at me, "we originally planned to go to Canada to get a visa."

I couldn't help laughing, "The marriage certificate is only valid in countries that allow same-sex marriage, and it doesn't count in the country."

"That's also a guarantee, and an explanation for you."

"You still care about this."

"I'm afraid you care."

I pretended to be unhappy, "We've known each other for so many years, you don't know who I am, am I the kind of person who pays attention to form?"

"It's not a form, it's a guarantee." She corrected.

"It's okay, you are by my side, that's the guarantee." I said calmly.

She turned to look at me with a moved face, and suddenly said, "Have you been in touch with my brother recently?"

I was taken aback, "Isn't it always in touch?"

Her eyes dimmed, "I'm talking about privately."

"It's all about what the family said in private..." Before she finished speaking, she saw her eyes dimmed, and suddenly realized that she was thinking too much, so she teased, "You don't think I'm still with you My brother has a leg, that's no longer incest."

Her expression was still dark, and she murmured, "You and my brother are not considered incest, but you and your brother are considered incest."

I played stupid to the end, "You still think I can mess with my brother?"

The seemingly joking words did not relieve the atmosphere, but instead made the atmosphere fall into an awkward silence.

I don't know what to say, but it's always weird to do nothing. After thinking about it for two seconds, I leaned over, took her into my arms, and comforted her softly, "What are you thinking about in your little head?" It’s amazing, I already have you, how could I still be hooking up with others.”

Instead of retorting, she asked, "Do you understand me?"

"Understood, after all we have been together for so long..."

"What do you know about me?"

"What can I know, such as your entertainment preferences, eating habits, living habits, what games you like to play, your state of work, and even your favorite posture in bed..." I blushed a little when I said this, " There's something I don't know."

"You know what's going on in my mind," she said.

I opened my mouth, but didn't say a word.

I was a little surprised, but expected.

I don't know what she's thinking, or what he's thinking.

We've known each other for so long, been together for so long, and I don't even know what they're thinking.

...and we've been apart long enough.

No, it's not a matter of timing.

I have always felt that I know her and them well enough, and even know which finger they like to play games with, what brand of nail polish they like to use, and what brand of chewing gum they like to eat;

I also thought that even if they do a lot of unimaginable or extraordinary things on a sudden whim, I can fully accept it...

But the only thing I don't think about is what's going on in their minds at certain moments, like right now.

I don't know what they are thinking, what they will think.

So, I don't understand them?

Seeing that I didn't speak, she didn't blame me, but went on to say, "I don't understand you either."

In terms of understanding in life, we have already reached the level of minutiae, but now that she said this, she must be referring to psychology.

She doesn't know me, and they don't know what I'm thinking.

"Isn't it ironic," she suddenly laughed, "Have we ever calmed down and had a good talk?"

Yes, I don't remember.

I am speechless.

"Maybe, but how many years ago was that," she thought, "when I was in college? . . . after graduation . . . oh, the time after I imprisoned you, but that It's not really a heart-to-heart talk, it's just an expression of my heart. Apart from that, I have never had any more. The most I know is only a little about you when you were a child. Your understanding of me also includes the things written in the The ones in the diary, other than that, the current ones, don't know anything."

"Fish," I interrupted her, "what do you want to say?"

She looked at me with indescribable eyes: "What is it that supports us to get to this point?"

I was a little dazed, even dazed, not understanding what she was thinking of, why she brought up some inexplicable topics, and after thinking about it for a long time to no avail, I had to reply indiscriminately, "It's too much to say 'support', we are not because we want to If we are together, we are together, if we have to say there is any support, it is love."

"Love... Is it love...or habit?" She asked again.

There was a muffled sound in my heart, "What's wrong with you?"

"During the eight years of separation, have you gotten used to living without me?" Her voice was not loud, but every word hit my heart.

I wanted to refute, but I didn't know where to start. After holding back for a while, I just replied dryly: "Did you misunderstand something?"

She doesn't speak.

I said again, "Is there something I did wrong?"

There was another half hour of silence.

Just when I was about to give up and go back with my arms in my arms, and then talk when we got home, she said, "Let's move out."

I was taken aback, puzzled.

Sure enough, I still don't know her well enough.