For the favor of Mr. Nie

In the early morning, the thin sun outside the window is still slightly cool.

Tong Yan wiped the desk in the study so that people could be seen. This was the tenth day he had lived in Nie Zheng's place.Regarding the talent of the benefactor, Tong Yan felt that he was the second, and no one dared to be the first.After Nie Zheng made the three-chapter agreement, he put aside the matter of developing and satisfying the second personality of the patron at night.

It's not because he's too scared to climb on the bed anymore, the key person still has to wink, how to make the benefactor happy right now, the human deity even opened his mouth to show him the way, he would be stupid if he didn't follow it.

Every day, I deliberately tidy myself up to be tender and green, and shake it in front of Nie Zheng, and exchange some emotions from the corners of my eyes and brows, which is not without winks.He had to tell Nie Zheng: It's okay if you can't figure it out for a while, remember to find me when you think about it.

Again, it was the patron's prerogative for Nie Zheng to ignore him, and he would let it go if he wanted to, keeping the two of them for ten days without saying a word.Even if he is looked down upon all day long, he still has to flatter him, planning to rely on others to be noble and glamorous?

Putting the rag aside, Tong Yan saw a book on the corner of the table, which Nie Zheng read for nearly an hour every morning these days.

It is written in simple blue, thread-bound, with four big characters vertically on the cover, Awakening the World and Hengyan.

Tut tut tut!Just looking at the title of this book, you can think of the serious and serious face of the master. Are you tired of reading some things that teach you how to be a human being every morning?

Curious, Tong Yan picked up the bookmark and spread out the book.

This stall doesn't matter, there are seven small characters in the footer of the book: The oil seller monopolizes the oiran.

"...!?" Oiran?What the hell?

Pick a paragraph at random and read carefully at the beginning, "At five drums, Meiniang sobered up, and she knew that the bustard had used tricks and broke her body..."

"...!?" Hahaha...an ancient version of the Little Yellow Book?

Tong Yan quickly closed the book and put it back where it was.Let's just say, the inner world of the patron is extraordinarily rich.

After wiping the desk, I figured it was time.Tong Yan carried the bucket to the side of the bookcase, straightened his clothes, and hung the front part of his jacket on his belt.Sure enough, within two seconds, the "Zhi acridine" door opened, and Nie Zheng walked in pacing.

Tong Yan greeted as usual, "Mr. Nie."

Nie Zheng raised his eyelids and looked at Tong Yan a few times, "Yes."

Nie Zheng feels that he is singing a big show every morning and evening these days, Tong Yan is acting in a youthful campus style today, with a white T-shirt and jeans, he really looks like a student, with smooth black hair on his forehead, and a big slap on the bottom of his head The face has not yet grown into a fully manly shape, and the chin is a bit pointed.Her eyes were black as ink, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she looked as obedient as she could be.

But what didn't fit it was that the T-shirt was not slim, and one corner was still hanging on the belt, making the legs look extra long.It was long and straight, rather thin but not as thin as bean sprouts. When the jeans were tightened, the well-proportioned and powerful muscle lines were drawn out, very straightforward and sexy.This may be what the shadowless little dragon wants to express today.

What is it called?Tong Yan... what's going on?Nie Zheng turned his eyes away, picked up the book, and sat down on the chair in front of the window. Tong Yan was full of drama, and he was completely calm.

There's nothing to be calm about, at least the child didn't push himself into his bed anymore, although he still loved to dazzle in front of his eyes, he didn't bother him when it was important.Just like when he had an hour of reading time in the morning, when he entered the door, Tong Yan only greeted him to show himself, cleaned up the bookcase quietly, and went out lightly after finishing.

As for the all-pervasive visually seductive PLAY and the three times a day's daily eyebrows and eyes, as long as he is always upright, it really doesn't matter.After a long time, the child will naturally find himself bored.

In this way, it can be regarded as gradually living in peace.

But right now, Tong Yan doesn't want to live in peace. It's so easy for the serious financial backer to look at some eclectic things, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to pick up some eclectic topics, is it him?

Watching Nie Zheng open the book, Tong Yan grabbed the rag and wiped it back and forth on the shelf, and asked, "What book are you reading?"

Nie Zheng simply replied: "Vernacular novels."

"What are you talking about?"

"Life of the Ming Dynasty Bourgeoisie."

"Specifically. Who are you talking about?" Quickly talk about the oil seller and the oiran lady.

Tong Yan put one hand behind his back, stretched out a finger and shook it. If there is such a thing as a magic mirror in reality, Bao will be able to see the fox tail on the back of his buttocks.

Nie Zheng has always been serious about books, this is the first time he heard the little evildoer ask him what book he was reading in such an interested tone, it felt fresh.A thought flashed through my mind, and I looked up at Tong Yan earnestly, "Do you want to read?"

Let’s watch the eclectic plot together, and then I’ll ask you to answer, maybe it’s just a shot and a fire?Yes or no?Just ask if you are! ?

The little evildoer who was playing with a crooked mind automatically defaulted the words to "Do you want to read books with me?" He nodded hurriedly, revealing a bit of a child's true colors, really like a little fox who only wants to eat grapes, "Yes."

Nie Zheng stood up.Who can resist the longing eyes of a child?

Tong Yan saw Nie Zheng walking towards him, the shadow of his tall body enveloped him, and his heart was full of joy.

But Nie Zheng lowered his arms and put down the indecent book.Then he raised his hand to get down one book from the top floor, and then picked out several books one after another, and handed them to Tong Yan one by one, "Director Liu's new play is about Xia Ji, you should read a few books about the historical background first." make preparations."

"Zuo Zhuan", "Records of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty"...

Tong Yan: "..." What about reading the little yellow book?

I stretched out my hand to take it, flipped it casually, and felt dizzy. I knew 99% of the Chinese characters, and when they were put together, I didn’t know a word.

Of course, when it comes to the caring side of the book sponsor, it is shown.Nie Zheng picked out two more copies and gave them to him, "This is the translation and annotation version, let's read it first, and then you can understand it by yourself after reading a lot."

You are right to you.

Not only did Tong Yan accept it, but he also had to accept it happily.He asked Nie Zheng with a forced smile, "Mr. Nie, have you read all these books?"

Nie Zheng picked up the market story book and went to the exclusive seat, "Most have read it."

Tong Yan looked at the page full of Huo Zhe Ye with a dazed expression.Why?Aren't you half a crooked countryman?

OK!Since the benefactor is happy, let’s just watch it, but the fox who didn’t eat the grapes still wants to find some sweetness for himself, “Can I ask you if I don’t understand?”

Nie Zheng didn't know that the child was squeezing in front of him in a different way, and felt helpless in his heart, "Okay, put the bucket out, and you can watch it here."

In general, Nie Zheng is very satisfied with the discovery and actions of this day, and he should have thought of asking Tong Yan to read more books.

That's right!Labor reforms delinquent teenagers, and reading books saves depraved lives.

Chunqiu, what era was that?Elegant spirit, gentleman personality.Many things are no longer applicable under the current law of the jungle, but Tong Yan has no bottom line, so it just neutralizes it.

And Tong Yan couldn't understand Nie Zheng's thoughts, he could just read the script for acting. Isn't it too exaggerated to find such an unfathomable thing to understand the historical background?But one of them was in front of the window and the other was by the wall. After 5 minutes of silence without interfering with each other, he looked at Nie Zheng's focused silhouette and suddenly had some other insights.

He had previously told Tong Yanyan that Nie Zheng was awesome because of his good family background, but now it seems that he is not. The life of this man is different from what he imagined. Not to mention strict self-discipline, he actually reads all the books on this wall. If you have not passed, and you still insist on reading every day after reaching this stage in your career, then you should be regarded as diligent and erudite.

Damn, this taste is a little uncomfortable.He is already so rich and still doesn't slack off for a day, he, a poor boy, can't keep up with flattery.

Really more popular than dead people.

As a result, Tong Yan suddenly lost the thought of pestering the gold master to ask, and settled down to check and look at things that he didn't want to understand before, but now he can't understand.

But what is it like for a child who was raised by herding sheep to think about things that he is not interested in at all?

In the first 10 minutes, Tong Yan spread out the book: Oh, so, I understand, it’s boring, if it’s not interesting, I have to keep reading, keep reading, keep reading, keep reading...

10 minutes passed: Continue to watch, if you are bored, you have to continue to read if you are bored, if you don’t understand, check it! ... The sun is so bright today... The patron is so serious about reading... What time is it?It's time to go to the company... Hey, what's wrong with my feet! ? ...

So when Nie Zheng closed the book and looked back, he saw such a picture: Tong Yan was holding the book, but his eyes brushed the edge of the book and fell straight to his own feet. The feet moved very flexibly.

Nie Zheng: "..." Okay, I can play a show myself.

Quietly got up, went to stand in front of the boy, "Nice feet?"

Tong Yan didn't even raise his head, "It's not pretty, do you think I have a hallux valgus?"

Nie Zheng suddenly felt the sun was blazing, and his breathing was difficult, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, "I think it looks normal, does the book look good?"

As soon as the words fell, Tong Yan jumped up in shock, trying to fool the matter with a haha, "It's nice, Mr. Nie, do you think my thumb is really not everted? My foot hurt just now."

Nie Zheng turned and left without saying a word, and suddenly came up with an idea: he'd better not have children in his life, and if he bumped into such a bear, he should put more trouble on himself.

He firmly believed that he had to use high-handed tactics to deal with brats, so in the next few mornings, Tong Yan was forced to stay in the study by him.

After half an hour, I turned around to look, okay, the brat was distracted again, and Nie Zheng coughed hard.

Tong Yan suddenly came back to his senses, scratched his hair in distress, and cursed in his heart.Things went awry, and he lived long enough to discover that he had a fake brain!

Regardless of whether his brain is fake or not, Tong Yan still has a face to look at. For twenty years, chickens and dogs jumped over it. When it was time for him to show off his face, it was time for director Liu's new film to take makeup photos.

Director Zheng accompanied him that day, and there were quite a lot of people in the studio. Even if Director Zheng was there, seniority would be ranked first. Tong Yan dressed up in full armor and waited for 10 minutes before arriving at him. Then, change Dressed up and waited for a long time.

Seeing the familiar faces we often see on TV, but not seeing Ling Qinghua, the male lead actor of this play and his boyhood idol, Tong Yan asked Director Zheng with some disappointment, "Isn't Teacher Ling Qinghua coming?"

Director Zheng looked up and down Tong Yan's attire. He was dressed in white with wide sleeves, and the tree was facing the wind. He said meaningfully: "He is a big guy, and it's normal to play a big name. You'll know after a long time. It's better if he's not here today."

On the other side, someone else's assistant had already gone to look at the photo editor, Tong Yan said, "Why don't we go and have a look?"

Director Zheng said: "Now that you are being cultivated into a flower, no one outside cares about it, so let's just make do with it. For a newcomer, it's okay to suppress it if you want to promote it."

It's okay with your sister, but the seniors have this opinion, so Tong Yan can't say much.

But on the way back, Director Zheng mysteriously took out two photos from his coat pocket, spread them out with his hands, and said, "Don't tell me, it really looks like that."

Tong Yan looked at the color of the photo, and jumped at it happily, "How did you get it? Show me."

Director Zheng raised the photo to the top of his head, "You can't spread the makeup photo casually... hey, don't grab it, call me brother and I'll give it to you."

"Grandpa——" Tong Yan pulled the photo into his hand in an instant, "—a ball."

This is his first serious makeup photo. There are two photos, one in a robe and the other in armor.No matter how Tong Yan looked at him, he was handsome and lively, and he couldn't hold back, so when he went to meet Nie Zheng at the door in the evening, he was there.

So there was no accident at all. This day Nie Zheng got out of the car and heard a voice: "Mr. Nie."

Tong Yan came out along the path in front of the court, full of smiles that were not usual, with his hands behind his back, as if holding something, pretending to be cool.

Nie Zheng strode into the house, "Is there something good?"

Tong Yan didn't speak, and went straight into the living room, holding two photos behind his back, and stretched out in front of Nie Zheng from the side.

Nie Zheng didn't understand, so when he took a look, his eyes were immediately drawn, and he had to say that Tong Yan really had a face that could survive by showing off.

But if you look closely, it’s not right. In the photo, Tong Yan is wearing a battle armor. He has handsome features and a heroic spirit, but he really doesn’t have a proper shape. He is carrying a sword on his shoulder, and he is raising his chin arrogantly. There is a grass in his mouth, which looks good Is good-looking, but ruffian.

This is really, adding enough drama to myself.

Nie Zheng wanted to point it out, but turned to look at the shining eyes of the deity, obviously expecting praise, and suddenly felt that it was better not to throw cold water on the head.I'll save it for later, since the filming didn't start anyway.

But although he was as serious and expressionless as usual, Tong Yan still keenly caught the moment when his brows were lowered.

Tong Yan smiled slightly, "What?"

Nie Zheng bluntly said: "You are playing a nobleman, how can you be a soldier?"

Tong Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Nie Zheng hadn't read the script, so he might have misremembered it. "It's not an aristocrat. This is a servant of a doctor's family. He has a cynical personality. Later, he went to the army to make contributions, and he became like a soldier in the barracks."

So this children's book really didn't go into it. Nie Zheng said seriously: "In that era, nobles had the right to serve in the military. So this person is a servant of a doctor, not a slave, and a low-ranking noble is also a noble. Demeanor is what matters, you won’t look like a ruffian, a photo is nothing, you have to pay attention when filming.”

Tong Yan was speechless, speechless.No wonder the costumes in another still photo are pretty dainty.

Nie Zheng said, "Should I study for acting?"

Tong Yan was startled.

Nie Zheng continued to question: "Do you still dare to be distracted in the future?"

Tong Yan was a little discouraged, thinking that he looked like a fake brain when he read the book, and said distressedly: "I didn't mean to be distracted on purpose, the book is too boring, I can only read it for half an hour at most, and then I don't know where to go. Can't live."

This is the truth. When reading that kind of book, he felt like a crazy wild horse in his heart. He would go out and run desperately every half an hour at most. continue.

Nie Zheng's eyes darkened: "At most half an hour?"

Tong Yan suddenly felt bad, "...Then, 35 minutes?"

Nie Zheng looked at the immaturity between his brows, and suddenly lost the thought of blaming him, "It's not your fault, it's the responsibility of upbringing. Was your home very noisy when you were young? But, you have to try your best to overcome it."

These words were earnest, but Tong Yan froze for a moment as if he had been acupunctured, and when he opened his legs again, his posture was a little sluggish, and he was quickly thrown a few steps away by Nie Zheng.

And Nie Zheng turned to the second still photo, and was very surprised at this moment.

The slender and handsome young man was already standing there, his snow-white clothes set off by the deep green of the large bamboo forest behind him, like a carefully crafted movie scene.

This picture is beautiful, but it is a bit evil. The young man's robe is loosely hanging on his body, and his face is so bright that it is almost coquettish.It's just that the two flying thick eyebrows added a bit of handsomeness to him, charming but not feminine at all, like a male fox spirit coming out of a bamboo forest.

He quickly looked away, only to realize that no one was following him, he turned his head subconsciously, and the person who was left behind trotted up to follow, but only paused next to him, smiling like a ruffian, "Mr. Nie, I'll go back to the room first. Goodnight." After saying all in one go, he walked towards the other side of the room like the wind.

Nie Zheng was still holding the still photo in his hand, not knowing what happened.

Through a door, Tong Yan sat down in front of the window without even turning on the light.

Nie Zheng's eyes are really poisonous, what he said is really true.

My home was very noisy when I was young, but is there any red light district in this world that is not noisy?

It's not a wide street, with KTVs and hair salons next to each other on both sides.Before it was dark, the red, green and green lights illuminated a street like a monster's cave, and all kinds of music screamed together, and it was impossible to hear what it was. Tong Yanyan was worried about letting him go home alone. He spent there from afternoon to night.

The deepest memory is that there is a small bench behind the bar just for him, sitting there and looking out of the glass door, there are always legs wrapped in silk stockings, black, flesh-colored, good-looking, not good-looking...

At first he was only as tall as Tong Yanyan's legs, so when he saw his mother going to the room, he could only hug Tong Yanyan's legs.

"Mom...don't go."

"Stinky boy, be obedient, wait for mom and uncle to come out after drinking and take you to buy chicken legs to eat."

"I won't eat, please don't go in, okay, who is that man?"

"It's my friend. You sit here and I'll buy you new clothes tomorrow."

He grew up well since he was a child, and people who saw him in the store always had a bad taste for him.

"Xiao Douding, your mother is happy with the man, and I don't want you anymore."

At that time, he didn't know what happiness was, but he felt that this sentence was not good, so he smashed it with things and kicked it with his feet.

Later, when he went to school, the things on the screen in the hall were always more fun than homework.

"What are you looking at, brat? Have you done your homework?"

"I do not know."

"I won't be careful when the teacher slaps you."

"It's just two hits anyway."

There was a lot of laughter inside and outside the bar, "This little clever ghost."

……

Tong Yan sat on the ground for a long time, turned his head, and had to stretch his neck to reach the moonlight on the window sill.

Up to now, he doesn't know what the relationship between not being able to read books has anything to do with being too noisy at home, but he is indeed a little bastard from the red-light district, and maybe his background is really a fucking thing that penetrates into the bone marrow.

He also knew that what Tong Yanyan did was looked down upon, but he was very happy when he was a child, a woman took care of the child by herself, and Tong Yanyan had already given him everything she could.

He can't say anything!No one can say anything!

Early the next morning, Tong Yan was not seen until Nie Zheng appeared at the dining table, and he did not make a sound.The female secretary said: "Don't wait, Xiao Tong went out to get the script early in the morning, and the work is still done."

That night, Nie Zheng came back early. Seeing him watching TV in the living room downstairs, the female secretary suddenly felt that the sun was coming out from the west, and Tong Yan was still at home. posted on.

She asked incredulously, "Just yourself?"

Nie Zheng showed no expression, his eyes were still fixed on the screen, "Why not?" Having said that, he still began to doubt what he said yesterday was serious.

It was purely his personal management problem. Nie Zheng would naturally clean up when the people around him were in need of cleaning up, but Tong Yan was not that bad in cleaning up yesterday, and Nie Zheng would not allow himself to bully a child for no reason.

Half an hour later, Nie Zheng still went upstairs, went back to his room, took the still photo up to Tong Yan's door and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and Tong Yan stood in front of him, seemingly surprised for a moment, and soon smiled sternly.

Nie Zheng ignored the indecency, "Can I go in and talk?"

Tong Yan smiled even more.OK, what's wrong?It's not just about entering a room, it's okay for you to enter me.

The author has something to say: Xiaotong didn't blame Nie Zheng for anger, he went to the wrong side to lick his wounds and worked hard.

He is very stubborn.

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He was actually raised by his mother, and like him, it's not that his mother can't do other things to make a living. He chose to work in that industry because he was also crooked, but Xiaotong saw that the fucking filter was too thick In his heart, his mother did that kind of thing to support him because he had no other way out. She was the greatest mother.

So I didn't dare to reprimand, and even felt that despising that industry in front of his mother was poking his mother's heart.

I can only come out to make money by myself so that his mother can get out as soon as possible.

He basically defends the people he puts in his heart indiscriminately, regardless of right or wrong.

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No matter how ghostly Mr. Nie is, he actually longs for this kind of company in his heart. After all, no one loves his mother, and a person who is on his side regardless of right or wrong has never appeared in his life.

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For the favor of Tong Yingdi? ? ? ? ? _(:з」∠)_