Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

The university town is quite a distance from the old street where Wen Shichu lived. It is difficult to wait for the bus at night. Wen Shichu usually rides a shared bicycle there. It costs about five or six yuan for a round trip, but it is much cheaper than taking a taxi.

At night in the university town, the food stalls and barbecue stalls usually do a good job. Except for the occasional residents nearby who come here for a few meals, college students usually choose this place after their evening classes or dinner parties. It is affordable and has an atmosphere. .

The outdoor stalls made of wood are not open to the air, but are transparent on all sides. The owner of the barbecue stall is extremely busy. When Wen Shichu arrived, the seats were already half full.

Today is Friday, and there will be many more people than usual.

"Xiao Chu is here. When I finish baking this in my hand, send it to table number 2, and send two bottles of cold beer over."

The boss, surnamed Li, was a half-bald middle-aged man. He smiled when he saw Wen Shichu.

Ever since Wen Shichu came to work for his barbecue stall, there have been many more customers, most of them female students.

Although Wen Shichu is in his late twenties and his skin hasn't been taken care of much, his beauty is exquisite. Those female college students like to peek at Wen Shichu, so sometimes even if they don't eat barbecue, they still have to look at Wen Shichu. The beauty of the prosperous age came from the beginning, and by the way, I bought a dozen skewers of mutton skewers and packed them.

Unbeknownst to Wen Shichu, he has a nickname in the school forum in this university town called: Little Prince of BBQ.

At this time, the little barbecue prince was digging through the freezer: "Boss Li, do you want the cold beer in cans or bottles?"

Not far away, a table of female college students stared infatuatedly at Wen Shichu's handsome profile, and shouted together: "We'll drink what you have!"

When Wen Shichu heard the girl's voice, he was not surprised, and went over with a barbecue, with two bottles of room temperature beer under his arm.

He put the beer on the table: "Girls drink less beer, don't drink cold ones, it's not good for your health."

"Hmm, Chuchu is so gentle today, boss, I want another [-] skewers of mutton skewers, pack them up and take them away, remember to give Chuchu a raise!"

Boss Li responded cheerfully, "Okay."

"It would be great if my boyfriend was half as considerate as Chuchu. Last time my aunt came and bought me an iced coke. I was so angry that I ignored him for a long time. Finally, I reluctantly forgave him for buying me Chanel lipstick."

"Chuchu, I have something I want to tell you, are you buried together?"

……

Most of these girls were just talking for fun, Wen Shichu also understood, and left after a few words with a smile.

Not long after, several boys on mountain bikes stopped in front of Boss Li's food stall, found a seat and sat down.

Wen Shichu greeted him with the menu.

"Give us a case of beer first." A young man with green hair took off his helmet and spoke arrogantly.

"Okay, wait a minute." Wen Shichu put down the menu and brought over a case of beer.

During the free time to order food, the stern-eyed young man sitting next to Lumao said, "Ah, Lumao, have you heard that the crew of "Qin Han Mingyue" will come to our school to cast a role tomorrow!"

"Qin Han Mingyue? What's the matter?" Another fat man sat lazily: "Look at how excited you are, isn't it just a crew? The crew who came to Didu Film and Television University to find someone to act in a play hasn't been in a year. There are eighteen out of twenty, so there's nothing unusual about it."

The chubby man is telling the truth. Imperial City Film and Television University is the top film and television institution in China. Every year, many film crews come here to find actors.

The green hair shook his hair: "Really? Qin Han Mingyue? Oh, I have to wash the green hair on my head after the barbecue. I heard that this IP is very valuable."

The slightly fat man became interested: "Is it worth the money? What is the background of this crew?"

Seeing the fat man looking at him, he said, "Brother fat, you are a third-year senior at the Imperial Film and Television University, don't you even know this? This is a drama adapted from an online novel. There are tens of millions of fans of the original book, and the animation adapted by Qin Han Mingyue was ranked first in the annual ranking of Guoman last year!"

Hearing this, the chubby man finally couldn't sit still: "Fuck, I'm going to watch anime overnight to see if there are any characters suitable for my figure..."

The slightly chubby man shook his fat waist and started to search for relevant information on the mobile phone.

Wen Shichu took the menus ordered by these college students, handed them to Boss Li, and then asked the stern-eyed young man under the pretext of opening the beer cap: "Handsome guy, when will the crew you're talking about come tomorrow? "

"It should be in the evening, around five or six o'clock." The young man with hanging eyes looked up and saw Wen Shichu: "What's the matter, brother, do you have an idea?"

"I'm just curious, I like this anime quite a bit." Wen Shichu rolled his eyes in confusion.

The green-haired young man smiled: "My little brother looks good, it's not that we look down on you, it's just that we are looking for actors from the Imperial Capital Film and Television University. The first requirement is to be from the Imperial Capital Film and Television University. Little brother, you may have some hope if you play a little bit."

Wen Shichu was not annoyed: "Your beer is finished."

"Xiao Chu, come and refill two bottles of beer for guest No. 1."

Boss Li shouted at the top of his voice, Wen Shichu took note of the time in his mind, wiped his hands and hurried over.

the other side.

Dihua Entertainment Group, top floor, [-]th floor.

In the pitch-black CEO's office, majestic beauty and black majesty co-exist, pervading the entire office.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the man in the wheelchair overlooked the city scenery outside the window. In those cold green eyes, thousands of feet of ice condensed, which was gloomy and chilling.

The assistant outside knocked on the door and entered.

"Mr. Qi, director Jiang Tao asked me to give you this document regarding the entry of the "Qin Han Mingyue" crew into the campus tomorrow, please sign it."

Against the moonlight, the man's figure exuded a mysterious and treacherous luster. The assistant did not dare to approach casually, holding the document nervously, and stood respectfully at the door.

Until, the man said: "Turn on the light."

The little assistant hurriedly turned on the light and handed over the document with both hands.

After roughly flipping through the documents, Qi Xiao held a custom-made signature pen with the cap on, and tapped on the signature: "Which school?"

"Return to Mr. Qi, the Imperial Capital Film and Television University." The little assistant knew that Mr. Qi had just returned to China and didn't know much about the domestic environment, so he added: "The Imperial Capital Film and Television University is the highest film and television university in China today. For those who can be ranked, please rest assured Mr. Qi, even if you can't choose the protagonist, you can still find good seedlings."

This time I went to the Imperial Capital to cast a cast, not only to throw an olive branch to the Imperial Capital Film and Television University, but also to prepare for the Star Entertainment Company to find high-quality artists.

"Emperor Capital... Film and Television University." The man's movement of tapping the pen stopped abruptly.

A memory that has been sealed for a long time seems to have opened the box, trying to close it again, but the things inside have already slipped out.

The boy's appearance was like a web in his mind, and the spider slowly spun its silk, finally presenting that indelible image in his mind.

If he remembers correctly, Wen Shichu should be a senior this year, and he will be graduating soon.

After hastily signing the name, the little assistant went out with the document and turned off the light.

Under the night, Qi Xiao left his desk and looked at his legs by the night light of the city.

Compared with five years ago, these legs, which looked no different from normal people, were more or less conscious.

However, it is still impossible to stand without a support.