How to turn the tide at a critical moment

That meal, Wen Wen had enough.Xu Hanbai's long-lost contempt when he paid the money made Wen Wen feel refreshed for a long time.

However, because this meal was too rich, Wen Wen called it "the last supper".

Because from then on, Wen Wen felt that he had basically run out of food, and began to live a life with one meal at a time.

Mo Chongbing didn't have much time to prepare for that episode, Wen Wen didn't stop from morning to night, running back and forth between the radio station and Fengyu.

I can only stuff some tasteless bread and milk into my mouth every day.Wen Wen, who has always had high standards for food, ate these things every day for a few days, and the smell almost made him vomit.But in two or three days, Wen Wen's dreams began to line up for those big meals that Xu Hanbai brought him to eat.

But even though he was going back and forth between Fengyu and the radio station, Wen Wen didn't see Xu Hanbai many times.

Xu Hanbai didn't know what kind of shit luck he was on. Variety shows or songs were produced one after another, and it was said that sometimes he traveled between three cities within two days.

Several times, Wen Wen was in the tutoring room, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a slender figure standing outside the door, looking indifferently for a few seconds.

After meeting his gaze, Xu Hanbai nodded slightly and left.

"Look at what?" Teacher Chen, who was tutoring Wen Wen, subconsciously looked towards the door where Wen Wen was fascinated, but saw nothing.

"Look at my way home from get off work." Wen Wen explained.

"..."

Mr. Chen is a retired TV host. He has good friends with some leaders of Fengyu. After retirement, he doesn't want to be idle. He runs to the company every day when he has nothing to do, looking for something to do.

So Wen Wen felt that the generation gap between them was too serious.After all, his dream is to eat snacks at home until his teeth fall out and lie down in a coffin when he gets old.

"...Why are you still drooling at the door?" Teacher Chen was puzzled.

Since Mr. Chen is so shameless to ask, Wen Wen can only explain, "I seem to have seen roasted chicken wings in honey sauce, sauced pig's trotters, beef fillet with black pepper, roast duck, and milk tea desserts saying hello to me just now."

"..." Mr. Chen was getting old, and he got angry and blew his beard and stared, "How bad is your foundation, you still have food in your mind, hurry up and free up your brain capacity to learn something! Do you think I want to do this kind of job of driving ducks to the shelves? How old is it, and I still have to push it like a primary school student, my grandson is ten years old and more conscious than you."

The more Mr. Chen said, the more heartbroken he became. After all, old people have a common characteristic of "everyone in the world is my grandson".

Wen Wen snorted: "I believe my grandson was very self-conscious when he was ten years old."

"..."

Teacher Chen put the book aside, took off his glasses and threw it on the table. He looked like an old professor about to strike, but his old eyes stared at Wen Wen, and his wrinkled face suddenly opened: "You, you Young people are not suitable to be anchors, and even less suitable to come to this kind of entertainment company...The current company can't learn as much as before!"

"Well, actually my dream is to be taken care of, to make money while lying down... I don't know where schools can learn such skills. The diversified development of this world is still immature." Wen Wen sighed, worrying about the country and the people .

Teacher Chen is getting old, and his ability to accept new things is no longer good, so he is sure that Wen Wen is joking.

His face wrinkled, and he scolded again: "...that's so ugly! You, the anchor, can still support your family, and it's not that bad. But if you want to become an anchor star... .That's going a little too far."

Teacher Chen thought for a while, and was rambling again, still harboring the kindness of the elderly in his heart, thinking of encouraging the younger generation: "Actually, I have listened to your program, and I have made great progress during this period of time."

"Oh, this..." Wen Wen said mysteriously, "Actually, there is an expert pointing it out."

Teacher Chen also lowered his voice cooperatively, and asked, "What kind of expert?"

"A student majoring in broadcasting at the University of the Arts is very tall, about 1.9 meters."

"......"s student?Teacher Chen's face was wrinkled into a surprised expression, but he choked for a long time.

After a long time, I became angry again, "What kind of student, you have been in the society for many years, and you still need to be taught by an inexperienced college student, are you ashamed! Any company that signs you will lose all face... .”

The old man hums, he likes to talk about his face and dignity the most.But as he talked, he looked at Wen Wen suspiciously, and his voice became quiet again, as if he was thinking about something.

Things like face and dignity have been piled up by Wen Wen into an indestructible thick skin. At this time, the surprised and innocent look on his face made people itch: "He is not a girl, nor is Zhong Xuanyi, why should I be shy... ...Teacher, my shyness is very precious."

"My student, an inexperienced brat, what can I hand in? Is the university teacher talking nonsense?" In front of the experienced teacher Chen, all the knowledge of the senior professors in the university became "nonsense." .

"Xu Hanbai is only in his twenties. Didn't you say that he is much better than many people in their 40s and [-]s!" Wen Wen did not forget to slap the old man who was proud of himself.

Teacher Chen didn't appreciate it, "He is young, has solid knowledge, has ideas, and is different!"

"Zhang Yang is also young, knowledgeable and has ideas!" Wen Wendao, "He trained me. We determined a key word and opened a book at random. He could quote every sentence in the book within three sentences. To the key words. And one afternoon, from his countless three sentences, I learned about a week's worth of astronomy, geography, history, literature, physics and chemistry from the documentary channel."

"...Wen Wen, I've always felt that your words are exaggerated. It's not okay to host a show like this."

"...And the book we opened is Marx." Wen Wen continued.

Teacher Chen looked at Wen Wen with his old eyes for a long time.

With nearly 40 years of experience as a host, at this moment, I can only end the topic that cannot be continued with one sentence, "...keep learning and keep learning! You guy, the more you talk, the more you go, this anchor is the show! It's like chatting with an old man under the shade of a tree..."

But in the middle of the training class, Teacher Chen obviously felt a lump in his heart, which was really uncomfortable.

Unable to restrain the curiosity of an old man meddling in other people's business, he always asked awkwardly and seriously, "That student, is he really good?"

If Wen Wen can improve so much in a short period of time, even if it is not as exaggerated as Wen Wen said, the child should still have good abilities.

Wen Wen said vaguely, "Anyway, I won't praise him, because the senior can't make the junior too complacent. And I am a person who looks the same, whether he is present or not, I will never say anything to make him complacent."

...Evidently still need to be taught, but also claiming to be a senior.

"...Wen Wen, although your brain is not fully developed, it can't be because your face is overnourished." Mr. Chen admitted that he was old, but he didn't expect that human face has evolved to such a degree in just a few decades .

He worked overtime day and night, and when Wen Wen rode his small bicycle back to the rented house at night, his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.After all, what you eat can't satisfy your appetite, which means that you can't digest a day's fatigue, and you can't digest a day's knowledge intake.

After locking the bicycle, I just feel hungry, and I want to go upstairs quickly to find some healthy snacks to satisfy my hunger.

He walked home quickly, but from a distance, he saw a person standing in the dark downstairs.

Xu Hanbai?Wen Wen glanced subconsciously, no.

His body silhouette is not as good-looking as Xu Hanbai's, and his standing posture is not as good as Xu Hanbai's. When his back is relaxed, he is still as straight as a poplar.

As he got closer, he saw that eyebrows and eyes were looking this way all the time, making people feel uncomfortable.

In my mind, I was filled with the tragic story of my courtship being rejected and reflecting on my life downstairs, and I was about to pass by people happily.

But the man kept looking at him, and when Wen Wen was about to turn around and go upstairs, the man finally asked, "Excuse me, is this the anchor Wen Wen?"

In the middle of the night, voices came from behind, which always made people feel insecure.

Wen Wen turned around and took a look at the man. At this time, the man was facing the dim light of the corridor, and his facial features were very clear.

...with a square face and a big nose, the face of a gangster boss in a Hong Kong drama.

"No." Wen Wen replied firmly, with a miraculously confused look on his face, "Who is Wen Wen?"

With an indifferent passer-by face, Gao Gao shook his head, raised his foot and was about to leave again.

"..." The man hesitated for a moment, but still chased after him and said politely, "I'm sorry, anchor Wen Wen, I'm the person in charge of Age of Honor. Because anchor Wen Wen has been busy every day recently, I really don't have a chance to talk to you Tan, looking for you at this hour, I really bother you, sorry."

"I'm sorry, I just need to make amends." Suddenly I felt very unwilling to talk to this person, and wanted to leave quickly, so Wen Wen said again, "So I'll leave first."

"Hey! Anchor Wen Wen, although it's really too late now, since I'm here, it's better to explain things clearly first, why don't you... invite me to go up and talk?" The man looked displeased. She looked so embarrassed, but still made this request, "Don't worry, I'm definitely not a bad person. I have a business card here... It's just that this is really not a place to talk."

"Don't, don't!" Wen Wen refused to accept the business card, "Recently, there is a kind of scam, which is probably to accept a stranger's ecstasy business card and then faint... I still don't accept it, I am afraid that I will go bankrupt when I wake up There is no need for our family to go, there are three people in our rented house, and if there is one more, we will not be able to breathe well."

"..." The man had to play the role of knowledge popularization in the face of such ignorant crowd, "It is impossible to have such an effective drug, please rest assured, anchor Wen Wen... I really have something to do If you want to communicate with anchor Wen Wen, anchor Wen Wen will not only not go bankrupt, but also make a lot of money."

"...You're more suspicious if you say that, how many crooks commit crimes by taking advantage of other people's greed for petty gain. I have known this love for petty gain for a long time."

"..." The man's ability to digest words suddenly became slow.

Looking at the time on the phone, he said helplessly: "Anchor Wen Wen has been busy all day, so he must be hungry. Otherwise, I'll treat you to some supper together? You can go to the place where Anchor Wen Wen usually goes for supper, and the place for supper is more lively. Anchor Wen Wen You can let your guard down."

"...I'm not hungry! Let's just stand here and talk, you put it simply." When Wen Wen said this, his heart was pierced. It is always a sin to give up food.

But this person's origin is unknown, and he looks too much like a gangster boss. Wen Wen would never dare to go there alone, after all, he is afraid of death.

...If he grows up like Xu Hanbai, he can consider it.

"..." The man had never had the experience of standing on the dark stairs of other people's houses and talking with them, so he hesitated at this moment.

and full of embarrassment.

"Don't tell me, I'm in a hurry to sleep." Wen Wen yawned.

Up to now, it seems that we can only talk here, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Wen Wen, we have a cheap business here, see if you want to do it?"

Wen Wen raised his eyes and looked at him. Why do people always want to send money to him recently: "How cheap is it? I usually don't do cheap business, but I do big things."

"100 million, anchor Wen Wen only needs to play a little bit of water on the show with Mo Chongbing. How about it? Anyway, you signed with Fengyu just to get through the current situation. For the long-term, the next step must be to slowly get you Instead. The old men over there on the station, after your recent troubles, are more eager to throw the hot potato away."

The man stretched out an index finger: "It won't take a year, anchor Wen Wen, you may face the situation of being abandoned by Fengyu Radio. Our company's 100 million, although not much, also hopes to give anchor Wen Wen some comfort, so that we can build a better future for you." The day is planned."

He is very confident, he is well aware of Wen Wen's current embarrassing situation, and now he can barely get through it, in the future...

It can only be said that fame and opportunity are a blessing or a curse for ordinary people.

The improvement of the program a few months ago is like an ordinary surprise at work, not much, not much.

And eventually, gradually, it becomes possible to be unemployed.

"100 million? It's too little." Wen Wen looked at him and said in surprise, "I have to endure more insults on the Internet, how can 100 million be enough?"

The man said politely: "At least it can let ordinary people leave this narrow and dark old residential building, or live a lazy life without working for a year or two."

"I can leave this residential building now and live a lazy life without working for a year or two!" Wen Wen shook his head, "You are far from the gangsters on TV, why don't you investigate the background of my three generations of ancestors. ...Although it is not a rich second generation who woke up from a bed of 900 million square meters, at least it is a well-off family with a house to live on...I have said it all, and I don’t do cheap business.”

There was no surprise or greed in Wen Wen's eyes, but these words seemed to express a desire.

The man was a little uncertain about his attitude, "Anchor Wen Wen means that he is not satisfied with the price? This is easy to talk about, how much does anchor Wen Wen want?"

The man still felt that there was some drama in his heart, because Wen Wen began to think seriously.

"At least...seven or eight hundred million!" Wen Wenshi said loudly, "By the way, how much is one hundred million? I'm not very good at math."

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said with a dry smile, "Isn't anchor Wen Wen really joking?"

"I'm joking." The man breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to Wen Wen said, "It makes my tens of thousands of real fans sad, seven or eight billion is still too little."

Oh, it turned out to be the reason for this boredom.

The man persuaded: "Anchor Wen Wen's fans are only a few. These fans can't support you, and they don't have much appeal...In this case, anchor Wen Wen can't keep looking at them, but be more for yourself think about it."

"No need." Wen Wen turned around and turned his back to him. The dim light of the stairs softened the stiff back a lot, but his tone sank: "I still choose my fans. Although I don't know why, But I would like to thank you in advance for knowing that I like to be lively and get my name involved in the news. But I still prefer to hang out with idiots."

The man behind him was not surprised. By affirming his company identity, he had already revealed what the company had done.

For ordinary people, it is not difficult to speculate that it is actually a hype event planned by the era of honor.

This Fengyu should also know it well, after all, it is not the first time that several companies are fighting openly and secretly.

"Anchor Wen Wen, I apologize to you on behalf of our company for the past. The sincerity of the apology is reflected in the remuneration. What do you think? People, always look forward. I hope that anchor Wen Wen will still think about the future, maybe I will get it in the end." Actually, it's a blessing. After all, Wen Wen's anchor's salary... shouldn't be too high, right?" The words were smooth and light.

Wen Wen sighed again, "I don't know what a fan means to a celebrity, but to an ordinary person like me, gaining the trust of a group of strangers is like a passer-by picking up someone else's lost treasure. All I can do is to guard the treasure where it is, and wait for the owner to claim it. At this time, you let me eat these trusts... Do you think I will eat everything when I am hungry?"

Because his back was facing away, Wen Wen didn't know the expression on the faces of the people in the age of honor behind him.

After a while, the man's voice came from behind, "I don't think anchor Wen Wen needs to be so fast, you can think about it more."

"No need." It was not a resolute tone to say it, the gentle voice was always so soft and lacking momentum, "Don't come to me again next time, I don't want so many twists and turns and negative plots to appear in my life I don't want the really smart people to steal the show too much in my boring life. It's late, I'm going home first."

After working all day, Wen Wen is already very tired, and now he just wants to go home, eat something, wash and sleep.

Alas, life is really boring, always forcing people to do all kinds of things.

You must force me, a lazy person, to become a model worker, and I must force me, a person who is proud of being shameless, to become a good person standing in a positive position.