He walks the career path in Shurachang

The people who were still laughing at Shang Heng just now have nothing to say at this moment. I didn't expect that among the newcomers in the room, the "useless" Shang Heng was the first to become popular, although so far there is only one that is not very eye-catching. hot search.

But that was the real enthusiasm, not the marketing that the company bought for him.

Shang Heng turned on his phone, logged into social media and registered a new account. The user name was only a string of irregular numbers, a blank avatar, and an empty Weibo. The followers were all given by the system. It's still a cheap machine brush.

Click on the trending search of the bodyguard without makeup, the most popular is a dynamic picture taken at a close distance, the owner of the po is not even a big V, just an ordinary groupie, one of the reporters at the venue that day, and there are only a hundred interactions on weekdays. It suddenly became popular, reposted over 2 times, and the interaction data is still rising.

In just four seconds of movement, Shang Heng turned his face sideways, lowered his eyes, smiled lightly, his jaw line was smooth, his brow bones were sharp and angular, and the bright light from the venue streamed on his face, forming a small three-dimensional butterfly shadow under his nose .

At the last second, he vaguely glanced at the camera, and the animation stopped abruptly when his eyes met, as if he was staring at people outside the screen.

"This little brother himself is more handsome than in the camera. He seems to be shining. He is definitely the most handsome guy I have seen this year. He is actually the bodyguard next to President Gu. I don't know who to envy for a while. When I have money , I also want to find such a bodyguard to keep by my side every day!"

The only pity is that this moving picture is not considered high-definition. The regretful PO owner is looking for a high-definition picture of this mysterious wealthy bodyguard with the mentality of trying casually while sucking up his face.

It was probably because there were too many reporters surrounding Gu Lin and Shang Heng that night. Unexpectedly, someone actually posted a high-definition photo in the comment area, and it was constantly liked by others. To add, it passed ten times and hundreds of times. After one night There are seven or eight more pictures, and there are all kinds of angles.

The entire comment area and forwarding area have become a large-scale gathering scene:

"Ah, little brother, come and be my bodyguard, the one who can't leave every step!"

"Click to see the fairy without makeup."

"Hey, why is my screen dirty?"

"When I have money, I will definitely buy a po owner who can take high-definition pictures of handsome guys!"

"I want to know all the information about this little brother within an hour!"

After this topic became popular, other entertainment bloggers began to follow up and forward it one after another. Shang Heng swiped the screen of his phone silently and quickly browsed the information on the homepage.

Sister Li turned off the projection TV, and took a meaningful look at Shang Heng: "It's a good topic, and I will arrange a time for you to show your face later. Since you can't sing or dance, some talk shows, reality shows, etc. Variety shows may suit you."

Someone snorted sourly, and beeped softly: "If I had money, I would also buy trending searches every day."

"Do you still have money to be a bodyguard?"

Sister Li's complexion darkened: "Instead of hurting others here, why not think about your future path and weigh your own weight. There are as many newcomers who enter the entertainment industry every day as Jiang Zhiqing, but there are only a few who make it to the top."

"Let me put my ugly words first, our company is not for charity, and the opportunities for you are limited. If you can't afford it, you should change careers as soon as possible, so as not to delay your youth."

The young man who spoke just now was wearing a row of silver earrings in his left ear. Sister Li glanced at him and lowered his head. He still swiped his phone in disbelief, and secretly climbed up the trumpet to give Shang Heng a topic. There are a few posts on the homepage that he doesn't like, and he likes it.

Sister Li ignored him again: "From this afternoon, the company will arrange some training for newcomers, I hope everyone will take it seriously."

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As a pure newcomer from grassroots, Shang Heng spent the first day of dreaming, filling in tedious forms, training, and listening to lectures, a serious manager.

On the surface, the newcomers who are happy but have their own thoughts, and the complicated rules of the entertainment industry remind Shang Heng of the days when he was a fledgling and just entered the workplace.

It was almost dusk when Shang Heng left Huaimeng Building.

The red sunset glow fluctuates among the clouds, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the golden glory among the tall buildings.

Shang Heng held a real estate agency leaflet and stopped on the busy street. Although he felt sorry for the rent paid to the landlady, he would definitely not be able to go back to live in the "home" where his adoptive parents lived in the old building, but he would look for it soon. Not finding the apartment he wanted really gave him a headache.

Shang Heng touched the shriveled wallet in his pocket, he couldn't stay in the hotel all the time.

While hesitating, the phone vibrated twice, it was a refund text message, Shang Heng was a little surprised, the landlady actually returned the rent he had just paid up?

Followed by a call reminder, it turned out to be Rongzhi.

Shang Heng raised his eyebrows. Among the male supporting roles in the original book, only his "childhood sweetheart" appearance made him a little worried. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he tried to rely on the original owner. As for the appearance, I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain if there are flaws.

Especially the deep eyes of the other party, which look gentle and elegant on the surface, but always feel as if they are looking at others through themselves.

After thinking about it, he connected the phone immediately: "Hello, I'm Shang Heng."

"It's me, Rong Zhi. Have you received the money? I haven't had the chance to thank you in person for saving my mother last time. I don't need the rent. It's not easy for you to work outside alone."

The other party's gentle and laughing voice revealed a steady rhythm, which made the audience involuntarily calm amidst the hustle and bustle.

"If you want to rent a house, I have a vacant house, you can consider it."

Shang Heng casually looked down at the vacant house on the agent's flyer, and was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "How do you know that I'm renting a house alone?"

The voice on the other end of the phone laughed softly: "Look up, look to the left."

Shang Heng suddenly looked back, under the street lights, a dark blue Lexus was parked by the side of the road, Rong Zhi stood in front of the car window and waved to him, wearing a shirt and trousers in a very elegant style.

Shang Heng opened his mouth, and saw the other party pointing to his back from the air, Shang Heng turned his head, and behind him was a chain of real estate agencies, from which he had just come out.

He walked towards the Lexus quickly, and Rong Zhi calmly opened the car door for him. Shang Heng had only come to say hello, but for some reason, he sat in the passenger seat as a matter of course under the other party's signal.

"Why are you here?" Shang Heng buckled up his seat belt helplessly.

Rong Zhi smiled lightly and said, "The firm I work for happens to be nearby."

He adjusted the rearview mirror, the setting sun slanted in from the car window, and the clear glasses on the bridge of his nose reflected a thin layer of warm light.

"The vacant house I told you is over there. It is the apartment I lived in before. It is temporarily vacant. I can lend it to you first. If you are not used to living in it, you can find a place to move."

Shang Heng was speechless for a moment: "How many houses does your family have?"

Rong Zhi gently pushed his glasses: "Those are all my parents', only this is my own, so I can make the decision."

The words of Shang Heng's polite refusal were on his lips, but Rong Zhi stopped him first: "We are old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, with me, you don't have to be so polite. Besides, I'm not living here for nothing, waiting for you If you have more money, it won’t be too late to pay the rent.”

Shang Heng: "..." Brother, this is actually the second time we have met.

Of course, this cannot be said.Shang Heng really had nowhere to go right now, and this timely rain had to explain his urgent needs.

He had no choice but to thank: "Then I will be disrespectful."

As soon as the flower tone fell, his stomach let out a growl, and Shang Heng met Rong Zhi's gaze in embarrassment. He had been busy all day and hardly ate anything.

"Are you hungry?" Rong Zhi took out two snacks from the back seat, "Eat something to fill your stomach first."

Shang Heng looked down, there was a durian egg tart and a grape tart.

He subconsciously raised his hand towards his favorite grape, and suddenly remembered that what the original owner liked was the durian flavor that he hated the most. When he was too poor to afford it when he was a child, his neighbor Rongzhi secretly distributed the snacks at home to him. he.

In his hand, Lu Shengsheng changed the target, took the portion of durian, thanked him, and managed to stuff it into his mouth under Rong Zhi's gaze.

"Isn't it delicious?" Rong Zhi smiled slightly, "If I remember correctly, it should be your favorite food."

Shang Heng was very moved: "...delicious."

"I'll take you there to have a look. It's a 10-minute journey."

The car Rongzhi drives is smooth and stable, like an instrument with precise calculations. It does not preempt, does not stop, and habitually slows down even at intersections where no one is around. When the car is parked downstairs, Shang Heng looks down at his phone. Minutes, the error is accurate to within half a minute.

"Did you not bring any luggage?" Rong Zhi led him upstairs.

Shang Heng shrugged indifferently: "I'm all alone."

There are only two households on each floor of this apartment, and most of the residents are white-collar workers in office buildings, with complete anti-theft security.

Rongzhi's apartment is a duplex with two living rooms, simple decoration in black and white tones, practical and beautiful furnishings, and the style and taste of the owner everywhere.

"By the way, there is one more thing I think I should let you know." Rong Zhi took him for a brief tour and put the key on the shoe cabinet, "Recently, you'd better not go back to the old building, the debt collection company your adoptive parents provoked." People are watching so closely that you don’t even dare to turn on the lights at night.”

Shang Heng remained silent, and wisely did not ask the other party how he knew that the lights in his house were not turned on at night.

Rong Zhi explained the trivial matters of life in detail, especially regarding the kitchen, Shang Heng felt bitter, the original owner was very good at housework and cooking, compared with him, his own craftsmanship was mediocre, At most, it is barely enough to fill the stomach.

Fortunately, Rong Zhi kindly bid farewell and did not ask to stay for dinner.

Shang Heng stood at the door: "I'll take you downstairs."

Rong Zhi's pupils behind the lens were slightly bent into a crescent moon, and under the stunned eyes of the other party, Shi Shiran opened the door of the apartment on the opposite side of the corridor.

He explained unhurriedly: "I almost forgot to tell you that the two houses on this floor belong to me. If there is anything to do, knock on the door and I will hear it."

Shang Heng showed a "surprised" smile: "...that's really great."

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