Ye Ye Zhiqiu

Tong Zhi stopped at the door of his house with great difficulty, carrying a big bag and a small bag. This kind familiarity made him feel a warm current in his heart.

Tong Ma was cooking, when she heard the knock on the door, she thought it was her husband coming back, she raised her voice in the kitchen and replied: "Wait a minute! Next time, don't go home for dinner without the key!"

Tong Zhi was taken aback by the yelling, then lowered his head and smiled.He hasn't been back for so long, even his mother's anger makes him feel nostalgic.

And the voice that sounded when the door opened was not my mother's: "Dad, you can have a snack...Brother!"

Before he had time to explain, Tong Qiu jumped on top of him.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back!"

Holding the suitcase in one hand and two big bags in the other, Tong Zhi moved into the door with difficulty, with a younger sister hanging on her body.

"I booked the tickets after I was busy yesterday, and I want to give you a surprise, how about it?"

"happy!"

Tong's mother had already come out of the kitchen, and suddenly saw that her son was at a loss, she was taken aback before calling Tong Qiu: "Come down quickly, how grown up is he, what does he look like?"

"Mom." Tong Zhi helped her younger sister to stand upright, walked to Mama Tong, bent down and gave her a hug.

"Hey, good." Mother Tong patted her son on the back, "I didn't say anything in advance when I came back, I didn't prepare anything..."

"No need to prepare anything." Tong Zhi stood up obediently and asked his mother to look him up and down.

"Did you lose weight? You say you, and you are not popular. You can lose weight like others. Look at your sister, she is so fat that she can crush her scales, and she can't shake three bowls of rice every day..."

Tong Zhi: "..."

Tong Qiu: "..."

Mom, your heart-piercing technique is really top-notch...

When Tong's father came back, the family sat down happily to eat together.

"Brother, how long will you stay back? You won't be leaving again in a few days?"

"The company is on holiday. I don't have any plans recently. Maybe I can stay until the Lantern Festival."

He spoke naturally, but Mama Tong suddenly stopped her chopsticks and asked worriedly: "Son, have you encountered any difficulties? You haven't taken such a long vacation in the past few years, have you been caught by that What is it called... what..."

"Xue Zang." Dad Tong answered.

"Yes, yes, this is it, isn't it..."

Tong Qiu almost spit out: "Mom, can you stop watching those soap operas all the time, my brother has a bright future."

Tong Zhi smiled: "Yes, Mom, our company has changed bosses. We just experienced a big change a few days ago, and the remaining artists will re-plan the route. It's just that the early stage operation takes time, so I'll come back and wait for you. don’t worry."

"Oh, that's it." Tong Ma nodded half understanding.After her son entered the entertainment industry, she also tried to understand the industry, but she became more and more obsessed with TV dramas as she learned more and more.

Tong Zhi picked up food for his mother, and when he smiled, he was still the boy they were familiar with. "The company has already eliminated a group of artists before. If I can stay, I won't mess up too badly in the future. Don't worry." After He Cheng took the stage, he vigorously cleared away a large number of high-level executives who were eating vegetarian food and waiting to die. On the 38th line, Tong Zhi was able to stay, only two points depended on luck, but other sweat and hard work, he didn't want to say it to make them feel distressed.

On the other side, Jingchuan.

Yang Jing walked into Chihuang on stiletto heels, and went straight up to the third floor.

As soon as the band members came out of the rehearsal room, they saw a woman in a white suit sitting in the living room.

"Sister Yang, it's so late, what are you doing?" Song Han threw away the sweat tissue, pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Yang Jing. It's unorthodox.

"You guys talk." The girl with a delicate face beside her let go of her clenched wrist, and went straight back to the room to rest.

"Remember to change your clothes when you sleep, and don't turn on the air conditioner too much." Song Han reminded.

"it is good."

Yang Jing was already immune to the two people's daily operations of showing affection. She put the folder in her hand on the coffee table in front of Song Han, "This is the arrangement for the concert."

Song Han turned serious, picked up the folder, glanced at it, and then put it down, "Actually, you can arrange it, I'm too lazy to read these."

"The company is going to make a new plan for artists recently. I am so busy every day that I feel that my mind is not clear. You should take a look and see if there is anything inappropriate."

"Emotional Sister Yang came to my place for vacation." Song Han smiled and got up to pour water for her.

"Excuse me." Yang Jing leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes and rested.

Song Han put down the water glass for her, picked up the file folder and looked at it, chatting with her while reading.

"I heard that you took over another little boy?"

"Listen to what Bei Xiaochi said." Yang Jing opened her eyes, "don't worry, the focus is still on your side. That little boy has some strength, and he is willing to endure hardships. He is a good seed. Even if I don't take over, he will be able to make a difference in the future. .”

"If you can pick it, it's definitely not bad," Song Han looked over, "The final guest of the concert has not been decided yet, let him come?"

Yang Jing sat up straight when she heard the words, "What do you want to do? He is just a little transparent, and he doesn't have more than [-] followers on Weibo." Song Han has already performed several times of coquettish operations that she almost couldn't handle, and now she is like a shadow of a snake. , as soon as I heard her tone, I subconsciously became vigilant.

"I haven't thought about it yet," Song Han smiled, "Don't be nervous, I just want to sell your favor and help newcomers, don't make me think so complicated."

Believe in you, there are ghosts!Who was the one who said he would only play a piano piece before coming on stage but came out in public?

As for her words, the hot search has been hanging up for a full three days, and she still doesn't let her withdraw. Yang Jing had the desire to kill people at that time.

"I'll just say it, you don't agree." Song Han put down the folder, yawned, got up and went upstairs, "I'll go and see my lead singer, you can do what you want."

Yang Jing rolled her eyes at her, took out her phone and opened Weibo.

Others use Weibo to relax, but she uses Weibo every time, but every time she is frightened, she is afraid of seeing any negative news related to her artists. ,” A few words made my hands tremble.

But this time it's okay, she didn't see any sensitive content after flipping through it several times, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

But just as she was about to return to the desktop, she saw two words on the real-time rising trend of the hot search: Tong Zhi.

At that moment, the heart speeded up subconsciously, and various plans in his mind were compiled into ppt scrolling playback.Tong Zhi has only been under her command for three days.Right now it's a little transparent.He really looks like an obedient boy, what can he cause?Smoking, drinking, fighting pornography, gambling and drugs...

It wasn't until the finger clicked on the title that the heart fell to the ground with a bang.

It turned out to be an event organized by a fashion blogger, called "The Beauty in Your Heart". A few photos of Tong Zhi were sent to the blogger by a passer-by. The blogger thought it was good, so he sent a Weibo to blow the rainbow Shit, she already had a lot of fans, but after the pictures were posted, she attracted a wave of passers-by, and they became popular searches after coming and going.

Lu Jinmi: My God!What kind of fairy brother is this!This appearance, this temperament, isn't this the grass next door that God owes me?It's so warm! 【Picture】【Picture】【Picture】

Yang Jing only thought it was a passerby's whim, and didn't expect much when she clicked on the picture, but the moment she saw the big picture, she felt that her old aunt, who had been silent for more than ten years, suddenly moved.

The big boy in the photo is holding a cup of coffee in both hands, facing the camera, his eyes seem to be full of clear springs, his eyelashes just drooping, and his deep facial features make him look docile and harmless at first glance. A second look and A is just right.

Although the photo is amazing, Yang Jing has been in the entertainment circle for more than ten years. After careful observation, I can see that apart from the beauty of the protagonist, there is also a large part of the reason for the excellent quality of the picture. The sense of light and composition make the whole picture reflect a kind of soft warmth.

Song Han pushed open the door, and it was pitch black. The curtains in the blazing room were very thick, and when they were pulled tightly, it changed from noon to midnight in an instant.

There was a little light on the bed, she walked over, sat sideways on the head of the bed, looked at Jing Fan's phone screen, but saw a strange man.

"Who?"

Jing Fan's explanation came to her lips and she swallowed it again. She turned the screen in her hand to Song Han, "How do you look?"

Unexpectedly, Song Han actually got closer to look at it, and looked at it for a long time before answering: "Not bad."

Jing Fan gritted his teeth twice, threw the phone aside, grabbed Song Han by the collar, "Let's fight."

Song Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You told me to watch it, why can't I tell the truth?"

"No!" Jing Fan pulled her by the collar, pulled her in front of his eyes, and kissed her viciously.

After giving up the kiss, Song Han wiped the moisture from the corner of her mouth for her, and also tasted a bit of rust on the tip of his tongue.

"Like a cat, always scratching people."

Jing Fan lazily leaned against her, and explained: "It's the artist that Sister Yang took over, named Tong Zhi."

"She has a good eye." Sensing that the person in her arms had changed her head, she hurriedly made amends: "I mean, that little transparent has only been in her hands for three days and became a trending search, not because she praised him for being handsome."

"He will be our colleague from now on."

"Yeah." Song Han agreed, talked to her slowly, put her to sleep, and then got up and went downstairs.

"Why did you come down again?" Yang Jing was working with the tablet, and was a little surprised to see that she wasn't tired of it.

"Fall asleep, I'll come down to drink a glass of water." Song Han replied, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

"Did you say that Tong Zhi would return to the concert?" Yang Jing asked.

"Forget it," Song Han came out with a cup in his hand, "Because of that hot search just now?"

Hearing the smile in her tone, Yang Jing felt that she shouldn't talk too much, but she still couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Song Han raised his eyebrows: "I have to find a chance to thank him."

"Thanks for what?"

"Sifan's jealous look is very interesting."

Although she couldn't understand what she was talking about, but she saw the obvious crack at the corner of her mouth and realized that she had eaten a mouthful of unknown dog food, Yang Jing: ... Excuse me.

The author has something to say:

Finally, some friends guessed it, it was these two.Cough, I couldn't hold back and sprinkled some food for the two of them...