How to Trap a Fried Puppy

Yes, and then 94 years belong to the dog, which is Wang Jingou. He replied with a smile, comparing the appearance of the puppy's ears with his hands on his head twice.

A long time later, when Mr. Meng was caught by CUE to describe Wang Bowen in a few words in the interview, he remembered this scene. He smiled at the camera and said, Wang Bowen, that is, white, cute, and attractive.

Not long after I came back from the purchase, the store was decorated with a new look by the ingenious sister clerk and Wang Bowen who was busy busy with excitement. Even Mr. Meng, who is usually calm and does not pay attention to festivals, was rarely affected by the festive atmosphere. Several hanging paintings of Christmas elements.

The child sat on the chair next to him and leaned over to look at it. He smiled and said that the painting was okay, but he carefully fanned the undried area with his hands, and then waited until the fuel was completely dry, and took it with a flick. It is more appropriate to hang it on that wall.

Teacher Meng watched him actively pull out the hammer and carefully determine the position of the nail on the wall, and felt that his duplicity was actually quite interesting.

"Xiaobai is cute~" The clerk's sister suddenly appeared beside Meng Rui leisurely, and winked at him meaningfully.

"Go do your work." Teacher Meng looked at her pretending to be angry, but a smile slowly overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

On the night of Christmas Eve, the business in the store was surprisingly good.Even though I had planned to order a few boxes of exquisitely packaged Ping An fruit in advance, they were sold out quickly under the enthusiasm of the students in the school.

Meng Rui looked at Xiaobai and the clerk who were waiting for him to speak, couldn't help laughing, and simply decided to close the store early and go out for supper.

On the bustling snack street, the child saw the cold noodle stall at a glance, and was so happy that he bent his eyes and smiled, "Oh, I like cold noodles the most, and I want to open a cold noodle shop by myself in the future. "

"Northeast baked cold noodle little prince~" the clerk's sister was amused by him and said jokingly.

After eating, send the clerk sister home first, Meng Rui and Xiaobai walk to school, Xiaobai hums a song in a good mood, and finds that Teacher Meng has been watching him, so he can't help but say with a little pride, " I can sing really well."

"Well, it's nice, sing one for me someday." Teacher Meng smiled approvingly.

"Then I have to think about it." Xiao Bai Yang cast a playful glance at him.

When Wang Bowen returned home, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Just after returning to the store to pick up the schoolbag in the store, Meng Rui actually went to the bar and took out a delicately packaged apple from the cabinet. "I saved the best one for you in advance." He said with a sly smile.

Looking at it, it is indeed much better than the ones sold in the store.

Xiaobai looked at the apple in his hand with a smile, took a picture and posted it on Moments, then took off the packaging and washed it, and sat on the sofa while eating and playing with his mobile phone.

The company Weibo account of his heart-throb cousin posted a photo of him attending a dinner party, in a black and white patterned suit and a printed shirt, as handsome and elegant as ever.Even though fans know that the account is managed by the company, they still received a lot of comments, praise and confession.

Xiaobai thought, that's great, his brother only cameo-starred in a few supporting roles in movies during college, and he didn't set foot in the entertainment industry after graduation, and concentrated on taking over the family company.However, it is still remembered by fans, who have been chasing and liking it for so many years.

Even his good brother Zhao Qi is actually his fan.

It suddenly occurred to him that it had been almost a week since Zhao Qi went on a trip in silence.

Late at night, Wang Bowen fell asleep with steady breathing.

The mobile phone on the side cabinet was silently flashing incoming messages in silent mode.

For businessmen, Christmas Eve is far more than limited to the meaning of the festival itself.

Xu Zhanting listened anxiously to the secretary's report on the upcoming itinerary.

Boring receptions in the cloak of charity, no matter how tired he is of the eccentric business circles and making friends with each other, he can't just refuse the company's image.

The only good news is that his good friend Zhong Ziqi will also be present. Xu Zhanting feels a lot better when he thinks of him being aggrieved by pretending to be a high-cold director in front of others.

Xu Zhanting even wanted to run up to him immediately, and said with a sneer, seeing that you are not doing well, I am relieved.

The car drove smoothly and drove towards the magnificent castle hotel.

When he appeared at the reception in a fine attire with a polite smile, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Apart from the title of the boss of one of the best entertainment companies in the industry, Xu Zhanting himself has enough capital to amaze everyone.

He is of Chinese-Russian mixed blood, and he did not inherit the burly temperament of the fighting nation, but he fully conforms to the oriental aesthetics. The just right muscles make him look slender and full of strength. His half-long hair is loosely tied behind his head, revealing his fairness. Some pale face.

He is obviously a person with cold feelings, but he has a pair of extremely affectionate, dark green eyes like deep lake water.

While greeting the people around him politely, he quickly glanced over the crowd, and found Zhong Ziqi who was holding a glass of wine with a cold face and pretending to be aggressive.

The two hit it off and hid on the terrace to chat.

Zhong Ziqi's suit, which had been ironed to fit him, was ripped and crumpled by him at this moment. He simply untied his tie and complained impatiently, "What a crap party, I'm so bored."

Xu Zhanting looked at him with distaste, "Speak well, and I'll clean up the mess for you if someone photographs it."

"Aren't you a skilled worker? Besides, I pretended to be serious. I don't know where I came from recently. I'm a paparazzi. I feel like I'm being followed wherever I go."

"Paparazzi, I always feel that someone is staring at me recently." Xu Zhanting frowned slightly displeased.

"Aren't you a paparazzi?" Zhong Ziqi stretched out his arm and slapped him, "Here, that, the waiter next to the stairs, coming from you, his eyes look like they are on you."

Xu Zhanting looked in the direction and met the man's focused gaze. Before he could see his face clearly, the man quickly hid in the noisy crowd in the banquet hall.

"It's not good to be too popular, my heartthrob." Zhong Ziqi teased him angrily.

Xu Zhanting raised his leg and kicked him with all his strength, frowned and said, "Hurry up, don't bother me."

Zhong Ziqi pretended not to hear it, he smoked a cigarette as if nothing had happened, and hummed a few repetitive lines of lyrics.

And Xu Zhanting didn't speak any more, looking boredly at the few scattered stars in the sky not far away.

☆、Chapter 7

Economics 301 classroom is conducting a final exam.

As time passed, students stopped writing and handing in papers and left one after another. The huge classroom seemed a bit empty, and the invigilator who was sitting quietly by the podium also started to walk around the classroom, looking at the students who were still writing hard from time to time. them.

There is less than half an hour until the end of the exam.

At the moment, there are only a dozen students left in the examination room, and most of them are already doing the final paper examination.

There is only one lying on the table, sleeping.

Meng Rui smiled and walked to him with light footsteps.

His face was completely buried in his arms, only a furry head was exposed, and there were a few dull hairs standing tremblingly on the back of his head.He was tall, and with his long legs, he could only curl up under the table aggrievedly, making the whole posture look uncomfortable.

Meng Rui picked up the complete test paper that he put aside to answer, and the smile on the corner of his mouth inadvertently spread violently.

The child is a serious person, and he answered well on the contents of the test paper, and even tried his best to make the handwriting and format neat and clean.

Even if the teacher gave him the opportunity to tutor, the child never thought of opportunistically asking him to leak the questions, but always listened to the class obediently, took notes, and then reviewed carefully.

It is a painful child.Teacher Meng sighed silently in his heart.

Wang Bowen, who was patted on the shoulder, raised his head sleepily, and found that Mr. Meng was standing beside him with a kind (...) smile on his face, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"Just hand in the paper after answering, don't sleep here." Teacher Meng said solemnly.

Wang Bowen looked around, there were still three or two scattered people in the classroom. "Oh, good. I'll take another look."

He spread out the test paper and scratched a few times on the straw paper with a pen pretending to check.

Meng Rui didn't say anything else, just smiled and walked back to the podium, sorting out the test papers handed in by the students.

Wang Bowen didn't go to the front of the classroom to hand in the paper until there were only the two of them left in the classroom, and the straw paper was neatly placed on the podium.Then go back to your place and pack your things.

Teacher Meng looked at the wet handwriting on the straw paper, and smiled heartily, revealing the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go eat later! Don't say no."

The latter sentence was obviously added after some thought. It is a circle smaller than the first line, and the strokes are a bit intermittent.

Meng Rui thought for a while, he finished the first sentence, and then added this sentence with some hesitation and unwillingness, feeling that he was timidly packing his things now, and he felt that he was so cute.

"Why do you suddenly want to eat? Do you have something good to tell me?" Meng Rui teased him with a smile.

In fact, Meng Rui wanted to ask more, did he deliberately wait until his invigilator was over before handing in the papers, because he wanted to have dinner with him at Christmas.

But when you think about it, you know that the child will definitely roll his eyes and say arrogantly: "You also think too much."

It doesn't matter.Teacher Meng thought very softly in her heart, slowly, I will understand you better, and the twists and turns in your pretended nonsense words, which are ashamed to express.

"It's nothing, just have a meal." Wang Bowen walked briskly in front, shaking his hands, and turned to him and said, "Oh, hurry up, there are so many ink stains."

"Enen, good." Meng Rui replied in a doting tone, and quickened his pace to follow.

In the western restaurant.

In fact, it is a restaurant, rather it is more similar to a bar with a quiet and artistic atmosphere.

Surrounded by semi-open boxes, each room is equipped with comfortable leather sofas and dining tables with intricate patterns.

The small stage in the middle, under the soft lighting and ingenious scenery, shows a rather artistic atmosphere.

Teacher Meng thought to himself, the child is quite good at finding a place.

Because it is Christmas, before six o'clock, there are already many people sitting here.

Follow the guided waiter to the seat reserved by the child, which is a good place to eat.The field of vision is very good, just enough to see every position of the hall, and it is cleverly hidden in corners that cannot be discovered by others.

The child seemed to be in a good mood. Since he entered the door, he had been smiling and chatting with him with his big beautiful eyes, talking about today's exam content.

I was still a child, so happy after the exam.Teacher Meng felt an indescribable softness in her heart.

He patiently listened to Wang Bowen's clear voice and introduced him, saying that this shop is so famous that he only booked a seat several days in advance, because his house has amazing performances every day, you know the champion of The Voice of China last time, right? It was here that I sang.

After talking a lot, the child stopped and looked at him with some embarrassment.

Meng Rui answered with a smile, "Well, I know that, Liang Ximing, right. The singing is pretty nice."

"En." The child responded happily with bright eyes.

After a while, the child said to go to the bathroom.

Bored, Mr. Meng took out his mobile phone to look at it. In Moments, Xie Jin ostentatiously posted a picture of the back of his family's cook, presumably it was a reconciliation.Things in the store are also taken care of closely, Meng Rui thought, just for a few days, and return the burden to him.

After all, now there is no need to wait in the store every day to meet the people he wants to see.

Suddenly there was uneven applause in the restaurant.

Meng Rui followed the voice and looked over.

The lights around the stage dimmed, leaving only a somewhat hazy yellow light shot down from above, shining on the person in the center of the stage.

The teenager sat on the high chair with a good posture, wearing a well-tailored and slim dark striped suit, with a white shirt with abstract pattern inside, and a bow tie of the same color as the suit. He looked refreshing and elegant, like an unworldly the little prince.

Before the accompaniment sounded, he pursed his lips uncomfortably, and buttoned the fabric of his cuff restlessly with his fingers.

Meng Rui has always known that children are good-looking, delicate, and attractive, but Wang Bowen, who has changed his student attire, seems not only limited to being cute and cute, but also more handsome and handsome that is unique to teenagers, just like a little Milk dog, at first you only thought he was cute, but one day it was running wildly in the sun, and you suddenly realized that it was slowly changing from a little milk ball that people just want to pet and protect, to an admirable Small dogs.

After the music started, Meng Rui became more determined in this feeling.

Wang Bowen, who sings, seems to have a different magical power.He sat there quietly, his posture was the same as when he was a little nervous just now, but his aura was completely different.

It seemed that he had been waiting restlessly until the moment the music sounded, and finally found his kingdom.

He sat there holding the microphone with bright eyes, and sang every line of the lyrics seriously, attentively, and affectionately.Except for the gentle beat of his feet, there are no extra words or actions, as if the only thing he can do at this moment is to concentrate on building his world of notes.

Meng Rui has seen many times when he was so happy that his eyes lit up. His bright and clear eyes have always been the most beautiful.But at this moment, it is real, like crushing the stars in the sky, deep and vast, bright and dazzling.

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the child's joke that he said that he sang very well with a smile.

The child is still too modest.With such talent and level, I am afraid that it is not difficult to sign a random company.

☆、Chapter 8

Wang Bowen, who returned to his seat, had already changed into his usual clothes, and his face was still flushed with excitement.

"Happy birthday. I was supposed to give you a present, but I didn't have time to buy it, so I'll sing a song for you."

"Well, it's very nice. This gift is very good." Meng Rui handed him water carefully, smiling warmly.

The child felt relieved when he heard the praise, and Xiao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, before lowering his head to concentrate on eating.

Looking at his carefree appearance, Meng Rui thought softly and sourly in his heart, that's fine, the child is still young, and there are some things, just wait for him to understand slowly.

Later, there were a few more performers, but they all sang the same song unexpectedly, and the audience's reaction was also divided.

It wasn't until five people finished singing one after another that the restaurant gradually returned to tranquility, and the original singing was played at just the right volume.

Listening to the melodious singing, Teacher Meng sang line by line, "He doesn't understand, your heart is pretending to be calm... He doesn't understand, it means you are in love..."

Silly boy, Meng Rui feels a little spoiled and helpless, you don't understand.

After eating, the two walked back to school.

During the period, Wang Bowen answered a phone call, and after hanging up, the joy of the whole person was beyond words.

Meng Rui asked him with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Guess," the child showed his white teeth with a smile, and said impatiently before he could guess, "Didn't I not be in school for more than half a month before? Yes. Then a company contacted me and said they wanted to sign me, and today their boss came for the final interview."

So it makes sense that the later performers in the restaurant all sang the same song.

So, did it pass?Meng Rui had some complicated emotions in his heart, but seeing the child's happy face, he thought about it but didn't say it.

And Wang Bowen was completely immersed in the happy atmosphere. He thought of the day he made up his mind to secretly go to City B to participate in the draft competition. The feeling of rising, as if a dream is being fulfilled alone.

The audition that day was easier than expected, and one of the judges even praised him greatly.

The next schedule seems to be a matter of course. Gradually, he no longer gets so nervous that his palms sweat, and starts to enjoy every time he sings on the stage while holding the mic. The light board with his name shouted.

Until when he entered the tenth place at fifteen, he was eliminated by an opponent whose singing skills were obviously inferior to his own.

He returned to L City somewhat disheartened, locked himself at home, and only listened to songs, wrote lyrics, and composed music every day.

Although fans protested against the shady scene in various ways afterwards, even the program team finally negotiated to let him continue the schedule through resurrection.

Wang Bowen finally chose to give up.

It would be a lie to say that he has no regrets, but he doesn't know how many things he can't bear for the time being in this circle, and he can't guarantee that he can face them peacefully.

However, after resuming her student life, it was unexpected to receive a call from the performing arts company.The boss of the company happened to be the guest judge who favored him very much during the audition, and he was well-known in the music industry. Although he was not a big company, the contract given to him was tolerant and beneficial to an artist, which is rare.The boss even told him personally that he felt that he had potential and shouldn't be buried.

Wang Bowen thought about it all night, and finally called his cousin who has faded out of the entertainment circle to concentrate on running the company.

He thought, probably his brother would definitely not agree.

In this way, I can be more determined to give up.

He also knew that his family didn't want him to enter the entertainment circle, just like all the gossip and turmoil caused by his brother's accidental participation in a movie.

He just, speaking childishly and funnyly, wants to sing all the time, and every song he wants to sing is listened to and appreciated.

However, Xu Zhanting's phone was always turned off.

Perhaps, he thought, it was God's will.Just treat him as willful once.

He still signed the contract.Although it was a one-year special contract with relative freedom in all aspects after negotiating with the company, it also corresponded to a low salary and treatment that the company would not advocate.

For him, it is enough to devote himself to studying music and singing for one year.

Sitting in the office, Meng Xun looked at the person in front of him who was usually invisible but came to the company very early in the morning abnormally.He raised his eyebrows, "Why did Young Master Meng suddenly want to come to my place?"

Meng Rui changed his sitting posture, put down Erlang's legs that were raised impatiently, and sat upright, and said with a smile, "Come and see brother."

"Stop talking nonsense with me, tell me, what are you looking for me for?" Meng Xun closed the thick document and gave him a sideways glance.

Meng Rui inexplicably felt a gust of cold wind.His eldest brother, who is known as the No. 1 diamond king in the financial world, although he is not handsome, he is also dignified. With a stature of 1.9 meters, a stern personality, and a decisive and neat demeanor, he is simply a mobile alpha hormone aggregate.In the eyes of outsiders, they can be regarded as top elites.

Meng Rui silently slandered, probably only his own younger brother knew that he was a person who actually used his super high SQ to pretend to be a cold president.

He moved out immediately after taking over the company. His parents only regarded him as independent. Only Meng Rui knew that he was just too lazy to maintain his perfect personality at home.

After all, the real Meng Xun in private is a grumpy, obsessive-compulsive patient who advocates force.

Meng Rui thought of the time when he just transferred from middle school, when he was threatened by bad senior students as weak chickens to protest after school, he wanted to play tricks on them, but was seen by his brother who stopped by to pick him up from school.

So the young Meng Rui saw for the first time that Meng Xun, who had excellent grades, polite manners, and a perfect personality except for a bit cold personality, beat the tall punks to pieces with a cold expression.

The setting sun that day just happened to shine on the face of Meng Xun who trampled the gangsters under his feet. He had a calm face, but the corners of his eyes were glowing with excitement.

From then on, Meng Xun got used to no longer pretending in front of him.

His elder brother sat firmly on the position of president and carried forward the family business. He worked steadily as an academic in college, made his parents happy, and tacitly became two brothers with a clear division of labor and deep affection.

Meng Rui couldn't help laughing, cleared his throat and said to Meng Xun, "Brother, I want to ask you something."

"kindness."

"Well, the electronic music company has your investment. I have a child, and I seem to plan to sign a contract with his family."

"En?" Meng Xun looked up at him, "Is there a child?"

Meng Rui thought he was mature and stable, but in front of his brother, he could only admit it truthfully, "Brother, this... is, I really like it."

"Cut," Meng Xun looked at his hesitation with some disgust, "Electric music, right? Go find Jason yourself and let him tell you."

Meng Ruien let out a sound, and then heard his brother continue to say in a flat voice: "When will you bring it to me?"

"The horoscope hasn't been written yet." Meng Rui pouted and said with a smile.

"Nothing." Meng Xun increased his disgust and looked at him with a frown.

proceed if you can!Meng Rui thought to himself, you are still single, ha ha.

☆、Chapter 9

The days passed peacefully.

As soon as the final exam was over, Wang Bowen went to report to the economic company in City B.

After completing the credits ahead of time, he can just go back to school to attend the graduation ceremony when he graduates. He only told his family that he found an internship in City B.After everything was settled, Wang Bowen lived in the dormitory assigned by the company with peace of mind, ready to start a new life as an artist.

And Mr. Meng, who sent him away, has been busy these days.

The project I was working on was transferred to the juniors of the same teacher, and the task of substituting for undergraduates was basically over. The two postgraduate courses in economics and acting were mostly completed. Teacher Meng took care of many things in the school. After the arrangement was made, they began to appear frequently in the Meng Group and its subordinate branches uncharacteristically, and those in suits and shoes seemed to be planning to start a business career.

Meng Xun was happy to see the success of this, but when he found out that his younger brother, who was always an old artist, actually started to intervene in the film and television industry, he slightly expressed his doubts.After receiving Meng Rui's explanation, he rolled his eyes at his younger brother in disgust.

Meng Rui didn't care and continued to be busy, and occasionally chatted with the child on WeChat when he was free, and heard him say which particularly powerful composer he met today, or took strange courses such as expression management.

The child always talks a lot, sometimes he is only responsible for being a quiet listener, listening to the novelty and joy in his tone.Meng Rui thought clearly, probably, he is really working hard now happily.

"Sister Mengmeng, do you have to go?" The young man sat in the recording studio, looking at the agent standing at the door with an aggrieved and fawning face, "I have to. Just tell the company that if I'm not selected, I won't be fine." Lah, hehe."

"Wang Bowen, come out quickly." Lin Meng called his name pretending to be serious.

"Okay then." He pursed his lips, and followed his manager out of the car.

"Sister Mengmeng, is it really not possible? I don't want to audition, and I don't know how to act." The young man muttered pitifully in the back seat, his eyes blinking with anticipation.

The manager was seven or eight years older than the boy, so he was patient with him, and explained slowly: "Xiaobai, I know you want to concentrate on singing, but this time the investor of the movie called you to go. It’s fine if you don’t go, but this time it’s definitely not going to happen.”

"Oh." Wang Bowen shrank into his down jacket, "Then I don't know how to act, so how can I act?"

"Didn't you take acting classes for a month?" The manager's sister comforted her with a relaxed tone.

Wang Bowen spread out on the seat with the exaggerated self-abandoned posture in the cartoon, and said with a smile: "Then I will play by myself."

The male protagonist who walked out of the lounge seemed a little nervous.

The actor who has just been confirmed to act opposite to him is in his early 20s, a young man with a taste of green grass, full of vigor, bright eyes, but miraculously has a warm temperament like a well-behaved milk.

He stopped in his tracks, and vaguely heard the boy humming a certain pop song in the rehearsal room.

Through the half-closed door, the people inside were wearing white cotton T-shirts and black trousers as usual, sitting on the sofa with a Kumamoto doll in their arms, and stepping lightly on their feet to the beat from time to time.

Look at it, it's quite attractive.

The subject matter of the upcoming movie is a bit eccentric, with two male protagonists. It tells the story of a boy who was adopted from an orphanage when he was a child. He gradually developed feelings for his young master as he grew up.

It is difficult to get the favor of investors with such a subject matter, and they are usually changed into romance dramas under pressure. However, this film was successfully prepared.

Of course, the leading actor, who is a big investor, naturally played an indispensable role.

Therefore, whether it is finalizing the script or selecting actors, he is involved in the whole process and has the right to make decisions.

His role was determined from the very beginning, the eldest young master Xie Yan, handsome, dignified and vigorous, was somewhat similar to himself.

The other starring role has not been suitable for a long time.

The servant Shu Nian described in the script is an obsessive, persistent, single-minded, silly and pitiful person who has been silently guarding the invisible feelings and living a peaceful life by deceiving himself and others.

The male protagonist thought, it should be the kind of young man who looks a little thin, fair, with light lips, soft black hair, and clear eyes.

With such an understanding of the role, the male lead auditioned for the role of Shu Nian with the scriptwriter and director. The actors who came to the audition were all capable with outstanding looks, good acting skills, and solid lines.

But the director and screenwriter are still not satisfied.

Until Wang Bowen, the penultimate performer, appeared.

The clip selected by the director is an intimate scene in the first half of the script. Xie Yan, the young master who has returned from studying abroad, puts Shu Nian on the sofa without any scruples and laughs. Tsukuru responded calmly, enjoying such a luxurious intimacy while feeling nervous and panicked but almost nostalgic.

Relying on his superb professionalism, the leading actor quickly entered the role, pressed on Wang Bowen, blew into his reddened ears, smiled angrily, and read his lines, "Say, do you miss me?"

His fingers also follow the direction of the plot, reaching into the hem of his clothes irregularly.And watching him keep dodging and refusing, he frowned in dissatisfaction, and said domineeringly, "Dare to say no to me, huh? If you don't let me watch it, I want to watch it. Now I want to watch it from beginning to end." enough."

Wang Bowen tried this kind of scene for the first time. He was pressed on the sofa with a dazed and surprised face. He raised his hand subconsciously to block it a few times. It took half a minute before he remembered to speak his lines, and called young master in a soft voice.

The leading actor finished the performance calmly and walked back to the judges' seat, thinking silently, it's quite cute.

Next, when discussing and finalizing the actor, before he could say that Wang Bowen was good, the director and screenwriter unanimously proposed to be optimistic about this actor.

Afterwards, each partner was notified to go to the meeting room to discuss the signing of the contract.

At this moment, the male protagonist who was standing in the corridor pushed open the door of the lounge hesitantly.

The boy sitting on the sofa heard the sound, looked up at him, and quickly looked away, with an ugly expression on his face.

With a flattering and gentle smile, he walked over and sat beside him, and said, "What's the matter, are you angry?"

Wang Bowen snorted and turned his head away, "Did you know that I was going to audition for a long time, but you didn't tell me, and you said you were busy with family business, you must be laughing at me there, you, you, you really I'm furious."

"Okay, don't be angry." Meng Rui touched the boy's head and said with a smile, "I only found out before the audition started, and I told you temporarily because I was afraid that you would be nervous. It's fine now, when the director just ended I also praised you for your good performance."

Pull it down, Wang Bowen thought to himself, when I found out that you were the one acting in the audition, I was going to be surprised to death.What's the best thing to do? I was so nervous that I couldn't remember how to act.That is, the plot of that scene happened by chance, and the character's psychology is this kind of emotion, and it is also a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

"That's fine. Then why did you suddenly become the leading actor? Didn't you say you were busy with your family's business?" He asked with some doubts.

"I was originally from the Department of Acting," Meng Rui said with a smile, "I have two degrees, economics and acting."

"Then you are also very good." Wang Bowen, who had just gone through a difficult final exam, said from the bottom of his heart.

"Didn't I almost finish the school work in the previous stage? It just so happened that my brother developed a new project to invest in cutting-edge films, and I followed for a while. It happened that when the director was a guest before, he had seen a play I acted in. , so I persuaded me to try this role, the script is good, so I agreed." Meng Rui explained the situation to him in a flat tone.

Wang Bowen was immersed in the wonder of the world. Who would have thought that a person who was his professional class teacher and invigilated his final exam more than two months ago would suddenly become the leading actor of a movie with an unpopular theme.

"Oh, by the way, your manager asked me to tell you just now," Mr. Meng looked at him looking up at himself stupidly, and smiled a little dotingly, "You have auditioned. She is signing a contract in the meeting room upstairs now. Come back in a while."

The author has something to say: PS: The character has the same name, so Meng Rui’s friend Xie Yan in the previous chapter changed his name to Xie Jin.

Another PS: Does anyone want to read the story of Xu Zhanting and Zhao Qi? If not, I won’t write it here.

Again PS: I can finally start writing the sweet part in the next chapter, Sahua.

☆、Chapter 10

It was the seventh day after the crew successfully started up.

The staff members were doing their own preparations before shooting, and the director was talking to a supporting actor.

Today, the two of them don't have many scenes, and it's a rare leisure time.

Teacher Meng was sitting on the sofa in the lounge reading the script, and when he heard the rustling outside the door, he looked up.Her eyes met the sneaky assistant standing by the door, she stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly, but she didn't slack off in the slightest, she was still sending messages, and the messages in the WeChat group were beeping.

After receiving the instruction from Meng Rui's eyes, she walked into the lounge with righteousness and dignity, and said with a straight face: "I was sent by Xie Jin to be your assistant. The diplomacy of the two countries is not to kill the envoy."

"Come on, don't be poor. Why didn't I realize that you can speak so well before."

"Aren't you my boss before? Now I'm letting myself go." The former clerk sister, now Meng Rui's assistant, Xiao Nai Nai, smiled very happily.

"It's your boss now." Meng Rui couldn't help laughing, "I know how to shoot nonsense every day, just posted it in the fan group again, show me."

"The photo I took yesterday," Little Milk giggled, and turned the screen towards him, "Look, I took a picture of you two that looks pretty cool."

When am I not handsome, Meng Rui is very satisfied with his usual stately appearance in the photo, and then fixes his eyes on the child.

It should have been after the official filming of the intimate scene of the audition.

During the filming, Mr. Meng pushed the child down on the sofa according to the script. Unexpectedly, the child's legs just stood up.

The child pushed him away with a smile, and yelled at the director, sorry, I'm a man.

He smiled innocently and innocently, and spoke a harmless little yellow accent.

The crew laughed together, thinking it was just a silly little joke of a big boy.

After the filming ended that day, Mr. Meng was familiar with the lines of the next day's scenes, and went back to the room early to rest, but he was so restless that he didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Literary teacher Meng lay on the bed, a little admitting defeat, perhaps innocent people's casual little yellow accent can be seductive.

You itch to sleep with him, but he tilts his head and smiles at you frankly.

When the photo was taken, he was pretending to be calm