The Guide to the Tear-offs in the Online Supporting Circle Part 2: Peak Acting Skills

After chatting wildly for a while, Xie Zhengyan's vigilance gradually disappeared, and he felt real leisure from the conversation.It may be that Qian Fan confessed his poor family background, and admitted that he is a poor loser who has no fixed job, lives in a basement with a monthly rent of 300 yuan, and earns a living by doing odd jobs, so that he can be cited as his peer.Human beings always flock together, and class is the biggest contradiction that hinders interpersonal communication. It eliminates the gap in status, status and wealth, and you can get along freely even if you have different personalities.

Just because of harmony, Qian Fan suddenly changed the subject and asked him how he caught a cold.

Xie Zhengyan said: "A few days ago I had insomnia, and I was caught in the rain again, so I started to catch a cold that day."

"In this way, you can be so sick that you can't get out of bed. It's so weak."

"Stop talking sarcastic, it's not your fault that I suffer from insomnia."

"how to say?"

"It was the two nights when we quarreled and I went to apologize to you. You were so angry that I couldn't sleep, and I spent two consecutive nights with my eyes open."

"Hahaha, blame me. Then who did you get caught in the rain?"

Xie Zhengyan's chest thumped a little when he mentioned the last one, and he couldn't help but secretly compared Qian Fan and Rong Chuan, and smiled lightly: "He is a very good person, completely different from you."

"It's good to let you get caught in the rain, the dumb flute is really shaking M."

"No, it wasn't his fault, it was me who just peeked..."

Xie Zhengyan sneaked out like a mischievous elf as soon as he didn't keep his mythical head. He clenched his teeth hastily, but only bit the elf's clothes.

"It turns out that you were fascinated by peeping at people's houses, and you didn't even know it in the rain. Hahaha, how can there be such a nympho person as dumb flute? I've never heard of it. It's so funny."

"Don't laugh! When you meet a good-looking person, you can't help but want to look at them a few more times. I don't believe you haven't had that experience!"

"Enn, I understand this feeling. I used to use pictures of beautiful girls like Emma Watson and Kaya Scodelario as my desktop, but I was never so obsessed as you are. What you saw that day I'm curious about how punctual the beauty is."

Qian Fan's voice lowered along the track where the laughter disappeared, like a small curved hook, catching Xie Zhengyan's guilty conscience, and he groaned and refused.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Don't be so stingy, good things should be shared with everyone, what does that girl look like? Does she have plump breasts?"

"Why are you so wretched! People are not like that!"

"Hahaha, who told you to whet your appetite first? If you don't say anything else, I'll take this as a joke and put it in the crew group. Then Onion and the others will definitely press you harder."

Qian Fan showed his true colors and returned to his true nature as a rascal, Xie Zhengyan was so angry that smoke billowed, and he really wanted to use a miniature intercontinental missile to blow up his cheap mouth.The hateful aura is too weak, unable to restrain the monster, and clumsy at lying, before making up a few words, the old fox panicked and saw it through, and soon stumbled into a dead end.

"It's annoying. To tell you the truth, that person is not a woman."

"Not a woman? Is that a mermaid?"

"...Master Qianfan, I'm going to hang up the phone."

"Hahaha, okay, I won't tease you, but I am even more puzzled when you say that, why are you staring at a man, are you GAY?"

"no!"

"Why then?"

This question really confused Xie Zhengyan, and he didn't have time to delve into it, so he had to answer instinctively: "Because, I envy him. He is so handsome, tall, good-looking, good at dressing up, rich, and talented. I will vote for him a few more times." Tires can't change like that."

Qian Fan hissed suspiciously: "The previous points can be judged by appearance, but how do you know that he is talented? Do you know him?"

"Well, I know you."

"Is that your friend?"

"Tch, where can I make that kind of friend, he is my client, a very powerful jewelry designer."

Xie Zhengyan didn't know that the end of his words was swaying with longing. He was always like this, and he was thinking, and he would immediately get the reflection from his words and expressions.

Qian Fan stopped following clues and introduced himself: "Jewelry design? I also do this."

"Ah!? Are you a jewelry designer too?"

Xie Zhengyan smacked his tongue and raised his eyebrows, and asked in turn: "You really do this? You can't tell at all."

Qian Fan must be rolling his eyes, and said in a sneering tone, "Dear Dude, please don't treat me so differently. Why don't I look like I'm in this line of work? Don't tell me you don't have the same impression as that handsome guy?"

"Yes, you two are so different."

"... Very good, frankness is also a rare advantage."

"But, Qian Fan, since you are a jewelry designer, you shouldn't be poor. As far as I know, the salary in this industry is pretty good."

"That's because you don't understand. There are elites and low-level people in every industry. The handsome guy you admire is at the top of the pyramid. Luthor like me is still crawling in hell. I don't know when I will be able to make it."

Xie Zhengyan thought rationally, and at the same time felt pity.Think about it, Rong Chuan is on an unattainable cloud, and he and Qian Fan are sitting in poverty and watching the sky, so when it comes to distance, they are closer.The levels are comparable, and he often turns self-encouragement into encouragement to the other party. He sincerely comforted him immediately: "Qian Fan, don't be discouraged. You said last time that everything should start from a small place, and work should be more like this. I am similar to you. Career It is also just in the initial stage, and there are often difficulties, as if we can’t see where the road of tomorrow is. But the more we are like this, the more we can’t give up, because we have no one to rely on, we can only work hard independently, otherwise we will not be able to survive.”

Qian Fan was silent for a moment, and he was still depressed when he answered the conversation.

"I understand the truth, but when you mentioned that handsome guy was traveling with you, I lost my balance all of a sudden. Alas, comparing people makes you die, and comparing goods makes you throw them away."

Not wanting to create a psychological burden on others because of his own words, Xie Zhengyan hurriedly advised: "He is him, we are us, there is no need to compare. You just follow your own life path and struggle, why care about how others live."

"But people travel thousands of miles every day at high speed, when will I reach the end of success walking barefoot."

"Although I walked a little slower, I could enjoy the scenery along the road more calmly. I think so. Every stage of life has its own advantages and benefits. After this period of time, it is like a train passing through a station. Before The things I saw and experienced cannot be copied. For example, I can only get along with a certain person at a specific time period, and when the fate is reached, we will separate, and there will be no intersection in the future. The faster one of them walks, the distance between them will also increase. The farther you are, the more you will regret each other. Why not cherish each other more when you were together. Of course, I am just using the relationship between people as a metaphor, and it is the same when it comes to career and life. Cherish the present and look forward to the future .”

Qian Fan burst out laughing, more recklessly than ever before, and even laughed until he coughed one after another, gasping for breath, and said, "Daddy Dumb Die, can I call you Chicken Soup Prince from now on? No one has ever said that to me since I graduated from high school." That's it, it's a pity that someone as upright as you doesn't want to be a teacher, if I were a parent, I would be very relieved to hand over my child to you."

Suspecting that he had been made a joke again, Xie Zhengyan changed his mood and sarcastically said: "If you want children, you have to work hard. It takes a lot of money to raise children."

Qian Fan didn't agree with this statement: "If you have a child, it's enough to feed him and clothe him warmly. It's good enough to let him see this colorful world. Is it possible that you have to be a Buddha?"

His blind throwing knife is so precise, one move smashed Xie Zhengyan's newly established goodwill, in fact, it can't all be due to Qian Fan, his heart itself is riddled with holes, and if he doesn't pay attention, pus and blood will flow out from scratches. And the consequence of touching the injury is often out of control and anger.

"Do you think that every child is born voluntarily? There are so many ugly and sinister people in this world. Some children are trapped in dire straits when they are born. They are tortured and their lives are worse than death. As their parents, what face do you have?" Swaggeringly claiming to be a benefactor? If you want to have a child, you have to show full love and sense of responsibility, care for and love your child when he is young, care for him and teach him when he is growing up, give birth to a child only to ensure his basic food and clothing, and then throw away I don’t care about it and let it fend for itself, it’s no different to keep a cat and dog after it. I also know how to take care of my dog’s emotions and spend time playing with it every day, but some children are even worse than dogs in the eyes of their parents!”

Xie Zhengyan felt a fire rising in his chest, and the flames were roasting his heart, and he couldn't help but speak impassionedly, which was far out of the scope of debate.Qian Fan interjected in surprise: "Dear Dude, I just said it casually. I don't like children, and I have to question whether I want to have children in the future. Don't get excited. It's midnight, so be careful not to disturb the neighbors."

Xie Zhengyan gritted his teeth and imprisoned the words, but his trembling breath was still breaking out of the prison. There was a dead silence around him, as if a loudspeaker had amplified the only sound, as if a sad ghost groaned and groaned in the grave.

After more than ten seconds, Qian Fan asked him softly, "Mute Di, are you crying again?"

"no!"

Xie Zhengyan raised his chest and raised his head, took a deep breath, and took the pretending to be calm as a test of his acting skills.

"That's all for today, I want to sleep."

"Okay, go drink a bowl of ginger soup before going to bed."

"why?"

"That thing is not a panacea, drink it a few more times to consolidate the curative effect, otherwise the condition will recur."

After receiving the concern, Xie Zhengyan's heart softened again, his nose felt sore, and he hurriedly blew it vigorously.

"Got it, thank you."

"Well, good night, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"and many more!"

Xie Zhengyan couldn't help calling him to stop, always feeling that there would be suspicion of not knowing what to do when we parted like this. After thinking about it, he whispered: "Well, I will abide by the agreement and report to you on time when I recover from my illness. But I don't have a wide network of contacts in the circle, so I may not be able to collect the amount of information you expect."

"Haha, it's okay, a little makes a lot."

"Also, I really think your voice is pretty good. If you work hard, you can get ahead with your real skills. There is no need to be a Taoist king. It is not a glorious thing. If you become famous in the future, it will become a big stain that cannot be washed away. "

Qian Fan seemed to be aroused by him again, and smiled: "Do you really think my voice is nice?"

"Yeah, it's very attractive as a mature man, and it will definitely be popular with female audiences."

"What about the handsome designer you admire?"

"I haven't heard his voice yet."

"Well, what would you think if he had a voice like mine?"

"what?"

"Would there be a thought of: Ah, that would be perfect?"

"... Qianfan is big."

"I'm cultivating my self-confidence, don't hit me."

"Yes, if that's the case, it's really perfect. I really think so. Goodbye."