Palm Idol

A few hours after dinner, Xu Lan stood at the door of 1101 hesitated and knocked on the door anyway.

"Mr. Lu," Xu Lan seemed to be afraid that some ghosts in the room would rush out to attack him, the door was opened very small, and they squeezed in through the crack, and asked with mouth, "Where's Jian She?"

"Oh, he's gone to take a shower." Sitting on the sofa, Lu Yiwen looked at Xu Lan who entered the door cautiously, puzzled, "Am I that scary?"

"If Jian She finds out that you called me over alone when he was not around, you might be punished again." Hearing what Lu Yiwen said, Xu Lan's voice immediately became more normal, "You asked me to come over, won't you Do you want me to persuade Jian She for you? I can't, I can't persuade him..."

"What did I ask you to persuade him to do?" Lu Yiwen was at a loss, "I asked you to come here because I have something to tell you."

Xu Lan was surprised: "Huh? But, but, didn't Jian She just say that kind of thing at dinner this afternoon? Wait a minute, I'm a little confused."

He walked back and forth on the same spot for two rounds, then suddenly patted his head and said, "So you didn't quarrel with Jian She? You weren't angry after he said 'resolutely not to help Jingxiang', and the two of you are not in a cold war right now?"

"..." Lu Yiwen said helplessly, "Why should I be cold with him—"

After what Xu Lan said, Lu Yiwen suddenly recalled it a bit. After dinner today, Jian She seemed to be more awkward than a few days ago.

Although Jian She liked to pester him silently before, tonight it was not just as simple as following him, but more and more actively swaying in front of him, the sense of presence seemed to be stronger than ever They must be so strong that they almost stick the words "come to me" on their faces.

But if Lu Yiwen really wanted to ask him what was the matter, the latter would immediately look away and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Lu Yiwen squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then murmured: "So it was the Cold War..."

——It’s really hard to understand.

Seeing his pensive look, Xu Lan thought that the two of them hadn't communicated well, so she asked tentatively: "...Well, Mr. Lu, you don't know the reason why Jian She and Jing Xiang quarreled that day, do you? ?”

"I didn't ask specifically, but I can probably imagine it."

Boys quarrel, isn't that the way it is?

"Maybe it's a little different from what you think..." Xu Lan said euphemistically, "Jing Xiang lost his temper suddenly that day, and even I was scolded by him. Then he accused Jian She of deliberately delaying time. At that time, Jian She Although I was upset, I didn't really quarrel until finally Jing Xiang..."

"He scolded you with rude words." Xu Lan closed her eyes and said, "I've never seen Jian She so angry that he kicked Jing Xiang as soon as he slammed the score... At that time, his aura was really terrifying. "

Lu Yiwen was shocked: "But he told me that night that he would go to Jingxiang's house with me the next day."

It's no wonder that Xiao Jianshe and Xiao Jingxiang in myband have been fighting each other recently when they met each other. I didn't expect the two to fight in real life.

"I think he just wants to be alone with you two, and he probably doesn't want to express anything to Jing Xiang." Xu Lan observed his expression and said, "If I were Jian She, I just had an argument with Jing Xiang because of your matter , but you turned around and said you wanted to help Jingxiang, you might not be happy..."

"So that's how it is." Lu Yiwen rubbed his forehead and said, "But Jian She didn't tell me this—you can come and sit first, you can sit on the bed if you don't want to sit on the sofa."

Xu Lan thought for a while, and sat on the single sofa next to Lu Yiwen, keeping a certain distance from him.

"I understand about their quarrel." Lu Yiwen lit a cigarette casually, "Leave this aside, I want to ask your real thoughts first. If Jing Xiang is replaced, you really don't care at all?" ?”

Xu Lan hesitated, and hesitated after a while: "Well... If I really want to say it, I still hope that Jingxiang can come back. After all, the situation in his family means that if he wants to make a debut soon, he also wants to take his younger sister to be independent. But I think what he thinks is too simple, making a debut doesn’t mean being famous.”

Lu Yi Wenxin said that Xu Lan really deserved to be the most mature one among the three little ones, and before he took over, he heard Xu Lan continue to say:

"I've shared a room with him for the past few days, and found that he's actually quite a nice person. I've been a collector since a long time ago, and I don't throw away used things. Even when they're useless, I think I should keep them with me. Only then can you feel at ease."

"But to others, the things I collect are almost like garbage. Last time I was found by him when I was cleaning the room, I thought he would say something to laugh at me, but I didn't expect him to say nothing in the end. He was very interested and asked me where I got those things from.”

Lu Yiwen lightly dusted off the cigarette ash: "In other words, you think he is good, but not good enough to make you work hard for him, right?"

Xu Lan was silent for a while.

"Actually, I don't really understand," he said, "Why are you so attached to Jing Xiang? Is there any reason why you must have him?"

"The reason..." Lu Yiwen leaned his arm on the armrest of the sofa, and pondered, "Indeed, in your generation of companies, there are already many choices, and many people have already been eliminated by just one side and two sides. If there is any problem, it seems that it is not difficult to change at any time."

"However, this is only considered from the perspective of the company's interests. What if it is considered from the direction of Jingxiang? If Jingxiang is fired now, does he have any other options? Let him leave the company at this time. Let him pay a liquidated damages that he can't afford as a minor, do you think he still has the courage in this life—or the ability to step into this circle again?"

Xu Lan's lips were lightly closed and closed again, and after a long while, she shook her head heavily.

"When I first took over the company three years ago, I couldn't even recruit an employee or a musician because of too many debts." Lu Yiwen took another puff of cigarette, "At that time, as long as I could find someone who could play an instrument , Xiaomei and I want to worship like a Buddha, and we have no time to think about whether this person is really suitable for our company."

"I still remember that I talked to a very young boy. Maybe I was too tight, and I was severely reprimanded by the boy's father. Maybe he thought I was going to do something bad to his child. Bar."

Speaking of this, Lu Yiwen couldn't help laughing: "At that time, the biggest wish of Xiaomei and me every day was to be selected by a certain musician, but most of them shook their heads at us and went to other companies in the end. So , Now that it’s time for me to have the power to select people, I can’t help but want to give hope to those who are waiting to be selected.”

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang behind him, and the two turned their heads together, only to see that Jian She, who had just walked out of the bathroom, had accidentally dropped the hair dryer.

Jian She obviously ran out when his hair was half blown. The clear drops of water were dripping down along his brows and bridge of nose, and there was a little light on his cold white skin. He didn't wear a bathrobe, only a cotton vest and shorts, and the light outlined his legs in perfect straight lines.

Xu Lan was taken aback: "Where did you start listening?"

Jian She didn't answer him, she put down the hair dryer, rubbed her hair casually with a towel, and sat next to Lu Yiwen.

Before he had time to speak, the big-hearted Lu Yiwen stubbed out the cigarette butt, and stood up while leaning on the sofa: "You're done washing, then I'll go in instead——Xu Lan, think about what I just said."

Jian She: "..."

After Lu Yiwen left, Jian She glanced at Xu Lan, and asked him in an emotionless voice, "When did you come here?"

"I didn't come here, Mr. Lu asked me to come here!" Xu Lan felt that it was necessary to clarify this matter, "He just wanted to talk to me about Jingxiang."

Jian She didn't give him a chance to defend himself: "In the future, when I'm not around, don't come here."

He added: "I can't even call you."

"It's like I really want to come here." Xu Lan felt like a wronged client who was caught before he had time to go to the place where the movie was sold, "After listening to what he said now, I don't know why done."

He paused and continued: "But I think, if Manager Lu really wants us to debut right away, we can't refuse. He is still willing to ask us what we think, and he really respects us."

Jian She still had a sullen face, and didn't even look at Xu Lan.

"What chance to choose...Since this is the case, just choose me." A few seconds later, Xu Lan heard Jian She seem to mutter something.

The voice was so soft and quiet that Xu Lan suspected that she hadn't heard anything.

but……

"I still remember talking to a very young boy... being scolded by his father..."

So he still remembers... Although it doesn't sound like a good memory, Jian She thought to herself.

His mood eased a little because of Lu Yiwen's words. He took the phone that Xu Lan was playing with his head down, and switched the WeChat page to the dialog box of He Jingxiang.

"What are you doing?" Xu Lan was puzzled.

"You can also ask me to help him, but the premise is that he has to apologize to brother first." Jian She said, "Also, don't tell him directly that brother intends to help him."

Xu Lan really didn't understand his thoughts: "Don't tell him that we are willing to help him, but let him take the initiative to apologize when he is going to be devastated?"

"Yes." Jian She said without changing his expression, "I want him to repent from the bottom of his heart."

Xu Lan: "..."

"No, wait," Xu Lan began to argue, "Shouldn't you tell him this question? You're the one who fought with him!"

"I leave it to you." Jian She said in an unquestionable tone, "Otherwise, you can practice hell bass advanced if you want."

"Fuck!" Xu Lan jumped up from the sofa, "Why is it always me who gets hurt???? What did I do!?"

"Oh, that's not right," he reacted in the next second, and suddenly realized, "If you want to help, just tell me, why use such a roundabout method? ——Hey, don't go, why are you going?"

Jian She didn't answer. With his back facing Xu Lan, he put on a pajama jacket and casual trousers, and opened the door of the bathroom outside with a hair dryer.