The Right Way to Conquer Paranoid Master [Transmigration Book]

Yao Yao wanted to die, and turned to Sheng Ye and said, "Don't meddle, we're just ordinary students, whether it's commercials or short films, let professionals do it."

Mrs. Yao was beside her disapprovingly: "Isn't it just to shoot a short commercial, just pose and concave shape, who has acting skills nowadays? A scene depends entirely on cutouts, why not a bunch of people watch it."

Yao Yao said with a dark face: "Xiao Xianrou is a traffic star and has fans. How can ordinary people compare with others?"

"You look good." Mrs. Yao looked at Sheng Ye and said, "Xiao Ye is so handsome, he must be very photogenic, everyone will kill everyone. When the advertisements are broadcast, the sales of beverages will increase."

Yao Yao was drunk, and the more he talked, the more it seemed like that.

Sheng Ye smiled and said, "I really want to give it a try. Many people say that I can only learn. I am not convinced, and I don't know how to prove myself. I feel that this opportunity is quite good."

Yao Haifeng nodded and said, "If you're really interested, I'll just say hello to the commercial director, just a word."

Sheng Ye smiled and said, "Then I will trouble uncle."

...Don't ignore his existence and make a decision on your own, okay? Yao Yao put down his chopsticks, and the chopsticks made a "snap" sound when they hit the table, and the others finally turned their eyes to him. Yao Yao said with a sullen face, "No, Sheng Ye can't make that short film."

Just now at the dinner table, they were chatting and laughing all the time, but Yao Yao suddenly put on a straight face, making the atmosphere a little awkward.

Yao Haifeng said to Yao Yao in a reproachful tone: "Why do you talk to the guests like this, it's very rude."

"Yaoyao wouldn't say that for no reason." Sheng Ye asked Yao Yao with a smile. "So why, why can't I do that short film?"

Yao Yao looked directly into Sheng Ye's eyes and said, "I met the director of the short film before, and he said that he already has a favorite candidate, so there is no need to look for another one."

Yao Haifeng said casually: "Following his fancy doesn't mean he's sure, maybe when the director sees Xiaoye, he will like Xiaoye even more."

"Father." Yao Yao lowered his voice to prevent Yao Haifeng from continuing.

Sheng Ye pondered for a few seconds, then asked Yao Yao with great interest: "How does the person the director likes compare to me?"

Yao Yao was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't expect him to ask such a question, and said vaguely: "Others are professional, how can this compare."

Sheng Ye propped his chin, and said regretfully, "Well, I thought it was a chance." He tilted his head slightly, with a warm and nostalgic smile on his lips, and looked at Yao Yao tenderly, "Speaking of which, we played together in elementary school. I went to the small theater, do you remember?"

Yao Yao searched the memory of the original owner in his mind, and sure enough, he recalled that when he was in primary school, the original owner and Sheng Ye had a small theater performance at the New Year's Gala. At that time, Sheng Ye played the role of the prince, and the original owner played the villain who snatched the princess.

Sheng Ye had already decided to play the prince, and the original owner wanted to perform with Sheng Ye, arguing to play a role, but he couldn't memorize the lines, so he made him a villain who played a lot of scenes, only waving props The sword chases people and cuts.

At that time, the years were quiet and good, childhood sweethearts, children performed exaggeratedly on the stage, it is also a good memory when I think about it now, it makes people smile knowingly.

The memory of the original owner was so good that Yao Yao calmed down, and he said, "If you want to enjoy the drama, you can perform sketches during the New Year."

Sheng Ye teased him: "If you don't act in sketches, why don't you come and talk about cross talk with me."

Everyone laughed together, and the atmosphere at the dinner table returned to harmony. When Yao Yao was about to pick up his chopsticks to eat again, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head.

He held his head and lay down on the table uncomfortably.

Yao Haifeng and Mrs. Yao were taken aback, they quickly stood up to support Yao Yao, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cold sweat broke out on Yao Yao's forehead, and he shouted, "It hurts."

His head hurt again, Yao Yao covered his forehead, and squeezed out a few words: "My head hurts, I'm going to sleep."

As he spoke, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use the strength.

Yao Yao's face was pale, and his body was covered in cold sweat, which frightened Yao's parents. Sheng Ye walked up to Yao Yao, frowned and said, "He did the same thing at school once."

Yao Haifeng hurriedly helped his son into the room, let him lie down on the bed, and immediately called the family doctor. Mrs. Yao poured hot water and brought it to Yao Yao's mouth, with tears in her eyes.

"Baby, what's going on?"

Yao Yao himself couldn't answer, he had headaches twice before, once when he met Sheng Ye, and once when he met Xu Weiran, why this time?

If Sheng Ye could give him a headache, but they were fine after being together for so long before, why did it happen to be today, when they were eating.

This time the headache was much less severe than the previous two. It didn't burst like the head was run over before, but a dull pain and dizziness.

Yao Yao drank water, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and said, "I'll be fine after a while."

After speaking, he didn't have time to worry about other things, and fell into a half-dream and half-awake state.

He vaguely heard Sheng Ye telling his parents what happened at school before, and then someone approached, who seemed to be a doctor, and the doctor gave him a needle in his arm.

Then the effect of the medicine kicked in, and he fell asleep completely.

Yao Yao didn't know when Sheng Ye went back that day. Anyway, when he woke up the next day, he was alive and kicking again, but Mrs. Yao insisted on taking him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

In the end, there was nothing wrong with him. The doctor told him to exercise more and eat more fruits.

Yao Yao told Mrs. Yao: "Every time I have a headache, Sheng Ye is by my side. Maybe it's caused by him. I'll stay away from him in the future."

Mrs. Yao was surrounded by Mr. Sheng, and said: "What nonsense, with such an excellent friend as Xiaoye, you should burn it high."

Yao Yao said conceitedly: "I am tied for first place with him, and I am already as good as him, so there is no need for him."

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yao was taken aback when she heard what he said, and she missed the point: "Did you study too hard and get a headache when you're tired?"

She immediately took her son's hand distressedly: "Don't study, just pass the pass, Mom and Dad can afford you."

Yao Yao: "..."

Anyway, because of Yao Yao's headache, Sheng Ye was temporarily fooled by the commercial shooting.

Yao Yao originally wanted to read at home, but Mrs. Yao was afraid that he would work too hard and would not let him study, so he could only play games in the audio-visual room.

This is exactly what Zhang Ziqian wanted. Every day someone took him to fly, and his rank soared at the speed of a rocket.

Yao Yao leaned on the sofa, turned on the projector, and played gunfights with the controller. After he finished the game by himself, he threw the controller aside and muttered softly, "It's boring."

It's not as fun as picking watermelons in the field.

Speaking of which, Yang Qing actually sent him the photo of picking watermelon last time.

The photos taken by professional photographers are different. Seeing the photos seems to return to the time of that day, the workers are singing, the green leaves, sand and golden sunshine are so vivid and moving.

It seems that through the photos, you can smell the aroma of watermelon.

It's just that in almost every photo, other people are working, but Yao Yao is sitting there eating watermelon, which is particularly conspicuous, like a silly son of a landlord's family.

Yao Yao cut himself out of the photo with a dark face, and then sent the rest of the photo to the propaganda department of the beverage factory, so that they could use it when writing press releases.

Yao Yao subconsciously observed Lu Chenzhou in the photo, and found that this person was either picking watermelons, or... looking at him.

At that time Yao Yao was sitting on the ground next to the small shed, holding a watermelon, and Lu Chenzhou always turned his head to look at him.

Why is this man staring at him?

Yao Yao felt awkward in his heart, but couldn't explain why.

I don't know if Fang Menghua and Lu Chenzhou have come back from the countryside. Fang Qiao should have been released. Yao Yao paid special attention to social news, but he didn't see any reports.

Lu Chenzhou should have gotten the money from selling watermelons. That money is quite a lot for a student, even enough to start a new life in another city.

But Lu Chenzhou is going back to Sheng's house soon, so the money may not be needed.

Yao Yao sat on the sofa in a daze, after a while he came to his senses, and began to feel annoyed, why he started thinking about Lu Chenzhou again.

He is no longer that poor little boy, he is a big devil, don't worry about it.

Yao Yao sat up straight, picked up the handle, pressed the next round, and killed indiscriminately on the battlefield.

Yao Yao cleared the room again, and then he felt more comfortable and let out a long breath. At this time, the housekeeper system informed Yao Haifeng that he was back. He jumped up from the sofa, walked to the door, looked at his father who entered the room, and asked casually, "Why did you come back today?" so early."

Now is the critical time for the release of new drinks, and Yao Haifeng always doesn't get home until midnight.

Yao Haifeng pulled off his tie and said, "Just now Xiaoye called me and said he was still thinking about making a short film, so I asked my assistant to find him and send him to Director Yang's studio."

Yao Yao couldn't believe it, why didn't Sheng Ye give up?

"Have you gone already? Where is the address of the studio?" Yao Yao asked eagerly, "I said I don't want him to shoot short films!"

Yao Haifeng didn't understand: "Why can't he be filmed?"

Yao Yao couldn't explain to his father, so he urged: "Give me the address, and I'll rush there right away."

Seeing Yao Yao's eager expression, Yao Haifeng arranged a driver for Yao Yao, although he was puzzled. Yao Yao got the address and went out immediately, jumped into the car and headed towards Yang Qing's studio.

On the way, he dialed a call to Sheng Ye in the car, the call was connected, and Sheng Ye on the other end seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yaoyao, I'm so happy that you took the initiative to call me."

Yao Yao didn't have time to chat with him, so he said, "Have you gone to find Yang Qing? Come back soon!"

Sheng Ye was silent for a while, and asked, "Why are you so opposed to me doing this?"

Nonsense, if he goes over now, isn't it true that the Yao family will help him through the back door?

Yao Yao asked Sheng Ye back: "Why do you have to shoot this commercial?"

After a long time, Sheng Ye replied: "I need this opportunity, I want to impress everyone."

What do you mean, this is different from what he said last time to prove himself.

Obviously, Yao Yao couldn't convince Sheng Ye on the phone, so he hung up the phone and asked the driver to drive quickly.

Yang Qing's studio is in a small alley in the urban area. It is two floors downstairs of a rented private house. It seems that funds are relatively short. The staff stopped it.

"Do you have an appointment?"

Fortunately, Yao Yao took the driver with him, and the driver came forward to explain to the staff.This studio is small in scale and doesn't have such a strict reservation system. The person who stopped Yao Yao even laughed at himself: "It's really lively today, there haven't been so many people in a long time, the assistant and the boy you are looking for just walked in. Go straight upstairs."

After hearing this, Yao Yao immediately started to catch up.

He reached the second floor and ran to the largest office. Through the glass, he happened to see Yao Haifeng's assistant and Sheng Ye standing inside. Before he even had time to knock on the door, he pushed open the door of the office and forced his way in.

Yang Qing was also in the office. When she saw Yao Yao coming in, she was not angry, but said with a smile, "Young Master Yao is here too. Is our short film so popular? Did you also change your mind and want to act in it?"

He winked at Yao Yao, and said apologetically, "It's a pity that I came a step late."

Sheng Ye stood beside him, without a smile on his face, staring straight at the corner of the room, even Yao Yao came in without attracting his attention.

Only then did Yao Yao realize that there was another person sitting on the sofa in the corner.

The man had a gloomy face and profound features. A small watermelon hairpin was tied in front of his forehead, and his long bangs were tied up, adding a bit of cuteness.

This contradiction of indifference and cuteness is impressive, and it is difficult to take your eyes off this person.

Yao Yao stared at this person, stunned.

...Why is Lu Chenzhou here?

Seeing Yao Yao enter the room, Lu Chenzhou stood up, picked up the paper on the coffee table in front of him, handed it to Yang Qing, and said, "It's been signed."

He glanced at Sheng Ye, then at Yao Yao, and said, "It seems that if we are a few minutes late, the contract will not be signed."

The author has something to say: rebirth is one step ahead.

International practice, the second watch is in the middle of the night

感谢在2020-07-2521:31:43~2020-07-2619:28:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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