The actor is always coveting me

"I can't fly no matter what~ The World of Flowers~"

"So I'm a ~drunk butterfly~"

The elegant and rising mobile phone rang suddenly, breaking the frozen atmosphere in the ride for 10 minutes.

The passenger in the back row leaned on the seat, disliked the sun's glare, covered his eyes with his slender fingers, and dozed off drowsily. .

Beard, gold necklace, big vest, strong and well-developed tendons.

He didn't have the heart to call the police at any time, and he didn't dare to get into his car casually.

The eldest brother looks so good, but his taste is so unique?

The driver was driving the car attentively, with his back straight and his posture rigid, as if he had just graduated from a driving school.

The singing in the car became louder and louder.

The veins on the passenger's forehead twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "This big brother..."

Finally stopped in front of the red light, the driver brother breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pressed the phone, turned his head and bared his big white teeth: "I'm sorry, little brother, my wife wants to participate in the [-]th Square Dance Competition, and I catch her every day." I practiced with her at home, so I set the ringtone to this, so I can find the beat if I listen to it too much..."

While talking, he secretly looked at the young passenger.

White hoodie, tall.

The chassis of the ride-on car is relatively short, forcing him to curl up his two straight long legs, tilt his head slightly to avoid the sunlight shining into the car, and a few half-length strands of golden hair leaked from the hat, making his complexion white.

Just looking at the lower half of the face is enough to catch the eye.

The driver continued: "I'm not very skilled in this technology, so I dare not look at my phone while driving..."

Shen Ji sensed something was wrong, politely interrupted: "Dare to ask you and your driver's license Guigeng?"

"45." The driver patted his chest proudly, and pointed to the driver's license lovingly, "It was just half a month old."

As he said that, the uncle driver bent down and picked up a certificate from the side to show.

There are sunspots on the orange background, and a line of dragons and phoenixes: "Congratulations to Comrade Xu Dagang, who has struggled in Yanshan Driving School for 20 years, and finally got his driver's license, and graduated with difficulty!"

Shen Ji felt that his life was threatened: "...how about I drive it."

The car drifted all the way on the road, and it was really not easy to recover his life.

The driver waved his hands again and again: "Thank you, but I need to practice more."

The trainee held the door handle of the car, and was about to jump out of the car and run away when the situation was wrong.

The driver asked curiously again: "Little brother, it seems that you are going to Orange Blossom Entertainment, are you a star?"

Shen Ji paused, and replied: "...almost."

Yes, yes, no, no, why is it similar?

The driver was puzzled and wanted to ask, but when the car behind him honked his horn, he realized that the traffic light had changed. He sat up straight and said "clutch left and brake right", obeying the traffic rules, and proceeded to Orange Flower Entertainment with great care. .

The car fell silent again, Shen Ji raised his hand to cover his face.

He was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids rushed towards each other desperately.

He stayed up all night last night, going door to door to catch his father from the mahjong parlor.

Fearing that the old man would be choked to death by vomit in the middle of the night, he stayed by the bed and sat until noon. When the old man opened his eyes and saw him, he was almost terrified. Guarantee.

After it was over, I ordered a bowl of noodles for him, and asked for credit: "Son, isn't next month the first anniversary of your group's debut? I see that your fans are raising funds, and I gave you 5000 yuan!"

Play a few.

Send me money with the money I gave you, is your brain sick?

There were thousands of words in Shen Ji's heart, but he didn't say a word at the end.

In his first year of freshman year, he was stubborn, and he worked for a summer vacation to make up enough tuition fees, but his living expenses were not covered, so he had to go back to his old job and work as a resident singer in a bar—the faceless kind.Seeing that he sang well and the price was low, the bar owner reluctantly agreed.

Unexpectedly, he would soon become popular in the surrounding area. Orange Blossom's scouts had a keen sense of smell and stalked him to get his contact information, tricking him into signing the contract.

After being a trainee for a year and a half, last year Shen Ji formed a group with other trainees in the company and named it OLIVINE.Xiaopotuan was silent, and there was no splash in his debut for a year, and he didn't even have a regular live.

Last week, the manager invited five people to dinner and told them tactfully that the company plans to officially announce the disbandment of OLIVINE next month.

Today is August NO.30.

Orange Blossom originally mainly trained entertainers in the performing arts. In the early years, it was also prosperous, and even produced a sky-high celebrity actor. Unfortunately, in recent years, the old man has passed away, and the newcomers have not lived up to expectations, and they are getting more and more declining.

The upper management of the company tried to train men's and women's groups to save themselves, and raised some trainees to test the waters. OLIVINE is one of them.

The manager's words are still ringing in my ears: "Recently, the talent show is so popular. You can sign up later. Although the twice-cooked meat doesn't sound good, but with your appearance and ability, you have a great chance of getting a debut position, and you will definitely be popular."

"I don't blame you for disbanding, each of you is excellent..."

Shit.

The ride stopped, Shen Ji wiped his face, the car door hadn't opened yet, the driver looked out the car window and sighed: "Mother, there are so many people, little brother, is this here to pick you up?"

what?

Shen Ji didn't pay attention to the outside of the car at all. When he heard the sound, he raised his eyes, only to find that the company's gate was full of people. The people in the front row were either reporters or sisters with long and short guns. fan.

Finding the car stopped, a group of people clattered around.

It is likely that some big coffee is coming, and they admit it wrong.

From the rearview mirror, Shen Ji found that there was a car behind, a big red Porsche, obviously not in the same class as this one.He realized it in his heart, lowered the car window a little, and stretched out his hand in the eyes of everyone.

The neatly manicured fingers pointed back.

Only then did everyone realize that they had surrounded the wrong person, and rushed over again.

There were too many people nearby, and the driver couldn't park safely. Shen Ji took a little effort to get out of the car door and glanced over there.

It happened that a female fan shouted excitedly: "Fu Zaitong! Husband! Look at me!"

It turned out to be this one.

Shen Ji casually glanced over there, turned his eyes away without interest, walked into the company's gate, and sent a message in the OLIVINE group.

-Shen Ji: Your male god haunts the door of the company@罗阳

-Luoyang:! ! !I'll fly over right away! ! !

-Shen Ji: Don't fly, he'll be gone when you come over, come here to breathe the air that your male god has breathed?

-Luoyang: Does that count as me being in close contact with the male god [shy]

-Shen Ji: Then it might be a group P scene now

-Qi Lin: ... Chick, your pure personality is about to collapse

-Luoyang: [Crying] Obviously this is the last live broadcast, why is it only Chick going, I would have brought my brother to join the show if I knew it earlier!

Shen Ji responded indifferently: Because you were still sleeping in when I woke you up at noon.

- Luoyang: ...

The members of OLIVINE are not very old, and the group chats have always been active. You chat with each other, and the mobile phone keeps ringing.

When the elevator came down, Shen Ji put away his phone, went in and pressed the floor.

The moment the elevator door closed, a voice shouted from outside: "Wait!"

Shen Ji's fingertips paused, and he pressed the elevator to open. The noisy human voice came in accompanied by several figures, all tall and big, and the elevator was immediately filled.

The one who squeezed in front of Shen Ji was a very tall man. Shen Ji was 1.8 meters tall, and the other man was half a head taller than him. He was wearing perfume elegantly, and his shirt was crisp and expensive.

"Thank you, my friend." The person next to the man breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Fu just returned to China. I don't know who leaked the news. A bunch of people came here to stop him."

Brother Fu?

Hearing the key words, Shen Ji forgot to answer, raised his head slightly, and shifted his gaze from the other party's shirt to his face.

The man's face was lazy, his eye sockets were deep, and his eyes looked extremely deep, with clear outlines, and his eyes were half-drooped as if he couldn't wake up.

Just looking at the appearance, he is so handsome that he has a sense of aggression.

With the inconspicuous lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, the aggression in his appearance was weakened.

The other party is also looking at him.

Even though Shen Ji seldom watches movies, he can still recognize that this is Fu Zaitong, the male god Luoyang has been thinking about.

There is a comment on Fu Zaitong in the industry: the acting skills of drama bone, the popularity of flow.

He was at the peak when he debuted, and he was not trapped, but continued to break through, which is like a myth.

Shen Ji doesn't watch movies very much, and has no interest in Fu Zaitong, maintaining a kind mask, smiling and nodding to the man next to him.

The elevator dinged and reached his floor.

Noticing that Fu Zaitong's eyes were still on his face, with a bit of inquiry, Shen Ji felt a little uncomfortable, subconsciously tilted his head, nodded towards the person who spoke, and left the elevator.

The mobile phone signal recovered, and he clicked into the group chat again.

-Shen Ji: I met your male god in the elevator @罗阳

-Luoyang:! ! !Do you want to sign?

-Shen Ji: No

-Luoyang: It's a chance from heaven, but you didn't want it. Do you know how much Fu Zaitong's autograph can sell in Xianyu?

Shen Ji: "..."

I thought your love for your male god was pure.

Just as she was thinking about it, the call from her manager Yu Jing suddenly popped up: "Xiao Ji, have you arrived at the company yet? I'm still outside. You go and put on makeup first. The live broadcast starts at seven o'clock."

Shen Ji rubbed the tip of his nose, and obediently responded.

"Have you memorized the manuscript? I can properly disclose the news of the disbandment during the live broadcast later."

Shen Ji responded again.

"You..." Yu Jing hesitated, "You really don't want to cooperate with the company to hype? You used to..."

"Sister Jing," Shen Ji interrupted her, "That was before."

The two have discussed this issue many times, but Shen Ji, who looked well-behaved on the surface, was extraordinarily tough. Yu Jing sighed and gave up persuading: "Okay, you go to prepare, tonight is you and the member of OLIVINE." The last live broadcast with the identity of ."

Shen Ji hesitated for a moment, lowering her long eyelashes: "Sister Jing, is it really hopeless?"

This week, everyone scolded the company and talked about the disbandment in a joking tone, but in fact no one wanted to disband.

Especially Shen Ji.

"It's hopeless, unless Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth."

Throwing out such a sentence mercilessly, the other side of the phone didn't say anything for a long time. Yu Jing remembered the day when she informed them of the news, the eyes of the young boys were all red, and her heart softened again, and she lowered her voice: "I just want to tell you, You guys are not popular, so don’t blame any of you.”

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows and wanted to ask more questions, but the phone hung up.

Meanwhile, the meeting room on the top floor.

The phone on the table vibrated, indicating that there was a new message.

Fu Zaitong glanced casually, hissed softly, frowned and muttered: "It's all messed up, I've never written such a nasty thing to anyone in my life..."

Assistant Zhou Jixiang stood beside him with his hands behind his back, listening to his muttering, he leaned over curiously: "Brother Fu, what are you talking about?"

Without lifting his eyelids, Fu Zaitong slapped his big head away, took a piece of post-it note, bit off the cap of the pen, glanced at the content of the message, started to write quickly, and wrote.

He didn't even look at the solution in threes and twos, folded the note paper, and threw it to Zhou Jixiang like a bomb: "For the staff of Orange Flower, let them put it in the live broadcast tonight... Shen Ji's lottery In the box, the one I met in the elevator."

Zhou Jixiang snorted, full of curiosity, couldn't help but opened his eyes.

The moment he saw the content clearly, the assistant's expression was mixed, he hesitated to speak: "Brother Fu, do you really want to hand in this note?"

Fu Zaitong clicked his tongue impatiently: "What do you think?"

Zhou Jixiang said hesitantly, signed out the door with a worried mind, and walked into the elevator.

It was late, colleagues went downstairs to eat in twos and threes, and the elevator was full of people.Shen Ji went to the bathroom first, and just passed the elevator when returning to the dressing room.

The elevator stopped with a "ding", and the gate slowly opened.

The tall man in a black suit strode forward, like a black iron tower, full of evil spirits, scaring off the surrounding colleagues who were about to take the elevator.

Shen Ji couldn't help but cast an extra glance, the other party seemed to be aware of his gaze, turned his head to look, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and his face was serious.

Shen Ji's footsteps faltered, and he narrowed his eyes.

The black iron tower suddenly slammed its feet together.

He saluted him solemnly.

Shen Ji: "..."

Since when did the company recruit psychopaths?

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(The protagonist appeared in "Pretending to be Poor", but the setting has been modified, this article shall prevail)