Forced to open business after picking up a tyrant [Entertainment]

Shen Nian's profile picture is a large font, with a chocolate villain lying lazily, so the name is even more appropriate.

[Salted Fish Player].

Shen Nian was the first person Jian Xichen added. After adding, that person seemed very satisfied, thinking about the little chocolate man for a while.

Jian Xichen asked curiously, "How do I change my profile picture?"

Shen Nian: "..."

You just won't let me write a manuscript, right?

Shen Nian blasted out together with his mobile phone, and slammed the door heavily.

After chasing people away, he dragged himself to the bathroom, patted his face with cold water to wake himself up, and returned to the manuscript.

It's [-]:[-] in the morning, so by [-]:[-] in the morning, I should be able to finish another half episode.

With the continuous sound of keyboards in the room, Shen Nian's attention was all on the flickering white screen, and he didn't pay attention to the several WeChat messages that popped up one after another on the phone.

……

At five thirty, Shen Nian had two thick dark circles under her eyes, fell into the bed, hugged the quilt, her eyelids drooped immediately.

He reached for the phone and opened the message in a daze.

On the top row of the dialog box, there was a head portrait with black characters on a white background, and a hard-tipped character.

"I".

The nickname is exactly the same, me.

Shen Nian burst into a "puchi" laugh, and the sleepiness was also laughed away.

Shen Nian murmured, and sent a few words to run on the other side.

Salted fish player: [Long live the emperor. 】

Still not giving up, he followed another "kneeling" villain.

"Ha ha ha ha."

After he sent it, he was very happy.

Shen Nian scrolled up a few more posts, Jian Xichen's message was sent in the middle of the night.

I: [I will change my avatar. 】

I: [Can I have a nickname? 】

I: [I'm going to bed. 】

Zhen: [Shen Xianyu also rested earlier. 】

Shen Nian: "...Shen Xianyu???"

Does this person think that when chatting on WeChat, they have to call each other by nicknames to show friendship?

Shen Nian originally thought that he must have slept so full of resentment, but Jian Xichen disturbed him, smiled and fell asleep.

Also had a sweet dream.

In the dream, I wore white clothes with my hair tied up, and was scolding a seven or eight-year-old child.

The child stuck his neck and said stiffly: "This king knows his mistake, please punish Mr. Shen."

Then the child obediently pouted his buttocks, waiting to be beaten.

Shen Nian thinks this little baby is so much fun, obviously a bigger kid has to pretend to be an adult.

Shen Nian hit him twice, walked around to him, looked at his red and swollen eye circles, and asked with a smile: "Hey, what's your name?"

The boy gasped, endured the pain, and straightened himself, with a milky voice.

He said, "My king's name is Xichen."

Shen Nian snorted: "I also see ghosts in my dreams."

……

Shen Nian slept until evening, the sun was setting.

Bustling outside the window, rush hour, the alley seems to have exploded, and the busiest moment of the day is cordially opened.

Shen Nian stared at the ceiling, staring blankly for a few minutes, like a loach, pulling the quilt to sit up, scratching his messy hair.

Open WeChat and start reviewing the memorial.

Tang Duo sent three messages and made two phone calls.

Tell him not to stay up late, the high-speed train tomorrow morning.

Song Lei respectfully sent a message that tomorrow's itinerary has been arranged.

That "I"...

I haven't sent a message for a whole day, and the message box was squeezed to the bottom.

Shen Nian messed up some food in the refrigerator, and went to the yard to practice Tai Chi under the setting sun.

He raised his arms and kicked his legs stiffly, and his movements were slow, not as agile as those old men and women doing morning exercises in the park.

He had just finished playing a set of punches when he heard the sound of keys turning at the gate of the courtyard.

Jian Xichen pushed the door open and came in, probably because she didn't expect Shen Nian to be in the yard, she lost her mind for a while at the door, then walked around to Shen Nian, and said meanly: "Morning."

"morning."

When Shen Nian looked up, he saw the setting sun swaying and rolling to the horizon.

It's really early.

Jian Xichen was carrying a takeaway bag in his hand, Shen Nian recognized it at a glance, it was the bag from Zhang Bo's wonton stand.

The takeaways from other stores in the alley have printed their own logos in big and thick shapes, lest the customers be blind and not see them.

Zhang Bo's is different, very unique, the civilian version of the red bag bought in the supermarket, all in one color, nothing.

Shen Nian thought to himself, um, I know I brought him takeaway, so I didn't rent the room in vain for this night.

Shen Nian followed Jian Xichen to the living room, the man washed his hands, sat down at the table, opened the bag, raised his eyes, and saw Shen Nian staring at him strangely.

Jian Xichen lifted the lid, and the hot aroma of wontons and scallions instantly filled the dining room.

Shen Nian also pulled away the chair, sat down, and looked forward to it.

Jian Xichen said "Oh": "I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn't buy it for you, for fear of getting confused."

Shen Nian: "??"

Looking forward to your head...

In order to prove his words, Jian Xichen scooped up a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth.The eyes are still innocent: "Shen Qing really wants to eat?"

Shen Nian turned pale, bowed her shoulders, and went to the kitchen to order a bowl of instant noodles.

A long table with two people sitting at one end.

Jian Xichen completely obeyed the rule of not talking when eating, and after eating the last wonton, she wiped her mouth: "Boss Tang helped me get my identity done. I went to Ouhe to sign a contract today."

Shen Nian slurped the noodles and said vaguely: "That means there is a dormitory, move out quickly."

"No." Jian Xichen changed the subject, "The teacher said that the dormitory resources are a bit tight recently, and asked me to stay away for a few days."

Shen Nian was stunned: "How many days is a few days?"

"I don't know."

Shen Nian pointed at the door, her brows were tightened, impatiently: "I have an ID card, right? I'll go to the hotel by myself."

"Not at all. I think it's a good place here."

Jian Xichen got up and threw the takeaway boxes into the trash can in the kitchen, and sorted them into different categories.Pour off the remaining broth and throw the box in the dry trash.

"Small western-style building in an independent garden, the location is excellent, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle."

After Jian Xichen washed her hands, she leaned against the kitchen door, folded her arms and looked at Shen Nian.

Just teasing him on purpose.

Shen Nian's face felt hot for a while, holding the bowl and chopsticks, he passed by Jian Xichen muttering: "Why is your memory so good?"

The environment of the mansion is indeed good, but it certainly does not refer to the attic where Jian Xichen lives. After all, it is not easy to stand up straight on the steeple.

Jian Xichen took a step across and blocked his way: "Is Shen Qing feeling guilty?"

Shen Nian: "..."

Jian Xichen laughed lowly: "Then why not let me live in the room next to yours?"

Shen Nian: "..."

I am ashamed of my sister!

Shen Nian found that every time he talked with Jian Xichen, he would feel an inexplicable coercion.

A penniless kid with amnesia, but he didn't realize it, and always seemed to bow his head.

The cold white light in the kitchen enveloped the two of them.

Standing closer, Shen Nian was suddenly in a trance, Jian Xichen's cold face was slightly similar to the child he had dreamed of during the day.

"..."

Shen Nian rubbed his eyes, implying that he must have been tightly bound by this person for the past two days.

Everyone looks like him.

"Buzz, buzz."

Shen Nian's cell phone rang in time to break the silence in the room.

Shen Nian picked up the phone, and said to Jian Xichen: "Don't move, this matter is not over yet."

"Mr. Shen." Zhao Sirui's voice had a unique domineering power through electromagnetic waves, "Little Jane's first announcement is finalized."

"So fast?"

"Director Song called me personally and wanted him to play a role in the group."

"Ok?"

"I booked him a ticket for tomorrow morning. Are you going to Hengzhou tomorrow? It's just right. Take him there first."

"Eh? Wait."

Zhao Sirui: "Oh, by the way, there are two other children who have terminated the contract and haven't moved out. He told me that they live with you recently. I think it's very good. Your small western-style building is also close to the company."

Zhao Sirui chattered, not giving Shen Nian a chance to breathe.

Shen Nian was hung up with a smile on his face, and his heart was about to explode.

I feel bad.

Shen Nian supported his forehead and leaned against the wall with one hand, the pile of broken scripts was not as irritating as the person in front of him.

"Jane Xichen."

"I didn't leave."

Jian Xichen was very obedient, waiting in the kitchen, studying a few magnets on the refrigerator door.

Take it off, put it back on, take it off again...

Shen Nian curled up his knuckles and tapped on his temple: "Did I owe you something in my previous life?"

Jian Xichen's pupils tightened, and his whole face collapsed in an instant

That faint expression was almost fragmented.

Before Shen Nian's gaze came over, Jian Xichen turned his head away and mumbled, "I can pay the rent."