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

The high temperature in midsummer always crushes the city with the most arrogant attitude.

It was less than nine o'clock, and the waiting hall of the high-speed rail station was already full of people.

Shen Nian rested his legs, found a relatively remote corner seat in the waiting hall, plugged in headphones, wore sunglasses, and had a cool image of an outsider.

It's just that no matter how cool he is, he still can't stop the glances from all around.

Several girls passing by nearby had peach blossoms on their faces and whispered to each other. Two of them pushed each other and fell in front of Shen Nian. Then they rolled their eyes and bravely asked Shen Nian... Jian Xichen who was beside him.

"Little brother, can you give me a contact information?"

Shen Nian narrowed her eyes behind the sunglasses, kicked the suitcase with her toes, and moved two seats to the side.

The crowd of onlookers was too dumb.

Anyway, he can be regarded as a good-looking man, even if he is not tender next door, he shouldn't be ignored like this.

Then, Shen Nian was ruthlessly ignored.

As soon as he moved away, a girl rushed to sit in the two vacant seats and made friends with Jian Xichen.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

"So handsome, isn't he really a star?"

"What time is your car?"

Shen Nian plugged the earphones tightly, and only glanced at Jian Xichen out of the corner of his eye. Unexpectedly, this person's endurance is so good today, and he didn't say anything out of anger.

It may be that I found a job and got a place to live. When I feel better, my attitude will naturally improve.

"There are a lot of empty chairs over there, isn't it hot to squeeze here?"

A person with a good attitude speaks with a bad attitude.

"Not hot, not hot."

Jian Xichen: "I'm hot."

Surroundings: "Ah, it's really hot."

"I have a small electric fan!" A blind girl flipped through her bag.

Before she could take out something, Jian Xichen suddenly said: "There is no contact information."

"Where to go, I don't need to tell you."

"Not a star."

"What time the car arrives has nothing to do with you."

He returned all the greetings from the girls in one breath.The enthusiasm of others was frozen into ice slag by him and shattered to the ground.

The girl who flipped the bag froze, and the other person beside her was also dumbfounded.

Half a second later, "Fuck" burst out in unison.

The two scolded angrily, "Such a pretty face, so rude".

Half sighed, half regretted, and left reluctantly.

"You talk like that? Have you ever been beaten to death?" Shen Nian's Erlang's legs were raised up.

Jian Xichen: "Who dares to hit me?"

Shen Nian put one hand on the trolley of the suitcase, pulled it out, pushed it back, pulled it out, pushed it back, exhilarated.

"You are my tenant now. As the landlord, I would like to remind you, don't talk about your 'zhen' all day long."

Shen Nian opened his palm and adjusted his sunglasses: "Also, you are someone who wants to enter the entertainment industry, not fresh seafood from the vegetable market. Who can you show a frozen dead fish face to?"

Jian Xichen turned to Shen Nian, the corners of her mouth curled down extremely lightly: "How can I have a frozen fish face?"

"...Why didn't you laugh just now?"

"Why should I laugh at them?"

"Can you laugh at me?"

"Of course, you are my Shen Qing."

"you shut up."

"Okay." Jian Xichen closed his mouth, and moved two seats in Shen Nian's direction calmly.

The two are together again.

Shen Nian suddenly felt an ice stove blowing his face.

Jian Xichen radiated cold air all over his body, and in the high temperature of the surrounding air, he rushed to him in a rampage.

Shen Nian was in the hot and cold, and squeezed him with cold words: "Aren't you hot?"

This question is the same as what Jian Xichen asked the girls just now, and the tone is similar.

But one has more disgust, and the other has more sarcasm.

Jian Xichen found a small electric fan from her schoolbag, turned the wind power to the maximum, and blew it on herself.It's like putting a basin of ice cubes in front of the air conditioner fan, which cools down very much.

"not hot."

Shen Nian: "..."

Shen Nian took off his sunglasses, leaned close to the man's hand-held small fan: "Why do you look familiar?"

"When I went out, I saw you put it on the table, so I brought it over."

"!!!"

"I asked you before, you can wear shoes in the entrance, and you said yes."

"Did I say it? Did I say it?"

"You, like me, have amnesia?"

"... Pooh, Tongyan Wuji."

The station hall announced that the high-speed train they were on was ready to board.

Shen Nian couldn't wait to drag the suitcase and left, dryly leaving the Wuji child behind him.

Jian Xichen opened his mouth, Shen Nian was either beaten to death or pissed off.

Stay away from the dead star, Amitabha.

However, Jian Xichen was tall and long-legged, and within two steps, he followed.

Shen Nian walked fast, so he increased his pace, Shen Nian deliberately walked slowly, and he strolled along the side.

In short, in the hall, it was obvious that Yisha Mao was walking fast and slowly, and the people next to him were not in a hurry, and they even put on a calm and graceful demeanor.

I don't know who is a "baby child".

Jian Xichen said without words: "Master asked me if there was any black history before, what is black history?"

"Black history is whether you have done stupid things before, such as being in a seventeen or eighteen relationship, talking nonsense while drunk, or being a shameless keyboard troll on the Internet..."

"Like you are now?"

"??"

"Want to avoid me, stop and go? Like a fool?"

"...cough cough."

Shen Nian didn't want to leave, she pressed her heart with one hand, and stretched out the other arm tremblingly: "That... help me."

Jian Xichen didn't understand for a while, and held his arm: "What's the matter?"

Shen Nian looked at him, her eye circles were red with grievance.He laughed at himself for his old white face, but in fact his face was quite fair, with clear eyebrows, more refined than Chi Xia's face.

Jian Xichen stared at him lightly, feeling the delicate skin of this man with some hot flashes in his palm.

Soft, completely different from his prickly temper.

Shen Nianbaba said: "The emperor is merciful, let the villain go."

The corner of Jian Xichen's mouth was lightly pursed, and she pressed her fingers tighter, "Sure."

The moment Jian Xichen spoke, Shen Nian caught sight of his eyes, flashed an inauthentic smile, and disappeared suddenly after being squeezed by the noise in the passenger transport hall.

A strange feeling suddenly jumped in Shen Nian's heart.

Thinking of the daydream, that childish voice called him: "Mr. Shen."

……

When they arrived at Hengzhou Station, the crew who came to pick them up were waiting at the door early.

Shen Nian originally thought that an assistant director would come, but he didn't expect Song Lei to come in person.

Beads of sweat hung on Song Lei's innocent face. Without saying a word, he came up to help carry the luggage: "Mr. Shen, I will trouble you this time."

From the station, there is still about 10 minutes to the film and television city.

Shen Nian is a frequent visitor to the film and television city. In the early years, he wrote a lot of TV dramas and online dramas, and he often stayed here for half a year.

Later, he gradually turned to the big screen, and this kind of one-way film and television city came less and less.

Song Lei brought Shen Nian and Jian Xichen to the hotel where the crew stayed.

The room the crew arranged for Shen Nian was higher than Song Lei's.

Just like what Tang Duo said, Shen Nian's coffee position is there, and at least 20.00% of the crew in the country can walk sideways.

The remaining 80.00% can't move him at all.

Before getting on the elevator, Shen Nian asked Song Lei for a copy of the crew's notice sheet for the past two days, scanned the ten lines at a glance, frowned and said, "What's so good about that, what's so good? There's not even a single play of Emperor Xichen?"

Song Lei's head was dripping with sweat, and he breathed heavily: "The blow was too big last time, and I haven't recovered yet. I haven't returned to the crew, and I can't find anyone."

In the direction of the front desk of the hotel, Jian Xichen followed the living assistant and was checking in.

Shen Nian withdrew his gaze from the man's back, bent his right index finger, and knocked his knuckles on the notice sheet: "Could you be looking for this kid to rescue you?"

"Oh haha, of course not."

In terms of the performance that day, Jian Xichen was much better than Jiang Sijia, and he was completely alive as Emperor Xichen.

But it's not too easy for the crew to change people hastily, not to mention how high Jian Xichen's performance level is, no one can be sure.

Shen Nian also didn't think that Liang Zeng and Song Lei would be such hasty people.

Jian Xichen dragged the suitcase and walked towards Shen Nian and the others with the room card.

Song Lei patted him on the shoulder politely: "Have you seen the character, let's try it out later."

Jian Xichen pressed the elevator light and responded, "Okay."

Shen Nian put the bulletin board in front of the indicator light: "Who are you playing?"

Jian Xichen's fingers hadn't been retracted yet, so she simply pinched the notification form.Each of the two grabbed one side of the paper.

"Shen Nian."

Song Lei was also there, and Jian Xichen didn't yell "Shen Qing, Shen Qing".

Every time Jian Xichen called Shen Nian's name, Shen Nian always felt that this person was passing through him, calling that so-called best friend.

Shen Nian lightly exerted force on his hand, and pulled back the notice sheet.

I heard Jian Xichen say seriously: "I play Chong Qiang."

"who is it?"

Shen Nian didn't react for a while.

Song Lei interjected and said with a smile: "Emperor Xichen's father, the Supreme Emperor, Chong Qiang."

Shen Nian: "??"

Song Lei: "Hey, I think the aura is just right."

"Hahahahahaha."

Shen Nian laughed until her legs trembled, she slapped the announcement watch on Jian Xichen's chest, and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "It's just right."

Those crystal string lights hanging on the ceiling of the elevator hall cast a shallow light on his bright pupils, which was far and clear.

Jian Xichen looked at him, her fingers were hanging by her side, clenched imperceptibly.