Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

After President Yang was satisfied with the answer sheet, he said that the specific itinerary will be arranged by Xia Zhen's agent, and it is more likely to be on variety shows, because there are scripts, I believe it should not be difficult for her as a writer, but the performance and During the concert, he will be treated more generously than Hormon, and he will arrange for people to study, special requests will be dealt with specially, and there are also ins, and he must interact with his brother.

In terms of speaking, there are no more restrictions. President Yang believes that she will do well. After all, there are many textbook-like characters around her, and she also has many celebrity friends.

"Well... I have a job, and I will follow Xia Zhen's arrangement. Congratulations, you are free." He Ercheng said lightly, probably not paying attention to where he is going, and who he is doing, like this Things will no longer be curious.

In fact, Quan Zhilong has known about it for a long time, but the specific work is not clear, maybe my brother has long valued her original innate conditions, and the current plan is just one of them before her debut. I rejected it because I just want to live in a low-key way. Now I agree , It's all for the future of her younger brother, it's impossible for her not to agree.

But this is something she doesn't like, but it's something she can't help.

He Ercheng went to the practice room and told He Ermeng about it, and then returned the bank card that was originally given to him to his younger brother, and handed the IOU to himself: "The details of the money I spent are on it, including my grandma. All the expenditures from this card will be returned to you. When the official task comes out, I will also be paid. Don’t be stressed. It’s not just for you. To publish a new book, so it is still good for me."

He Ercheng smiled and comforted his younger brother, hoping that he would not feel any pressure.

But after He Ercheng left, Quan Zhilong still opened his mouth: "If you don't seize the opportunity to do a good job this time, let's see if I will give you the concert tickets in the future. It is for you that I agree. Yes, when will your sister's book not be sold?"

He left without saying anything, completely ignoring Hormon's mood.

Xia Zhen got a little annoyed when she heard it: "You said that your sister still talks like a human being. After all, he hasn't married your sister yet, so talking like this is too much."

Holding the bank card and IOU, He Ermeng stood blankly, but also laughed: "Brother, that's really not the end of the joke, even if he doesn't say it, I will put pressure on myself, if I don't want to prove it to the outside world, Parents are parents, siblings are siblings, how could she agree? She is a writer herself, and being on a variety show means obeying the arrangements of other writers, and she can't say anything if she has an opinion. This is the last thing she wants to do The thing is, with Teacher Hong Meilan here, will my sister's book not be sold?"

Xia Zhen was still dissatisfied: "It's not that I don't know, but your sister hasn't said anything, so why should he say it?"

Hormon said: "Just because he cares about my sister, if it weren't for me, could my sister go back to the past and do the thing I don't want to do?"

Xia Zhen: "Yeah... It looks like I've grown up. The program list will only come out tomorrow. I went to check the information today. There will be a meeting tomorrow morning. The specific itinerary needs to be reviewed and decided by the higher authorities, and the results will be announced in the afternoon."

Hormon: "Thank you brother, it's great that we have hope of working again." After speaking, he stuffed the card into the bag and kept it, along with the IOU.

In the evening, it was already late at night. He Ercheng was doing the final proofreading. He went back to the study in one afternoon and after dinner, spread out a table of materials and books, and bound all the first drafts and put them in the box. The bookcase The previous one was placed on the top corner, and this was the second one. She wrapped it in a delicate box and wrote a label on it.

Just like President Yang said, maybe when Hormon gets back on track, then her book can be published. At that time, it may be more influential than before, and even more people like it. She is not an ordinary book. The writer is also He Ermeng's sister, He Ercheng.

He doesn't care about those superficial things at all, what he cares about is not to ruin others because of himself, even if it is his younger brother, the most beloved son of his parents, or the younger brother who is toward her.

There was an unfamiliar call on the phone, and He Ercheng was still continuing. It was almost early in the morning, and he hadn't come back yet, and his family members had already gone to bed. It was also late, and he asked himself in the study: "Is he not here?" Will you really not go home?" I was afraid that he would get angry.

Like He Ercheng, what the family members said were angry words, not sincere.

Mother Quan, who came back at dinner, was in a much better mood, and she was not as awkward and silent as in the morning.

"Er Chengxi, are you asleep?" He Ercheng was asked when he answered the phone, because it was a man and it was an unfamiliar call.

He Ercheng asked indifferently: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Zhilong's manager."

Only then did He Ercheng overlap with the familiar voice of the manager, and greeted: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"Zhilong drank too much, he's a little confused, if you haven't rested, can you..." the manager asked cautiously.

Because of a friend's persuasion, he drank too much when he was happy for a while, and he didn't just fall down once, but after the first wave of drinking, he vomited, and continued to drink when he was a little more sober. If you don't come home late", he probably had almost drunk, so he dragged him into the car and sent him back.

"Is it here now, or soon?"

"Get ready to get off."

"I'll come down immediately." He Ercheng hung up the phone, saved the file, and went downstairs immediately.

When they opened the door, they were already at the door, and a strong smell rushed towards them. She pretended to be okay and supported him: "How much did you drink?"

"I guess I won't remember how I got back tomorrow morning, so let's get the room first," the manager said.

After sending him to the room, He Ercheng went downstairs to see off the manager in person, and when the door was closed, he heard the sound of vomiting from upstairs.

The agent was still very worried and asked: "Is it okay to be alone? It might affect your rest. If it doesn't work, ask his mother to help you. He..." The agent knew it, he drank unconscious Sometimes, I can only fall asleep peacefully after I vomit. I thought that I almost vomited on the road.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it, then, be careful on the road." He Ercheng closed the door, leaned against the cold door for a while, shook his head, tied up his hair, and entered the kitchen.

When she returned to the room, there was a pile of filth on the ground, and she almost vomited her dinner when she smelled that smell.

Going around the pile of filth, I pulled him up, drank some water, and fell back on the bed again, talking vaguely while dancing from time to time, as if I was still in the music at the bar.

She didn't speak, and after he calmed down a bit, she opened the window again and found a rag to wipe off the things on the ground.

One night, she hardly slept, she was cleaning the smell on her body, and the room was still filled with the disgusting smell of alcohol. She wiped the floor over and over again, and she was still in a daze when she sat on the bed. getting shorter and shorter.

At dawn, Quan Zhilong felt in a trance that the person beside him had been sitting and his head was a little heavy, but looking at the mobile phone beside him, it was not bright at this time.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

"Well, you can sleep for a while." She took his hand away and got out of bed.

When my mother went downstairs, she saw He Ercheng busy in the kitchen alone, leaning on the kitchen table, holding her head, and cooking in the pot.

"Er Cheng? Why did you get up so early?" Mother Quan went to turn down the fire and turned on the kitchen light.

Her face was like a piece of white paper, without a trace of blood, and her body seemed to smell of alcohol, but before going to bed last night, she still remembered that she had been writing manuscripts in the study.

"I said I would do it this morning. Why did you get up so early? Or did you write all night? Didn't you say you're not in a hurry?" Mother Quan said while looking at the soup boiling in the pot.

"Ouba has an announcement in the morning, and he drank too much last night. I made him hangover soup, and I also made Ernie's poached eggs." Suddenly, I felt like I had a cold, and there was liquid coming out of my nose, but my hand turned red when I touched it. of blood.

Mother Quan turned around and saw it, she was busy holding a tissue, and asked concerned: "Did you not sleep all night?"

"It just smells bad. I can't sleep, so I'm just waiting for the dawn, for fear that he'll vomit again later." He Ercheng said in a daze, waiting for the dawn all night, finishing what should be done, what was he thinking Knowing nothing, during the process of falling asleep, he said her name several times and said sorry.

This made her even more uncomfortable.

Is it because of the words you said in anger?But it was just to let off steam, and it would be fine after he finished speaking. Didn't he say something like "I still like it"?

Or do you always want to stay by your side, oppressed and out of breath?

Mother Quan pulled away the stool and asked her to sit down. After confirming that she had another nosebleed, she threw the wiped tissue into the trash can. Her hands wrapped her cheeks warmly, just like grandma's hands, and said softly: " Did Zhilong say something, or something made you unhappy? Tell me, and I will scold him later. Also, if you couldn’t handle it last night, you can call me for help. It must be drinking It's not awake."

"It's okay~ I sometimes drink too much."

"Everyone's situation is different. I don't know what kind of virtue he is, as a mother." Mother Quan heard the sound of the door opening in the upstairs room, and the scuffing of the stairs when she came down, and shouted: "Er Cheng, wait Help me wash my clothes, it smells bad."

"Yeah." He Ercheng had finished his breakfast and was drinking the medicine given by Quan's mother.Then he said to Quan's mother: "Then I'm going up, and I have to go out in the afternoon."

"Don't wash your clothes, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep." Mother Quan gave her son sober soup, and then said to He Ercheng.

"Thank you mom, you are so kind, you still think of me."

Quan Zhilong was holding the spoon, but he heard his mother say, "I didn't do it, she did it."

"I thought Mom, you made it..." He was taken aback for a while, but he still drank the soup contentedly and ate the food.

"Did you sleep well?" Originally, he thought his mother cared about him, but after hearing this greeting, Quan Zhilong felt that there was another meaning in the words.

"Very, very good." She suddenly became nervous, and she probably wanted to scold him again early in the morning.

"Of course you'll be fine. I've been up all night to wait on you, a drunkard. How could you not sleep well?" Quan's mother said angrily, but the smile on her face looked creepy.

"Then... I'll apologize."

"If everything can be solved with an apology, there won't be so many couples in the world who get married and then get divorced. Take it easy, at least think about it, you are not alone now, there are still people waiting for you at home."

Quan Zhilong suddenly lost the mood to eat, as if he was being told a small report.

Quan's mother also saw it roughly. Seeing that he didn't speak, she said: "Mom is reasoning with you, so I won't say much else. After all, you are not a child now, and you can't interfere. Eat and watch after eating." Let's see her go, she still has a nosebleed just now."

As soon as Mother Quan turned around, her son ran upstairs.

She smiled with a loving mother: "You have to wait until you are sick to be nervous."

The author has something to say: 〖BTS〗Bright Stars [Entertainment Circle] received 100, I started to save the manuscript, but I haven't saved the manuscript yet, because the words are still being coded.