celebrity effect

Xing Yang walked into the police station with a box of bird's nest and a box of flower cakes. The little policeman on duty asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Aunt Zhao Chuanfang." Xing Yang said, "Is she on duty today?"

"Yes, what do you want her for?" the young policeman asked.

"Send the pennant." Xing Yang said jokingly, "thank her for saving her life."

The young man glanced at him suspiciously and said, "Wait a minute."

After a while, Zhao Chuanfang walked out of the office and said happily but helplessly: "Yangyang, Xiao Li is a newcomer who just arrived two days ago, don't bully him."

"I'm not wrong." Xing Yang greeted him with a smile, "Didn't you just save my life?"

"It's not that exaggerated." Zhao Chuanfang looked down at the gift box carried by Xing Yang, "It's fine if you come, what should you bring?"

"My sister asked me to bring it." Xing Yang stuffed the gift box to Zhao Chuanfang, "You can keep it, I'm tired of carrying it all the way."

Zhao Chuanfang laughed angrily at what he said: "That's what I said, those who didn't know thought you came from the city."

"Driving is tiring too." Xing Yang acted coquettishly and flirtatiously. Zhao Chuanfang was so coaxed by him that he stopped rejecting the gift and put it in the cabinet on the desk.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhao Chuanfang asked, "There is a new hot pot restaurant outside, and it says it serves fresh-cut beef. Don't you like fresh-cut beef? Let's go, Auntie invites you."

"Okay." Xing Yang happily followed behind Zhao Chuanfang, "Auntie, have you taken any skin care products? Your skin is so good."

"Really? I also feel that my skin has improved." Zhao Chuanfang touched his face, "My neighbor is not at home these days, I help her walk the dog, I feel very happy. Maybe it is because I am in a better mood, so the skin condition is not good. alright."

"Does Auntie want to raise a dog?" Xing Yang asked.

"When I retire, next year." Zhao Chuanfang said, "I will retire in May next year."

The two chatted about miscellaneous and trivial daily life until five o'clock in the evening, when Xing Yang drove back to the city.

As the sun set and the lights came up, Xing Yang put his slender fingers on the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes, and slowly stopped at the last car in the traffic light.He seldom thinks about the past and the events of his childhood, as if if he doesn't think about it, it means that it never happened. His background can be as the outsiders guessed, he is a pampered and wealthy young master.

Actually not, he is the child of a security guard and a woman from a foreign land, his father is an unsung hero, and his mother lives in an unknown place.His name, Xing Yang, does not have a single word for his real name.His surname is not Xing, his father called him Yang Yang, but he doesn't know which Yang Yang.Eight years old should be in the second grade. If you start school early, it is not impossible to go to the third grade, but Xing Yang only went to the first grade.

His father came from the countryside, was in financial distress, and had to take care of the young Xing Yang, so he had to find a job as a gatekeeper, saving money for books to pay for Xing Yang's schooling.Xing Yang went to school late, started the first grade at the age of seven, and visited the factory with his father during the summer vacation.After his father died, Xing Yang was taken home by his uncle to raise him until he was nine years old. His uncle had two children, so it was not his turn to go back to school.He cleans, washes and cooks all day long. A child as big as a bean, his fingers get chilblains from washing clothes in winter, and he gets burnt by splashing oil when cooking.

Xing Yang ran out of his uncle's house without looking back, and headed north with a few beggars, stop and go, and the kind police sent them to the orphanage.Xing Yang is always adopted because of his good looks.The wandering life made Xing Yang extra vigilant, like a stressed little wolf, no one could gain his trust, he was taken away and sent back, repeated several times, Xing Yang simply jumped over the wall and ran out of the orphanage to continue vagabond life.

Until he was 12 years old, when he met Zong Zhengqian, Xing Yang was tidied up so obediently that he didn't dare to run, and sat at his desk obediently to write math problems.

He will never be a pampered young master, that is something that does not exist in his genes, he is a howling wind, a lone wolf, a tall and straight tree in the mud.He often thought, if he hadn't met Zong Zhengqian, he would have died in a rushing river or under a cold bridge, how would his life be written.

Whenever he heard others say that he has a profound background and natural aptitude, he would sneer in his heart. He was just unlucky and very lucky. Those glamorous rhetoric were just made up by outsiders to comfort his laziness and stupidity.Just like the extravagant and hypocritical entertainment industry, the pustules revealed by the fig leaf are either exposed by the reporter's vitriolic reports, or are blocked by the overwhelming public relations draft, and then a few layers of whitewashing.

The window was lowered, the cold winter wind poured into the car, Xing Yang rubbed his eyes, feeling sleepy.The phone rang, and he pressed the answer button: "Hello, sister."

"Where are you?" Zong Zhengqian asked.

"Wait for the red light on Beiqing Road." Xing Yang said.

"There's nothing wrong with the company, so there's no need to come back." Zong Zhengqian said, "Go straight to dinner."

"Oh good." Xing Yang said.

After hanging up the phone, Xing Yang stared at the countdown numbers at the red light.A WeChat message slipped into his mobile phone, and he clicked on the chat page. Shao Zhixing sent a picture of an orange cat.

[Xing Yang: I'm on Beiqing Road, passing by Wangjing West later, shall we have dinner together? 】

[Shao Zhixing: OK. 】

The corner of Xing Yang's lips curled up into a smile, and the sign at the intersection jumped to a green light. He started the car and started, leaving aside the useless emotions that had just been sentimental, and had some fun.

Arriving at Building 23 of the Industrial Park, before Shao Zhixing came down, Fat Ju twisted and walked to Xing Yang's feet and sat down, looking at him eagerly.

Xing Yang spread his hands: "I have nothing to eat."

The orange cat lowered its head in disappointment, sniffed left and right, shook its beard, meowed, and then got down and ignored Xing Yang boredly.

With the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps, Shao Zhixing came out with a black backpack, and smiled softly when he saw Xing Yang: "I want to eat spicy hot pot."

"Okay." Xing Yang said, he opened the door and got in, turned the key to start the car.

"You talk less." Shao Zhixing said, "Are you tired?"

"A little sleepy." Xing Yang yawned, "Are you working overtime tonight?"

"Plus, I want to follow a piece of news." Shao Zhixing said, "I brought my camera and computer."

Xing Yang was really sleepy, so he found a spicy hot pot shop on the side of the road, Shao Zhixing picked out side dishes in a plastic basin, Xing Yang sat at the dining table and squinted his eyes to rest.

Shao Zhi glanced at Xing Yang from the corner of his eye, and felt that the other party was similar to the old orange cat downstairs. When he was happy, he tried his best to please him, but when he was unhappy, he showed subtle arrogance and indifference, which was true.

No one can be perfect, and Shao Zhixing just felt that Xing Yang's character met his expectations.

During the meal, Xing Yang asked, "Do you have any close friends?"

"There are a few, not close." Shao Zhixing said, "There is a boy who went to elementary school and junior high school together when we were young, and we also kept in touch in high school. He went to the south to go to university, stayed in Guangzhou, and later stayed in Guangzhou to work, so there is no news. "

"You go to university in Tianjin, don't you have a few classmates who play well?" Xing Yang asked.

Shao Zhixing smiled: "Yes, but I am too embarrassed to bother them. Everyone is in the news, so how can I lose other people's jobs because of my affairs."

"That's right, Tongtian's connections can barely withstand what you've encountered." Xing Yang said, "Not everyone has this kind of relationship." In order to save face, "I will help you a little, but I can't help you too much, so as not to drag you into it if something happens to me one day."

"Don't talk nonsense, what can happen to you." Shao Zhixing said.

Xing Yang took a sip of white water and said, "You've just entered the industry, so you don't know how deep the water is here. A few years ago, the youngest son of the Xie family, who was headed by a wealthy family, tried his best to win a movie king, and registered a studio to stand in for others. Disaster. This is something that is uncertain, who knows when the head will be slapped on the head, and the next ban will be secretly issued, and we must not stir up public opinion, influence the wind direction, etc., we both have to get out."

"Get out, just get out, didn't you agree, I'll sell roasted sweet potatoes, and I'll leave you a place to sell fried skewers." Shao Zhixing said.

Xing Yang looked at him speechlessly, and then laughed after a while: "Okay, just treat me as unfounded. I will have to rely on Boss Shao in the future."

"Dinner, don't make fun of me." Shao Zhixing's ears were slightly hot, and he turned his head away to ignore his words.