celebrity effect

"You order." Shao Zhixing pushed the menu to Xing Yang, and Xing Yang pushed it back: "You order."

"Ah?" Shao Zhixing looked at Xing Yang suspiciously.

"It's not easy for you to make money. I'll eat whatever you order." Xing Yang said, "Even if you order two plates of handmade noodles."

Shao Zhixing was in a complicated mood, he didn't know whether he should be moved by Xing Yang's thoughtfulness, or should become angry from embarrassment and think that Xing Yang looked down on him.

However, it seems that since he knew Xing Yang, he has always appeared in front of Xing Yang with the image of not being able to pay the electricity bill for the last meal or the next meal, so...to care about these things is a bit of an afterthought.

Shao Zhixing curled his lips and said to the waiter, "Two plates of handmade noodles."

"..." This person actually only ordered two plates of handmade noodles. Xing Yang watched the waiter's back, and then turned his gaze to Shao Zhixing. He frowned and asked probingly, "Did you borrow usury? "

"No." Shao Zhixing suppressed a smile, "Save some money to buy a dress."

"Forget it, save you to buy clothes, I'll treat you to this meal." Xing Yang said, it was too miserable for him to sit in a hot pot restaurant and eat only one chopstick noodles.

Seeing that he was really planning to pay the bill, Shao Zhixing said, "I ordered other dishes, and I placed the order through the WeChat applet."

"Oh." Xing Yang stopped and said, "I want to drink sour plum soup."

"I ordered sour plum soup." Shao Zhixing said, he dragged his chin with one hand to look at Xing Yang, and the image of them eating barbecue together in early winter flashed in his mind.In just half a year, the scene seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy light and shadow. They chatted endlessly, talked about dreams, talked about the future, talked about octopus aliens, he was uneasy because of the unexpected kiss, and Xing Yang was as leisurely as a gust of wind.

"Is your team recruited?" Xing Yang asked.

"It's still two short." Shao Zhixing said, "Do you have anyone to recommend?"

"No." Xing Yang said, showing his pointed canine teeth with a smile, "Why should I help my opponent recruit troops?"

Shao Zhixing didn't blame him, picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of white water.

After a while, the red oil in the pot boiled, and the meat could be put into it.

With quick hands and feet, Xing Yang put in the fresh-cut beef brain and beef eye, scooped up a spoonful of spicy soup, poured it on the bowl filled with sesame paste, and stirred it evenly with chopsticks.

"I'm going to work overtime this weekend." Shao Zhixing said with his eyes downcast, "I want to watch a movie."

"Why do you work overtime?" Xing Yang asked vigilantly. Behind Shao Zhixing's overtime work, it is likely that Xing Yang will also be implicated in working overtime together.

"Don't mess with your clients." Shao Zhixing said, "I want to write a team plan."

"Hey, Mr. Shao." Xing Yang poured a cup of sour plum soup, "I respect you, remember to support my little brother when you get rich."

Shao Zhixing raised his water glass and touched Xing Yang, saying, "I don't know how to write it." He looked at Xing Yang, expecting some constructive suggestions from the other party.

Xing Yang raised his hands and surrendered: "Don't look at me, I'm also a soldier." He picked up a piece of cooked beef, put it into the bowl and stirred it, and said, "But I can help you look at the PPT and give your comments. .”

"No." Shao Zhixing resolutely refused, "Company secrets must not be leaked."

"...So I'm an outsider." Xing Yang began to make trouble out of no reason, he buried his head in his elbow, and with the bubbling hot pot in front of him, he looked extraordinarily funny.

Shao Zhixing said: "The meat will be old if you cook it again." He picked up a piece of meat and put it into Xing Yang's bowl, and said seriously, "Old meat won't taste good."

Xing Yang had crooked eyes, dark green eyes like two finely polished emeralds: "I won't play with you on weekends."

"Do you have other plans for the weekend?" Shao Zhixing asked.

"Well, on a business trip." Xing Yang said, "Take care of some daily affairs." He stirred the dry dipping sauce, mixed the chili powder and crushed peanuts, "I want to call me."

"Who will miss you." Shao Zhixing said stiffly.

Turning the timeline, Xing Yang dragged his suitcase out of the airport bridge at [-] noon on Saturday, turned off the flight mode of his mobile phone, and found three messages from Shao Zhixing among a bunch of WeChat message reminders:

[Shao Zhixing: I'm so sleepy. 】

[Shao Zhixing: Have you arrived yet? 】

【Shao Zhixing: Golden Retriever cub yawns.jpg】

Xing Yang laughed, pressed the voice button, put the phone on his lips, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Fan Shanshan felt goosebumps all over her body because of his disgust, she asked: "Which innocent little girl are you hooking up with?"

"...Is my voice not good?" Xing Yang asked wonderingly.

"Can't you speak normally." Fan Shanshan said, "Keep your voice down like a big bad wolf."

The little white rabbit Shao Zhixing who was far away in Beijing heard the voice, quickly threw the phone on the bed, squeezed his hot ears with warm fingers, stared blankly at the half-written PPT, his head was muddy.

Xing Yang, the big bad wolf in Shanghai, curled his lips: "It's not for you." He bowed his head and typed [Just landed, you finished writing the PPT? 】

Hearing the buzzing and vibrating of the phone, Shao Zhixing slowly stretched out his arms to take the phone back, and typed [No, I'm writing. 】

[Xing Yang: Then you write, I'll take a taxi. 】

Fan Shanshan snubbed Xing Yang and said, "I'm going to drink a wedding later, are you going?"

"No, I haven't received the invitation." Xing Yang said, "I'm looking for Lao Ji for dinner."

"Okay." Fan Shanshan nodded.

The two each took two cars and drove to different destinations.

Xing Yang has made an appointment with Ji Mingqiang, and the first season of his new variety show "Your Distance" will start broadcasting.Arriving at the set, Xing Yang stood outside the set and watched the busy people behind the scenes. The little intern saw him and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Look for Lao Ji." Xing Yang said, "Don't worry about me, go get busy."

After a while, Ji Mingqiang came out in a hurry, saw Xing Yang, and said enthusiastically: "Oh, Xiao Xing, let's go, I'll treat you to some fried rice."

The two sat down at a pan fried shop closest to the studio, and Ji Mingqiang said familiarly, "Boss, there are two baskets of fried pan and a bowl of black rice porridge, what kind of porridge does Xiao Xing drink?"

Xing Yang said, "Millet porridge." He greeted, "Are you busy these two days?"

"Busy, very busy." Ji Mingqiang said, "By the way, last time you introduced the young man, what's his name, Lin Yizhe, yes, not bad."

"Not bad?" Xing Yang said in surprise, "Don't fool me." Xing Yang knows Lin Yizhe's level best, and Ji Ming can boast that it's not bad when he shows up.

"We have been friends for so many years, why should I fool you." Ji Mingqiang said, "He has no acting skills, I can see that, but he performed well on the spot, and he is quite a stalker."

"Really." Xing Yang was dubious.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I plan to invite him to the pilot episode of "Far Away" to test the waters." Ji Mingqiang picked up a fried pan, "Try it, take a small bite and drink the soup, don't burn it."

Xing Yang lowered his head to eat the fried rice, and laughed to himself while eating: "It's really lucky that a thousand-mile horse meets Bole."

"He can't be called a Maxima, and I don't dare to call myself Bole." Ji Mingqiang said, "But that young man worked hard, so I thought about giving him a chance."

"Don't underestimate yourself, Teacher Ji, you are more accurate than me." Xing Yang said, "I really thought Lin Yizhe was hopeless."

Ji Mingqiang was embarrassed by Xing Yang's praise, and said, "Hey, don't mention this, let's eat and eat."

After dinner, it was time for Xing Yang to get down to business. He stood outside the set and watched Ji Mingqiang enter the set, preparing to take a taxi to pick up Fan Shanshan.

"You don't need to pick me up." Fan Shanshan said, she spoke very fast and was a little impatient, "I will take a taxi to Tumeng by myself."

"Okay." Xing Yang agreed, and took a taxi to Tumeng Entertainment alone.

At the gate of the office building, Xing Yang and Fan Shanshan met. Fan Shanshan frowned and said, "It's really fucking unlucky."

"What's wrong, grandma?" Xing Yang asked.

"I went to drink the wedding wine for Mr. Qian." Fan Shanshan said, "I thought Mr. Qian didn't want to go, so I was asked to go. I went over and guess who I saw?"

"Who is it?" Xing Yang asked following her words.

"Chen Xi, it's absolutely true." Fan Shanshan said, "I was so angry that I didn't even eat well."

Xing Yang didn't say a word, he took Chen Xi's story in his mind.

Chen Xi, a third-tier floret, has a lot of things to do with her low status.Absence of work to play big names is considered a trivial matter. It’s a trivial matter to spend time on the red carpet and stir up a CP to lead fans to Internet violence. Two years ago, Chen Xi signed a one-year regular public relations contract with Fanyun, but later terminated the contract due to arrears of public relations fees.

"Did Chen Xi send the wedding invitation to my sister?" Xing Yang asked.

"No, it's her husband." Fan Shanshan said, "Teng Dongsheng, the owner of Dongsheng Elevator."

"Hey, she got rich." Xing Yang applauded hypocritically, "Amazing."