celebrity effect

Compared with the daytime, Beijing at night is more leisurely and leisurely. The buildings are staggered and the lights of thousands of houses show the bustling and prosperous scene of the metropolis.Xing Yang parked the car on the road next to the building and said, "Get off here, I'm leaving."

Shao Zhixing slowly unbuttoned his seat belt, turned around and reached out to grab the backpack in the back seat.

"Get out of the car and open the door to get it." Xing Yang pointed out, "You can't reach it like this."

Shao Zhixing withdrew his arms, sat down properly, looked at Xing Yang, and said hesitantly: "My house contract expires in two months."

Xing Yang waited patiently for his next words.

"Just..." Shao Zhixing said, "I want to find a spacious house to live in."

"I'll help you find it." Xing Yang said, "I'll ask my sister if there is any vacant house that I can rent to you at a low price."

"I don't want to live alone." Shao Zhixing said.

Xing Yang thought for a while, "Then you don't want to rent a house with a partition wall like this, but rent a single room with few people, two or three families."

After turning several miles to imply failure, Shao Zhixing said: "I'm leaving, goodbye." He pushed the door and got out of the car, and closed the door with a "bang", scaring Xing Yang.

"...What's the matter?" Xing Yang muttered.

"Dong dong."

Shao Zhixing knocked on the car window, Xing Yang rolled down the driver's window, Shao Zhixing said with a straight face, "Goodnight kiss."

"Oh." Xing Yang moved his hand from the steering wheel to Shao Zhixing's chin, and he leaned over to kiss him lightly, "Good night."

Shao Zhixing said, "Good night." He walked into the night, leaving behind an unhappy figure.

Xing Yang Zhang Er was puzzled, and on the way home, he thought over and over again which sentence he had offended the little reporter. He was obviously happy when he was eating, but he would get angry no matter how angry he was.

There was a small golden light on at the gate of the community, and an old man was standing beside the glass cabinet with the three yellow characters [candied haws] pasted on the glass cabinet, and a few bright red candied haws were scattered here and there.

Xing Yang stopped the car, rolled down the window and asked, "Master, how much is a piece of candied haws?"

"Five yuan." The uncle said, "There are not many sticks left. I'll give you four yuan."

"Is there any glutinous rice?" Xing Yang asked.

"Yes, the last one." The uncle said, "Do you want it?"

"Take one." Xing Yang took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay the bill.

The uncle picked up the candied haws, rolled a piece of rice paper, put it in a paper bag, wrapped it and handed it to Xing Yang, and asked cheerfully, "Just got off work?"

"Just came back from dinner." Xing Yang took the candied haws and put them on the passenger seat, and waved to the uncle, "Let's go, goodbye."

The uncle in the rearview mirror also waved goodbye, Xing Yang smiled, found a parking space to park the car, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the candied haws and sent it to Shao Zhixing [Do you want to eat candied haws? 】

Shao Zhixing was reviewing the manuscript for Jin Su, and when he saw the news, he wanted to post it or not.When he saw the bright red hawthorn fruit wrapped in a shiny sugar shell, and the white and tender glutinous rice sandwiched between the two hawthorn petals, he swallowed reluctantly and sent a message [eat. 】

Xing Yang triumphantly took a bite of the hawthorn, then took a photo and sent it to Shao Zhixing [Then I'll eat it for you to see. 】

Seeing the news, Shao Zhixing threw his phone aside in frustration, he quit WeChat on the computer, and stopped responding to Xing Yang's annoying tricks.

Seeing that Shao Zhixing ignored him, Xing Yang picked up the candied haws and went upstairs humming a song, opened the door, changed his shoes, took a shower, and went to bed.

The next morning, Xing Yang turned on his phone, and it was another day of chaos.

Teng Dongsheng's ex-wife Liu Wenyan published a long microblog of about a thousand characters. The style is calm and the evidence is detailed. It narrates the past of the couple's hard work and success in starting a business, and the husband's past when the wife retired behind the scenes. On the wedding invitation, Chen Xi's name was prominently on it.

Seeing the popular Weibo, Xing Yang was subconsciously nervous. He sat up suddenly and leaned against the head of the bed. After a while, he realized that Chen Xi was no longer a customer of Fanyun.

As for the inspection cycle promised to Zong Zhengqian yesterday, looking at the situation, even a god can't save Chen Xi with a hammer.

Xing Yang clicked into the familiar account of the whistleblower [I also want to change careers today]. Yesterday, the number of fans was only in the early 20s, and today it rocketed to 50, and the momentum did not stop at all.

As if waiting for Liu Wenyan to post an article, Qianxing News released the story of the threesome of Teng Dongsheng, Liu Wenyan, and Chen Xi at [-]:[-] a.m. in a [-]-word press release, which cleaned up the past experiences, love-hate entanglements of the three people.Other news accounts couldn't keep up with it, and forwarded Qianxing News' manuscripts one after another.

For a while [I also want to change careers today] and Qianxing Information are in the forefront, and they are reposted by the people who eat melons. There is not much limelight, and they can be called the largest supplier of melon fields.

The more Xing Yang looked at this ID, the more familiar it became. He thought of a possibility—could this account be Shao Zhixing's trumpet?Hands are faster than brains, Xing Yang took a screenshot and threw it into WeChat [[Picture] Is this your trumpet? 】

Shao Zhixing was standing in the crowded subway car, clutching the ring with one hand, and swiping his phone with the other.Seeing Xing Yang's news, he hesitated for a moment—if he told Xing Yang, what would be the consequences, and if he didn't tell Xing Yang, what would happen.

On the road of getting to the bottom of the matter, Xing Yang's persistence is no less than that of Shao Zhixing, and he can't hide it from the first day of junior high school but not the fifteenth day. Shao Zhixing is too familiar with Xing Yang's virtues, so he chooses to confess [Yes. 】

Xing Yang was caught off guard when he received such a clear answer, he replied [Oh, well done. 】

Shao Zhixing pursed his lips, secretly delighted in his heart, and he sent a message 【Thank you. 】

[Xing Yang: I'm following you, the culprit who made me work overtime on Chinese New Year's Eve. 】After posting this sentence, Xing Yang put 【I also want to change career today】on Weibo for special attention, stood up and walked into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Standing in the subway, Shao Zhixing blinked in confusion, got off the train and changed lines with the crowd, and thought over Xing Yang's true intentions, whether the other party was angry or not.

Xing Yang drove to the company, and just halfway through, Zong Zhengqian called: "Don't come to the office, you go to Shunyi, I will send you the address, and help me get a document."

"Sister, can't the documents be delivered by express?" Xing Yang asked.

"No, I will use it in the afternoon." Zong Zhengqian said, "Send it to the company before four o'clock."

"Okay, okay." Xing Yang pinched his nose and resigned himself to being an errand boy, turned around and drove in the opposite direction. After a while, a message from Zong Zhengqian came, which was the address of a film crew's studio.

After driving to the destination in 10 minutes, Xing Yang parked the car in an inconspicuous location, got out of the car and strolled to the periphery of the set.

A young man greeted him politely: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"I asked Director Qu to get the documents. My name is Xing Yang." Xing Yang said.

"Okay, wait a minute." The young man ran into the set, and after about 5 minutes, the young man ran back, talked to the security guard, and let Xing Yang enter, "Director Qu is speaking, please wait a moment."

"Don't worry, I'll walk around casually." Xing Yang said generously.

He stepped into the set and stood under the shade of the trees outside. He was bored and didn't want to look at his mobile phone. His eyes wandered from the filming scene to the set.The set is a crumbling two-story building, which looks like a factory building. It is said that it is a criminal investigation film, and the current factory set is used to shoot the scene of the explosion.

Criminal investigation films are relatively rare, and Xing Yang stared at the factory setting with interest.

"Xing Yang?" A male voice full of air said, "It's the first time we met, and I didn't bring a gift."

Xing Yang turned his head and greeted him warmly: "Hello, Director Qu."

Qu Junshan, the famous song director, is 35 years old. He mainly shoots TV dramas that promote the main theme. He has a deep background and a wide network of contacts. He shook hands with Xing Yang and said, "I'm treating you at noon. What do you want to eat?"

"Look at what you said, I'm going to help my sister get a file, so I'm too embarrassed to wait for a meal." Xing Yang said.

"What's the matter with embarrassment, you are sister Qian's younger brother, you are my younger brother." Qu Junshan said, "Let's go, I invite you to eat stewed fish in an iron pot."

Xing Yang kept up with Qu Junshan, and said cheerfully, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

"Don't be polite to me." Qu Junshan said, "I have nothing to say, Sister Qian specially asked you to come here." He patted Xing Yang on the shoulder, "She said long ago that you are smart and clever. See you. It's really useless for you to take the time to go to get the documents, and Sister Qian hinted that I will take care of you."

Xing Yang smiled and said, "In the future, thanks to Director Qu's care, I will offer you a toast later."

"Hey, respect each other, respect each other." Qu Junshan said.