The Boyfriend Return Policy

"come here."

Ye Zhibi turned his back to him.

Fang Wenbing was stunned for a while, before he realized that the boss called him, and he passed by like a bodyguard, standing behind him like a bodyguard, although the bodyguard was useless and a scholar.

After standing like this for a while, Fang Wenbing was still waiting for the boss to speak, but the boss suddenly turned his head and looked at him contemptuously, his eyes were like looking at a fool, although he also said the same: "Are you an idiot?"

Fang Wenbing: "Huh?!"

Zhou Jixing and a half leaned against the bookshelf, picked up a book and read it casually. This is a habit he has developed with his master recently. Seeing his little assistant acting stupid in front of the boss, he reminded him: "Give him the script. look."

Only then did Fang Wenbing come to his senses, he hurriedly took the computer out of the bag, put it on the table and opened it, his hands trembling when he clicked the mouse, finally opened the script that was finally rushed out during this period of time, and he was waiting for the teacher to approve it again. Like a student of Juan, life and death are in such a moment.

After the script was opened, Ye Zhibi didn't speak again. Zhou Jixing also came over and stood by to watch. The script was just a first draft, and it roughly told such a story. By the time they finished reading it, it would be two hours later. Yes, Zhou Jixing held his chin, rubbed his chin with his fingertips, thinking a little bit.

Finally, he spoke first: "What do you think?"

He was asking Ye Zhibi.

Fang Wenbing next to him clasped his hands together, so nervous that his heart would jump out.

Ye Zhibi slowly raised his eyelids, he looked at Fang Wenbing: "Tell me, what do you want to express?"

Fang Wenbing was still nervous at the beginning, but when he talked about his own story, his eyes gradually became brighter, as if every character was his own son, and he was proud of it: "The protagonist Xia Guang is an ordinary doctor who has been practicing for many years. I am engaged in this line of work day after day, and my personality is slightly indifferent. Like many doctors, I don’t like patients to check their illnesses online, and I don’t like others asking too much. effect……"

He spoke dryly, but he didn't mean to be bored or tired. This may be the closest he has come to his dream in so many years. In any case, he created these vivid characters with his own hands. Even if others deny it, he will Proud of his character.

Neither Ye Zhibi nor Zhou Jixing interrupted him, and they patiently listened to the writer's thoughts.

Ye Zhibi: "Is this what you want to express?"

Zhou Jixing nodded. As early as when Xu Du took him on a round, he wanted to play a real doctor, a doctor without any heroism.

Ye Zhibi: "This character is too different from yours."

A few days a week: "I can."

"So confident."

Zhou Jixing raised his eyebrows: "You taught me, of course you have to be more confident."

Ye Zhibi laughed, and the corners of his mouth curled up like that, so handsome that he looked a bit like back then: "Let's refine the script, and give it to me after it's finished."

Fang Wenbing was very pleasantly surprised, no less than the joy of winning the lottery: "This... is this all right?"

Zhou Jixing lifted his chin to Ye Zhibi who was sitting in the wheelchair: "He didn't scold you, which proves that he is very good. Be confident."

Fang Wenbing was so excited that he bowed to the two of them three times, and cried immediately: "I will definitely work hard! I will definitely write the script well! Thank you Brother Xing! Thank you Teacher Ye! Thank you!!"

The huge bookstore is full of choking, that kind of suppressed and unstoppable excitement, that kind of dream, which is the closest and the farthest. When I was young, I always wrote what is a dream and what is a dream in my composition.

Childlike yearning is the purest, and it is also an infinite expectation for the future. Everyone feels that their future must be brilliant!

Ordinary people will experience confusion, feel useless, know nothing, and lose their direction. Even the lucky ones, they clearly understand what they like and what they like to do.

Like Yao He, he stood at the pinnacle of the champion, but his dream stopped there, so cruelly polished the sharpness of the youth to become so mediocre.

Like Ye Zhibi, confusion, hard work, talent...all are not important to him. What the proud man of heaven sees is only the result. If he wants to reach the end and reach that height, he needs nothing less. He is more important than all others. Everyone sweats a lot, and he once stood on the highest peak, but now there is only one pity left.

Dreams and talents are bound to bloom, but not everyone can wait until the day when the flowers bloom.

Both geniuses and ordinary people stand on this avenue.

It's very strange that after a few days of work, there was nothing left, but for the first time, he felt that he could pick the moon with his hands.

.........

When Zhou Jixing sent away Fang Wenbing with tears in his eyes, when he came back, Ye Zhibi was still sitting where he was, maybe... maybe it was really Fang Wenbing who was crying too hard.

Zhou Jixing pinched the knuckles of the other hand with his hands, he lowered his eyes, watching his steps step by step towards Ye Zhibi.

Fang Wenbing sent them the document before leaving, and Ye Zhibi is still reading the script now.

Zhou Jixing: "Li Cheng has resigned, and he will come over after a while, and then he will be responsible for soliciting sponsorship."

Ye Zhibi didn't raise his eyes: "Where's the actor? Who else but you?"

Zhou Jixing's thumb, which was pressing on the knuckles of his hand, accidentally used too much force, and it fell on the table. His lips parted slightly, and the two lips touched, and then he clasped his hands together: "Master, you Want to come?"

Calculating the time, Ye Zhibi has been out of the screen for six years, and the six years have made the film and television dramas more than one or two levels higher in terms of special effects and clarity. Except for the first- and second-line actors, the old actors are still sticking to it. Slowly withdrawing from the audience's field of vision, the audience's taste changed drastically, and the fresh meat became more tender one by one.

Some people are gone, but the film and television industry will always be there.

Ye Zhibi couldn't say that it was right when he was there, and he couldn't say that if he was there, he could change anything.

After a long silence, there was a muffled thunder outside the window. I wonder if there will be a heavy rain tonight. The dull wind squeezes into the room, gradually amplifying the depression.

Ye Zhibi raised his head and said, "I won't act anymore."

……

As soon as Ye Zhibi left, the whole study room was too quiet, Zhou Jixing still sat where he was, clasped his hands, lowered his eyes, thoughtful.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice when Yao He came out and when he came to him, until Yao He put the coffee brewed according to his taste in front of him. OK to react.

Zhou Jixing blinked quickly, then moved his shoulders and sat upright.

Yao He pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him: "It seems that the script is okay."

Zhou Jixing licked the edge of his lower lip, and then hummed: "It's generally okay, it's better than I expected, and I need to modify it and refine it."

Yao He: "The script is finalized, I think you seem to be more worried."

Zhou Jixing opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally turned into a wry smile: "Now the whole production crew is just me and Xiaobing, let's not mention other things for now, as for the actors... I thought the master would help me."

Yao He didn't seem surprised by his words at all: "Did he say that he won't act anymore?"

Zhou Jixing nodded.

Yao He smiled. He raised his hand to take off his glasses, and wiped them with a handkerchief. With this movement, his face was slightly lowered.

Yao He is not young anymore, and the little money he earned from running around was invested in Ye Zhibi, but he didn't take care of it. Under the light, he could still see fine lines in the corners of his eyes, but unexpectedly, at this moment Zhou A few lines don't think it's a kind of helpless aging, but the precipitation and elegance of time. That low eye is a story that can't be staged by acting.

"You look surprised."

Zhou Jixing didn't speak.

"Zhibi and I... are indeed as you think, I love his brilliance, but if he really doesn't want to do it, I won't force him." Yao He put the clean glasses back on , Calmly and gracefully, at that moment, he met Zhou Jixing with rare sharp eyes, "But if he wants to, I'll just beg, kneel, and whatever I do, I'll help him beg for roles and investment."

As a mature adult, Zhou Jixing doesn't judge other people's feelings.

Yao He seemed to have something in his words: "Just wait a little longer, don't worry."

Zhou Jixing looked at him for a moment, then nodded and said, "Got it."

He stood up, put his hands on the back of the chair, pushed the chair back, and straightened the folds of his clothes: "I won't be here tomorrow..."

Zhou Jixing seemed to think of something, his eyebrows opened, and a little tenderness emerged: "Before I get busy, I want to see Xu Du."

The last time I failed to send Xu Du there, I always felt that something was missing. In fact, if he had known that Qiao Ying would come to him, he would not have told Xu Du that he bought the plane ticket. Even Xu Du would be disappointed.

Now... Although it is still an empty shelf, at least there is a shelf. Zhou Jixing wanted to go and see the canteen where Xu Du said that he lost five catties of cabbage for three days and eggplant for three days.

Hearing this, Yao He smiled, very gentle, like an elder: "Well, I will tell your master."

.........

Xu Du sleeps until 5 minutes before going to work, lifts the quilt for 1 minute, puts on his pants, brushes his teeth and washes his hands for 1 minute, grabs the biscuits on the table, and spends the rest of the time walking from the dormitory to the hospital.

The biscuits were dry buns, and Xu Du ate them tastelessly. He raised his eyelids, which were still full of physical tears, and yawned again, and sighed once again how good it is to retire, and really wanted to retire.

"Doctor Xu."

Xu Du heard someone calling him, and turned his head: "Sister Yang."

Putting on a small coat and ponytail, Sister Yang walked over with a smile. After getting along for so long, Xu Du was no longer isolated, and even felt embarrassed to talk about him in private because he heard other people talking nonsense. But Xu Du was of course happy and didn't care about it: "You should pinch it like this."

Xu Du gnawed the last bite of the biscuit, stuffed the bag into his pocket, and planned to take it to the office and find a trash can to throw it away: "I live so close, I can't help but want to sleep a little longer."

When he was in City D, Xu Du was afraid of traffic jams, so he would deliberately go there earlier, but instead came here. I have to say that this is really a place for lazy people.

Sister Yang shook her head and smiled when she heard what he said, apparently she was used to Xu Du's lazy temper: "You can steal this day if you are lazy, and we will go back tomorrow."

Xu Du was surprised: "Tomorrow? Isn't it next week?"

Sister Yang gave him a look of "I know you don't know anything": "It was notified yesterday that our hospital needs manpower, and there is nothing wrong here, so let us go back early. I told you this, you But don't forget to tidy up all the things you don't need tonight, so as not to be in a hurry tomorrow."

Xu Du grumbled in his heart, it seemed that his trip to the countryside to earn a living was about to end so unexpectedly, he smiled: "Okay, thank you Sister Yang."

Sister Yang teased him: "I'm going back, are you happy? It saves me from having to make phone calls every day."

Xu Du raised his hand, touched his nose, and said nothing.

Sister Yang: "But it's okay, you and Feng Zhen won't be on the first floor when you go back, and he won't come to you all the time."

When Xu Du heard the name, he felt sick from the biscuits he had just eaten, and he didn't even know what kind of brain circuit this Dr. Feng was in.

At first, Xu Du thought that Feng Zhen just wanted to see the difference between him, a person who had a gay relationship with a big star, and always came to harass him when he was full, but Xu Du didn't bother to talk to him. Into the right ear and out, sometimes not even in.

Xu Du thought that this kind of inexplicable interest would exist. After he gradually discovered that even if he had a gay relationship with a celebrity, he was an ordinary person with a nose and two eyes, and then he would return to normal. "... Sister Yang, why don't you let me have a good morning?"

Sister Yang smiled: "Okay, don't talk about it, let's not talk about it."

The two of them entered the health center together, and as soon as they stepped in, they faintly felt something different.

Sister Yang looked at the bustle of people coming and going, and was quite confused. The clinic is not a big hospital, and it was the first time since they came here that there were so many people in this clinic: "Why are there so many people today? "

Xu Du put his hands in his sweater pockets, looked at the crowd, and felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart. After a while, Xu Du pulled out a hand, raised his hand and scratched his nose: "I don't know."

Sister Yang was still looking at that group of people: "Let's go up first and then talk."

When the two of them went upstairs and saw the colleagues who were gathering together and talking small things, Sister Yang went over directly: "What are you talking about? Are you laughing like this?"

"Sister Yang, you're here!" Xiaozhen put her arms around Sister Yang's arm and shared gossip with her. She winked, "Someone is here! A big star!"

Sister Yang was taken aback.

"I heard that they are here to film a scene!"

"Oh my God!! He is here!! What to do! Can I go and see! Just take a peek! Just one look!"

"I really want to scream like crazy! I'm so close to my idol! I can't control my legs, and my heart wants to meet him!!"

……

Nurse Wang was covering her face frantically, feeling that she was so excited that it was hard to describe.