Do other canaries do this too?

The person in front of him was motionless, Cheng Jian frowned, and then looked over.

The zipper of the white down jacket was opened, revealing a slightly childish orange pullover sweater, with a black peaked cap on top, black bangs curled up everywhere, his whole face was flushed from being choked, his eyes were clear and bright, but they were a little dull , A look is drunk.

The sticky feel of the shirt and the strong smell of alcohol made him feel even more uncomfortable. He endured it, but Cheng Jianhui still couldn't help pulling the little drunk aside who didn't know what he was thinking: "If you don't know how to drink, you will Don't challenge, so as not to trouble others."

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was 53:[-]. He never liked being late, even if he was going to meet a scumbag. Thinking of the person he was about to meet, Cheng Jian looked even colder and left.

After walking two steps and looking back to see the little drunk who was still in a daze, Cheng Jianhui was very kind: "Don't come to this kind of place next time, the video game city is more suitable for you."

At first glance, it looks like a very innocent little rabbit. I'm afraid it won't know where to cry after being swallowed.

Why do you treat him as a minor?Ruan Chu blinked his sour eyes, with a gloomy expression on his face, he was handsome, but it was too cold, if he got any closer, he would be frozen into a popsicle, right?

But that face really...

"Hey, are you still thinking about it?" The bartender knocked on the table and said with a teasing smile, "Is this the cold president that young people like now?"

"It's really cold," Ruan Chu smacked his lips, and took the orange juice handed over by the bartender: "It's almost frozen into ice cubes."

"Isn't it because you accidentally spilled wine on someone's shirt? You're still obsessed with beauty and didn't apologize," the bartender laughed. "That shirt doesn't look cheap, and I'll have to pay you for it."

So he's the one who wet that guy's shirt just now?Ruan Chu looked at the empty "hot" wine glass.

——

After simply disposing of the sticky shirt, at exactly nine o'clock in the evening, Cheng Jianhui knocked on the door of Room 308.

The door was quickly opened, and although it had been a long time since seeing him, Cheng Jianhui recognized Zhang Shaolin at first sight, with thinning hair surrounding the bald basin in the middle, his voice was rough, and desire was shining brightly in his eyes.

For some reason, the moment they looked at each other, Cheng Jianhui suddenly thought of the pair of eyes she saw at the bar just now.

"Come, Jane, come and sit down. Director Liu hasn't come yet, why don't you read the script first?"

"Are you sure Director Liu wants to give me the male lead of "Galaxy in the World"?" Cheng Jianhui pretended not to know his plan, and casually glanced at the wine bottle on the table: "I heard that the male lead has long been engaged to Lu Wennian." ?"

"It's all rumors in the circle. Didn't I show you the script? Can it be fake?" Zhang Shaolin pretended to be angry: "I have no skills. I signed you for almost a year and didn't tear you up. Good resource, but I haven’t cheated on you for so long, have I? All the jobs were carefully selected by me, and this audition opportunity was also given to me by giving up my old face and begging from classmates I haven’t contacted for many years.”

"The reason why the audition location is at the bar is also because Director Liu happens to be interviewing the male supporting role nearby," Zhang Shaolin earnestly said, "Did you see Reuters on the Internet today? It's called Longrui Hotel next door. It's not because you're afraid of big troubles." I made an appointment at the hotel at night when the paparazzi couldn’t explain it clearly, so I made an appointment at the bar, and if I was photographed, I said everyone came out to the party together.”

Seeing that Cheng Jian's complexion remained unchanged, Zhang Shaolin gritted his teeth and let out a flattering smile: "You are the only potential stock I have under my command, so I point out that you are popular and make me proud. How could I lie to you like this? ?”

Cheng Jianhui put the half-drunk tea back on the table, and said calmly, "The tea is getting cold."

"Really?" Zhang Shaolin quickly touched the teapot in front of him and nodded, "Yo, it's really cold."

"It's a good thing Jane told you to be careful, otherwise Director Liu would be too rude when he came and found the tea was cold." Zhang Shaolin hurriedly got up with the tea, "You read the script first, I'll change the pot for a hot one."

"Isn't there a phone here?" Cheng Jian answered and picked up the receiver: "Can't we call the waiter to change it?"

Zhang Shaolin hurriedly stopped him: "It's okay, it's just changing the pot of tea? Don't bother the waiter, I'll just go out by myself. Just in time, I went to the door to see if Director Liu is here, so you can feel at ease."

Cheng Jianhui withdrew his hand indifferently, took out a tissue and wiped the place Zhang Shaolin just touched: "Okay, then you can go."

Better not disappoint me.

Looking at the closed box door, Cheng Jianhui's eyes gradually darkened.

The process was exactly the same, and even the speaking skills were the same as in memory. He casually flipped through the script on the table, and Cheng Jian sneered back. Can get the whole set.

Yes, Cheng Jianhui has experienced the same scene once, and last time because he foolishly believed the "friendship" that Zhang Shaolin said, he almost became a victim of the exchange of resources between Zhang Shaolin and "President Wang". The resources are not ready for him yet.

Later, although he found out in time and managed to escape, it was because of the joint pressure from Zhang Shaolin and Mr. Wang that he was restricted by the agency contract for one year, and finally got his chance.

Although I don't know why he was suddenly reborn at the age of 26 on the eve of winning the White Orchid Film King, but Cheng Jianhui didn't feel disappointed. After all, he could stay away from those lunatics and give him enough time to prepare. too late.

Of course, Zhang Shaolin and Mr. Zhang should be dealt with first.

----

Zhang Shaolin's face was completely blackened by his undisguised actions, and he walked out of the box some distance away and turned around and spit hard: "I really think I'm so precious, after tonight, I'll see how arrogant you are, despise me, I'm still fucking you!" I don't want to take you!"

"Pooh!"

"What are you doing?" Ruan Chu looked at the unknown liquid at his feet, feeling sick for a while, fortunately he hid quickly, otherwise...

"I'm sorry, I'm not..." After being scolded, Zhang Shaolin subconsciously apologized, raised his head to see the person in front of him, and then straightened up: "What's wrong? You blame others for not looking at the road when you walk?"

"Don't come to bars if you're underage, didn't your parents teach you?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Ruan Chu rolled his eyes and stretched his legs forward.

Two seconds later, I heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. When I turned my head, the position just covered the unknown object just now, which was not bad.

Then he asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Don't blame others when you walk and don't look at the road, right?" Ruan Chu shrugged and smiled innocently: "Also, if you have bad legs, don't come where young people should come. Retire early, sir!"

"Master?" Zhang Shaolin just got up from the ground, and before he had time to heal the wound on his hand, he heard Ruan Chu's sarcasm. He was about to attack after a heart attack, and was interrupted by the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket.

It was an exclusive call set up early in the morning.

Gouging out Ruan Chu's eyes, Zhang Shaolin hurriedly walked to the toilet beside him, and answered the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, yes, we have arrived, you are..."

"It's pretty shitty at the moment," Ruan·New Era Good Youth·Chu consciously took the broom beside him, and was just about to clean up the ground when he saw the white paper bag lying quietly on the ground, and swept the English words on it At that moment, the joy in his eyes disappeared instantly, followed by a turbulent storm.

----

The door of the box was slowly opened, and Cheng Jianhui gently turned the brown wine glass in his hand, curling the corner of his mouth, he couldn't wait to see the clown performance.

"Okay, okay, then take your time, we are not in a hurry, and Jane Hui is just about to try out."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, Director Liu, our Jane Hui's acting skills will definitely not disappoint you."

Zhang Shaolin and this "Director Liu" also had good acting skills. Seeing Zhang Shaolin's sincere tone of greeting with the people over there, Cheng Jianhui gave a slight snort, no wonder he almost got tricked last time.

"Director Liu said that he will be at the entrance of the bar in 5 minutes." Zhang Shaolin answered the phone and walked in with a teapot in hand: "Are you thirsty? Come and drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"How is your preparation for the audition? Director Liu is very strict, don't look at me..."

"Didn't you tell Director Liu all about it?" Cheng Jianhui picked up the teacup, "My acting skills won't disappoint. Why, it's a scene again?"

"No way," Zhang Shaolin said with a sneer, "I don't know your acting skills yet? It means that our company doesn't have any resources, otherwise with your conditions, we would have become popular a long time ago, so what about Lu Wennian!"

"Hurry up," Zhang Shaolin raised the teacup in front of him seeing that Cheng Jian hadn't moved, "I'll read the lines later, moisten my throat first."

"No hurry." Cheng Jian returned the teacup to its original place, implying something: "President Wang you mentioned to me last time..."

"Last time, I was so annoyed by Yang Zi's defiant look that I was so obsessed that I wanted you to follow Mr. Wang." Zhang Shaolin raised his finger, "Don't worry, I will never have such crooked thoughts again in the future. "

"That's the best," Cheng Jianhui picked up the teacup again, looked at the eagerness in Zhang Shaolin's eyes, and paused on his lips again: "By the way, I have throat lozenges in my pocket, please help me."

"Throat lozenges?" Zhang Shaolin got up, went to the door and touched Cheng Jianhui's windbreaker: "No?"

"Forget it, I must have remembered wrongly."

"Don't be too nervous, just treat it like a normal audition. Director Liu is quite satisfied with you." Looking at the empty tea cup in front of Cheng Jian, Zhang Shaolin smiled happily: "Do you want another cup of tea?"

"I took this tea from home specially. You gave it to me before, saying that it can clear away heat..."

Looking at Cheng Jianhui, who had fallen into a coma, Zhang Shaolin's face brightened, and he raised his hand and shook it in front of him, making sure that there was no movement before walking to the door in peace.

Cheng Jianhui lost his visual aid, but he didn't feel flustered at all. The door of the box was locked, and the sound of footsteps of varying severity approached slowly until he reached his side.

"President Wang, don't worry, I watched him drink the medicine with my own eyes, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"All right, all right, I see."

"Then Mr. Wang..."

"Why don't you go out?"

"No, Mr. Wang, the heroine of the movie we agreed on earlier..."

"Got it, I'll go back and tell the director, you just take someone to the audition."

"Audition?" Zhang Shaolin was in a hurry: "Mr. Wang, we agreed before..."

"Say what?"

An emotionless voice sounded behind him, Zhang Shaolin turned his head in shock, and met a pair of cold eyes.

"Jane, you, you didn't..."

"Nothing?" Cheng Jian straightened his shirt slowly and calmly looked at the two shocked people: "Why is Mr. Wang here? Didn't he say audition?"

"It's an audition, it's an audition," Wang Geng didn't panic at all. They're all in his territory, and they're just small artists. At worst, they should give him a few more resources: "Xiao Cheng, I really made a new investment recently. There is a movie, "Dot Makeup", I don't know if you have heard of it?"

Cheng Jian nodded clearly: "Director Wang means to recommend me to audition?"

"What kind of mirror is it? As long as I ask, this role will be yours immediately!" Wang Geng smiled, the fat on his face flying everywhere: "You see that your good conditions are buried in this small workshop. The most important thing is to cherish talents, as long as you follow me, I promise to help you terminate the contract immediately, and you can make any drama you want in the future, afraid that it will not be popular?"

Wang Geng rubbed his hands and stretched out: "You are a smart person, and you won't make things difficult for your own future..."

You can't make life difficult for yourself.

The information that should be obtained is almost the same, Cheng Jian looked back at the neatly arranged wine bottles on the table, and turned her wrist casually.

Just as he was about to start, the door of the box was pushed open vigorously.

----

The thin bald man was letting the wind out at the door, and the greasy man rolled up his sleeves with a wretched face, as if he saw Tang Monk, while the victim he imagined raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then looked at him playfully .

Ruan Chu unconsciously puffed out his chest and coughed lightly.

"Why is it you again?" Zhang Shaolin looked at Ruan Chu who suddenly broke in and frowned: "Are you following me?"

"Following you?" Ruan Chu was disgusted: "What do you have that I should follow?"

"you!"

"Who! You don't have long eyes, so you just want to break in here..." Wang Geng turned around with a fierce look on his face, but stopped when he saw the face of the person coming: "Young Master Ruan? Why did you come here?" here?"

"Ruan... Shao Ruan?" Although he didn't know him, Zhang Shaolin instantly understood which Ruan it was when he saw Wang Geng's attitude, and broke out in a cold sweat...

Wang Geng was not much better, he just happened to be fighting for the Ruan family's cooperation recently, and now Ruan Chu bumped into this kind of thing and he was quite frightened: "Why don't you tell someone when you come to play, I'm ready Prepare."

Ruan Shao?I thought about doing it at first, but now it's easier to do it.

He has always entered the role very quickly, now seeing the two of them sweating profusely, Ruan Chu hummed lightly, the old god swayed to the sofa and sat down, carelessly throwing the white medicine bag he picked up just now on the table.

Zhang Shaolin touched his pocket in a panic: "This, this is not..."

"What is it?" Ruan Chu glanced at him leisurely, and then looked at Wang Geng again: "Ready to prepare? I'm afraid that what you prepared is not what I want."

Seeing that Ruan Chu's gaze stopped on Cheng Jianhui, Wang Geng suddenly remembered the rumors in the circle, understood something instantly, and smiled flatteringly: "You mean what you mean, young man, The most important thing is to be with yourself, don't worry, this is my territory, you can do whatever you want, we will go out now, go out now!"

Wang Geng pushed Zhang Shaolin, who was still out of the situation, and quickly walked to the door of the box. He thought of something and turned back uneasy: "Young Master Ruan, do you need help?"

"Ok?"

Ruan Chu gave him a cold look, Wang Geng nodded very understandingly, pulled Zhang Shaolin out of the box, and closed the door very intimately.

The box fell silent for an instant.

The atmosphere was also a bit awkward, Ruan Chu rolled his eyes, and unconsciously looked at the man leaning against the wine cabinet, even though he had just encountered such a disgusting thing, his face was still calm, he just stood there casually, It feels unattainable.

Handsome!

Ruan Chu coughed lightly: "I didn't expect it to be you, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"is a bit."

After warming up, he was interrupted by someone. It was the little drunkard he met not long ago, but the little drunkard was still a real young master?

Cheng Jian sat back on the sofa expressionlessly.

After coming here and still sitting so far away, looking at the one-meter-wide gap in the middle, Ruan Chu twitched the corner of his mouth unhappily, and inadvertently wrote the script on the coffee table.

"You're an actor?" No wonder you're so handsome, Ruan Chu picked up the script and flipped through it: ""Galaxy on Earth" is good, but it's not very suitable for you."

"The most important thing is that the main roles have already been decided," Ruan Chu put the script back to its original place: "Look, old and cunning people like them are used to unspoken rules and understand what young actors want What is it, but this kind of capitalist with no real power is best at drawing big cakes, but after they succeed, they can't cash in any of them, I can't believe it at all!"

Seeing that Cheng Jianhui didn't speak, Ruan Chu sighed: "But although that person is disgusting, he said something right, and it's a bit aggrieved to play a trick on your terms."

"Speaking of which, wouldn't that bald man just now be your manager?" Ruan Chu pointed to the medicine he brought over: "Do you know what it is? A strong medicine, if you drank it into your mouth just now, you It’s too late to wash my stomach now.”

"Ruan Shaoting has experience?" Cheng Jian paused for a while when he moved his hands back, and looked inquiringly.

For some reason, the person in front of him was obviously not similar to that person, but Ruan Chu suddenly thought of the day when he first learned about this medicine, the pain in his eyes flashed away, and he quickly returned to calm.

"What's so good about this oily old man? It looks disgusting, and its function is not very good at first glance. It's neither attractive nor useful. It also affects your appetite. If you need a financial supporter,"

Ruan Chu leaned forward and blinked: "Do you think I have a chance?"

She thought that the Ruan family were all rigid old antiques, but looking at the suddenly enlarged face in front of her, Cheng Jianhui suddenly found things interesting.