100 ways to fall in love with a gold master

Not only did Bai Yan hang up the phone, he also hasn't contacted Jian Zhi'an in the past few days.Jian Zhian checked her mobile phone [-] times a day, and asked the other person if she had eaten three meals a day, and then sighed when she saw that she had eaten two large characters with a period.

"I said, if you want to race, there is a track outside the dormitory, can we stop wandering around? My eyes are blurred."

"I didn't—hey—"

After turning around twice in place, Jian Zhian sat down on the sofa, spread out like a salted fish in the backrest: "I don't have to wander around—"

"You're just upset, I know that." An Yiran rolled his eyes as a matter of course: "Can we be more mature, fall in love, just quarrel, can we treat it rationally? Which couple doesn't quarrel?"

What's more, you are still the relationship between the gold master and the little star.An Yiran stuck the words in her mouth, but it was useless to say them.

"I haven't quarreled with Bai Yan much before, and I never want to make him angry."

"You don't want to make everyone angry all the time, isn't that outrageous? It's just that you adjust it on your boss, which is good. Your dependence and anxiety on interpersonal relationships are too serious, it's good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good."

"Desensitization treatment? You have also learned this thing. Then when you quarreled with your girlfriend before, did you deal with it so coldly? Will nothing happen?"

Jian Zhian also asked frankly, he was really curious, without any malice, and wanted to learn from the master of human relations

So when An Yiran paused, he also paused, and then nodded with a sudden realization.

"Old Ran, judging by your reaction, you shouldn't be—"

"To shut up!"

"It's okay, it's not shameful if you don't have a partner now, and it's not shameful if you haven't been in a relationship. We are a new society and don't engage in those feudal views."

"Can you shut up?"

"I won't say this in front of you next time, lest you be sad!"

"Jane! Zhi! Ann! Are you looking for—"

An Yiran heard a vein in his forehead, and as soon as he dropped the tablet in his hand, he held down his unlucky roommate: "Try saying one more sentence, do you really think that you won't get retribution for killing someone familiar?"

He pinched his roommate's smooth and tender face with his thumb and index finger, and twisted it hard: "I find that you are quite skinny in front of acquaintances, huh?"

While Jian Zhian wanted to save his poor face, he also had to hold back his smile. He was in a hurry for a while, but he didn't have the energy to feel Qiu's sadness. When the two of them were messing around, "Knock Knock Knock", someone rang door.

"Let go let go, someone is coming!"

Without Jian Zhian's words, An Yiran automatically and consciously withdrew his hand, and sat back leisurely, holding the tablet, as if the person who almost ripped off his roommate's face before was not himself, and he still had time to order Jian Zhian !

"Go and open the door."

"Hey!"

Jian Zhian nodded, and hurried to open the door.Behind the door was an unexpected visitor. A man like a reporter was looking at him with a smile, and there were two photographer-like staff standing behind him.

This reporter looked about thirty years old, wearing a light blue shirt and a beige sweater, neatly dressed, and his hair was pomaded, very energetic.It seems to make people feel good.A media worker who doesn't want to die from overwork at all.

"Hello, may I ask?"

"You must be Mr. Jian Zhi'an!" The other party stretched out his hand: "I have been admiring you for a long time, I am a reporter from Spark Magazine, Feng Qin, and this is my press card."

Jian Zhian took the ID and looked at it. The headshot on it was as clear as Reporter Feng: "Ah, Reporter Feng, what can I do for you?"

"What kind of reporter—" An Yiran asked from behind.

"It's reporter Feng from Spark Magazine!"

"Reporter Feng—"

An Yiran came over, reached out and pressed Jian Zhian's shoulder: "What's the matter?"

"That's right. I want to interview Mr. Jian Zhi'an. Do you have time now?"

Jian Zhian was about to nod, but An Yiran threw her elbow so suddenly that her ribs were almost broken.He has been in the entertainment industry for a while, and he learned to be obedient without learning anything. Seeing that An Yiran made a fool of him, he shut up in a daze.

"Interview? That's it. Have you contacted Jian Zhian's agent?"

"We were interviewing this show, and we remembered that there was a dark horse contestant recently, so we came here specially."

"Contestant, he has been eliminated, so don't interview him, it's a shame."

"You can't say that, Mr. Jian Zhi'an is still very strong, and he will definitely come back in the rematch. Do you have time? It won't delay you for too long——If the interview goes well, I can write you a letter Feature, and a few minutes of alone shots!"

Reporter Feng gestured to the photographer behind him.

"I'm sorry, our company is quite strict, and we can't accept interviews in private unless the agent has a plan in advance. Right, Jian Zhi'an?"

There is a rule for this, but when is it ever taken seriously?

Jian Zhian was confused, and nodded with An Yiran's murderous eyes.

"Okay, that's because I interrupted." Reporter Feng still smiled politely, and was not angry at being rejected.He nodded goodbye to the two of them, and left with a few of his colleagues.

"Hey——" Jian Zhi'an closed the door and looked at her roommate: "What's the matter, is he, what's the matter?"

"Oh, you can understand people's language this time?" An Yiran raised an eyebrow: "You are arguing with the boss, you can't fall in love, and your IQ has taken over the high ground?"

"I'm not stupid. My shoulder is about to be crushed by you. You must know that something has happened. I think reporter Feng is pretty good. Why do you want to drive him away?"

"congratulations."

"Hey?"

"Are you going to deal with the most unpopular guys in the entertainment industry soon?"

"Hey hey?"

"Just wait and see what he writes about you tomorrow!"

"Although I don't know how to write it specifically—" Jian Zhi'an scratched her head: "But there is a sentence that I think makes sense."

"Ok?"

"An old man in a family is like a treasure." Having said that, he nodded.

An Yiran threw the tablet away and moved her knuckles: "I think it's time for you to learn what it means to respect the old and love the young."

The author says:

Not the author himself, on behalf of Fafa Jun.The author himself has basically settled the relocation matters, and is gradually recovering and updating.Thank you readers for your patience.Previously, the author was not in a good condition due to the family’s face of rumors/marketing and mother’s domestic violence, plus the epidemic situation, etc., and the update was suspended for a while, which caused readers and friends to think that the v text is a pit.Here, on behalf of the author, I would like to express my apologies to everyone.Here will also urge the author to resume stable updates, and I hope everyone will be safe and calm. v Wenkeng article is wrong, as a friend and I am also a former reader, here I will encourage my friend and at the same time supervise her to cheer up and update the article.Thank you everyone.