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The next morning, Lin Monai appeared downstairs in the hotel on time.

Sheng Zhixin packed his luggage slowly, and looked back at Wen Gu: "Teacher Wen, I'm leaving."

Wen Gu was leaning on the chair and playing with his mobile phone, and nodded when he heard the words: "Be careful."

The pulleys of the suitcase were spinning on the ground "gurgling". When Sheng Zhixin reached the stairs, he suddenly looked back, but the man didn't look up.

Sheng Zhixin sighed, packed up some messy thoughts and sealed them in his memory, and when he got downstairs, he saw his manager's bitter and bitter face.

"How is it?" Lin Monai asked him, "Is the variety show fun?"

Before Sheng Zhixin could speak, Hao Jingye interjected, "It's fun, it's so nice to come to Yunnan next time."

The little girl has not been idle for the past two days, and went to several famous scenic spots around with Huo Ming, and got a lot of local specialties and souvenirs, and gave Lin Monai one as a gift.

Lin Mo Nai didn't care about these things, he just asked, "How are you getting along with Wen Gu?"

"pretty good."

Sheng Zhixin went to bed late last night and woke up early in the morning. Now he is terribly sleepy, but he still insists on playing with his mobile phone: "Mr. Wen is very easy to get along with."

"Then... what about Aixin?"

Lin Monai was silent for a while, then said again: "Did you say something wrong?"

"No."

Sheng Zhixin thought for a while, and decided to tell the truth: "The company wants Ai Xin to fire CP with me."

"Then you can start a fight with him," Lin Monai said, "Don't let the popularity of the show come to you for nothing, but the public relations may have to work harder when it's broadcast, and it's impossible not to tear up the CP fans of Wen Can and Ai Xin."

Sheng Zhixin smiled wearily, and suddenly asked, "Brother Lin, what do you think I'm trying to figure out?"

Lin Monai froze for a moment, and looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

"I fire fake cp, I write bad songs, but I'm a good person. Am I?"

Sheng Zhixin's voice has already lowered in a daze, like a dream before going to bed: "But I obviously don't think so, why?"

Hao Jingye turned back from the co-pilot worriedly, and found that her artist had closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, as if asleep.

"Brother Sheng..."

Lin Monai shook his head, a trace of unbearableness flashed across his face.

Sheng Zhixin slept soundly this time, and no one disturbed him, allowing him to recall some things in his dreams that he didn't want to recall when he was awake.

It should be one night when he and Ai Xin first fell in love. When he was sleeping at home alone and half asleep, he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing.

Sheng Zhixin was awakened, thinking that a thief had entered the house, and quietly opened a crack in the door, only to see Ai Xin taking off his coat at the entrance, his face pale.

He threw his coat on the sofa, answered the phone and hurried to the balcony.Sheng Zhixin felt strange and hid outside the balcony door to eavesdrop.

Ai Xin may have left in a hurry, the balcony door was left open, leaving a small gap.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

His voice was full of panic and helplessness, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"You also know that I like him... Yes, I was impulsive, but I really didn't think... Is it possible? Do I have the heart to hurt him? I like him so much... .”

Who?

Who does Aixin like?Shouldn't he like himself?

Sheng Zhixin's brain was in a state of chaos when he was still awake, and he didn't know who the "he" Ai Xin was referring to if he wasn't talking about himself.

"But I'm not satisfied...how can I be satisfied? I have never been unable to get what I wanted since I was a child. Why can't he be mine?!"

Ai Xin's voice climbed an octave, yelled hysterically and then lowered his voice: "I beg you, don't tell him... Please, I really like it... ..”

His voice became smaller and smaller, Sheng Zhixin held back his energy to hear who he really liked, but no matter how hard he tried to get closer, there was still only a mosquito-like "buzzing" sound lingering in his ears side.

Sheng Zhixin woke up suddenly, only to find that Lin Monai was talking to someone on the phone, his voice was very low.

Probably this may be the "buzzing" sound in the dream.

He had a headache from sleeping, looked at the passing scenery outside the window, and remembered the content of the dream just now.

If it wasn't for this dream, he might not be able to recall such a late night event at all. After all, he seemed to be too sleepy to open his eyes after only listening to the beginning, and quietly went back to sleep the same way.

Thinking about it now, I am still too naive.

Sheng Zhixin laughed at himself.

Ai Xin had already had a sign of cheating at that time, and she actually believed him so much, allowing him to take Xiaosan directly to her bed.

After Lin Monai finished making the phone call, he took out a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to him: "Are you awake? Read the script first, so you can relax over there."

Sheng Zhixin took it over, turned to the first page, and was shocked by the male lead's name first.

Duanmu Xingyu.

He endured the discomfort and read through the script. As expected, it was a brainless urban drama.The story of the same silly, white and sweet heroine and the president meeting and colliding sparks, and the role played by Sheng Zhixin is the hard-working cannon fodder second male lead on the road of love between the hero and the heroine.

And the script was adapted from the novel.

The author marked "Please don't substitute any real people" at the beginning, but Sheng Zhixin looked back at this sentence after reading the script and felt that he was unnecessary.

In the entertainment industry, there will never be a 20-year-old genius president who is proficient in six languages ​​while starting a company and studying for a doctorate while making movies. Thank you.

After reading it, Sheng Zhixin's head hurt even more. He put down the script and looked out the car window at the slowly approaching airport building. He suddenly remembered what Wen Gu had said to him last night.

They are already friends.

An unknown secret joy suddenly appeared in his heart, and his thoughts drifted to that person uncontrollably.

So what is he doing now?

The person who was secretly missed was sitting in the car with a cold face, and a long WeChat voice was played on the mobile phone with WeChat turned on for hands-free.

Perhaps it was because yesterday's day was so good, that Party A revived his morale and made a comeback. He actually directly listed more than a dozen suggestions for revision, blatantly pointing fingers at him, and between the lines is the sense of superiority unique to laymen.

Wen Gu patiently listened to the other party's music guidance to him, and typed the word "OK" heavily in the dialog box.

Lin Zijin watched the whole process from the sidelines, struggling to hold back his laughter.

He patted Wen Gu on the shoulder and coughed lightly: "Hold it, old Wen, who makes him the boss who pays?"

"I'd rather he don't give me money and say that I can't do it and change people quickly, and I don't want to change a good song into an earthy DJ Divine Comedy, which will insult my professionalism."

Just as Wen Gu finished speaking, a message popped up on the top of the phone screen.

[Xiao Sheng]: I'm at the airport

[Xiao Sheng]: Board the plane immediately [picture]

【Xiao Sheng】：Maomao Biye.jpg

Lin Zijin looked at the suddenly clear expressions of the people around him, and frowned: "Who sent you the message? So happy?"

"Party A."

"Fart, you were so angry that you almost ate Party A raw and returned it to Party A?"

Wen Gu suppressed the corners of his slightly raised lips, and after replying to the message, he switched back to Party A's chat page.

But Lin Zijin didn't seem to want to let him go so easily: "Could it be Teacher Xiaosheng? I wanted to take this opportunity to ask you before, are you interested in others? You are always protecting resources and giving them? Even if I get close no?"

"Not protected."

Wen Gu seems to cherish words like gold today, and doesn't want to say a word to him.

But Lin Zijin himself is a chatterbox, so he started to analyze on his own: "According to the previous old Wen, it is absolutely impossible for you to pay so much attention to a small [-]-line traffic, so you must have unreasonable thoughts about others. "

Wen Gu glanced at him: "Is it related to you?"

"Okay, listen to you, what you say is what."

Lin Zijin's mind was spinning quickly: "You feel guilty about the previous interview, so you took care of him, right?"

"more than."

"But I heard that he and Ai Xin seem to be a little ambiguous, so be careful not to get involved in any kind of love triangle drama," Lin Zijin said, "It's strange, Ai Xin had such a quarrel before. Make a big move, I thought he liked it..."

"do not talk."

Wen Gu glanced at him coldly: "Why do you talk so much?"

"Isn't that why you want me to ask people if they come to my company?"

Lin Zijin's peach blossom eyes contained all kinds of displeasure: "You suddenly asked me to accept someone. I have to study this little comrade's background, private life, and past experience first. We don't want everyone, right?"

"But after recording this episode of the variety show, I think he is really nice."

After hearing what he said, the coldness on Wen Gu's face melted a little, and he raised his eyebrows: "Of course he's not bad."

"Don't act like 'you're just complimenting me'? No one will believe you if you say you don't have ghosts..."

"So I finally decided to sign people into my studio," Wen Gu said, "I don't feel at ease in your hands."

Lin Zijin grinned: "Are you worried about me? Please, I won't abduct your kid, okay?"

You better be.

Wen Gu thought of his hooligan virtues of touching heads and pulling faces with Sheng Zhixin before, and quietly made another note in his heart.

Lin Zijin is good at everything, but his style is too frivolous, and he tends to lead people astray.

He was already pulling people away from that idiot Ai Xin as much as possible, but he didn't expect to be on guard against Lin Zijin who might be up to no good.

Originally, Wen Gu only planned to stop there and help match Sheng Zhixin to a reliable home before retiring, but it seemed that the people around him were either not professionally qualified or had unreliable character. It seems that I still feel that it is most reassuring to look at it in front of my eyes.

It is still necessary to grasp the latest itinerary of the children in order to make a good plan for the next step early.

This kind of favoritism must be kept calm, otherwise it is easy to scare people.

Thinking of this, the corners of the fake Gongji Private Wen teacher's lips curled up slightly again calmly, he clicked on Weibo, and skillfully switched a Weibo account.