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When he woke up the next morning, Ai Xin behaved as usual. He did not lose his composure the night before. Instead, he greeted Sheng Zhixin in a good mood: "Morning Xiao Sheng, happy birthday."

Sheng Zhixin nodded perfunctorily, then Lin Zijin pulled him over and stuffed something into his hand.

"Birthday present, don't mind if it's a bit rushed." Lin Zijin sat down next to him, complaining in a low voice, "I told the program crew that I wanted to do it in a high-profile way, but old Wen Fei said you would be embarrassed. What's the matter? You two last night together?"

Sheng Zhixin nodded.

A hint of helplessness appeared on Lin Zijin's face: "He's really... Forget it, happy birthday, those who are unhappy are left in last year, and the new year is happy every day."

Sheng Zhixin accepted his blessing with a smile, but he couldn't help taking a peek at Wen Gu.

He didn't know if Wen Gu heard his gaffe last night, but that man still kept his expression on, looking cold and ruthless.

Is he... angry?

Sheng Zhixin pondered his thoughts, and seemed a little out of his mind for a whole day.

Their music task in Qingdao was to write a rap song together, and they also flipped a coin to choose equipment. Sheng Zhixin somehow lost his Ouhuang physique, and unexpectedly picked an allegro.

The moment he got the allegro, he was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help thinking whether even the program crew thought he was not pleasing to the eye and wanted to punish him.

So during the entire recording, Sheng Zhixin was only online during auditions and recordings, and the rest of the time he was quite unprofessional, and even subconsciously asked common-sense questions about what layback is.

After receiving Wen Gu's slap in the face, he finally came to his senses, knowing that if the episode just now was released, he would be finished, so he adjusted his mentality and brought his attention back to the variety show itself. Only then did the second half get better, so that he wouldn't appear to be Too distracted.

After recording the song, it is considered as off work.After the staff left with the camera, Sheng Zhixin immediately picked up the draft paper on which the lyrics and chorus were written, and was about to flee, but just after taking two steps, he heard Wen Gu coldly say behind him: "Stop."

Sheng Zhixin closed his eyes, knowing that there were some things that he couldn't hide from, so he just stood there stiffly, waiting to be dealt with.

After Wen Gu stopped him, he didn't say much, and walked straight out of the recording studio.Sheng Zhixin understood what he meant, the draft paper in his hand was deeply creased, and followed him with his head bowed.

The two came to a relatively secluded place at the back door of the recording studio.Wen Gu frowned, subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, glanced at Sheng Zhixin and put it back.

Sheng Zhixin bowed his head and admitted his mistake first: "Teacher, I was wrong."

Wen Gu just said last night that he wanted him to come to his class, and today the teacher called him.

Wen Gu lowered his eyes to see that he was obedient and obedient, and his anger had already dissipated halfway, but he still kept a straight face: "What's going on today?"

"I......."

Is it okay to say that I made a mistake because I was thinking about you all the time?

Sheng Zhixin sighed inwardly, and after saying a word, he held back the second half of the sentence, only shaking his head.

"What does shaking your head mean?" Wen Gu said, "I don't know?"

"......do not know."

Although Sheng Zhixin looks very talkative, if he wants to bite him to death and refuse to admit something, his mouth is not so strict, and no one can easily pry him open to say what he doesn't want to say.

Wen Gu stroked the cigarette case with his hand, a little irritable for no reason.

When he was irritable, he wanted to smoke, but he had heard Ai Xin say that Sheng Zhixin would not smoke or drink, and worried that he would feel uncomfortable if he smelled it, so he became even more irritable.

"What did I tell you before?" Wen Gu asked, "Your professional attitude."

Sheng Zhixin let out a muffled "Hmm", and subconsciously clenched the draft papers tightly in his hands.

"You are not an amateur, every move will be magnified by the camera and the media, you know? So no matter what happens, you must pay attention to your professional attitude. Since you have chosen to do this, no matter what happens, you can't put this Forget the most basic things. No matter what happens off the stage, it cannot be seen on the stage.”

Sheng Zhixin nodded.

"It's like the last time you dropped your notebook... Forget it."

He seemed to sigh helplessly, and slowed down his tone: "What's going on with your mouth?"

The place where Ai Xin beat me up last night has scabs. Although the makeup artist covered it with foundation, it can still be seen if you look closely.

"It's nothing," Sheng Zhixin said, "Mosquito bites."

Wen Gu was about to be laughed angrily by him: "Mosquito bites? Spring hasn't passed yet, where did the mosquitoes come from?"

Sheng Zhixin knew that this reason was lame, so he could only tell the truth: "I fought with Ai Xin last night."

"Huh?" Wen Gu seemed surprised, "Aren't you reconciled? Why are you fighting again? Ai Xin lost his temper with you again?"

"There is no reconciliation."

Sheng Zhisheng was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "It's because he said something strange and wanted to hug me again, so I..."

"Oh."

Wen Gu looked at him thoughtfully: "I thought you were reconciled, because I took you out for your birthday and he made things difficult for you."

"No," Sheng Zhixin's voice dropped, "he doesn't remember my birthday at all."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Wen Gu's voice suddenly wasn't as cold and scary as before: "Really? Then he went too far."

More than a little too much.

That is simply too much.

Sheng Zhixin slandered secretly, followed by a sigh.

"Don't think about unhappy things when you celebrate your birthday," Wen Gu said, "I invite you to dinner, will you go?"

***

Sheng Zhixin originally thought that the two of them would be alone again, but he didn't expect Lin Zijin to be there.

The restaurant was still chosen by Wen Gu, in an inconspicuous alley, it can be regarded as a big hermit in the city, with good secrecy, especially suitable for public figures like them to have dinner together.

Lin Zijin leaned on the seat, playing with an apple in his hand: "Xiao Sheng, how did you think about what I told you earlier?"

Sheng Zhixin was stunned for a moment, then raised his head: "What?"

"It's about coming to my company." Lin Zijin glanced at him, "Luo Yichi from your regiment is also with me. It just so happens that you are here, so you can be considered as a support."

Before Sheng Zhixin could answer, he heard Wen Gu say, "What do you mean?"

Lin Zijin sat up straight: "Poaching, you can't see such an obvious thing?"

Wen Gu handed the menu back to the waiter standing aside: "Oh, is it? Can you dig it?"

Lin Zijin became interested, and asked Sheng Zhixin, "Xiao Sheng chooses this one. You choose Xiao Sheng. If you want to change jobs, which one would you like to go to, my company or Old Wen's?"

Sheng Zhixin was drinking tea wholeheartedly, but he choked up when he heard this.

What kind of meat and potatoes is he?Why do both of them have to sign him?

Thinking about it in his heart, he still answered honestly: "My contract with the company has not been resolved, and before..."

He wanted to talk about Nie Yingzhe, but he stopped talking, and quietly glanced at Wen Gu.

Lin Zijin seemed to know what he wanted to say, and waved his hand: "Those are nothing. Nie Yingzhe's father will retire soon. He can't find anything. It's mainly up to you."

Lin Zijin knew?

Sheng Zhixin choked on the reason, and subconsciously glanced at Wen Gu again.

"Why do you keep watching him? He's threatening you?" Lin Zijin said viciously, "I'm asking you, who do you want to be with?"

...... Do you want to make it like parents divorce and ask the child to follow the father or the mother.

Sheng Zhixin smiled wryly and said, "I haven't terminated the contract yet, we have to wait until the contract is terminated."

"I'll ask in advance, if you have any ideas, come to me."

Lin Zijin handed him a business card in a dignified manner, with the name and contact information of Lin Zijin's company written on it.

Later, the few people didn't talk about work anymore, they chatted about other things tacitly, mainly celebrating Sheng Zhixin's birthday.

But Wen Gu didn't say anything about wanting to sign Sheng Zhixin from the beginning to the end, as if he had no idea about this matter.

Obviously when I was at home before, I said that I wanted to sign myself.

Sheng Zhixin stared at his back as he went to check out, feeling a little uncomfortable.

His mentality of worrying about gain and loss has lasted for a long time, so long that he has completely given up controlling this mood now, and it depends on time to heal naturally.

Maybe when Wen Gu falls in love, he won't be so strange.

Sheng Zhixin was thinking wildly when his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He glanced at Lin Zijin, and found that he was bowing his head to answer the message, told him that he was going to make a phone call, and went to the bathroom from the private room.

"Xiao Sheng, how have you been these two days?" It was Lin Monai who called, and he didn't show any courtesy when he came up, and went straight to the point.

Sheng Zhixin smiled when he heard his voice: "I'm fine."

"Happy birthday, I'll send you a red envelope later," Lin Monai said, "Then who... how do you treat you?"

"Who?"

"Who else is there?" Lin Monai said angrily, "The one whose surname is Wen."

Sheng Zhixin suddenly said, "Teacher Wen is very good."

"Look who doesn't look like a good person..."

After Lin Monai muttered something, his voice became serious: "Xiao Sheng, I have something to tell you."

Hearing his tone change, Sheng Zhixin became more polite: "Brother, speak up."

"It stands to reason that after you finish recording the variety show, you can terminate the contract when you return to the company," Lin Monai said slowly, "but now there are some minor problems."

Sheng Zhixin's heart tightened: "It's Nie..."

"It has nothing to do with Nie Yingzhe."

Lin Mo Nai paused, and continued: "The company thinks that you are popular now, and they don't really want to let you go. They just called me today and handed you three endorsements. Let me come back and show you. I want to tie you up with resources."

Sheng Zhixin's eyes widened: "Three what? No, why am I so angry?"

"You're popular, don't you know?" Lin Monai was more surprised than him, "The variety show has been broadcast for two episodes, haven't you read the comments and Weibo?"

Sheng Zhixin said that he was afraid of being scolded, so he didn't dare to read the comments, so he could only whisper: "I... didn't dare to read it."

Lin Monai sighed, and his voice was full of exhaustion: "You'd better go and have a look, now your topic and popularity are very high, already on par with Ai Xin, if you mention the normal termination of the contract and leave now, maybe you won't It's too easy to leave, and the company will definitely keep you."

He was silent for a while, and then continued: "And Wen Gu's assistant named Huo Ming handed me the contract this morning, and asked me to ask if you have any intention to terminate the contract and sign his studio. You... have Is this the intention?"