The giant is me

That night, the third brother came back first alone, pulled up the tent angrily, and announced that no one could enter.

Tang Ying folded his arms and stood at the door of the tent, sighing helplessly.

Zhibai also approached many photographers along the way, on the one hand, to use this storm wingsuit flight as promotional materials, and on the other hand, to pave the way for Tang Shan's next career, and he will be one step late when he returns.

His light gray eyes and Tang Ying looked at each other with the same helplessness inside.

Although the door was closed, Tang Ying knew that his third brother was leaning against the door right now, waiting to eavesdrop.

So, Zhibai said: "Your brother and I had a little conflict, so I ask you to hand over these things to him."

As he spoke, he took out a small bag, pointed to the contents and introduced them one by one: "During the flight, he may have a little muscle strain, let him use the massager and medicine here to deal with it, and the particle flow in the storm impacts the belt. In the end, these business cards and contact information belonged to several well-known photographers, and I also found his favorite photographer, Mr. Ru Shi, who can have a good chat with people..."

Tang Ying naturally responded with all his mouth. After the vest walked away, he carefully knocked on the third brother's door.

Tang Shan opened the door, and looked around with his head: "Brother Bai is gone?"

"Let's go." Tang Ying walked in, put a bunch of things on the table, classified them skillfully, and reported the usage of various things along the way.

Tang Shan patted his head: "Understood, I will use it."

However, his younger brother just glanced at him sideways, put his hands back, sat on the table, and looked at his eyes: "Brother San, what's the matter between you and Brother Bai?"

A trace of resistance appeared on the third brother's face: "It was him who had a conflict with me."

He leaned back on the sofa, covered his eyes with his palms, and unconsciously began to cry a little: "Zhibai plans to resign as a manager."

It seems that the third brother is indeed very sad, but Tang Ying can only harden his heart when he sees the progress bar of the career line that has been stagnant at 90% for a year in a row.

"Hey," the little guy who just became an adult sighed meaningfully, his face full of hatred, "You don't ask why you are leaving, even if you really are leaving, you are angry with him now, It’s not that I lost the last little time we spent together.”

The third brother turned around, buried his face on the back of the sofa, and wrote "I don't want to hear it."

Even when Tang Shan returned from Stormstar to continue filming, this subtle cold war continued, so that everyone around him could more or less see that something was wrong.

As the most well-known live-action actor now, Tang Shan's every move is naturally watched by many paparazzi. There are many manuscripts that reveal the news in secret, and they are about to be sent out. In the end, they are all suppressed by Zhibai. I personally wrote a resignation statement, announcing that I would pursue other careers, and left peacefully after discussing with the artist.

Although there has been a cold war, Tang Shan agreed to the manager's departure when Zhibai stated his thoughts on resigning to him again.

The handover work within Sixth Entertainment is also progressing steadily. Tang Shan voluntarily refuses to take over from the rest of the managers. Instead, the part-time manager works with his assistant who has been with him for seven years.

Tang Ying has investigated this person, and his character and ability are all on the line, but he is a little less assertive. He is a nanny-type manager, and many aspects of his career still need to be determined by the artist himself.

This is quite beneficial for the third brother to grow into a superstar himself.

Time flew by and it was time for Zhibai to pack his bags and leave the company.

The spaceship to the edge planet was a little late, Zhibai waited in the waiting room, checking the time on the watch from time to time.

Compared with waiting for the spaceship, he seemed to be waiting for someone at this moment. If the spaceship was not late, he would find other excuses to delay the departure time.

After all, Tang Xiaoying has lived with his elder brother for so many years, and he has a clear understanding of the temper of the third brother. During this period of time, the cold war is the cold war. When the friend really leaves, if he doesn't come to give a good ride, it will definitely be a regret in this life.

The announcement that the spaceship was about to enter the port kept ringing, and Zhibai got up slowly, intending to change another cup of coffee, but the door of the VIP waiting room was suddenly opened, causing many people to look up from their seats, and they saw Dai A low-profile man wearing sunglasses, a scarf and a peaked cap strode in.

"Brother Bai." Tang Shan said, his expression was still a bit difficult, but his tone was much gentler.

"You're here." Zhibai nodded, turned to the back of the bar and ordered, "Have another cup of pineapple lemon, a little sweeter."

The two sat back in their seats with their drinks in hand, the barrier was automatically raised, and the soundproof cover that ensured personal privacy was also opened silently.

"I thought you were going to board the spaceship soon." Tang Shan thought for a moment, and finally said so.

"I'll wait for you to come." Zhibai raised his head, a rare expression of gentleness appeared on his usually cold and sharp face, "Friends should always say goodbye."

Tang Shan suddenly found that the manager was no longer the light gray eyes that could not see anyone when they met for the first time. On the contrary, the other party was staring at him seriously.

He suddenly felt a little ashamed of the repeated cold wars before, and coughed dryly: "I also hope that you can find inspiration in the days when you travel around in the interstellar world. I am looking forward to your next work."

"I also hope that when I walk into a movie theater on a remote planet, the first thing I see will be your poster." Zhibai smiled.

Tang Shan didn't answer directly, but changed the subject, and waited until the sender was about to board the spaceship, he finally waved his hand and said loudly: "I will, remember to write to me!"

Three days later, he received a letter from Barron, a planet on the edge of the universe.

On the envelope is a line of beautiful handwriting, which is bold and unrestrained, and personable: "Barron's spring is beautiful - from a friend."

Imperial Institute of Physics.

Everyday is another busy day, and the assistant researchers are walking up and down between floors, or submitting different data, applying for the use of different instruments, which is a busy scene.

drop--

The smart door was swiped open by someone. Li Xin yawned. He still had dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night doing experiments. He barely opened his eyes and looked over: "Who came here so late?"

Then, the expression on his face froze, his eyes and mouth widened at the same time, and he walked forward a few steps quickly, with the corner of his mouth raised, and punched the opponent's shoulder with a fist: "M, do you still remember that you are temporarily employed at the Imperial Academy of Sciences?"

It was Mentor who came, and the years seemed to treat him very favorably. Ten years later, he was still black-haired and snow-skinned, with a slightly childish smile, and violet eyes with cunning, making him look like he just walked out of the University gates, students entering this institute.

One after another, people heard the voice and looked up. Li Xin can be regarded as a senior researcher in the research institute, with several projects under him. Who is the person who can make him treat him so favorably?

Curious people were quickly popularized by science. This is the hidden boss of their Imperial Institute of Physics, an outsider who rarely appears in the institute. As long as he appears once, almost every project can make a breakthrough.

It can be said that their private groups all took photos of people and set up statues of gods for offering. Especially when they encountered bottlenecks in research, they asked people to come over every day and give them a few pointers.

"Is he better than Professor Tang?" The newcomer couldn't help but ask.

Tang Er became famous with a scientific paper when he was a teenager, and he jumped several grades after that. He entered the Imperial Institute of Physics as an adult. However, the fields he dabbled in spanned almost all natural sciences. Whenever he appeared, he was crushed. A piece of work made all the stars dim. In the first two years, he directly took over as the director of the research institute, and he became the idol in the hearts of new researchers early on.

"More than that," the old man sighed, "If you have to say something, Professor Tang has to call him teacher."

They also whispered a few words, and then heard a rush of footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

Tang Er was wearing a white lab coat, the observation glasses on his face hadn't been taken off, and a smile was already on the corner of his mouth. He stopped in front of the lab table with a little reservedness, and picked up a set of data in a disguised way: "I'm coming to get a data .”

He paused: "You are welcome back, too."

Mentor tilted his head slightly: "I heard that you recently found some data on the theory of space-time on Stormstar."

"Accurately speaking, these data are confidential, and only the project personnel I am in charge of can view them." Tang Er emphasized the three words I am in charge of.

He knew very well what could attract the person in front of him.

"Wait, director, you are not authentic. M finally came here when I have time. I should go to study the wormhole theory with me first." Li Xin interrupted him without hesitation. Plan, raised the communicator with a smile, "We can sit down and have an afternoon tea first, Teacher Liang Ya has been missing you very much during this period of retirement."

Mentor showed a somewhat emotional expression cooperatively, and he was about to leave with him.

Tang Er secretly gritted his teeth: "Teacher."

"Huh?" Mentor turned his head, showing a puzzled look. In the eyes of Tang Er, who knew this person's bad personality well, it was clearly the pride of achieving his goal.

Tang Er lost a victory in the master-student game here, and said directly: "This modeling still needs the help of the teacher."

After so many years of training, few people can keep up with Tang Er's thinking. The only one who can always do a job with ease, and it can even be said to surpass him, is M.

This time Mentor agreed readily, humming a song and following the person into the laboratory, his eyes swept around indifferently.

At this moment, someone led a group of researchers through the transparent corridor on the upper left, and the huge samples stored in the glass cabinet were followed by robots on their backs.

The leader bowed his head as if feeling something, just in time to meet M's violet eyes, immediately showed a gentle smile, and nodded gently.

Tang Ying responded with the same extremely gentle smile, and he didn't see the harshness when facing the students at all, but his heart was already filled with murderous aura: [System, is that him? ]

System: [Yes, the current world identity is Qu Bei, a senior researcher, and his research direction is targeting Zerg genetic weapons. His resume is very beautiful, but most of it is made up.I joined the Imperial Institute of Biology six months ago, and a week ago, because of the need for instruments, I approached the Institute of Physics and came here for research and study. ]