After the fast wearing, I rely on my wife's soft rice to survive

When Lin He entered the door, he saw the man slumped on the sofa and stepping on the coffee table. He frowned immediately, and threw the document in his hand over, making a precise hit.

Wen Ziang woke up suddenly after being hit in the face, and almost yelled at him. It was Lin He who realized that he could hold back, and deliberately teased: "You've got it, I really don't know what's wrong with you, you have to go to the hotel to talk about everything, I don't know Do you think there is something wrong with us?"

Seeing Wen Ziang's raised brows, Lin He just wanted to throw him out, but he still had something to talk about, so he couldn't be thrown out for the time being.

"I can rest directly after talking at the hotel."

Wen Ziang: "..."

This reason can only be figured out by his weird childhood.

Lin He unbuttoned his suit and sat down on the sofa opposite: "Have you changed the script?"

Wen Ziang rubbed his eyes, and said helplessly: "If I haven't changed it, do I dare to come to you? Seriously, I think you are too scary, every time I want to come out, I will come out!"

The point is that other people's ideas die down within a few days as soon as they come out, but as a young man, he must be perfect every time he comes up with an idea.

In high school, Lin He fell in love with playing tennis on a whim, participated in several competitions, and was almost poached by the national team; when he first entered college, he fell in love with painting again, painting day and night, sketching everywhere, In a few years, that painting was sold for a lot of money; later, I went to filming again, and even studied the characters while eating, and finally won awards every time...

Now, he wanted to prepare himself to be a director and film a movie again, and asked him to be a partner as a screenwriter. After changing the script over and over again, Lin He was still not satisfied, and Wen Ziang felt that if he continued to change it, he would die from overwork!

Lin He flipped through the script roughly, and said nothing, which was initially passed.

Wen Ziang also breathed a sigh of relief, and after he relaxed, he started talking again: "I said, why don't you fall in love, maybe you can change your problem of not being able to relax, don't be exhausted before me one day ..."

Lin He surprisingly didn't hate Wen Ziang this time, but the pair of eyes he saw before entering the elevator appeared in his mind...

"Find someone for me."

"Oh... what?!"

For the first time, Lin He repeated in a good temper: "Help me find someone."

Wen Ziang's eyes widened, and it took him a while to realize: "Old Lin, Lao Lin, something is wrong with you! You have never paid attention to things other than work before, and this time you are so good-tempered to beg me... Tell me! Are you in trouble? Have you found someone you like?! Who is so charming that even our Wannian Tie Shulin can be fascinated?"

Lin He was too lazy to bother with him about whether he was "begging him", but glanced at him, and said lightly: "22nd Floor, Room 6, check."

Wen Ziang was a little scared by his look, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, you are the uncle, I will check for you when I get back! I found out that I am your little brother, and I am the kind who specializes in coolies!"

Lin He didn't even raise his head, "He's quite self-aware."

Wen Ziang: "..."

"Ah!"

Who is scolding him? !

Zhao Donggang returned to Qi Yao's room after dealing with Mr. Wang who was kicked out.

"Ouch! Little ancestor! You have caught a cold again?"

Qi Yao frowned: "No, don't call me so tired."

Zhao Dong: "..."

Isn't that what it used to be called?

"Have you dealt with it?"

The topic changed too quickly, Zhao Dong didn't react immediately, the only thought in his mind was that this ancestor seemed to have become more powerful.

"Where... Oh, you say Mr. Wang," he became angry when he mentioned this: "You say you! You let me say what is good about you. Although I want to kick him up, he is an entertainment company after all. Boss, do you know that if you messed with him today, there might be no filming tomorrow!"

Speaking of tomorrow, what did Qi Yao think of, "You told that disgusting bastard that I'm going to film tomorrow?"

Zhao Dong scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "No, it's just a variety show, I just want to help you out."

"Oh……"

Qi Yao suddenly lost energy, thinking that he could show off his acting skills and amaze everyone...

Zhao Dong: "...Why do you feel disappointed?! It's not because your acting skills are too bad. Now you are not invited to many dramas. The announcements are all variety shows. They hope that you will be more embarrassing in variety shows, okay? Heat them up."

Qi Yao ignored him, put his long legs down from the armrest of the sofa, and pattered into the bedroom with his slippers up: "Go to your room, I'm going to sleep!"

Manager: "..." I really want to come out!

the next day.

When Zhao Dong came, Qi Yao was already gone. He searched the house for a long time, almost losing his hair in anxiety.

What about people? !

Qi Yao, who just came back from the hotel gym, saw his manager sitting on his sofa with a loveless expression on his face, and asked in a daze, "You were robbed?"

Zhao Dong was about to get angry when he heard his voice. When he looked up, he saw Qi Yao wearing home clothes, long-sleeved trousers, hanging loosely on his body. His cheeks were flushed after exercising, and there were beads of sweat dripping from his hair. Qi Yao wiped it off with his hands indifferently.

Why didn't he realize that his artist looks so...so...so "desire" in online terms...

Although the original owner's personality is a bit out of this world, he still cares about his body image, and Qi Yao has long since discovered that his abdominal muscles are still there.

He is a typical person who looks thin when he is dressed, and he is fleshy when he takes off his clothes. Putting on this home clothes, Qi Yao's legs are particularly long, and his body proportions almost beat most male stars in the circle.

"You went to the gym like this?"

Qi Yao thought he hated him for not taking care of his image before going out, so he immediately rolled his eyes, "How is it possible, I definitely didn't sweat when I went there, and I became like this after exercising."

Zhao Dong didn't talk to him anymore, but directly turned on the phone and clicked on Hot Search.

really!

It's only nine o'clock, and Qi Yao's photos in the gym have already been trending. Click on it, and all the comments are all greedy for his body. From time to time, some black fans say that Qi Yao bought marketing on purpose .

Qi Yao hadn't paid much attention to the entertainment circle before, except that he was forced to watch those bloody TV series with his mother, and he was a little inconceivable when he heard what his agent said: "No way, I didn't even show my arm! What do they think? Does it come out in good shape?!"

Zhao Dong thought to himself, are you pretending to be innocent with me here? !

But he didn't know that this body had already changed its core, and the current Qi Yao really didn't understand this aspect.

But fortunately, there is no big splash. This point has not climbed to the middle of the hot search, and it will probably fall off soon. He has been afraid that netizens will scold his artist for over-marketing. God knows how he has the money to buy the hot search, but This ancestor has a strange physique.

It's better to fall off. According to the situation last night, he hopes that Qi Yao will be less exposed at this time.

Zhao Dong immediately packed up Qi Yao's things, and the variety show began to be recorded in the afternoon, and he didn't call them to terminate the contract at this time, it seems that Mr. Wang hasn't reacted to the matter of revenge.Zhao Dong, in the spirit of working as a social animal as he can, hurriedly got ready. Fortunately, they were not far away and they could catch up.

He thought that this trending search would drop soon, but he didn't expect that when he watched it again at noon, he would directly rush to the first place.

!!!

As a manager, when Zhao Dong saw the word Qi Yao on the top search, his first reaction was that this ancestor would not be released by Mr. Wang for some unwarranted black material, right? !

Then I saw the first few words: #林鹤点赞“Qi Yao is too good-looking”comment#

! !Lin He? !

Is it the Lin He he was thinking of? !

Zhao Dong clicked on the comment section, and was dumbfounded to confirm his thoughts.

"Fuck, it's really Lin He..."

"I posted the comment that was liked!"

"Qi Yao is indeed too good-looking, even the actor agrees!"

"Why is this vase so popular with movie stars? Yesterday it was Gu Wanqiu, and today it's Lin He..."

"Reply upstairs, you can see clearly, it was the film king who took the initiative to like it, you are so big that you can force the film king to like it?!"

……

Zhao Dong swallowed, turned his head mechanically, and looked at Qi Yao who was taking a nap in the car with his eyes closed: "You... know Lin He?"

Qi Yao searched the memory of the original owner, only the name Lin He was found, and there was no specific face. The original owner never watched movies. Even if he knew who Lin He was, he didn't remember his face on purpose. Crane hardly ever shows his face in front of the camera.

"do not know."

"Then why did he praise you?"

Qi Yao was speechless, "How do I know—" He suddenly thought of something, and asked eagerly, "What does Lin He look like?"

Zhao Dong didn't understand, so although he was speechless about Qi Yao's out behavior that he used to watch some soap operas all day long and didn't even know what the movie star looked like, he still searched for the poster of Lin He's movie for him to see.

When Qi Yao saw that face, he immediately lost his composure, "She is my wife!"

Zhao Dong raised his breath: "...what, what?"

"Eh...he is my future wife!"

Putting it down again in one breath, the agent rolled his eyes and couldn't help cursing: "Go ahead and do your daydream, it's hard to say whether people want you to be their wife, but you still want the film emperor to be your wife... Zhou Gong Neither can help you."

Qi Yao: "..."

"Ding dong!"

Zhao Dong seized an opportunity and wanted to swear a few more words, when the phone in his hand suddenly rang, which was the notification tone of Weibo news.

He told Qi Yao before in front of his fans that he never read private messages. Fans are more obedient, so there are very few private messages. This prompt came so suddenly, Zhao Dong couldn't help but take a look——

Lin Hev: Hello, I'm Lin He, I really like your plays, and I want to get to know you.

Zhao Dong's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at the bewildered artist next to him who was scolded by him, and then looked at the news that had been confirmed many times to be indeed from Lin He's own Weibo account.

he:"……"

No way……