After the rebirth, I formed a CP with Zhuma

The decoration of the restaurant on the 35th floor is also very elegant. Most of the scenes of high-end restaurants in the film and television themes are basically shot here.

Therefore, many people want to enjoy the services of high-end restaurants through various channels.

But in Heicheng, anyone who is able can go up to the 35th floor and eat for free.

Song Liang sat down, and Xie Yi handed over the order tablet.

"Can I choose?" Song Liang was a little surprised, he thought he could only eat what Xie Yi chose.

"Okay, you choose first." Xie Yi said, holding a pen in his hand, still writing and drawing in the notebook.

Song Liang glanced at him and ordered a cold dish.

Xie Yi asked, "Would you like some hot food?"

"Just finished eating." Song Liang ordered a steak, "It's not that tasty."

Xie Yi said, "Order some more fruits and vegetables."

Song Liang asked: "When you first arrived in Heicheng, you said that I ate too much, and now you bring me to eat this, what do you mean?"

"Do you know a word?"

"what?"

"You can lose weight when you're full." Xie Yi moved his fingers, and the pen fluttered neatly between his fingers, as if expressing Xie Yi's joyful mood hidden under his cold expression.

Song Liang: "..."

"You are indeed skinny now, but you don't have muscles all over your body, so you don't look good. You need to gain some muscle and convert it into muscles. This is not only good for your body, but also good for filming and commercials."

After a pause, Xie Yi raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to shoot a commercial? When?"

"Go to the interview tomorrow evening, and the filming can be finished on the spot." There is no need to undress, and it is a very small magazine, so the process goes quickly.

Xie Yi pondered for a while, and said, "I'll go there with you at noon."

Song Liang was stunned: "...you, what if you are photographed?"

Xie Yi took the tablet from his hand, clicked to confirm, and said with a light smile: "Then it will be regarded as an increase in your value."

Song Liang was helpless: "That's really flattering."

After eating, Song Liang bit the strawberry, his eyes fell on Xie Yi's constantly swinging pen cap, and finally couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Xie Yi: "I'll make a training plan for you."

"what?"

Song Liang: "Do you want to be so ruthless?"

Xie Yi raised his eyebrows amusedly: "It's as if I haven't done it for you."

When he was in school, Xie Yi made a training plan for Song Liang. At that time, he thought that Song Liang was talented in sports, but he lay still all day long and made himself sick, so he made a daily training plan for Song Liang. policy.

Speaking of this, Song Liang also remembered, and he frowned in pain: "I never got sick again after that."

Xie Yi: "But the muscles I gave you are gone."

"........."

Song Liang: "I feel like you are in love with me."

Xie Yi paused and glanced at Song Liang.

He moved his lips and added the last part of the sentence: "My muscles."

"..."

Xie Yi kept his face indifferent, and remained silent for a while, as if thinking of something, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Song Liang: "?"

Then, Xie Yi raised his eyes to meet Song Liang's gaze, and said slowly, as if he was presenting evidence in court, "That's the muscle on your body, if it's someone else, do you think I've cared?"

"........."

Seeing that Song Liang was dumb, Xie Yi felt much better. He put the pen aside, took out his phone and took two photos, and then handed them to Song Liang: "In addition to the training arranged by the company every day, after eight o'clock in the evening, you need to Come to the 35th floor for supplementary training, and I'll keep an eye on you."

Song Liang stared straight at him, frowned forbearance, and couldn't help saying: "I shouldn't have come to you, you are a devil."

"Tsk." Xie Yi licked his lips, "I thought you were ready to be tortured by me the day you looked for me. If not, I advise you to go home quickly."

"……you."

Song Liangxin said that he thought those things were over, but he didn't expect Xie Yi to still have grudges in his heart.

He was speechless for a moment, and was aroused by Xie Yi's last words to rebel.

Song Liang never struggled with one thing for too long, he either gave up or accepted it, once he made a choice, he would never regret it.

Xie Yi knew him best, so he naturally knew that Song Liang's mood was extremely complicated now, so he wanted to see how Song Liang would choose.

It is impossible for him to be kicked out by his family, the old man adopted him, Song Liang would betray Xie Yi, but he would not betray the old man.

So Xie Yi was holding the winning ticket, and he didn't care about Song Liang's pitiful eyes. He stood up straight, and raised his hand to put Song Liang's shoulders.

In the next second, Song Liang pressed his arm, got up and leaned over, and put his chin on his shoulder.

"If it wasn't for you, why would I have stayed here for so long." Song Liang blew on Xie Yi's broken hair, "Without you, that family would be meaningless."

"..."

Xie Yi's heart suddenly stalled.

Thinking of miscalculation, he couldn't help but licked his lower lip: "It seems that in the past few years, you have only worked hard on your lips."

After speaking, he raised his hand and pressed Song Liang's forehead, pushed the person away and stood up: "Don't get tired of crooked, I won't reduce the items for you, go warm up first."

Song Liang: "..."

After tossing all night, when Song Liang returned to the room, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. He carried his body that was about to fall apart, swayed into the bathroom, washed quickly, and fell on the bed. In a blink of an eye, it was early morning the next day.

The children's alarm clock seemed to explode.

Song Liang woke up from the fright, opened his eyes, there was a ghostly light outside, and inside the room, Meng Ziliang was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Next to the pillow, the phone vibrated, and a second thunder sounded.

Song Liang breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and pushed Meng Ziliang: "Wake up."

"Woo." Meng Ziliang opened his sleepy eyes, was dazed for a while, and asked, "Brother Liang, you woke up so early."

"Get up." Song Liang looked sad, he turned to the bathroom, and heard Meng Ziliang's sigh behind him, "Do people of your age get up so early?"

Song Liang slipped and almost fell.

Ten o'clock in the morning, training room.

The director sat on a rattan chair beside him, holding a microphone to call everyone together, Xie Yi stepped on the dot to the classroom, and saw the only sober Song Liang in the crowd, his eyes flashed with surprise.

Song Liang glanced at him, expressing that he didn't want to see him.

Behind him, Zhang Xiaocheng patted Song Liang on the shoulder and asked curiously, "Song Liang, why did you wake up so early?"

Song Liang gritted his teeth quite a bit: "A small family is like a treasure."

Zhang Xiaocheng: "???"

The content of the training is nothing more than wire, martial arts and etiquette. After lunch, take a lunch break for two hours, then run, run over obstacles, squat, and disassemble and analyze the movements for the last hour.

At the end of the round, everyone was so tired that they didn't have any image. They hid aside, or lay down on the ground to rest, or looked for water to drink, or went lazy.

Song Liang sat cross-legged on the ground, doing stretching exercises perfunctorily, thinking that he would receive Xie Yi's training at night, so he felt that the sky was dark.

Zhang Xiaocheng rubbed against his side, looked around, lowered his voice and asked Song Liang: "Song Liang, I heard about Zhuang Rong, but I don't understand what happened. He seems to have offended Brother Xie." Yeah?"

About Zhuang Rong, Song Liang didn't want to mention it.

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Zhang Xiaocheng lightly, and said, "I'm not sure about this, you can ask."

"..." Zhang Xiaocheng asked again, "What about Bu Fan? I added him as a friend before. He just went to the temple, and within two days he suddenly sent a crying sad quote, and then the WeChat account was handed in. The manager terminated the contract with him, so what happened?"

Song Liang thought of the white shadows he saw that day, and felt pain in his eyes: "I'm not familiar with Bu Fan."

"I heard that you two had a quarrel, was it because of this that he was kicked away by Brother Xie?"

"Do you think I can speak well in front of Brother Xie?" Song Liang was a little annoyed, "Why?"

Zhang Xiaocheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, paused for a while, swallowed it back, and said vaguely: "Maybe it's thinking about others when seeing things."

"Ok?"

Song Liang felt baffled, and was about to ask, when suddenly someone shouted: "Zhang Xiaocheng!"

Zhang Xiaocheng glanced back, and quickly got up from the ground: "My manager is looking for me, I'll go there first." Then he ran towards a woman.

Song Liang looked at Zhang Xiaocheng's back blankly, vaguely feeling as if there was something he didn't know yet.

Just as he was thinking, a shadow fell on him.

Song Liang raised his head and met Xie Yi's eyes.

"Uh." Song Liang blinked, "What are you doing?"

"Get up." Xie Yi said, "Aren't you going to an interview?"

"Oh." Song Liang remembered that this was indeed the case, got up quickly, took a look at the phone, only to find that it was not time yet.

He looked at the director suspiciously.

Xie Yi raised his hand and brought Song Liang's face back: "Go out early, I'll do something by the way."

Song Liang stood up immediately, and ran out quickly with the bag and water.

Worse than being kicked out by wolves.

Looking at his back, Xie Yi couldn't help laughing, slowly took the car keys and walked out.

The two went back to the house and took a shower before going out. It was very sunny outside. Song Liang followed Xie Yi to the garage. Seeing that Xie Yi found the car and got in, Song Liang opened the co-pilot's door and asked, "Do I want to get in?" Are you sitting in the co-pilot or the back seat?"

Xie Yi couldn't help laughing: "Are you asking why you're lonely?"

"Then I won't be polite." Song Liang quickly slipped in and sat down, pulling on the seat belt.

"Which company are you going to?"

Song Liang turned on the phone and reported the address, Xie Yi turned on the navigation, and the car started slowly.

After a moment of silence, he said, "This place is quite close to the company."

The Xie Group is just one street away from this company.

Song Liang narrowed his eyes and said, "They don't recognize me."

Xie Yi drove on the road, waiting for the traffic light to turn on the music: "Don't tell me they haven't seen you."

"..." Song Liang glanced at him, thinking that it was true.

He didn't actually go to the company.

Song Liang was silent for two seconds, and said, "You are quite familiar with this song, what is it called?"

Xie Yi raised his eyes, and Song Liang's face was out of the corner of his eye, and his tone was straight: "You sang the class song in junior high school."

Song Liang: "...grass."