Male god encounters scheming

In the preliminary list... there are me and Di Xiaoguang.The artists brought by Zheng Lebin have not yet confirmed their itinerary. "

"..."

Cen Mo licked his lips, hesitantly explained: "Xiaoguang is what you saw that night..."

Zhou Han lowered his eyes and remained silent, obviously knowing who he was talking about.

"He was introduced to the company by Ellie. There haven't been too many accident announcements recently, so Miss Ellie wants to take him with her."

"..."

"What happened that night has been suppressed, and there is no news. It should have no impact on this game. We will also watch him during the game..."

Thinking that Zhou Han was not very happy, Cen Mo thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, I think it is also feasible for artists to form teams with artistes, and then play against student teams. This will avoid communication problems caused by unfamiliarity between artists and students. It can also form a contrast between grassroots and stars, and there are also gimmicks."

Zhou Han raised his head.

"In this way, artists and students can be separated for promotional posters and future communication meetings." Cen Mo looked at him, "Do you feel more comfortable?"

Zhou Han was taken aback: "I'm not uncomfortable."

"Aren't you unwilling to partner and contact artists because of Xiaoguang's affairs?"

"No." Zhou Han couldn't laugh or cry, "Of course not. I just find it very troublesome."

"trouble?"

"It's too troublesome to shoot posters, posing for the camera all day long."

"..."

"And don't you think it's stupid to be stared at by a large group of people and smirk?"

Cen Mo choked speechlessly, God Zhou, don't you mean that all celebrities are stupid...

"Forget it, just follow the previous arrangement. It's better for students to work with artists or partners."

"Eh?"

"After all, this is a relatively professional competition. I'm afraid there is no need to compare it with artist groups alone."

Cen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean? Are you afraid that the artists in our company will not be able to produce qualified entries?"

Zhou Han raised his eyebrows, rarely showing interest in his eyes.

"Why, do you really think so? Do you think artists are all straw bags with only shells?" Cen Mo was inexplicably aroused to fight, "You moved a TV back before, what did you plan to do?"

Zhou Han: "Restore the old movement and make the latest black and white TV."

"Retro." Cen Mo smiled slightly, "It's quite creative."

Zhou Han waited for him to continue.

"Then let's have a match first?"

"..."

"Give me a few days, and I will repair the movement."

Zhou Han was surprised: "I remember your boss said that your major is screenwriting?"

Cen Mo raised his eyebrows: "I remember that your major is not electronic motors and maintenance."

For a moment, the eyes of the two of you coming and going were filled with crackling and provocative currents in the small dormitory room.

Round 3 ([-]) Round [-] [-]

"Are you crazy? You left me at the coffee shop and went back to the dormitory with him..." Afterwards, Zheng Lebin followed Cen Mo, babbling non-stop, "It's only the second time we met, you have to know how to keep yourself clean, you can't It's so easy!"

Cen Mo was laying a dismantled Walkman on the desk in the office to study it carefully, and corrected him without raising his head: "It's the third time."

"It won't work even the third time!" Zheng Lebin thumped the table angrily, and three parts were blown away.

Cen Mo raised his head slowly.

Zheng Lebin stiffened his neck while backing away: "Well, this is a moment of excitement..."

"Give, me, pick up, pick up, come!"

Zheng Lebin had only a little courage in front of Cen Mo, as soon as he yelled, he squatted down immediately.But still muttering in his mouth: "Just pick it up, why are you so angry?"

"Not one less!"

Zheng Lebin was quiet for a while, touched a small part that fell in the cracks of the floor, and quickly pulled it out, and showed it to Cen Mo as if offering a treasure, waiting to claim credit.

Seeing that he didn't mean to be really angry, he cautiously started his preaching mode again: "Actually, I think that Zhou Han is a bit too handsome, he looks like he's straight, maybe it's artificial."

Cen Mo sneered: "So you were drooling and almost hugged someone's thigh on the spot?"

"Hey, that's because I fainted, and I didn't recover for a while." Zheng Lebin blushed, "I just woke up later!"

"Yes, you've always kept your orchid fingers 'sober'." Cen Mo glanced at him, forcefully broke off the computer board from the inner casing of the Walkman, and compared it with the structure diagram written in the book.

"Which pot does not open and which pot is lifted, really!" Zheng Lebin picked up a small screw and handed it to him, "Why did you dismantle and reinstall it, and buy a new one if it breaks!"

"I'm practicing."

"What, practice disassembling and assembling the Walkman?" Zheng Lebin was dumbfounded, "Don't tell me that you plan to change your career to become a repairman?"

Cen Mo smiled: "Go away! I made a bet with Zhou Han..."

"……bet?"

"Yeah." Cen Mo briefly explained the matter once.

"You actually compared him to repairing the TV?!" Zheng Lebin almost jumped up after hearing the ins and outs, "I'm doomed! You don't understand."

"If you don't understand, you have to find a common topic." Cen Mo patted his forehead, "Isn't it interesting that he guides me to study?"

"Hey, wouldn't it be more interesting to just go straight to the big bed in his dormitory and lie flat?"

Cen Mo raised his foot and gave him a crutch.Who told me not to follow people casually just now!

"Fuck, what a kick!"

A light knock on the office door interrupted the two who were arguing.

They all turned their heads.

I saw Di Xiaoguang standing timidly at the door and looking at them, the bruise on his face was only a faint mark.

"Brother Cen Mo, Brother Le Bin."

"It's Xiaoguang? Why did you come to the company?" Zheng Lebin greeted with a half-smile, "Are you looking for Sister Ai Li? She's off today."

"I want to talk to Brother Cen Mo." Di Xiaoguang walked in cautiously and stood beside Cen Mo, "Brother Cen Mo, do you have time?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Cen Mo gathered the things on the table, pointed to the sofa for Di Xiaoguang to sit on, "Let's go."

Di Xiaoguang glanced at Zheng Lebin but didn't dare to speak.

For a while, there was only the sound of the heating and air conditioning in the room, and the three of them stared at each other for a while.

Knowing that he was afraid of him, Zheng Lebin just didn't want to let him out.

He is angry with Qi (Di Xiaoguang) for not fighting.

Since the last time Di Xiaoguang refused to listen to the persuasion and insisted on going his own way to hang out with that scumbag, Zheng Lebin has already wanted to blow up his firecracker temper.

His mantra in life is "Don't be afraid of people being stupid, but be afraid of people being cheap". Hearing that Cen Mo ran to save people in a foolish way that night, he was already very unhappy. It is not like Zheng's style not to say anything face to face this time.

Cen Moyou watched him stare at the knife for a long time before opening his mouth and setting a step: "Your injury...is better."

Di Xiaoguang cowardly hesitated to speak.

"You go out first." Cen Mo pushed Zheng Lebin who was about to speak, "Isn't that difficult star of your family coming to the company to discuss a new script today? It's almost ten o'clock."

Zheng Lebin pursed his lips to look at Cen Mo's eyes, trying to fight for another chance to preach, although he also knew that this was Cen Mo's intention to tell him not to talk too much.

This circle is most afraid of misfortune from the mouth, and he has indeed suffered from this.Zheng Lebin was convinced by Cen Mo's control over his own damn quick temper.Although it was a bit reluctant for him to swallow the words that came to his mouth at this moment, he hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked out with his coat. When he came to the door, he turned around and gave Di Xiaoguang a warning look.

"Xiaoguang, don't forget the pain when you recover from your injury."

"..." Di Xiaoguang froze.

"Brother Cen Mo is going to make a poster for a show recently, if you rush out to save others and get injured again, it's not a joke..."

"..."

"You understand?"

Cen Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Go away, stop talking nonsense."

Zheng Lebin finally walked out.

Di Xiaoguang looked down at his toes, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Cen Mo. Did what happened last time bother you?"

Cen Mo patted him on the shoulder: "Don't listen to Zheng Lebin's nonsense, I'm fine. And I wore a hat that night, so I wouldn't recognize it if it wasn't for acquaintances."

"That's good."

"You're fine. Ellie has already suppressed everyone who knows about it. That person has also gone abroad with his wife temporarily, so he won't bother you anymore. But there will be no next time for such a thing."

Di Xiaoguang was extremely remorseful: "I know I'm too stupid, you all told me before..."

Cen Mo sighed softly, he didn't know what to comfort him, what should be said has already been said, and some words are boring if they go too far.

Di Xiaoguang raised his head again, the tears in the corners of his eyes had already faded away.But the big watery eyes are still aggrieved and pitiful, which is indeed a bit attractive: "Brother Cen Mo, if you and Sister Ai Li hadn't supported me all the time, I'm afraid it would not be so easy for me to get over this incident. Those people in the company secretly..."

"Leave those people alone."

"I know you are the only ones who still care about me. Sister Ellie called me last night and said that I would like to participate in a reality show competition with you."

"That's right, this opportunity is very good. The theme of the competition is the new use of waste, which is quite novel. Although the official copy has not yet been published, but the students and artist partners, and environmental protection are all gimmicks, and the company attaches great importance to it."

Di Xiaoguang's eyes lit up: "So I also have a partner?"

"Yes. But your partner hasn't been selected yet. When the boss confirms the candidate in the past few days, you have to shoot promotional posters according to the schedule."

"No problem! When will the partner be confirmed? Brother Cen Mo...who are you partnering with?"

Cen Mo smiled: "I also depend on the boss' arrangement."

There was a hint of loneliness on Di Xiaoguang's beautiful face: "I heard that the boss wants you to partner with the male god of S University?"

"This is only a preliminary idea, in fact, this is not yet the final