After losing the male supporting script

In the living room decorated with warm colors, the man with a delicate face is wearing a pink apron, but it doesn't give people a sense of abruptness.The man showed a faint smile, looking expectantly with his eyes, no one could refuse this kindness.

The ingredients for the noodles prepared by Su Jian are indeed simple, but you can see the care in them at a glance.

Finely chopped scallions are dotted on it, together with the bright red minced chili, it looks a bit appetizing.

Feng Yan was not pretentious, and started to move under Su Jian's slightly expectant eyes.

"It tastes good." After the first chopsticks went down, Feng Yan raised his head in surprise, his tone was sincere without any falsehood.

Feng Yan suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard back then. Unlike most artists who voluntarily joined the circle, Su Jian's parents died when she was young, and she grew up in an orphanage.Joining the circle at a young age was only for his own tuition.

All these years of self-reliance and self-reliance, it is normal to have such cooking skills.

Letting him try the taste is a little unnecessary.

"It's good that you like it. I haven't let anyone taste my cooking skills for a long time." Su Jian smiled slightly, and explained Feng Yan's doubts that he hadn't had time to think about in a soft voice.

When Feng Yan looked again, he could only see the man's slightly lowered eyes and his serious eating of noodles.It seemed that the unreasonable intimacy or even intimacy just now was just his illusion.

The two are still in that polite and friendly relationship that they met on a few occasions.

The way of getting along between the two returned to the way that made Feng Yan comfortable and comfortable, and he temporarily left behind the slight strangeness that appeared vaguely.

The two chatted for a few words before going back to their rooms.

Such a short-term borrowing relationship was finalized like this, but Feng Yan knew that he would not stay for too long.

The next morning.

The windows of the guest rooms are not badly oriented. Looking out of the windows, you can vaguely see the artificial garden in the community. It is not a stunning view, but it can make people feel better unconsciously.

Feng Yan, the manager of this world, also serves as Ji Feng's half housekeeper in Ji's house, and has a biological clock of getting up early.

Even if he changed the place right now, he didn't need to do those complicated preparations anymore, at the moment when the hour hand pointed to six, he still opened his eyes on time.

"Now I'm starting to wonder if the previous body data was directly recycled in order to save money, and even the previous habits have been completely preserved." I have experienced the comfortable life of sleeping until I wake up naturally in the previous world, even if I am refreshed now, Seeing the outside of the house with no one in sight and the not-so-bright sky, Feng Yan still frowned unconsciously.

"You can spend points to upgrade. After the upgrade, the body will clear all the habits formed by the characters serving the plot, and the physical fitness will be automatically maintained at the optimal state." The voice of the system sounded just right.

The rarely opened system mall quickly appeared in Feng Yan's sight.

Even some transformation potions were dug out from some corner by the system.

Looking at those vampire potions, orc potions, body strengthening ingredients... and even some potions that increase the time, Feng Yan's brows really twitched, and he quickly rejected: "No need."

All the windows were retracted obediently by the system in an instant, and Feng Yan suddenly remembered another habit in this world that accompanies getting up early.

Really poor Feng Yan glanced at the lonely 100 yuan on the table, and frowned again.

100 yuan, a breakfast, at least enough.

Feng Yan, who fell into poverty for the first time in his life, reluctantly changed the clothes that had been washed and dried, instead of putting on the heavy coat, he found a few Su Jians and put them in the closet , Put on a coat that barely resembles his figure.

The more you get in touch with it, the more you can perceive Su Jian's meticulousness: the neatly folded corners of clothes, and some clothes that were not in the closet.

Countless details kept reminding Feng Yan, his excuse, the enthusiasm of the master, and the embarrassment that was completely seen by the other party.

It's not a good thing to show your weakness to others, and it's even less good to show your weakness to a meticulous and sensitive person when you don't know what the other party is planning.

The system kept reminding him that Feng Yan, who didn't take it seriously at first, had to try his best to pay attention to this "landlord" who in his eyes was not much different from a stranger.

The sensor map of the system was turned on in a hurry almost the moment he had no choice but to make a decision.

Before Feng Yan had time to start thinking about the landlord's plan again, he saw the red dot marked Su Jian busy back and forth in the kitchen.

Surprised in my heart, I didn't worry about that, I pushed open the door and came to the living room.

Just the moment he went out, he already smelled the fragrance from the living room.

The strong and slightly bitter aroma of coffee is matched with the squeaking sound of some kind of meat being roasted.

Feng Yan walked all the way to the dining table, and saw what was almost a sumptuous breakfast on the table.

The baked bread was placed on the plate, one side was browned, and it smelled fragrant. Two or three jars of jams with different flavors were placed aside, and the table knife was in a small plate on one side.

There are already some grilled sausages and barbecues on the table, as well as two or three fried eggs, and the host who has arranged all these is also putting the rest on plates and bringing them over.

The most eye-catching thing is the two sets of tableware placed face to face on the table.

This kind of western-style exquisite breakfast made the habit of eating breakfast just being carried around by Ji Feng in the bun shops and noodle soup shops in the streets and alleys for a while.

"I have the habit of eating breakfast. It happened to be two people, so I prepared an extra serving unconsciously." Su Jian put down the plate, and brought the coffee pot to the table.

The coffee pot and the small cup were placed in front of Feng Yan, and he himself went back to the refrigerator to get milk, and poured some into the thermos jug on the side.

The refrigerator, which was still empty last night, has been filled with dense ingredients today.

Looking at Su Jian's eye-catching pink apron, she was already dressed in neat and light clothing, her hands were busy warming the milk, and she didn't know how long she had been preparing this breakfast.

Feng Yan withdrew his gaze and thanked in a low voice, then immersed himself in the prepared food.

The aroma of coffee is strong, and the craftsmanship of the singer is even more excellent.

A simple compliment was exchanged for a gentle smile from the host. The man in the pink apron listened to the compliment while holding a cup filled with warm milk. The joy in his eyes and his childish appearance made him unexpectedly look like a lovely child. .

Feng Yan erased all the descriptions that inexplicably appeared in his mind.

The master has already cleaned up the mess on the table very naturally in the space of his wild thoughts, making Feng Yan's proposal to help back.

"There are some materials of our company on the table and people you can find later. If you want to find a company to sign a contract with, why not try our company?" Su Jian took off her apron with a very natural attitude, "A little while I still have songs to record, so I went out first, and the spare keys were also placed on the materials."

The man said goodbye politely again, weakening the little intimacy that arose during the breakfast together just now.

Feng Yan hadn't seen this kind of way of getting along with others after being nice and then returning to nature. He glanced at the contract exposed under the material, and the name that caught his eye soon made him feel very familiar with Su Jian. People's helplessness is intensified.

Right now, if it is not certain that Su Jian's unreasonable friendship is not due to the hospitality of the singer himself, but because of some special reasons, then it can only be said that he is deceiving himself.

Looking at Bao Hu's name on the contract, Feng Yan's eyes dimmed, and the memories in his mind were connected with the newly acquired news, so he quickly guessed a little.

Entering Yuxing Company with the materials given by Su Jian, Feng Yan soon got affirmative news from the front desk staff.

Before he left this world, this company was only a third-rate entertainment company, and it could even be said to be a low-level small company that pulls/strips/clubs/music/clubs/houses. Little is known.

But at least he knew that Bao Hu, a black wolf in the industry with a vicious vision, was not the agent of this company before.

During the five years since he left, there seemed to be a mysterious shareholder behind Yuxing, who acquired a large amount of equity and became the current right holder. Jane finally began to show her edge, step by step to her present position.Even Bao Hu, who had the name of a gold agent at the beginning but was not seen in the circle because of his impulsiveness, was transferred to this company's name.

Feng Yan was also a little curious about the fact that Song Wang Suishou was a contract that would directly allow Bao Hu to become his manager.

Feng Yan didn't wait in the waiting room for too long when the door was kicked open.

A man with pigtails rushed in quickly, with stubble on his chin, unknotted curly hair scattered around in a mess, a coat that was obviously put on casually and the inner lining perfectly formed a bright red and green As for the eye-catching hairy legs under the colorful shorts and the flip-flops on the feet, they are nothing compared to them.

The extremely sloppy man glanced at him casually. The man with the name of Bao Hu was more like a grumpy bearded uncle. After seeing the seal on the sofa, the dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes were exposed on the seal. under Yan's sight.

"Hey!" He called out extremely rudely, but after scanning Feng Yan for a round, he suddenly rolled his eyes, and his attitude suddenly softened, "What's your name?"

"Feng Yan." Hearing this man who was as famous as him in the circle ask his name, Feng Yan couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

It is rumored that Bao Hu is meticulous but impatient, and only pays attention to news related to his artists, and at other times he doesn't care about gossip and news big and small in the entertainment industry.

But I didn't expect it to come to such a point.

But after leaving for five years, even his peers don't know his name and surname. Even if it was because Ji Feng was the only artist under him at the beginning, it must be the reason why the developed film king and this circle no longer need a manager to seal the words.

Feng Yan's gaze faded, and he once again glanced at his former colleagues who were looking at his appearance and relieved a little.

Perhaps, it is not bad to go from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.