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The annual meeting ended after midnight.

There is a slight smell of alcohol in the car late at night, which is not very unpleasant.

Yan Mingyang rested his stomach on one hand, half-closed his eyes.It was one o'clock in the morning, and Secretary No. [-] was reporting information to be processed.

In order to create the illusion of approachability, Yan Mingyang never excludes others from directly discussing cooperation with "myself" through WeChat.He will not refuse the request to add WeChat, and sometimes even offers it on his own initiative.

But in fact, the person who handles Yan Mingyang's work WeChat is his secretary.

There are several other people under Secretary No. [-].They organize all kinds of information every day, eliminate the useless and those that can be directly processed, and report the rest to Yan Mingyang to make a decision.

Yan Mingyang cherishes words like gold, his voice is cold, and there is no emotion on his face when he is working.

After arriving home, Yan Mingyang went straight into the bathroom.

Not taking off his clothes in front of others is an instinct carved into his muscles.He closed the door and locked it habitually. After taking off his watch, he unbuttoned his suit one by one.

The constant temperature shower sprayed evenly hot water, and a layer of mist formed on the glass of the shower room.

Yan Mingyang stood under the shower, closed his eyes and drenched for a while.

The air becomes warm and humid.He opened his eyes and turned his head, only to see the blurry figure on the glass door looking at him simultaneously.

Faintly visible, the complicated and terrifying dark lines on the back and sides trembled in the densely dripping water, as if they would leap out ferociously at any time, opening their mouths and fangs to devour people.

Yan Mingyang thought of Shen Xiaotu.

Or rather, intoxicated.

He hadn't thought about this man for many years.

Yan Mingyang still remembered the last sentence he said to Xiaotu.

"Be good, and I will see you when my brother is free."

What did Xiaotu say at that time?

Yan Mingyang can't remember clearly.

A perfunctory sentence when the scam is complete and does not require any response.

After that, Xiaotu probably waited obediently for a while.

Yan Mingyang knew that he had always relied on himself.If he didn't wait for himself, he would be very disappointed.

Might be sad enough to cry.

When Yan Mingyang dissected himself calmly and objectively—this complex, changeable, dirty and cunning creature that could hardly be called a human being, he had to admit:

His grown up,

It started from telling the first lie to Shen Xiaotu.

It's not that Yan Mingyang didn't want to go to see Xiaotu when his conscience discovered it occasionally.

But all kinds of hardships, he can't lie anymore.

I always feel that if I meet one more time or say one more word, I will be completely ruined;

Let Xiaotu know that he was foolishly deceived from beginning to end.

Later, as time passed and many things happened, old friends and old affairs were drawn into a dark corner.

was forgotten.

Back then, Shen Xiaotu was still a little beauty;

Today's intoxication...

I heard that she is already a great beauty.

Yan Mingyang felt a little irritable, and he didn't know which fragment in his memory caused the anger.

Some can't bear it.

Yan Mingyang turned around and turned the knob forward with a blank expression.

pat-

The constant temperature and comfortable hot water has been adjusted to icy cold water.

After taking a shower, Yan Mingyang put on his bathrobe and walked out in a cool look.

Secretary No. [-] was still in the living room, waiting to continue reporting.

"Mr. Yan." Seeing Yan Mingyang come out on the [-]st, he stood up.

Yan Mingyang hummed and leaned on the sofa.He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "Speak."

On the [-]st, it was almost three o'clock in the morning before leaving.

Yan Mingyang seems to have a short sleep gene, and has always only needed less sleep than others.

Early the next morning, he got up at eight as usual.

He went downstairs to the living room, but found not only the driver, but also Jin Sanhao who was standing and waiting in the yard outside the door.

Without special circumstances, Secretary No. [-] does not need to come to Yan Mingyang's house.

Yan Mingyang opened the door, and a damp and cold air with a musty smell rushed towards his face, "What's the matter?"

"President Yan," Jin Sanhao paused for a moment, not daring to raise his head, "Xia Rusen is determined not to change."

"Adamantly not?" Yan Mingyang frowned.He pushed the door outwards, turned and entered the house by himself.

Jin Sanhao hastily followed in.

"Yes." Jin Sanhao said, "Xia Rusen attaches great importance to Shen Zui and refuses to accept substitutions."

To Yan Mingyang, the replacement in "Spring Rest" was not a big deal.

It was just a favor at first, but now it has become a little tricky.

Yan Mingyang leaned against the table, thoughtful.

"Yesterday I asked you to send the script to Shen Zui, did you send it?"

Jin No. [-]: "Not yet."

"You can deliver it now." Yan Mingyang sat down at the table.

He unhurriedly picked up the chopsticks and began to eat breakfast as usual, "By the way, tell Shen Zui about Xia Rusen."

"You mean..." Jin No. [-] was stunned for a few seconds before realizing Yan Mingyang's meaning, "I understand."

Shen Zui slept lightly last night and had a nightmare from which she couldn't wake up.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by sister Lu's banging on the door.

Shen Zui frowned, his eyes hadn't fully opened yet.He got up from the sofa, fumbled to open the door, and accidentally bumped into the coffee table.

"hiss--"

Shen Zui rubbed his calf, opened his trouser legs and took a look.

He is not afraid of pain, but he is afraid of bumping into bruises and bruises, which will be unsightly.

This point will come uninvited, except that Sister Lu is the assistant An An.

Shen Zui didn't look at Maoyan, but when he opened the door, he found another person standing beside Sister Lu.

He just met last night, Kim No. [-].

"Teacher Shen," Jin Sanhao smiled the same as last night, and almost wrote the word "something wrong" on his face.

"I heard that you have a free period recently, President Yan asked me to send some scripts over."

Shen Zui just woke up, and has not switched to the "before people mode".

Seeing him standing still, Sister Lu could only push the door open by herself, "Secretary Jin, please."

...Mr. Yan.

Oh, it's Yan Mingyang.

Drunken woke up completely.He closed the door smoothly, and the switch was successful when he walked back to the sofa.

"Secretary Jin, what script is it?" Shen Zui blinked.

"There are quite a few," Jin Sanhao took out a few stacks of scripts from his briefcase, "You can read them yourself."

Sister Lu quickly took it with a smile, "Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I delivered it myself."

Shen Zui just sat on the side, never reaching out his hand from beginning to end.

"Huh?" Sister Lu glanced roughly, "Here,"

She was a little embarrassed, but she still managed to maintain a smile on her face, "Are they all TV dramas?"

"Yes." Jin Sanhao prepared this question.He said politely, "The TV dramas come in quickly and have a high degree of exposure."

"They are all modern dramas with good themes."

"Secretary Jin, thank you for your kindness." Sister Lu put down the script, "Let's get him drunk,"

"Sister Lu." Shen Zui interrupted her.

"Secretary Jin, thank you for sending the script, I will seriously consider it." Shen Zui smiled at Jin No. [-], "Please also express my gratitude to President Yan on my behalf."

"That's good, that's good." Jin Sanhao has screwed up more than one thing from yesterday to today.Seeing Shen Zui accepting the script, he was slightly relieved.

"Actually," Jin No. [-] coughed, "There is one more thing."

"Tell me." Shen Zui tilted his head slightly, as if listening attentively.

"I heard that Mr. Shen has always been highly valued by Director Xia." Jin Sanhao spoke according to Yan Mingyang's explanation, and smiled a little guilty. "About the casting of "Spring Rest", Director Xia may have treated our Director Yan."

"Some misunderstanding."

It wasn't until this moment that Sister Lu fully understood why Jin Sanhao sent the script to her door today.She still held the stacks of scripts in her hand, and dared not speak out.

"Look," Jin Sanhao was afraid that he would be too intoxicated and didn't understand his hint, he hesitated to speak, "can you help...to clarify."

"If it affects the start-up progress, it will be bad for everyone."

After a few seconds of being "stunned", Shen Zui suddenly realized, "Oh."

"Of course." He smiled innocently, "I can't let the filming of "Spring Rest" fail."

The big stone in Jin Sanhao's heart finally fell to the ground, and he finally felt relieved.

Sister Lu sent Secretary Jin downstairs.

As soon as the door closed, the smile on Shen Zui's face disappeared instantly.

This kind of thing that sells you and tricks you into counting the money for him can be seen as Yan Mingyang's handwriting.

Shen Zui sneered in his heart.

Yan Mingyang really never disappoints.

That's how he was back then, and he was still deceiving people in the end.

After parting, Shen Xiaotu realized that their encounter was a scam from beginning to end.

The romance he remembered from that summer never really existed.

When Sister Lu came back, Shen Zui was hugging her knees and curled up on the sofa, staring at the phone in front of her in a daze.

Sister Lu hesitated and sat down beside Shen Zui.She didn't know whether to speak or not.

Shen Zui hasn't filmed for two years.Literary films pay attention to the background, while commercial films are Pei Yan's world.

Seeing that Xia Rusen is about to close the mountain, Shen Zui's future situation is worrying.

"Xiao Zui," Sister Lu picked up the script brought by Jin Sanhao again, "Why don't we read the scripts of these TV dramas first?"

"I just flipped through it roughly, and there are one or two." Sister Lu paid attention to the intoxicated micro-expression, "...It's still good. You,"

"Sister Lu," Shen Zui suddenly raised his head.He seemed to be thinking about other things, and he didn't hear what Sister Lu said just now.His lips were slightly pale, "Bring me a piece of potato chips, please."

Sister Lu was taken aback.

She hesitated for a while before saying, "Okay."

On a shelf in the living room are airtight jars of tomato-flavored potato chips.

Sister Lu brought the airtight jar, Shenzui opened the lid, and took a piece of potato chips from it.

The thin potato chips were held between his fingers, and he put them on his lips with his eyes closed.

He used his nostrils a little harder and sniffed carefully for a while.

"Spring Habitat" is Xia Dao's painstaking effort for many years.

"Spring Habitat" must not die young.

Click, click.

Shen Zui held the potato chips in both hands, biting into bites like a little hamster eating a pine cone.

Sister Lu covered the airtight jar, but did not take it away.

She sat patiently aside without making a sound.

When biting into potato chips, intoxication cannot be disturbed by anyone.

After swallowing the last "one" of potato chips, he opened his eyes.

"Do you still want to eat?" Sister Lu asked.

Shen Zui calmly shook his head.His eyes were impassive, "Sister Lu, help me find Pei Yan's contact information."

In the film industry, Xia Rusen and Pei Yan are the number one mortal enemies.

When Xia Rusen was at his peak, "Tassel" swept all the awards, not only winning Liu Heng and Shen Zui, but also defeating Pei Yan, who was also very strong, at the most influential Silver Cloud Award.

The two circles, where the king did not see the king, became diametrically opposed after that.

A general consensus is that "Tassel" and intoxication can be called mutual achievements.

Therefore, while relying on "Tassel" to enter the world of literary and artistic films, it also blocked the possibility of entering commercial blockbusters.

"What do you want Pei Yan's contact information for?" Sister Lu was startled, "Pei Yan and Director Xia..."

"He," Sister Lu said a little unbearably, "he won't use you."

"I know." Shen Zui was very calm, "Give me the contact information first."

Shen Zui dialed for an hour before the call was connected.

He wasn't impatient either, leaning on the sofa and turning on the hands-free, "Hello."

"Hi, hello." Secretary Li was on the other end of the phone, "I'm Director Pei's secretary, may I ask who you are?"

"I am intoxicated."

"Shen..." Secretary Li's voice was obviously paused, "Drunk?"

"Well, the one who played "Tassel"." Shen Zui said.

"Oh," Secretary Li's tone was tinged with a smirk, "So it's Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"

"I heard that Director Pei is preparing for a new play "Lost Temperature" recently," Shen Zui said without blushing and out of breath, "I'm here to recommend myself."

"This," Secretary Li tactically paused for three seconds, "it's a bit of a coincidence."

"The casting of "Out of Temperature" started a long time ago. You,"

Shen Zui didn't even bother to listen to such clichés.

"It's all going to start next year," he moved to the receiver of the phone, and said word by word in a breathy voice, "Doesn't Director Pei want to defeat Director Xia?"

Secretary Li couldn't make such a decision, and said he was going to ask Pei Yan for instructions.

There is no rush to get drunk.After the phone call, he just went to do what he should do, and he didn't seem to care about the result.

Sister Lu vaguely guessed Shen Zui's intentions, but she wanted to persuade her but didn't know how to say it.

One day passed like that.

In the evening, Liu Heng's phone call came.

"Intoxicated," his voice was a little irritable this time, "Have you gone to contact Pei Yan?"

"En." Shen Zui was waiting for this call.He said nonchalantly, "If I don't act in "Spring Residence", I have to get involved in other projects."

"Shen Zui, you have been preparing for "Spring Habitat" for two years. Director Xia and I will not let anyone replace you." Liu Heng tried to calm down, "Director Xia lost his temper today and almost went to the hospital again."

"We won't budge."

Liu Heng has a solid foundation in his lines, and his voice is not low, and the sound leaking from the microphone is particularly contagious.

Sister Lu took a tentative look at Shen Zui.

Chen Zui pursed his lips tightly, and bit his inner lip.

"However, it is difficult for me to support myself by acting in literary films." When I spoke again, my intoxicated voice became a little brighter, "I am different from you."

"I have no background, so it doesn't matter how well I act."

"I was replaced this time, which just shows this point."

"Intoxicated!" Liu Heng interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth, with repressed anger in his tone, "I said long ago that I will help you, and Director Xia will also."

"But I don't want to act anymore." Shen Zui grabbed his fingers, as if reciting aloud, "I am willing to play "Spring Rest" because this role was written for me."

"I am so beautiful, and my acting skills are so good;"

"I really don't want to be thankless to act in literary films anymore."

"You know, I can't be called a good man;"

"I want money, status, fame, and the admiration of everyone."

"real."

Liu Heng was silent for a long time this time.

"Pei Yan won't really use you." Liu Heng said, "Even if he asks you to audition, it's just to slap Director Xia in the face."

"It doesn't matter, sincerity will be seen over time." Shen Zui said.

Liu Heng: "......"

Shen Zui hung up the phone.

At nine o'clock in the evening, before Sister Lu left, she received an email from Secretary Li.

A sample reading of the script of "Out of Temperature" is attached.

"Secretary Li said that Director Pei has agreed to your audition." Sister Lu deliberately said it a little lightly, "I'll forward the script to you, you can read it first."

"No need." Shen Zui was quietly lying on the back of the sofa, looking out of the window through the glass.

There are many buildings and lights outside.

"I'm not going to audition." Shen Zui said.

Miss Lu paused.She guessed Shen Zui's decision, but she still couldn't bear it.

"Sister Lu, I'm not the only actor under you," Shen Zui turned around, "I want to rest for a while."

"You don't want to cooperate with Pei Yan and slap Director Xia in the face." Sister Lu persuaded, "We can also wait for the casting announcement of "Spring Rest" before auditioning."

"I've inquired. "Out of Temperature" won't start until March next year."

"Throughout the ages, which time did you not need to submit a certificate of surrender?" Shen Zui casually raised the corner of his mouth, "I don't cooperate with Pei Yan, do you think he will give me a chance?"

"Boss Yan has shares in Director Pei's company." Sister Lu thought for a while, "You should give up "Spring Rest" voluntarily, and he should have a good impression of you."

"Your acting skills are so good, we can try to win over, maybe Mr. Yan is willing to say something for you."

Shen Zui really laughed this time.

Yan Mingyang has a good impression of himself.

This sentence is really wonderful.

"Don't think about it." After Shen Zui laughed, the corners of his mouth gradually flattened, and his eyes turned cold, "If Yan Mingyang really wanted to help me with "Lost Temperature", he wouldn't send someone to give me the script of the TV series this morning."

"Then," Sister Lu hesitated for a moment, "Do you want to look through the scripts of the TV dramas you sent me?"

"Oh," Shen Zui seemed to realize that there were still a few stacks of papers that hadn't been turned over on the coffee table.

He didn't touch it from the beginning to the end, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty.

"Throw it away," he said.

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I didn't get an A in one class in the first semester, and I'm depressed these days (.