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Shen Zui didn't go out for several days.

He pulled out the SIM card and didn't reply to WeChat. He huddled in the room alone and started to evaporate.

This condo in a great location is leased and expiring soon.Shen Zui did not renew the lease.

After New Year's Day, some time passed, and the weather became colder and colder.

Shen Zui flipped through the pages of the New Year's calendar, got up from the sofa, and packed his luggage silently.

He drove off at dawn when it was so dark that he couldn't tell whether it was sunny or rainy. Before leaving, he only left a WeChat message for Sister Lu.

New Year approached.

It's time to sweep the grave.

When the New Year's Eve is approaching, Yan Mingyang is always busy.

He has to attend countless annual meetings and receptions to socialize; crowds of people are rushing to give him gifts, and he also has a lot of gifts to give away.

Throughout the year, the false relationship between business partners, which is purely a connection of interests, depends on walking around at this moment.

Yan Mingyang took the No. [-] secretary with an excellent memory to travel to and from various places, and his daily schedule was full.

He is used to this, but it is inevitable that he will be tired.

The secretaries all knew that at the end of each year, Yan Mingyang's temper would be worse and colder than before, and he would become elusive.

One day after New Year's Day, Yan Mingyang took the time to go back to the company.

During this time, the No. [-] and No. [-] secretaries are in charge of handling company affairs.Yan Mingyang called them into the office and listened to the reports one by one.

"Mr. Yan," Jin Sanhao tentatively said after the important matter was basically finished, "There is one more thing."

"what?"

"Xia Rusen..." Jin Sanhao cautiously said, "I refuse to use Wang Ge."

"Xia," Yan Mingyang saw too many people in the past few days, and put "Spring Rest" behind him.

Only this time, before No. [-] opened his mouth to remind him, he remembered it by himself.

""Spring Habitat", right?" Yan Mingyang still held a document waiting for approval.He turned and asked without raising his head, "Didn't he ask you to find Shen Zui last time? What did he say?"

"Mr. Yan, no." Jin Sanhao explained after seeing this, "Xia Rusen has let go now."

"It's not that he doesn't want to change, but he doesn't accept Wanger."

"Oh?" Yan Mingyang raised his head this time, a little surprised, "Why?"

"Here," Jin No. [-] hesitated to speak, and cast a look of help to No. [-].

"Mr. Yan." No. [-] thought quickly, "At the annual meeting that day, Wang Ge was embarrassingly intoxicated in public."

This point, Yan Mingyang really did not expect.

He is sensible, knows good and bad, and understands right and wrong.

But this does not affect him in the face of any matter with his own interests at the center.

"President Yan, Xia Rusen is a rather stubborn person." Jin No. [-] said tactfully, "He said that he would rather not shoot than use Wang Ge."

Yan Mingyang frowned.

There are many things at the end of the year, and the "smooth favor" of "Spring Habitat" is really not worth the candle.

Yan Mingyang leaned back in the chair, squinted his eyes and thought for a while.

"How about this." He put down the pen in his hand, and said to Jin No. [-], "You go directly to Wang Ge's agent and tell him that I have already bought "Spring Rest", and I also have the second male lead available for him. .”

"For the rest, let them figure out a way to connect with Xia Rusen."

Jin No. [-] was stunned for a while, "Oh, okay."

The meaning of Yan Mingyang's move is that he can only help so far, and he will let go of the rest.

But his long sleeves are good at dancing, but not everyone can learn it.

Wang Ge and Xia Rusen "docked themselves", and the result was a complete breakdown.

So within a few days, the matter came back again.

Yan Mingyang was already somewhat displeased and irritable.

He rubbed his eyebrows, "What is Xia Rusen's request?"

Jin No. [-] immediately said, "No need for Wang Ge."

"Let Wang Ge's agent pick a few other actors with clean backgrounds from their company and send them to "Spring Rest" for an audition." Yan Mingyang said.

"Then...but, what about Wang Ge?" Jin Sanhao didn't like Wang Ge either, but he had a lot of concerns. "He has some background in his family, and he has been an actor that their company has highly praised in recent years."

"Wang Ge..." Yan Mingyang thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "By the way, have you finished casting for Pei Yan's "Out of Temperature"?"

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

"Then push Wang Ge to audition for "Out of Temperature," Yan Mingyang said impatiently, "It can be regarded as making up for it."

"Okay." Jin No. [-] nodded yes, planning to leave the office.

"By the way," Yan Mingyang added this time.His tone was a little heavy, "Tell Wang Ge's boss, this matter is over."

Shen Zui walked this way home every year.

Although there is no one at the end of the road, there is only one grassy tomb.

Sometimes, Shen Zui would think, if Yan Mingyang hadn't appeared in the summer when he lost everything, would he be able to hate him less.

the answer is negative.

Get off the expressway and drive another kilometer along the Airport Avenue, and you will be the city center of Qi City.

Every time he came back to visit the grave, Shen Zui would choose to live in Qi City.

This prosperous city surrounded by mountains and rivers is not the hometown of intoxication.

His home is tens of kilometers further west, and it is located in a plain village behind a small hill.

Except for sweeping the grave, intoxication will never go back.

"Young man, do you want rice noodles?" An uncle who opened a shop on the side of the road greeted warmly.

Shen Zui just parked the car on the side of the road.

He was wearing a black hoodie with his hood pulled up, and a black mask. Only his eyes were exposed, and it was written that strangers should not come close.

"No need." Shen Zui said in a low voice, "Thank you."

The uncle's greeting looked more like a casual question, and he didn't sell any more after hearing the words.

Not far away, there was the sound of chasing and chasing in groups, and the students who had just finished self-study in the evening walked out of the school in groups of three or four, and they were the "main force" of consumption.

Many students rushed to the rice noodle shop, and Shen Zui stood by the door.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were facing the signboard in front of the school gate across a narrow road.

Qishi No. [-] Middle School.

This is not his alma mater, but Yan Mingyang's.

At that time, he often sat in this rice noodle shop, waiting for Yan Mingyang to finish his get out of class.

Even the uncle who opened the shop is still the same.

The mobile phone suddenly rang a WeChat call notification tone.

It's Miss Lu.

Shen Zui thought for a while, then connected, "Hello, Sister Lu."

"Ah! It's connected!" An An was on the other end of the phone, "Sister Lu, Teacher Shen has answered the phone!"

The phone was handed to Sister Lu, "Hey, Shen Zui, where have you been!"

"Go out for a walk by yourself and relax." Shen Zui pulled off his mask to avoid shortness of breath, "Didn't I leave a message for you?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Sister Lu has obviously become more irritable these days, "I haven't been to your house for a few days, and when I went again, I found that everything was emptied!"

"Just a message, who can rest assured?"

Shen Zui pursed his lips, but didn't speak.

"Okay." Sister Lu said, "You won't go home after Chinese New Year anyway, so I have something serious to tell you."

Shen Zui: "What?"

""Spring Rest" has announced the final casting." Sister Lu said, "It's not Wang Ge, it's another new actor from their company."

"Oh." Shen Zui didn't care who was replacing him.

"But," Sister Lu paused, as if considering how to speak.

"Did Pei Yan inform me that I don't need to audition?" Shen Zui said calmly, "It's expected."

"That's not true." Sister Lu seemed to sigh, "I found out that Mr. Yan recommended Wang Ge to "Out of Temperature."

"There are only two main male roles in "Out of Temperature". One of them has already been decided, and it is an actor under Director Pei's own banner; therefore, the role you and Wang Ge auditioned for should be the same one."

The students filing out of the school gate gradually dispersed.

Shen Zui suddenly realized a problem.

I pulled out the SIM card by myself, so I can’t use the data, so how can I still receive WeChat calls?

He clicked into the settings and found that the phone was automatically connected to WI-FI.

The WI-FI at the rice noodle shop.

Shen Zui has changed her mobile phone, but not her Apple ID.

Yan Mingyang bought his first mobile phone.

At that time, Yan Mingyang said that it was a bonus from the school that he won the medal in the Olympiad.

The email address he bound to his Apple ID was also registered by Yan Mingyang for him.

In his friend list back then, there was only one email address.

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The complicated past is surging in the memory, and the summer when I was 14 years old is full of chilling and charming.

In the end, like heavy snow, it turned into cold and dirty muddy water, revealing its ugly and embarrassing true colors.

"Intoxicated, intoxicated," Sister Lu was a little worried after not hearing the reply for a long time, "Intoxicated!"

"En." Shen Zui lifted the phone back to his ear, and answered casually.

Sister Lu continued, "The characters under Director Pei, even if they don't have many shots, still have strong exposure."

"Since you don't want to act in a TV series, there are still a few supporting roles in "Out of Temperature" this time."

"We can try to connect this line first, and ask Mr. Yan to help us intercede."

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The end of the evening self-study only brought a moment of excitement, and the streets became quiet and desolate again before they knew it.

"No need." The moment he blurted out, Shen Zui realized that his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"What?" Sister Lu didn't hear clearly.

Shen Zui pulled off the mask violently, and took two mouthfuls of cold winter air into his lungs, "I said no."

"That,"

"Where is Pei Yan now?" Shen Zui's speech was unusually fast.

"Ah?" Sister Lu asked suspiciously, "It should be in Beijing. What are you doing?"

"Can I find out the exact location?" Shen Zui asked.

"It's hard to find out Director Pei's address," Sister Lu was a little embarrassed, "However, he will go to a reception in the circle in a few days."

"This reception," said the intoxicated voice in a low and flat voice, "will Yan Mingyang go?"

"Yan," Sister Lu obviously wasn't used to calling her by his first name, "Boss Yan will probably be there too."

"Wang Geye,"

"Okay," Shen Zui hung up the phone, "I see."

Shen Zui put on his mask and crossed the road.

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and held a small short knife in his right hand tucked into his cuff.

When Yan Mingyang was in school, he was on the honor roll at the school gate.The photo showed a pleasing face, and even the ID photo couldn't stop her high spirits.

Listed below are the various honors he has received.

In the dark corner of the light, Shen Zui looked at the pair of smiling peach blossom eyes on the wall.

His knife has always been fast and beautiful.

After two gusts of wind, Shen Zui turned and left.

at night.

Security guards on patrol pass by here.

"There is 100 yuan pressed here?" He picked up the money from under the stone and looked around.

"Hey?" The security guard held up the flashlight and said in surprise, "Why is this photo cracked!"

The high-spirited photo on the honor roll many years ago was now cleanly crossed by two knives and shattered into four fragile fragments.