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Secretary No. [-] didn't dare to say more, and silently withdrew after finishing the report.He met Sang Lili outside the door and hurriedly stopped him, "Boss Yan is in a bad mood today."

Sang Lili was expressionless.

Is Yan Mingyang in a good mood these days?

He deserves it.

"People from Pei Dao's company came this afternoon, and they didn't seem to have a pleasant chat." No. [-] said, "It's so hard to die, Mr. Tan has placed another related account at this stall."

"Relationship household?" Sang Lili was a little confused.

"President Tan's own son," No. [-] sighed, "I guess his ability is average."

Sang Lili thought for a while, "When will Mr. Tan come?"

"It's not decided yet. Boss Yan asked me to find a way to make up a job to look at the water dispenser, and the name should be nice." Said No. [-].

Sang Lili: "......"

"By the way," No. [-] pulled out Mr. Tan's resume from the file, and glanced at it, "Mr. Tan's surname is not Tan, but Liang."

Sang Lili took the resume and frowned.

This Mr. Liang's resume is a must.Throughout the whole story, Flying Eagle and lackeys have useless skills, and have never done half of the serious things that can be done.

"It's better not to show this resume to Mr. Yan. Anyway, Tan," Sang Lili paused, "Oh no, Mr. Liang didn't come to us to suffer."

"You draw up the title first." Sang Lili handed the resume back to No. [-], "When Mr. Yan is in a better mood, he will notify Mr. Liang to join the job."

"........."

This afternoon, Yan Mingyang's face was gloomy, and he was always absent-minded.

He's never like that; no matter what he does, he's always been able to focus for a long time.

A lost person is like a scar that cannot heal, Yan Mingyang is tired of people mentioning Shen Zui.

"Mr. Yan." Sang Lili knocked on the door.

Yan Mingyang lowered his eyebrows, and then resumed his usual calm expression, "Come in."

After Sang Lili reported her work, she paid special attention to Yan Mingyang's state.

Yan Mingyang noticed her actions, and said in a flat tone, "What's wrong."

Sang Lili pondered for a long time, and then said indistinctly, "Mr. Yan, the people from Director Pei's company, how are you chatting today?"

Yan Mingyang glanced at Sang Lili, knowing it well, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Sang Lili hesitated, "Mr. Shen's side...Mr. Yan, why don't you go and have a good talk with Mr. Shen."

Every time someone mentions Shen Zui, the momentary subconscious emotion will make Yan Mingyang's self-deception difficult to maintain.

The office is as dead as a dungeon, and you can even hear the small wind from the thermostat blowing the sheets.

He unscrewed the watch on his wrist, lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips extremely thinly, and said after a while, "I won't go looking for intoxication again."

Yan Mingyang raised his head, and there was a chill in the spring days, as if he was still in that winter.

"As for you," he said every word, whether he was threatening Sang Lili or forcing himself, "If you dare to mention intoxication again, you will go to the personnel department to deduct half a year's bonus."

That night, Yan Mingyang dreamed of intoxication.

It was a summer in the dream, and there was a hot youthful smell floating in the air, fermented over the years, with a slight hint of alcohol.

The world is shrouded in warm yellow that makes people's lips blush and cheeks white, maybe it's the sunset by the river, or maybe it's the color of memories.

Beauty is the original sin, the invisible knife.Yan Mingyang woke up in the middle of the night, and he sat bowed in the dark bedroom, but in his mind was an intoxicated and willful laugh.

He hates the intoxicated face, the intoxicated and murderous looking back, and the careless gestures.

Why do people have emotions?

This is simply a fatal bug in the precise algorithm, an inescapable shackle that Nuwa put on when she created man.

Yan Mingyang advocates rationality and believes in competition.He pursues fame and fortune like a fierce and agile falcon; he is willing to control everything and does not want to take unnecessary risks.

The 14-year-old Xiaotu is innocent and innocent, and he is too young to use his charm, let alone fight Yan Mingyang back and forth;

But now, it's different.

Yan Mingyang felt that he hadn't noticed for a while, and took a sip of the wine that he shouldn't have touched.Then, if he doesn't drink, he becomes addicted, and if he drinks, he becomes drunk again... He will go on like this until he sinks completely uncontrollably.

Shen Zui has already won this unfinished war.

Yan Mingyang turned on a lamp.He was restless and searched for related videos of intoxication on the Internet.

After "Loss of Temperature" became popular, Shenzui finally had a large number of single-player mixed cuts; but the top one is still the "That's Shenzui!"

2P uploaded a new version, adding the scene of being intoxicated in "Lose Temperature".

Yan Mingyang gradually discovered the benefits of giving up thinking.He doesn't need to work hard to use his own brain, he just needs to follow the intoxicated faces and figures on the screen, feeling relaxed and happy.

At least at this moment, Yan Mingyang is calm, even happy.

The activities that go on in the mind at night have no cost.Yan Mingyang chose not to resist anymore, and Ren Chenzui sacked the city and looted land recklessly.

Shen Zui at the age of 14 actually looked a little different from now.

He was thinner back then, but his skin was supple and supple, like a spring onion, green and immature, stubborn and lovable.

After getting older and more experienced, although Shen Zui is still playing the role of a teenager on the fringes of society, his state is quite different.

The level of intoxicated performance in "Loss of Temperature" is richer, far more than the instinct and talent in "Tassel".

At the end of the mixed cut, there was an off-screen interview. The intoxication in front of the reporter was quiet, calm and restrained.

Fans were surprised to learn that Drunk had grown up.He is no longer that handsome and shy boy, but a mature and attractive adult male.

Even though Yan Mingyang doesn't know much about movies, he can see that Shen Zui has ushered in the best stage of an actor's life.This stage is by no means for everyone.

All the people in the world who became famous and loved by nature at a young age will be equally stuck at the door of the adult arena.Those who enter this door should give up all hopes of luck and tricks, and they must transform.

There is no pity, no love and humanistic care, and the naked fight is cruel and fair.

And Shen Zui finally got through this hurdle.

He gradually learned not to rely on beauty, but to control and even enslave his own appearance with his own heart.

Maybe when Shaohua gets old, he will still be able to perform a tearful artistic image on the screen.

He will be dubbed the title of performing artist, and will be respected and remembered forever; instead of leaving a few stunning images of the year after the years have passed, it will make people sigh.

If he hadn't been blocked.

Yan Mingyang cycled this mixed cut 48 times.

After that, it was dawn.

During these cold days, Shen Zui suddenly received a call from Jiang Kai one day.

He almost forgot about this man.

Jiang Kai once again invited Shen Zui to star in "Under the Blue Sky" and expressed his willingness to arrange an audition for him alone.

"Mr. Jiang hasn't heard about my current situation?" Shen Zui is going to practice swordsmanship this afternoon and needs to have lunch in advance.He is cooking chicken breast.

"I've heard of it." Jiang Kai sighed strangely, "I told you that Yan Mingyang was not easy to mess with, so you insisted on following him. Are you okay now?"

Shen Zui was too lazy to explain his relationship with Yan Mingyang to Jiang Kai, not to mention that it couldn't be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

"There are quite a few male actors of the right age in the circle," Shen Zui said calmly, "Mr. Jiang doesn't have to think about me."

"You put it lightly." Jiang Kai laughed, "My film is going to be an award anyway, not just any cat or dog can play the leading role."

"Besides, Shen Zui, are you really willing to be banned immediately after becoming popular?"

"Our employer now values ​​you very highly, and you have some interests with Yan Mingyang." Jiang Kai lowered his voice, "This time is an opportunity."

Intoxicated: "......"

valuation.

"Think about it again, don't forget to read the script more." Jiang Kai said, "I'll ask again in a few days."

After lunch, Shenzui opened the curtains to let the sun shine in, and took a nap on the sofa under a blanket.

After waking up, he went out as scheduled and went to Coach Ji's training room to learn short knives.

He wore a tracksuit for knife practice, a black baggy knee-length coat, and a small bucket hat.

After arriving at the place, Shen Zui caught a glimpse of the motorcycle parked in the shade next to the door from last time.He pursed his lips and knocked on the door.

Not surprisingly, it was Liang Ce who opened the door.

"Mr. Shen, good afternoon." He said with a smile.

Shen Zui took off his mask, nodded his head lightly, and greeted Coach Ji after entering the room, "Liang Ce is here today?"

"He came at noon and said he had nothing to do in the afternoon." Coach Ji was expressionless.

Shen Zui didn't say anything.He took off his coat and put it aside, and began to teach.

Liang Ce was very quiet.He has been sitting on the sidelines and does not come forward to disturb.

When the class was over, the sky was still bright, and the afterglow covered the sky.

Shen Zui bid farewell to Coach Ji, got dressed and left.

Liang Ce also came out.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zui asked.

Liang Ce didn't mention the knife competition, and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, the perfume on your coat smells really good. What brand is it?"

"I don't remember." Shen Zui stroked his sleeve, his tone was calm, "Maybe it was left by his predecessor."

Liang Ce was taken aback, but soon smiled again, "You have a good eye for choosing perfume."

Shen Zui smiled lightly, but didn't speak.

"Mr. Shen, where do you live?" Liang Ce's eyes sparkled brightly, and he smiled without any haze, like a young man in love, "I'll take you home."

Shen Zui looked at Liang Ce for a few seconds, then looked away.He pretended to be innocent, "No need, I quite like being alone. It's the same when I go home, and it's the same for practicing swords."

The next class is a few days later, and the day is a bit cloudy and stuffy.

Shen Zui saw the motorcycle again at the door of the training room.When he knocked on the door, he thought about it seriously.

"Teacher Shen." Liang Ce opened the door, "Fortunately you came in time, the weather forecast said it will rain soon."

"I brought an umbrella." After Shen Zui entered the room, he glanced at Liang Ce, "Are you okay this afternoon?"

"Hmm..." Liang Ce stammered, showing just the right amount of embarrassment.

"I don't really like having other people present when practicing swords." Shen Zui said bluntly.

Coach Ji sat aside, apparently not planning to support Liang Ce.

"Then..." Liang Ce shrugged and smiled casually, "I will take my leave today."

Shen Zui hummed, and his eyes signaled farewell.

Soon, there was the sound of rain falling outside the house.The rain in April has been lingering, and it has begun to look like it was full and fierce in midsummer.

While practicing the knife, I was intoxicated and loving: I hope Liang Ce didn't get caught in the rain when he returned home.

"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry." After the end, the always serious Coach Ji apologized, "Liang Ce's family has quite a background, he asked me when you will come to class, I am not very good to say."

"It's okay." Shen Zui wiped his sweat, not paying much attention, "I don't hate him. But some people, it's better to refuse early."

The first break of the showers, the sky is a little pale, and the wind is cool.Shen Zui put on his coat and pushed open the door.He turned his head and saw Liang Ce waiting under the wet eaves.