Boss Su is so pretentious

[What the hell kind of literature about resenting women is this?Do you want to laugh the old man to death on the first day of the new year? 】

[I can't do it anymore, the blogger's every article is so funny and contrived: "I like my dear the most." Hey, it's hard, hard, fist hard hahaha]

[Laughing to death, has hair on Weibo become a new way of writing short stories this year?Good guy, I'm fucking straight, good guy! 】

Su Jia browsed the Internet for a long time and found that the comment area was full of people who laughed at him, and no one really answered his questions. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected. They only care about laughing at him, and they can’t see that he is real sad.

He was sad when he turned to a comment:

[PO owner, please don’t be sad, I would like to ask, have you lost your figure after marriage? Harmful, many men only like women’s skin. If your skin is rough, if he thinks you are ugly, he will get impatient with you. This kind of Scumbags don't deserve your heartache. 】

Su Jia:? ? ?

Who did he say was out of shape?Who has rough skin?Who is ugly?

He took the phone to look for an angle, and took several photos of his beautiful hands, and added a filter to make the whole picture look beautiful and make his beautiful hands look different. It seems to be born in the mortal world.

He then responded with another tweet:

[Here I want to make some corrections: 1. I look like a celestial being on earth, and I have pictures to prove it. 2. I am a man, and my husband is also a man. There is no such thing as a boudoir complaining about a woman. 3. My husband is very kind to me. He is considerate and responsible. We will get the certificate on the day the law allows. 4. While I am earnestly seeking knowledge and laughing at me, please give me a reasonable answer to my question. 】

The comment area exploded again:

[It turns out that the blogger is a flower of high 0, and he has a deep cabinet to complain about his husband. I punish myself for my previous recklessness. By the way, I can play this hand for a year. 】

[The owner of po is really the most confident person I have ever met. He said that he looks like a fairy in the world, would he rather match?Have you asked Su Jiashang for his opinion on this? 】

【How come all the salted fish are my fairy brother, without him, you internet celebrities wouldn't be able to walk independently, right?Brother Su is practicing in seclusion, I hope the cue will not be messed up]

Su·Deep Cabinet Resentful Husband·Honey Juice Confidence·Stupid Coffee·Jiashang: "..."

Not long after he got home, he was sitting on the sofa applying a mask. Seeing this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He, who has always been well-bred, couldn't use civilized words to describe the unreasonable troubles of this group of people, and his fingers kept trembling in anger. .

If Qian Xiyang was by his side and saw these comments, he would definitely say: "Fuck! Ruthless!"

However, at this time, he was still training in Country Y, taking steps under the guidance of professionals.

"The characteristic of our brand's clothing is to show the elegance and calmness of human beings. When you go to the show, you have to show the cultivation of a lady and a famous man."

Qian Xiyang walked up and down the room, looking for the feeling that the instructor said.

"No, your body is still leaning forward. You need to be more confident and straighten your back when you walk." The instructor Eisen walked a few steps with long legs, demonstrated and suggested, "You now The self-confidence in your bones is incomparable with professional personnel, you need to have a sense of déjà vu that even if you have nothing, you are still unrivaled.”

"You are not as professional as the models, and you don't have the confidence and temperament. How can you attract the attention of the audience?"

Qian Xiyang nodded quickly, accepting the teaching with an open mind.

Speaking of a person with extraordinary self-confidence, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind...

Enter Su Jia.

That's right, among the people Qian Xiyang knows, there is no one who is more confident than him. Even if he is really not capable enough in some places, Su Jiashang's demeanor and expression can hold up the scene, making you feel that it's not because of his acting skills. It's because I can't see well.

Qian Xiyang quickly thought back to Su Jiashang's low-key and elegant posture when he walked in daily life. This time, when he took the steps again, he immediately had the style that the teacher said.

Afterwards, they borrowed a venue and walked around the runway a few times, and they finally looked decent. Qian Xiyang achieved the ideal effect that the fashion designer wanted, and also achieved the task assigned to him by the model teacher, so at five o'clock in the morning At this time, he finally returned to the hotel to prepare for sleep.

The drowsy experience swept him away the moment his body touched the bed, glue seemed to stick in the middle of his eyelids, and he could no longer open them, so he fell into a deep sleep until dawn.

On the first day after being separated from Su Jiashang, he didn't have the energy to think about him.

Because at [-] o'clock in the morning, he needs to get up to continue practicing stage steps, to participate in rehearsals, and to adjust costumes and makeup. Basically, every hour is fully scheduled and there are endless things to do.

Su Jia was afraid that he would seduce models everywhere before going up, this thing didn't exist at all, he was too tired to join their small group, and he was a bit arrogant and arrogant to a half-way monk like him who came in after dealing with the brand His predecessors did not welcome him.

At noon, he took advantage of his meal time to sit on his chair and sleep on his back for a few minutes, but he felt a strange sense of satisfaction after sleeping for centuries. He woke up quickly, picked up the tablet computer and continued to do daily movie appreciation, learning every aspect of it. The micro-movements and expressions of an excellent actor in various environments.

Just like that, Qian Xiyang sat on the stool in the changing room, and as the movie plot progressed, the expressions on his whole face were brilliant, and he acted half the scene by himself.

Yang Jiayin kept fiddling with her mobile phone beside her, communicating with the different teams that Qian Xiyang needs to contact in her work these days. There will be an entertainment media interview this afternoon, and she has to reconfirm the relevant content and specific time. Once again, in case there are any serious accidents at that time.

Qian Xiyang thought he was a top student, but he still didn't know his powerful sleeping ability. He sat there, doing his homework, and fell asleep again in that position.

Yang Jiayin switched the mobile phone page, took a picture of his sleeping face and sent it to her immediate boss for him to express his lovesickness.

However, at this point in time, Su Jiashang also seized all the time to sleep in the compact work life.

He found a professional teacher for himself today to explain to him the facial expressions and psychological activities of the characters. He knew that Lin Qin had made a lot of efforts to help him transform successfully over the years, but he himself was only paying lip service. A lot of money is spent on supplementary lessons, and progress is very low.

Su Jiashang thought that a perfect person has to be allowed to have some innocuous flaws, and in him, the lack of real acting is that small flaw.

He will strive to become a young artist with both virtue and art.

Su Jia came here. During the break in the afternoon, he took out his tablet and began to pay attention to all the apps that can chat with people, to see if there is any relevant news from Qian Xiyang on it.

Then he got an unexpected surprise - a short video of Qian Xiyang dozing off from Yang Jiayin!

Su Jia was tortured to death by acting class, and instantly became alive again. He held up his mobile phone and watched it many times. He felt that his boyfriend was so cute, and his hair was so cute. He really wanted to touch him. face, hold him in his arms and love him a lot.

Heartbroken and unable to hold back, he ran to the trumpet to show off his husband: [My husband is the cutest in the world, there are no pictures and no evidence, and he will not accept rebuttals. 】

The acting teacher next to him saw his wonderful expression: "..."

Oh, it turns out that this guy is not just a vase, but also able to act as a young boy in Huaichun.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the camera to record Su Jiashang's disgusting state, and then pulled the master out of the wonderful state of showing affection. The teacher looked serious: "Boss Su, your body movements and demeanor in love Everything is very good, I will send you this video, you can keep it as a reference, and you will act like this in future love scenes.”

The temperament on the screen is still elegant and dignified. The curvature of his mouth is restrained. The corners of his brows and eyes do not change much, but there is a softness and sweetness visible to the naked eye. His red ears It even revealed the shyness in his heart.

The demeanor of the whole person is a subtle and beautiful expression of love.

Su Jiashang looked at this picture of himself as a young boy seriously in shame. Although he was narcissistic, he would not use a camera to record his beauty all the time. Now the emotional expressions that are ignored in daily life are recorded by others in time I sent it to him, and the inspiration flashed in his heart, and some realized that the teacher dissed him before, saying that his acting skills are like a human figure.

"Boss Su, your previous life was too comfortable, with no adversity and no progress. Now, if I say something harsh, you must perform well, otherwise you will have no way to gain a foothold in the current market!"

"Okay, I see. I will study hard and ask the teacher to take care of me."

The study and life of the two of them officially set foot on the schedule, and time always passed quickly in the busyness. In a blink of an eye, Qian Xiyang's assessment was coming.

The day before the official show, he was still very nervous during the rehearsal, but fortunately, everything went smoothly, and then it became smoother and smoother. At the end, the designer of the show praised him greatly:

"Qian, you are the best actor I have ever seen. It's hard to imagine that you are the same Qian now as you were a few days ago. You have brought me too many surprises. You have made great progress. If there is a chance, I hope to work with you." You cooperate again."

"After all, you are more dedicated than many people. You must know," he turned his eyes to the people behind Qian Xiyang, "Some people are mediocre but arrogant. They don't like our brand. I can't stand him anymore."

Qian Xiyang's heart turned cold with such a strange output, he is not familiar with country Y, so don't make enemies for him!Isn't it good to have a show in a down-to-earth manner?

So seeing the face of the model behind him change, Qian Xiyang immediately explained to the designer: "Sir, thank you for your praise, but now I deserve it. Without the enthusiastic guidance of the seniors, I would not be where I am today, you If you hold me any longer, I'm going to be in a trance."

Oh, this damn country Y translator accent!

The designer received the signal from Qian Xiyang that he didn't want to cause trouble. He knew that there were indeed some small-minded people in the venue. At the moment of the big show, he couldn't see it.

I thought this matter would be over like this, but sometimes taking a step back does not lead to a bright future. When Qian Xiyang went to the show to change his clothes the next day, he found that there was something wrong with his shoes...

The author says:

今天还有一章哈哈哈，感谢在2020-11-1100:06:57~2020-11-1410:34:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottle of Gezi’s Momo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!