Dead rivals overturned each other

Xu Zhuo was angry and asked back, "You still want to ask me why I met Ali, right?"

He pulled off the shoulder bag, dumped all the contents on the bed, and took out a long cardboard box full of foreign language instructions:

"I heard on the Internet that the sleep spray of this foreign brand is very effective and the ingredients are safe. But it is not easy to purchase on behalf of others. Xu Zili's father sells it abroad all the year round. I asked Xu Zili to help me purchase this. I will go to him to get yours today. birthday present!"

He was so angry that he threw the gift box at Zhou Liang's feet.

"Zhou Liang, although we agreed that it was just a stand-in and a transaction, I always thought that we defaulted to the basic morality and would not do things that disrespect each other when we have each other. Obviously, it was my wishful thinking."

Zhou Liang remained rigid in his seat, his temples throbbing, "I never meant that."

Furious, Xu Zhuo began to speak with thorns, "Take a step back and say, Li and I are friends, can't we meet and chat with each other? Are you my boyfriend? I still need to call you if I see anyone." Apply?"

"Xu, Zhuo." Zhou Liang's voice was extremely hoarse.

Xu Zhuo took a deep breath, and seeing Zhou Liang's suitcase from the corner of his eye, he barely suppressed the sourness in his nose, "You don't have to go, I'll go."

After he finished speaking, he left the room, and Zhou Liang heard the sound of the villa door opening and closing again.

"Cough..." Zhou Liang coughed, his face flushed with coughing, he still bent down to pick up the gift box on the ground, and put it gently on the table.

There was an exquisite cake box in hand, but Zhou Liang didn't dare to take a second look, because if he took another look, the guilt, emotion and self-blame in his heart would overflow.

Why did it become like this? He said that he wanted to move the room, but it was just an angry word, and he wanted to push Xu Zhuo and let him coax him.

As long as he coaxes him, I can immediately forgive him anything.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the coat on the bed from the corner of the eye, Zhou Liang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grabbed the coat and ran outside.

Not bothering to take the umbrella, Zhou Liang rushed into the rain curtain, but only saw the taillights of the car that gradually faded away until they became blurred.

……

After twelve o'clock, the recording of the variety show entered the tenth day.

The staff also knocked on the doors of each guest's room as soon as possible, and sent them special mobile phones for the program group.

The sending rule of the third heartbeat SMS is to select a guest and send him/her a text message.

After the mobile phone was delivered, Zhou Liang put it aside and called Xu Zhuo every 5 minutes, but all he heard was the mechanical reply that the phone was turned off.

At 12:30, the selection is complete.

The selection situation this time is estimated to cause an uproar in front of the audience.

Liu Zhendong chose Zuo Yao without any surprise: "I hope the duration of this variety show is not a month, but a lifetime."

Zuo Yao also chose Liu Zhendong, "Good Night" - ""

Zhang Miduo still chose Liu Zhendong, but this time the text seemed to be saying goodbye, "bye——"

Xing Xuehui sent a text message to Cao Mo, "Last time you said you wanted to write a rap for me, when will you make it happen?"

What surprised the audience the most was Cao Mo. This time, he actually chose Zhang Miduo, "The weather forecast says that tomorrow will be sunny after the heavy rain."

But Zhou Liang withdrew from the election this time.

The headache intensified, and he had to swallow a painkiller.

When No. 20 called Xu Zhuo, there was a knock on the door.

Zhou Mu's spirit lifted, he strode over and opened the door, "Come back..."

Outside the door was not the angry Xu Zhuo, but the fourth and fifth staff headed by Gu Xinyi, and all the other guests.

Zhang Miduo smiled and put the birthday hat on Zhou Liang's head, Liu Zhendong held the cake, and the others sang the birthday song in unison.

The program group knows the information of the guests, and even the publicity team will use the birthday of each guest in the group to create momentum, so the birthday celebration started planning as early as the recording of the program.

This episode will even be trending in prime time tomorrow.

Zhou Mu accepted the gifts from the guests one by one and thanked them repeatedly.

Among them, Xing Xuehui's gift is the biggest.

Zuo Yao noticed that his interest was not very high, "What's the matter, are you sleepy?"

Zhou Liang shook his head, "I'm a little uncomfortable, maybe I caught a cold, it's okay."

Xing Xuehui hurriedly stepped forward, and just about to speak, Zuo Yao said: "Then let's retreat quickly, let Teacher Zhou rest earlier."

Everyone catered one after another, Xing Xuehui had no choice but to give up.

Zhou Liang stopped Gu Xinyi, who was about to leave, and was about to return him the mobile phone dedicated to the show. He accidentally touched the screen and found that there was an unread text message on it.

Heartbeat text messages do not display the sender, but only display content [-]:

【Happy birthday. 】

But Zhou Mu immediately understood who the sender was, it was Xu Zhuo.

This is the first time Xu Zhuo texted him.

Zhou Liang tried his best to keep a calm face, and asked Gu Xinyi, "Did Xu Zhuo tell you when to come back tonight?"

As soon as Gu Xin received the phone, "Teacher Xu said that it was raining too much tonight and it was inconvenient to drive late, so he asked for leave and went home."

Zhou Liang's figure trembled, as long as he was safe.

When Xu Zhuo drove home, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Climbing up the stairs, I happened to bump into a young boy crying at the door of his house.

This boy, Xu Zhuo, also knew him. He was a 16-year-old trainee in the company, and he was also an artist led by Chen Qiliang before.

He is a love brain, fell in love with Chen Qiliang at first sight, and was very obsessive, the former company assigned him to other managers, but he still likes to cling to Chen Qiliang if he has nothing to do.

What Xu Zhuo didn't expect was that Chen Qiliang had left the company now, and this little boy was still so persistent.

Chen Qiliang is tall, with a friendly personality, and because of the nature of his work, he often needs to get in touch with these young people, and he always inadvertently captures the hearts of many young people.

But Chen Qiliang seems to only want to make money, and his ambiguity in speech is his skill of being both right and wrong, but he has never passed the line, and has never seen any love affairs.

When the young boy saw Xu Zhuo, he wiped away the tears on his face in embarrassment, bowed deeply to him, and then ran away.

Xu Zhuo turned on the key and entered the house. Chen Qiliang, who was watching the football game on the sofa, jumped up in fright. He was relieved when he saw that it was him:

"I'll go, I thought he rushed in."

Xu Zhuo put on his slippers, "Scumbag."

Chen Qiliang:?

"No, big brother, he's underage, no matter how good a man I am, I can't do it."

Xu Zhuo said to himself, "They're all scumbags."

Chen Qiliang was confused, "What the hell... no, why are you back in the middle of the night?"

Xu Zhuo saw that it was past twelve o'clock on the wall clock, "Do you have the contact information of Brother Xin, give me a push."

He still remembered that he was going to send the third heart-pounding text message today.

Chen Qiliang opened the classmate book, sent him the screenshot, and was about to speak again, Xu Zhuo turned and went into the bedroom:

"I'm so tired today, I'm going to sleep first."

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the next day.

Chen Qiliang felt something was wrong, very wrong.

For example, after Xu Zhuo washed up early in the morning, he took out a hand cream from his bag, and after wiping it, he seemed to think of something, angrily grabbed the hand cream and threw it into the trash can.

After walking away for two steps, I still felt that it was not enough, so I took it out of the trash can with sorting function and put it in the "hazardous waste" box.

Clap your hands with a face full of hatred.

Sitting in the living room, Chen Qiliang silently watched his performance.

Before the performance was over, Xu Zhuo, who had finished his breakfast, turned around again, picked up the hand cream, and stuffed it into his pocket.

There is one more thing that is not right.

The weather is fine today.

But throughout the morning, Xu Zhuo locked himself in the room, watching the script of "Blind Spot".In the afternoon, when Chen Qiliang washed some fruit and brought it to his room, he saw Xu Zhuo was making video calls with several people.

Then they pulled him over, and everyone discussed the areas where the script needed to be improved, as well as the perfection of the characters, all afternoon.

Chen Qiliang has also read the script. Although the team has not been formed yet, there are many things worth mentioning based on the script alone, so he agreed to Xu Zhuo's participation in this project.

The other people in the conference room were a cameraman and an editor, both of whom were Xu Zhuo's classmates in the film school, and they were also recruited by Peng Xiaoyang to join the project with a very low salary.

After graduating for several years, they have all struggled in the society, shot commercials, edited promotional videos, and took on all kinds of odd jobs to make ends meet, but the dream of filming in their hearts has always been lingering.

This project is very risky. They have already left City B and returned to their hometown. Participating in this project means losing a lot of time and labor costs in the early stage, but they are willing to do such a thing for the past friendship and feelings. thing.

Although they are getting older, their ambitions are not old, so how can they admit defeat? This flashy and changing film industry will not have their names left.

Chen Qiliang was also moved by their sincerity and offered many suggestions, for example, a film project should not be neither fish nor fowl, commercial films should talk about profound literature and art, and pure literature and art films should engage in generic commercial gimmicks.

After all, movies are made to face the audience, and many aspects need to be foreseen before shooting.

Before they knew it, the meeting went on until dark.

Peng Xiaoyang will go back and make revisions to the script. The draft has basically been finalized. The next step is to discuss the issue of team building.

After hanging up the video, Chen Qiliang suddenly thought: "Don't you need to go back to the villa tonight?"

Just as Xu Zhuo was about to speak, he accidentally touched the wound of an oral ulcer in his mouth, and hissed in pain, "I'll come back later."

Chen Qiliang didn't leave the room, but pushed the chair with his foot, facing Xu Zhuo, "Don't tell me you came back to recuperate, mouth ulcer?"

He has known Xu Zhuo for a long time, and he knows his emotional changes like the back of his hand, don't look at him as a normal person now, he is completely paralyzing himself with work.

The wound in the mouth was painful, stimulating Xu Zhuo's nerves, and the scene of Zhou Liang applying medicine to himself yesterday was still vivid in his memory, which made Xu Zhuo feel more depressed and distressed.

"I just don't want to go back for the time being, and I don't want to face someone."

Chen Qiliang was surprised. Looking at his expression, he really looked like he had fallen in love. He didn't expect the power of love variety shows to be so powerful.

It is also one of the responsibilities of a manager to care about the physical and mental conditions of his own artists.

"what happened?"

Whoever disturbed our Xu Zhuo's heart like this is really capable.Zhang Miduo?Or Liu Zhendong?

What he sees are the editing costs of variety shows, which are oriented and cannot reflect the true emotional state of the artist.

Xu Zhuo really wants to find someone to talk to, "That is, the background of the whole thing is that I have to wear a false emotional mask to get along with him, and I have to wander in the mood of pretending not to like him every day. .”

Chen Qiliang felt that this sentence was more difficult to understand than the classical Chinese translation of the college entrance examination. He guessed wildly and thought wrongly. He thought that it was an adult's love and he couldn't show his liking first, especially when participating in variety shows, he had to wear a mask set up by a marketing person. .

Xu Zhuo leaned on the back of the chair: "This is very tiring, so I planned to walk towards my heart, but as soon as you took a step, the other party broke your heart away, not only misunderstood you, but also said what you said every minute." mad at you."

Chen Qiliang really didn't understand his sad literature.

But he roughly summed it up, that is, he got into an awkward situation with the other party, quarreled, and was angry.

Chen Qiliang pondered for a moment, "Xiao Zhuo, I don't know what happened, so I can't judge casually. I'll just talk about an outsider's point of view. You can listen to it if you want."

Xu Zhuo looked at him.

Chen Qiliang: "Don't mention how fragile the current interpersonal relationship is. Sometimes one simply forgets to reply to the message, or says something wrong on the spur of the moment. Things come first, so building a long-term, stable relationship is even harder.

"Especially when recording a show, although this is a love variety show, feelings will be placed at the bottom of all guests' consideration. Screen image, exposure, and topic popularity are what everyone values ​​most. People are Selfish, there is no need to waste time for irrelevant people, and people who don't care about you will not waste these feelings for you, you can think about it yourself."

"Care about me..." Xu Zhuo thought about his last words.