"No one would think so." Xiao Yan said.

"You are confident" called the waiter over and ordered a cup of coffee, and sat opposite Xiao Yan, "Looking for inspiration?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer, and Fang Xiuliang didn't care.

Fang Xiuliang and Xiao Yan are friends, and the reason why they became friends is also very special.

Because of Fang Xiuliang's intuition.

Xiao Yan felt that some people who study art have a keen intuition, and Fang Xiuliang is an outstanding representative of them.

He is very sensitive to people's emotions. This young music student can always detect things that others want to hide or that he has not discovered in a few conversations.

This intuition is different from many other artists who come from experience. Fang Xiuliang comes more from talent.

But sometimes he is not very good at reading people's faces. Many people think that he has learned some psychology and uses others to show off deliberately.

But he was frustrated by Xiao Yan.

It's not that he couldn't get a glimpse of Xiao Yan's emotions, but that he clearly felt it, but he still felt that what he discovered was just the tip of the iceberg, which made him wonder—does this person really think so?

Xiao Yan was actually somewhat curious about Fang Xiuliang's seemingly sharp intuition, but he was not serious.

There are too many things in this world worthy of his curiosity, and he is not very interested in paying attention to Fang Xiuliang's talent.

Because of burnout.

Xiao Yan didn't look back, he continued to observe the young couple.

Fang Xiuliang: "Are you looking for the feeling of 'like'?"

"Ah."

"Why look for them? Don't you have it yourself?"

Xiao Yan finally turned his head around.

With a little bit of a secret sense of victory, Fang Xiuliang said in a way of deliberately pretending not to know: "It's the guy who came to the crew last time."

"Don't you like him?"

There are many people on the crew, but they all know who "he" refers to.

Xiao Yan picked up the water and took a sip, his expression didn't change a bit.

Fang Xiuliang couldn't help but suspect that his feelings were wrong.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Every time he faces Xiao Yan, he always doubts his innate talent.

This time is of course no exception.

What he said was very certain, but in fact he was very uncertain.

But Xiao Yan stroked the handle of the cup, as if in deep thought.

Fang Xiuliang's little teasing gradually disappeared... slowly.

No way……?

His leaky conscience suddenly felt a little uneasy, what should I do if Xiao Yan didn't think in this direction, listened to my words and opened the door to a new world?

—Close the door, of course, and shut him out.

The world is so beautiful, you should see more.

Then he left consciously, and left the bill to Xiao Yan without paying by the way.

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"Okay, let's go!"

Xiao Yan went to watch the replay, and Liu Qiong patted him on the shoulder, "Have you found the feeling? This time the performance is very good, don't slack off, keep it up."

Han Wan poured out a cup of stomach nourishing tea and inserted a straw, Xiao Yan took it but didn't drink it.

Assistant Han felt that Brother Xiao was a little different today, but he couldn't tell where.

The shooting in the afternoon went smoothly, and the crew finished work early and returned to the hotel.

Helping Xiao Yan tidy things up, Han Wan and Zhou Congee were about to leave when Xiao Yan stopped them.

"Is there a courier today?"

Han Wan was surprised: "No."

Immediately he became nervous again: "Brother Xiao, do you have any fanatical fans?"

"No, you go and rest."

As he was about to go to bed, the hotel staff knocked on his door.

"Sir, your courier. Sorry, our staff forgot it and delivered it to you now."

After opening the plastic package, there are still a few photos, a half heart in the lower left corner of the photo, and a few words.

Sitting in the dim light by the bed for a while, Xiao Yan also noticed it himself—he was tempted.

But that's all.

He didn't think he was a good choice for Qi Mo, there were too many things that could become a barrier between them.

This not only refers to the real things like family background, but more importantly, the spiritual things.

And he rarely acted on emotion.

More than 30 years of ups and downs in his life experience, and the things they bring together form the sea, and then separate the river to run through his life.

The heartbeat for Qi Mo is the only beautiful pearl in the sea.

The pearl is unique, but it is too small for the sea.

……

There is no shortage of investment in this movie, and Liu Qiong rushed to win the award, and didn't want to get out quickly.

Therefore, Xiao Yan can still open a small stove in the occasional one or two hours of spare time.

There are three food streets near the film and television city, and two of them are highly respected by Lao Tie.

Xiao Yan opened a private room today to eat hot pot fish with Han Wanshan and Zhou Congee.

"Brother Xiao, don't eat it so spicy, why don't we order some soup?" Han Wan said with a bitter face.

Every time I see Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi will always ask Brother Xiao about his recent diet and rest. Last time, she didn't stop Mr. Xiao from eating a plate of spicy chicken. When Mr. Qi knew it, his eyes seemed to want to chop her up. up.

Xiao Yan took a look at her, and asked the waiter to bring some soup when Assistant Han gradually became nervous.

Halfway through the meal, Zhao Ji opened the door and asked the waiter to serve another pair of bowls and chopsticks. He unpacked the chopsticks and planned to fish them into the pot.

Then he was stopped by Zhou Porridge, "Use serving chopsticks."

The manager twitched his lips. There are really all kinds of artists and assistants. Are you a rough guy from the military camp, are you so particular now?

Honestly, I changed things, took a bowl of meat with serving chopsticks and a spoon, and after eating a few mouthfuls, I said: "Recently, I have asked you for a lot of endorsements. I considered the route issue, and I didn't accept it. What do you think? "

Xiao Yan nodded, "You did the right thing."

Then I asked the waiter to kill another fish and bring it over.

Zhao Ji smacked and smacked, thinking that you are rewarding the dog, and if you do well, you will give it to eat.

But the heart is still ironed.

How many celebrities received endorsements everywhere when they became popular, and their managers stopped them and complained.

In the final analysis, managers mainly rely on their artists to make a living, and those who can resist the pressure of the company to reject endorsements can definitely be regarded as conscientious managers.

Otherwise, when the artist becomes popular, there will finally be big international brands wanting to consider him. After checking that he has endorsed beriberi lotion before, big brands will use their brains.

Xiao Yan waited for Zhao Ji to swallow the fish and said, "But there is a suitable one recently, let's take it."

Zhao Ji was puzzled, "Do you have any money to spend recently?"

Having been with Xiao Yan for so long, Zhao Ji knew that it was best to ask any questions directly.

"No, but you will be dissatisfied if you don't pick up the company again."

Zhao Ji patted him on the shoulder, then shyly withdrew his hand under Xiao Yan's gaze, "You can see clearly, kid."

"Although you have a good relationship with Mr. Qi, and you helped the company by fighting for your strength, the company still needs to make money after all, and Mr. Qi is not the only one who can talk. It's best to know what you know."

"Speaking of which, I recently fell in love with an endorsement, and the other party also approached you, but they are still in the consideration stage, and I will tell you when I get it."

"Ah."

Zhao Ji felt itchy, "Don't you ask what endorsement it is?"

Xiao Yan took a sip of the soup, "Don't ask."

"I think you can be a little curious, and I can reveal a little bit, why don't you ask."

Xiao Yan: "I have no curiosity."

Zhao Ji was so choked by him that he rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "If you have the skills, don't be curious until the end."

Towards the end of the meal, there were voices of arguing from next door.

"Don't come to me again. I'm not interested in your company. If it really has potential, can it still be like this?"

"It's just a temporary difficulty. If I can get your capital injection, I will definitely..."

"I said I'm not interested, do you not understand human speech?"

……

Several people were a little embarrassed, after all, they had listened to other people's unpleasant corners.

Only Xiao Yan is still stable.

Then, Xiao Yan, who was in a stable group, changed his expression slightly among the people who fell in and the folders flying towards him.

The murder weapon, the folder, was missed by Zhou Congee with chopsticks before it touched Xiao Yan's handsome face.

The anger that rose in Zhao Ji's heart was suppressed because of this hand.

Could it be that Zhou Porridge is not just a veteran, but also a master of martial arts? ? ?

cough cough.

Alright, let's turn back to the scene.

I saw a person knocked open the door and fell in. Outside the door stood a middle-aged man with an impatient face and a big belly.

Fortunately, these two people still know each other.

Xiao Yan's eyebrows moved slightly.

One was a middle-aged man who once spilled vegetable soup on him, and the other was a fat rich businessman who wanted to rule him out and was taught to be a man by force.

Where in life do not meet.

Lu Chuan didn't think of Xiao Yan, the fish in the pond who was affected by him, but Jiang Fa recognized the person who beat him up and made him sleep in the toilet at a glance.

Originally, his face was just impatient, but it immediately turned red, and then turned livid.

He sneered and glared angrily: "You are an actor surnamed Xiao. If you don't show off your face, come here to eat too. Be careful not to choke to death."

Xiao Yan returned a faint smile, and he took a clean plate from the table and played with it in his hands.

The plate is white, reflecting the handsome eyes of the person holding it.

Jiang Fa suddenly felt cold.

Apart from the humiliation, he finally remembered the pain when he was beaten by Xiao Yan, and the failure of revenge later.

His eyes follow the plate.

He always felt that the plate would come out of his hand at any moment and face his head.

Jiang Fa's eyes flicked away, and it took a few tenths of a second to compare the numbers and combat effectiveness of the two sides, and swallowed a cavity of anger and resentment abruptly.

After saying "Let's wait and see", he walked away with a beer belly, and left a sinister look before leaving.

Zhao Ji: "He's looking for trouble... We have to be more careful in the future. Although we're not afraid, don't be careless and let the villain take advantage of our loopholes."

"By the way, this person is also in the business field anyway, so why didn't he know how to retreat in the face of difficulties? Do people have to tear each other apart with him, making you die?"

"And just like him, why hasn't he offended anyone yet?"

Zhao Jicai reacted after a lot of crackling: "I said ancestor, I am worrying for you, can you squeak?"

Xiao Yan: "Squeak."

Mr. Manager is weathered and cracked, doubting his life.

He felt that he probably was hallucinating, right? ?

Xiao Yan picked up the topic as if nothing had happened: "Who said he didn't offend anyone?"

Zhao Ji, who is still doubting his life:? ? ?

Xiao Yan pondered: "He offended me."

He said it in a relaxed tone, and he didn't seem to really take this matter to heart at all. Zhao Ji reckoned that he might be a young man who was humiliated, and he was upset, but he really wanted to say remember that fat man. It's not enough.

I have to say that Mr. Manager knew that Xiao Yan was different from ordinary young people, but he kept leaning on him and jokingly said, "Then how are you going to teach him to be a man?"

Xiao Yan: "Let's see."

Before the time comes, there is no point in wasting words.

The author has something to say: In fact, we Xiao Yan is a narrow-minded person.

And especially to carry out the revenge of a gentleman, ten years is not too late

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