After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Gu Zhuozhao arrived at Wen Yue's apartment with his temporary assistant.

He didn't call Wen Yue, and asked the assistant to tap lightly and enter the password to open the lock.

The door was pushed open, and there was light in the depths. Gu Zhuozhuo thought it was the lamp left by Wen Yue, but he didn't care, and put the bag gently on the ground.

Just as he was taking off his shoes and stepping on the floor, a voice came from the side hall.

"Are you back?" Wen Yue looked at him with a smile while holding a cup and wearing loose black house clothes.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Gu Zhuozhuo strode over and hugged Wen Yue.He still had makeup on his face, so he was too embarrassed to kiss her face, narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll go wash my face first."

"Don't worry, take a shower and then come down, there is something to do."

As Wen Yue said, he looked at his chin with one hand, and rubbed the corner of his mouth with his thumb, where a piece of dry skin was sticking up.Unable to rub it off at once, he picked up two fingers and tore it off with a little force.

Gu Zhuozhuo let him do it, and asked vaguely, "What's the matter?"

"I'll talk about it later. Well, go and wash."

Wen Yue's attitude was relaxed, it shouldn't be a big deal, Gu Zhuozhuo didn't take it to heart, and took a shower.

The assistant had disappeared. Wen Yue was watching the computer on the small dining table in the kitchen, and there was the faint sound of video playing.

Gu Zhuozhuo was hot after washing, his hair was half-dried, and he put a towel around his neck to prevent dripping.He leaned over and asked curiously, "What are you looking at...!!!"

Gu Zhuozhuo was stunned.

It seems to be him in the video! ?

On the stage, the teenager wore a yellow wig, an orange scarf, took a broom, and said, "But she is unique...", no matter how you look at it, it was him.

Isn't this the performance video of his drama club? Wen Yue must have gone abroad at that time, how could he have it! ?

Wen Yue hugged Gu Zhuozhao's waist and pulled him closer.Gu Zhuozhuo was in a state of confusion, and he didn't care about himself sitting on Wen Yue's lap.

"I just edited this video, and I can post it on Weibo in a while." Wen Yue said: "I also picked some photos, there are a lot, do you want to pick more."

"Wait, wait..." Gu Zhuozhuo was at a loss: "Why did you post on Weibo!?"

"Don't you know?" Wen Yue repeated the hot search.

Gu Zhuozhuo was silent for a while after listening.

"Is this Elena sick?" Wen Yue asked seriously.

Gu Zhuozhuo laughed out loud: "Probably. However, many celebrities on the Internet are really very casual in their speech... unlike domestic companies and managers who are in charge of it. , it’s not like I don’t have photos from my childhood.”

After that, he paused, and looked at Xiang Wenyue's computer screen with a strange expression.

Originally, I asked my parents for a little bit, but now it seems that I don’t need it.

Although I heard about it from Wang Xuchen and knew that Wen Yue had always paid close attention to him, what I heard with my ears was not as shocking as what I saw with my eyes.

He couldn't help but leaned forward, and rolled the mouse wheel over Wen Yue's hand, sliding and sliding...why couldn't he scratch the head.

"How many are there!?" Gu Zhuozhuo couldn't help it.

That's why it was chosen! ?

"It's almost gone." Wen Yue said calmly.

In many photos, Gu Zhuozhao's impression of himself is very vague, and he doesn't know where he is doing.

There is a piano competition, Xiao Xiao sits on the piano bench, and his feet can't reach the ground.Some were running in the school playground, the shutter speed was too long, and an afterimage was taken.

There are ordinary people who go to and from school, receive awards, giggle at classmates, pick up snails in flower beds, and throw half of their bodies into flower beds.

There were also pictures taken while playing at Wen Yue's house, eating cake with a silver fork while swinging his calf, his mouth was pale.

"There is a group photo." Gu Zhuozhuo was pleasantly surprised, and clicked on it.That is a relatively early photo, he should not be in elementary school yet.Wen Yue is already Wen Wen Jingjing's younger brother, standing helplessly, his coat almost fell off when he pulled it.

And I should be crying...

"Ah, was it the time when I asked you if Xiong Qi's movie was good..." Gu Zhuozhuo was embarrassed.

"This was taken by the housekeeper." Wen Yue smiled: "You tore all the clothes."

In the photo, Xiao Zhuozhuo grew up little by little, and turned into a tall and vigorous young man. Time was frozen and compressed, life seemed to be summarized, and there were some things that could not be summarized.

Gu Zhuozhao asked after a while, "You're not so precocious, are you?"

Wen Yue pinched his earlobe, there was a hole poked by him himself.

He whispered, "Of course not at first."

It's not so much love as jealousy.Jealous of him being obviously not smart enough, not as good as himself in everything, yet having inexhaustible happiness, looking at him from a distance, one can feel the vitality that is so abundant that it is about to overflow.

The more jealous the more I care, the more I want to see him, just look at him.

When did feelings change?

never mind.

When he realized it, Zhuo Zhuo had become his desire to survive.

"There are too many of these, it's enough to pick one at a year old..." Gu Zhuozhuo didn't wait for him to answer, he pushed away his hand pinching his earlobe, and picked up the photo.After hesitating for a while, I added a photo of the two of them together.

"You post it or I post it?" Gu Zhuozhuo asked.

"Let me do it." Wen Yue stroked his hair, it was almost dry, and asked him to stand up: "I haven't used my Weibo much yet."

***

Within a minute of Wen Yue's Weibo post, the number of people online on Gu Zhuozhuo's personal forum hit a record high.

[Theme] Kneeling and licking the big man

lz: Damn it! !What kind of fairy is Mr. Wen! ! ? ?What a beautiful brotherhood! ? ?I believed it, I really believed it! !Look at the picture of Naixiang scorching on Mr. Wen's body

1L: Help I'm dead.Wen Yue is not a human being, others make money by posting on Weibo, and the boss is making my life.My God, what is the burning milk in elementary school? ?And the one who plays the piano whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

2L: The stage play The Little Prince is scorching lick lick lick lick lick

3L: Zhuo Zhuo loves performing stone hammers! ! !He said in his first variety show that the little prince who participated in the drama club acted, and he was right! !But I didn't know the little prince was so cute (kneel down

4L: University Zhuo is also good-looking, isn’t this the legendary school grass male god, his alumni are too lucky (Forget it, I can’t pass the exam (tired smile (by the way, this is really to fight back against plastic surgery) Is it? (Isn't it true that Mr. Wen is showing off that he has so many pictures of bamboo horses?

5L: Although, it’s just to show off.

Damn, Mr. Wen’s first original high-quality Weibo post was actually a photo of a bamboo horse from childhood to adulthood

Don't talk about it, I saved the picture

6L: Although but... this battle seems to be bombarding mosquitoes with □□[Tired Sigh.jpg]

7L: Well done!I wish there were more of them!Isn't it our fans who take advantage of it! ?

……

On the second day, Wen Yue's Weibo was full of uniform formations - ask for more.

However, Wen Yue adhered to the usual persona of being as immobile as a mountain, and did not intend to respond at all.

"I'm a bit regretful..." Wen Yue closed his eyes: "It's only after I posted it that I realized that it shouldn't be shown to so many people."

In the cozy counseling room, the doctor smiled and said, "You still have a lot to disclose."

"Yes."

"Then you might as well focus on your unpublished photos. Are there any you particularly like?"

"Yes." Wen Yue was silent for a moment, then smiled: "That time his parents took him to a party, and I was also..."

Two hours later, Wen Yue pushed open the door.

Gu Zhuozuo was sitting on the bench in the corridor waiting for him.

With the sandwich in his hand, he only bit off one corner, and looked at the phone screen intently.

"Ahem." Wen Yue reminded him.

Gu Zhuozhuo raised his head: "It's over? How are you? Are you tired? Take a break?"

Wen Yue shook his head, looked at his mobile phone screen, and saw Miao Hang at a glance, waving a knife and fleeing on the bluestone road in horror.Lanterns change in light and shadow, casting shadows on the wall.

"The sample at the back of the Wuying Pavilion is ready and sent to me. It's pretty good. We can watch it together when we go back..." Gu Zhuozhuo wrapped the sandwich, thinking that since Wen Yue had come out, they could find a place to have lunch.

But he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Shall I say hello to the doctor?"

"Go." Wen Yue didn't object.

Gu Zhuozhao said, "I just took a look at her."

Wen Yue smiled: "It's okay, just say what you have to say."

Indeed, Gu Zhuozhao didn't talk much to the doctor, he just exchanged business cards and came out after a few greetings.

Wen Yue took his mobile phone to watch the video, saw him coming out, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Gu Zhuozhuo took the phone and exited the video.

Wen Yue asked: "Has Miao Hang not terminated the contract yet?"

"His agent delayed for a while, now it's almost time, it's only a few days."

***

The manager of Guangyao's artist agency department respectfully invited Miao Hang into the office.

"Miao Hang..." The manager smiled kindly: "You've been doing really well recently, giving the company a big face!"

Miao Hang: "It's easy to talk about."

Manager: "We have seen your performance and know that you are dissatisfied with the manager's affairs. Tan Xiaoxiao is really not serious about work recently... Yesterday our leaders had a meeting and specially discussed you. We all feel that we need to make up for it. compensate!"

Miao Hang raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The manager slapped the table: "You are absolutely satisfied!"

As he spoke, he took out a document from the drawer, which was a draft contract.

Miao Hang used to be a B-level contract, but the new contract template is A-level, and the sharing benefits have been raised by another level, reaching the threshold of "sincerity".

After reading it, Miao Hang shook his head.

The originally complacent manager was taken aback for a moment, and asked blankly, "Are you dissatisfied?"

"No, I'm very satisfied." Miao Hang said, "But I don't need this anymore. My contract has expired and won't be renewed."

The manager sighed: "No, why? Miao Hang, you are an old man in our company! After so many years, the company is protecting you from the wind and rain! How can you be like this... Oh no, you have to go Why don't you say something? This makes us very embarrassed!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but slap the table: "Are you going against us!?"

Miao Hang laughed: "Hey, yes."

The manager almost didn't bring it up in one breath.