Of course, he knows his limits and has a very precise grasp of when to be arrogant and when to be humble, and so far he has never made any mistakes.
This was his usual style, and there was nothing special about replying to a comment like this, but who would have thought that not long after, Ou Shaowen himself would come over to join in the fun.
He followed up with Ou Renjin's reply: "But, what does it mean who is on top and who is on the bottom?"
The moment Ou Renjin saw his comment, he held his forehead with his hand, feeling a bit of a headache. Sure enough, after refreshing the page, he found that his words had ignited everyone's enthusiasm, and many onlookers began to celebrate excitedly.
"I feel like I know something. Brother Shao Wen, you should work hard and climb onto Mr. Ou's bed and completely conquer him with your body! [Funny.jpg]"
"This innocent character is a bit too exaggerated."
"Ask your boyfriend. He knows best."
A kind-hearted fan did not laugh at him and replied gently: "Hahahahaha, I just mean who is on top and who is on the bottom when you sleep together."
Before Ou Renjin could contact him to stop it, he replied with this comment: "When we sleep together, he is on the left and I am on the right, not on top or bottom."
He was both angry and amused, so he called Ou Shaowen. The phone was picked up as soon as it rang. The voice that came out was a little surprised, "I was just replying to your Weibo, and you called me."
"Be good, log out of your Weibo account now and don't reply again."
“Okay.” Ou Shaowen responded without hesitation, and then asked, “You called me to take me out for dinner?”
Usually, receiving a call from Ou Renjin means something worth being happy about has happened.
Ou Renjin flipped through the itinerary that Guan Qijun had just sent over, and could only ruthlessly reject him, "No, I have work tonight."
"Okay." He didn't feel too sorry, but suddenly remembered the heart surgery that had not been scheduled, and couldn't help but remind him, "Don't be too busy, don't stay up late, drink less, and pay more attention to rest."
You need to get your body in good shape as soon as possible before you can have the surgery.
Seriously speaking the lines that relatives often say to each other, Ou Renjin smiled and said, "Who taught you to say these? You still stay up late drinking!"
"Of course I know." Doctors used to often tell wealthy people this.
He unconsciously lowered his voice, sounding a little gentle, "Okay, I know."
"Come and play with me again when you have time."
Ou Renjin started to hold back his laughter again, "Okay, little friend, I'll come play with you again when I have time."
Ou Shaowen hung up the phone, and the car had already stopped downstairs of a well-known dance club. Qi Yue turned around, leaning on the backrest and looking at him, "Starting today, you will go to the company in the morning to practice basic dance skills, and come to the dance club in the afternoon to learn advanced courses. A class here is very expensive, you have to concentrate on learning, understand?"
Originally, there was no plan to bring him to the dance club so early. Who knew that he had only attended two basic classes in the company's practice room when the dance teacher found him with great surprise and said that Ou Shaowen should have had a dance foundation before, and he would be able to learn all the basic moves after being taught once. He just needed to dance here twice to get a feel for it, and it would be more appropriate for him to take advanced courses early.
So he quickly contacted Ou Shaowen about the courses here and brought him to class for the first time today.
Previously, as a small assistant with a fixed salary, he was called to the office by President Ou to discuss the direction of Ou Shaowen. Qimeng Entertainment is a company that mainly produces movies and TV shows, and has never been involved in idols before. However, based on his understanding of Ou Shaowen, after careful consideration, Ou Renjin felt that he was more suitable to be a singing and dancing idol than an actor. At the same time, fashion circle resources and variety show resources were used as auxiliary. After that, he would make a decision based on his qualifications.
Because Qimeng didn't have any excellent dance teachers, she had to send him to another dance club to learn dance.
Ou Shaowen had no objection to this from beginning to end. He even took the initiative to download dance videos and taught himself when he was unemployed. As long as he thought that he could earn more money for Ou Renjin by practicing hard, he was very motivated.
"By the way, I have something else to do and need to leave first. I can't come to pick you up later. It should be okay for you to take a taxi back by yourself, right?" Logically speaking, as an adult living in a big city, Qi Yue should not ask Ou Shaowen such a question, but for some reason, he felt that Ou Shaowen was unreliable.
"Yeah, no problem." He had seen it on TV, just take a taxi.
"Is this really okay?" Qi Yue sent him to the elevator and confirmed again and again, "Call me if you encounter any problems, ok?"
Ou Shaowen nodded, waved to him, and went upstairs by himself.
His dance class today was not one-on-one. There were also several trainees from other entertainment companies here. They seemed to know him and occasionally glanced at him with a scrutinizing look that did not seem very friendly.
Ou Shaowen has a good memory. He can quickly remember some basic movements that do not require special force techniques and follow the teacher to perform them. Only when he encounters difficult movements does he need the teacher to come over for individual guidance.
After a dance class, he didn't blush, didn't sweat, and stood out among the trainees and teachers who were breathing heavily. A very fair and cute boy came over, took a few deep breaths, and asked him with a look of despair: "Wow, aren't you tired at all? I feel like I'm going to die."
He looked at him with some doubt, shook his head gently and said, "Not tired".
"Come on, you have to go back too, let's carpool together." He put his arm around his shoulder, his tone very natural.
Ou Shaowen took a step back and dodged his hand, but he didn’t think his action was rude and said normally, “Carpool?”
"Yeah, let's save some money on the fare. We can each pay half." The boy didn't seem to care much. He enthusiastically grabbed his sleeve and pulled him out.
During the time, they passed by the group of trainees, and their eyes instantly focused on the two of them. Then someone curled his lips and turned his head away with disgust. It was unclear whether that expression was directed at Ou Shaowen or the boy walking next to Ou Shaowen.
After hailing a car downstairs, the boy smiled and said to the driver, "Go to Qingxiwan Community."
Then he turned his head, as if he was very familiar with him, and said, "Let me take you there first. You live here, right?"
“Yes.” Although he felt that this person was a bit strange, Ou Shaowen was too lazy to bother and did not refuse.