Xiao Guo feels that his own movie actor has been weird recently.
Oh, no, he is no longer the movie king, but an unemployed person who has retired.
"Brother Guan." He flew the mess of thoughts in his mind, approached Guan Bowen, who was focusing on playing mobile phones, and whispered, "Director Wang has opened a card game and sent an invitation to come over, do you want to go?"
Without lifting his head, Guan Bowen continued to focus on pressing the phone.
This is rejection... He silently opened the itinerary and crossed out the first line.
"Sister He opened a store and invited you to cut the ribbon. Do you want to go?"
Guan Bowen moved his butt and leaned on the sofa in a more comfortable position.
This is completely uninteresting... Cross out the second line of the itinerary.
"Next Tuesday, Sister Xu’s new play will start, and you are invited to come and help out. Look..."
Guan Bowen turned sideways, facing him with the back of his head.
Very good, this sister Xu can remove the contact list... decisively crossed out the third line.
"Brother Guan, there is a talk show here. I think the other party is quite sincere. Whether this show has a good reputation, I think..."
Guan Bowen finally moved his gaze away from the phone and raised his eyes to look at him.
He was overjoyed and moved closer, "Brother Guan, this show is really good. If you want to take it, I will contact the other party to set a time and let them get the interview draft as soon as possible. Let's..."
Guan Bowen put down his phone and touched his chin, "Xiao Guo..."
"Hey, Brother Guan, don't hesitate to tell me what you think. I promise you won't let them ask some questions that they can't ask. You can rest assured when I do things."
"No." Guan Bowen shook his head, curled his lips, and looked disgusted, "You are so noisy, besides, I have retired, these things have nothing to do with me, throw away the notebook in your hand, yes, I'm hungry, go buy me something to eat back."
Xiao Guo choked, then collapsed, "Brother Guan, retiring does not mean that you have to completely separate from the entertainment industry. What a good network of contacts, thanks to letting go."
"So you think I can't support myself if I get out of the entertainment industry?" Guan Bowen raised his eyebrows, with an elegant and lazy appearance, but his eyes were full of cunning lights, "Xiao Guo, do you know why I didn't fire you? ?"
Dismissal or something, this is a matter of people's livelihood. Xiao Guo's nerves tightened instantly, his eyes widened, and he hesitated, "Isn't it because I'm so capable... It's the old man next to you... Isn't it..."
Guan Bowen shook his head, "Xiao Han has been by my side longer than you, so when I changed my resignation, I also resigned."
Xiao Guo was speechless. Indeed, in terms of seniority, the old people around Guan could be said to be a handful of people. He is just an assistant... Wait, then, why is the person left behind
"Because you are stupid." Guan Bowen saw the innocent and puzzled light in his eyes, smiled, and pointed to the door, "So, now, go buy me some food. Dim sum from Moge on East Fourth Street, from Baiweixuan on West Second Street. Soup dumplings, the splendid porridge on South Third Street, um, it’s hot recently and I don’t have much appetite, that’s it."
Xiao Guo was silly, "Brother Guan, these stores are too far apart..."
"I gave you such a high salary, but you didn't want to buy it for me in the end?" Guan Bowen looked at him incredulously, sadly, "Or you bully me when I get older and can't control you?"
"..." The boss is sick, take it.
He looked down at the densely packed notebook in his hand, wiped his face, and threw it into the trash can, "Brother Guan, wait a minute, I'll buy it now. It may take some time to buy these, you can get some first. Eat to cushion your stomach."
Guan Bowen smiled and waved to him, picked up the phone again, and pressed it down.
Xiao Guo glanced at his loose hair, loose plain clothes on his body, slouchy sitting posture, sighed in his heart, and turned around to go out—forget it, such an enterprising actor would be nice... It’s always busier than before. Day and night is better.
This optimistic idea was overthrown after Guan Bowen stayed at home for half a month.
Still that sofa, still that person, still that bloody cell phone.
Guan Bowen with his hair falling out looked much younger, and the warm light poured in from the French windows on the side of the sofa in the afternoon, warming the expression on his face and warming the whole house.
… It would be nice if there were not so many lunch boxes on the coffee table.
"Brother Guan, can't we put the bowl away after eating..." Xiao Guo resigned, and stepped forward, dragging over the trash can to clean up, "It's good to take a rest and relax, but you should also exercise moderately. Don’t think I’m talking too much, go out and go around, don’t be bored at home."
Guan Bowen was still lowering his head and pressing the phone, as if he hadn't heard what he said.
…What an adult, he actually likes playing mobile phones so much. He sighed, lifted the garbage bag, and turned to go out.
After throwing the trash back, Guan Bowen was still in the same position, but he put down the phone.
"Brother Guan?" He approached suspiciously, and then he was overjoyed. "Did you decide to go for a walk? Where do you want to go? I'll go drive now. By the way, I have to change clothes first. You wait for Brother Guan, and I'll give it to you. Prepare clothes."
"Wait." Guan Bowen called him, confused, "what's the date today?"
"Twenty-eight, what's the matter?"
"It's twenty-eight..." Guan Bowen sighed, approached the sofa, rubbed his forehead, "has been absent for a month."
Xiao Guo looked at him suspiciously, "Brother Guan, did you make an appointment with anyone?"
Guan Bowen shook his head, got upstairs, and waved to him, "Let's go, you have worked hard this month, I will give you a bonus, and give you another week off, let's go."
"What?" Xiao Guo was stunned, then anxious, "No, Brother Guan, what are you..."
Click, the sound of the door closing.
"..."
He sighed, shook his head, and just about to turn around and leave when Guan Bowen's phone fell on the sofa suddenly rang. He looked at the direction of the second floor, walked over and picked it up.
—It was a call from the insurance company, saying that the insurance that Guan Bowen bought half a month ago was completed.
Insurance... Xiao Guo frowned and asked, "Who is the beneficiary of the insurance?" Guan Bowen is a lonely family member. He has always lived and lived his life attitude of being drunk and drunk. It's so strange to buy insurance.
"Is it necessary to change the beneficiary? Well, let me see, the current beneficiary is Mr. He Long. If you want to change, please come as soon as possible..."
"Who are you talking about? He Long?" Xiao Guo was silly, and asked, "Are you right? He Long?"
"It is indeed Mr. He Long, sir..."
Xiao Guo shook his hand and hung up the phone.
After the call page disappeared, it was a browser page, which was probably closed before closing the blog post.
Dense search options, such as "does middle-aged and elderly people also have spring", "habitually teasing a person is not just like", "what if the person I like is a piece of unknowledgeable wood", and what "pursuit" A hundred ways for people", "Is it inappropriate to be together if the age difference is too large", all kinds, full of the troubles of secret love...
It's over...
He put down the phone, cold sweat started on his forehead.
The actor seems to be broken, what should I do
"you saw it?"
A ghastly voice sounded behind him, his hair on his back, and his head turned hard.
Guan Bowen took a tablet and stood behind him, changed his clothes, and simply brushed his hair. He is still the shining actor Guan Da in his memory... But Xiao Guo felt as if he had seen a demon.
"Say, did you see it?" Guan Bowen squinted his eyes and took a step closer, full of threats. "You understand, people who know too much don't usually live long."
Murderous!
He trembled, and he didn't know which of the tendons suddenly got right, Anang Nao said loudly, "I think Mr. He is very good, and you are a natural match with Brother Guan!"
Guan Bowen was frowned by his sudden loud voice. After he heard what he said, he couldn't help but smile, and then he forced the smile down again, and said with a straight face, "Don't change the subject!" After speaking, his eyes trembled for a moment, and a trace of unhidden joy was leaked, and he murmured, "But the dragon is really good... and honest and capable."
"..." Xiaolong... is dying, it's so terrible, and really wants to turn into a butterfly and fly away from here.
After muttering, Guan Bowen said with a serious expression, "He Long is pretty good, right?"
He nodded stiffly.
"Very good." Guan Bowen smiled, with an elegant and gentle appearance, "double the bonus, let's go, give you a vacation."
"But… "
"Or do you want to be silenced?"
He shut up sensibly, choked, and said dryly, "Guan brother, come on... You and Mr. He really match."
Guan Bowen stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Goodbye."
"... Brother Guan, is it too late to resign now?"
"It's too late to die."
"... I wish you and Mr. He happiness."
"Kneel down."
"twitter."
He picked up his backpack silently, went out, and looked at the trash can across the street—the actor who wanted to fall in love... It was terrible.