This is the anti-theft Zhang Father Xiao stared at his jeans full of holes and accused, "What are you wearing? I didn't give you enough living expenses? Can't even afford a decent dress? You are not allowed to wear it again in the future. This kind of rubbish makes me ashamed!"
Without waiting for Xiao Jiashu to refute, Xue Miao exploded first, "What do you know? This is the new style of ACNE STUDIO this year. Jonny Johansson personally participated in the design of the main product. When Xiaoshu wears it, her legs look long and straight. The model is still handsome, why is it ugly? Since you and your father are so orthodox, why don't you wear robes and jackets? The Qing Dynasty is dead, wake up old antique! If you are not satisfied, I will not call you by your name in the future. , do you directly call you Qijie elder brother Cheng? Or else call you the prince? You are so shameless!"
Xiao Jiashu was expressionless, but silently gave his mother a compliment in his heart. He just said that he looks handsome in these jeans, there is no problem at all.
Father Xiao was so angry that he covered his chest, "You are in front of me, why didn't you see a word from you to refute Dad? I'm not doing this for Xiaoshu, okay? Dad likes well-behaved people, and Xiaoshu can't be considerate of him. Old man, make him feel more comfortable?"
"Like well-behaved people? Don't make fun of Xiao Qijie! He just doesn't like Xiaoshu! No matter what Xiaoshu wears, what he says, or what he does, he can pick out countless shortcomings. Xiaoshu just wears a broken Hollow jeans, showing a kneecap, one of your two good nieces has a large breast exposed, the other can't even cover the panties, why can't the old man speak? Well, I didn't bully people like that!"
"Have you said enough? I see that you are more and more like to mess around..."
"It's not enough! I'm going to have a good fight with you today, your family is too much..."
Parents, you quarreled with me one by one, causing Xiao Jiashu a headache. He persuaded no one for a while, so he had to stop the driver and get out of the car. Xiao Dingbang's car crashed behind him, slowed down as it passed him, but did not stop, and eventually drifted away.
Xiao Jiashu stood there for a few minutes, not knowing whether it was more relaxed or more lonely. He thought that he would be recognized by his father and grandfather when he was admitted to Wharton, but he didn't; he thought that he would be recognized by them when he returned home, but he didn't. As my mother said, no matter what he says or does, it is useless, and some people will never be able to please.
What are you still holding on to? Xiao Jiashu felt both wronged and resentful. After walking aimlessly for a while, he saw a modeling studio, and his eyes rolled into it.
"Dyeing my hair, grandma's gray, green onion, yellow shit, whatever is not mainstream." He thought for a while and added, "By the way, give me another tattoo and pierce my ears."
Green onion, yellow shit? Are you sure you didn't come to smash our signboard? The stylist secretly complained in his heart, but agreed with a smile on his face. Non-mainstream is non-mainstream, but it must not be ugly! For the sake of his own brand, the stylist looked at the young man carefully, and then blushed. This customer is also a little too good-looking, right? It's not the fashionable handsome man, nor is it a tough guy, but a handsome combination of the two. The facial features are both delicate and cool, and they look very aggressive. The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lips are Thin and red, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are slightly raised, it can simply seduce the soul!
Just relying on this prosperous beauty, dyeing rainbow colors will not be ugly! The stylist said confidently, "Then let me make a gradient color for you, the roots are black, and gradually turn gray. Your hair is very good, very smooth, and the length is enough, when you lift your hair up You can see the transitions and transitions of colors, it's beautiful." As he spoke, he took out his iPad and showed customers the effect.
Xiao Jiashu stared at the video for a while, and then said, "It's just this color." It's trendy and dazzling, but the important thing is that his father can't accept it.
The stylist looked delighted, humming a song happily as he adjusted the dye. He likes all beautiful things, and prefers to make them more beautiful with his own hands.
Four hours later, Xiao Jiashu walked out of the styling studio with a new look, with a gradient on his head and obsidian on his ears, but no tattoos on his body. He was afraid of the pain, and as soon as the stylist took out the tools, he was cowardly. When she got home, Xue Miao was applying a mask, and when she saw her son's new look, the mask paper fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Where's Dad?" Xiao Jiashu's face was calm, but there was a lot of cold sweat on his palms. He has been a good boy since childhood, and this is the first time he has done something rebellious.
"How did you do this?" Xue Miao asked in disbelief.
"Do it if you like it." Xiao Jiashu ruffled his hair and told his mother to take a good look at his cool hair color, as if relaxed, "Isn't it good-looking?"
"It looks good, but it hurts a bit." Xue Miao helplessly supported her forehead.
"It doesn't hurt to dye my hair, and I'm not allergic to dyes." Xiao Jiashu changed his slippers and took a new sheet of mask from the refrigerator.
"I mean, it might hurt when your dad hits you with a stick later. Son, go back to your room and hide." Xue Miao took the mask paper and said sympathetically.
Xiao Jiashu: "..."
Xiao Jiashu, who had been hiding in the room for a day and a night, was still beaten. If Xiao Dingbang had not suddenly come back to talk to Father Xiao about the acquisition of the company, his butt and calf would have been lost. But he still withstood the huge pressure, and he didn't dye his hair back. Father Xiao didn't force his son anymore when his temper was over, but he sighed as soon as he saw him, as if he saw a rising star in the dandy world.
Xiao Jiashu has no friends in China. He usually neither smokes or drinks, nor does he gamble with girls, nor does he like racing. His only hobby is playing games. Just give him a high-end computer, add a network cable, and prepare enough food, and he can stay at home for several months. Therefore, Father Xiao's worries are completely unnecessary.
But Xue Miao couldn't stand his son's decadence. She knew that her son would collapse sooner or later, both mentally and physically. He lived without any pursuit or goal, just like the walking dead, which is the most terrifying thing. After thinking about it again and again, she unplugged her son's network cable, and took him to take a shower and put on clean and decent clothes before taking him out.
"Guanshi Entertainment? Mom, why did you bring me here?" Xiao Jiashu looked up at the sign on the skyscraper and wondered. In just a few months, he lost a lot of weight, and he looked very unhealthy with thick blue and black under his eye sockets.
"Bring you to work." Xue Miao walked into the elevator, pressed the key on the top floor, and waited for the door to close before saying, "I have shares in Guanshi Entertainment, and it will be in your name in the future. You are also a major shareholder of Guanshi Entertainment. , you have to come to your own company to see."
"Mom, are you still involved in the entertainment industry? If Dad knew about it..." Xiao Jiashu was worried about his mother, and completely forgot to ask himself about work.
"So what if he knows? It's a big fight. He won't let you enter the Xiao family, so I can't watch you get ripped off, right? You're a top student at Wharton, so you can only play games after graduation? You are Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your father and grandfather after entering the entertainment industry? If you are afraid, I will take you back immediately."
"What am I afraid of? They don't care about me anyway." Xiao Jiashu felt a little guilty, but he pretended to be calm, as if he had nothing to fear.
It is said that "knowing your son is more like a mother". With Xue Miao's understanding of her son, she naturally knew how to force him out of the cage that his father and grandfather built for him. She sacrificed half her life for Xiao Qijie. Since then, she has been unhappy and compromised, and she never wants her son to repeat her mistakes. What if the old man is angry again? Could it be possible to eat their mother and son
While thinking about it, the elevator door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked over with a surprised smile on his face. He is very tall and handsome, and the frivolity and wickedness between his eyebrows not only failed to detract from his bearing, but made him even more attractive. He hugged Xue Miao tightly, and quickly let go, sighing, "Miao Miao, I thought you would never come back. How have you been recently?"
"That's it." Xue Miao didn't want to make up some fairy tales to deceive her friends, but also paralyzed herself. She shook her head with a wry smile, and then said to her son, "Xiaoshu, this is your uncle Xiu, call someone quickly."
Slender Yu, the helm of Crown World Entertainment, is also a figure in the entertainment industry. The mother signed under his banner that year, and he became popular with him. The two used to be the relationship between the boss and the subordinate, and they became friends who talked about everything after a long cooperation. But since his mother married into Xiao's family, he has disconnected from friends in the entertainment industry. Therefore, Xiao Jiashu is very unfamiliar with this uncle Xiu, but it does not prevent him from recognizing this handsome face who often appears in business and entertainment magazines.
"Hello, Uncle Xiu." Xiao Jiashu nodded obediently and bent over.
He inherited Xue Miao's exquisite appearance, but he did not resemble Xiao Qijie at all. The first play that Xue Miao participated in was the role of the male lead. She played a chic and unrestrained knight in the body of her daughter to the fullest, and she became popular with thousands of girls from then on. Her female fans are much more than male fans, and Xiao Jiashu, who resembles her seven or eight points, has been improved again during the inheritance, and her appearance has been upgraded to a higher level.
Slender Yu fell in love with this spiritual sapling at once, not to mention that he is Miaomiao's son.
Xiao Jiashu almost couldn't wait to raise his glass, touched Huang Meixuan and Huang Zijin next to him, and then picked up a piece of duck meat and put it into the bowl. Huang Meixuan tugged at his sleeve quietly, but he ignored it. He took a few bites of food before looking at it, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Huang, isn't the director finished talking? Can you eat?"
"Have a drink with the director, Brother Ji, and Brother Heng, hurry up." Huang Meixuan poured wine for Young Master Xiao while saying that.
Shi Tingheng and Ji Mian are the male lead and male lead of the film respectively, and they are also big stars at the level of movie stars. The younger generation should give them a toast, but whether they drink or not is another matter. Although Xiao Jiashu has been abroad for many years, he is not unfamiliar with Chinese table manners. He picked up the wine glass and toasted the director, Shi Tingheng and Ji Mian, and there was nothing else to say except "take care".
On the other hand, the other young couples came to the three of them one after another, toasting and ingratiating themselves. The compliments came one after another, making Master Xiao more arrogant and ignorant of etiquette.
Huang Meixuan had a headache, but there was nothing he could do. He glared at Master Xiao, who was burying his head in the food, and asked in a low voice, "What are you eating?"
"Spicy chicken." Xiao Jiashu raised his head, his lips were red and bright, and there were still a few sparkling tears in his eyes.
"Who allowed you to eat spicy food! Sister Xue said it's good for you to have oral ulcers, but the anger hasn't subsided yet! Eat green vegetables!" Huang Meixuan said while picking up a lot of green vegetables and putting them into Master Xiao's bowl.
Xiao Jiashu moved the vegetables to the side and continued to eat the spicy chicken. After eating, he stretched out his chopsticks to the boiled pork slices. After drinking white porridge for half a month, he just wants to eat something heavy. Seeing that he was disobedient, Huang Meixuan picked up a clean spoon and knocked on the back of his hand.
"Why are you disobedient? Be careful I tell Sister Xue!" Huang Meixuan threatened.
Xiao Jiashu smiled ingratiatingly at her, and then continued to extend his "sinful" hand to the spicy shrimp not far away. Huang Meixuan was so angry that he tapped the back of his hand with a spoon, but he couldn't stop it. The interaction between the two is very intimate, not like an agent and an artist, but more like an elder and a junior at home. Everyone saw that, and they didn't mind Xiao Jiashu's behavior.
Without a strong background, can the legendary big devil Huang Meixuan serve Xiao Jiashu like a little ancestor? impossible! Since he has a background, he can't afford to offend him. If he likes to show off, let him do it. Thinking of this, several of the main creators started looking for Xiao Jiashu to talk, but they only got a few perfunctory words from him, and they were so embarrassed that they didn't dare to show it.
Xiao Jiashu was very good at eating, and even stretched out his chopsticks to the spicy dishes, making Huang Meixuan staring at him with anger. Her younger brother Huang Zijin suddenly laughed softly, took the initiative to scoop up a spoonful of Mapo tofu for Young Master Xiao, put it in his ear and said, "Eat, just let it go, you'll feel comfortable when you have a big tomorrow morning."
"Ah?" Xiao Jiashu looked at him blankly.
"Tomorrow morning, Tuba." Huang Zijin repeated, but the volume was so low that no one could hear him except Young Master Xiao and elder sister Huang Meixuan.
Xiao Jiashu has one thing that is different from ordinary people, that is, his imagination is very rich. When others say a word casually, he can use his imagination to construct it into the most colorful picture. Right now, in his mind unconsciously appeared the scene of sitting on the toilet, blushing hard, but couldn't pull it out. After more than ten minutes of brutal torture, it was finally smooth, but what came out was a lump. Fire, flames came out of the toilet, scorched his hair, something burst open, and the floor was covered with yellow, sticky suspicious objects... The background music echoed in my mind at the same time - chrysanthemum residue, full of Butt injury, your panties have turned yellow, the flowers fall out of the anus, you can only lie down and not lie down...
Vomiting... I want to throw up... Xiao Jiashu slowly put down his chopsticks, slowly covered his mouth, and looked at Huang Zijin with accusing eyes.
Huang Zijin ruffled his cool grey hair and said with a smile, "Be good, keep eating, brother will help you."
"Brother, I was wrong, I eat bland food." Xiao Jiashu hurriedly lowered his head and ate green vegetables honestly.
Huang Zijin held his cheek with one hand and looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of doting. He looks extremely handsome, and can even be described as a monster. The only disadvantage is that he is a little less masculine, and he was very popular for a while when he was young. But it was because of this face that he was later controlled by a certain gang involved and forced him to make that kind of film. If Sister Xue hadn't arrived in time, he might have gone crazy, died, or died. The reason why Sister Xue took such a big risk to deal with the gang was just because she happened to see her sister crying in the corridor of the company. She didn't even know who they were at the time.
After so many years, he quit the stage to work behind the scenes, and his sister also turned from a handyman to a gold broker, but they did not dare to forget for a moment who rescued them from hell and gave them a better tomorrow. Not to mention that Sister Xue just asked them to take Xiao Jiashu with them temporarily, or let them be nanny for Xiao Jiashu for the rest of their lives, there is nothing wrong.
When Huang Zijin fell into memory, Ji Mian's face was a little weird. He first covered his mouth with a napkin, then slammed a glass of wine, and finally shook his head and laughed, and scolded him in a low voice as "a living treasure". Fang Kun noticed his abnormality, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong? Is it a headache?"
"No, I'm fine." Ji Mian put down the glass and looked back at Lin Leyang, who was sitting at another table, and found that he was very harmonious with the people around him, so he went out with confidence.
Xiao Jiashu wanted to drain the water after he was full, so he also went out. After washing his hands, he went back to the box and saw Ji Mian standing by the window at the end of the corridor smoking. He couldn't help but walk over, "Brother Ji, can you give me a cigarette?"
"You also smoke?" Ji Mian was a little surprised. Even though Xiao Jiashu is tall and handsome, he is actually a little boy inside, very immature.
"I don't smoke too much." Xiao Jiashu didn't dare to smoke in front of his mother. Once she found out, it wasn't the cigarette that was smoked, but himself. Fortunately, he is not addicted to smoking, and he was not exposed until he returned to China.
Ji Mian laughed lowly, then handed over the whole pack of cigarettes, and said earnestly, "Chinese people often don't eat to fill their stomachs, but to socialize. Everyone else is talking, but you are the only one who eats, and no one is there. It's too dazzling. People with tough backgrounds also need contacts, especially in the entertainment industry, communicate more with others and form a good relationship, it will only benefit you and not hurt."
"I know this, thank you Brother Ji." Xiao Jiashu didn't feel that Ji Mian was nosy at all. He is a sensible person. He knows that Ji Mian is really doing this for his own good. Otherwise, who cares about you? In this circle, coffee position decides everything. In order to climb up, anyone can step on it. People like Ji Mian who do not trample on their peers and can put themselves in the shoes of their younger generation are too few and too few.
Ji Mian is as good as the Baidu profile says! Xiao Jiashu's favorability towards Ji Mian gradually increased. Although he once protected Li Jia'er, everything he did came from his heart and goodwill, which was really rare.
Facing him, Xiao Jiashu suddenly had the desire to pour out, and whispered, "Brother Ji, in fact, I don't know how to act at all, I don't know if I can portray the role of Ling Feng well, so I dare not talk to the crew. It's almost like a set of people. You think, if I jumped up and down in the crew all day, let everyone know me, and I had to quit because of my bad acting skills, it would be very embarrassing! It would be better for me to ignore anyone from the beginning, Come quietly, go quietly, and you can save some face for yourself."
He took a deep breath of his cigarette and continued, "I've already thought about it, if I can play this role, I'll play it, if I can't play it, I'll leave as soon as possible and leave the position to an artist with real acting skills. I will compensate for the loss. There is a saying called 'Occupy the kennel and don't pull shit', I feel like I'm the kind of person who 'occupies the hut and doesn't pull shit', and it's very unfortunate."
Ji Mian took a deep look at him and comforted him, "What nonsense? You can compensate the crew for the loss of money, but can you compensate for the loss of time? Because of you, the crew temporarily changed roles, all scenes were retaken, and the schedule was scheduled. If you are delayed, money can't make up for it. Don't think about what to do if you can't act well, but think that you have to do your best to play it well. This is the first step you have successfully taken. I've seen the role of Ling Feng, the setting is very similar to you, it's not too difficult, as long as you play in your true colors, it's almost the same."
"Really?" Xiao Jiashu was indeed comforted, and the originally dark eyes became bright. Xue Miao has said this many times, but Xiao Jiashu always thought it was a mother's preference for her son, wearing a filter. However, even Ji Mian said the same now, and he felt relieved at once, feeling that he had been greatly encouraged and affirmed.
Slender Yu took a volley of goodness and sighed, "I thought you quit long ago."
"People who don't live well can't quit cigarettes." Xue Miao lowered her eyes slightly to prevent the smoke from turning her eyes red. With the cigarette holder between her slender fingertips, her posture was both elegant and melancholy. She was having a bad life, and she could hide this from others, but she couldn't hide it from Xiu Changyu, so it's better to tell it frankly. What's more, they have nothing to say. After a moment of silence, she continued, "Just now I said that you should help Xiaoshu arrange a job, but don't take it seriously. I don't want him to be a 9-to-5 office worker."
"What do you mean?" Xiu Changyu realized something, and couldn't help being stunned.
"Yes, I want him to act." Xue Miao slowly exhaled a breath of smoke, her delicate lips drenched in the mist, "First help him arrange a random position, let him stay in the crew for a while, and get familiar with it. process, and then help him find a suitable role."
"You are too arbitrary, right? You don't ask Xiaoshu if he is willing? He is Xiao's young master, but you let him enter the entertainment industry. Will his father and grandfather deprive him in anger? The right of inheritance? You have endured it for so many years, why bother!" Slender and gloomy dissuaded.
Xue Miao did not appreciate it. In front of Xiu Changyu, she looks completely different, fierce and powerful, and this is her original appearance, "I can bear it myself, but I can't bear it for the sake of my son. You know how hard he works, how much Is he excellent? In the end, his so-called relatives forced him to cover up his brilliance and be a mediocre waste who would eat and die. For the past few months, he locked himself in his room every day to play games and did not eat , he doesn't sleep, he doesn't take a bath, he loves stinky people so much, but he makes himself a ghost, it hurts like digging my heart! In your eyes, he is indeed very rich, If you don't do anything in your life, you can't spend it all, but who knows what he really wants?"