Yang You'an didn't know whether he was overly surprised or what was going on, he felt that his heart was beating very fast, faster and faster, so fast that it was abnormal, his chest felt tight, and his mind was blinded. I also called his name, and then I came back to my senses.
The ignorant Dong Jie cheerfully continued to refill his tea one cup after another, and the strange clock didn't move step by step, scaring the child.
As a result, Zhong Yi looked at Yang You'an's expression and said, "Don't downplay Brother Dong, You'an seems a little drunk."
Brother Dong: "?"
Yang Youan: "?"
This is the first time he knows that he can still drink tea, after all, he has never seen this before drinking black tea and green tea...
"It should be drunk Pu'er." After speaking, Zhong Yi got up and took out a box of candies from the deepest drawer of the desk, and handed it to Yang Youan, "I'm also prone to drunk Pu'er, so I just said that you seem to have lost weight recently. Didn't you eat well?"
Holding the candy box, Yang You'an was a little surprised: "How do you know..."
"People who usually drink less tea, or those who drink strong tea on an empty stomach, are prone to getting drunk." Zhong Yi smiled, "Eat a few candies when you feel uncomfortable."
"Drunken tea" is actually just a more elegant name, and it's no better than drunk when it really happens.
Yang You'an now feels empty in his stomach, but he's churning, he can't vomit, and he's even sweating a little on his back, as if he's been on a roller coaster after drinking too much, his hands peeling off the candy wrappers are soft It has the effect of upgrading the slow motion.
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Dong Jie didn't expect to share happiness by himself, and was divided into this situation. Just as he was about to say something, he was shocked by the tears that suddenly fell from Yang Youan's eyes.
The well-organized person panicked in an instant, strangely at a loss: "Is this... so uncomfortable? I'm sorry You'an, I don't know..."
"Okay Brother Dong, you go out, I'll come." He was interrupted by Zhong Yishun before he finished speaking.
Dong Jie was still holding the teapot in his hand: "Then..."
Zhong Yi: "As soon as the draft of "Aesthetics 2" is ready, just send it to me. Focus on all the group performances, including the elderly, Ji Haochuan and Youan."
Dong Jie knelt down at the speed of light, and he didn't forget to help the two of them close the door when they left.
That is to say, seeing Yang You'an crying by surprise just now, the brain cells were a little bit overwhelmed, and now Dong Jie figured it out as soon as he came out of it.
The fact that the child is crying right now has nothing to do with whether the tea is served or not. It is probably because of the historical legacy with Mr. Liang.
In the office, Zhong Yi asked You An: "Is the hard candy okay? It's my favorite brand."
When Yang You'an nodded with a sullen head, the tears were still falling down, unable to stop.
He didn't know what happened to him suddenly. He just put the candy in his mouth, and when the tip of his tongue tasted the sweet peach, his nose became sore. Lost in front of the teacher...
But Zhong Yi wasn't surprised at all, and said straight to the point: "If you want to ask me anything, you can ask it directly."
When Yang Youan was still with Liang Sili, he gave up hiding his thoughts in front of them, it was useless and unnecessary, but the more patient Zhong Yi was with him now, the more he choked up and his throat became more congested.
Zhong Yi didn't urge him, and said calmly to the child who was wiping tears all over his hands, "You've been with those trainees for so long, you should be able to feel it more or less. In this circle,' Time will tell' like 'diamonds', the most bluffing lie."
"Among you, there are those who have worked diligently as trainees for several years, and those whose families have money to come out to play tickets, and there are also those with airborne connections like Ji Haochuan, but whoever can emerge in the end has nothing to do with strength. , Those who can straighten their backs and tell you 'time will tell everything' are just survivors' deviations, and the vast majority are lost in time and not seen by you."
The person in front of him said it lightly, but every word was deeply imprinted on Yang Youan's heart, he stared blankly, and even forgot to shed tears under Zhong Yi's gaze.
"Here, time is dumb. It can't prove anything. Only you can prove it. If you don't have the ability to tell others, but you don't want to quit, then you might as well just lie on someone else's bed. Don't even think about it."
"So if you are still embarrassed to ask me the question you want to ask me now, I will advise you to go to graduate school to study for a Ph. There are really not many chances that the problem can be solved with a touch of skin.”
Hearing this, Yang Youan's nose suddenly became sore again, and the soreness was worse than last time.
What Zhong Yi waited for was a burst of crying, bursting into tears.
The toilet paper was on the table, but he didn't pass it to the child. He just leaned over and peeled one for himself from the candy box the child was still holding in his hand: "Everyone thinks I don't like sweets, so these candies come out every time." It was Liang Sili who smuggled me back."
After the words fell, Yang Youan whimpered for a long time, and finally squeezed out the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "I have nothing to do with Mr. Liang, why are you still treating me so well..."
She asked Sister Hong to take care of him again, helped him design a marketing plan, and now gave him sweets...
Yang You'an himself also knows that no matter whether it is his appearance or personality charm, there is nothing special about him. Let alone throwing it in the show business circle, even if he throws it in school, he will immediately disappear from everyone.
But Zhong Yi just leaned on the sofa and supported his head, and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Do you think Liang Sili treats me well?"
Yang Youan nodded his head without any hesitation, and before he could understand the connection between the two, Zhong Yi followed closely: "Then why can't I treat you better? It's a long-term investment anyway. .”
"Good for you, you can help Ladbrokes' variety shows earn traffic, and you can also help my "Aesthetics 2" create gimmicks." Zhong Yi looked at him, "If you are just a little bit nicer to you, you can make you die against Libbrokes ,why not?"
Yang Youan: "But I'm really... very ordinary..."
Zhong Yi completely resolved his doubts in one sentence: "Leaving aside the fact that there is no necessary connection between being ordinary and being famous, now, whether you are ordinary or not, it doesn't count whether others say it or you say it yourself. I have the final say, understand?"
Yang You'an suddenly cried even more fiercely, until he finally wiped away his tears with toilet paper, then gritted his teeth and tried his best to calm down and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
That day, after Yang You'an came out of Zhong Yi's office, his fair face was flushed red, and anyone could tell that he had cried, and it was the kind of crying that was very loud.
He was chattering around for a long while, and the trainees who were called to the producer's office to have a small talk immediately shut up, knowing that they had made a mistake, and at the same time gathered around gossiping to "concern" what happened.
At that time, no one could guess why Yang Youan, who was usually silent, was called to be trained. When I asked Yang Youan, Yang Youan just shook his head, and then worked harder and harder to practice dancing and singing, until the "explosion" came out. The person whose private life is chaotic is Yang Youan...
With so many pairs of eyes watching, Yang Youan no longer ran upstairs like before. If there was anything wrong, he would at most use WeChat to ask Mr. Hu, and he would not bother Zhong Yi at all.
He stayed in Zhong Yi's office for a short while that day, and Zhong Yi made five or six phone calls. Later, I heard from Mr. Dong that Zhong Yi only works by appointment now, and he would only run away when he had something to do. One time, and the rest of the time is dealing with the work of "Aesthetics 2".
Of course, what Dong Jie didn't say was that Liang Sili had been the driver for Zhong Yidang during this time.
Later, when Yang Youan saw the news of the intensifying violence in the class, he hesitated again and again, and finally ran into Zhong Yi at the door by chance, and chased after him. He never thought that the person waiting in the car at that time would be Liang Sili.
Zhong Yi had just come out from a meeting with Zhu Hong, and there was a dinner party lined up behind him, seeing Yang You'an's hesitation to speak, he turned his head and threw a sharp glance at a smoker named Liang in the driver's seat.
Originally, Liang Sili was a little dazed when he saw Yang Youan suddenly, but when he received the signal, he responded with a "tsk" and obediently closed the car window.
Only then did Zhong Yi look back at the child: "What's wrong?"
This is the main entrance of the film and television base. Although the trainees are upstairs, there is still a risk of exposure. If it is not a more important matter, the children should not chase them out like this.
Before speaking, Yang Youan subconsciously glanced at Liang Sili's closed car window, and finally took two steps away and said, "I just want to ask... how are you and Teacher Zhang doing recently..."
Zhong Yi: "?"
Zhong Yi was stunned: "Is it Zhang Xingzhi?"
"Yes..." Yang Youan blushed a little embarrassingly, "I think with Mr. Zhang's personality, he would not take the initiative to tell you..."
Zhong Yi: "??"
Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows: "What happened to him recently?"
For a while, Yang You'an's voice became even lower: "It's just... I don't know who took the lead in the school. Now the news that you gave Mr. Zhang the 'Hot Flow Master' has spread..."
Zhong Yi almost laughed out loud, he didn't even react at the first moment, so what if it spread: "Is there such a thing? Your teacher Zhang didn't tell me a word."
Yang Youan nodded his head twice because he was serious. Although he broke up with Liang Sili, he never forgot the revolutionary mission of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhong, and said seriously: "I thought Mr. Zhang would definitely not tell you. It’s just that 19 Photography and 19 Video Communication had a quarrel, but now things are a bit serious, Dean Jiang is away on a business trip, and it seems that Teacher Zhang is about to be called by the secretary to talk.”
Zhong Yi: "???"
Zhong Yi was completely annoyed this time: "Is the secretary of your college so idle? Why do you even take care of this kind of thing?"
Yang You'an coughed unnaturally, and reminded in a low voice: "It's not our courtyard, they set up the courtyard."
Zhong Yi was even happier, and patted Yang Youan on the shoulder twice, signaling that he knew it, and told the child to go back quickly, so as not to delay the training time.
Yang Youan nodded obediently and was about to leave, but everyone was almost at the door, when Zhong Yi, who opened the door and was about to get in the car, leaned out again and said loudly to him: "Next time if you have anything to do, you can directly send a message Just give me a call."
"good!!"
When she answered, the smile on Yang You'an's lips instantly brightened. Thinking that Teacher Zhong usually doesn't show off the mountains and water, she really still cares about Teacher Zhang in her heart.
Only Liang Sili, who was unsuccessful in listening to the corner in the car, stared at Zhong Yi with a strange expression through the rearview mirror and asked, "What did you say so happy, why don't you let me listen."
Zhong Yi sat in the back row and took out his mobile phone, without raising his eyes: "Don't ask, I'm just scolding you."
Liang Sili: "Tch, you were the one who said he was bad before, and now you are the one who says you want to praise him."
Zhong Yiyi returned the gourd painting: "You were the one who said you knew what I did before, but now you are the one who said I was weird."
"How can it be the same?"
"Why is it different? You don't want it anyway. You don't care what others do. I just want someone to see who has no eyes and doesn't know what long-term investment is."
Liang Sili: "..."
Liang Sili: "I just told you, why are you taking it so seriously?"
"Smart people don't speak dark words, as for."
"Do you really remember..." Before Liang Sili could utter the word "resentment", he was choked by the person playing with the mobile phone in the rearview mirror, "Your expression... Zhong Yi, are you talking to that Zhang surname again? Shall we chat???"
Zhong Yi: "... ###"
It's just a chat, why on earth did you take such a tone and say such things to him? ?
If his aesthetics didn't allow him to do things like put his foot on the back of the chair, he must have caught Liang Sili's hair by now.
This kind of person who can make people angry with just a few sentences is enough to commit crimes if he makes one Ji Haochuan, how can he let him make another one
Zhong Yi, who has been dizzy from work recently, has stood on the verge of eruption: "Yeah, I was just sending him a message. What's the meaning of your tone now? Do you want me to read it to you!"
Liang Sili: "No, no, don't, I don't..."
The last bit of Zhong Yi's patience was also worn out by him, and his volume reached a new high: "Show me the road! Do you want to watch my phone while driving! If you give me another word, I will delete all the chat records between me and Zhang Xingzhi. Read it to you!"
Liang Sili: "..."
Liang Sili silently gave Zhong Yi an "ok" mouth shape, but felt that it was not enough after finishing, and added "you won" right behind.
But Zhong Yi didn't see it at all, because Zhang Xingzhi replied to his message.
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