Shen Jia's fans really experienced what it's like to ride a roller coaster.
After seeing the Clarification Weibo, they first breathed a sigh of relief, let go of their hearts and cried happily, crying and celebrating that their cub/brother didn't fall in love behind their backs.
Then they got angry, furious, and criticized the paparazzi for writing the news, calling the paparazzi blind, and there was no distinction between men and women!
In the end, they were all excited again holding the group photo of the boy. They praised Shen Jia for being good-looking, cute, handsome, and cute when he was a child... It was not until the praise was exhausted that he finally got rid of the state of being only a cub/brother in his eyes, and returned to his usual rational restraint. In an orderly and polite manner, he saw Qi Cong.
And seeing this, many fans couldn't help but "fuck" in their hearts.
This new assistant... seems to be a little good-looking.
Compared with fans who can only see their own cub/brother for the first time, the reaction of melon netizens is much simpler and clearer. They enthusiastically used sky-shattering laughter to defeat all fans and occupied the hot comments. previous few.
I ate a melon: What the fuck hahahahahaha, so Shen Jia's girlfriend who has stirred up the hot and hot search for a whole day is actually a man? What kind of sand sculpture oolong is this, is the paparazzi helping Shen Jia to abuse fans? The bloggers in the green zone who are serious about skinning Shen Jia's girlfriend are you okay hahahaha.
Healthy and safe 20: Hahahahaha, I laughed so loudly that the neighbors sent security to arrest me [captured on the spot.jpg]
The cps I've been drinking are all true: I... I'm sorry, bamboo horses and bamboo horses, protect each other, you ride me, I ride you, the introverted little cutie in the past grows into a proud little wolf dog, and protects the good brother/brother who used to protect him... Begin top.
The dish is a protective color: the long hair and the angle of death are irresistible to look good. Now, does being a celebrity assistant also require a good look? [Kneeling], it is no wonder that the assistant's little brother will be recognized as a girl, this excellent cheek contour, this thin Her stature, coupled with the fact that her hair is much longer than that of ordinary boys, from a distance, she really looks like that kind of tall, thin and sassy girl.
Then in the fifth place, there was finally a comment from a suspected Shen Jia fan.
I want to go to the end of your line of sight: other traffic explosions are bloody and bloody, but Shen Jia's love affair is a paparazzi who recognizes men as women, Shen Jia, please reflect on it, if this goes on, which paparazzi is still willing to shoot you [dog head]
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When the Internet was booming, Qi Cong was heading to Shen Jia's residence in Beishi with Shen Jia and Shen Jia's agent Zhao Zhenxun.
Qi Cong was in charge of driving, while Zhao Zhenxun and Shen Jia sat in the back seat, one reported the itinerary quickly, and the other sat and listened.
"… "Singer Guess Guess" will be recorded on the 29th, and will be sent to Chunyu Public Welfare Platform on the 30th. On the 31st, I will join the crew of "The Legend of Qinggu", and the filming will officially start on the 1st. I have printed the script of "The Legend of Qinggu" for you. This is the It's your first time as the lead male lead in a large-scale ancient puppet drama, you give me a bit of confidence and act well, I don't ask you to be amazing in your acting skills, just don't be overwhelmed by the second male and third male, understand?"
Shen Jia said bitterly, "Is there no one day's rest from tomorrow to the end of the month for almost half a month?"
Zhao Zhenxun's father's face: "No, this month and next month's holidays have been taken by you. You give me a good performance of "The Legend of Qinggu", and I will give you a few days off in October."
Shen Jia collapsed in despair: "I still want to watch Brother Cong's game in October..."
"What to watch! Just watch if you have time!" Zhao Zhenxun glanced at Qi Cong who was driving, swallowed the sentence "and he may not be able to get a place in the competition", grabbed Shen Jia and continued to give him work instructions on the matter.
More than half an hour later, the car drove into a high-end community in Ping'an District, Beishi. Shen Jia was alive again, holding the back of the driver's seat to show Qi Cong the way, excitedly talking about how to arrange a room for Qi Cong when she got home.
"Qi Cong."
Shen Jia stopped talking. Qi Cong looked at Zhao Zhenxun who spoke out through the rearview mirror, and responded, "Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Zhenxun still had the same face as a stepfather, and said, "You go for a medical examination tomorrow. After the medical examination, come to me with the form and I will reimburse you. Your position is Shen Jia's personal life assistant, and you are mainly responsible for taking care of Shen Jia's clothing, food and daily life. Remind Shen Jia of his daily itinerary, urge him to prepare for the itinerary in advance, and give me your contact information for easy contact."
Qi Cong nodded: "Okay. Can I give you the contact information tomorrow? I want to change the number of Beishi."
"Then you can send me a message as soon as possible. You can find Jia Jia for my phone number. What are you doing to me?" Zhao Zhenxun suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Jia beside him, "Think I am fierce? You have this attitude, and they all have this attitude towards Xiao Han. Work is work, personal friends are personal friends, and the score is clear. "
"Brother Zhao." Shen Jia was anxious and glanced at Qi Cong secretly.
Qi Cong knew that Zhao Zhenxun was saying this to himself, so he parked his car steadily in the underground parking lot of Building No. 7 in the community, and interrupted Shen Jia's words: "It's here."
The three got off the car and took the elevator to the tenth floor, and entered Shen Jia's house. Zhao Zhenxun helped Shen Jia to put Qi Cong's luggage in the second bedroom, and then cruelly confiscated Shen Jia's sports car key and looked at Qi Cong.
Qi Cong waited quietly for the next paragraph.
Zhao Zhenxun frowned, glanced at Shen Jia again, and said to Qi Cong, "Contact me as soon as possible after changing the number tomorrow." After speaking, he left without even drinking.
"Scared me to death, I thought Brother Zhao was going to detain you too." Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief, then happily put on Qi Cong's shoulder, "Brother Cong, we can work together in the future. Don't think too much, Zhao Brother is a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted man, he doesn't actually hate you like that, he just talks like that."
Qi Cong smiled at Shen Jia: "I know."
Shen Jia's house is very big, with four rooms. When Shen Jia renovated, only the master bedroom and the second bedroom were kept, and the remaining two rooms were converted into a game room, a gym and a dance room respectively.
After basically settling in, Shen Jia took Qi Cong to a nearby supermarket to replenish some daily necessities, ate dinner, then went home to wash up quickly, and rushed into Qi Cong's room with a photo album: "Brother Cong, let's sleep together tonight! "
Qi Cong, who was sorting out the balance in the planning account, covered the notepad and smiled at Shen Jia: "Okay."
Qi Cong also went to wash up, and then lay down on the bed. Shen Jia hurriedly leaned over, pulled Qi Cong and flipped through the album while recalling the past, laughing like a fool from time to time.
Looking at Shen Jia like this, Qi Cong's expression became warmer.
If there is anything that can make Qi Cong feel good in the past three years of "sleeping", it must be the change in Shen Jia. The teenager who was tortured by school violence and family accidents and was almost depressed, now, three years later, has finally completely shaken off the shadow of the past. When he mentions the past, his mouth is full of cute and warm details, and he is no longer brooding about those hurts. .
He retracted his gaze, looked at the boy who was still wearing baby fat in the photo, and tightened his thin fingers slightly.
Does this also mean that as long as he keeps working hard, the deep hole he has fallen into will one day be filled by time.
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Shen Jia had work the next day and woke up early. Qi Cong got up and made a simple breakfast for Shen Jia, then watched Shen Jia leave with another assistant who came to pick him up, then returned to the room, sorted out his documents and various documents, put them in his backpack and went out door.
On the way to the business hall, Qi Cong opened Weibo with the mentality of getting familiar with the work environment and the current social environment in advance.
An account whose id is "Yan's Little Tail" was automatically logged in. Qi Cong paused, endured the discomfort, and quickly scanned the Weibo posted by the account, and found that it was full of emotional garbage, so disgusted, he immediately cancelled the account.
This reminded Qi Cong.
He closed Weibo, opened WeChat, and not surprisingly found that the dialog box with Jiang Zhaoyan was pinned to the top of the interface. He looked at the more than 30 unread messages displayed on the dialog box. He didn't read them. He directly cut into the address book. this WeChat account.
After finishing these things, the business hall just arrived. He got out of the car and went in. As soon as he got the number to handle the business, the phone rang.
The call came from an unfamiliar number.
He connected: "Hello, who is it?"
"You blocked my WeChat?" Jiang Zhaoyan's voice came out, with soaring anger, "Qi Cong, you are going to be Shen Jia's assistant, are you crazy? How many business discussions have you gone out on behalf of the company in the past? , now you go to do chores for a small artist, what do you make the clients who have talked with you think? And you do chores, why do you want to make such a high profile, who are you trying to save face? Are you taking revenge on me? ?"
Qi Cong lowered her expression and asked, "Jiang Zhaoyan, you didn't hear a word of what I said last time, right?"
The other side of the phone was silent for two seconds.
"Xiao Cong." Jiang Zhaoyan's voice suddenly lowered, with a bit of irritability in his tone, "Don't make trouble, can I just rely on you? You don't want to go to another department, you can, you can stay in the position you were in before. I won't move you. I can also explain Xia He's affairs to you well. Everything is different from what you think. Can you live in peace? "
"Finished?"
"what?"
"Listen, Jiang Zhaoyan." Qi Cong looked at the digital clock on the wall of the business hall, his eyes fixed on "2020" at the front, "Not now, but in the future, I will absolutely, absolutely, rely on you to suck me and me The benefits obtained from the blood of parents are peeled off layer by layer. I want you to go back to hell." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, walked to the corresponding business window, and said to the staff inside, "Hello. , I want to cancel the original number and create a new one."
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After coming out of the business hall, Qi Cong got on the subway to the hospital. On the way, he sent new numbers to his parents, Shen Jia, Shen Man, and Zhao Zhenxun one by one, and then re-registered WeChat with the new numbers.
After that, he flipped through the files and albums in the phone, backed up the files related to his parents and Shen Jia, and then restored the phone to factory settings.
At this point, the traces of the past three years in his mobile phone have finally been completely erased.
"Hahaha, look at the topic of #shenjiagirlfriend# on the hot search, it made me laugh to death, who is the picture of P."
Qi Cong swiped her phone for a while, then raised her head to look at the two girls with their backs to this side.
"Don't make noise, don't make noise, Gu Gu seems to be on the hot search again."
The girl who was talking before immediately shifted her attention and moved towards another girl's phone: "What's the hot search? Gu Xun has no other job besides the promotion of "Tianwen" and the filming of "Dynasty Above" recently. Well, is it the promotion of "Tianwen"?"
"No, no, Gu Gu got lost in Haicheng and was late for the event, hahaha. Look at this." The long-haired girl raised her phone and clicked a photo, "Look at this, it was taken by passers-by, Gu Gu took the car Stop at Haicheng Street and get off to look for directions. I laughed so hard, it turns out that Gu Gu still has time like this."
"Pfft, didn't he use navigation?"
"I don't know."
Qi Cong was just at the position where he could see the mobile phone held up by the girl. He didn't want to take a peek, but the screen of the girl's mobile phone was too big, and the movement of raising the mobile phone was too fast. Before he could avoid his eyes, he saw the photo above.
Then, he was stunned.
The pixelated photo shows a black car parked on the side of the street, with a man in a hat standing on the other side of the car, most of his body obscured by the body. He stood with his back to the camera and turned his head slightly, as if he was looking for something.
What made Qi Cong stunned was that the man's place was exactly where he and Shen Jia were standing when they were secretly photographed by the paparazzi that day, and this Gu Yingdi not only had his chin, but even the outline of his lower face that was exposed was a bit similar. The one in his memory.
The subway stopped at the station, and the girl put down her mobile phone and left with her companions. Qi Cong regained his senses, and some vague things were drilling in and out of his mind.
Zhao Zhenxun's call interrupted his thoughts. He lowered his head to answer the call and put the phone to his ear.
"Mr. Zhao."
"Qi Cong, I have something to say yesterday. I can't tell you in front of Shen Jia."
"What do you want to say to me?"
"Qi Cong, I admit that I still have some prejudice against you, but I can tell the difference between public and private. According to your relationship with Shen Jia, if you debut in the future, you will most likely be assigned to me. In hand, so let me give you some advice. Take advantage of this month and a half to discover your strengths and strengths. If you have learned a musical instrument, pick it up. If you have learned dance, take time to rehabilitate. If you can't sing, ask Shen Jia for advice. The draft is all about these things, you have to be the same."
"The ugly words are in front of you, Manju will not send someone who knows nothing to a stage for the whole country to be embarrassed. Just a month and a half, I don't care what method you use, in short, you must make some hard work than others. Trainees who have been training for many years should come out of the best places, otherwise choosing you will be too unfair to those trainees who have been waiting for the opportunity to debut for a long time.”
"I understand." When the subway arrived at the station again, Qi Cong stood up and walked out with the flow of people, "I will try my best."
"Just understand. Also, if your performance doesn't meet my expectations, then I hope you can take the initiative to tell Shen Jia that you are unwilling to participate in talent shows and want to find other jobs, not because of other reasons."
Qi Cong stopped for a while, then continued forward, calmly replied: "Okay."