"Mr. Ye, are you looking for me?"
The boy wearing a hooded sweater and light-colored jeans stood neatly in front of the mahogany desk. He was a little nervous, like a student talking to the teacher in charge, with his slender and white fingers tugging at the hem of the sweater. The light pink nails are a little red from excessive force.
Ye Hansheng didn't speak, and looked at the young man repeatedly with extremely aggressive eyes. The conversation heard in the morning faintly rang in his ears.
"I heard that another little slut who wanted to climb on the bed was broken by Mr. Ye..."
Some people were surprised and gloated, "President Ye, who dares to climb on the bed? I heard that since he broke his leg in a car accident, he has a very violent temper. If he is unhappy, he will take out his anger on the company's artists. The previous one was very popular. Didn't anyone get hidden in the snow just because he bumped into him carelessly?"
The joking teenagers were laughing for a while, and the fair boy standing beside him frowned, and retorted angrily, "Mr. Ye is not such a person."
"he's good."
The teenagers hissed for a while, and then laughed and taunted, "Wen Run, you don't want to climb Mr. Ye's bed too?"
"Tsk tsk, I don't care if I survived after climbing up."
"Yes, I advise you that your life is the most important thing..."
Ye Hansheng didn't listen to what was said later, but only remembered the young man's flushed face and very angry appearance.
Ye Han sneered secretly, him? Is a nice guy
Not to mention those ignorant teenagers, even he himself didn't know that he was a good person, so he decided to let this ignorant teenager see what a bad person is.
"what is it call?"
Ye Hansheng tapped his fingers rhythmically on the mahogany table.
"Wenrun." The young man moved his body nervously and lowered his head when he answered, not even daring to look up at him.
Ye Han laughed, as expected, he was still a little lamb who had never seen the sinister heart. He stopped knocking on the table and waved, "Come to me."
Wen Run turned around the mahogany table in a daze and doubt, and stood obediently in front of him, with a pair of black eyes just like his name, misty, gentle and obedient.
Ye Hansheng was suddenly aroused, turned the wheelchair and approached him, put his palm on his side, deliberately lowered his voice, and asked ambiguously: "Do you know what I asked you to do?"
The young body under the palm trembled slightly, but did not escape. Wen Run raised his head carefully to look at him, then lowered his head again, his ears were a little red, shook his head, and then nodded again.
I didn't understand it at first, but now... I seem to understand it.
Ye Hansheng curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. The excitement he aroused became dull again because of the boy's obedience, but he still hadn't forgotten the purpose of today.
Picking up the sweater with his fingers and getting in, feeling the young and firm skin, Ye Han chuckled lightly, pulled him to sit on his lap, and put him between him and the desk, "What do you want?"
Wen Run's waist was trembling, but he still had to lift his body weakly, not daring to press down on his legs too much. Ye Hansheng had a car accident five years ago, and his legs have been disabled ever since.
Ye Hansheng's words made him raise his head. He didn't have the energy to pay attention to the rough palms on his lower back for the time being. He didn't understand. His warm eyes were full of doubts, "What?"
"Variety show, TV series, or movie?"
Ye Hansheng pulled out his hand, clamped his chin, and rubbed his thumb lightly on his pale lips.
Wen Run's ears became even redder, his eyes were foggy, but the fundus of his eyes was clear, his dull brain finally turned around, he shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "No."
Ye Hansheng's smile faded, and he almost said against his earlobe, "Isn't that just for nothing?"
The warm breath was on the sensitive auricles, Wen Run's face was blushing, and he wanted to tuck his head into his collar to hide.
He didn't make a sound, his attitude was almost acquiescence.
"Ye Hansheng never takes advantage of others in vain." With a sneer, Ye Hansheng raised his head forcefully, his gloomy gaze seemed to look into his heart through his eyes, "Choose one."
Wen Run still shook his head, looking at him with a pair of clean eyes. There was neither greed nor desire in him, and he was very pure, like an ignorant lamb who had no idea what kind of devil he was facing.
Ye Hansheng felt sick. Arguing about something with a child, he let go of his hand and lifted the child up from his lap. Sensing his intention, Wen Run stood up in a hurry, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, obediently and obediently.
Squeezing between his brows, Ye Han said irritably, "Go out."
Wen Run blinked his eyes, puzzled, "Don't you...?" It was too embarrassing to omit the words in the middle, and he said it like a mosquito.
Ye Hansheng almost laughed angrily at him, and waved him out.
Wen Run walked out step by step and turned his head three times. This was the first time he looked at Ye Hansheng so closely, and his eyes fell on his legs, feeling a little distressed.
Ye Hansheng didn't remember him. But this is also normal, he is just an inconspicuous one among so many poor students supported every year, and it is no surprise that he is forgotten. He tried his best to pass the exam from a remote mountain village, and then signed to Star Control Media. The reason is just to take a look at my benefactor and see if he is doing well.
Wen Run was born in a remote mountain village. There are three brothers and sisters in the family. In addition, the eight members of the grandparents' family depend on that little land to support them. They are really poor. Among Wen Runxing's third and fourth siblings, he was the only one who got good grades in elementary school. Father Wen gritted his teeth and admitted him to high school, and he also lived up to it. He was the first in the grade when he returned to the exam, but his mother had an illness in the second year of high school. The family's economy has completely collapsed. Just when Wen Run was gritting his teeth and preparing to drop out of school, Ye Hansheng appeared.
In his sophomore year of high school, Ye Hansheng was only twenty-four, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, and a tall figure. He smiled at the corner of his mouth when he spoke, and his deep and gentle voice was like the spring breeze blowing through willows in February. Surrounded enthusiastically by a group of school leaders, he handed over the scholarship to Wen Run under the flashing spotlight.
At that time, Wen Run was a representative of outstanding students and a representative of poor students.
The scholarship funded by Ye Hansheng allowed him to survive high school, was admitted to Q University, and became the only golden phoenix who flew out of the chicken coop in a remote mountain village.
It's a pity that such a good person had a car accident in the next year. Wen Run was in the third year of high school at that time, and only caught a glimpse of the short news on the school TV. He heard that the heir of the Ye Group had a car accident. The bloody man was put on a stretcher, and that news passed.
Later, he borrowed his classmate's mobile phone to search, and found out that it wasn't just Ye Hansheng who had the accident, but also Ye Hansheng's mother and sister. But I don't know any more detailed information, and there is no Internet.
Later, Wenrun was the champion of the city in the college entrance examination, and the school, the county and the city both gave out bonuses. He hesitated again and again, and filled out his choice to choose Q University, which was in the same city as Ye Hansheng.
In fact, there was no intersection in the four years of college. After the car accident, Ye Hansheng never participated in any charity activities, and he never showed his face in the news. Wen Run only knew that he was the president of Star Control Media.
Coincidentally, after graduating from university, he was looking for a job. When he passed by the office building of Star Media, he stopped for a while, and was spotted by his current agent, Song Li, who asked him if he had any intention to sign a contract.
Wen Run may not have been thinking clearly at the time, so he agreed by accident.
This contract is for five years.
He didn't come from a major, so he didn't understand many things. After signing the contract, Song Li arranged a lot of training courses for him. His daily task was to attend classes with the teacher, and he spent the rest of his time in class except for eating and sleeping. After working overtime and training for three months, Li Song put him in the crew, male number N. Wen Run himself is quite satisfied. He has always been a serious and down-to-earth person.
After running with two or three crews a few times, he slowly found a little fun in acting. He himself is a restrained person, but acting pays attention to the retraction and release of emotions. Between retraction and release, he interprets other people's lives. This feeling is very novel and fascinating. Even if he didn't want to see Ye Hansheng, he still wanted to cherish this job.
He never expected to have the opportunity to meet Ye Hansheng.
Compared with the past, Ye Hansheng has changed a lot, but Wen Run still remembers his smiling "Come on, don't give up" when he handed him the envelope containing the scholarship.
Because he has always insisted on that sentence, no matter what people in the company say in private that Ye Hansheng is moody and irritable, he is still willing to believe that Ye Hansheng is still the same Ye Hansheng, and that the essence of a person will not change with the years.
Sighing lightly, Wen Run rubbed his blushing face vigorously, calmed down his wandering thoughts, straightened his back and went back to the dormitory.
The dormitory was also arranged by the company, with three rooms and one living room. Apart from him, there were two other roommates, all of whom were new recruits under Song Li's subordinates.
As soon as he entered the dormitory, he was stopped by his roommate Lu Zhan, "Hey, I heard you were called to the office by Mr. Ye? What's the matter?" He winked and looked up and down Wen Run as he said, as if he wanted to see something different .
Mentioning this Wenrun's ears felt a little hot, and his confidence was not so strong, "No...why..."
Lu Zhan didn't believe it, "Then why did he suddenly find you?"
"..." Wen Run frowned and pursed his lips to think about the reason, and when he thought about his ears getting hotter, he was not good at lying, and after a long silence, Lu Zhan could see something, and he wanted to continue asking when he stared, but was caught Shen Muxun was blocked by a word, "Lu Zhan, why are you talking so much today?"
Shen Muxun is the biggest in the dormitory, and the one who has been in the Star Field for the longest time. He has a serious personality and doesn't talk much, but he takes good care of his two roommates, so Lu Zhan has always been a little jealous of him, and secretly complained to Wen Run that he reminds him of high school when he sees him The Dean of Students, has a shadow.
Lu Zhan rolled his eyes and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, the two brothers put their gentle shoulders on each other and said, "Brother Song said that there is a dinner for you to prepare tomorrow. It seems that there is a role suitable for you. I will have dinner with the director tomorrow to make a film." Let's meet, and if you are satisfied, you will have a job to do."
Wen Run's debut has been more than a year and there is still no splash. The few roles Song Li arranged for him have attracted some fans, but that's all, he is a real little transparent. Song officials saw that he had good looks and good temperament before, so he wanted to praise him, but when he came here, he only had such a few resources in his hands, so it was possible to let Wen Run show his face, but it was too difficult to rely on this to become popular. Secondly, it may be that Wen Run really didn't have such a life. Song officials were frying and frying in a fancy style, but they couldn't splash the water.
After a long time, the Song official became tired and gradually wanted to give up on him. Although he was good-looking, it was not surprising that handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment circle were like fish in a river. Wen Run, who was vaguely abandoned, has been idle for more than two months.
Lu Zhan knew that his family's conditions were not good, and when he heard that Song officials were finally going to arrange a job for him, he was as happy as if he had a job, and dragged him to pick out clothes for tomorrow's dinner.
The author has something to say: Little Theater, Mr. Ye: Let’s be blunt, I want to sneak into you.
Wen Run (bows her head shyly): ...Okay, okay.
President Ye: