Chapter 59: 59th

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11:30, February 14, 2013.
Mei Shengyao stood beside Mei Heng and bowed deeply to everyone in the clamor and flash.
Huo Jian stood at the door and raised his eyebrows to stare at Pei Ruye who crossed his fingers.
They knew that their teammates were waiting behind the scenes.
Regardless of the outcome of the process, they will become their backs and shoulders and will never let go.
"The situation is not optimistic." Xu Dong used the electronic pen to call up the current data, and the voice was cold: "This year, except for the second-tier and third-tier entertainment companies, four men's groups have already or are ready to debut."
Rum White, light-colored boy, FOX, and CEKO.
"If CORONA now suspends work for two months for buffering," she looked at Jiang Shu with a disgruntled look: "At the same time that the exposure has plummeted, we will offend many partners because this is a breach of contract."
The work of artists is basically completed half a year to a year in advance, and even if the reserved time is interspersed in the gap, it will not be as long as two months.
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She increased her tone again and looked at the crowd.
"Now even if Mei Sheng is asked to go to the camera and cry a few times, his career will be safer than that of the world!"
"Two months is indeed too long." Jiang Shu originally planned to use this point as smoke // bomb: "One month, at least one month."
Today, news of Wen Feng’s derailment and divorce will continue to burst, and Mei Sheng can’t feel dull pain in a short time.
Anything will wait for the emergency to end before the feeling of separation and separation is gradually clear.
Breaking up in love, the death of a loved one, the divorce of parents, and the sudden fall, all of this.
Jiang Shu is from here, and he can't be more clear about this matter.
"We need to give Yaoyao some more time," Jiang Shu repeatedly emphasized this point: "He is only 17 years old today."
Seniors looked at each other and discussed the pros and cons.
Huo Jian knows that he has no right to speak, just sitting on behalf of CORONA at this moment.
He looked up at the pale tables laid out on the PPT, pursing his lips without saying anything.
More people are waiting for Pei Ruye's statement. As one of the shareholders, he is more authoritative and more visionary.
The man finally spoke.
"Huo Jian. What do you think?"
The teenager looked up at him, his eyes fixed.
"One month." Huo Jian looked to everyone around him: "Adjust the time for making albums and vacations, some activities need to be cancelled."
This choice is nothing new. Everyone nodded after listening perfunctoryly, but still not appeased.
"However, in this month, SPF can produce a program, linking TV stations and official websites." Huo Jian's ten-fingered fingers unfolded and clicked on the table, his eyes were dignified: "Temporary endorsement and sponsorship of // interference can all be done. Getting the advertisement and title of this program is equivalent to double the compensation."
Pei Ruye didn't move, and her lips smiled.
Huo Jian is less than twenty. For the first time speaking in front of a group of directors, it is inevitable that he will be nervous.
He sensed the teacher's silent approval, and he was much more confident.
"Where do you get a show now?!" Another uncle frowned: "It's whimsical."
"We don't need more investment and expense, we have ready-made program material." Huo Jian deep breathed: "Today is also the first anniversary of CORONA's debut, should have prepared gifts."
"We can put CORONA's original selection process, group selection, and training videos of different stages of each member out to make a fan-secret show."
Pei Ru also looked at the other two high-level seniors who were hesitant, and reached out and pushed a USB stick out.
"This is a planning case previously written by my assistant."
Not only is the editing design of the program link, the size and details are available, the database has been authorized to be transferred out.
Are you even planning a case? !
Shu Dong and Zhang Dong changed their attitudes at the same time, and immediately took a USB flash drive to read the contents.
"Have you prepared this matter long ago?" She surprised: "How come Jiang Shu never told me?"
The idea came out of the child's mouth, and she still had some concerns in her heart.
But Pei Ruye has even made plans here, and things are basically stable, and may even be a turning point.
Jiang Shu didn't expect this trick at all. He raised his head and hammered Huo Jian: "Your kid kept the hand with boss Pei without telling me? Do you know how nervous I was just now?"
Huo Jian would have such a coincidence in thinking about it.
He used to come to this meeting completely because the employee representatives did not intervene. Today, everything is urgent. He is also temporarily thinking of a countermeasure-it is exactly the same as Pei Ru.
In order to avoid disputes and review in the future, SPF has left many archives of video materials for undebuted entertainers. From time to time, they will also ask them questions in public relations classes and interview simulations.
It just happens to be a large free material library, which is definitely the best choice to save money and make money.
The explanations in the U disk are detailed and vivid, making the audience positioning and expected effects clear.
"I made the posters at noon today, and the picture directly took the photo of the six people who had been spared before," Pei Ru also seemed to assume that everyone who was present by default had already agreed to the plan, and began to dispatch troops without thinking.
"It's just a month delay, the concert time doesn't need to be changed, less time can speed up the group shooting speed, the schedule will not change much."
"This show just happens to do a popularity survey to match the charts, compare their appearances six years ago and three years later, and at the same time pre-warm up the lottery tickets."
"All spokespersons affected can participate in the show by 40% to 20% off, but the title must be renegotiated."
Qi Ding is dealing with a higher-level group meeting, where boss Pei is in full control.
"Any decision must be made by me and Shu Dong. The company's employees are not allowed to accept any private interview without permission."
"Captain," he raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Jian. The cold voice finally showed a smile: "You have done a good job."
"Go back and take care of them. I'll wait for your third album."
Huo Jian bowed quickly and retreated after being confirmed by Jiang Shu.
He walked alone through the underground passage and walked back against the light in silence.
He suddenly realized that he hadn't grown up enough.
The position of captain is destined to become the pillar of six people, including his own.
It must not be fragile, hesitant, or shaken.
Huo Jian stopped in front of the elevator door, subconsciously took a long sigh of relief, his shoulders and neck lines relaxed a lot.
Fortunately, the man was there.
Everyone usually calls him Pei Boss, but he wears a loose coat to dance and guide the program, and looks more like a teacher.
Only in the weekly meeting and today, Huo Jian will see the other side of this man.
It is a mature and thoughtful businessman.
It is also a leader of insight.
The elevator jingled to open the door, and the teenager stepped in and pressed seventeen, slowly closing his eyes as he leaned against the wall.
Fortunately, the teacher is here.
At the same time that Mei Heng's divorce statement came out, CORONA officially released the latest event broadcast.
The official website forum will jointly broadcast the latest program-"Birthday of the Crown" with Xinghongtai!
Many gem sisters are still in the upper state, rushed over and prepared to spray.
When is it time to let Yaoyao do the show! Have you considered his feelings! !
Was it too bad to celebrate the team’s first anniversary at this time? ! Don't you know how uncomfortable people are! !
However, as soon as the poster opened, the whole group instantly entered the state of true fragrance.
Four years ago, six young trainees stood in front of the camera, looking embarrassed and clever.
Behind them, there are six proud young men whose temperaments have completely transformed, and their control can jump out across the screen.
"Is this twelve-year-old Yaoyao! The little one is so cute!!!"
"What! Can the selection process of trainees be shown to us publicly!!! How did Kang Kang and Huo kill me to get TOP!!!"
"The fifteen-year-old Chi Ji is so soft. I want to RUA! If you have the ability to show the trailer, you can show the movie today!!!"
CORONA's official blog also began to put their photos four years ago super obediently.
One copy per hour is full of awkward memories.
Thin Ju, who practiced dancing awkwardly in the middle of the night alone, Xie Lianyun, who fell asleep next to the lemon tea, Huo Jian, who was skipping rope in the fire tunnel, was still standing on the Broadway stage Ji Ji -
At nine o'clock in the evening, the SPF side urgently finalized the title of the show, and the pilot film of "Crown's Birthday" was released on Weibo.
@CORONA: Want to uncover the whole process of the selection of the Crown Group, listen to the behind-the-scenes evaluation and memories of the agents, see the pure white boy who sweated his dreams four years ago-forward this Weibo, you can also participate in the concert & ; Crown coupon draw! -Video link
As soon as the video opens, it is the black and white picture of Mei Shengyao participating in the separate assessment.
The ten-year-old boy stood in front of a panel of judges, and his brisk posture with his arms spread out quickly coincided with the present moment.
He has a special identity and was protected by his father behind the camera.
At the same time since childhood, he has also experienced brutal training that ordinary people do not have.
Then got the full score of the first assessment.
Immediately followed by Xie Lianyun, Bo Jue, and Chi Ji.
Four years ago, they were still in Hainan, Tiannan, Hainan, and they were picked up by Uncle Jiang from home and abroad.
I threw an internet cafe box full of table snacks, Vienna Gold // backstage of the hall, rehearsal hall in the West End of London.
"Lao Qi told me to bring me a boy group at the time," the agent in the camera waved a cigarette and said: "Why am I doing that kind of ghost thing, a group of half-big boys have to annoy me dead."
"Without or without, I might as well go fishing if I have that time."
The four core members were laid one after another, and national recruitment began.
Long Ji took the 3A score at the opening, and the judges temporarily found a blank registration form to ask his name.
"What? Longji? The longhair in the news more than a decade ago?"
Then Huo Jian, fifteen years old, appeared in front of the camera.
He was wearing a worn and dirty school uniform and did not notice the existence of the camera at all.
"I can't dance." The teenager said with his head down.
"Will radio gymnastics do?" A magnetic voice came from outside the picture: "Come here."
The boy was leaning silently, with green paint on his trousers.
When he raised his head again, the picture suddenly changed back to color, and he was the unparalleled idol standing at the center of the concert stage, and his eyes were dancing.
"I'm yours--"
"Only one emperor crown!!!"
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Just one and a half minutes of the leaderboard immediately smashed Weibo.
Wen Feng's enthusiasm for this matter was high, and a large number of visitors began to come along and look for her son.
Then there are marketing numbers listed for comparison, editing photos of Mei Shengyao at the age of 12 and 17 to see the different appearances of the same person.
Mei Shengyao's eyes were tenacious at the press conference, and his facial features were gradually opening.
Jun Lang came out and was already a bright boy.
Crown's word of mouth began to pick up quickly.
In the early hours of this morning, all kinds of malicious malicious speculations still tied the team to that scandal and humiliated them. Now the situation is turned again, and passers-by have begun to speak.
A short video is enough for them to understand a lot.
"I didn't expect that they have been preparing for their debut for so long... It has been training for three and a half years, really fake? It feels so hard!"
"I didn't chase the stars before. Today I watched the trailer and suddenly the honey juice moved, and I feel so cool to be an idol!!"
"Huo Jian watched the woo woo program quickly when he was fifteen, so I can make money!!"
"I thought this was the hype between the two of the Mei family, and now I really feel sorry for them... so young, I came out to train and select, and I encountered this kind of thing in the first anniversary of my debut... Oh, Wenfeng be yourself."
The major sponsors have helped to increase the forwarding prizes. The video forwarding volume jumped from 5,000 to 30,000 and then to more than 100,000. Hot search topics also followed the rankings and entered the top three.
Mei Heng forwarded this news generously, with a gesture of blessing to bless his son's bright future, getting better and better.
The name Wen Feng was finally untied from them overnight, and has nothing to do with it ever since.
The serial celebrations of the CORONA Anniversary are done without leaks. The album photo album and idols around the concert are all pushed together. Instead, they took advantage of today’s negative situation to transfer all the traffic.
Who can refuse such handsome and hard-working teenagers?
Not only is it not a loss, it is still making a fortune.
There were two second-tier and third-tier brands who were firmly committed to endorsement with Jiang Shutui in the early hours of this morning. At this time, they saw the limelight and said that they would turn around, and they shyly wanted to come back and cooperate again.
Jiang Shu sent them five words before hanging up the phone: "Get your mother's egg!"
While the program was aired one after another to retain the exposure, Crown Six returned to the 17th floor and continued to enter the stage of album production discussion.
There are all kinds of ideas, and the last word is not settled.
Mei Shengyao's condition has improved a lot since he came back, and he rarely spoke.
Huo Jian looked in his eyes, but could not help him.
Some injuries can only heal slowly with time.
Huo Jian entered the creative state, but found nothing to write, and slept very lightly at night.
When he came out of the piano room at 3:30 in the morning, the southern living room quietly did not turn on the lights.
The moonlight fell on the wooden floor and elongated the shadow of the boy by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Huo Jian stood in the dark corridor, watching Mei Shengyao leaning against the window, and didn't walk past for a while.
He remembered that he also had such a dark night.
Drowsiness was disturbed by emotions, and thoughts swallowed and expanded like an abyss.
Maybe this is the way to grow.
There was a door opening not far away.
Ji Ji walked out with a yawn, holding a transparent milk glass in his hand.
"Yaoyao?" Instead of seeing Huo Jian, he was almost startled by Mei Shengyao's back.
"Master," Mei Sheng looked sideways at him, his voice tired: "I... can't sleep."
Ji Ji put down the glass and walked over to gently rub his soft hair.
"Still thinking about those things?"
"Huh." Mei Shengyao held his knees and continued to look at the night sky, his cheeks next to the cold glass.
"Master, I seem to be trapped by something."
Ji Ji squatted beside him for a long time, and suddenly said: "I sing to you."
There is a pure white grand piano next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Bo Jue used to practice music here.
He wiped his hands clean and sat on the piano stool. He looked at Mei Shengyao again and pointed the piano sound alternately forward like a spring.
A clear voice rang.
"Youknowthesunisinyoureyes
Do you know there is a hot sun in your eyes
Andhurricanesandrains, blackandcloudyskies."
There are hurricanes and torrential rains, and there are dark clouds
Huo Jian took a breath, remembering that he had not heard Chi Ji sing alone for a long time.
He seemed to be back to the year he was a trainee, listening to his feelings in the dark.
Like chanting and telling, every word can be conveyed to the bottom of my heart, embracing his low emotions, and completely dissolving the depression and sorrow.
"Yourerunningupanddownthathill.Youturnitonandoffatwill.
You cross the hill and relax freely
Theresnothingheretothrillorbringyoudown."
There is nothing here that will make you feel terrified
Mei Sheng hugged himself tightly against the window, unconsciously staring at the rising and falling black and white piano keys, and gradually fell asleep.
Several other dormitories quietly opened the door one after another. Bo Jue asked the captain what was going on. Huo Jian walked back to them with a smile and went to find a suitable blanket.
He wanted to hear more.
Every time I heard Chi Ji singing, it was as if my heart was being embraced.
"Ohboy, luckyhasledyouhere
Lucky has led you here
Andtheyresotwistedup. Theylltwistyouup, Ifear
They reverse right and wrong, I am afraid you will be put in danger
Thepious, hatefulanddevout.Youreturningtrickstilyoureturnedout"
Hypocritical piety and hatred, let you cover yourself up with the law
Huo Jian walked over holding the blanket.
Mei Shengyao hadn't slept well for many days. At this moment, he saw his brother coming and obediently let aside.
Huo Jian wrapped him and himself in a blanket, snuggled by the window under the moon, and slept together in the sound of this peaceful piano.
All tiredness and forbearance are being forgiven.
"Andifyouvegotnootherchoice
If you have no choice
Youknowyoucanfollowmyvoice
You can still follow my voice
Throughthedarkturnsandnoiseofthiswickedlittletown"
Walking through the hustle and bustle of the dark alleys of this strange town...
Chi Ji looked at them and smiled, and the gentle singing repeated again, guiding them away from the darkest moments in their inner memories and going to a more peaceful and warm dream.
Bo Jue walked over lightly and added a thin blanket to the two teenagers.
Ji Ji played many times, and gradually stopped when he sang his voice dumbly.
Huo Jian and Mei Sheng breathe evenly from afar, leaning on each other to warm each other, and are gently sheltered by the moonlight.
Chi Ji quietly covered the keys and walked back to the other three.
"Good to hear." Long Ji said softly: "You also take a rest early."
The four of them embraced each other and said good night together.
When Chaoyang awakened Huo Blade again, Mei Shengyao nestled beside his shoulder.
"Brother, sleep a little longer." The teenager murmured holding him: "I love you."
Huo Jian bowed his head and kissed him.
"Good dream."
-3-
A total of fourteen plans were written for the third album, and finally everyone unanimously approved the common ideas of Huo Jian and Chi Ji.
And named it "William".
Keep the homophony six, representing each of them.
The first two albums are mostly interpreted in traditional mode. Most of the tunes are based on Huo Jian, and the six people sing and dance together according to different themes.
"But the C position can also be done by different people." Huo Jian holds the ink pen and writes the names of different people on the whiteboard: "Everyone should have highlight moments, and the other five people set off for him."
"That is to say, in this album, each of us can express ourselves with two songs?"
"Yeah." Huo Jian smiled: "Isn't the variety show that Uncle Jiang designed for us the same?"
When six people get together, they share a brilliant light.
And highlighting each person individually can actually have a unique charm.
"How about each person in one color," Bo Ju raised his hand: "I want blue!"
Long Ji sighed a long way: "Mr. Xiaobo, how can you rob me?"
Bo Jue stared at him blankly.
"I want dark coffee." Long Jia raised his hand. "Dark coffee is especially suitable for handsome men like me."
Xie Lianyun chose silver, and Mei Shengyao was golden.
When Koike's turn came, the teenager was a little embarrassed to lie on the table.
"Can... use pink..."
"Yes, it must be." Bo Ju said without hesitation: "Sakura Dolphin Ice Cream, these are perfect for you!"
Xie Lianyun beeps in a small voice: "...Yan Kong also said so fresh."
"I'll choose pink for the captain," Chi Jixiao's cheeks are reddish: "Thank you Ju."
They went to the piano study room to write songs and play guitar, and judged what could be explored to deepen the resonance between the team and the individual.
Huo Jian stayed at the table to write a plan, rubbing his forehead for a long time.
He has unconsciously worried about many things recently.
Past, present, Future.
Whether the current album can win the award, the number of competitors is still increasing. What day will he wait to win the award in the future, what should he do for CORONA...
Once the consciousness of the captain clearly took root, the burden on the shoulder suddenly became much heavier.
He has given priority to accompany them to write songs and chords.
Every time I took out the staff, my mind was blank.
I couldn't sleep peacefully at night.
The floor-to-ceiling windows on the 17th floor were left for Mei Shengyao.
Juveniles often calm their minds there, and occasionally sleep there holding a plush shark.
Huo Jian opened the door quietly and went to the 16th floor.
There was chaos in his mind, many things were clueless, only floating anxiety.
It was half past one in the morning, and the lights on the 16th floor were still on.
And very lively.
Huo Jian's emotions were still depressed in front of the elevator. When he came out, he seemed to suddenly enter the disco. The ceiling shook with the floor, and there were people cheering and screaming. The atmosphere was too bad.
The teenager tilted his head and looked at the honeycomb glass house, wondering what they were doing at this point.
The dance room was full of people. Teacher Wei whistleed loudly in his coat, and there were two people dancing in the middle.
Wait, isn’t that the teacher’s coat?
Huo Jian moved a few steps forward.
Then I saw Pei Ruye wearing a tight black T.
The man is dancing with a black brother SOLO. At this moment, he is completely in a state of dripping with sweat. The sweat will tighten the lines and outline the sweeping.
Huo Jian followed Pei Ru for nearly three years, and saw him for the first time without a coat.
Then the heart beats and the throat is dry.
Too much.
Pei Ruye is tall and handsome, with stretched muscles and tight lines. The mermaid line and the shoulder line are all so peculiar that all fitness instructors can boast about 3,000 sentences.
And the whole person is incorporated into the dance.
Locking's free and easy, Popping's Merry and Suspicious, and Hip-hop's unrestrained wildness, are displayed in the wind and drums, and the lines of the whole body are also blooming, which is completely explicit at this moment.
This man has a very aggressive appeal.
The eyes are like spirits and the outline is like a blade.
He was swaying and spinning, and all the dancers in the room were cheering and whistling loudly.
The explosive drums followed the explosion like a blast of lightning, and the black carp next to him stood up and shrugged to admit defeat.
"Yooooooo--"
Pei Ruye also turned around, and there was meandering sweat dripping down the neck.
The angle at which he stopped just saw Huo Jian.
Huo Jian took a step back subconsciously, feeling that he was not at the right time.
Pei Ru also waved his hands to indicate that everyone was off work and took the ice water thrown by Wei Jie and came out.
The men and women of the dance company were gradually separated, and many people were still turning their heads to stare at his back with a narrow waist.
The man was getting closer and closer to him, breathing with a hormonal feeling after exercise.
"How come?"
Huo Jian controlled himself not to look at the deep lines of his chest muscles.
"Teacher." His voice was disguised calmly: "You put on your clothes first, don't be cold."
He used to think that Pei Ru didn't take off his clothes easily, but now he sincerely hopes to get dressed before talking.
In the end, it’s a young age that hasn’t been in love.
Pei Ru did not answer, unscrew the mineral water bottle and said: "Can't sleep?"
"...Temporarily come to practice dancing only." Huo Jian does not recognize.
The man smiled lightly and did not take it off, and iced his face outside the water bottle.
"Wait here for me, ten minutes."
He turned to take a bath and change clothes, leaving Huo Jian standing alone.
The teenager hadn't slept well for several days, and was suddenly short-circuited by his brain, and it took only half a minute to relax.
Waiting for you? Where to go?
You said wait for me?
Why?
Then the phone didn't play, and An quietly held his breath and waited for ten minutes.
I don’t know what’s going on.
Pei Ru also changed clothes and came out exactly ten minutes before returning to the previous OVERSIZE outfit.
"Leave." He rubbed his hair with a dry towel and was in a good mood: "Take you to supper."
"Uncle Jiang doesn't--"
"Jiang Shu can't control me." Pei Ru has also entered the elevator: "Come here."
Huo Jian followed him, his little temper was inexplicable: "I'm not hungry."
"I'm neither sleepy nor upset." Pei Ru also went well: "Everything is good, so I went downstairs and wandered around at two in the middle of the night."
Huo Jian suddenly realized that he was still wearing big T-shirts and shorts, reaching for the 17th floor: "I can't leave the company like this."
However, the elevator has been lowered to the ninth floor.
"Calm." The man froze his profile with ease, as if teasing the wolf puppet: "What do you want to eat?"
"Not hungry."
"Then soup dumplings."
The light in the elevator was bright, Huo Jian glanced at his coat again, his eyes caught by the man.
"Did you see clearly just now?"
The wolf turned his head and refused to deal with him.
The elevator is parked on the ground floor, and the parking lot here belongs to the SPF high-level, full of luxury cars.
Huo Jian subconsciously found where he was sleeping in the original nest. Pei Ru also stood in front of a long row of sports cars and pulled out the key, highlighting a bright red Bugatti.
"You aren't usually this one." Huo Jian pointed to the other one on the right side: "Willn't you drive this today?"
"This row belongs to me." Pei Ru also swayed the car key slowly: "So you like that one?"
"It doesn't matter." Huo blade was expressionless: "I can afford it anyway."
Don't show off.
When they drove out, they really met the trailing squat paparazzi. However, the boss Pei was used to drag racing in the middle of the night, copying a few drifts from the overpass to the overpass and flicking down, and no one could keep up.
"Feeder." The teenager grasped the armrest with one hand, and the lines on the back of his hand were neat and beautiful: "I won't leave it alone."
The man turned the steering wheel half a circle with one hand, and Xinshou rubbed his broken hair.
"This year is a lot of speech."
When it arrived at its destination, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The location is a night market snack street in a remote suburb. The construction workers who are just off work are coming and going. The oily and meaty flavors are mixed together, and there is a very simple and simple atmosphere.
Huo Jian started his closed training at SPF for two and a half years. Since his debut, he has not been separated from the role of CAIN, and their connections with Aunt Chen Xiaoyan and Lu have become less and less.
There is really no time. Every day I get on and off the plane to shoot magazine recordings.
He once again set foot on this muddy path and walked into the hustle and bustle of smoke, and he suddenly returned to his original illusion.
The aunts looked at the hot and spicy cauldron with one hand, and watched the squid on the other. The workers sat at the small table and ate leek dumplings. In the distance, the light box of the deep-fried dumpling meat Yuanxiao had some bad contact.
No one here knows who he is and will not look at them more.
Pei Ruye also led Huo Jian through the muddy alleys, found a place beside the fried noodle stall, and asked him for a shrimp soup.
Huo Jian was used to restraining his appetite, but he was hungry all the way, and he drank his iced green bean paste soup without talking.
"It's still too stubborn." Pei Ru also looked at him with his chin, and asked himself a plate of beef fried noodles.
The soup bag is served first, with vinegar, which is fresh and hot.
Huo Jian didn't eat overnight supper for many years. Before moving the chopsticks, he watched Pei Ruye more alertly.
"Promise not to tell Uncle Jiang." The man raised his hands: "I am an accomplice."
The teenager was relieved and tried to bite through a small mouth dipped in vinegar for soup.
The bun was very hot, he ate slowly, and tiny sweat beads were steamed from his forehead.
The esophagus and gastrointestinal tract were controlled by chicken breast protein powder for too long, and the smell of umami was so happy that I wanted to sing hymns for the soup.
Soon the steamed fried noodles were served, and a bowl of radish and tofu soup was also included.
Pei Ru also asked for a clean dish, pushed the tofu soup in front of Huo Jian, and opened a can of Budweiser for himself.
"A little more fried noodles?"
The teenager looked at him slowly.
The man laughed and gave him most of the plate.
Huo Jian has made up his mind to skip 8,000 ropes after eating, gradually forgetting these burdens, and concentrate on feeling the smoothness of beef.
"I always feel that you are not the same as other teachers."
"Specifically?"
"Age, identity, talk." Huo Jian moves gracefully, and his brain is sober and calm: "It's not like twenty-four or five years old."
Uncle Jiang talked to most people straight, but with a little respect in front of Pei Ruye and President Qi.
Although the uncle looked at the market, he was not greedy for money or admiration for power. He spoke politely to the director general just to pave the way for CORONA.
"Well... it's a long story." Pei Ru also said slowly: "The dog's blood is vulgar."
The wolf puffed up and stopped eating: "I know."
"My grandfather is an old overseas Chinese in Los Angeles." The man did not shy away, sipped his lips and looked at the lights in the depths of Long Lane. TV mobile terminal https://m.biqugetv.com/
He mentioned these things, and his tone of play was like telling a joke.
"When my grandfather died, a dozen uncle relatives wanted to compete with my dad for family property."
"My dad has a simple mind and only likes to be a screenwriter. I didn't expect to be swept away by my brother one day."
"The three of us were standing on the street at that time, all over the body were brand-name, but still trembling with cold.
Huo Jian slowly put down the chopsticks and subconsciously said: "At that time... how old are you?"
"Nine years old." Pei Ru also propped his chin, and wrote down lightly: "Later, I accompanied them to take back their property, and gradually began to learn to invest and do business, and then it will be today."
Huo Jian thinks this story is not right.
"how did you do it?"
Pei Ru also raised the back of his hand to wipe off the sweat beads on his forehead, the fragrance of the ocean seemed to be absent.
The teenager did not dodge, but felt the fleeting warm contact.
He thinks he smells good.
"Yeah." The man stared at him and chuckled.
"Maybe just like you."