Chapter 281: Yan Jiahui's troubles

Chapter 281: Yan Jiahui's Trouble
At eleven o'clock, Zhou Yang finally sent Chen Yueqi to the door of the house, and Chen Lu had been waiting in the living room for a long time.
After bidding farewell, Xiaoqi locked herself back when she returned to the room, breathing quickly against the door.
Zhou Yang let her go...or rather, Zhou Yang had no intention of possessing her from the beginning.
She took the initiative to give Zhou Yang the first kiss, but Zhou Yang didn't respond much, but touched her head to let her go home earlier.
However, in Xiaoqi's view, no rejection is a good start.
...
This night, Chen Yueqi was excited and sleepless.
Zhou Yang has been busy.
"Teacher, where can this dish be improved?" Yang Xiaodong was crying in the training room.
After returning from the revolving restaurant, Zhou Yang grabbed her and started to practice.
The beautiful name is that for the inheritance of the teacher, we must give her a small stove.
My is pitiful, I made a slice of fish-flavored pork over and over 18 times, and now Yang Xiaodong feels vomiting when he smells the scent of fish.
"It's not for you to improve, but for you to find a feeling of familiarity." Zhou Yang smiled faintly. "The graduation dish of a chef must have shredded pork with fish flavor. This definitely makes sense..."
"I admit it makes sense, but teacher, I can't lift my hand anymore." Yang Xiaodong pitifully stretched out his right hand to show Zhou Yang.
After a glance, Zhou Yang was stunned.
Yang Xiaodong's wrist was a little swollen.
"I have been practicing wrist strength these days, and I really can't hold it today." Yang Xiaodong cried.
"Okay!" Zhou Yang blamed himself a little, but he didn't find the little apprentice's problem, and he was still trying to measure her.
"You go back to the house and rest. I will give you a massage before going to bed, and the swelling will disappear tomorrow." Zhou Yang suddenly remembered that his magic hand skills have been useless for a long time, especially for this kind of muscle damage.
"Teacher, do you still massage?" Yang Xiaodong was surprised.
"Well, you should prepare before you go back, and call me at that time!" Zhou Yang smiled and said, "My technique works quickly, but the person being massaged will feel a little strange. You have to be psychologically prepared."
Before going to bed that night, Yang Xiaodong tasted the power of the "Magic Hand" skill.
Yes, the swelling of the wrist almost subsided at that time.
But another impulse in Yang Xiaodong's heart slowly rose.
Yang Xiaodong, who has been in the back kitchen since he was a child, and is regarded as a brother by many chefs, is the first time that a girl's careful thoughts have moved.
Zhou Yang received a call from Wei Feifei before going to bed and asked him to come out for dinner at noon the next day.
While Zhou Yang was still wondering if there were any other arrangements, Officer Wei said domineeringly about the time and place and hung up the phone.
...
At noon the next day, when he arrived at the door of the hotel, Wei Feifei told Zhou Yang that Yan Jiahui was also here.
"Really?" Zhou Yang said lightly.
To him, Yan Jiahui was just a former task target, and the two sides lost contact after the cooperation ended.
"Don't sullen your face, Jiahui's situation is not so good recently. I asked her out to relax." Wei Feifei said helplessly.
It turned out that after the end of the cooperation with Zhou Yang, Yan Jiahui had been popular for a while, and also launched the second and third programs, but the response was not very good. Magic is inherently incomparable with singing and dancing variety shows, and good shows need to be polished slowly.
And Yan Jiahui was so impatient that she wanted to take advantage of the fire to get herself to the next level, running announcements everywhere, and naturally less time to polish the program.
There is another key reason.
There is no Zhou Yang.
You know, when the first show was launched, Zhou Yang brought the skill pack of the world's top magician, the kind of casual and tacit understanding Yan Jiahui never encountered afterwards.
It is understandable to slowly return to silence.
"Recently, Jiahui has always wanted to find an agent, but there is no suitable one to choose... It is also very annoying. It will be even more difficult to wait for a while until the heat has passed completely. Zhou Yang, you talk to her, I think she can listen to you!"
"Listen to me? Forget it!" Zhou Yang laughed.
I took the initiative to help her before, but was misunderstood by her and sent a good person card!
...
Pushing open the door of the box on the first floor, Yan Jiahui was already sitting in the room.
"How about Jiahui, I have been talking about you recently, saying that I didn't have time to thank you at that time. I always wanted to find a chance to have a meal and chat, let's have a piece today!" Wei Feifei smiled and sat down.
"Long time no see!" Zhou Yang said hello with a smile.
"Yeah, it's been a long time!" Yan Jiahui was obviously a little guilty, "I was too busy a while ago and I haven't had time."
Wei Feifei immediately explained to her girlfriends: "Zhou Yang, you don’t know, now Jiahui is almost becoming a variety show, what kind of happy base, study hard, outstanding Xia people, she has been on these shows, she is called the most beautiful The devil..."
"Feifei, don't talk nonsense!" Yan Jiahui said blankly, "that's all fans screaming."
Although she had a smile on her face, her eyes were sad.
I saw hope when I just started my career and encountered a bottleneck. It was really troublesome.
"Really, that's a big star, should I ask for an autograph?" Zhou Yang quipped.
"Zhou Yang, I don't know what to tell you except thank you." Yan Jiahui was very cautious.
She was not a good talker, and she didn't meet Zhou Yang for a while, and her words were a little strange.
Zhou Yang said calmly: "The person you should be thankful for is yourself, so hard, so hard, I just gave you a light push, don't worry about it."
Wei Feifei secretly gave a thumbs up, watching Zhou Yang's words in the world, saying it beautifully.
Before, Yan Jiahui told Wei Feifei everything Zhou Yang had done for her.
At that time, Officer Wei joked: "If I can meet a man who treats me this way, I am afraid I will ask him to marry me directly. Besides, Zhou Yang is so handsome and so rich..."
But Yan Jiahui was a little anxious at that time, Wei Feifei could only change the subject quickly.
On this occasion today, thanks to Wei Feifei's efforts, the atmosphere slowly became harmonious.
However, Zhou Yang started to answer the phone continuously. All the calls came from the brokerage company. They wanted to talk to Zhou Yang about the contract. Zhou Yang said whatever the number of years was divided into...
Zhou Yang wanted to have a good meal, and in the end he could only put the phone on silent mode, with the screen facing down on the table.
"Zhou Yang, you are also on fire!" Wei Feifei looked at him and said quietly.
Zhou Yang smiled and said: "It's just the best male actor in a foreign film festival. I really don't think I'm so popular!"
Yan Jiahui forced a smile and said: "Now so many brokerage companies are looking for you, it shows that they are very optimistic about your future. Look at me, people who find brokerage companies ignore me... This is a comparison."
What else can Zhou Yang say, he can only comfort a few words, say some words of encouragement that do not hurt or itchy.
At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in with a smile.
Yan Jiahui's face suddenly collapsed.
"Why? I'm not welcome?" The man was thirty-five-six, ordinary-looking, with a faint mockery on his lips.
He sat down beside Zhou Yang unceremoniously, took a teacup and took a sip of water.
"Jiahui, it's no way for you to avoid me all the time. Let's make a contract today, otherwise, in a while, your worth will fall further!"