I'm the only one in the whole world who thinks I'm Gong [Entertainment Circle]

Gu Yingdi, who was chilled by the sudden cold water, looked up at the shower that was still spraying water continuously, thought for a while, then stretched his arms, stroking the nozzle that was stained with water drops with his fingers , take it down and check it out.

Jiang Xie, who was caught off guard and held him upright: ...

His entire shower shivered, and the sprayed water instantly became scalding hot, half hot and half cold, frantically pumping out the water like a draft, like an octopus shooting ink out with a bulging belly.

This shit!

What the hell!

It was rare for Jiang Xie to have the urge to swear.

He subconsciously wanted to touch a toffee in his pocket to calm down, but then he realized that he had neither a pocket nor a hand to grab things, and even every violent emotional fluctuation in his heart could only make the sprayed water change. more hastily.At this moment, Gu Min had already checked the shower in his hand, and after hesitating for a while, he hung it back on the wall, and started to fill the bathtub with water.

Then, his fingers touched the edge of the wet trousers.

Jiang Xie suddenly felt bad.

Although they were all men, he wasn't interested yet, so he went to just grab anyone and watch the bird's nest.

Even if it is said to be a strange species with a length of 20cm, he doesn't want to see it with his own eyes at all!

"Hey, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a master? Do you know the core values ​​of socialism? Wealthy, strong, democratic, civilized and harmonious—wait a minute, brother, let me warn you, you'd better keep your hands away from your underwear—— —”

It's too late.

After being forced to see a complete Jiangxie brand shower, he sprayed himself into Huangguoshu Waterfall angrily.

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Half an hour later, actor Gu's manager knocked on the door with a maintenance worker. He stood at the door of the bathroom with his arms folded, poked his head inside, and said in disbelief, "Brother Gu, how did you manage to clean up half the bathroom?" Are they all flooded?"

Gu Min's hair was still dripping with water, but the expression on his face was still calm and indifferent, and he briefly explained: "The shower is broken."

Fang Mingjie, the manager, was obviously used to his temper for a long time, and he didn't find it strange to hear this concise answer. Knowing that he didn't like others talking too much, he just waited quietly outside with his arms folded.After a while, the maintenance worker who was also sprayed with a cold heart came out wet and wiped his face: "Brother, did your family catch a jellyfish to use as a shower?"

The spray of water was like a tsunami.

Fang Mingjie asked: "Where is it broken?"

"I really don't see it," said the maintenance man. "There is no problem anywhere. I changed the shower for you. As a result, you can see that the spray is more violent than before-this may be the problem of the pipeline. Or put Have you taken the pipe apart?"

"It's late at night, brother Gu will have an announcement tomorrow morning..." Fang Mingjie frowned, obviously not very satisfied with the answer.He glanced at the artists beside him, and saw Gu Min nodded to the maintenance worker, saying, "Thank you."

"Brother Gu?"

Gu Min stepped forward and quickly closed the floodgate, instantly clearing the world.

Jiang Xie, who had no outlet to vent, could only hang on the wall alone and sulk.

The source was cut off, and the mess on the ground was quickly cleaned up.That night Gu Yingdi went to bed early and had a good night's sleep, while Jiang Xie leaned against the cold tiles alone, hanging on the wall and thinking about life all night.

So much so that the next day when his own manager, Tong Xiao, came to the bed to pick up his artists, he saw the little ancestor jump up from the quilt and said faintly, "20cm is real."

"...What?" Tong Xiao reached out and touched his forehead, "Your Majesty, are you still awake?"

Jiang Xie sat on the head of the bed and said seriously: "Little boy, I had a dream yesterday."

"Even if you look for a reason, today's announcement is still necessary," Tong Xiao warned, and by the way bent down to search the ground, "Your Majesty, where are the eldest princess and the prince? I haven't seen them today."

"..." Jiang Xie casually pointed, "It should be trapped under the study cabinet again."

Sure enough, as soon as Tong Xiao opened the door of the study, he heard a series of mechanical sounds coming from inside, and said in a tone: "Help! Help! There are assassins! I'm under siege!"

The other sweeping robot stayed quietly beside it, not making any noise at all. It just slammed into the table leg that trapped itself, and the whole table turned on the vibration mode.

Tong Xiao took both of them out with great effort, and when he heard the endless cries of "Zhen vacated" from his arms, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.Other artists either raise cats or dogs, they are all fluffy and cute little creatures, and they follow the poop shovel officer on Weibo for a while, and they can also get a wave of fans and become a small internet celebrity.

Only his artists.

Raised two brain-dead sweeping robots, one of them piled up the garbage under the bed at every turn, and the prince always wanted to usurp the throne; device.

Ha ha.

He threw both the prince and the eldest princess against the wall to charge, and then came back to feed his artists, who knew that after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anyone, and finally found in the bathroom who was studying with a shower head. Righteous Master: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Jiang Xie stuffed a toffee into his mouth, and said calmly amidst the sweet milky taste: "Think about whether it will feel lonely when it hangs on the wall every day."

Tong Xiao: ...

Look, the IQ of his entertainers is about the same as those two idiot sweeping robots.

He drove Jiang Xie to the studio, and said while driving, "Director Meng asked me to talk about a play before. I read the script and it was pretty good. You don't have any plans to release an album recently. Do you want to?" Going to audition this afternoon?"

Jiang Xie's work is actually not much, at least compared with most people in this circle who are busy around the clock, he can be regarded as a relatively leisurely one.He already has a high enough status in the circle, and there is only this artist in the studio where he works. It can be said that the entire company revolves around him.Since he wasn't short of money, he naturally wouldn't treat him like a cash cow, so Jiang Xie could only do the job he likes and write his songs wholeheartedly.

Jiang Xie can be regarded as a well-known second-generation star in the circle - his parents were both well-known big shots in the film industry back then, and when they were all-powerful, the trophies in the family could be counted by the dozen.Biansheng gave birth to a son who was not interested in acting at all, but plunged into music, which is still electronic music that is not highly respected by Chinese people.

Different from the European and American music circles that have already used electronic music elements, most of the popular music styles in the domestic market today are affectionate or sweet love songs, which emphasize subtlety and length, relying on the main theme of affectionate styles to move people's hearts. .But Jiang Xie chose to go the wrong way. His songs incorporate a lot of elements of percussion and electronic music. It doesn't sound like a gentle Jiangnan whisper like a love song, but thunder and lightning piercing the sky. A sharp bayonet is a force that pierces people's hearts.People who like it will naturally find it hearty, while those who hate it will find it unpleasant, and they have no idea what it is singing.

However, despite this, he quickly grew up in the music industry, and became the mainstay of the circle with his outstanding musical talent and creative talent.

Thinking of this, Tong Xiao couldn't help being a little proud of his artiste.

Before he finished being proud, he heard Jiang Xie lazily say in the back seat: "No."

Tong Xiao: "...Why?"

"I'm going to do a divination today, and help me find a master—oh, what's that kind of crystal ball divination in the West called? A witch? Find me a few too."

Tong Xiao: "Your Majesty, why don't you go directly to Harry Potter?"

Return the witch, just go to heaven.

Jiang Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked strangely: "Harry Potter doesn't wield a magic wand, how can he interpret dreams?"

Tong Xiao was speechless for a while, but couldn't help being curious: "Don't you believe in Marxist historical materialism? How did you start to believe in these gods and ghosts?"

This is not like the style of Jiang Xie, a veteran cadre who always uses red light to save the earth.

Jiang Xie: "In the theory of historical materialism, the two contradictory sides are the unity of opposites—"

"Okay, shut up," Tong Xiao said with a headache, "I'll find you a master right now, really, don't give me lessons."

He did what he said, and when Jiang Xie finished his morning work and came out of the recording studio, he saw all the masters from China and the West sitting in the lounge waiting for him.However, to his disappointment, neither the master of dream interpretation nor the witch who is good at divination could give him a reasonable explanation.Even after talking for a long time, the master stammered and put forward an unbelievable statement: "Could it be that your friend...has some kind of... fantasy about that man's body?"

Jiang Xie was expressionless.

"Look," the more the master said, the more he felt that it made sense, "it's turned into a shower, so it must be to see that person take off his clothes? In this dream, I want to see him take off his clothes—"

Jiang Xie: "Die."

Huan Xiaoxiang, he sees this person as delusional.

Anyway, they belong to two circles, and there will not be many chances to meet in the future. Jiang Xie has always been very open-minded, and immediately planned to throw that strange dream last night out of the sky. At worst, he will treat his shower better in the future. It’s okay. Let the two sweeping robots raised at home communicate with it.

However, this night, the Jiangxie shower curtain fluttered in the air, and finally understood one thing.

Some people in this world can't be avoided just by avoiding them.

Oh, and some birds too.