The Guide to the Tear-offs in the Online Supporting Circle Part 2: Peak Acting Skills

The feeling of nausea was still strong the next day, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for three months and had to take leave to recuperate from illness, but in the afternoon Wang Dafao personally called and said that Director Li of the Ruiheng Jewelry Marketing Department wanted to propose revisions to the advertisement and asked him Take a trip with yourself right now.Afraid of making mistakes, Xie Zhengyan gritted his teeth and set off on the road, but when he arrived at the Jinmao Tower, he was told that Minister Li was out for dinner and asked them to go to the reception room to rest first.

Xie Zhengyan's throat was parched, and he drank a cup of warm water to quench his thirst. His damn stomach rebelled and became addicted, and within 5 minutes he started to overwhelm the river again. He quickly grabbed his throat and rushed into the next bathroom, squatting in front of the toilet, spitting and vomiting It was only when he was dripping with cold sweat that his internal organs almost turned upside down, he barely stopped, ran out of the cubicle upside down, crawled in front of the sink, turned on the faucet to rinse his mouth and face, and at the same time retched a few times "unfinished".

Worried about being caught in an ugly manner, he raised his head slightly, and there was an extra figure in the big mirror in front of him. He was hairy immediately, and he didn't dare to look directly, and was about to slip away like this.After charging up, he quickly turned around, but the soles of his shoes slipped suddenly as if deliberately against him, and his center of gravity moved away in an instant, ruthlessly throwing him to gravity, he instinctively exclaimed "Ouch", and stood opposite him a second before falling to the ground The man with sharp eyes quickly took a step forward and grabbed his arm, stabilizing him easily.

The familiar warm fragrance entered his nostrils, Xie Zhengyan felt that the light was shaking a little, and the electric light above his head was unsteady, flickering as if the power would be cut off at any time.After a while, he realized that there was no problem with the light bulb. It wasn't the light that was shaking, but his mind.

Rong Chuan...

The frequent visitor in the fantasy appeared in flesh and blood, his handsome face was close at hand, and his warm eyes were dancing with stars, conveying a friendly signal.Xie Zhengyan felt dizzy from far and near, as if he was watching the mountains in the haze, thinking that the so-called kindness must be his misreading, Rong Chuan was originally gentle and refined, and it was impossible to regard kindness as an essential element in dealing with people Treat him differently as a stranger.

As soon as he panicked, he became silly and froze for a few seconds, and found that his face was not only covered with frightened lines, but also covered with drops of water. , Rong Chuan had already handed him something that surprised him - a neatly folded light blue handkerchief.

Handkerchiefs seem to only exist in people's distant memories and old-fashioned novels. In the contemporary era where various tissues are popular, even delicate women seldom use this equipment, and it is even more anecdotal that men use handkerchiefs.

Xie Zhengyan pinched his tongue, was at a loss for what to do, seeing that Rong Chuan handed the handkerchief slightly forward, he quickly caught it with both hands, and nodded his thanks in trepidation.

There was a gentle smile on Rong Chuan's face, and then he turned around and walked towards the exit. Xie Zhengyan felt a sharp sense of urgency in his heart, reminding himself not to waste the unique opportunity of contact, and to say hello to the other party no matter what. But wish.

"Director Rong."

He timidly called softly, Rong Chuan turned around in response, and asked kindly with his eyes.

Xie Zhengyan's heart trembled heavily, like a transport plane delivering a heavy object to the ground, the bang thud shook the flying dust, and Rong Chuan might be able to hear it.There was no time to hesitate, and he tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice and said: "This time the 'Four Seasons' advertisement is all thanks to your help and recommendation, thank you for always taking care of our company..."

He was embarrassed to hear the rigid politeness, his mind raced hard against the panic, and suddenly thought of one thing, this thing can not only effectively stop the panic, but maybe it will also improve Qian Fan's future and livelihood.

Without further ado, he hastily gathered himself together, bravely stepped forward and said, "Director Rong, last time I heard from Assistant Li that you were recruiting a jewelry designer. I have a friend who is engaged in jewelry design. He has many years of relevant work experience. His business ability is also good, and he is from Xi'an just like you... I originally recommended him to come to your company for an interview, but he is a bit arrogant and worried that his talent will not be appreciated as he should, so he refused to take the initiative to apply for the job... I I advised him not to be so extreme, saying that you are different from ordinary people, that you have a good eye, you don’t stick to the rules, and you will use it seriously when you see someone who is truly talented, but he is still very stubborn and insists on waiting for the headhunting company to discover, so I... I... "

He seemed to have a mouthful of paste in his mouth, sticky, greasy, and incoherent. Seeing that it was a pancake baked on the furnace wall, it had been simmered dry and burnt. He lowered his head and frowned vigorously. He said desperately: "Can you please send someone?" Send an invitation email to ask him to come for an interview? I know it’s rude to say this, but he’s a really good designer. If you have time, I’ll send you his work. His design style is very similar to yours. , I think it will meet your employment requirements."

After speaking, he forced himself to face Rong Chuan's expression squarely, and waited for his response with a blushing face.When he was speaking, Rong Chuan already had a clueless smile, perhaps out of politeness, or perhaps because he was deeply confused by his thoughtless abruptness, he kept listening quietly, and waited for Xie Zhengyan to finish speaking in one breath, Finally grinned.Xie Zhengyan looked at each other apprehensively, and saw that he raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he was about to reply, his eyes were fixed on his slightly parted lips, and he was so nervous that he was about to jump on the spot.

It was too late to speak, and the mobile phone in his trouser pocket screamed and intercepted the person who was about to speak. Seeing that it was Wang Dafao calling, Xie Zhengyan hurriedly took it out to answer it.

"Xie Zhengyan, where did you go? Minister Li is back, come here quickly!"

Xie Zhengyan responded again and again, and after hanging up, Rong Chuan smiled and shrugged his shoulders expressing regret, obviously dispelling the idea of ​​talking.He didn't dare to stay, and begged helplessly: "I'm sorry, my boss told me to come over immediately, please think about my friend, is that okay?"

Seeing Rong Chuan nodding heartily, he continued to ask for instructions as if he had found a treasure: "If it's convenient, can you leave a phone number?"

Rong Chuan nodded again, and gently stretched out his right hand. Xie Zhengyan was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant, and hurriedly handed over his mobile phone. Seeing him press his mobile phone number on it, he was as happy as a sesame seed blossoming.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! I will notify my friend when I get back, and I will reply to you in the evening!"

Rong Chuan nodded kindly for the third time, and opened the door to ask him to go first. Xie Zhengyan's graceful posture made Xie Zhengyan's heart flutter.Soon footsteps sounded behind him, Rong Chuan was heading in the opposite direction, he turned his head secretly, just in time to watch that handsome figure disappear into the corner of the corridor, reluctantly looked at it for a while, and found Rong Chuan's handkerchief still in his hand , wanting to chase after it and return it, suddenly had an idea.

Keep this handkerchief, don't you have an excuse to visit next time?The protagonist of the novel often uses this trick to get close to his admirers, why don't he use what he has learned?

He thought he had a trick, and was so happy that he put the handkerchief under his nose and smelled the fragrance regardless of his manners. While laughing and scolding himself for being abnormal, he couldn't help sniffing again and again. He was in a happy mood, and his stomach disease healed without medicine.

After dinner, he happily called Qian Fan, the ring rang a few times but was hung up, thinking that the other party's hands slipped, so he restarted the broadcast, but was hung up again, Qian Fan sent a message immediately.

"I'm eating, I'll contact you later."

In the past, he had chatted with Xie Zhengyan many times while eating. Today's refusal might be due to a formal meal, so Xie Zhengyan didn't bother him, and waited patiently for more than two hours, finally looking forward to hearing back.

"I'm sorry, I was eating with my mother just now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

This explanation made Xie Zhengyan, who was not aware of the difference at first, wonder: "Is your mother so strict? My son can't even answer the phone?"

Qian Fan smiled wryly: "Our family's rule is that you must be quiet when eating, and you are not allowed to do other things."

Xie Zhengyan couldn't imagine that a village woman in the mountains would have such a style of sophistication that was rarely seen in the city. She stuck out her tongue and caught another doubt.

"Have you been eating?"

"Yes."

"What meal can last two hours? Hot pot?"

"No, after dinner, she drank tea and chatted with my uncle and aunt. There is also a rule in our family that the elders can't leave the table, and the younger ones can't leave the table, so I have to accompany them."

Xie Zhengyan asked without hesitation: "Did your uncle and aunt go to the city with your mother to do errands or did they come to play with you?"

Qian Fan couldn't help laughing at the sound, coughed and said, "My eldest cousin is going to get married at the end of the year, and they are discussing about the wedding."

Xie Zhengyan hurriedly congratulated: "That's a happy event, congratulations. What are you going to do? In the village or in the city?"

Qian Fan said with a smile: "Of course people in the countryside can only serve wine in the village when they get married, kill a few pigs and sheep, and invite relatives and friends to have a big meal and finish the job."

"Haha, it sounds so lively. I heard that country wedding banquets are very interesting, and folk theater troupes will be invited to perform. Do you have this custom?"

"Yes, they are discussing to invite an amateur Yangko team to perform. My cousin also wants to invite some young local singers to have a show. I think the scene will be very festive."

Hearing what he said happily, Xie Zhengyan joked: "I really want to go and have a look. Can you take me to a wedding ceremony then? I will give a red envelope."

Qian Fan readily agreed: "Come on, I'll cover all the travel expenses. After drinking the wedding wine, I'll take you to climb Lishan Mountain and Huaqing Pool to soak in hot springs. Both scenic spots are in front of my house."

Xie Zhengyan thought he was just trying to talk fast, and reminded: "Didn't Bai Chuan never face anyone face-to-face? Would you really like to have the honor of meeting me?"

How could Qian Fan not hear the pleasure of baiting the fish with his mouth, and chuckled lowly: "Why don't we just meet up, I don't care, I'm just afraid that it will scare you to death."

"Cut, stop bluffing people, you are not a bloody ogre, what am I afraid of?"

"Because I'm ugly, a meatball with snake eyebrows and mouse eyes, I guarantee that you will run away if you see a U-turn."

"No, I said I wouldn't judge my friends by their appearance. Besides, maybe we will meet in Shanghai before I go to Xi'an."

Xie Zhengyan tactfully brought up the topic, and told Qian Fan how he had recommended Rong Chuan to Rong Chuan during the day. When he mentioned that Rong Chuan lent him a handkerchief, he couldn't help turning the subject: "I'm really surprised, I haven't seen a handkerchief for at least ten years. People with handkerchiefs, don’t all rich people admire retro?”

Qian Fan usually doesn't wait to see Rong Chuan, but this time he doesn't take Xie Zhengyan's surprise seriously.

"What's so strange about this? The first benefit of using a handkerchief is environmental protection, and the second benefit is practicality. If you want to wipe your sweat with a paper towel, how ugly would it be if you get a piece of paper on your face? And there are many uses for handkerchiefs. It can replace turbans, masks, and eye masks. Like us in jewelry design, we often use precious and fine parts when doing handwork. It is the easiest and safest to wrap with a handkerchief, and I have been using it.”

Xie Zhengyan suddenly realized, and said happily: "You and Rong Chuan have such similar living habits, and you will get along well if you work together. I told him about you, and he agreed to think about it. You should seize this opportunity and try it first." Let's go."

Qian Fan saw that he was trying to persuade himself, and his tone sank: "I won't do it, I said I don't want to be his subordinate, I am worse than him, why should I be subservient to others."

"Why are you here again? Now is not the time to be arrogant. You have to get yourself out of poverty and become rich first. During this period, you need to lower your profile!"

"You can keep a low profile to other people, but you can't treat someone surnamed Rong."

"why?!"

"Because of you, who made you always be infatuated with him in front of me? I've only met you a few times and you regarded him as a male god. I've been playing with you for so long. Have you ever been infatuated with me?"

Qian Fan showed his absurd and strange brain circuit again. Xie Zhengyan went through too many meaningless circles in this grotesque maze, not to mention the basic direction.Although he repeatedly emphasized the difference between an idol and a friend to him, this person has always turned a deaf ear to him, and often took the opportunity to express protests, insisting that he "treat everyone equally", and he didn't know if Rong Chuan was incompatible with him. How hostile, what a word of injustice.

Xie Zhengyan's persuasive persuasion for a long time was in vain, and it was useless to press the cow's head without drinking water, so he hung up the phone in a fit of anger.After a while, the guy who toasted and refused to eat delicious food and fined wine took the initiative to call, abandoning his "proudness" and putting on a rascal face, trying to deceive him.

Xie Zhengyan was angry and hated at his stubborn mule's virtue of holding hands and retreating, and complained: "My donkey's liver and lungs are all used up, I haven't eaten enough, please go early tomorrow!"

Qian Fan suppressed a laugh and teased: "Who says I haven't eaten enough, isn't this all enough?"

"You are so mean! I shouldn't meddle in your business, let you go down, live in a dark underground garage for the rest of your life, wear torn socks and eat instant noodles every day!"

"It's so cruel. I've been praying to God to give you happiness, and I've been doing good intentions for a long time, but it's not rewarding."

"Then why are you still looking for me? Go find someone who is not cruel to play with you, anyway, you can't be fooled by someone with your clever mouth!"

"Hahaha, I want to thank you." Qian Fan cunningly used a gentle and magnetic voice, each syllable was like a strand of smooth silk, woven together into a warm and soft bedding to wrap Xie Zhengyan's anger, "It's not easy for you I succeeded in striking up a conversation with Rong Chuan, and the first thing he said was to help me find a job, how could I not be moved?"

He is really proficient in the Tai Chi way of using softness to overcome rigidity, and one trick is to change the day to change the blame, and to sort out the other party's furious emotions in a submissive manner.

Xie Zhengyan has a soft temper, knowing that he is likely to "feign surrender", no matter how difficult it is to organize tough diplomacy, after thinking about it for a while, he finally gave up with a muffled grunt.

After Qian Fan figured it out, he immediately started the "post-war goodwill" matters, and asked him thoughtfully why he vomited today, and after listening to Xie Zhengyan explained the whole story, he taught him a serious lesson: "Why do you always love self-torture? Others should be punished for doing things that have wronged you." Moral condemnation, why would you punish yourself with their mistakes?"

He also asked him how the money dispute between Xie Tiande and his daughter developed.

Xie Zhengyan said: "I stopped by my second uncle when I went to Ruiheng for business in the afternoon, and I gave him the 4000 yuan I earned last time when I received an external order. He bought the 8000 yuan mobile phone. I don't know if the rest is enough. Not enough to repay the previous debts.”

Qian Fan sighed: "Healing the emergency is not helping the poor. The root cause of his current predicament is that your cousin has a lot of desires and keeps chasing him for money. You should try to persuade him not to indulge and compromise. The current approach is tantamount to feeding the eagles with meat. Not only will it not solve the problem, but it will also make your cousin more and more difficult."

The truth is clear to everyone, but when you are really in it, you will be indistinguishable from right to wrong. For Xie Zhengyan, this love is for his second uncle, and for Xie Tiande, it is his reluctance for his daughter.When Xie Zhengyan offered the money to Xie Tiande in the afternoon, he was resolute at first, but after repeated persuasion and even forceful force, he reluctantly accepted it. With tears in his eyes, he choked up for a while and gritted his teeth and swore: "Second Uncle only asks you to borrow the money this time, and I will definitely repay the money in the future." I'll return the interest to you, good boy, take care of yourself, find a girl who knows what's cold and who knows what's hot, and is happy with poverty and wealth to marry, and raise and educate the next generation, don't be like the second uncle..."

Recalling that scene, Xie Zhengyan couldn't stop his eye sockets from becoming hot. Today he looked at his second uncle carefully and found that he had aged a lot. Time was like a powerful detergent, which washed away all bright feelings and longings for life, and also washed him wrinkled. His skin, whitening his hair, throwing him prematurely into the drying machine of aging, squeezed out the little vitality left.

This kind and kind middle-aged man is performing a living prank of fate with blood and tears. The truth of good and evil is a deception in his life. Gentleness, respect and thrift did not bring him the blessings he deserved, and even more so. There was no mitigating his frustration.It seems that "the way of heaven damages more than enough and makes up for what is not enough" is just a lie of God to deceive the world. God is actually a fool who bullies the weak and fears the hard and the filthy.The sun and the moon rise in the morning and hang in the evening, illuminating the universe but not the hearts of the people.

Xie Zhengyan was disheartened, and his complaints were like hot water vapor, and he grumbled sullenly: "I really can't figure out why there are so many unfair people and things in my life. Buddhism preaches karma. I didn’t do anything bad in my life, so could it be that I committed too many sins in previous lives, and the debts owed have to be repaid in this life? Sometimes when I see these bad things, I really feel that it’s better to die tragically as soon as possible.”

As soon as his mood cooled down, Qian Fan added an extra blanket to his voice, and comforted him: "Don't be so negative, karma is to persuade people to be good, if it is used to judge the joys and sorrows of one's own life, it is against the founder's intention." The purpose. I think we Chinese should believe in the Taoist theory of "five elements pass through customs and yin and yang complement each other". In the end, the so-called extreme will turn disaster into blessing. You should know Chinese better than me. To be specific, you feel that you have always met villains, but you must have met noble people who are helpful to you. In fact, its effectiveness can be counteracted, it depends on how you overcome it.”

As the saying goes, scarcity is the most precious thing. Xie Zhengyan listened to nonsense most of the time when he talked with Qian Fan, and occasionally he was very happy to hear his high-level opinions. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "You make sense, how many times have I met you?" A noble person, such as Zhihu Jun, is also counted, but I am stupid and failed to grasp it well, and the result turned profit into harm, and I must learn from it in the future.”

Qian Fan clicked his tongue: "If Zhihu Jun is also ranked high, then your definition of a nobleman is too low."

Xie Zhengyan knew why he was dissatisfied, so he deliberately pretended to be stupid: "Then what standard do you call a nobleman?"

Qian Fan put on airs: "At least—at least someone like Rong Chuan, who can provide you with spiritual and practical help, this kind of person can hardly be called a noble person."

This time, Xie Zhengyan played supernaturally and guessed his ways in advance, and refuted with a smile: "Compared to him, I think you are more like my nobleman."

"what?"

"You often chat with me and solve my problems at critical moments. When it comes to helping me, no one can compare to you, so you are my number one noble person."

Xie Zhengyan didn't expect that he could finish this sentence in one go, probably because he finally caught the opportunity to turn back the teasing, he was complacent and eager to pierce Qian Fan's thick skin.And the old fritters really stumbled and he won the victory, and he smiled dumbly for a while without embarrassment: "Little Dude, are you sure you're not talking ironically?"

"This is all my true feelings, why don't you believe it? Is Bai Chuan so unconfident in himself?"

"Hehe, you really have made progress, and you have learned the essence of hurting others."

"That's because the teacher taught well. Please mention more in the future. The disciple wants to make great progress."

The two laughed almost at the same time, and they both felt that the distance was once again disappearing through the laughter. After a subtle silence, Qian Fan suddenly asked: "I want to assume that if Rong Chuan looks like me Short and fat, would you still be crazy about him?"

Xie Zhengyan couldn't carry out this assumption, but he still thought about it seriously before replying: "If that's the case, I'm sure I won't be a nympho, but I will still worship his talent and respect him as a benefactor."

Qian Fan asked again: "Then let me assume again, if, I mean, if I grow up like him, how would you feel about me?"

Xie Zhengyan laughed heartily, tried his best to endure under his stern protest, and replied: "If you had his face and height, you would have been surrounded by countless fans, so why would you care about me?"

"Don't you want to flirt? It would be so cool to have a nobleman and an idol in one."

"Everything is illusory, unless you go for plastic surgery, but what about your height? Do you want to have a broken bone to increase your height? Can you bear that pain?"

"...The dumb flute is big, my self-esteem has been severely bruised again, and I must go down for sleep therapy."

"Hahaha, good night."

Xie Zhengyan spent all his breath on laughing, but this was still an effort to restrain himself. He was planning to hang up the line and laugh blatantly, so as to relieve his aching and cramping abdominal muscles.

Qian Fan couldn't help complaining repeatedly: "What a heartless person, he said goodbye so easily, and didn't even know how to keep him."

Xie Zhengyan's belly twitched again, coughing and begging for mercy: "Bai Chuan, please stop teasing me, the little ones are almost dying of laughter."

"Finally turned around, you are very proud, aren't you?"

"That's right, being able to tease Baichuan, I feel so cute~"

"But my blood tank is almost empty under your continuous critical strikes, you need to give some supplies."

"How to replenish it?"

"A wheat kiss."

Jian Zong's slanted counterattack was like a vacuum cleaner that wiped away Xie Zhengyan's inexhaustible laughter in an instant, and he said in surprise: "What kind of request is this, don't play tricks on others!"

Qian Fan turned defeat into victory with a sinister smile: "Why are you so sensitive, it's just a kiss from Mai, and it's not like you are asking you to kiss me directly."

"But... this is too strange..."

"Hmph, after talking about it for a long time, I still think I'm ugly. I'm afraid of leaving a psychological shadow when I kiss him in the air. If Rong Chuan asks you to kiss him, you will definitely jump on him immediately with joy."

"I'm not that low-level!"

"Then quickly give Mai Kiss to help me regain blood."

"Just give it, who is afraid of you."

Xie Zhengyan was excited, but he said "CHU~" hard on the communicator, and before the voice fell, his face was already red like a cockscomb, and he was unable to resist Qian Fan's follow-up attack, so he rushed to hang up, and exited the button in time.

Old hooligan, I'm just training my endurance, and I'll play with you slowly when I'm thick-skinned enough.

He blows the wind on the small fan with joyful revenge, and when the heat on his face dissipates, midnight has already arrived, and before turning off the lights, he suddenly slaps his forehead, blaming himself for forgetting about Rong Chuan.

If you agree to talk back in the evening during the day, you can't miss the appointment.

He opened the address book, and after hesitating for a long time, he chose the latter between calling and sending text messages. First, it was too late to disturb, and second, Qian Fan refused to apply. He didn't want to waste the first chat with Rong Chuan On a spoiler.

"Director Rong, my friend said that he doesn't want to change jobs for the time being, so I'm sorry for troubling you."

I thought the other party would ignore it, but the reply came unexpectedly after just a few minutes.

"You're welcome, I didn't help much, so I can't talk about bothering you. Are you feeling better? It's hot, you should pay more attention to your diet and stop eating randomly."

Xie Zhengyan, who was already lying flat, jumped up excitedly, his eyes rolled back and forth on those words, and he couldn't believe that they came from the fingertips of the male god.

He actually cared about my health, my God!This is not a dream, Rong Chuan actually cares about me!But, how did he know that I vomited because of eating indiscriminately... Hey~ Generally, the cause of vomiting is mostly caused by improper diet. Anyone with a little common sense knows, what’s so strange, I’m so stupid, so stupid, hahaha~

I was ecstatic and hurried to thank you.

"Thank you for your concern, it's much better now."

Rong Chuan's reply was even faster than the first time.

"Well, that's good, go to bed early, good night."

"good night!"

Xie Zhengyan sent a text message, and his heart was sent to a distant place along with China Unicom's optical fiber signal. He lay down and rolled around, patted the bed and kicked the quilt happily. Fuzi was surprised by the abnormal reaction of the master, and questioned loudly.Afraid of disturbing the neighbors, Xie Zhengyan hurriedly hugged and patted the little guy, feeling deeply ashamed of the excessive ecstasy.

Fortunately, the old man didn't know, otherwise he would have no choice but to let go when he was ridiculed in the future.