There is a tiger sniffing the rose in my heart

Strictly speaking, when everyone's IQ level is above the level, it is very difficult for one person to completely fall for another person-if this kind of thing really happens, then there is no doubt that the most dangerous The moment is the moment when he feels that he is needed by the other party.

Emphasize.

It is needed by Jiang Chuan, a sullen and handsome man who can't give a fart on weekdays and seems to be indifferent to everything.

Jiang Chuan’s inadvertent self-talk made Jinran suddenly feel that he was reborn as a hamster not just because he was too unlucky—everything seemed to be arranged by God. As a hamster, Yuan Jinran was not good at talking to humans. As a fluffy fake hamster, he is really needed by Jiang Chuan. Just thinking of this, an incomparably huge energy burst out of its little hairball body.

Now, Jinran feels that she can save the galaxy.

When "coincidence" becomes "not coincidental", it is simply the most romantic love drama in the world... Jinran suddenly doesn't want to complain about being a hamster, because now he finds that he can't do anything but eat, drink and drink. In addition to sleeping, it seems to have other uses: for example, it can be Jiang Chuan's little padded jacket or something.

...Jiang Chuan's little padded jacket.

Huh hee hee hee.

While thinking about it, the hamster stretched out its paws, completely unaware of how obscenely his movements were, and touched the beautiful and handsome face of the human lying beside him, and at the same time thought blankly: Well, this human is my that's it.

……

That night, I fulfilled my wish of sleeping on a human pillow with satisfaction after becoming a hamster. The best thing is that there is a beautiful man by my side—by the way, the beautiful man is well-behaved and quiet when he sleeps. He didn't grind his teeth, he didn't babble, he was an elegant sleeping beauty, and he really wanted to ask where this guy went to cultivate such an awesome noble temperament... If he has a son in the future, he must take his son as well. sent.

Accompanied by a long breath, Jiang Chuan's drooping eyelashes trembled tantalizingly every time... Jin Ran couldn't move his eyes away after taking a look like this, so he simply acted like an idiot He looked at it silently all night.

So the next morning, Jiang Chuan woke up, and when he lazily turned over and opened his eyes, he happened to look at the mung bean eyes of the hamster squatting next to his head, which were quite erratic because he hadn't slept all night.

"..." The sleepy man stretched out his finger and poked the hamster's fat face, his voice was low and hoarse, "Morning, Fatty."

"..."

The hamster raised its hind legs and pulled the ear that was touched by the man. After confirming that it was not pregnant by accident, the hamster trembled with ecstasy, and then opened its mouth and yawned—damn, I’m so sleepy .

Jinran was going to hurry up and squint for a while when Jiang Chuan went to wash up.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chuan turned over and sat up, but he was not in a hurry to wash up—he just narrowed his eyes slightly and stuffed his eyes at the electronic watch on the bedside, then sat on the edge of the bed carelessly and lit a cigarette, and after a while , After thinking about it, he took out his spare phone and edited a text message. After sending the text message, he stopped looking at the phone. It seemed that he was not expecting that the person he texted would reply to him, but put the phone on the bed head.

Jinran raised his head and looked at the man whose back was facing him - after a night of precipitation, all the bruises on Jiang Chuan's back that hadn't had time to show up last night were revealed, and now there was a lot of blue, red, purple and blue. There was also a scar that had just formed, which looked particularly shocking... The hamster "squeaked" uneasily, and couldn't believe that the man slept so peacefully last night with such an injury!

This guy is a monster, right? !

Compared to the shock of the hamster, Jiang Chuan himself seemed not to care about it unexpectedly. He just raised his beautiful eyebrows in surprise when he saw his back in the mirror at the beginning, and never Any superfluous expression... It gave the illusion that he was used to this.

...Do foreign stuntmen often get so bruised and swollen?

Just when Jinran was puzzled, suddenly, the shock on the head of the bed made him jump up——

He looked back for a while, only to realize that what was vibrating in front of him at this moment was Jiang Chuan's mobile phone that he had placed on the bedside table before. No matter who he tried to contact just now, in short, this person almost immediately Replied his text message... But Jiang Chuan didn't take his mobile phone to read it, but continued to sit by the bed and smoked the whole cigarette without haste.

When Jiang Chuan extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, the mobile phone he ignored had already started vibrating crazily and ringing the ringtone of the incoming call - even such a monotonous ringtone can magically make people feel that there is something wrong on the other end of the phone at this moment. People who don't respond are freaking out.

Sincerely: "..."

Who is so enthusiastic in the early morning.

While Jiang Chuan turned around and went into the bathroom, the hamster crawled from one side of the pillow to the other, like a narrow-minded husband peeping at his wife's phone, looking over his head at the special-shaped phone screen——

Well, there is an incoming call alert.

But it's in German, so I can't understand it.

If he knew how important it is to learn German well, he would never have rolled his eyes at Fang Yu who asked him to learn a foreign language.

Jinran: "Squeak, squeak."

Master, I have your call.

Jinran: "Squeak! Squeak!"

It's so noisy, you will die if you pick it up, so how can I sleep back in the cage? !

The hamster's protest was swallowed by the sound of splashing water from the bathroom, so the angry hamster kicked his legs and kicked the noisy mobile phone into the trash can, and then patted the hair on his forehead. , shaking his fat buttocks, the hamster turned around and left amidst the ringtone of the phone, leaving only a back that relieved his hatred.

...Of course, if he knew that the person who was furious on the phone but didn't get a response was his future father-in-law, he would probably be more polite.

But with the brain of a hamster, he probably couldn't have guessed that it all started because an unfilial son who had been away from home for a few months sent a text message to his father, expressing succinctly : I fell while filming, it hurts.

At the same time, in far away Germany, the magical thing of time difference is destined to be a good sleep time for people who pay attention to health preservation on the other side of the ocean. At this time, there is a middle-aged man who is a father. Sitting on the bed by the window, reading today’s newspaper, drinking milk and preparing to go to bed, but before going to bed, he suddenly received a heart-stopping text message, in which his son told him in an understatement that he was injured thing.

What's infuriating is that he was hurt doing what he didn't support him doing.

The first reaction of the middle-aged man was to reply coldly: how you? how old are you?

Injured because of doing that kind of unpopular thing, and finally lonely and unbearably crying to find Dad?Throwing away the phone and taking a sip of milk, the middle-aged man was still puzzled after thinking about it, so before the other party replied to him, he grabbed the phone and sent another message: What a pity, why didn't you fall to death?In this way, I can adopt an obedient son.

After sending the text message, he threw the phone away this time.

But this does not prevent him from reading the headlines of the newspaper three times, and he has no way to continue reading the heavy news such as "the eldest son of the Reins family is in prison"-even though this news is very important to him Yes—but when he realized it, he found himself worrying about an issue that had nothing to do with the news: such as the level of medical care in another country on the other side of the ocean.

The middle-aged man put down the newspaper and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose—the face that was probably very handsome when he was young was expressionless at this moment, and the stern aura of calmness made the surrounding servants all look down. Nodding his head, he didn’t dare to say a word—until the man opened his mouth and calmly asked the servant closest to him to take back the mobile phone he had thrown far away. He held the mobile phone in his hand, the middle-aged man thought for a while, and sent another I sent a text message: Where did you fall?

For a long time, there was no response.

The middle-aged man sitting by the bed put down the newspaper and milk, stood up with his mobile phone and walked to the French window—he swore that he had never been fidgeting with his mobile phone like a teenager with mobile phone addiction... Fact When he saw the emotion on his face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows, he had the urge to throw his phone directly into the swimming pool downstairs...

But when he suppressed such an impulse, one after another——

"Is it serious?"

"If you still have the face to tell me, it should prove that you are fine."

"Is it affecting the succession of the family?"

"Reply."

"Did you turn off the phone again?"

"Ray Reid Reince, what did I feed you to make you such an unfilial son?"

"you are vicious."

……

Countless text messages frantically fill up the inbox as the owner of the phone enters the bathroom to take a shower, no response followed by what seems to be an endless call - until the phone with little battery left flickers in the trash can Next, the last ray of light was exhausted, and it was completely declared that the power was turned off... When the early morning sun was rising, and the handsome man who was refreshed and wrapped in a towel pushed the door out of the bathroom, in Germany, A middle-aged man silently threw his mobile phone into the swimming pool downstairs.

……

When Jiang Chuan walked out of the bathroom, the first thing he saw was the small mobile phone lying quietly in the trash can, almost covered with waste paper and cotton pads. He raised his eyebrows and checked the phone out of the trash can. It didn't light up, guessing that the phone was probably out of battery, he didn't rush to charge it, but stuffed it into the box... Turning his head again, he saw a squatting in the middle of his pillow. The sleeping hamster, the fat hamster that was originally round, looked very relaxed at the moment, and the whole thing spread out into a hamster cake the size of a palm.

Jiang Chuan reached out and poked its round buttocks, and it rolled over and fell from the center of the pillow, and landed on the soft bed, but the hamster did not open its eyes, but changed its posture. The four claws scratched and pulled on the quilt, and made a gesture of "hugging the quilt". The hamster arched contentedly and continued the sweet dream.

Jiang Chuan carefully grabbed the hamster from the quilt—the latter also made a subconscious reaction in his sleep and hugged his fingers. The man lowered his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes became softer than ever... He lightly Stepping up to the hamster cage and putting the hamster into the small wooden house, at this time, from the second floor of the wooden house, the resident in the other cage seemed to have heard the noise, and poked his head out, the small eyes and the owner Those blue pupils stared at each other for a moment.

When Jiang Chuan raised his hand and pressed his lips to make a silent gesture, Xiao Hei retracted his head indifferently.

But unexpectedly there was no movement.

Jiang Chuan also seemed to be accustomed to the hamster's indifference, and carefully covered the sleeping hamster with cotton in his palm. Then the man closed the cage door, turned around with confidence, and went to dress and tidy up when everything was ready. When he was ready, the agent had been waiting downstairs until he got impatient. When he saw Jiang Chuan coming down, he tapped his watch and urged, "Hurry up, go to the hospital to take a picture, and at noon, I have an appointment with someone to talk about an advertisement." Endorsement."

Jiang Chuan just sat in the car at this time and was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "Advertisement?"

Fang Yu nodded.

"Isn't it forbidden to accept commercials?" Jiang Chuan asked, the handmade soap before..."

It’s been so many days and I’m still thinking about handmade soap. Fang Yu is going crazy: “Comrade Xiaowanghong who picks up soap, I solemnly inform you that accepting that kind of inexplicable three-no product advertisement will only get you into countless troubles.” If someone troubles you with a bad face, are you responsible or not? If someone asks him why you don’t have a bad face, can you still say that you haven’t used it at all? What about the advertising plan that I passed here? They are all carefully selected, can they be the same?"

Jiang Chuan said "Oh" and was about to ask something when the cell phone in his pocket rang, and he picked it up without looking at it—then he heard Finn crying on the other side of the cell phone: "You are hurt! Are you hurt? Where did you hurt? Why didn’t you tell me—I almost died when you were hurt! Why didn’t you answer your dad’s phone call? I got a call from my furious boss early in the morning. It's not going to get any better..."

"Calm down, Finn." Jiang Chuan said in German, "I'm on my way to the hospital now."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Finn's cautious voice sounded: "Are you in the ambulance?"

"No," Jiang Chuan said helplessly, "I'm fine."

"Then you texted your dad to act like a baby?"

"...Fin," Jiang Chuan said helplessly, "I didn't, I just told him about it."

"Master, let me tell you a story: Yesterday, just yesterday, there was a magnitude [-] earthquake on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, because a kid fell and acted like a baby with his daddy."

Jiang Chuan took the phone away from his ear, looked at the phone for a while as if looking at some kind of monster——after a while, when the person on the other end of the phone was still complaining about the threatening call from the boss early in the morning Just how bad it made people feel, Jiang Chuan hung up the phone mercilessly, then turned his head, and said to Fang Yu who had been waiting beside him for a long time: "Go on, what advertisement did you choose for me? "

Fang Yu: "Who called you?"

Jiang Chuan: "My friend... Strictly speaking, he should be a bodyguard, even though his grades in professional subjects at school are not as good as mine."

Fang Yu: "What? What?"

Jiang Chuan: "What advertisement did you pick and choose for me?"

Fang Yu: "Potato chips."

"..." Jiang Chuan thought there was something wrong with his ears, "What?"

Fang Yu repeated it emphatically: "Potato chips."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Fang Yu: "..."

Jiang Chuan: "If we are talking about one thing, how is potato chips more noble than handmade soap?"

Fang Yu: "This is Shangjiajia's new popular potato chips this spring."

Jiang Chuan feels that he has been opened the door to a new world: this spring, the main popular new potato chips.

How on earth do adjectives and nouns that are so irrelevant fit together?

"Do you understand Shangjiajia International Friends? The largest puffed junk food brand in China, with a gold medal guarantee for many years, how many people have grown from snacks to adulthood, and the most important thing is that they didn't die from eating it, and their safety is guaranteed." Fang Yu stretched out his hand and patted it Jiang Chuan's shoulder, "But this is not the reason why I like them. I am willing to let you try because this food company is rich and willful. Their advertisements will appear on any channel with the highest ratings in the country. Prime time—and it’s a brainwashing discussion. I believe that if the advertising time before the news network had a little bit of rigid requirements on content, they would probably want to try it out... Press down on these first Don't talk about it, I just hope that after this potato chip is launched into a brainwashing carousel to crush the audience's brain nerves, your face will also become a new kind of mental pollution—"

Jiang Chuan: "It doesn't sound like a good word."

Fang Yu: "I want you to be suitable for all ages like those potato chips. You are not just a fan of girls on the Internet. You need to build a national character. What's the point of being an Internet celebrity?"

Jiang Chuan: "I didn't want to be a net-"

Fang Yu: "After that commercial, no one dared to criticize you for not having any works. It will be at least this year's winter vacation from filming to production to the official release of "Republic of China". During this period, we have to find something to do." Do keep the topic level - the most perfect effect is that when "Strange Records of the Republic of China" is released, when your elementary school students blackly point to the TV and say, "Look at this hyped Internet celebrity man", the mother or grandma sitting next to them will Slap them in the face, and then tell them irrefutably that you are the famous Mr. Potato Chips and not the hype guy."

"..."

Jiang Chuan began to seriously consider whether he had followed the wrong agent—after all, the person in front of him really looked abnormal...Although it cannot be denied that what he said had some truth, the advertisements of brands with a relatively high popularity in Shanghai did have It will help increase his popularity, but... Jiang Chuan frowned slightly: "I'm definitely not very good at taking food advertisements—"

"Even if Jinran is here, I will let him try it. Do you know how important nationality is? You definitely don't know, you little internet celebrity." Fang Yu said, "Besides, there is no What is good and what is not good at - they will have a short meeting with you in a moment, if they are willing to use you, you can just Amitabha thank God, understand? The initiative is not yours at all, but in the factory, they will be interested in you , also because of the photo you took with your fat mouse on the Internet..."

"Fat?"

"Your mouse looks very camera-like and looks unwilling to be alone. Are you going to deprive it of the chance to become a star mouse? —By the way, your mouse should be able to survive until the filming of the commercial, right?"

"..."

"Where are the rats?"

"Sleeping in a hotel."

"Oh, that's good—I never thought that one day I would take the initiative to ask you about that fat mouse. My life has taken a big step away from being depraved." The manager said, "So please be sure to I have to follow the advertisement, or my integrity will be sacrificed in vain."

During the conversation, they had already arrived at the hospital. Fang Yu grabbed Jiang Chuan and ran non-stop to quickly finish taking pictures, and then drove the car back to the hotel where they were staying like a donkey. From the beginning to the end, Jiang Chuan didn't even have a chance to interrupt This made him feel that the focus was "wrong" - he believed that if Jiang Luocheng found out that he had asked for leave for a morning and said that he would go to the hospital to take an X-ray, he would actually stay in the hospital for no more than an hour, and the rest of the time would be used to deliberately earn money. In terms of extra money, Jiang Luocheng is likely to smash the director's monitor directly in his face.

Jiang Chuan was a little confused about what "potato chips" had to do with Ah Fei, until he returned to the hotel and met the person in charge of the advertisement—the other party met Jiang Chuan for the first time, and it was obvious that he was interested in him for the first time. I was very satisfied with the first impression, and emphasized to Fang Yu a few times that "your Jiang Chuan is more beautiful than in the photo". The talent took out the advertising plan and handed it over to Jiang Chuan.

Before that, Jiang Chuan was not too cold about the fact that his face appeared on any kind of food packaging bag.

Until he opened the advertising plan and found that his task was to show his face in the TV commercials—not like a fool he imagined, smiling brightly at the camera with a potato chip in one hand and a thumb in the other. Then it is printed on the food packaging bags and filled the shelves - Shangjiajia puffed food has a series of packaging appearances they stipulate, the best thing is that their designers are tasteful, at least they will not print the big faces of stars on the packaging on the bag.

... No matter how good-looking the endorsement star is, they won't do it.

The idiom "beautiful and delicious" is actually very inappropriate when it comes to snacks. It will only lower the grades of food and celebrities at the same time, but some people just don't understand.

Seeing that his face did not need to appear on the shelf, Jiang Chuan's original resistance was reduced. At this time, the hamster finally woke up from the cage and crawled out and squatted in the food bowl to start his own lunch. Under the strong request of Jiang Chuan, Jiang Chuan caught the hamster out of the cage, so Jinran, who was halfway eating melon seeds, got this amazing news without any buffer: as a hamster, he actually received an advertisement, as a hamster , he is about to debut.

When Jiang Chuan stretched out his finger, poked the hamster's white belly and asked "Fatty, is the advertisement good?", the hamster shook its buttocks and raised its paws high - when the person in charge was amused At the same time, Fang Yu said rather emotionally: "Look, I said that your mouse is unwilling to be lonely...at least it is more ambitious than you."

Looking at the hamster with its paws raised high and its butt shaking excitedly, Jiang Chuan was speechless.

In order to show that he is an enlightened owner and will not hinder the strong performance desire of his own mice, he decided to accept this advertisement.

The whole negotiation proceeded smoothly in a pleasant atmosphere.

Until Fang Yu asked the person in charge whether there was a rough script for the content of the advertisement—the other party obviously came prepared, because he had happily agreed to sign the endorsement contract verbally, so he asked Fang Yu when he asked questions. Immediately, he happily took out a thin script from his bag—out of professional instinct, Jiang Chuan took the script and read it seriously.

The content of the script is very small, plus various details, the total content is as much as two A4 papers.

When Jiang Chuan opened the script, he could feel the hamster squatting on his shoulder silently watching the script—until he slowly read the two pages at a surprisingly slow speed. , He closed the script, turned his head, and looked at the hamster squatting on his shoulder.

Miraculously, he seemed to have the same breakdown that he saw in the hamster's eyes.

First of all, the name of this potato chip is "Sweet Potato", which means small sweet potato. The main raw material is potato chips made of special small sweet potato slices. The main target is of course young people. Compared with traditional potato chips, " Each piece of "Sweet Potato" is only about the size of two fingernails, which is very suitable for opening the mouth image and subtly putting the whole piece into the mouth.

You don't have to eat it all over your mouth like traditional potato chips, and it will drop residue when you bite it.

The above is the premise.

And the entire potato chip advertising script is like this——

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Chuan, as the number one male, only needs to sit at a white table and eat potato chips with a blank face... Behind him, there will be an animated children's painting effect painting spring and summer Autumn and winter are played alternately; while Jiang Chuan is eating potato chips, his pet is in charge of playing on the table, pushing the potato chips away to run on the table-this is no acting skill at all, after all, it is not good for hamsters. They also dare not ask for too much.

So far, the whole script seems to be relatively normal.

What made Jiang Chuan and Jinran collapse at the same time was the lines of this advertisement——

"Squeak (hamster bark), squeak (hamster bark), crunch (chunching potato chips); squirrel, squirrel, squirrel eats yams.

One bite for you, one bite for me, and I will feed Shushu to eat yams. "

Jiang Chuan: "...the person who wrote the lines for this advertisement... What is he not satisfied with when he ran out of the lunatic asylum? He still wants to write the advertisement?"

The person in charge: "Oh, don't say that, you don't understand. Our advertisement is very suggestive. What about the first sentence, the sound of chewing will arouse people's desire for snacks; the second sentence , is a pun, everyone knows that hamsters can eat their own kind, and rats eat rats, doesn't it make sense?"

Jiang Chuan: "...is this advertisement a late-night party?"

Person in charge: "No."

Jiang Chuan: "... Then why use dark nursery rhymes?"

The person in charge pretended not to hear: "The third sentence is to highlight the main concept of our product - potato chips that even hamsters can eat, pure natural, no additives, healthy and healthy -"

Jiang Chuan: "..."

After the person in charge left.

Jiang Chuan complained to Fang Yu who was sitting opposite him: "He is talking nonsense in a serious manner."

"Oh," Fang Yu said without raising his head while reading the contract, "Congratulations, you have grasped the true meaning of the existence of 'advertising'."