My Young Ning [Rebirth]

Yan Youning took that business card and looked it over and over for a long time, until he had memorized the two sets of phone numbers on it, but still couldn't decide whether to take this step.

In all fairness, although he didn't have a good impression of the life of an artist, he didn't have much dislike either.Even, because of over-familiarity, it will feel very natural to accept it.For him, the studio is like a playground that he often visited when he was a child.Lights, cameras, reflectors, he even feels an inexplicable intimacy when he sees these things.However, no matter how familiar he is, he knows very clearly in his heart that all this is just Yilian's life, not his.

In his last life, before he had time to think about what kind of life he wanted to live, he was involved in the right and wrong of the Guan family. His own life, to him, is simply an inconsequential fantasy.In this life, no matter what kind of life he wants to live, he must first ensure that he will never have anything to do with the Guan family again. He must completely avoid the stinky pond of the Guan family before he can think about his future life.

Yan Youning felt that his idea was still feasible.Only by letting them look down on themselves completely and not put themselves on the short list of shields can they be safe.He once thought about using Ning and Yaju to make a little fame, but if he really wanted to save himself, what could be more thorough than stepping into the entertainment industry?They are a hypocritical wealthy family, and the people who look down on them the most are those who roll around in this circle.As long as I gain some fame in this circle, and make a few disgusting gossips, Guan Zheng'an probably won't have time to hide from me, so naturally I won't be able to talk about getting acquainted.

This is the only feasible solution that Yan Youning can think of so far.Or go far away to avoid the close family members, but Yilian is buried here, this city means a lot to her.Yan Youning didn't want to leave her here alone, not to mention he was only a sophomore and didn't even have a diploma, so what could he do in another city?

Carry a big bag?

Part-time job?

Yan Youning shook his head, that was not the life he wanted to live.

Of course, if you really decide to join this circle, there will definitely be a price, and the artist's contract will take at least two or three years.Yan Youning will not be free for at least three years, and may have to face some disgusting things that are not much stronger than the Guan family.But there is a time limit for this, he only needs to endure for three years.Three years later, he was completely free.He had already graduated at that time, so he had nothing to worry about anymore.

Yan Youning thought over and over again, and felt that he could afford the price.

Of course, you have to pay too.

Without rushing to work, Yan Youning suddenly had so much spare time that he was a little overwhelmed.When Yilian was hospitalized, Yan Youning had to go to both the hospital and the school. After Yilian died, he was too busy between school and some work. Even if he returned to Guan's house later, he would follow Guan Zhengan's arrangements all the time.It has been a long, long time since Yan Youning has experienced the feeling of holding a lot of time in his hands and being able to squander it as he pleases.

When Yan Youning was sitting in the library holding a thick original document to kill the weekend, he felt an unprecedented ease in his heart.This feeling is so strange that there is also a hint of uneasiness brewing in the relaxed feeling.

Yan Youning sometimes felt that he couldn't be sure whether the quiet life he saw was his hallucination.If it is not a hallucination, will it be broken by someone who suddenly appears in the next second?

There was no sense of security, so Yan Youning had to do something before things could happen.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, Yan Youning closed the book in his hand, picked up his backpack and walked out of the library.Ling Ao made an appointment with him at "Old Sichuan" on East Street at five o'clock to talk about his artist contract.After meeting at Huayi last time, Yan Youning also checked Ling Ao's information.The so-called don't know if you don't see, it turns out that this unremarkable man has actually supported so many big-name stars under his hands.Although Yan Youning has no interest in being a celebrity, what he wants to do is too purposeful. If he can choose, he is still willing to choose a capable manager, otherwise things will not go smoothly.

When Yan Youning took a taxi to Old Sichuan, Ling Ao had already arrived, and was sitting in the box looking at the menu. When he saw him coming in, he passed the menu in his hand, "Look, I've already ordered my own order. .”

Old Sichuan is a hot pot restaurant, Yan Youning thinks there is nothing to order in hot pot, it's just meat, vegetables, and seafood.What's more, he has something on his mind today, and he doesn't particularly care about what to eat.

The waiter returned after finishing the dishes, the door closed, and there were only two people left in the box.Yan Youning looked at Ling Ao across the square table, and suddenly didn't know what to say.In fact, until this moment, he still hesitated in his heart.If he could think of another way, he really didn't want to go the way Yilian had gone.The kind of work environment that reminds him of the past at any time is too much pressure for him.

"You look like this, do you hope that we can sign this contract smoothly, or do you hope that we can't agree?" Ling Ao looked at Yan Youning's changing expression, and asked interestingly: "I don't think you are happy to see it." to me, but I don't want to reject it too thoroughly. Is there any difficulty?"

"It's not about the difficulties." Yan Youning shook his head, "I just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that my conditions are a little hard to say." Yan Youning thought for a while, "I know that Mr. Ling's time is precious, so I won't go around in circles with you. I want to ask, can I raise conditions?"

"Of course." Ling Ao smiled kindly, "This is a negotiation process."

"If you can let me in the shortest time..." Yan Youning paused for a moment, and he felt that his request sounded a bit inexplicable.

"How?" Ling Ao seemed to find his appearance very interesting, "Famous?"

"It's not just about being famous," Yan Youning gritted his teeth, looked directly at Ling Ao and said, "It's also about being famous..."

Ling Ao frowned, "Disgraceful?"

Yan Youning's words had already been spoken, but there was not so much worry in his eyebrows, "Yes, it means that once people hear Yan Youning, they will know that he is not up to the mark, and he is not a good thing. It probably means something like this , As for how to operate it, that is the agent's business."

These remarks made Ling Ao a little confused, "The reason why you are famous is to make yourself notorious?"

Yan Youning didn't make a sound, but thought in his heart: In order to survive smoothly, fame is nothing.If you lose your life, then you really have nothing.If he could draw a clear line with the Guan family, maybe he wouldn't have lost his braids at the age of 27 or eight.

Ling Ao used his chopsticks to pull a layer of red chili peppers in the small pot. Although he was puzzled, his expression was still calm, "Can you tell me your intention for doing this?"

"I want to avoid some troubles." Yan Youning took the boiled vegetables out of the small pot, and through the steaming water, his amber eyes shone with a charming watery light. A pair of eyes stared at him without blinking, and even Ling Ao, a gold medal manager who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, lost his mind for a moment.

"You mean..."

"Only if I become... a very bad person, can I avoid these terrible troubles." Yan Youning's mood was also very tangled, "If there is a difficulty, it is this. Do you understand? ?”

Ling Ao's confusion deepened.How should he understand the term "bad people"?Rude?Indiscretion in private life?Have no respect for elders?Have no sense of responsibility for work?Playing big names?

Or... all these problems?

Ling Ao once again scrutinized Yan Youning carefully.I have to admit that although his face doesn't have too many Western features, his overly handsome appearance still gives him a sense of visual impact, like a beam of light that suddenly lights up in the dark night, bright Dazzling.

Such a man, whose eyes are as clear as spring water, how can he turn him into a hooligan?

Ling Ao felt that this was simply a challenge to him.Well, well, from another angle, an elegant prince, if with a bit of rogue vibes...

"How do you think?" Yan Youning waited seriously for his answer.

Ling Ao's expression also became serious, he lowered his head and thought for a while, "If you fully cooperate with me as a manager, I don't think it's a big problem."

Yan Youning's tight eyebrows and eye corners subtly relaxed. With Ling Ao's words, he felt that the matter was more than half successful, "Have you brought the contract?"

"You don't really want to be an artist, do you?" Ling Ao felt that he had finally discovered the truth.

Yan Youning nodded happily, "I think this is a deal. Everyone gets what they want."

Ling Ao agrees with this point.What is he busy with no benefit? It's not that he has to eat and run around all day long.The only regret is that this handsome guy doesn't have a heart to work hard, it's a pity that he is a well-known gold medal manager.

"Deal?" Yan Youning asked him in a flat tone.

Ling Ao gritted his teeth, "Deal!"

Coming out of the box, the box opposite the door just opened, a group of men and women were talking and laughing and walking out, the man walking in the front met Yan Youning face to face, he paused slightly, and his expression was also dazed.

Yan Youning was used to being watched from early in the morning, so he didn't take it seriously, and walked out side by side with Ling Ao.The corridor was not very wide, and there were so many guests facing the bakery, it seemed a bit crowded when they walked out together.Yan Youning didn't like being crowded with others, so he subconsciously took a step away from Ling Ao.Just such a slight pause, I felt my wrist was gently held by a big hand.

man's hand.The wide, thick, palm-hot skin pressed against his wrist, and the rough feeling was slightly stinging.It seemed that this man had a thick layer of calluses on his hands.Yan Youning frowned, and looked sideways, it was the man he saw at the door of the box just now, looking at him sideways with a smile, as if Yan Youning knew him very well.

Yan Youning smelled a strong smell of alcohol.Because of the close distance, Yan Youning could even distinguish the faint smell of woody perfume and dry tobacco mixed in the smell of wine.

The man was probably drunk in all likelihood.After Yan Youning came to this conclusion, he didn't care about it anymore.He had just finished a big event right now, and he was in the right mood, but he didn't want to be like a kid who would make a fuss after being teased.Yan Youning struggled slightly under his hands, and shook off the man's hand, but he didn't expect the man's hand to wrap around him again in the next second.

Yan Youning frowned, "Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"

The man raised his eyebrows, but a ruffian smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He is slightly taller than Yan Youning, and his good figure with broad shoulders and long legs is wrapped in a dark windbreaker, which is quite intimidating. For a while, Yan Youning was a little unsure if this person was real drunk.His hand was very strong, Yan Youning struggled a few times but did not break free, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, "Are you here to find fault?"

The smile on the man's face deepened, "What do you think?"

Yan Youning's face turned cold, "What's the matter with you?"

The man asked him back, "Aren't you going to ask who I am first?"

Yan Youning involuntarily looked at him.This man looked like the type who insisted on outdoor sports for a long time. He was tall, with broad shoulders, and his skin color was a healthy honey brown that had been tanned by the sun.A face that looked like a knife, with clear outlines, exuding a falcon-like vigor from top to bottom.When he smiles, there will naturally be a kind of unrestrained and unrestrained romance between his eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Youning suddenly felt that this man might have been to many, many places.