Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

Jiang Peiliang finally took his hand back mercifully.

Jiang Yan tried his best to cover his saliva, and after a short while, he felt a slight soreness spread from his cheeks, and when he touched it, it turned out to be warm.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Good guy, big brother, this guy has good strength and is so fierce that he almost squeezed out two of his dimples.

But he didn't dare to speak, so he just moved his butt out a few times, trying to escape from the scene without a trace, when he heard Jiang Peiliang's cold voice coming from his ear: "Going to discuss cooperation?"

Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then said in a daze, "Brother, did you hear that?"

"You have a loud voice." Jiang Peiliang glanced at him, her sharp and beautiful eyes carried some warning: "You can go, don't get drunk."

Immediately, Jiang Yan began to play the three or four times of confusing and drunken behaviors that made him die on New Year's Day. The scenes were clearer than life's revolving doors. Immediately, his toes reflexively grabbed the carpet fiercely, and replied in a deep voice: "Will not."

It's numb, sometimes people's memory is too bad, and it's not a good thing.

"Brother, I'll go back to the room first." Jiang Yan stood up, and said to Jiang Peiliang disheveledly, "You go to bed early, too."

Jiang Peiliang didn't speak again.

It wasn't until? Jiang Yan was about to enter the door that he heard? Jiang Peiliang said indifferently: "What did Dad say? I don't need your help."

Jiang Yan looked over, Jiang Peiliang turned his back to him, and couldn't tell what the expression was.

He froze for a moment, and said obediently, "Oh."

He thought so too, Jiang Peiliang, with this kind of condition, what kind of things are you looking for that you can't find? Ah, why do you need help from others?

But big brother won't really...

The sentence in Jiang Yan's mind didn't have time to flash halfway, when he saw Jiang Peiliang's sharp eyes shot over, he almost turned into a trembling green sugar cane: "Brother, I'm asleep, good night!"

The door slammed shut.

The sound of the news broadcast in the hall still hasn't stopped, but there are only Jiang Peiliang and Jiang Yichao left here.

Jiang Yizhao moved his hands and finally put down the newspaper. A little pensive expression appeared on his dark face.

I haven't noticed it before. In this way, he and his elder brother haven't sat down for a long time. He has benefited a lot from going to the mine this time. He must have a good drink with his elder brother...

Jiang Yi smiled knowingly, sat down on the seat where Jiangyan was just now, and said openly, "Brother, I last month—"

Jiang Peiliang interrupted him coldly: "What are you doing so close?"

Jiang Yichao: "?"

Why didn't you say that when Jiang Yan was here? !

"Sit by the side." Jiang Peiliang turned his eyes back to the news, looking uninterested, and said ruthlessly, "It's so dark, you don't turn on the lights at night? I can't see you."

Jiang Yichao: "...OK?"

He sat back on the spot desolately, turned his dark face to the door of Jiangyan's confinement room, and questioned his soul in his heart:

Why? ! !

When Jiang Yan cheerfully rode his scooter to work the next day, he returned the key to Xiao Xu'an along the way.

Xiao Xu'an has been reading the script recently and trying to get into the drama. The effect is gratifying, and the whole person? Gradually, the youthful depression and pain have turned into pain: "Boss, this? Motorcycle, can you be satisfied?"

"Easy to use." Jiang Yan has always praised: "And it's very convenient!"

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask..." Xiao Xu'an said sadly, "Why don't you buy a car, boss?"

Jiang Yan was stumped by this question.

The original owner didn't learn anything else, but took a lot of exams for the license of eating, drinking, and entertainment. He even tried extreme sports downhill, so the driver's license is naturally not a problem.

But here comes the problem. Jiang Yan himself doesn't know how to drive a car, because he gets dizzy as soon as he sits in the driver's seat. He has failed the second subject test eight times, and every time he is almost scolded by the coach.

But can Mr. Ba say that he has failed his subjects two or eight times?The boss can't, at least not...

"Every cent and cent of the money should be spent wisely." Jiang Yan educated him: "The car is just a means of transportation, and it is convenient for oneself."

Xiao Xu'an was still weak: "However, the company didn't provide a car either."

Small artists always need the company's car to pick them up when they go out together, and Xiangjing Entertainment's previous pick-up business was basically only provided to Jingshi, and the driver is usually a part-time job for the boss, so now the artists have to go out to work by themselves It is very cumbersome to take a taxi and report the transportation fee.

And it won't work for a long time.

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, then said: "You are right."

Xiao Xu'an was touched and said: "Then..."

"Okay." Jiang Yan smiled at him very calmly, and patted him on the shoulder: "I will give you a Chery QQ for each of you tomorrow."

Xiao Xu'an: "?"

Jiang Yan met his melancholy eyes, walked into the office with a smile on his face, and saw that the left and right guards? Both had dark circles under their eyes, and sat silently in their respective chairs. They didn't notice the boss came in for half a minute.

This? Dead? Animated look, this? Sluggish atmosphere, instantly made Jiangyan feel like he had traveled to the Sichuan Research Base of Giant Panda Breeding at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Is this something he can visit for free?

Jiang Yan called out tentatively: "Manager Liang? Don't be happy?"

Bie Le suddenly raised his head, and said a little dullly: "Ah, boss, you are here..."

Liang Xishi stood up very professionally, and as usual, reported the recent work arrangement to Jiang Yan clearly: "There will be a routine inspection by the relevant departments around ten o'clock in the morning...there will be a dinner the day after tomorrow, yes I told you about the cooperative variety show yesterday, the contact of the other company hoped that we? first? bring the candidate artists, and they? carry out a certain selection."

Jiang Yan frowned: "Shouldn't we choose the artist list?"

"According to common sense, this is the case." Liang Xizhi repeated: "What the other party means is that we need to combine the artist's image and personality traits to set up and produce the script, which will increase the exposure of the show. .”

"My God!" Jiang Yan said incredulously, "Writing a script for a variety show? What you can say is so fresh and refined. The other party's high EQ speaking course is estimated to be three hundred more expensive than yours per hour, right?"

Liang Xizhi: "..."

He was wrong, why did Mr. Jiang talk like this? It can make people itch.

"I didn't discuss this matter." Jiang Yan said decisively: "I will choose the list of artists, and there is no need to set a script for the show, just come as usual."

These words are not for nothing. After all, everyone knows that if no one designed it, it might not overturn, but if someone designed it, it would definitely overturn.

He hopes that the artists in his family will go steadily and for a long time, not just a flash in the pan.

Liang Xizhi nodded and replied, "Okay."

Jiang Yan sat down, looked down at the cabinet, glanced at him again, frowned and said, "Did Manager Liang not sleep well yesterday?"

Liang Xizhi was startled, and said, "It's nothing."

"...It's really nothing?" Jiang Yan looked at him suspiciously. After all, Liang Xishi is the spokesperson for self-discipline. He doesn't smoke or drink, and sleeps for eight hours a day. Why did he suddenly have dark circles today? : "What's the matter? Tell me."

Liang Xi knows his heart? I want to tell you a hammer, and said gently on the surface: "It's just a little insomnia."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yan looked at him, and sincerely suggested: "Drink a glass of milk before going to bed, then do soft exercises for 10 minutes if conditions permit, and finally go to bed and be sure to fall asleep right away. Don't leave fatigue and stress until the next day."

Liang Xizhi always felt that this? Where did he see this passage? However, he said in a daze, "I..."

"Okay, let's go to work." Jiang Yan smiled encouragingly at him: "Remember, don't force yourself too much."

Liang Xishi looked at his sincere and concerned eyes, and was immediately moved: "President Xiao Jiang..."

"Don't be happy." Jiang Yan waved to the little assistant and said, "I see you are sleepy, come quickly, come to sleep in my lounge."

Liang Xizhi: "?"

He slumped and returned to his seat, watching Bie Lesun rubbing his eyes at Jiang Yan, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Oh shit.

His heart was broken.

Xiangjing Entertainment's daily division of labor is like this. If there is no accident, the left protector will monopolize half of the country, and will take full responsibility for major or small matters; the right protector will serve tea and water, act as the mascot of the sect, and the head of the sect will sit on the throne Fishing, occasionally decree to decide the direction of development; well-organized, well-founded, well-discussed and impressive, with no shortcomings except that Liang Xishi was forced to bear too much.

When Liang Xishi held his breath and came to report to Jiang Yan, he realized that today he was not reading the script, nor was he fishing for fish. Instead, he was watching the video carefully and intently, with a notebook beside him.

He couldn't help but wonder: "President Xiao Jiang, what are you looking at?"

"Hush." ​​Jiang Yan looked at the screen with great concentration, and said in a low voice, "I'm studying."

Liang Xizhi frowned, and subconsciously glanced at his screen. There were five large characters of "Youth Great Learning" in red on it, and he fell silent immediately: "..."

I really didn't expect that he, an entrepreneur, also had the dream of becoming a party activist.

Jiang Yan carefully read all four options of the question, ticked them all, and asked, "Manager Liang, what's the matter?"

"It's not a big deal." Liang Xishi calmed down and said with some hesitation: "The public relations department said that the overall public opinion environment is obviously improving now, and the exposure of the scene has dropped significantly in the past few months. The activity of the fandom has also fallen at the same time, but..."

Jiang Yan: "Don't pant when you speak."

"However, your search index is good? There seems to be some mistakes." Liang Xishi said: "They? The result they handed over is that the most frequently searched keyword together with your name in the recent period is 'soy sauce bone ', the activity of this keyword is very high, but..."

"However," Liang Xishi paused, and said, "Something is not right. The public relations department hopes that you will read it before making a decision. Do you need to deal with it?"

Jiang Yan thought for a long time about the meaning of the big sauce bone, and couldn't help but wondered, so he said okay: "Okay, I know."

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Jiang Yan finished this episode of the Youth University Study, then opened Weibo and logged into Xiangjing Entertainment's account.

Every day, the staff responsible for operating the account are conscientiously making up short jokes to sell Amway, posting small videos and small performances of newcomers, and the popularity is barely enough.

Although, Jiang Yan looked at this joke edited by a staff member, and felt that it might have 5000 popularity, but she would be half-cooled by her.

He opened the search box and searched for "Bones in Soy Sauce", and a super chat popped up immediately. The profile picture was a cartoon version of Bones in Soy Sauce. At a glance, there were already more than 2000 fans.

Jiang Yan still didn't understand, but the real knowledge came out of practice, he poked it casually, and what imprinted in his eyes was a picture with some colors.

Jiang Yan: "?"

It's not his younger brother's filter, but this hairstyle, this outfit, and this facial feature, how come they are somewhat similar to his elder brother Jiang Peiliang.

But more importantly, why is there a phoenix picture in Dajianggu's super talk?

Jiang Yan couldn't help frowning, just about to click on the big picture to find out——

The picture is clipped.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Alas, the little girl is still ignorant. She doesn't know how to add some strips in front, and just send it out like this.

He continued to scroll down. Among the popular posts on Chaohua, a microblog with few retweets but thousands of comments attracted him.

[Unknown Cuckoo]: #大酱骨骨# In the last years of dog-blood sadomasochism, 8w word short story, please do not spread and disturb real people!

Jiang Yan suddenly had a bad feeling.

He poked into the densely packed long picture, and was immediately shocked by the first paragraph? His pupils dilated:

【It was a lingering night.Wrapped in a bright red short cheongsam, Jiang Yan was forced to bloom on the mandarin duck quilt. His tears ran across the roots of the mountain, and his heart kept thumping, thumping, thumping...]

Jiang Yan: "?"

Good guy, this place is actually Big Bird Zhuanzhuanchao?

But Jiang Yan can be said to be invincible in the virtual battlefield. He didn't blush or jump. He finished reading these play short articles with himself and Jiang Peiliang as the protagonists, and then thought.

Although it may offend you, the psychological age of Jiang Peiliang and Jiang Yan described by this author may not be as big as his shoe size.

Things have come to this point, he has gradually understood everything——

It turns out that the big sauce bone is the CP super talk of him and his cheap brother, and there are quite a few people.

Jiang Yan himself used to be a writer. Although he had vaguely heard of it, he was still not very familiar with the field of fanfiction. He hung his head and continued to read.

Good? The literacy required of a fan author is no lower than that of an original writer. Jiang Yan quickly reviewed various articles in it very professionally, and among them, he was attracted by a not-so-popular article.

This article is only [-] words long, but it has written all the complex emotions, love-hate entanglement, and obsession very delicately. The author's writing skills are comparable to professional screenwriters. ?The picture is full of sense.

Jiang Yan is very dedicated to his work. At this time, he still does not forget to find good seedlings for his company, so he clicked share lightly, and sent it to the file assistant for further study——

Jiang Yan: "..."

etc?.

Where did he just click? !

He stood up with a bang, quickly clicked on the chat box on the top of WeChat, and Jiang Peiliang and himself were in the middle of a chat interface full of energy, and a sharing message with a very different style of painting slowly appeared:

[From Xiao Miao Miao]: On a whim, [-] characters, no mine clearance, only note: There is a [] plot, please watch it after you are an adult. [text link]

Jiang Yan: "?"

Help! ! ! !

He clicked to withdraw with lightning speed, but no one was spared, Jiang Peiliang's name appeared next to "Currently typing" for the first time, and two seconds later, the elder brother sent a question mark.

[Jiang Peiliang]:?

Jiang Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and started his daily routine of brain teasers, but when God closes a door, he will definitely open another window. His eyes froze, and he slowly sent the message again. A shared message:

[Appreciation of Human Body Aesthetics]: I am buying [Limited Edition Luxury Maserati 200 Yuan Coupon] in [Taobao], come and help me cut it~

Jiang Peiliang: "..."