Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

Jiang Yan was bleak in the cold wind for a while, before carrying the fried chicken into the house.

He thought it was so late, and Jiang Peiliang should have gone upstairs, but found that the light was on, and Big Brother Cheap was sitting on the sofa, as if he was watching something.

It didn't show up when the light outside was dim, but now that the lights are bright, Jiang Peiliang's face looked like a god descending from the earth. Jiang Yan couldn't help but sneak a few more glances, feeling that the author's aesthetics was not good enough.

The key to poor aesthetics lies in the poor arrangement of the male lead.

Sure enough, people are most afraid of comparison, and he is not a face controler, but if Jing Shi looks like Jiang Peiliang, not to mention anything else, he can bear it even if his IQ is a little lower.

"What are you doing standing there?" Jiang Peiliang looked at him sideways, with no expression on his face: "Are you hungry at home?"

Jiang Yan came back to his senses, and quickly stuffed the fried chicken behind him.

It seems that Jiang Peiliang came back early, probably still jet-lagged, and looked a little tired.

"Brother," Jiang Yan asked out of words, "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Peiliang got up and said in a flat tone, "I ate a little on the plane."

Then it should be that I didn't eat much.

Jiang Yan thought that this was a godsend opportunity for him to perform in front of his elder brother, and quickly said, "Then my name is..."

"No need." Jiang Peiliang seemed impatient: "It's too late."

"I see."

Jiang Yan put the fried chicken on the dining table and ran to the kitchen to have a look.

The large refrigerator in the kitchen is a walk-in, and it is still operating steadily. Jiang Yan opened the door, and after choosing among all kinds of dazzling and expensive ingredients for a moment, he called out: "Brother!"

Jiang Peiliang followed the prestige, and a big head poked out from the kitchen door.

The hair is fluffy under the warm yellow light, like a toy lamb from childhood.

He said coldly, "what are you doing again?"

"Brother, are you hungry?" The toy lamb gave a huge and cute smile: "Let me cook noodles for you!"

Jiang Peiliang: "..."

Why didn't he remember that Jiang Yan knew this skill.

When Jiang Yan served homemade scallions and spaghetti on the table, he found that Jiang Peiliang had put on his glasses and was looking at the document he hadn't finished.

The corners of his big brother's eyes and brows are raised slightly, with a sharp coldness, the way he looks at people is a bit scary, staring at each other closely will give people the illusion of being pierced.

Putting on glasses would have covered it up a bit, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to go up.

"Brother," Jiang Yan quietly pushed the bowl in front of him: "You try."

Spaghetti mixed with scallion oil showed an attractive color under the light, exuding a pure oily aroma, and emerald green scallions dotted on it, at least it didn't look unpalatable.

Jiang Yan is very confident in his cooking skills.

Jiang Peiliang looked at him sideways and was silent for a moment before taking the chopsticks with dignity.

Jiang Yan sat aside as quietly as a chicken and waited.

The man in front of him was not slow to eat, but his movements were very elegant, and the bowl in front of him soon bottomed out.

Jiang Yan handed over the paper in a doggy manner, but Jiang Peiliang didn't answer it, but touched his lips with a handkerchief, and said calmly, "What happened recently?"

"No." Jiang Yan said quickly, "I really just haven't seen my eldest brother for too long."

This is not wrong, Jiang Peiliang spends very little time at home, plus the original owner hangs around the Heaven O Room and the White Horse Office all the year round, and often stays out at night, the time of the two is staggered, and they will see each other throughout the year Not a few faces.

There is nothing to say after seeing it, the original owner has such a virtue that cannot be supported by the wall, Jiang Miao and Jiang Yilai can still show disgust, but Jiang Peiliang does not change his face, and even has a pleasant expression [? 】Talk to him.

...and then at the end, the invincible whirlwind kicked the original owner out of the house.

Jiang Peiliang twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't answer, but looked thoughtfully at the yellow fried chicken beside him.

Jiang Yan: "..."

"Brother, what I said is true." He hastily said, "It's just that the light was too dim just now, and my eyesight is not very good, so I didn't recognize it at first."

"Really?" Jiang Peiliang was noncommittal.

"Yes, it's true." Jiang Yan said again: "I count the days on my fingers every day looking forward to your return."

"That's it." Jiang Peiliang remained expressionless: "Then how many days have I been on a business trip?"

Jiang Yan: "?"

His cute smile froze on his face, and it split into eight petals under Jiang Peiliang's sharp gaze.

How does he know this! !

Didn't the original book say that Jiang Peiliang cherishes words like gold and doesn't like to talk...why is he asking random questions? !Is he the lucky viewer? !

Silence is the Jiang family tonight, and embarrassment is the Jiangyan tonight. Under the warm yellow light, there is silence, and Jiangyan's heart is desolate.

Facing Jiang Peiliang's cold eyes, Jiang Yan's brain turned wildly, without changing his face, he said in a hurry: "I don't remember the details, but it should be a very, very long time."

After all, in the original owner's memory, the last time he saw Jiang Peiliang was about five months ago.

"It's not wrong." Jiang Peiliang smiled slowly at his joyful gaze, this time it wasn't a sneer or a sarcastic smile, it was rare and sincere, like melting ice and snow:

"It's two full days."

Jiang Yan: "..."

Good guy, this wave, this wave is super embarrassing, careless, he didn't flash.

Hold back, he thought, hold back.

As long as he is not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed will be someone else...

"Although I don't know what you want to do." Jiang Peiliang put away his smiling face, stood up, without any trace of emotion on his face, and said lightly: "But since you want to pretend to be good, you'd better keep pretending."

Before Jiang Yan could nod his head, he felt that his head had been knocked lightly and hard.

Jiang Peiliang turned around and went upstairs.

Standing below, Jiang Yan was dazed and looked at the David-like sculpture proportions, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the astonishing peach buttocks, and suddenly felt his head buzzing, and he didn't know that he was hit by his elder brother. , was still beautiful by the elder brother.

I don't know if it's because President Ba's stomach is too expensive, Jiang Yan had just eaten fried chicken sneakily last night, and had diarrhea the next day.

The driver stayed outside the door as usual, and saw Young Master Jiang bluntly said yesterday that he wanted to work hard, but today his face was pale and sickly, and he was surprised: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yan got into the car with a peaceful expression: "Let's go."

He slumped on the back seat, feeling that his butt had become a two-acre field that had just been hoeed three times by a modern automatic tractor, and that he was about to die on the spot, so he quickly changed to a side-lying position.

Before arriving at the company, the little assistant Bie Le diligently sent today's schedule, and there seemed to be a routine meeting later.

Jiang Yan pulled out his finger with difficulty and typed "OK" on it.

He put down his phone, and his eyes met the driver's in the rearview mirror.

Jiang Yan: "? What do you think I am doing? Drive hard."

"Young master." The driver's words seemed to contain unfinished meaning: "Have you reconciled with Master Jing?"

Jiang Yan responded for two seconds: "What do you mean?"

The driver's eyes flickered twice in the rearview mirror, as if pointing to Jiang Yan's butt.

Jiang Yan: "..."

If the driver wasn't a veteran of the Jiang family, I really wanted to call Cuiguo to smash his mouth.

"Can you think of something normal?" Jiang Yan slapped his thigh, and said righteously: "I just ate my stomach!"

Driver: "Yeah."

Jiang Yan saw it, but he didn't believe it.

The deep-rooted impression needs to be changed slowly, Jiang Yan cheered himself up in his heart, and lay down by the way.

The company's regular meeting started at nine o'clock, and this time it was rare that everyone was there early, and the top position was finally no longer vacant.

Supervisors and managers sat in rows, looking at each other.

The name of this company in Jiangyan is "Xiangjing", and the name reveals a strong smell of dog-licking, and it is indeed the case.

Although this is an entertainment company that was not too small in scale before, since the original owner took over, he has piled up all the good resources on Jingshi, and forcibly put an eighteenth-tier kid with a bad background and no outstanding ability The stars have become the current trending artists of traffic.

As the saying goes, pigs are popular with such resources; but it is obvious that the situation is not as good as pigs, and pigs are not white-eyed wolves.

Recently, according to the usual practice, the company has given Jing Shi another campus idol drama to play with Xiaohua, who has been gaining momentum recently in the film and television industry. It stands to reason that this is his high promotion, but now something seems to be wrong again.

"Mr. Jiang," Jingshi's agent said, "Jingshi's fans really don't want him to accept this show and are boycotting it. Would you reconsider?"

Jiang Yan really didn't understand: "What's wrong with this show?"

"It's like this." The agent nodded as a matter of course: "Jingshi has filmed two idol dramas in a row and won many awards. Fans think that the next drama can challenge the real drama, and they don't want the woman to be tied up. Blood-sucking propaganda."

Jiang Yan: "..."

This is true, the heart is higher than the sky, and the human is stronger than the pig.

In the original book, Jing Si suddenly became enlightened after being instructed by the film director. Since then, his acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Let’s not discuss whether this plot is scientific or not. As for Jing Si’s acting skills that seem to be possessed by AI, who bought those awards? Fans? Don't know?

The filter has to be as thick as 800 meters.

Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't speak, Jing Shi's manager naturally thought that he was thinking about it, and added: "The fans' reaction is quite strong, do you think you can win the role of "Flying Apsaras"?"

"Flying Apsaras" is a historical drama film for which a famous director has recently announced the casting, and the two of them have a long-term vision.

Jiang Yan took out his mobile phone and logged into Jingxiang Entertainment's official blog.

As the official blog of an entertainment company, its ass is so crooked that passers-by can't stand it anymore. Ninety of the [-] posts are promotional activities for the scene, and other artists are divided into [-] posts, and the remaining [-] posts are for forwarding lottery.

Under the latest Weibo post, the comment section has been overrun by tens of thousands of neat and uniform accusations and big-character posters:

[i Jing Si]: Please treat Xiang Jing Entertainment kindly to Jing Si [! ] Stop unfair treatment [! ] Stop consuming the artist's future and squeeze the artist's value [! ] Give the company the resources it deserves as a cash cow [! ]

[Jing Si's Little Follower]: Refuse to accept the next idol drama [! ] Let the actors and actresses choose the script by themselves [! ]

Jiang Yan slipped down and was terrified by their confusion.

Among so many words, only unfair treatment is true, but if you really stop unfair treatment, your brother will go digging sweet potatoes in the field immediately!

Seeing his expression change slightly, the agent said, "Boss Jiang, what do you think?"

"I think what you said is right." Jiang Yan said solemnly: "This idol drama is really not suitable for the scene."

The manager was overjoyed: "Then "Flying Apsaras"..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Yan paused for a moment, then added: "The hero image required by this idol drama doesn't match him, he can't do it."

broker:"?"

Where can't it work?

The originally lazy people immediately sat up, and there was a flickering light in each other's eyes.

"Chen Lanxi." Jiang Yan called out the name of the last person from memory, "You brought Gu Yun, right? Let him act."

Chen Lanxi was almost knocked out by this big pie from the sky: "Really!?"

The artistes of Jingxiang Entertainment terminated their contracts, retired from the circle, and there were not many who could stay. This one under him was also a ten thousand-year-old little sticky bean, which was almost exposed.

Jing Si's manager was confused by the sudden change of decision, and subconsciously asked, "What about Jing Si?"

"Is there any truth to what the boss said?" Jiang Yan pondered, pretending to be thinking, and said, "As for the scenery..."

Jing Shi came to the door of the conference room, and just when he was about to push the door open, he heard Jiang Yan's voice clearly from inside:

"He can play the hero's father."

Scene: "..."