Idol behaviors do not increase fans

Jiang Yang got off the car on Twelfth Street.

Twelfth Street, a famous business district in S City, criss-crossing twelve streets, among which towering tall buildings, crowded with people during the day, brightly lit at night, accompanied by prosperity and money, a holy place for street photography, gathering beauties, handsome men all over the street, the joy of the rich second generation field.It is equivalent to Sanhetun in City B and Taiheli in City C. Together, the three are known as the top three business districts.

The Twelfth Street got its name from ancient times. When the city was first established in ancient times, the city was small and there were only twelve avenues in total, interlaced in a regular manner, supplying people's daily travel. Later, with the development of the country, the city became bigger and the roads With a little increase, the most primitive street has become a block of S City, and people call it Twelfth Street.In recent years, the country has expanded a lot outwards, and the oldest and most central Twelfth Street has become the core business district of S City.

A nobleman like Jiang Yang has been rolling and playing on Twelfth Street since he was a child. He closed his eyes, searched for the word Twelfth Street in his mind, and immediately a detailed map appeared.

Jiang Yang glanced at the address, and set off towards the destination with strides.

The meeting place was at the corner of the street with the most traffic. The workers at the door were doing renovations. The workers wearing masks and orange overalls were holding a soldering iron tool and shining a dazzling white light, which hurt people's eyes.

Jiang Yang covered his eyes and looked up at the house number, No. 13 Twelfth Street, that's right.

When the workers saw someone standing at the door, they probably wanted to go in. They immediately stopped their irritating work and let them go in, thinking not to hurt them. After Jiang Yang understood, he bowed politely to express his gratitude to them, and went in.

When he went in, the workers outside started beating again, chi chi la la.

The outside is being renovated, and the inside is also being renovated.

The room is too simple, with messy materials piled up on the floor, white lime water scattered everywhere, and rough low wooden boards around the French windows trying to divide them into four small compartments. The space outside the compartments just forms a circular area. It's supposed to be a small living room.

Jiang Yang went in and took a look at it, and gave an evaluation: shabby.

"I can't stand or sit at this station. Why did you invite me here? Could it be that you tricked me into working? Painting the walls?" Jiang Yang glanced at the painting bucket beside him and shook his head hastily.

Jiang Yang took two steps inside, looking left and right to see if anyone was there.

"Huh?" Jiang Yang turned sideways and saw a buddy sitting in a cubicle drawing something with a drawing board.

He paced into a cubicle with his hands behind his back.

The young man in the room was sitting on a small bench, leaning casually on the weak wooden plank, stretching his long legs to the ground, regardless of the mess. He was watching the scenery outside the window, and didn't feel anyone coming in at all.

There was nothing in the cubicle, but the view was pretty good. Jiang Yang followed the young man's gaze and leaned out of the window. A row of cameras on the opposite side of the window were shooting various beauties.

Jiang Yang smiled, so this kid is looking at beautiful women?

"You are?" The young man in overalls sitting on the bench saw him retract his legs.

"Are you painting the girl outside?" Jiang Yang answered irrelevantly, and he looked at the half-covered drawing board in the young man's hand.

"No. You are?" The young man subconsciously took out the drawing board for him to look at and explain, but he stopped halfway through, why explain this to a stranger?

"Jiang Yang, let's get to know you. Who are you?" Jiang Yang smiled and stretched out his hand.

... stuck for a few seconds.

"Qin Guangming." The young man took off the peaked cap he was wearing upside down, stroked his hair back with his hands and put it on again before shaking hands with Jiang Yang.

"Are you coming?" The young man pointed to this place.

"I have an appointment to meet someone." Jiang Yang glanced outside the cubicle, then he turned his head and stared at the drawing board and asked, "Are you the interior designer of this place?"

"That's... right."

"Is it? Yes, what is it? I know, it must be that Party A's father is forcing things too much, and he doesn't know how to command blindly. You, a designer, can't fully display your talents, right?" Jiang Yang said. I have also experienced the way I know you.

"Uh, uh." The young man uh a few times but didn't say anything.

Where is Party A's father?He is the gold master!What's more, he has been a funder for so many years, and he has never been suspicious of people, and he has never doubted his employment, and he has never been foolish when he handed it over to others!

"This is a broken place..." Jiang Yang looked around in disgust, and stretched out his hand to push the young man to get the bench out.

"What are you doing?" The young man was pushed to the other end of the bench by his buttocks, only half of his buttocks were stuck to the bench.

"Squeeze." Jiang Yang discussed with the young man.

"I'll give it to you." The young man said he wanted to get up.

"Oh, two people can sit, why are you standing?" Jiang Yang pulled him back to his seat, "Then I'll move my butt out a bit, that's fine."

The small simple bench creaked...Jiang Yang, you slacker, can you die if you stand up for a while?

"How did you make an appointment to meet in this ghost place?" Jiang Yang crossed his arms and thought, "Fuck, this can't be the place where Han Xiu will be filming the show. It seems that this design has something to do with the content published on the Internet!"

Jiang Yang slapped his thighs and stood up, the small bench tilted, the legs of the bench retracted, and it fell over, "哧啦~" There was a sharp sound of the floor, the floor thumped, and the person sat on the ground.

Han Xiu sat on the ground with his head bowed, his head was burning with anger.If that person dared to mess with him again, he couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be a daytime murder at Twelfth Street No. 13 here.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry buddy." Jiang Yang reacted and quickly pulled Han Xiu up, patted the dirt on his butt, and said in his mouth: "It doesn't hurt or hurt, don't cry or cry. Uncle will avenge you! "

"You bad bench, I'll hit you! I'll hit you!" Jiang Yang set up the small bench and beat him to avenge his buddies.

Han Xiu petrified watching this scene...

Jiang Yang's behavior was a stress response and a subconscious behavior.Whenever he heard the sound of knocking and falling, the next sound and movement would just come out of his brain automatically. The reason was that Jiang Yang was scared by his little nephew.When a child bumps into a child at home, after a second of silence, he immediately wails. Jiang Yang has been afraid of this since he was a child, so he always comforts the person in that second.

Han Xiu ignored him and sat aside with a drawing board to draw something.

"Your boss is Han Xiu, right?" Jiang Yang took care of the bench and sat aside.

"Yeah." Han Xiu nodded.

Leaning against him, Jiang Yang put his head close to the drawing paper and looked at a rough picture.

"This design drawing is the interior scene of the show." Jiang Yang had nothing to say.

"Yeah." Han Xiu still only nodded.

"If you can really design it according to the picture you drew, it may save some ratings." Jiang Yang said, leaning on the wooden board.

"Huh?" Han Xiu turned to look at him.

"I said that your design is pretty good, but his show is not good. Isn't the theme of his show something to arouse people's exploration of emotions, thinking about the soul, pursuit of freedom, and finally educate people with far-reaching and far-reaching truths? I have seen it. Well, to be honest, the idea is too beautiful, unrealistic, boring and no one will watch it. What era is it now.”

"What year?" Han Xiu asked him.

"What era? Dude, now is an era of pursuit of happiness, money, beauty and excitement. Who would watch a lecture program full of love, love, etc.? Returning soul and freedom? Han Xiu is a criminal Let’s see. Now, what are the popular shows, talk shows, debates, sharp language, how happy I am to watch, and the talent show that popped up a while ago, I feel happy after watching it.” Jiang Yang complained from the bottom of his heart.

"Vulgar." Han Xiu suddenly stood up and dropped the word.

"Hey, is it vulgar to be happy and beautiful?" Jiang Yang also stood up, "Don't believe me, you will know when the time comes. Will watching this kind of show be eliminated by the market? Bet or not?"

"I bet it will be popular all over the country." Han Xiu poked Jiang Yang's chest with a drawing board and said, his eyes were full of flamboyance.

"I said it won't, unless the content of the program changes later." Jiang Yang said firmly while holding the drawing board.Jiang Yang's vision is never wrong, anything he doesn't like is definitely bad.

The two stalemate for a while, and Jiang Yang spoke first.

"Actually, I'm here today to meet Han Xiu. Get to know me again. I'm another guest on the show. Jiang Yang. You're not necessarily wrong. With me joining the show, it will definitely become popular all over the country." Jiang Yang Letting go of the drawing board, smiling brightly, he stretched out his hand to get to know each other formally.

Han Xiu retracted the drawing board, ignored him, turned and left.

"Hey, you have a big temper. Is Han Xiu your relative?" Jiang Yang followed behind and wanted to chase him back.

As a result, as soon as Jiang Yang left the cubicle, the man disappeared.

This room is really evil, it's only this big, and there is no shelter, so why do people disappear.

"Are you?" The little girl patted Jiang Yang and asked.

"Ah?" Jiang Yang heard the girl's voice and turned around.

"Oh, I met Boss Han Xiuhan here. I guess I came to the right place." Jiang Yang said to the little girl in a joking tone, pretending to look around.

"Oh, you are Mr. Jiang Yang, aren't you?" the girl said clearly, "It's not wrong, it's not wrong, our boss rented this place and just started to decorate it, it doesn't match Twelfth Street."

"Then can I see your Boss Han now?"

"Oh, see the boss? Then you have to wait a while, he just fell asleep." The girl said apologetically.

"What a coincidence." Jiang Yang replied after hearing this.

"Otherwise, I'll take you to the second floor to sit for a while?" the girl asked politely.

"Second floor, what about the second floor? Please let me lead the way." Jiang Yang said sweetly.

The little girl led him up the stairs on the second floor.

The stairway leading to the second floor happened to have the same pattern as the wall on the side, and it was hard to tell if you didn't look closely. In this way, the person must have gone up to the second floor.

The second floor is neat and tidy, without too much decoration, it looks simple and elegant, one is the work area, the other is the rest area, and for some reason today, Jiang Yang did not see any other staff members.

Jiang Yang followed the little girl into the rest area. The little girl poured him a glass of water and then went about her own business. Jiang Yang took out his phone and started a game of jumping and jumping.

Jiang Yang's little chess is jumping, and his eyes can't tell whether the square is facing outward or inward, and his eyes are blurred.

He jumped to five hundred and four and didn't control the strength well, the small chess jumped off, the game was over, and the interface reminded him that the number one was not great, but he was the only one in the WeChat list who still played this game.

Long Love Boys are set!

When Jiang Yang was bored, he stood up and wandered around. He turned around the work area, and just now the little girl was typing documents by herself, and the other workstations were empty.Afraid of disturbing people's work, Jiang Yang quietly withdrew and went to other places.

The author has something to say: Immediately, Jiang Yang will receive male moral education!Ha ha!