the years when i was in heaven

"Hello, the errand purchasing agent is happy to serve you. Here is your file."

Standing at the door was an errand boy from a certain group of takeaways.

document?

Ming Li said "thank you" and took it, a little disappointed, and then felt that he should be thankful, sent the little brother away with a ferocious smile, and sent him to the elevator.

The errand boy feels that this document contains the assassination list, and the person in front of him has to try his best to remember his face, and kill people at the moment the elevator is about to close.

The elevator door closed, and the errand runner let out a sigh of relief.

Mingli also heaved a sigh of relief.

The file pouch is so thin that you can hardly touch anything with your hands.Mingli went back to the living room and opened it, only a piece of white paper was written on it with a marker pen: See you at Diagonal Cafe at six o'clock tonight.

Mingli: "..."

One sentence needs to mobilize so many teachers! ?

Mingli clicked on WeChat to tell Qiu Hai that he got it, but the other party sent a system message: Pang Haihai has turned on friend verification, you are not his (her) friend yet, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only be verified after the other party passes the verification. chat.

Mingli: "..."

At six o'clock in the evening, Mingli arrived as scheduled, and he saw Qiu Hai sitting by the window from a long distance away.

The cold air has passed through the country in the past few days, and it feels a bit wintery, with light rain pattering.Mingli didn't bring an umbrella when he went out, so he had to wrap his scarf tightly.

A layer of mist formed on the glass, and Qiu Hai was wearing a black turtleneck sweater.He looked outside, and met the embarrassed Ming Li.

At that moment, Mingli suddenly wanted to escape, but he stopped for some reason, and went into the coffee shop bravely.

Mingli likes to drink milky cappuccino, and every time he has to order another order of milk froth.He just sat down at this moment, with a cup of cappuccino and a cup of frothed milk in front of him.

He held the cup in both hands and took a sip, it was still hot.

"This is the on-site procedure." Qiu Hai handed over a document with dozens of pages, "We ask you to figure it out, and follow this procedure when the time comes."

Mingli went through it roughly, basically asking them to say a few words when necessary, and to act as models most of the time.

It's not difficult.

"Give me money?" Ming Li asked.

"What do you think?" Qiu Hai replied.

"I have to eat during the grounding period, how can that basic salary be enough?" Mingli poured the foamed milk into it, stirred it back and forth, and the coffee turned into coffee-flavored milk.

"I want you to talk to Hao Zhun." Qiu Hai looked at his mixing spoon and took a sip of his black Americano.

Few people in the flight department dared to call the department manager's name in front of others. It seemed that the relegation meant that the job content was different for Qiu Hai, and everything else remained the same.

Ming Li confessed his cowardice, drinking his coffee without speaking.

The cup drained quickly, and he didn't know what to use to maintain his calm appearance.

"I took this." Ming Li put the documents under his arm, ready to leave.

"You took it away, what do I see."

"..." Ming Li stared at him blankly, "You didn't back up?"

Qiu Hai responded to him very frankly, "No."

Another cup of cappuccino with milk froth came on the table, and the materials were placed horizontally in the center of the table. Ming Li leaned over to watch the event flow.

The first to appear must be the two leading actors and directors who participated in the creation and performance.Ming Li and Qiu Hai, as "props people", appeared in the "creative background" link in the middle and latter part of the press conference.

Mingli had the final say, the maximum playing time was 10 minutes, no more.

All they were assigned was two lines of lines.

One sentence: "Look at the big screen!"

One sentence: "Hahahahaha"

After the second sentence, it is specially marked: it should be accompanied by warm applause.

Mingli: "..."

What kind of evil did he do? Isn't it good to make money by flying?

Qiu Hai: "The organizer said, you can say one sentence to me, you can't say two sentences by yourself, which sentence do you want to say?"

Mingli looked at Qiu Hai speechlessly, why did you still study it! ?

Qiu Hai propped his elbows on the table and turned sideways, his slender fingers tapped a few nodes on the densely packed text where they were going to enter, speak, and move.

Seeing him being so serious, Mingli put away his crooked thoughts and gradually entered the state.

"Then we came out from the side of the big screen?" Ming Li pointed to a point on the stage layout.

Qiu Hai shook his head, "The screen will go up and down, so we'll just stand right behind it when the time comes."

The two pointed to a point at the same time, and their fingers touched together.

Mingli's fingertips were folded on Qiu Hai's fingernails, and both of them were taken aback.It was only then that Mingli realized that they were so close without realizing it.

He moved his fingers away and distanced himself, his fingertips were numb, and the nails on his thumbs could not be scraped off.

Qiu Hai stared at him for a while, curled up his fingers, and clenched them into fists.

"You... hello, may I ask you... Mingli?"

Hearing the sound, Mingli raised his head, and there was a girl in school uniform standing in front of the desk, carrying a schoolbag, who seemed to have just finished school.

The girl asked repeatedly before Mingli nodded, "It's me."

The girl's uncertain eyes immediately radiated a star-like firm light, "It's really you! Captain Ming!"

As she said that, the girl took out a small book from her schoolbag, "I like this novel so much, can you sign it for me!"

"My Captain Baba" sold the copyrights of comics and animations a few years ago, and opened the license for painting creation. It was a small fire in the circle before, and it did not fully appear in the public eye until it sold the film and television copyrights.

The girl's notebook is covered with anime characters in flight uniforms, some from the official, some from the masters of painting.

Mingli flipped through a few pages, and there were still some people not wearing uniforms, but their poses and scenes were indescribable, and he was quite embarrassed, as if he was standing naked in front of the public and accepting adultery.

He hasn't even tried it himself!

On the opposite side, Qiu Hai raised his eyebrows, his arrogant expression was almost whistling.

The girl's small face formed two flushed plateau reds, and she looked at Mingli as if he was the lifeblood and he was the god.

Ming Li is not a star, but he has experienced the feeling of being chased by a star without knowing it.

There are very few good-looking people in technical jobs. Although the mountain of "Chou Hai" is pressing on him, it can't stop "radish and green vegetables, everyone has their own love".

When he was in school, Mingli didn't understand, except for the goddess he had a crush on, he was Qiu Hai.In the end, it didn't matter if he had a crush on the goddess. His eyes were full of hatred, so he ignored the fiery eyes of others looking at him.

Thinking about it now... there is nothing to regret!

Under such circumstances, Ming Li didn't feel disgusted or flustered, he smiled kindly.The girl's eyes became brighter, and Mingli took the small notebook and signed it with his own name.

The girl protected the small book in her arms, and inadvertently looked at the opposite side, her expression of secret joy froze.

The first reaction in Mingli's mind: It's over.

G Airlines has tens of thousands of employees, and I dare not say all of them after staying in the company for a few years, but it is no problem to be familiar with each other in the department.These people have all seen Ming Li and Qiu Hai, but only when they are alone or with others.

Very few people have seen them side by side in private.

Zhao Jiagui was a lucky one. At that time, he followed suit and finished reading Zhuang Suan's novel, and the first thing he did was to send Mingli a WeChat message for confirmation.

Prototypes are something hardcore book fans can understand at a glance.

"you you……"

The pure wool turtleneck made Qiu Hai's face three-dimensional and warm, and he generously stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Qiu Hai."

The assistant broke in again, "Hao Zhun!"

Hao Zhun almost fell off the boss's chair, and got burnt again for the bad bubble around his mouth.In broad daylight, the workplace is bright, and even the manager is no longer called! ?

Hao Zhun: "What's the rush?"

The assistant danced and only came out with two words: "Weibo!"

Hao Zhun had a bad premonition. Since Mingli's incident, he was invited to drink tea by the company's senior management, and now seeing the word "Weibo" has psychological shadows.

Facts have proved that Hao Zhun's premonition is really accurate.

The department is on the hot search again, and three more.

#Mingli, Captain Ming. #

#海船长直接G Aviation co-pilot. #

#小说adapted from the online drama "Fly", adapted from real people and real events. #

"The company asked them to do business, why did they still form a CP? Are they really going to debut?" Second monk Hao Zhunzhang was puzzled.

The assistant was surprised, "Manager, do you still know the group CP?"

Hao Zhun gave him a displeased look, "Am I such an ignorant person?"

Isn't it so, the assistant thought weakly.

In fact, Hao Zhun only found out after talking too much about Mingli. At this time, he was holding on to a mouthful of anger representing the old people's disobedience.

Someone knocked on the door and came in, "Manager Hao, Mr. Gao, please come."

"Tell Mr. Gao, I'll be there right away." Hao Zhun smiled on the surface, but MMP in his heart.

It's fine if you don't worry about it, why even Qiu Hai is making trouble with him.

The continuous fermentation of hot searches has made the producers of online dramas very happy. They never expected that such a large commercial value could be achieved by relying on character prototypes.

The key is that they haven't started spending money on hype.

Someone dug out the photo of the two flying a chartered plane N years ago, uncovered the relationship between the author and the person involved, and posted the "back view of the Milky Way" of the two in Qiu Hai's circle of friends.

Until the day before the press conference, major brands were still vying for prominent advertising spots at the conference.

The director has three more smile lines at the corners of his eyes, and he has recovered from high blood pressure and high blood lipids.

Qiu Hai was also ordered not to go to the company, and the flight plan was completely suspended.

After a week of being out of work, two "unemployed" people finally ushered in their announcements.

Ming Li was notified that a car would be sent to pick him up at five o'clock in the morning, and the person in charge specifically told him not to wear any attire other than his uniform, and went to the scene to do styling.

The business nanny car was parked downstairs, Ming Li got into the car, and Qiu Hai was sitting in the car.

Qiu Hai was wearing a dark windbreaker and black sweatpants, and was resting with his eyes closed.On the other hand, Mingli himself, with his down jacket and chicken nest head, and with his hands folded in his sleeves, could squat at the door and chat with the gatekeeper of the community all morning.

Mingli: "..."

When they arrived at the scene, because they were not actors, they were arranged in a dressing room, under the charge of a hair and makeup artist.

The hairdresser was stunned for a few seconds when he saw them, and then took them into the room.

Opposite their room are the two largest backstage rest areas in the venue - the dressing rooms of the two leading actors of web dramas.One of the doors was ajar.

Mingli's down jacket was too big and too thick, it perfectly covered himself, and also covered Qiu Hai from the side.They passed the door and were seen by the people in the room.

"Anyone can be popular these days."

Ding Qiaoxin stretched out his ten fingers, and the assistant was manicuring his nails.He took a hiss and frowned, "Take it easy, you won't be able to pay for it if it's broken."

The assistant nodded and bowed and apologized repeatedly.

Ding Qiaoxin, a fifth-tier starlet, has an affair with a very powerful financial sponsor father this year, and brought money into a group to film a variety show, and tasted the taste of being popular.

He is currently in the period of rapid career advancement, and even the senior directors in the industry want to give him five points of face.One point to him, four points to the benefactor behind him.

Ding Qiaoxin couldn't get used to Mou Yue who was acting opposite him, let alone the two amateurs who became popular for no reason.He has already taken care of the hair and makeup artist. There may be accidents on Mou Yue's side, but those two amateurs will definitely let them play to death.

Afterwards, buy a hot search and spray it, so that they will never dare to step into the entertainment circle again.