Four rooms and one hall diary

Li Yajun's complexion was not good after returning home, as if covered by a dark cloud, causing the entire 7-01 to fall into a low pressure.

After Fang Yitong got off work, seeing the sullen landlady squatting on the sofa, his friend suddenly burst into flames: "Yajun, are you not feeling well?"

"A bit."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Physically and psychologically uncomfortable."

Fang Yitong thought for a while, and suggested: "...Then, tell Teacher Xiang to come over and take a look?"

Li Yajun is embarrassing, he Xiang Huai is not a doctor, he can see a P!Besides, why Xiang Huai?Can't others?He is not the only friend Xiang Huai!

"...That's not necessary, hey, what's for lunch today?" Li Yajun jumped off the sofa and followed the chef into the kitchen, "Oh—the food is good! That guy San'er has no luck."

"How come, his cooking skills must be better than mine."

"Not necessarily, didn't you hear San'er say, 'Yitong cooks the best food I've ever eaten', the people in his family obviously can't compare with you, besides, his family is a gangster , will you eat and eat a bullet?"

"That's an exaggeration." Fang Yitong smiled and began to pack the ingredients.

Li Yajun just stood quietly by and watched.

He thought to himself, he is already living happily, isn't he?Eat well, drink well and sleep well, what else can life do?Moreover, with so many good brothers living together, he is not lonely at all!

It's been three years...

Li Yajun leaned against the wall, and flew back to those days in a trance.

He was just in high school then.His father died of illness, and his mother married far away without saying hello.He had no friends or relatives, and started living alone in a big empty house.

He won't say how much he has suffered. In the eyes of outsiders, Li Yajun, who has a house and money, is clearly a young master with a good life. If he says that his life is pitiful, everyone will give him a "hypocritical".

Overnight, Li Yajun, who didn't have much smile on his face, became even more withdrawn.

Boys disdain to play with him, and girls call him "Prince Lengao". This title seems cool, but it clearly contains a sense of irony.Gradually, he learned to relieve loneliness on the Internet.

Li Yajun started to play online games, he spent a lot of money to make good equipment, and formed his own gang, with a group of comrades in arms.A small game made him experience many things he had never experienced before.

One month before the college entrance examination, someone asked Li Yajun, boss, you are about to take the exam, and your parents still allow you to play games?

He answered honestly, I live alone.

——Isn't that very lonely?

——Fortunately, I got used to it.

The man was silent for a while, and said old-fashionedly, young people should communicate more with their peers, and it's not a big deal to always spend time on the Internet.

Li Yajun was in a good mood at that time, so he began to think about this sentence seriously.

So, there is the poster for renting a house in B large open water room.

——Thinking about it now, I am very grateful to that netizen, he is really comfortable every day now.

When he was alone and couldn't sleep at night, when he was ridiculed by his father's lover, when the corridor was thrown with garbage, and when someone wrote ugly words at the door, where was the person who should be called his mother?

She obviously refused to give him even a little bit of affection, but she came to act in such a play pretendingly, it was really interesting.

"...Yajun, you are in a bad mood, what happened?" Although Fang Yitong didn't talk much and was a little nervous, but at this moment, his good brother was standing behind him, exuding that kind of strong gloomy aura. No matter how dull you are, you can feel it somewhat.

Li Yajun came back to his senses with a jolt, "—No, you are busy, I will watch TV." He laughed dryly and exited the kitchen, fearing that the other party would see a little unnaturalness.

Fang Yitong sighed and shook his head—every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, so let it go if Yajun doesn't want to talk about it, and hope he will get better after dinner.

There was no good program at noon, and the live news at noon was being broadcast on TV. I saw reporters standing on the street randomly interviewing passers-by A, B, C, D, which was not interesting.Li Yajun glanced at the screen uninterestedly, but stopped suddenly when he saw the back of a woman!

——Isn’t that fucking? !

Naturally, the first time I met her, the impression was deep, that hairstyle, that outfit, it was definitely her!

However, what Li Yajun was shocked at the moment was not seeing his mother passing by on TV, but the man next to his mother.

White shirt, suit pants.Why does this man have an inexplicable sense of familiarity...?

The backs of the two flashed past and walked into a high-end hotel. Li Yajun subconsciously glanced at the name of the hotel-Dynasty Holiday.

- It doesn't make sense.

He should be completely unfamiliar with his mother's social circle, and that man is tall and tall, with outstanding temperament, he is clearly not the somewhat pudgy stepfather.

So who is he?Why is it so familiar?

— Do I know him?

Li Yajun frowned, stood up like a ghost, walked to the door and changed his shoes.

Fang Yitong had just brought out a plate of fried dishes, when he saw the landlord's appearance, he was surprised and said, "Yajun, you don't want to eat anymore?"

"...Something happened suddenly, I'm sorry, you ask Xiao Xiao to eat together."

The landlord's appearance was a bit abnormal, Fang Yitong was about to ask, when his phone rang by coincidence.

The moment he took out the phone, Li Yajun had already opened the door and left.

"……Hey?"

"Is it Mr. Fang Yitong?" A strange male voice came, Fang Yitong paused in his heart, and subconsciously guessed whether Ermao had committed something again.

——But this time, he wronged his younger brother.

The other party claimed to be the general manager of Wanjiafu Supermarket. He said that Fang Yitong performed very well in the competition last time. He wanted to support him to participate in a large-scale domestic talent show. I wonder if Mr. Fang has this willingness.

Fang Yitong was extremely shocked when he heard this, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he has been silent, the other party thought that Fang Yitong was worried that the pie came too easily and there was fraud in it, so he gently advised him to talk to him face to face.

Fang Yitong recovered from the shock, and hurriedly said, "Well, but I'm only No.2..."

"Mr. Fang is too unconfident," the other party chuckled, "I heard that you have not undergone professional training, and to get this ranking is already an outstanding performance. I believe that Mr. Fang is the jade of Heshi. Can shine bright..."

Fang Yitong was dazed by the bunch of idioms, so he agreed to the other party's proposal to meet and talk in detail.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yitong went to wash his face.

Looking up at this person in the mirror, I really can't find anything special about him. How could that person take a fancy to himself?

Maybe he is really talented?

——An enviable luxury house and a car, and endless parties; when you step on the stage, the audience is full of stars, and when you speak, everyone responds excitedly. A look or a smile will drive others crazy.

Fang Yitong never thought about becoming such a person.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

I started to suffer from delusional disorder before I left my horoscope. It is not certain whether this will be possible, let's go and see!

To be honest, singing is just Fang Yitong's hobby, more precisely humming.He can't even remember the lyrics, he just thinks that the melody can bring him happiness.

Such a half-baked guy, there is actually someone willing to support him.

Maybe maybe he has some bright spots that he doesn't even know about... well, just talking casually.

Fang Yitong arrived at the place designated by the other party - an elegant restaurant.

Although it is a bit strange to talk in a restaurant, the other party may just want to have a meal by the way at this time.Fang Yitong didn't think too much, straightened his clothes and went in.

The first time Tang Yue saw this young man clearly, to be honest, there was no wave in his heart.

That's right, Fang Yitong's appearance is very ordinary, clean and gentle at most, how can such a person with no bright spots in appearance surprise Tang Yue who has seen all the handsome men and beautiful women at first sight?

Some of his lovers are gorgeous, some are handsome, some are lively, and some are restrained. Of course, there are also gentle and gentle types like Fang Yitong.But the biggest difference between them and this boy is that they are generally good-looking, at least satisfying Tang Yue's desire for beauty.

Tang Yue felt that he must have a fever. Otherwise, how could he be interested in such a popular-looking person? Would it be possible to experience aesthetic fatigue when facing handsome men and beautiful women of different styles every day?

Fang Yitong didn't expect that there were other people in the private room besides Mr. Chen on the phone. He didn't know what to call him, so he smiled restrainedly at Tang Yue.

Tang Yue nodded in response, and Mr. Chen took the opportunity to introduce: "Xiao Fang, this is Mr. Tang, the ace manager of Jiuxing Entertainment. Hey, do you know Jiuxing?"

Fang Yi was stunned, and carefully shook his head: "I don't know."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he became a little frustrated. Saying so would undoubtedly sweep the other party's face. What should I do?

Tang Yue is undoubtedly an old fritter with neither emotions nor emotions. He didn't say anything, just sipped his tea slowly, thinking that this kid is stupid, he can't laugh, he can't even speak, from him What fun can you find?

Mr. Chen said with a smile: "It's okay if Xiaofang doesn't know, Brother Tang will teach you in the future, by the way, our cooperation - what do you think?"

"Cooperation?" Fang Yitong asked back.

"That's right, I'm here to support you to participate in the draft to gain popularity, and then you can endorse our supermarket."

As long as you think about it a little bit, you will feel that something is wrong.If you need a spokesperson, wouldn't it be good to just invite a popular star?Why waste time and effort to praise a newcomer who doesn't know if he will be popular?If it doesn't work out, isn't the investment all in vain?

After listening to Fang Yitong's doubts, Mr. Chen thought to himself that this kid is not ignorant.Then he smiled even more, and said sincerely: "Since we chose you, there is a reason for us. You don't have to worry too much about this. All you have to do is four words—sing well."

Mr. Chen sent someone to investigate Fang Yitong beforehand, and he knew that his family was not well off and he had a younger brother who was studying. He probably participated in the competition for prize money. Dealing with this kind of person was really easy.

So he purposely put it lightly—you can make money with a clear voice, so why not do it?

Fang Yitong held the teacup, lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

He didn't really want to enter the entertainment industry, it was too complicated.Now he feels that this kind of life is very fulfilling and satisfying.

However, Fang Yitong vaguely heard another voice whispering in his heart: Is it really what you want to do nothing for a lifetime?

——Now you can live in a spacious and beautiful house because you were lucky enough to meet Li Yajun. If not, you might not know where you are wandering.What's more, you can't live in Li Yajun's house forever.A man should have a career, be able to support his family, be obliged to be filial to his parents, and be responsible for providing good living conditions for his future wife and children. How do you do this now?

Fang Yitong was shaken.

If he can get more rewards than cooking on this road, if he can also get affirmative glances from his parents, if he can also get a few compliments from relatives and friends, if he no longer envies his younger brother who can go to college...

As long as he is human, he will have desires. Fang Yitong is not a god who is pure-hearted and ignorant of worldly desires. He wants to fully support himself with his own ability, and he also wants to repay his parents for their nurturing grace as soon as possible.

Mr. Chen saw that the young man's expression was calm for a while and tangled for a while, he just thought it was fun.

Tang Yue used a similar method to pull many people onto the bed, and most of them agreed to it as soon as they heard such a good thing, but this young man thought about it for a long time, but he didn't see him give a clear reply.

Tang Yue put down the teacup and said lightly: "I really don't want to, and I won't force you."

"—No!" Fang Yitong raised his head, "I want to know the specific plan of the training."

Mr. Chen took out a document without hesitation, "Everything is here, you can study it slowly."

Fang Yitong read it carefully and found that the daily training time is not too long - from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am and from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm. Plenty of time to cook for several cohabitants.This arrangement seemed to be entirely for his cooperation, so Fang Yitong couldn't find any reason for his dissatisfaction.

Seeing the young man's expression of joy, Mr. Chen looked at the right moment and smiled and said: "——If there are no other questions, we should shake hands and say 'happy cooperation', Xiao Fang?"