Star Road: Peasants Attack the City

After the press conference was over, Mo Bajue was immediately surrounded by the crew, because he usually had no airs, and even if he showed signs of being a superstar, everyone didn't realize it, and rushed to touch him.

Among them, Xiao Wu was the most happiest, except for the crotch, he touched people from head to toe. Seeing the long-coveted pair of Berluti, he wanted to pounce on him and lick them. Mo Bajue wanted to grab his back collar desperately. Only then can this wolfhound be subdued.

Chen Lin circled around him while shaking his head, "A man depends on his clothes. It turned out to be a tree with a crooked neck at best. After trimming, it looks like a pine and cypress." After speaking, he was a little unhappy, and turned his head to stare at the crew resentfully. Style design: It is also style design, why can you only dress up the crooked neck more and more like a crooked neck?

The little assistant leaned against the door frame and smiled, "Brother Bajue, it will be a legitimate cooperation from now on, congratulations."

Mo Bajue smiled wryly, but he wasn't as happy as the others.

He remembered what NICK said last night when the stylists were constantly improving themselves. Some of the taboos or necessary means of communication in the circle are put on the table for others to see, and there are hidden hidden rules.

It’s only one night, everything has been changed, the only thing that can stick to it is a name, but it still has to be evaluated helplessly—connotation is nice to say, but who in the circle will ask you the reason for your name?Rustic names are afraid of bad things.

But that was his only insistence.

Mo Bajue lowered his eyelids, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes.

NICK's originally beaming face gradually faded along with his smile, and he finally sighed, "Okay, it's almost time, everyone should quit work early after a day of work, Brother Bajue, let's go back to the company first. "

Mo Bajue was nervous about his debut, and the announcement of the show was snatched up at the last minute. It is not too much to say that he is a bandit. Now there is only one week left, and the training courses account for almost two-thirds of the day, and the other one-third It has to be discarded in order to maintain the condition of the skin.

"Yeah." Mo Bajue sighed, nodded slightly to the crew, turned around and was about to leave with NICK, but he didn't want to be grabbed by his shoulders, "Come with me!"

The moment the shoulder was touched, Bajue conditioned reflex raised his hand to cover the man's hand, intending to throw him out. Fortunately, he heard the man's voice in time, and his strength relaxed instantly.

Almost indulgently let that arrogant man wash away his dumbfounded gaze from everyone and drag him all the way into the dressing room, Mo Bajue's dark eyes looked at the angry back of that man, and he actually found it cute.

The clasped hands did not loosen.

He slammed the door shut, and a certain master suddenly turned around, but saw a smile on the lips of the idiot, and couldn't help rushing up and grabbing his collar angrily, "Why do you want to sign an NPC?"

Mo Bajue lowered his head and asked innocently, "...why can't you sign?"

"Because I told you to come to A&M!"

"Didn't you say Mr. Shen asked me to go?"

"...Aren't you doing it on purpose?" An Ran stared, "Why didn't you see you at the press conference just now?!"

Mo Bajue sighed for a long time, and slapped his hands away, "The clothes belong to the company, and if they are torn, you will have to pay for them."

An Ran snorted coldly with disdain, "I can give you a trainload of skins."

"But I can't afford it." Mo Bajue leaned wearily against the door panel, lifted the black hair hanging from his forehead with his fingers, and said calmly, "You want to know why you didn't choose A&M...not you?"

I don't choose you... For some reason, An Ran felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, and a gradually expanding guilty conscience.

"Because A&M has never done anything, the arrogant attitude is just like yours." Mo Bajue closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, "I only want to ask, but I can't see the sincerity, which makes people feel irritable even at a glance. .”

An Ran felt that his heart was tightened by the last sentence, his face turned pale, and he cursed in a tense voice after a while, "Just because you are a farmer in the countryside, why, why do you ask the company to put down your body and beg you to come here... Also, and...sincere?" Speaking of this word, he suddenly cursed smoothly, and yelled, "What do you think you are? Don't think that I was drunk and did something to you that day, Just treat yourself as a character and talk to me sincerely? Do you think you are worthy?"

"I said before, I'm not worthy, and I'm not caring." Mo Bajue straightened up lightly, "You always seem to automatically ignore what I said."

An Ran suddenly didn't dare to look directly at him.

Because I never treated this person with my heart, never seriously remembered what this person said, and never cared what this person was thinking... But I couldn't move my eyes away, I wanted to keep watching and watching, every step I took I can see his shadow by my side, otherwise I will be restless.

The reality is, he went further and further away, leaving himself behind.

It only took a short day.

On the way back to the company, Bajue remained silent. NICK watched his expression carefully, and slowly lowered the car window.

At night, the cool wind gushed into the car, and Bajue felt a little more awake. He smiled gratefully at NICK, and then rested his chin on his hand again and went into a daze.

"Brother Bajue, do you really hate this kind of... er, work?" NICK turned his dark eyes to look at him while driving, and the frowning of his brows showed that he was in a bad mood at this time.

"Hmm." Mo Bajue almost didn't think about it.

"...Your hurt me directly." Nick dropped his shoulders in frustration.

"But this is also my choice." Mo Bajue closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just that I'm not used to it, so you don't have to worry about it."

NICK looked at the front of the car, the straight road in the dark night, and suddenly thought, is this road in Mo Bajue's eyes just as confused?No matter how bright the street lights are, they can't reach the end, which makes people panic.

"I will always be with you." NICK said suddenly.

Mo Bajue opened his eyes in surprise.

NICK smiled and said, "Although I can do very little, as long as you go on, I will always be by your side."

"..." Mo Bajue looked at him silently.

NICK himself also felt that saying something like that was a bit nasty, he blushed and scratched his hair, and said haha, "Don't be too touched, who asked you to be brought in by me, I'm always responsible... Hey, brother, Don't keep staring at me like this..."

Mo Bajue said with a complicated expression, "...can you not stop the car as soon as you talk?"

NICK hurriedly looked down, sure enough, he stepped on the gas pedal just now, "...Fuck."

Whoosh.

The car rolled up the fallen leaves and pierced the night sky again.

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When NICK and Bajue returned to the NPC building, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Walking into the revolving door, the elevator just arrived at the lobby on the first floor. With a ding, the door opened, and a tall and gentle man walked out. When he saw the two of them, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"I heard that you made the models go crazy yesterday, so you really brought people here." The man said to NICK with a smile, but he hardly looked at Bajue beside him.

"Ah ha ha, Mr. Du is working overtime?" NICK feared to avoid him when he saw him, and hurriedly shrank behind Ba Jue, "It's just that the time is tight, and it's not that exaggerated. They are not chickens and dogs."

Du Yan shook his head with a broken smile, and turned to look at Mo Bajue. He seemed to be familiar with him and didn't waste time looking at him. "You look good, but if you want to be better, you still need to work hard."

Mo Bajue nodded slightly, "I will try my best."

Du Yan raised his eyebrows.

In a big company like NPC, there are newcomers almost every day, and a large group of people huddle together for training and wait for the company to arrange their debut plan. It is a great opportunity to meet the boss. Usually, they will do their best to please them. The other party may show his best side, even for the noble artist, it is necessary to pay attention to the wording.

But this man only said that I will do my best, a mediocre to detached vocabulary, it is really conceited.

Seeing Du Yan's displeased expression, NICK immediately became nervous.Usually, he tolerated himself in every possible way because he had intentions, but he didn't care about his own face when it came to Mo Bajue, so he hurriedly interjected, "Well, Mr. Du, I already talked with the A&M main station yesterday. Alright, the candidate for the newcomer host of "Hey! RealStar!", hurry up and train, you've worked hard, go back and rest early."

Du Yan laughed, and slowly looked away from Mo Bajue, "Since when did you become so nervous about such a small production?"

NICK glared at him like a little beast, "It's a small production now, and there will be popular shows coming to us in the future, don't worry about Laodu."

"I hope so." Du Yan shook his head, looked down at his watch, and said with a smile, "I still have an appointment, let's take a step first..." As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily turned to Mo Bajue, who was silent. The pupils appeared deeper in the dimly lit hall, Du Yan frowned, "Have you always looked at others like this?"

Mo Bajue was slightly taken aback.

Du Yan took a deep breath, "Remember not to do this in the future."

Such straight eyes are too sharp, it will give people the illusion that all the secrets are being pryed into, which makes people shudder.Then he looked at Nick who was also inexplicable, and suddenly he was a little puzzled, "Don't you think there is something wrong with his eyes?"

NICK opened his mouth wide, "Is being too handsome a problem?"

"..." Du Yan left without saying a word.

Probably, only those who have too many secrets will find it scary. The gaze that can penetrate the heart of a person really doesn't want to touch it for a second.

Mo Bajue and NICK watched Du Yan leave in a hurry, and after a long time, he asked calmly, "Does he think...is it better for me to turn my back on him?"

"..." NICK was silent for a second, then turned to look at him embarrassingly, "How did you come up with such a powerful conclusion?"

"Because I can't think of any other reason."

"He's jealous that you're more handsome than him, don't worry about it." NICK held his forehead and pulled him into the elevator, "Training camp, any big M in front of the training camp is a paper tiger!"