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On Xie Baijing's side, after nearly an hour of dancing, he was brought downstairs to the studio to prepare for shooting.This is his second part-time job in Xinrui, and the first time was introduced by a school girl.The junior girl saw the news by chance, and told him by chance that he came for the interview on a temporary basis, but unexpectedly, he was actually selected.Most of the people who filmed with him were from majors, or had dreams of being a star, but his purpose was simple and unique, which was to make money.

The company is rich and powerful, and one advertisement can be worth a week of his work.After the filming, it was said that there would be a free dinner, and several people were picked out and brought to a party.There were quite a few people at that party, and some of them looked like they had a lot of money.The men and women who went with them were all high until late at night that day, drunk like mud, but Xie Baijing was still cautious and didn't drink a drop of alcohol.Back on the bed that night, he thought about whether he should continue or not.He knew that he had no wealth and was not good at following others, so he was not suitable to be a target in this kind of circle where success or failure could be achieved in a blink of an eye.But when the director called him the next day to ask him to come again and proposed the salary, he once again agreed without hesitation.

He was short of money, and he didn't stop at trying to make up for what he lacked, he wanted to earn more.Young people's ambitions are always surging and vigorous, like the fire that ignites the prairie, always burning.

Xie Baijing looked out of the canopy heavily, and quickly withdrew his gaze.Outside the studio, apart from the field staff, there were also several people in formal attire watching with folded arms.

He has never studied acting, and obviously has no foundation in dancing, so he tends to feel jerky.But what the director likes the most is that he is not afraid or nervous about the camera like most people, but accepts the inspection and recording of the camera frankly.As long as a little guidance, you can show a very natural posture.As for the jerkyness, it was just icing on the cake in front of the young and handsome body.

The filming went well.At nine o'clock in the evening, Xie Baijing put on his schoolbag and took the subway back to school.There were not many people on the night subway, so he was lucky enough to sit on the seat, hold his bag in front of his chest, close his eyes and sleep for 10 minutes, then change trains and sleep again.When he returned to the dormitory, the lights had already been turned off. He greeted his roommates who were still playing games, took a shower, and went directly to bed, not caring whether the makeup on his face was removed or not.A person in charge of Xinrui surnamed Liu added him on WeChat, as if intending to let him formally sign the contract. He was indeed a little moved, but he didn't have time to think too much at this time, and he was more concerned about whether he would be late for the part-time job tomorrow morning.

As for Ke Jiang who came to deliver coffee in the afternoon, he had completely forgotten about him.

In Xie Baijing's night, falling asleep urgently has become a task.As for Ke Jiang's night, it is impossible not to stay overnight.There were a lot fewer people tonight, they were all a few familiar faces and the companions they brought, there were fewer people who were brought here like Xie Baijing and the others last time, a group of old acquaintances played more vulgar, and dared to speak out explain.Ke Jiang has a good temper and is especially amused. He is always the one pushed to the center of the field.With less boring communication, he is also more relaxed, playing to the point of excitement, pulling people to dance, and then running around the field like crazy, slapping each friend's face.

Several people were half-drunk, and Ke Jiang was also tired. He collapsed on the sofa in the private room, almost passed out, and no one knew how he was sent to the hotel.

For half a month, he lived most of his days like this.Every few days, he will go to see the old man, but his father and brother still refuse to see him once.In the evening, I meet with various friends, go out to sea to drive a speedboat, play with a car, or just dance and drink in the city.The circle of friends who were unfamiliar with him because he went abroad quickly became active, but he also had to admit that he was indeed not a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. Almost fell apart the bones.Besides, it's not like all his friends are not doing business like him, playing around and finding people around him coming and going, it's boring to be the only one who sticks to it all the time.

Xu Li did ask Xie Baijing again, but Ke Jiang was stunned for a while, saying what was my business?

Xu Li patiently: "Aren't you interested in him? The company said they would sign him. What do you think?"

"What can I think," Ke Jiang said, "I just think he's always stinky, inappropriate, and doesn't look like he can be a star."

Xu Li gave a long oh, understood.Turning around, I sent a message to Liu Hong, that young man surnamed Xie stopped signing.

Ke Jiang didn't care much.A failed strike-up is just a small setback in life. The bigger setback is that the old man issued an imperial decree, requiring him to go home and reunite with his father and brother.The old man's heart is broken. Seeing that his grandson has returned to China, it is not enough to come to serve him every few days, and he is even more worried about whether the relationship between his children and grandchildren will last forever.The ancestral father-son relationship in their family is weak, and the brotherhood is even weaker. In the family, only Ke Jiang, the grandfather and grandson, are still close, and the remaining three are placed together like a gu.The old man has a good idea, but this is a stubborn disease of the Ke family, how can it be solved with a meal.

Mr. Ke sat in a wheelchair and had dinner with his son and grandson himself.On the long table in the restaurant, Father Ke and the old man sat at one end each, while Ke Jiang and his brother Ke Chengcheng sat on both sides.In fact, there are more than that. Grandpa Ke also has a nurse on the left and right, Ke Cheng is accompanied by his wife, and Aunt Wang who is in charge of the housework is always standing behind Ke’s father to take care of him. Only Ke Jiang seems to be alone, eating happily alone. .The banquet was not embarrassing, but it was by no means lively.Fortunately, Ke Cheng's wife, as the only woman in the family, tried her best to moderate the atmosphere; when the old man spoke, Ke Jiang always echoed him, so it was not an awkward situation.

Ke Cheng was halfway through eating, and suddenly mentioned: "My brother is also this old, he should learn to help the family."

Ke Jiang and his brother looked at each other.Ke's father agreed very much, and subconsciously reprimanded his youngest son: "Ke Jiang plays too crazy every day, and he is already 24 or five years old, and he hasn't grown up yet..."

"I was wrong," Ke Jiang said with a smile, "It's just that I don't know anything at all, and I'm afraid of making trouble for the family."

The old man interrupted coldly: "I've never let him touch it, how could he do it? Then let Xiaojiang take care of it first, and he will be able to do everything once he gets started. Are you willing?"

"Dad, why don't you want to?" Father Ke seemed to think it was funny, and raised his voice, "The current Xinrui happens to be taken by his brother, why don't we let Ke Jiang try it out."

The old man hummed, and the male masters of the two generations of the Ke family said something to each other, and this matter seemed to be settled.Ke Jiang was stunned, and he and Ke Cheng looked at each other again, convinced that his brother was also reluctant.It is estimated that Ke Cheng originally wanted to torture and torture the cheap brother, and then show his elder brother's demeanor, and did not want to shoot himself in the foot.When the two brothers were young, one choked the other. If they want to work together in the future, it is better to let them die.

Mr. Ke glanced at his two grandsons. The elder grandson couldn't hold back, and he relied on his wife to cover him with vegetables. The worthless younger grandson showed a flattering smile at the old man with a piece of meat in his mouth.

"I think Xiaojiang is a wealthy man," Mr. Ke said slowly, "Bodhisattva Lehe, you don't have to worry about food and drink. Don't worry, you should have what you deserve, and your father will definitely not miss you."

Father Ke's brows twitched, obviously furious.Ke Jiang groaned, and quickly got up to ladle out soup for the old man, "You said that, with grandpa around, our family can't eat less."