The actor he wrote by himself

Huo Xiuchi didn't fall asleep until five o'clock with his eyes open, and was woken up by Guan Che at seven o'clock, ready to return to the city.

Two hours of sleep cannot prevent others from being refreshed on happy occasions.

He tidied himself up radiantly, and asked Guan Che the first thing he said when he left the house: "Is what you said yesterday true?"

Guan Che rolled his eyes at him: "I'm not going to tease you."

Huo Xiuchi cheerfully walked side by side with him towards the car, and he turned around and pointed to the villa: "I will not lend this house to Cao Haoyu after the new year. If you feel crowded next door when recording a show, come and live here."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo, but there's no need." Guan Che got into the car first, "I lived well in the dormitory before you showed up. If you showed up, wouldn't I be able to stay?"

It has indeed changed.

After Guan Che gave himself the so-called answer, he seemed to be placing himself on the same level as Huo Xiuchi, which Huo Xiuchi was happy to see.

So now that he is talking back so happily, Huo Xiuchi is even happier.

"Well, then I'll give you another move-in benefit." Huo Xiuchi sat down next to him, "You can take my father's works and watch them at will. There is a projector in the last room on the third floor."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo!" Guan Che's eyes almost lit up, and the tone of the two words of thanks were completely different, "I will definitely go live."

"Good morning, Uncle Liu," Huo Xiuchi greeted Uncle Liu, "Go back to my home in the city center."

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Guan, good morning." Uncle Liu was also affected by Huo Xiuchi's emotions, and was extraordinarily enthusiastic.

Huo Xiuchi asked Guan Che again: "Do you admire my dad very much?"

"Of course, in that era, everyone yearned for it." Guan Che said frankly, "I have several papers written by Director Huo, and one of them is related to you."

"Oh?" Huo Xiuchi asked, "What's your name?"

"Talking about the projection effect of social background in film and television works—take "Dongming" as an example." Guan Che read the name of the thesis to him with his fingers, "Hey, the thesis assignment assigned by the tutor before the graduate school started, and the writing is very superficial Later, I was criticized by my supervisor, saying that I was already a graduate student, and the title was still using the word "Superficial Discussion", which was not at all academically advanced."

When Guan Che talked about his studies, he had to talk a little bit more. Huo Xiuchi didn't pursue further studies after graduation, and he didn't know much about the academic circle.

But he is willing to listen, and he is also willing to ask: "If you write such an article next time, you can contact me. I can help you make an appointment with the main creator. You can ask their thoughts in person."

Unexpectedly, Guan Che waved his hand: "Mr. Huo, I will owe you a lot of favors. I will work harder, climb to a higher place, and contact these people by myself."

"Okay." Huo Xiuchi looked at him with a smile, "What a good boy."

Not long after the two chatted, Xin Tao sent a message, which was the scanned version of the agency contract that Guan Che asked her to send last night.

"Mr. Huo, this is my contract, please read it." Guan Che forwarded the document to his mobile phone.

Huo Xiuchi has his own legal counsel, he quickly forwarded it to the legal counsel, and sent him a voice message: "Xiao Yao, please take a look at this contract, he wants to register a company by himself, and the demand is that the future profits of the company belong to himself, Is there any conflict with this contract? If so, please give me an adjusted version."

"Ah, I thought it was you who saw it for yourself." Guan Che suddenly realized.

Huo Xiuchi put away the phone: "I specialize in surgery, at most I only have a little sense of risk, and the terms still have to be reviewed by the legal affairs."

……

Guan Che went back to Huo Xiuchi's house in the morning, and took Guan Miaomi back to him.

Because his own car was still parked in the Radio and Television Building in Yijing, Huo Xiuchi personally delivered it when he returned to his home.

"I have a meeting at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, do you have a schedule?" Huo Xiuchi sat on the small sofa at Guan Che's house again, hugged Guan Miaomi for a while, and watched Guan Che's back as he was packing his clothes.

Guan Miaomi squinted her eyes in comfort, purring as loudly as an old-fashioned green train.

"Yes." Guan Che came in with some clothes, as if he was thinking about how to wear them, "Today is our company's annual meeting, some of our trainees have a performance, and I have to go to rehearsal at two o'clock in the afternoon." "Oh, you Do you want to wear this white sweater?" Huo Xiuchi asked, pointing to the white hooded sweater in his hand.

"I have this plan." Guan Che raised his other hand, which was a black overcoat and black short baseball uniform, "Which one do you think I should wear?"

Seeing this, Huo Xiuchi put Guan Miomi back into the cat hammock, got up and took off his camel coat, and put it on him: "It's better to wear this one."

Then he took a down jacket from Guan Che and put it on his body: "I wear yours, loose fit, just right."

"Mr. Huo, your clothes are too big for me." Guan Che looked around in the mirror.

"It's just right. Originally, the hoodie covered your neck a bit. If the coat doesn't match the shoulder width, you will look lacklustre and not upright." Huo Xiuchi held his shoulders with both hands, looked left and right, Commented, "This color match is from the Asahi style. You can pair it with a pair of wide-leg light blue jeans and old shoes on your feet."

Guan Che did as he did.Huo Xiuchi's vision was really good. Once Guan Che changed into a complete set, he became obedient again. If he carried a black leather rectangular backpack, he would look like a Japanese college student.

Huo Xiuchi was very satisfied, humming a song all the way and sent him downstairs to the company.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Huo. Goodbye." Guan Che got out of the car and walked briskly into the elevator.

Huo Xiuchi watched him enter the elevator, and glanced at the terms adjustment opinion sent by the legal counsel two hours ago.

Turn off the ignition and get out of the car.Huo Xiuchi also immersed himself in Whale Subculture, took Guan Che's next elevator, and went up to the top floor.

After half an hour, Huo Xiuchi came out of the room with an unfriendly expression.He took out his mobile phone and sent the adjustment contract to Guan Che.

[BRESSON: Talk to your boss according to this contract. ]

Guan Che didn't reply, he should already be rehearsing.

……

The annual meeting is not open to the public. On the Internet, only some popular stars promoted by Whale Subculture have pen-hold shots. Guan Che and his few trainees who have not yet debuted seem to be just warm-up guests, and no one cares.Huo Xiuchi surfed the Internet for two hours that night, only to see Che in a few photos of the banquet.

But Guan Che was very happy. He was lucky this year, and won the first prize at the annual meeting. The prize was a year-end bonus of 5 yuan and a new mobile phone.

He took a photo and posted it on Weibo [Model star boy—Guan Che: I feel blessed by the goddess of luck, good things happen again and again! [yeah]】

Huo Xiuchi had just logged into his Weibo when Guan Che took the initiative to send a WeChat message.

[※: Teacher Huo!I won the jackpot! ]

You can feel his joy through the screen.

[BRESSON: Congratulations!Great luck in the New Year]

[※: Didn’t we make an appointment for a meal when we recorded the public service video last time? Let me treat you to dinner on New Year’s Eve. ]

They had been staying together for the past few days, and it was natural for them to eat together. Huo Xiuchi had long forgotten about it, but Guan Che still remembered to hear it clearly.

[BRESSON: OK]

Both sides of the streets in Yijing are filled with red lanterns every year, and every family decorates to welcome the New Year, but Huo Xiuchi feels that this year's New Year is particularly strong.

……

The issue of Guan Che's contract has also been negotiated, and it will be changed in the next year, and their cooperation can be officially put on the agenda at that time.

When this happened, Guan Che reported the good news to Huo Xiuchi as usual.

In the new year, what lies ahead is full of new hope.

It was a week before we met again.

On New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily.

When Huo Xiuchi saw Guan Che downstairs in the business circle, he was buying candied haws from an old man. The old man didn't have a payment code, and Guan Che was looking in his pocket.

"How much is it, sir?" Huo Xiuchi walked to him.

Guan Che raised his head to look at him, his eyes narrowed into slits: "You arrived so soon?"

"10 yuan each." The uncle on the side said.

Seeing that Guan Che was holding two sticks, Huo Xiuchi took out 100 yuan from his wallet and handed it to him: "Master, there is no need for change. It's so cold, pack up early and go home for the New Year, ah."

The uncle insisted on getting change, Huo Xiuchi and him held court for a long time before the uncle accepted the 100 yuan, kept saying that the young man was really kind, and before leaving, he stuffed two candied haws in Huo Xiuchi's hands.

"I only ate this stuff when I was a child." Huo Xiuchi thought it was childish, so he stuffed it all into Guan Che's hands.

"I even bought one just for you." Guan Che resentfully said.

"That's it." Huo Xiuchi stretched out his hand again, and took out one of the two sticks he had been holding, "Then I'll eat what you bought. If you can't finish the rest, you can choose to give it to other children."

Guan Che laughed: "You are the most childish one, right? It's all money from you, what's the difference?"

"Hey, you don't understand, that's a big difference." Huo Xiuchi raised his eyebrows without saying clearly, "Have you permed your hair?"

Today Guan Che is wearing an off-white oversized down jacket with two black lines on the edge of the sleeves.Wearing a dark red wool hat and knitted scarf, she looks like a snow doll who has become a spirit in the ice and snow.

Although most of his hair was covered by a woolen hat, it could still be seen from his bangs that his hair was curled.

"Well, new year, new weather."

"It's beautiful." Huo Xiuchi boasted.

Guan Che also sized up Huo Xiuchi: "Teacher Huo doesn't seem to have changed much, and has always been wearing dark clothes."

"Personal style." Huo Xiuchi became arrogant, "I don't want to become those flamingos in red and green."

"Okay, personal style." Guan Che was stimulated by his flamingo metaphor, and laughed all the way with him.

On New Year's Eve, businesses close early.They made a reservation for a restaurant that closed at eight, so they ate dinner at 05:30.

Having nothing to do after eating, Guan Che simply took Huo Xiuchi back to the ice and snow to set off firecrackers.

It is forbidden to set off large-scale fireworks in the city, so Guan Che can only buy some fairy sticks to enjoy himself.

At 23 o'clock in the evening, only the cinema is still open in the mall.Huo Xiuchi and Guan Che walked into the cinema to collect tickets——

"You are not allowed to play with these things during the Chinese New Year in the future. How dangerous it was just now." Huo Xiuchi was still tugging at his sleeves, pointing to the black holes that had been burned out in his cuffs, "You are a down jacket, light and fluffy, that wire Do you think Hua is not on fire? If it really catches on fire, you will be on social news tomorrow."

Guan Che felt wronged: "Be careful next time."

Huo Xiuchi frowned: "No next time."

Guan Che: "Oh, good."

"It seems that I have to find another government agency to cooperate and record a safety reminder for setting off fireworks." Huo Xiuchi was still chattering, "It will be played in front of your eyes every day."

Guan Che took a step back, cupped his hands and said, "Stop reading, Master. I'll change it, I'll change it."

There are sparse audiences sitting in the waiting hall of the movie theater, and staff members in twos and threes are grabbing red envelopes with their mobile phones without any scruples.

The big screen no longer scrolls to promote upcoming or already released movies, but plays the Spring Festival Gala.

23 points.

Huo Xiuchi pulled Guan Che to the circular corridor outside the cinema, looking up at the glass skylight.

"10, 9, 8, 7..." The countdown to the Spring Festival Gala came to the ears of the two.

When the count reaches 0, the huge New Year's bell rings together with the fireworks that explode suddenly in the night.

The two looked up at the sky at the same time, and looked at each other at the same time——

"Happy New Year! Guan Che."

"Happy New Year! Teacher Huo."

The author has something to say: the third

Sweet dead old mother in the middle of the night~