Sitting in the small office full of things, Meng Jinghan put away his smile after seeing Xiaoqing leave.

Alas, the situation just now is that he is unprofessional, he thinks he has only left the "workplace" for a month, so why is his reaction so slow?

If you are here to discuss a case today, and your opening is not smooth enough, your first impression will be compromised.

His manager has two artists, one is him, and the other is a child star. As an adult, Meng Jinghan is naturally put aside—the manager mostly uses remote control for him by phone, and most announcements are made by e-mail , the other party usually sends the latest notice to him in the middle of the night after sending the child star home.Asking about the health and well-being, it is very timely to go to bed early or ask for a report on the current situation. If Meng Jinghan accidentally replied to the letter at night, he would call him directly to order him to sleep, maintain his skin and maintain his image.

It is a dedicated partner.

It's just that the other party is so busy, so apart from dramas, he is mostly answering the announcements. As long as he obediently submits according to the ratio of withdrawal, the company will not say anything.

──The rejection of Xiaoqing just now is completely an excuse, he doesn't want to accept the administration.

However, the part-time job was brought up again and again, so he figured it out, since he has been eating up savings for the past six months, it is not a bad idea to increase income and reduce expenditure.

He quickly made a decision and called the owner of the online auction shop he had been cooperating with.

"Hello, Storm Fashion, it's a pleasure to serve you."

"Hi Mi Hua, I'm Xiao Meng."

"Oh Xiaomeng! What's the matter, have you decided to take a photo? Huh, don't rush me, I haven't finished posting yet, don't do this, you just gave me the photo after taking a photo last month.

"No, don't be nervous──I'm not here to ask for a photo, really."

"Really? Then what are you going to do?" Mi Hua immediately put away and pretended to be pitiful.

"I've been in the south for half a year, and I want to ask if you know any photography or cases."

"Shrimpmi? You're in the south! What's wrong with your company? Didn't you stay well? The new movie, ah no, the advertisement for the new movie is so big. Why are you running to the south at this time?"

"Training. It's arranged by the company, don't worry." I feel a little happy to be cared by old friends.

"Oh well, the case of Nanbu, I have to ask. Or should I call you later?"

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

"Ouch, how long have you known each other? Please be polite to me over there. I'll ask and I'll give you the answer in two days. Hey, hang up first when my guests come."

"Well, goodbye."

Meng Jinghan is very used to his small suite, and he doesn't like to go out when he has nothing to do, but he has a special liking for the small office of the troupe that is full of materials, and he will go to hang around when he has nothing to do.

It's very similar to Brother Heng's house, so I don't know who influenced whom.Things are always in a mess, but they are not dirty. There are only a lot of books and paper folders. The office is better than Brother Heng's house, probably because the paper will not be scattered all over the floor!But the pile of folders piled up on the three-tiered cabinet looks like it will collapse at any time, and after the landslide, it will definitely reach a similarity of [-] paps.

Xiaoqing said that the yellow folder contains the productions over the years, so you can look through them to feel the different presentations every year.The archives are well preserved, and it is said that there are all performance materials from the founding of the group to the present.

This aroused Meng Jinghan's interest. He held the book and flipped through it page by page. At first, he wrote the introduction by hand, pasted the photos on the paper, and then wrote a bunch of introductions beside it. He counted the number of classes and went to read Brother Heng's performance in that class, and he really saw his appearance in college...just wearing the junior high school uniform as a costume.

The expressions in the close-ups of the stills are a bit soft, and it can even be said that they are soft and easy to pinch. If it weren't for this photo, he really couldn't believe that Brother Heng could still be so...cute when he was in college.Meng Jinghan felt that expression was more innocent than his 17-year-old.

He flipped back, and Brother Heng was the screenwriter for the following performances, and he couldn't find the stills no matter how he flipped.

It's a pity, I stopped acting after one year of acting. I don't know if it's because I didn't have a suitable role, or because I didn't become an actor for some reason?

Meng Jinghan originally wanted to take this opportunity to see the young man's appearance more.

Picking up his mobile phone to take a few commemorative photos, he put away the archives and put them back.

Brother Heng has a show today.

Hurry up and start memorizing scripts and daily exercises, so that you can listen to the radio with peace of mind when you go back later.

"Welcome back to Surging Mood. The song just now is from the memory of his mouth band. It's a very affectionate song. Today's topic is missing. I don't know if you have particularly remembered recently, or have been missing people all the time. ?”

Yes, I have.Meng Jinghan answered in a low voice while lying on the bed.

"There are always many things in life that are constantly changing. Sometimes the distance with friends and family is really not something we can fully grasp. If there is a miss at this time, it is actually a very good connection. First of all, our first call -in from Pingtung..."

Meng Jinghan was a little careless, he basically didn't want to listen to what others were saying.

He has no particular preference for voice, he just misses Brother Heng a little bit.

I don't know if it's right for me to run after people silently like this. He originally thought that the wonderful reliability or charm would disappear with no time to get along, but he didn't expect that he would become a small fan chasing after him. Two voices can continue to hang those likes, and even feel that the other party is getting more and more charming.

How can this work? If there is no real progress, it will not only get along less, but also greatly reduce the chances of getting to know each other. He hasn't forgotten that he doesn't know enough about Brother Heng.

At least, Brother Heng is not enough to treat him as a mature person, right?

This thought has always troubled him, but while listening to the steady voice on the radio, Meng Jinghan unconsciously fell asleep.

Probably fell asleep too early, and it was midnight when Meng Jinghan woke up.

He opened his eyes dimly, pulled off the noisy earphones and threw them aside, only to realize that something was wrong when he wanted to get up.

The slight stickiness between his thighs made him instantly understand what was wrong with him.

It’s fine to fall asleep while listening to the radio, but it’s still like this when you wake up...

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