Laid-off and re-employment

However, on the second day, Yan Zhuoying did not do one thing.

The main reason was that he was too excited, and when he swung his fist, he hit Zhou Kangqian firmly in the face.Teacher Zhou was about fifty people, half old with old arms and legs, how could he be hit by the anger of such a young and middle-aged man, he backed up a few steps with an ouch, and almost fainted like a snowflake in front of his eyes.

Yan Cheng hurriedly called the card, got up and walked up and asked, "Old Zhou, are you alright?"

Yan Zhuoying was also stunned, and helped Teacher Zhou to sit slowly on the chair and apologized again and again: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I didn't expect to hit it, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Are you okay?" The best actor Qi Yunqi, who had been watching from the sidelines, also came over, frowned and looked at Zhou Kangqian with concern, "Do you need to call a doctor?"

Lao Zhou quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I just touched it by accident." He opened his eyes and looked at Yan Zhuoying, who was beside him with a nervous face, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that, you still have strength Quite big."

Seeing that he didn't take this matter to heart, Yan Zhuoying breathed a sigh of relief, and sincerely apologized again with a smile on his face: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhou, I really didn't mean it."

"I know, I know." Seeing how polite he was, Zhou Kangqian raised his head and smiled at Yan Zhuoying and said, "The acting was good just now, much better than before."

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, but turned to Qi Yun who was standing beside him: "Qi Yun, what do you think?"

Qi Yun, who was always indifferent, also smiled rarely, looked at Yan Zhuying and said, "It's much better than before, and it's made great progress."

"Thank you Brother Qi." Yan Zhuoying quickly thanked him.

I hugged Buddha's feet last night, and I can behave like this today.On the surface, Yan Cheng didn't comment on anything, but the more he liked Yan Zhuoying, the more he liked Yan Zhuoying, and his favorability reached a record high.

After making sure that Zhou Kangqian was fine, he sat back in his seat and watched the replay again. Qi Yun sat beside him and watched it together, his face remained expressionless.

Standing at the back, Yan Zhuoying felt a little uneasy, and was instantly discouraged when he heard Yan Cheng say that there would be another one.

Yan Cheng saw it, and immediately followed up with a Tianzao to encourage him: "The mood just now was right, so it's right to act like this. But you are too excited, your eyeballs are about to bulge out, restrain yourself a little, don't get angry when the time comes. Looking at the screen, your fans are so frightened by you."

Yan Cheng turned to look at him: "I'm thinking about your image, do you understand?"

Yan Zhuoying nodded again and again, she understood clearly, she was a little embarrassed and apologized to Zhou Kangqian again, then she stood in her own position, and after all the departments were in place, she started again with a clap.

I have to say, after bringing the face of the person opposite into Zhao Shouye's face, it was really difficult not to get angry.Moreover, Mr. Zhou is indeed an old drama player, and the sarcasm of Yin and Yang comes out, bringing Yan Zhuoying into the play deeper.

It's just that Yan Zhuoying is still a little worried. If I bring Zhao Shouye in like this, will the green plum wither and the bamboo horse grow old? Everyone I hate is like you.

This time it was really a pass, Yan Cheng sat behind the machine and gave him a thumbs up, then got up and told everyone to rest and eat first.

Yan Zhuoying walked off the stage, got her mobile phone and was about to ask Zhang Bieyu where her meal was, when she heard a loud whistle, turned her head and found Zhang Bieyu leaning against a corner wearing a mask, not knowing where she was standing How long have you been there.

It was still a simple white T-shirt, but he was still holding a red Triumph vest and a thermos bucket in his hands.

"I was looking for you." Yan Zhuoying greeted him with a smile, "How long have you been here?"

Zhang Bieyu thought for a while: "You came when you just scolded his mother and punched someone in the face."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

It doesn't have to be so specific.

The two walked to Yan Zhuoying's resting place and sat down. Zhang Bieyu put the dishes on the table and said, "It's the same as yesterday. I cooked two meat dishes, one vegetarian dish, one soup and a meal for you. I wanted to bring you some snacks." Yes, Sister Tao said I can't let you eat so much."

As soon as the lid of the thermos was unscrewed, the smell of the food went straight into his nostrils. Yan Zhuoying took a small breath and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's not much."

Zhang Bieyu nodded in agreement: "I think so too."

With fans present, Yan Zhuoying maintained strict eating etiquette, eating slowly and every movement was extremely elegant, for fear of being rude and breaking Zhang Bieyu's fan filter.

As a result, Zhang Bieyu only stared at the phone, not at himself at all.

OK, fine.

Yan Zhuoying just speeded up his eating speed, Zhang Bieyu suddenly looked up at him: "I just realized that today you are alone on the set? Your assistant and the others didn't come today?"

Yan Zhuoying shook his head: "I didn't come, but it doesn't matter. Modern drama costumes are convenient to wear, and it's not an out-of-season shooting, so there's no need for them to do anything."

Zhang Bieyu clicked his tongue: "That can't be like this, it's not convenient for you to do something yourself."

Yan Zhuoying shook his head while eating, and waited until the food in his mouth was swallowed before saying, "Let's talk about it at that time." He spotted a piece of standard pork belly in the bowl, and was about to start when he suddenly heard a commotion, as if someone was talking about it. thing.

Zhang Bieyu put his hand on his shoulder, motioning him not to move: "You eat slowly, I'll go and see what's wrong."

Yan Zhuoying responded, Zhang Bieyu got up and went outside to take a look, and found several assistants standing beside the carts full of Starbucks, distributing drinks to the crew on the set.

He frowned, and was wondering who bought it, when he saw Qi Yun, who usually could only be dragged coldly, suddenly came out and talked to a man in sunglasses with his arms folded next to the cart.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it, who else could that person wearing sunglasses and black clothes who looked like a black toad be Lang Hengyan?

Zhang Bieyu immediately turned back to Yan Zhuoying, lowered his voice and said, "Lang Hengyan came to visit the class and was talking to Qi Yun. He also bought a lot of Starbucks. Want me to get you a cup?"

Yan Zhuoying was having a sip of rice oil soup and seaweed egg soup. He wiped the oil from his mouth and asked, "Did you buy something? Did you buy American style?"

Zhang Bieyu nodded: "It's dark and not autumnal, it should be American-style pot water."

Yan Zhuoying choked, turned to look at her fans, and corrected gently: "Be low-key and low-key, don't say that if you don't like it."

"Is he familiar with Qi Yun? I don't think Qi Yun's face is very good." Zhang Bieyu turned his head and looked at it again, but found that the black toad mirror was looking at this side, and quickly turned his head and asked: "Do you need it?" To say hello?"

Yan Zhuoying shook his head: "No, I have nothing to do with him. He is Qi Yun's nephew, so he should come to see him."

Moreover, the fans of the two had a violent fight on the Internet yesterday. The two of them were a bit at odds before. If they meet today, they don't know what will happen.

Zhang Bieyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if he doesn't come to you, I don't like him very much."

Yan Zhuoying paused while eating, he frowned, he was a little worried that Zhang Bieyu was chasing stars, love and hate were all controlled by himself, and he lost his independent ability to distinguish.

Immediately couldn't help but turned to look at Zhang Bieyu and asked, "Why do you hate him?"

Zhang Bieyu's expression became melancholy for a moment, recalling the bitter draft years in the past, he found a smoking Wang Laowu in the stairwell.

"At that moment, I found out that he was smoking secretly, and he deliberately blew the cigarette in my face." Zhang Bieyu put his hand on his cigarette case, thinking that he is also a smoker today. vomit.

Yan Zhuoying frowned: "Why is he like this?"

"However, Lang Hengyan is annoying and has a bad personality. He can hold it better than a plastic bag." Zhang Bieyu imitated Lang Hengyan and had to remember how to put his hands in his pockets. Pull it."

I have to say that Zhang Bieyu's evaluation of Lang Hengyan was very vivid. Although Yan Zhuoying wanted to laugh, he still nodded in agreement: "It is indeed so."

In fact, he shouldn't show his likes and dislikes towards his former colleagues in front of others, but Lang Hengyan is really annoying.

The two people sitting in the corner hoped that Lang Hengyan would not come over, but life is full of challenges, and they would come whenever they were afraid. Lang Hengyan's voice came later, and he came up and called Yan Zhuoying by name.

Zhang Bieyu and Yan Zhuoying looked at each other, and Yan Zhuoying turned around with a smile, and he called Lang Hengyan by his name.

Lang Hengyan took off the sunglasses on his face, passed the Americano in his hand, and said badly: "I heard that your assistant is gone, so I specially brought the coffee for you."

"Thank you. I just had dinner. I didn't even know you were here." Yan Zhuoying took the coffee and was about to send Lang Hengyan away with a few polite words. Zhang Bieyu.

"This is..." Lang Hengyan raised his eyebrows, "Your new assistant?"

Yan Zhuoying glanced at Zhang Bieyu, and was thinking about how to introduce him, but Zhang Bieyu turned around, took off the mask on his face and looked at Lang Hengyan with a smile.

I thought that the nobleman was forgetting too much, but the eldest young master was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened instantly.He sneered at Zhang Bieyu in an indifferent way: "So it's you?"

"Yeah, it's me." Zhang Bieyu looked at him with a half-smile, "I didn't expect you to remember me."

Lang Hengyan chuckled twice. Since he was a child, no one has ever said that he has bad breath, except Zhang Bieyu.

And ever since he said he had bad breath, he kept chewing gum all over his body, and used mouthwash that swept across the market, and brushed his teeth for 5 minutes every day, and his gums were bleeding. How could he easily forget about this person.

"Why are you here?" Lang Hengyan asked.

Zhang Bieyu asked back, "Then why are you here?"

Lang Heng said: "I'll visit the class."

Zhang Bieyu: "I also visit the class."

Lang Hengyan smiled, with an expression of disbelief, his eyes wandered between Yan Zhuoying and Zhang Bieyu: "You two know each other very well?"

"A little bit better than you and him." Zhang Bieyu gestured, "Not much, but just a little bit more."

Lang Hengyan frowned, and was about to say something, when suddenly Qi Yun called out to Lang Hengyan: "Xiao Lang, come here, I have something to see you."

Lang Hengyan didn't move, but said loudly: "Uncle, I'm talking to my friend, I'll go over later."

But at this time Qi Yun had already walked over, frowned and looked at the three people who stood like a tripod beside the table, and asked doubtfully, "Where did you get your friend from? Why don't I know?"

Lang Hengyan: ...