After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

At that time, Jian Cong's premonition started to be bad.

Although there should be nothing in his resume, Zhang Sinan's piss can't be exposed even if he forgets his education...

Fang Lu rode on the horse and said loudly: "Who? Jian Cong?"

The screenwriter teacher pushed down her glasses nervously. She was also frightened by Fang Lu, counting her fingers and counting: "That's right, that's what it says on Jian Cong's resume. Apart from equestrianism, he also plays piano, sings, calligraphy, and plays games." They're all great."

It was all content that Jian Cong himself had not submitted.

Jian Cong was speechless, he didn't know that Zhang Sinan knew him so thoroughly.

The people around were really surprised by this: "Little Jane can also equestrian? It's considered an aristocratic sport."

"And calligraphy. How is his handwriting? Is it brush calligraphy?"

"It's true that people can't be judged by appearances. Little Jane is too down-to-earth. If I don't mention it, I always forget that he is a high-achieving student hahaha."

Even Liu Sijian approached him and asked in a low voice, "You also learned calligraphy from your grandfather, since you were a child?"

Jian Cong shook his head: "I only learned it after my mother passed away. I couldn't sit still when I was a child."

Liu Sijian had heard about Jian's mother's death from cancer, and knew that their mother-child relationship was very good, so he hugged Jian Cong and rubbed him comfortingly.

At the dining table, Yu Changmu's gaze paused as expected, and stayed on Liu Sijian's hand resting on Jian Cong's shoulder.

Although this person showed yesterday that he wanted to withdraw, even if he was a friend, he was a little too close...

Or a "friend" whose size is just right.

However, Fang Lu outside didn't give him much time to think about it, and the volume of his voice seemed to be afraid that it would not spread far enough: "Just a semi-disabled little man like Jian Cong can really ride a horse?"

Jian Cong: "?"

He got up from the steps with a swish.

If you have to talk like this, it will really make people very angry. When did equestrian have height requirements?

In the racecourse, Fang Lu rode alone at the highest point, which logically had the best view, and she should have seen Jian Cong long ago.

But she just looked down at the circle of people in front of her horse's stomach from the beginning to the end, and didn't notice the people approaching behind her at all, and she still said: "The most important thing is he can take pictures, how can he help me if he refuses to get out of bed even now?" ..."

"Wow Miss Lu!"

Regardless of Liu Sijian's obstruction, Jian Cong strode all the way to the side of the racetrack with a smile on his face, looking at the faces of the people in front of him with glory, as if he didn't know that Fang Lu was crazily running on him, and greeted the senior guests one by one with a sweet tongue Tired: "I was motion sick on the bus yesterday. I fell asleep and no one called me. I missed meeting Sister Lu at the door. Sister Lu is really more beautiful than the movie! Are we going to take pictures now?"

When the photographer saw Liu Sijian appearing, he was stared back just as he was about to open his mouth, so don't drag him into the water.

When the screenwriter teacher saw Jian Cong, he seemed to see a savior, and ran to his side impatiently: "Little Jane, you really know how to ride a horse, right?"

Jane Cong pretended to look more like her, and looked at Versailles with a look of embarrassment: "Yes, yes, I also have a rider certificate from the Chinese Horse Association, but I haven't ridden for a long time, and I'm unfamiliar with it. Why did our company even tell the program team about this?" .”

Everyone was stunned again: "China Equestrian Association... rider certificate? What kind of certificate is this? Is there a grade for equestrian skills?"

Regarding this, the screenwriter teacher did enough homework early: "There are grades! The China Horse Association is the Chinese Equestrian Association, and Xiaojian's rider certificate is the only national-level official certification of riding assessment in China. All regular national-level equestrian events are Competitors are required to hold the rider certificate of the Chinese Equestrian Association!"

It sounds great.

Mustache slapped Jian Cong on the back, and everyone was familiar with him a day earlier: "You won't give me some kind of hidden genius equestrian boy, right? How many levels are there in total?"

Jian Cong hurriedly said modestly: "Dressage, jumping, endurance events...there are so many points, I just took the exam on a whim, it's just a beginner."

The screenwriter immediately threw hope at him: "Junior is also divided into third, second, and first grades, what's your junior Jane?"

Jian Cong blinked: "First day of junior high school."

That is, the highest level in the elementary level, and the next level is the intermediate level.

Others don't understand, how can Fang Lu understand?

Her face was already darkened, but the mustache was still immersed in the bliss of the occasional surprise, and she kept hugging Jian Cong: "Add this part to the book, and you will be in charge of giving everyone the popular science exam when the shooting starts this afternoon." Grade this piece of content."

Jian Cong caught a glimpse of Fang Lu's last bit of patience exhausted from the corner of her eyes, and immediately stepped on the edge of her anger, and brought the topic back with a harmless smile: "Then let me try to help Sister Lu take pictures first."

Fang Lu's words were blocked again, and the slap failed to land on the smiling face after all.

Jian Cong was aggressive, pointing at Fang Lu's entire foot that had stepped into the stirrup with a strong sense of vengeance, and deliberately reminded Fang Lu: "Sister Lu! It's better not to step all the foot into the stirrup, it's easy to get stuck, it's very dangerous!"

Now he looks like a child who doesn't know much about the world and is simply worried about the safety of his predecessors.

Fang Lu was so ashamed and angry that she was about to grit her teeth, but she couldn't say a single word.

However, the racecourse manager was still very serious at this time and followed suit: "Yes, it is very dangerous if the horse gets stuck and falls off. It is best to leave it free and only use the forefoot to step on the stirrup."

Only those who are extremely confident in themselves and 100% sure that they will not fall off the horse will step on the entire sole of their feet.

Obviously the administrator himself is not good, let alone Fang Lu.

In fact, he had noticed the stirrup as early as the very beginning, but Fang Lu kept losing his temper, so he had no chance to interrupt at all.

Jian Cong is still wearing his white lotus, obediently: "It's a Vlog, right? I haven't done it before, so I can only try it first. I don't know if I can satisfy Sister Lu."

Liu Sijian didn't know if Fang Lu would be satisfied, but it was true that he was about to laugh out loud.

As soon as Jian Cong met him through the crowd, Liu Sijian turned his head to the ground and made a gesture of vomiting, indicating that the tea tasted a bit smoky.

Jian Cong didn't show the landscape, just pretended he didn't see it, and continued to be serious and disgusting.

Sure enough, Fang Lu couldn't hold back her anger without listening to a few words. She said "then you try" contemptuously, picked up the reins, and rode out with her legs wrapped around the horse's belly.

Mustache only feels that he is dumb and eats coptis, and he is not stable when riding a horse. There is no reason for the photographer to follow along and take pictures.

If they want to talk about who rides the most steadily, it must be the administrator.

But Fang Lu felt that the administrator was not aesthetic enough and didn't understand the effect she wanted, so she was just making things difficult for others.

At this moment, Fang Lu galloped gallantly across the pasture, and the film crew had all gathered around the fence.

Li Haibo was the first to give Jian Cong an idea: "It's okay if you don't help, the big deal is that Director Hu will be scolded a few more times, what a big deal, don't throw yourself down."

But Jian Cong had already taken the rope from the caretaker. Turning on the horse, his body was as light as a swallow. With a sway of his long legs, he fell on the horse's back gracefully. He straightened his waist and smiled: "I'll try."

As the words fell, the high-spirited young man raised his whip suddenly, and with a snap, he bent his back and chased in Fang Lu's direction, leaving the administrator who had just taken out the protective gear and hadn't put it on him in place.

Even if everyone knew that Jian Cong would ride in advance, they were still amazed by his majestic aura. One or two couldn't take their eyes off it, and couldn't help but take out their phones.

And Liu Sijian, who successfully withdrew from the crowd, touched Yu Changmu's side at some point, and stood side by side with him on the fence: "People like Jian Cong have been single without a partner, don't you think it's a waste?"

Yu Changmu's heart skipped a beat: "...What do you mean?"

"What can I mean."

Liu Sijian still had the same smiling eyes on his face, but he casually showed the posture of an elderly person and said, "You are not the same as our Jian Bao, you believe what I say? Xiaoyu, you are really very It's hard to take over Dongming, no wonder your father is anxious."

Yu Changmu suddenly constricted his pupils in astonishment.

He really thought Liu Sijian had given up yesterday, after all, he chatted with Jian Cong so sincerely and openly...

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The author has something to say:

Liu Sijian is modest: When it comes to pouring tea, I may still be the number one. Young people are young after all, and their way of life is separated by generations.

I'm back!According to the agreement, red envelopes will be arranged for all the treasures in this chapter!