blame at every turn

The two crab roe buns were dismembered, Yue Qin didn't dare to look at Yang Ya the whole time, shrunk his head like a quail, he would eat whatever Yang Ya put on his plate.Yang Ya was also thoughtful. After picking out all the unsmelly food, he ate the remaining "pig food" while thinking deeply about Yue Qin's hair.

I haven't seen him for eight years, and Yue Qin is not as frank as before when facing him, and seems a little shy.

But Yang Ya is still not sure what Yue Qin thinks of him now.After all, the human mind is elusive, especially when the other person is someone you like, it is easiest to make a judgment because of self-righteousness.

What if Yueqin just felt embarrassed after running into an old lover?

Maybe he really just came to discuss business.Yue Qin was not like before, nor is he like a person who pays attention to entertainment news now, he probably didn't know that he would appear here.

Thinking of this possibility, Yang Ya picked the scab on his thumb a little annoyed.

Worrying and worrying, Yang Ya began to feel that something was missing at hand.

"Do you want something to drink?" While talking, Yang Ya had already left his seat, "Lemonade or Coke?"

He still remembers Yue Qin's preference for these two when buying drinks when he was a child.

Yue Qin opened his mouth slightly, spit out a short syllable, hesitated for a while and said, "A bottle of red wine."

He was going to say lemonade.Before graduating from university, Yue Qin drank only a handful of times, and now he barely accepts the taste of wine, but his drinking capacity is average. If it is not for doing business, it is inevitable to contact some wine bureaus. Yue Qin may not drink at all.

But Yang Ya likes mature and steady ones.Lemonade is not mature and stable at all, and alcohol is the drink that grown men should drink.

Yang Ya's expression froze for a moment.

Yue Qin's heart arose, worried that the term "red wine" was too simple, and Yang Ya saw through the fact that he was a layman in drinking.Surreptitiously put the phone on his lap, and began to check the more high-end red wine brands.

But Yang Ya didn't ask any more questions, and left soon.

When he came back, he had red wine in one hand and milk tea in the other.

"Don't you drink?" Yue Qin stretched out his hand to take the wine bottle but it was empty, Yang Ya went around to him and filled him a glass of wine.

"No." Yang Ya sat down and poured himself a cup of milk tea, "My liver is not very good, so I can't drink alcohol."

When he heard that Yang Ya was ill, Yue Qin became nervous: "When did it happen?"

"I don't know. It may have been acquired in recent years, or it may have existed long ago."

Yang Ya slumped his shoulders, and casually picked up a piece of tenderloin and stuffed it into his mouth.

His eyelashes are thick and long, and when they hang down, they look like a large forest of shadows, hiding the aggressiveness of his facial features, and looking like a big dog with its head drooping, very pitiful.

"You also know that the school physical examination only looked at height, weight and eyesight before, regardless of other things. These years, I have been filming almost every day in order to have enough food. I dare not be hospitalized when I get sick or injured. I only had a physical examination this year."

Yue Qin couldn't help gripping the spoon tightly in distress.

Yang Ya was eating, watching Yue Qin's reaction from the corner of his eye, fearing that Yue Qin would overcompensate and he would not be able to tell a lie later, so he patched himself up again: "It's actually not that serious, although it can't be cured, but It doesn't affect normal life, as long as you don't drink alcohol."

But Yue Qin only paid attention to the four words "can't be cured", he took a deep breath: "Do you usually feel uncomfortable?"

"No... But maybe I just didn't notice," Yang Ya said with a look of extreme reluctance, "For filming, it's normal to wear down jackets in summer and swim in icy water in winter, and the roles I take basically require I often hang on to Wia, there are a lot of fighting scenes, and it is common for me to have a cold and a fever, and I won’t feel unwell when I get used to it.”

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself before. I'm an actor now. The protagonist of today's birthday party is the boss of my company. I'm here to show him...Have you heard of "The Devil"? I'm here It played a small role called Li Chengyun."

Yue Qin nodded: "I know...it's not a small role, it's very popular."

Yang Ya's eyes lit up suddenly: "Have you seen my play?"

Yue Qin is not good at lying, so he can only answer truthfully: "I have watched every one of them, and I am your fan."

And Yang Ya automatically helped him complete the information he didn't disclose in his mind: Yue Qin only paid attention to him when he saw "The Devil" by accident, and after joining his fan group, he added the information he had acted in before. play.

In this way, it can at least show that Yue Qin cares about him very much.The corners of Yang Ya's mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Then you came here specifically to find me?"

Yue Qin was still thinking about his principle of "fans don't ask questions and don't interfere with actors' lives", and replied: "A friend was invited to a birthday party, and I was brought along to expand my network."

Yang Ya's smile froze on his face.

Yue Qin: "I was still hesitating, but I heard that you might be there, so I decided to come."

"Oh." Yang Ya shook his legs, feeling better.

At the right time, the protagonist of the birthday party, Mr. Li, came to the table of the two of them, and the conversation between the two was interrupted. First, Yang Ya lazily turned his lower body, raised his glass and said happy birthday to his big boss, Immediately afterwards, Yue Qin also stood up, his body tensed, and sent out his earnest blessings of "blessings are like the East China Sea, longevity is better than Nanshan".

Mr. Li, a 35-year-old man with a bald head and a bulging stomach, at least thinks he is still in his prime, feels that he has been blessed by Yue Qin as an old man over fifty years old.

He didn't recognize Yue Qin. To be honest, he couldn't name all the people present except those from his own company, but he printed a cheat sheet in advance and matched each person's photo with their name one by one. Yue Qin was not here. In this list, who should bring the subordinates.

But Yue Qin looked familiar with Yang Ya.Yang Ya usually looked lawless in front of him, so Mr. Li didn't make too many demands on his friends. He smiled and went over, and then turned back not long after.

"Are you interested in entering the entertainment industry?" Mr. Li asked Yue Qin directly.

The young man in front of him has a good appearance, which is as good as Yang Ya's, and has a cool demeanor. He looks like he is expected to become a big hit as an entertainer.Mr. Li was deeply impressed by the quick glance just now. Now, after looking at it carefully, Mr. Li has already thought about how to expand the company after Yue Qin made his fortune.

Yue Qin froze for a moment: "I'm sorry...I can't leave my company alone."

Mr. Li still thought that he was at most just a special assistant to the president, so he boasted without giving up: "You can try it. Although it is harder to be an artist, you can earn more money. It is less than hundreds of thousands a month. It is easy to find a job. But being an artist is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

"No ..."

Yue Qin was a little incoherent, he frowned, and continued: "I am running my own company now."

Mr. Li showed embarrassment and was speechless for a while, until Yue Qin stood up again: "Mr. Li, I would like to toast you again and wish you success in your career."

"Success in your career, success in your career," Mr. Li said haha, and solemnly held his hand, "This is the first time I've seen a young talent like you. The figure of a young and promising president with both body and figure is very pretentious."

The banquet has no strict requirements for admission, and invitees can bring people in at will. Therefore, Mr. Li is not too entangled in Yue Qin's identity. He only hopes that his flattery will make the other party feel comfortable and forget the unhappiness just now .

After flattering, Mr. Li began to try to play the emotional card: "Excuse me, do you know Yang Ya?"

Yang Ya was dissatisfied with President Li holding Yue Qin's hand all the time, coughed violently, and interjected: "I know him, he is my childhood friend."

"Yang Ya is the newcomer with the most potential in our company." Mr. Li still held Yue Qin's hand tightly, "The company is also in the development stage now, and I have the confidence to cultivate more outstanding artists like Yang Ya. We will spare no effort to push Yang Ya further, and I hope you will consider our potential stock."

"Thank you, I will think about it." Yue Qin, who was mistaken for the big boss for the first time, was very stressed. As soon as Mr. Li loosened his hand, he retracted his hand.

President Li left in a good mood.

Yue Qin sat down, and Yang Ya handed him a handkerchief: "Your hand is oily, wipe it off."

"Thank you." Yue Qin took the handkerchief and wiped his hands seriously.

After confirming that Yue Qin had wiped off the oil stains from Mr. Li's capitalists, Yang Ya took another two mouthfuls of food: "You are starting your own company now? In which field, do you make a lot of money, and are you usually tired?"

Yang Ya understood Yue Qin's background and knew that he would never inherit the family business like those young CEOs in film and television dramas.Although he knows little about entrepreneurship, he knows that running a company is not easy because he only knows Mr. Li, the big boss. is immeasurable.

"In the field of biotechnology, it has been going well so far."

Yue Qin intentionally ambiguously asked Yang Ya's last two questions. In order to avoid the other party's questioning, he threw the question back: "How about you? How have you been recently?"

"It's not bad," Yang Ya said with a sneer, "I used to have a monthly salary of at least 3000. Now that I'm popular, I should have more and better resources. Maybe I can get a monthly salary of more than [-]."

"Do actors earn so little?"

"The ones who earn more are those big stars. I haven't reached that level yet."

What Yang Ya said was not a lie.

But these are not counted as salary, and it is conservatively estimated that the salary will be doubled several times.After all, the company is not doing charity. An artist stays in the company, takes acting classes, finds resources, and spends all the money of the company. Film pay is Yang Ya's main source of income.

And in fact, Mr. Li has treated them very well.

Since less than 9000 can be more than 3000 or in the early [-]s, it is not a big problem to count three or four thousand as at least one thousand, and seven or eight thousand as more than [-].

Watching Yue Qin take a long sip of wine silently, Yang Ya added: "We have all food and accommodation, these are enough."

That's pathetic enough.

Yang Ya is acting as a martial arts stand-in for action scenes, and what he sells is his physical strength. After working in this industry for so many years, he can only earn such a small salary, which is not even as good as moving bricks on the construction site.Although Yue Qin's current living standard is not high, at least he still has the freedom to eat and move freely, while Yang Ya has to obey the company's arrangements in everything, and he doesn't even have these two.

It seems that he was too high on the profession of actor before.

Yue Qin felt a little bitter.

Yang Ya still has a long way to go to live a good life for himself.Fortunately, he was persuaded by Lu Yat-nian, otherwise he would not know that Yang Ya is still living a miserable life.

Yue Qin handed Yang Ya a business card: "This is my contact information... No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you can come to me."

Yang Ya was happy for a while, but soon felt aggrieved: "Yue Qin, we haven't seen each other for eight years, are we already so estranged?"

Yue Qin was at a loss, not knowing what he said wrong.

Yang Ya took out his mobile phone: "Let me tell you my mobile phone number, you can call me directly."

Yue Qin quickly followed suit, Yang Ya saved Yue Qin's mobile phone number, quickly changed the note, and urged Yue Qin to save his own.

"Is this your regular mobile phone number?" Yang Ya asked suddenly, "I know many people who have multiple mobile phones. Unimportant contacts and important contacts are not given a single mobile phone number. Sometimes they will use all other mobile phones. Turn off everything and only connect to frequently used ones.”

"I won't do that," the main thing is that there is no such condition.Yue Qin is not rich enough to support multiple mobile phones, "I only have this mobile phone number."

Yang Ya was relieved, and asked Yue Qin to add his WeChat and QQ.

When adding friends, Yue Qin glanced, and found that Yang Ya's WeChat and QQ have few recent contacts, and the QQ level is also very low, and it seems that they are not used often.

Yue Qin questioned: "Are these your regular numbers?"

"Yes, but I have very few personal relationships, and I don't usually use social software much."

Yue Qin thought that he had said something wrong again, and quickly lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Yang Ya responded casually, stuffing Yue Qin's business card into the transparent phone case, with the side with the photo facing outward.

Yue Qin opened Yang Ya's profile and took a look. Yang Ya's WeChat profile picture was a hand-painted lamb, and his QQ profile picture was a bottle of mineral water.

But it didn't take long for Yang Ya's WeChat profile picture to change from a silly cartoon image to a picture of a tough guy with his abs in the bath.

Then Yue Qin received a WeChat message from Yang Ya: "The profile picture is mine, are you not satisfied?"

Yue Qin was so frightened that he almost threw the phone out, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Ya, who blushed suddenly, and changed his profile picture back in a panic.

After finishing the modification, he said seriously: "The one just now is the automatic reply I set for adding friends on WeChat."

"Yeah... oh." The big gully clearly had a bronze color of water, which shocked Yue Qin so much that he completely ignored the huge loophole in Yang Ya's explanation.

"I accidentally clicked on the wrong profile picture just now. I originally wanted to change it to another picture of a lamb," Yang Ya continued to explain, "That picture is a welfare picture that my manager asked me to send to fans."

Yue Qin came back to his senses and nodded: "When do you plan to send it?"

"Tomorrow. Actually, I planned to post it tonight, but I haven't found anyone who can help me edit the picture."

"Then give me all the photos you want to send, and I'll help you fix them."

"Do you know anyone who can edit pictures?"

"I will." Yue Qin said firmly.

Yang Ya was ecstatic in his heart: "Okay, I'll send you all the photos later."

He didn't believe that Yue Qin, as a company manager, would edit pictures.

Yue Qin is obviously greedy for his photos, so he must still like himself.

Yang Ya decided to take a few more selfies in the bathroom at night, and try on all the newly bought clothes by the way.

The author says:

Some unpretentious tricks to show off your figure.

After careful calculation and revision of the copy, Mr. Yue's value has depreciated (sorrowful)

I have been in the hospital recently, and I missed Christmas and New Year's Day. I would like to wish everyone a belated Happy New Year.Stepping on the little tail of the New Year's Day holiday, there will be another update today if there is no accident.