Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

Brother Yang! Shen Jia quickly jumped up from the bed, "Why did it come suddenly, we were not prepared!" "

The room was not tidied up and was in a mess. He felt that Yang Huan would definitely dislike them.

But Yang Huan just glanced at the dormitory where they lived, "It's okay, I just came to ask you to go out for a meal together, to have a supper?"

"Okay, okay." Shen Jia nodded immediately, looking very happy, finally able to have a supper in front of the manager!

Although Xu Xiangming didn't care much about them before, but out of professional ethics, they still manage their bodies consciously, and rarely eat supper or anything.

The four left the dormitory and took a taxi to a night snack shop on the street.

After getting off the car, Shen Jia's eyes were shining, Dong Huarong looked at him helplessly, while Zhuo Xi calmly closed the car door.

The taxi drove away.

"I treat you." Yang Huan smiled at them and said, "Order whatever you want."

"Okay!" Shen Jia immediately ordered a bunch of barbecue and drinks, as if to eat up what he didn't eat before.

This kid is suffocated at first sight.

Sitting with him, Dong Huarong rationally advised him not to order too much, he couldn't finish it.

Yang Huan looked at Zhuo Xi and said, "When you were helping Zheng Han on the set today, I saw it."

Zhuoxi: "I happen to have water in my hand, so I'll just help it out."

"That's right." Yang Huan said seriously: "But have you ever thought that if you become a famous star in the future, if you rashly help an actress like this, you will be photographed and spread immediately, causing Gossip."

"I never thought about it." Zhuo Xi smiled slightly, "If you become a big star, do you still need to care about this?"

Yang Huan was taken aback.

"No matter what kind of job you do, it's just a job." The young man said slowly, "If doing a job will put people in a bind, it's better not to do it."

He doesn't like the state of too many scruples. It is not a heinous thing to help a colleague at work, and there is no need to be afraid of it.

Yang Huan suddenly understood.

"You mean, you don't want to be a traffic star, but a real artist."

"Yes." The young man replied.

Yang Huan looked at his eyes and couldn't help but feel awe.

He began to look at this young man seriously, to see if he had the potential to become a powerful faction.

Before Xu Xiangming left, he hardly did any handover work, the company just gave him the information of these three people.

And the company's training for them can almost be said to be the one with the lowest treatment.

It may not be more than ten years, and no one knows their names.

Yang Huan has seen many such artists.The one he brought before used to be like this.

However, human potential can be discovered, and once you seize the opportunity, you may soar into the sky.

What happened to the artist before, now the people in the circle are a bit evasive towards him, because they want to avoid suspicion.Yang Huan can't guarantee what he can give these three people, but since they are tied together, he will try his best to do his job well.

There are still wives and daughters waiting for him to raise at home, and he will not give up no matter what.

It didn't take long for some of the barbecue that they ordered to arrive. Shen Jia and Dong Huarong started eating. Yang Huan also reached out for a bunch of grilled mushrooms and asked them, "From the information, you seem to have talents?"

"Yes!" Shen Jia patted his chest, and was still eating the skewers with the other hand, "I was born in folk dance, Rong Rong has learned hip-hop and rap before, Su Qi..."

He suddenly choked, thought for a while, tilted his head and looked at Zhuo Xi: "Su Qi, what are you doing?"

He couldn't remember it for a while, or did Su Qi not tell them what talent he had?

Dong Huarong: ...It is true that I never said it.

Under the eyes of the three, Zhuo Xi also thought about it, and replied:

"...I know kung fu."

Three people: "?"

Yang Huan asked cautiously: "What kind of kung fu? Fighting? Taekwondo or jujitsu?"

Zhuoxi: "A little bit."

In fact, he felt that they were all related, but it was hard to describe what kind of skill he was.

Because even he himself doesn't know where his skills come from.

"Wow, Su Qi, you are so powerful!" Shen Jia clapped her hands like a little seal: "Teach me some other day!"

"can."

"It's so kind of you!"

Yang Huan was really a little surprised, he didn't expect that the quiet-looking young man actually possessed such a specialty, but it was quite helpful in filming.

People with a bit of skill will have a better time shooting martial arts.

Several people continued to chat, and Yang Huan briefly told them the route they could take in the future.

Then he smiled wryly and said, "However, no matter how good the planning is, there must be resources. I will work hard to fight for it. I hope you can trust me."

Once down and out, his current situation is not much better than the situation of these three newcomers.

"Brother Yang, don't worry, we certainly believe you." The little angel Shen Jia said: "You are so kind to us, how could we not believe you."

Xu Xiangming didn't sit down and talk to them so much before. After listening to Yang Huan's words, they finally realized what a real responsible agent should look like.

Xu Xiangming don't mention making such a plan for them, it's fine if he doesn't scold them.

"I'm so happy." Shen Jia raised his glass, "To celebrate Brother Yang becoming our manager, let's have a toast!"

The other three raised their glasses silently.

After the toast, Shen Jia picked up the phone again, turned on the camera, and said with a smile: "Let's take a photo! It's a commemoration of meeting Brother Yang for the first time!"

He turned around, pointed the front camera at the three people at the table, framed his flushed face, and pressed the button to shoot.

After shooting, he showed it to everyone, "My photography skills are not bad, please call me Shen Da photographer!"

"He seems a little drunk." Dong Huarong looked at him and said to Zhuo Xi and Yang Huan.

"Indeed." Yang Huan took the mobile phone that Shen Jia brought over, then glanced at Zhuoxi, and commented: "You are very photogenic."

For a young artist, being on camera is also very important.

To catch the audience at a glance is not something that everyone can do.

In the photo, the young man looking at the camera with a faint smile on his face has achieved this.

The expression management is also in place, and he knows how to control his facial features so that they don't fly around, which is better than some popular artists.

Zhuo Xi: Can it be good? When he was the propaganda secretary, he sometimes listened to the artists under him when they were in class. The more he listened, the more he would naturally understand.

The lessons of those teachers are very expensive, the cheap ones are tens of thousands a class, and the expensive ones are more than a dozen or 20 or even higher.

At first, he listened with the idea of ​​seeing what classes could be so expensive, but later he just went to see if the artists were paying attention to the class.

Zhuoxi glanced at the photo and nodded: "It's okay."

I just feel that Shen Jia's camera is as beautiful as not turning it on, which distorts the facial features a bit.

Yang Huan wanted to go with him. He took Shen Jia's phone and turned off the beauty face on it, and then returned the phone to Shen Jia.

Shen Jia was holding the wine bottle and muttering: "Where is this place...why is this bed so tight, I want to sleep..."

He used the stool as a bed, and when he lay down, his head hit Dong Huarong's thigh next to him. A black line crossed Dong Huarong's forehead, and he helped the person to sit up: "Why sleep, your crystal was stolen."

Shen Jia immediately sat up straight, slapped her thigh, picked up her mobile phone and started the game: "Whoever steals my crystal, I will kill him!"

The three of them couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as they watched him start playing the mobile game.

***

"Yang Xu." Manager Feng Ze held his artist's coat in his hand, and said to the man who was watching the video in front of the makeup mirror: "Xu Xiangming has resigned."

"Oh." An Yangxu replied, without much reaction.

Feng Ze just mentioned it to him, "He has a few artists under him, and they were assigned to Yang Huan."

"Yang Huan?" An Yangxu raised his eyes and looked at his manager in the mirror, "It's him."

"Well, it's that Yang Huan." Feng Zedao, "He is also pitiful. When he meets such an artist, he will return to before liberation."

An Yangxu sneered.

"I know what you mean, isn't it because I'm afraid that something like that will happen to me." He leaned back, put a pair of long legs on the dressing table and folded them, and said flatly:

"Don't worry, I'm not that guy."

He's not that stupid for being a good entertainer and going to play drugs.

"In short...you take care of your private life." Feng Ze kindly persuaded: "I will not interfere too much in your private life, but I still have to remind you, don't play too much, that artist Yang Huan is an example. "

An Yangxu gave a cold "sneak".

"understood."

It's almost Saturday.

It just so happened that the production team only had night scenes, Zhuo Xi greeted Yang Huan, and rode a small battery back home early in the morning.

Fu Hongcai does not have to go to work on weekends, and is watching current affairs news on a tablet in the living room on the first floor.

Seeing him coming back, she immediately took off her glasses and said with a smile, "Qi Qi is back."

Su Qiyun came down from upstairs, wearing a dignified and elegant cheongsam with a plain shawl on her shoulders.Seeing his own son, his eyes softened.

"I made a small cake, do you want Qi Qi to eat it?"

Aunt Wang brought out the cake from the oven in good time, and said with a smile, "This is just baked by Madam, it's very fragrant, young master, try it."

"Okay." Zhuoxi took a piece and put it in his mouth, the texture and taste were really good.

Su Qiyun came in front of him and gathered his collar.

What Zhuoxi is wearing today is a fake two-piece long-sleeved color-blocking one with a collar.He looked up at the woman, and saw the love and tenderness towards his son from the woman's eyes.

It's a pity that the real Su Qi is gone, and the original owner doesn't even know how he fell down the stairs in his memory.

Zhuo Xi didn't know if it was an accident, but he had already decided to help Su Qi realize his wish.

It's a reward for using the other party's body, even though 013 said they are just NPCs.

But Zhuoxi felt that npc is also a living being with feelings.

"Ahem." Fu Hong deliberately stood up and said, "Xiaoyun, how do you look at my clothes?"

Definitely not because of jealousy.

Su Qiyun smiled, patted Zhuoxi on the shoulder, and walked over to help her husband tidy up his clothes.

"Handsome and energetic."

Only then was Fu Hong satisfied, "I specially picked the one you ordered for me last time. This can't compare to Fu Huai."

"How do you compare with your own son?" Su Qiyun said angrily, "It's alright, alright, you are the most handsome."

Fu Hongcai raised his face, and took a sip from his teacup contentedly.