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When Lin Zhao opened the door and went out, it was snowing outside.

The follower Yan Zhiming arranged for him arrived on time today. It seems that his surname is Chen. He didn't introduce himself, and Lin Zhao didn't ask.

Just after 9 o'clock, Lin Zhao casually asked if he had breakfast, if not, Aunt Wei could prepare it.

He just shook his head and followed him stubbornly.

He is indeed very quiet.

However, Lin Zhao didn't seem to like such a quiet person anymore.

When the falling snow covered Chen Laishi's footprints and piled up into a thick, dense layer of white, Lin Zhao looked out the window: "Go out and build a snowman with me?"

Chen Zhan said: "The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is relatively large. With your current physical condition, it is easy to catch a cold if you go out for too long."

Lin Zhao didn't want to hear such words, so he turned his head and glanced at Chen. For some reason, a pair of black pupils flashed in front of his eyes, and there was often a see-through excitement in them.

"Then you go and pile one up, I want to take a photo." Lin Zhao said.

Chen refused him this time without a valid reason.

When he was clumsily rolling snowballs in the yard, Lin Zhao stood by the window and watched quietly.

The warmth of the room created a steaming mist in front of the window. Chen turned his head occasionally, and through the blurred window, he saw the tall and straight man, but too pale, looking at him.

Even though he was standing in a warm room, Chen felt that his gaze seemed to be soaked in snow, and he couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine when he was stared at.

For a long time after that, he didn't dare to look back.

The snowman was piled up, but it didn't look good, and he was worried.

Aunt Wei passed by and saw it, and brought him a carrot, two tree branches, and a small red bucket as a hat, and helped him correct the details, and the snowman finally looked decent.

Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to look for Lin Zhao, only to find that the figure in front of the window had long since disappeared.

He suddenly realized that even though he was friendly on the surface, Lin Zhao seemed to be far from what he had been rumored to be.

One month before the end of the new year, various news, good and bad, continued in the industry.

Ye Tinghe and Luo Que auditioned together, one got Li Fu, who was shy and young in the early stage, and the other got Li Fu, who had a lot in the later stage and was willing to sink.

The first time it was all good, Ren Ju didn't say a word, just sat beside them with folded arms and watched them laughing.

Jingzhi thought for a while, but didn't make a decision immediately, and asked them to perform it again, so as not to collide with the other party's performance just now.

This time the results were similar, too.

Jingzhi was so angry that he slapped the table: "Where have you guys been going for so long? One can't pretend to be innocent, the other can't pretend to be vicious. Is your character design so burdensome?!"

Hearing this comment, Ye Tinghe and Luo Que looked at each other with disdain.

The producer whispered to Jing Zhi from the side, for fear that if she was dissatisfied, she would kick out the two children who were involved in relationship investment and publicity.

Ren Ju beckoned and asked them to come forward together, and whispered: "Which one of you needs my help to vote? Maybe it will be useful."

When she spoke, the silver earrings swayed in her hair, like a well-packaged, yet malicious hint.

Ye Tinghe was very vigilant, looked at her for a second, and quickly looked away.

Luo Que asked, "How can I help?"

A silly fish took the bait, Ren Ju smiled slightly, as if teasing a child: "Come and beg me."

Before she said how to beg, the mobile phones of Jingzhi and the producer rang almost at the same time. After reading the new news, they exchanged glances, which were a little unexpected.

Seeing that Jingzhi remained silent, the producer cleared his throat and took the initiative to be the villain.

"Okay, don't worry about it anymore. If Xiaohe can't do it, Li Fu will fix Luo Que."

He spoke so suddenly that no one present except Jingzhi could react.

After a few seconds of silence, Ren Ju and Luo Que almost said in unison: "What?"

Ren Ju: "Whose news?"

Luo Que: "What is this? I don't want to be a relationship account that has been appointed by default!"

The scene was like boiling water, and the whispers of various people rose up like hot bubbles.

Jingzhi didn't look at them, but looked at Ye Tinghe who was sucked into the center of the whirlpool.

This kid was calmer than anyone present, as if he had nothing to do with him, he blinked innocently at himself.

Jingzhi almost laughed at them again: "The casting is very serious, okay? You put Kong Rong here to let Li! Do you still have me in your eyes?"

In the end, the result was still undecided, and the producer couldn't resist Jing Zhi's stubbornness, and blocked him with the sentence "Who is he, this is my play and I don't write his name".

Luo Que stood in a corner of the room, looked at Jing Zhi, then at Ye Tinghe, his brows were filled with dissatisfaction, and gradually enlarged to take up the entire face.

He didn't want to be like this, being interfered with, being manipulated by the government, what's the point of winning without fair competition.

This feeling reminded him of a certain year, when he was treated as a target for someone else to come forward and use the remaining pawns, there was no respect at all.

He was not reconciled, and gritted his teeth for many years.

On this day, he still didn't see a reasonable explanation. Jingzhi raised his hand and told them to separate: "Go back first. I'll ask what's going on, and I'll notify you in a few days."

Facing everyone's eyes, Ye Tinghe responded lightly.

In fact, he could vaguely guess why, but Jing Zhi and Luo Que's attitudes were very clear, and they wanted to fight for justice for him.

As the person involved, it would be too disappointing if he refused.

He left behind and went out the door, when the assistant was about to meet him, a burst of cold fragrance came around.

The assistant was taken aback, and stopped after seeing who it was, without going over.

Ren Ju put one hand on Ye Tinghe's shoulder, and pointed to Luo Que who was not far in front of him. This man was in a fit of anger, and even the back of his head was showing unpleasant emotions.

Ren Ju smiled: "The people you meet are not bad."

Ye Tinghe raised his eyes to look at Luo Que's back, and said indifferently: "I don't understand what he is thinking."

No one has been in the entertainment industry for several years and still believes that things like fairness can be obtained if they want to fight for them.

Ren Ju glanced at him: "Why should you not be naive when you are naive, and pretend to be more active than anyone else when you are naive." She patted Ye Tinghe's arm, "When you walk in the future, it won't be as smooth as it is now, You just know that you have a friend who won’t make trouble—oh, you don’t think they are friends, so let’s go together, how rare it is.”

Ye Tinghe felt that what she said made sense. Although Luo Que was not a very good person, his character was not bad.

Ieda's notification came quickly, but the news spread even faster on the Internet.

The main investor of "Carton" has changed from Sankui Media to Shijia Entertainment. When talking about Shijia Entertainment, Lu Pingjia has to be mentioned.

As the second son of Shijia Entertainment, it is puzzling that Lu Pingjia did not sign with his own company and went to a little-known company that had no resources and had nothing else to do except blood-sucking Ye Tinghe.

What's even more puzzling is that, as Lu Pingjia's biological brother, Lu Shiting didn't give his younger brother the opportunity to bring money into the group, but instead invested heavily in "Carton" to help Ye Tinghe become the number one male.

[The method "Si Zhao" is broadcast quickly!He Jiahuan is on the top again today】Joyful, happy like Chinese New Year.

"What else could it be? I imagine that Jiajia bowed down for love, and the elder brother was furious and anxious. In the end, he could only agree to the younger brother's request with tears in his eyes."

"The married Jia Jia Jia poured out the water"

"Senior brother Qing Leng once fell into trouble, the arrogant young master bowed down for love, who would be killed?"

"Is it my cp brain? Why are they more real outside the scene?"

"What kind of cp fan are you, cp fan or cp brain, but it's true, Jiajia...do you love him that much?"

"He really knows how to handle Jia"

"He Jiahuan is really good at handling our cp fans [poor]"

When Ye Tinghe heard the news, all parties had already agreed on the conditions.

He didn't know whether it was Lu Shiting who really proposed more favorable conditions than San Kui, or whether he cared more about himself than Luo Que Jing Zhi, and made this choice under almost the same situation as a few days ago.

But the deal is done, the only thing that is certain is that Luo Que is the only one who is frank and has a clear conscience.

Regardless of whether he knew it or not, and what excuses he could find for himself, he and Luo Que really couldn't be friends.

The end of the new year is approaching, Ji Xu distributed big red envelopes to everyone in the studio, and Ye Tinghe is finally going to have a holiday.

Generally speaking, artists should do things like giving out red envelopes, but everyone in the team is very used to it, after all, they all know who is the real boss.

Ye Tinghe also had red envelopes, but they were physical ones. Ji Xu asked if he wanted to give him a flat.

Material things are indeed easy to make people happy, at least at this moment, he can temporarily forget that Ji Xu used to be the stick for beating mandarin ducks, and sincerely call him "Brother Ji".

If he didn't think of Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao had better not have given a house to a kid who needs to be helped, had better not received a letter of thanks from the other party, and had better not been called "Brother Zhao" by the other party.

Ye Tinghe has never had this kind of experience. Although he is only one of the people who loves Lin Zhao clearly, he can at least last until next winter just because of the previous jealousy.

Ye Tinghe suddenly didn't want this suite anymore.

He asked Ji Xu to wait and thought for a moment.

The result of thinking is to let him discount it to his own card.