After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

The next morning, Lan Xinrong walked into Hang Xiutu's office with a dark face, bringing with him a gust of anger, and the onlookers were all overwhelmed by Lan Ge's aura that no strangers should enter.

"Brother Lan, what is this?" An intern next to him adjusted his glasses and timidly asked.

The old man in the company patted him calmly: "It's okay, if Brother Lan hasn't rushed into Mr. Hang's office and yelled for more than a week, then it's—"

Just as he was talking, there was an earth-shattering "Hang Xiutu!!!"

Hang Xiutu looked at Lan Xinrong, tapped his fingers on the desk, and "pressed" back with a more shocking pressure: "Turn down the volume, speak carefully, and close the door."

Lan Xinrong glared at Hang Xiutu, but swallowed his anger and closed the door before continuing: "Look at my dark circles, don't you feel any guilt?"

Hang Xiu Tu rushed to the small sofa next to him and signaled: "Come, sit, tea or coffee?"

"Hey," Lan Xinrong said angrily, "You are sometimes polite in front of me, kid."

"You don't need it, right?" Hang Xiutu crossed his fingers in front of him, looked at Lan Xinrong with his light brown eyes, and had the words "Don't be angry and self-aggrandizing" written all over his body, "Then let's get down to business."

Lan Xinrong dared not speak out: "..."

He couldn't imagine what it would be like for Hang Xiutu to confess his love at all, so he admired Hang Yang even more. Seeing that the thin and small Wenwen was weak, he could subdue such a... gangster.

The corners of Lan Xinrong's eyes twitched subtly, and he coughed twice to calm himself down: "First, let me state my position first, what do you think when you are on a horse? Falling in love with a man, or your brother—"

"I used to live briefly in the name of my brother." Hang Xiutu moved forward, feeling more oppressed.

Lan Xinrong choked, sighed and nodded: "Okay, I understand, you can't change what you set. Now I hope that Hang Yang will wake up..."

"Even if he rejects me this time," Hang Xiutu interrupted Lan Xinrong, "there will be another time; the next time he rejects me, there will be another time. I have time and patience."

Lan Xinrong was dumbfounded.

He sized up the man in front of him. He was handsome—a handsome man who is outstanding even in the beauties of the entertainment industry. He had a successful career—he belonged to the “successful” ones who had reached the top level in the industry, and his family was rich—— The concept of money to "money" has almost lost its meaning, and the cultural literacy is extremely high...

Lan Xinrong rubbed his chest to suppress his shock: This condition, no matter how it looks, is the top configuration in the marriage market!If Hang Xiutu confessed affectionately to himself, a straight man of steel, with that handsome face——

Manager Lan, who had seen countless people, suddenly shivered.

It’s over.

He came to the conclusion calmly and sadly: how can baby Hangyang be the opponent of this guy? !Sooner or later, he will fall into the gentle hometown of this old beast.

Hang Xiutu looked at Lan Xinrong in his position like a psychopath and sighed for a long time, without saying a word, his endurance finally reached its limit: "Is there anything else? Go back to your own office and sigh."

Lan Xinrong was heartbroken: "Fuck you! I've accepted the reality, can't you give me some buffer time? Aren't you afraid that I will speak ill of you in front of Hang Yang?!"

Hang Xiutu: "..."

He put his hand lightly on his chin: Why do you think it gave this kid a way to control his own thinking?

Fortunately, Lan Xinrong didn't think about it so much. He was still immersed in the grief and indignation of his good-looking lamb. He turned to Hang Xiutu: "Even if Hang Yang agreed to you, can't you just turn around and announce it to the public? You must be the first Let me know the time, do you hear me?"

Hang Xiutu: "Yes."

Lan Xinrong never knew how to write the word "rest assured" to Hang Xiutu. He strode up to Hang Xiutu and put his hands on the table: "Look into my eyes and promise!"

Hang Xiutu: "...I promise."

Only then did Lan Xinrong heave a weary sigh of relief: "Okay, now let's talk about the second question. I was planning to report this to you today, and it's a coincidence that you mentioned joining a group or recording a variety show. Yes. In this way, the new variety show we invested in has basically been completed, which is quite good."

"New variety show?" Hang Xiutu didn't think about it for a moment, he frowned slightly, "I've never been on a variety show, so I'm still inclined to join a group."

"No, no, no," Lan Xinrong interrupted him, "Did you forget that director Hua Qinxuan started preparing for the one more than a year ago? To be honest, I started thinking about it at that time. If this variety show can really be as planned Do it decently, I plan to let you make your variety show debut here."

Thinking about it, Hang Xiutu slowly relaxed his brows, and tapped his fingers on the table: "It's been almost a year and a half, you mean, this thing is really made?"

Lan Xinrong nodded: "The technical problems are completely solved. The screenwriter is excellent and the team is excellent. They are basically young people full of talents and dreams. The key problem now is that it is too difficult to determine the guest candidates. You know, most people can't support it at all." Wake up to this variety show."

"Okay," Hang Xiutu clapped his hands lightly, "You bring the information over and let's take a look together."

Lan Xinrong was about to go out when he suddenly heard Hang Xiutu's voice again: "By the way, Hang Yang is also in this variety show."

Lan Xinrong was taken aback: "Didn't you want to get away from him for a while?"

"I'm just saying, temporarily avoid staying close to each other for a long time," Hang Xiutu glanced at him, with "Are you stupid?" written all over his face, "How can we cultivate a relationship completely apart?"

Lan Xinrong, who had been single for many years, was so distraught that he left angrily after saying "Fuck you".

Half an hour later, the two discussed with the documents scattered on the table.

"Then what," Lan Xinrong said after hesitating, "I don't think Xiaohang is suitable for this variety show. He is indeed talented in acting, but this thing requires too much humanistic quality. He has a high school degree, I don't mean He can't, but with this kind of background, if he is negligent for a while and makes some mistakes, he can easily be ridiculed by the crowd."

Who knew that Hang Xiutu had no worries, and denied it outright: "He's fine."

He thought for a while, and added: "The connotation and meaning of this variety show are quite good. If nothing happens, it can become a classic. I hope Hang Yang will not miss it. I believe he thinks so too."

Lan Xinrong didn't understand where his blind self-confidence came from, so he tried to remind him vaguely: "Then what, our wise actor of Hangzhou University will not be blinded by love, right? He will definitely not bring his own filter think about it, right?"

Who knows that before Lan Xinrong finished speaking, Hang Xiutu had already dialed Hang Yang's phone: "Hey, Xiao Yang... Yes, there is a good new variety show here, come and see... Well, right now, Let Xiao Chen send you off."

After hanging up the phone, Hang Xiutu turned to Lan Xinrong with an "emmm" face: "I'll let him decide whether to answer it or not."

Ever since Hang Yang entered the company's gate, he was a little uncontrollably nervous. He rubbed and twisted his hands subconsciously in front of him, and even responded to other people's "Hello, Teacher Xiao Hang" a lot. Before entering the office of Hang Xiutu , his hand that was about to knock on the door paused in the air, unable to drop it for a long time.

Hang Yang was a little dizzy, and his heart beat faster: Hang Xiutu, he is inside!

He, he told me yesterday that he loves me...

Yesterday's situation involuntarily reappeared in Hang Yang's mind. Hang Xiutu clutched his wrist and looked at him with focused and earnest eyes. He had never seen such a pair of beautiful eyes in his entire life, ah no, in his two lifetimes. At that moment, he almost Drowning in those eyes that are more moving than the Milky Way.

Hang Yang pressed one hand on the door. Thinking of this scene, he was inattentive, and his head hit the door panel with a soft "boom", which shocked him.

Hearing the low and pleasant male voice "please come in" from the door, Hang Yang became even more panicked, and took two steps back in a hurry. The little intern who happened to be passing by came over: "Mr. Xiao Hang, you, why do you have such a face?" Red? You don’t have a fever, why don’t I take you to the hospital?”

Hang Yang hurriedly turned his head away, and hurriedly pushed away the kind-hearted man: "No, no need! Then what, I'm fine! I, I, I'm here to find Teacher Hang!"

"Then are you lost? Are you in a hurry?" The careless little intern pushed his glasses and pointed to the door in front of him, "Oh, this is Mr. Hang's office. I'll open the door for you."

"Hey——" Before Hang Yang had time to stop him, the little intern opened the door neatly and "exposed" the blushing Hang Yang to Hang Xiutu.

"Teacher Hang!" The little intern smiled enthusiastically at Hang Xiutu, "Mr. Hang is here to find you!"

Hang Yang lowered his head as low as he could, followed her into Hang Xiutu's office, and called out in a low and short voice: "Teacher Hang."

"Yeah." Hang Xiutu coughed a little unnaturally, and waved his hands at the intern calmly, "I see, go get busy."

As the door closed again, there were only three people left in the office.Hang Xiutu and Hang Yang didn't know what evil they had bumped into, they didn't look at each other and didn't speak, they froze, and those who didn't know thought that Hang Xiutu made a special call to call Hang Yang in front of him in a daze.

Lan Xinrong: "..."

It's over, and that's why Hang Xiutu, the second idiot who was in it, couldn't tell, Hang Yang's head was lowered, his face was red, his eyes were looking towards Hang Xiutu intentionally or unintentionally, and his ten fingers were twisted together unconsciously——Lan Xinrong He patted himself on the forehead and made a crisp sound of "snap": This horse has fallen!

Looking at Hang Xiutu again, he pretended to be calm, but the fingers behind his back were trembling slightly, and his eyes were so focused that he stared at the broken bottle in his room for several years.

It made Lan Xinrong want to rush up and give him a kick: King of Best Actors of Hangzhou University, King of Best Actors of Hangzhou University, when did your kid become so good at acting? !

Lan Xinrong's hands were trembling. Why didn't he see these two people earlier... It's not right, he actually saw something was wrong, but he didn't think about it at all. The antique fished out of it suddenly——

"Why are you sighing?" Hang Xiutu looked at Lan Xinrong coldly, and pointed to the information at hand, "Come on, tell Hang Yang about this variety show."

Lan Xinrong sighed, grinding his teeth while thinking "I won't be as knowledgeable as you right now", he waved to Hang Yang: "Hang Yang, here is a new variety show we invested in, and it was originally just for those who have dreams With a little support from the team, to be honest, I didn’t expect it to come true. This variety show has an ingenious concept and unique creativity, but the requirements for the guests are quite high. Come and see if you are interested.”

Hang Yang was taken aback, he couldn't figure out for a moment, what kind of variety show could be praised by Lan Xinrong like this, so he went up to pick up the planning book: "The name is...'Ladder'?"

"Yes," Lan Xinrong nodded, "No surprises, this should be Xiutu's first variety show."

"Hang, Hang Xiutu is going to be on a variety show?!" Hang Yang's eyes widened instantly, he pressed his open mouth, forgot his shyness for a moment, his eyes wandered back and forth between Hang Xiutu's body and the information in his hand, "I'm so curious Now, what kind of variety show is this..."

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