Boss Su is so pretentious

"Son, let me tell you, that girl from the old Zhou family is really nice!"

In the kitchen, an old mobile phone with a clean screen is placed on the mobile phone stand next to the cutting board. In the picture is an elderly mother with gray sideburns. The strange angle of holding the mobile phone makes her face look like an isosceles ladder , of course, the man's face on the small screen in the upper right corner is not much better.

But I have to say, if these two really grow into the faces shown in the picture, they will also be the ones with the most outstanding looks in this mysterious face.

In the BGM, which is dominated by the sound of chopping vegetables, the man with a hoarse voice complained helplessly: "That's how you described that girl from the Li family last time."

"How can I? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Don't be modest, you have it everywhere." The man stopped chopping vegetables, bent his face to the camera, tapped the five fingers of his right hand one by one with his left index finger, and said as he tapped: "Look, the former Ms. Zhao , Ms. Qian, Ms. Sun, Ms. Li, and this time, Ms. Zhou, you all talk like this."

"You child, are you stupid when you study hard? How do you talk?"

"Hey? Wait a minute," the man felt that he had discovered something, and he said, "Zhao Qiansun and Li Zhou, co-authors of my blind date this year, you arranged them according to "Hundred Surnames"?"

"Ah! Oops! Our kettle is on, I'm going to pour water, goodbye son! Let's chat next time! I'll push that girl's WeChat to you later, you have to remember to add her, this girl is really nice Talk to her more, and the two of you will try to go out for a meal together!"

"mom……"

"Beep beep..."

The man sighed helplessly, why did he feel that he was the truth?

He put down the kitchen knife, took out a tissue to wipe off the water stains on his hands, and continued to call out the movies and TV series he hadn't finished watching just now, before continuing to cut his water spinach.

The TV drama is a very popular topic about son-in-law recently. It tells about the ordinary-looking male protagonist who enters into a rich family. His mother-in-law and father-in-law look down on him, making things difficult for him and not letting him eat at the table. His brother-in-law even forces him to have sex with his daughter-in-law. The master came into contact with the marriage relationship, but at the critical moment of the family's life and death, they discovered that this wimpy son-in-law turned out to be the wealthy son Shura God of War.

"Tsk, although the plot is vulgar, it's still a bit cool to watch. The current audience's requirements for the content of the story are mainly cool."

The man sighed, "How can such a good thing happen, Miss Qianjin is not married to you, and she has an ugly face, how can she be so confident?"

After a pause, he thought again: "This kind of routine where a rich woman looks at a poor boy, such an unrealistic fantasy is really... irresistible."

"Is there any rich woman who has taken a fancy to me? I want to act."

Qian Xiyang, who talks to himself, is currently 31 years old. After a while, on New Year's Day, he will be 32 according to the calculation of the North.

He is in a state of confusion. After all, he graduated with a master's degree from the acting department, and it can't affect the current situation where he is so sticky that he can't save it.

There has never been a shortage of beautiful skins in the entertainment industry. Qian Xiyang is a flamboyant person, but he is full of pride in his bones. He doesn't know how to compliment others, and he is somewhat autistic. The audience didn't know him for a long time, or maybe they didn't know him, and now he can only live his life in dramas.

There is no shortage of good actors in the entertainment industry, but good actors may not necessarily find good resources.

"People always have a bottom line in life, and I want to be an actor with a bottom line!"

He looked at the spinach in the pot, his eyes were blank, and he remembered what happened when he first entered the industry, the thing that changed his acting career.

It was a rainy day in August, and his agent asked him to spend time with a well-known producer in the industry. At that time, he gritted his teeth and thought about it, let's go, a man can bend and stretch!

The meal was very tortuous. The producer and many artists were there. The artists were both men and women. What they have in common is that they all have young and beautiful skins. The producer sat among the young and handsome boys, with a posture like It was the empress and her three thousand beauties in the harem, smiling and chatting with all the beauties next to them while holding a wine glass.

Qian Xiyang sat stiffly in the corner, with his back straight, and the cold sweat seeping from his back had already wetted the white vest inside his sweater. Look, if the location is changed, Qian Xiyang can think that this old man's eyelids are cramp.

But right now...

He really didn't know what kind of performance he should go through!

Qian Xiyang was so nervous that he was trembling all over. He turned his head to look in the direction of Mr. Wang, and happened to meet her meaningful gaze. He stood up subconsciously. After a while, Qian Xiyang had long legs, so he staggered to Mr. Wang. He turned his head and saw the manager making a cheering gesture. He nodded, then looked at Mr. Wang again, trying to increase his volume so as not to be caught The loud music covered it: "Mr. Wang! I am the actor Qian Xiyang! I toast to you! I wish our company a prosperous future! I also wish you good health! Be happy every day!"

After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in his glass, and when he saw other male artists wanting to speak out of the corner of his eye, he immediately picked up the microphone on the table, walked quickly to the karaoke stand, and followed up: "President Wang! The song "Good Luck Comes" is for you!"

Other male artists: ? ? ?

And so on?

Agent: I feel very complicated. I don't know whether to praise him for being smart or call him a fool. How should he break it?catch up.Wait online.

So, accompanied by the music of all the male artists flattering the female president of the entertainment company, it was Qian Xiyang's bel canto version of "Good Luck".

"Mr. Wang! My name is Liu Yang! A student who graduated from the coaster!"

[Good luck!Good luck to--! 】

"Mr. Wang! I'm also a student of the coaster! It's your younger brother!"

【Luck brings joy and love——! 】

"Mr. Wang! I'm Zhang Donghai! Your nephew's classmate!"

【Facing the good luck and prospering, travel all over the world——! 】

"Mr. Wang! Mr. Wang! You are so charming, I will go out with my manager next time!"

[Fold a thousand paper cranes, and tie a red ribbon—! 】

"Mr. Wang, I will follow you! I offer you a toast!"

[You work hard and live a beautiful life, and your health and spring are always there——! 】

[You have been busy all your life just to smile—! 】

The absurd Ukiyo-e at the moment still gave him quite a shock.

Qian Xiyang's manager is 40 years old this year. He thinks he has experienced some ups and downs. He thinks, if there is a video camera now, the lens will follow the sequence from left to right to record this Ukiyo-e painting. It's all people's desires, the entertainment industry, Vanity Fair, and this box is a wonderful absurd comedy.

He sat there, clapping his hands to the rhythm of Qian Xiyang's song, with a genuine smile on his face that even he himself didn't know.

He is a little tired.

"Is Xiyang a man who can't take it easy, or is he too open?"

Qian Xiyang didn't know what his manager thought of him, he just felt that the song was a little too high, and it made him feel a little uncomfortable. After that, he just made an excuse and left the private room to go to the bathroom to smoke his cheap cigarettes.

He pinches the cigarette butt with his right thumb and index finger, presses the cigarette butt into the ashtray, squeezes and rotates it, and eventually it loses heat and turns from tobacco to garbage.

"Is there still smoke?"

A well-maintained catkin covered the back of his hand holding cigarettes. Qian Xiyang raised his head and met the eyes of the woman in the mirror who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Of course, if I have the honor."

"Then it depends on your performance."

Pull out the cigarette case in the jacket pocket with one hand, pass the cigarette with both hands, and bow to light the cigarette.

The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Her face was blurred by the smog. She pulled out the cigarette butt between her lips and teeth, stretched it to the corner of Qian Xiyang's lips, and stuffed it between his slightly parted lips. between.

She said: "Your cigarette is interesting enough, but it's not easy to smoke..."

Qian Xiyang: No, I am not ready to dedicate myself to art!

"I don't know very well..."

The woman grabbed him by the collar, dragged him into a cubicle in the women's toilet, locked the door with her backhand, leaned over, lay her pillow in his arms, hooked his neck and pulled him down. He whispered in his ear: "Think about it carefully, is there any way you can make it smoke better?"

"I……"

"Hush," the woman stroked his lips, "Think about it, what do you want..."

"I want you to stay away from me."

Qian Xiyang avoided her hand and replied with a wooden face.

He thought, she should stop touching him, or he would be unclean.

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