Salted fish became popular after going on a variety show with a dead enemy

Zhao Qian was so good at talking, Ran Cheng fell asleep in the office.

Suddenly Zhao Gan was interrupted by a phone ringing.

"Wait a minute." Zhao Qian glanced at the phone and nodded apologetically.

Ran Cheng only felt grateful for this timely call, leaned his head on the sofa, and finally closed his eyelids after fighting hard.

"Hello, Liang Yi." Zhao Qian said into the phone.

A name made Ran Cheng open his eyes again.

Not knowing what was said over there, Zhao Gan responded a few times and handed the phone to Ran Cheng.

"Boss Liang is looking for you." Zhao Gan said very seriously.

Ran Cheng answered the phone and paused for a moment.Zhao Qian didn't know that he and Liang Yi were together, so it was a bit shy to talk on the phone in person.

But after all, there is no reason to go out with other people's mobile phones, so Ran cleared his throat and sat upright: "Hello, Mr. Liang."

There was a smile on the other side: "Ran Cheng, what are you doing?"

"I'm talking to Mr. Zhao, and I'm about to join a new company, and I need a brand new look." Ran Cheng said in a straight voice.

Zhao Gan nodded in satisfaction.

"That's it." Liang Yi lowered his voice slightly, "You are well dressed today, why do you need to change into new clothes when you are talking with Mr. Zhao?"

Ran Cheng frowned, and took a peek at Zhao Gan, who didn't hear him.

"Hmm, no." Ran Cheng fooled.

"The last thing you said to me before you left, the person who turns around will be gone."

Ran Cheng recalled it for a while, and vaguely remembered that he would miss Liang Yilai.

He felt the heat on his face, and he responded vaguely.

Liang Yi was still talking nonsense, Ran Cheng was annoyed: "Stop talking."

Zhao Qian looked up at him in surprise.

Ran Cheng raised his head as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that someone was talking to Liang Yi on the phone. After a while, Liang Yi said to him, "I have something to do. Don't go to the hotel later, go to my house. Qin Nuo will take you there."

Ran Cheng was startled, and before he had time to say anything, the phone was hung up.

Zhao Qian took the phone: "Go back and rest first, go to the dance practice room tomorrow, there will be a special teacher waiting for you."

Qin Nuo drove Ran Cheng to the hotel to pick up his luggage, and went all the way to the most famous high-end residential area in Beiming City.

The top-level security and greening, the quiet environment of the community and the luxurious passing vehicles all tell of the preciousness of every inch of land here.

"My cousin is filming outside all the year round, so he doesn't live here all the time." Qin Nuo and Ran Cheng got on the elevator.

Qin Nuo didn't shy away, entered the password in front of Ran Cheng, and suddenly turned around: "Brother Ran Cheng, can you remember?"

"It should be possible." Ran Cheng said, "It's actually the same birthday as mine."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Ran Cheng seemed to have reacted, but was a little uncertain.

Qin Nuo sighed and pushed open the door.

Despite having vaccinations, Ran Cheng was still surprised that he "doesn't live here all the time".

The interior is spacious and well designed.But everything is neatly placed, including the angle of the remote control. The cleanliness is extraordinary. At first glance, only regular cleaning comes to the house.

Although the designer used the color matching skillfully, it looks very comfortable.But that kind of clear and cold feeling is always flowing in the air, and the breath of life in a room cannot be disguised.

Qin Nuo didn't think it was unusual, put Ran Cheng's luggage in, and helped him turn on the floor heating: "Brother Ran Cheng, I'll leave first. My brother asked me to be your assistant for a few days. Call me if you need anything, and come pick me up tomorrow morning." you."

Because it was very late now, Qin Nuo left after speaking.

Ran Cheng touched here and there curiously by himself, wandering around in the living room.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the night outside, the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the night scene of the entire city, full of neon lights, and every house was lit up.

Ran Cheng walked to the window and looked out, the chill came in through the window glass, and suddenly felt that none of those lights belonged to him.

Looking back is the huge living room. There is a very classic "Heaven, Earth, and a Sandgull" in Chinese poetry appreciation. Ran Cheng couldn't memorize it back then. Now he not only remembered the writing technique of seeing the big from the small, but also experienced the feeling of loneliness for the first time.

Ran Cheng lay on the glass and looked out, realizing that this might be one of the reasons why Liang Yi continued to film.

Feeling a little depressed, he walked through the corridor, went back to the bedroom and locked the door.

Do not want to live here again tomorrow.

-

The next day, Qin Nuo came home early to wake Ran Cheng up according to the schedule Liang Yi told him.

As soon as he opened the door, he met the neatly dressed Ran Cheng, dragging a small suitcase in his hand.

Qin Nuo: "?"

But he still respected Ran Cheng's personal opinion fully according to his cousin's will, and the translation was based on Ran Cheng's.

So Ran Cheng stayed in the hotel closest to the company, and happened to live a life of practicing singing and dancing diligently every day.

His breath and voice have always been stable, and he will not regress for many years. What needs to be practiced is still the part of dancing.So he was the first to appear in the dance studio in the morning, and the last to leave at night.

The intensity of the practice made other artists in the company amazed, and it was regarded as a benchmark for many people's self-motivation for a while.

For a while, everyone was led to work harder, and people came and went in the corridor of the dance studio.Zhao Gan was surprised by the thriving working atmosphere.

"Why didn't everyone work so hard when I was the boss? Otherwise, I wouldn't transfer it." He joked.

Zhao Gan had initially set the date for Ran Cheng's first concert, and released some news to test the waters, and the response was not bad.

【open! !I like to watch the beautiful Ran Cheng dress seriously]

[Ha ha ha same!There is a kind of joy of dressing up games]

【Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool】

【Remember youth, support】

[I have wronged Ran Cheng for several years, I am ashamed, I will buy a ticket to go to the scene]

The comment section was almost evenly divided, half wanted to see Ran Cheng, and the other half wanted to see the feelings of five years ago.

Just as Zhao Qian expected, the fan base is not solid, whether it will be prosperous for a while or last for a long time, it all depends on the quality of the concert.

Ran Cheng has no time to pay attention to these external affairs, and has been practicing.

It hurts everywhere for a few days.

That night, he lay on the bed in the hotel and called Liang Yi on the phone.

"You've been so busy recently, Xiao Rancheng."

Liang Yi's voice was smiling and also slightly tired.

Ran Cheng gave a low "hmm" and turned on the camera, revealing a lock of hair and half of his forehead.

Liang Yi frowned: "Why are you lying on your stomach, and your waist is uncomfortable?"

"No." Ran Cheng turned his head, half of the forehead in the picture disappeared, and turned into unruly messy hair.

"I miss you so much, Liang Yi, when will I see you again."

Ran Cheng's voice was muffled, with a bit of ambiguity at the end, which made one's heart melt.

Liang Yi is always thankful that Ran Cheng didn't ask him for the moon, otherwise he might invest in spaceships in a delusional way, and he might be scammed.

"I'll go back after this filming is finished." Liang Yi said in a very soft voice, "Why don't you stay at home and run out?"

"It's close to the company, and I want to go back with you. It's too much space, I'm a little scared."

Ran Cheng's cell phone fell down and pointed at the ceiling.

Seeing that he was really tired, Liang Yi said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first, and we'll talk another day."

"I've been sleepy recently, but I can't fall asleep." Ran Cheng adjusted, looking at the camera with hazy eyes, "Liang Yi, tell me a story."

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