After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

He Yanzhi stared at him with a strange expression for a while, then waved at him: "Take it, take it, I'll give it to you."

So Yu Heng was satisfied, he took out his mobile phone, but He Yanzhi immediately saw his intention, and hurriedly said: "You can give it to you, but you are not allowed to take pictures and share!"

"Is it okay if I set it as 'only visible to me'?"

"No."

"...Well then," Yu Heng felt a little regretful, "Then I'll look forward to your next work first."

He Yanzhi remained silent.

Yu Heng returned to his bedroom and put the ugly wool felt into the drawer of the bedside table. In the same drawer were a few books and the family portrait of his family of four.

He put away his things and, by the way, filled the water dispenser.

I have to say that the three-piece suit bought by Mr. Yan is really a blessing for the shit-shoveling officer to free his hands.

Valentine's Day is only a few days away from the fifteenth day. As soon as Valentine's Day is over, the Lantern Festival will come soon.

On the fifteenth day, the two of them went to Yu's house again, cooked and ate the two boxes of chocolate Yuanxiao sent by Xu Zhou, Yu Lisong took them to play two sets of mahjong, and He Yanzhi lost five more gloriously. ten.

Due to the recent popularity of "Deserve It", sister Yu Weiwei, who never forgets business opportunities, asked for ten autographs from He Yanzhi as expected.

President Yan was originally worried that the autographs would not be sold, but now that the show is a hit, the supply is in short supply.

Once the Lantern Festival is over, even if the New Year is completely over, the only remaining group of social animals who are still on vacation have to start working, and major schools are also preparing to start school one after another.

However, Yu Heng obviously has no plans to go back to school immediately.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Xu Zhou, He Yanzhi's "former" manager, suddenly came to visit.

To say that Xu Zhou is busy enough, he is taking care of the newcomers himself, and he has to take care of the mess left by He Yanzhi-Mr. If there is no one, they all come to him.

The exhausted former agent had no choice but to bring a large box of things and knocked on the door of a former celebrity, put the things in front of him, and said out of breath: "Today, you have to sign if you sign, or you have to sign if you don't sign." !You can’t say anything, just listen to me!”

He Yanzhi, who was poking the wool felt, looked up in astonishment, and said in his heart: Is this guy crazy?

Xu Zhou started to take things out: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, I'll watch you sign, it will start an hour from now, I'll leave after signing, I have other things, let's get together and break up."

He Yanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Sign what? Divorce agreement? Neither of us has received a certificate."

Xu Zhou didn't want to answer his silly joke, and took out the things he brought out of the box—a lot of organized photos.

These photos are the peripherals of the show "It's Deserving It" that is about to be put on the shelves. The two photos of Ji Fei and Xie Li are printed on it. Some of them are famous scenes in the play, and some are clips and easter eggs.

If this kind of thing wants to sell well, the signatures of the two protagonists are essential, but the show party can't contact He Yanzhi, so they can only ask Shan Cheng to sign it first, and then come to harass Xu Zhou.

Xu Zhou refused many times, but the other party persevered. He could change the number and continue to call him after being blocked. Finally, he was so annoyed that he reluctantly took the [-] sets that Shan Cheng had already signed, and personally gave it to a certain big star. Delivery".

He Yanzhi picked up a set casually, counted it, and found that there were eight photos in it, all of which had been signed by Shan Cheng.

So his scalp exploded: "You are crazy, a set of eight, five hundred sets is four thousand, you let me sign in an hour? Do you think I am a printing machine?"

"I'll take care of you," Xu Zhou was even more explosive than him, "You wait, I still have a box in the car, I'll bring it to you right away."

He Yanzhi: "..."

What is wrong with the world?Do disabled people have human rights?

Yu Heng who personally brought Xu Zhou into the house also squatted down to count the photos in the box, then raised his head and asked, "Should I not let him in?"

He Yanzhi pinched the center of his brows with a headache: "It's useless not to let go, he already knows my address, I can't let him knock on the door every day and refuse to open it for him."

This is true.

Looking at the box of photos, Yu Heng also felt a little apprehensive: "Then do you sign?"

"It's all delivered to me, so it won't make sense if you don't sign it." He Yanzhi found a bundle of golden paint pens from the box, took out one and shook it, "To be honest, I really hate the smell. "

Xu Zhou quickly brought in the remaining box of photos, sat down on the sofa, took the water poured by Yu Heng, and took a sip: "Brother Yan, I really convinced you, If I had known this earlier, I should have changed my phone number with you."

"You can find them if you change them." He Yanzhi put a board on his lap, lowered his head and signed the photo on it, "We are different, you contact this and that all day long, and I don't know how many people know you Even if you change your mobile phone number, it will become the same as the old one within two days."

Xu Zhou gritted his teeth: "I really want to just tell them your number and forget it."

"Then I'll change it to another one, and I won't even tell you."

"I also know your home address..."

"It's a matter of minutes to change a house."

Xu Zhou was finally defeated by him, and said with a mournful face: "I beg you, brother Yan, please hurry up, I'm busy with my own affairs, and I have to take care of you at the same time, I really can't handle it. "

He Yanzhi seemed to have found a confidant, and held his hand very movedly: "To tell you the truth, I also wanted to get angry, but God won't let me, what do you think I should do?"

Yu Heng, who was peeling an apple, shook his hand and broke the peel of the apple.

Both the agent and the celebrity themselves hope to pass the time quickly, how fresh it is.

He shook his head, cut the apple into small pieces and put them on the plate: "Eat it."

Xu Zhou took the apple away very rudely, and looked at the time again: "It's three o'clock now, and you sign for me before five o'clock."

"You can't finish the signing, don't dream," He Yanzhi threw the signed photos on the sofa next to him, let the other party tidy up, and said without raising his head, "You guys are really good, the show hasn't been halfway through, the surrounding Serve first."

Xu Zhou: "Pay attention to your words, it's not 'us', it's them."

He Yanzhi didn't answer any more.

It’s not like he hasn’t participated in a signing event before, and it’s easy to sign thousands of copies in one session, but now his hands are a little rusty, and the signing is much slower than before.

He signed [-] papers in about ten minutes, and finally got some feeling, the speed started to pick up, and he asked again: "When will they want it?"

"tomorrow."

"tomorrow?!"

"The pre-sale will be pre-ordered tomorrow, and it will be shipped within half a month," Xu Zhou said. Hurry up and sign."

He Yanzhi said that it will be pre-sold tomorrow, and you only come to me to sign it now.

"Oh, by the way," Xu Zhou thought of something again, "They originally prepared a live broadcast interactive session, inviting you and Shan Cheng, and asked you if you would go during the week when the finale was zoomed in?"

"Don't go, don't dream," He Yanzhi refused without thinking, "You tell them that I will not participate in anything that requires me to appear in person, and let them stop thinking about me."

"Brother," Xu Zhou knocked on the table, "You are the leading actor, who else will come after you? You won't do anything if you are asked to make money while the drama is in full swing."

He Yanzhi raised his eyes: "Do you think I look like someone who lacks that little money?"

"...All right," Xu Zhou shrugged, "Then I'll talk to them later."

For the [-] photos, it took He Yanzhi more than three hours to sign, and the paint pens were not filled with water.He shook his sour hand and said to Xu Zhou impatiently, "Go, go, don't come here again."

"You don't think I'll come if I come." Xu Zhou and Yu Heng sorted out the photos and stuffed them back into the box. He picked up two boxes at once, turned and walked out, "Bye brother Yan, let's talk about you Let's fall in love."

"Walk slowly," He Yanzhi said, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted at his back, "You asked for my autograph, but didn't you bring me any gift?"

"I don't have time to go to the supermarket. If you want to eat dried tofu, you can buy it yourself!" Xu Zhou changed his shoes and went out, closing the door, "See you later!"

See you?

Never want to see you again.

He Yan sneered, picked up the needle again and wanted to continue poking with him, but found that his hand was already limp, unable to exert strength at all, and still trembling.

He was complaining silently in his heart that the show bullied the disabled, when Yu Heng suddenly sat beside him and asked, "Shall I rub it for you?"

He Yanzhi faltered, and while saying "no need", he handed over his hand.

Yu Heng: "..."

Why bother?

He held the opponent's hand——He Yanzhi's hands are also very good-looking, with long and slender fingers, and because they are thin, the knuckles are slightly protruding. Now the middle finger and little finger are rubbed red by the paper and pen, and there are a few spots of gold paint on the hand , Yu Heng wiped him off with a wet tissue and gave him a massage to relax.

The temperature in the opponent's palm made He Yanzhi very comfortable, so he honestly let him toss, and suddenly he heard the opponent say: "I always feel that there is something missing in your hand."

He Yan was taken aback: "What?"

"Probably..." Yu Heng said, took the opponent's hand, and bit his ring finger lightly, leaving a tooth mark, "That's it."

He Yanzhi: "..."

If you want to talk about rings, just talk about rings, why are you biting people?

At the same time, I thought to myself—how long has it been since we confirmed the relationship, this kid has already begun to want to show ownership?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yu Heng asked again: "Have you ever worn it with others?"

"...No," He Yanzhi said, "Why should I wear a ring with others?"

"That's good." Yu Heng let go of him, suddenly thought of something, took a pack of gray wool from the table, pulled out a strand from it, pressed it with a heavy object, braided the wool into a small braid, and put it on He Yanzhi's fingers After a few hooks with a needle, it turned into a simple ring.

He Yanzhi was dumbfounded. He stroked it lightly, and found that the "ring" was connected end to end, and he couldn't find where to open it.

The size is just right, it won't fall down, and it won't feel tight.

This stinky boy...doesn't he use this trick to trick little girls?

Yu Heng seemed to see the suspicion in his eyes, and explained with a smile: "It's not difficult. My sister used to pester me to weave things for her when she was young, and there are also flower ropes. If you want..."

"I don't want to," He Yanzhi said seriously, "I'm not a 13-year-old girl."

"Okay," Yu Heng compromised, and swallowed the sentence "You are not 13 years old but three years old." He coughed lightly, "Next year... how about I give you one?"