MTL - After I Was Reborn, I Devoted Myself To My Career-Chapter 91 painting snow

In a duplex apartment in S City

A boy in his early twenties was half lying on the sofa taking a leisurely nap, when he heard a "bang" from the door, the boy opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.

"What's wrong? Sister Guo, who messed with you?" The boy sat up and handed her an apple.

There was still anger on the woman's face, she sat on the sofa fiercely, and said angrily: "It's not the company you want to sign—"

"What's the matter?" The boy suddenly recovered.

"Why did you only get a Type B contract? Can't you wait for me to come back and then go with me? At least I can check for you." The woman snorted coldly

Xu Le smiled and comforted her: "Miss Guo calm down, I'm not well-known at first, and I offended "Hengyi". At least this company is willing to sign me, and the B-type contract is only second to the A-type contract. It's been pretty good."

When she said that, Xu Le still sneered in her heart. What this woman loves most is pimping and accepting bad dramas. The three years he signed with Hengyi is really not a life for a human being. It's all because of her that offended people were hidden by snow, and now she still has the face to ask him, why didn't he wait for her to come back?

Wouldn't they all be **** by her? He is not stupid.

The woman didn't know what was going on in his heart, so she made a distressed look: "I went to "Yaoji" today and wanted to find you a class A contract, but the general manager is too crazy, I think you should think more about it." consider-"

"What! Did you go to "Yaoji"?" Xu Le suddenly stood up, no longer as relaxed as before.

The woman was taken aback by his actions, she gathered herself together, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so surprised? If you ask me, Boss Wang's new company just happened to be established and there is still a shortage of people, and Boss Wang also wants to Let's get acquainted with you, you will be treated like the first brother of the company after you pass. If it doesn't work, we can follow Director Pang's footsteps, she also mentioned you to me—"

The veins on Xu Le's forehead had exploded, his eyes were red, and he was angry for the first time: "Shut up!"

"Fuck you, Guo Feng, you won't be happy if you don't kill me, will you?! How much hatred do I have with you??" Xu Le was so rude, he turned and went back to the bedroom, the door slammed shut tight.

"What's your attitude? I'm not doing it for your own good? Every time I asked you to drink with the boss before, you just shook your face. I'm not angry yet. Why are you angry? What do you think you are—" Guo Feng put one hand on his hip , Pointing at the door and cursing the shrew.

"Without the support of the bosses, you wouldn't even have a bright future! Do you really think you are a nobleman? Let me tell you, if you want to make money in the entertainment industry, you have to kneel. You are so noble, you can only spend your whole life on the streets!" Guo Feng was so angry that she blurted out a series of national curses, but there was no movement in the room.

She still felt that she was not enjoying the scolding, so she was about to speak again, when the door in front of her was opened, and the tall boy glanced at her, and said calmly, "Finished scolding? Guo Feng, the contract I signed with you just arrived. It's time, where did you come from, don't you have several artists under your command? Let's train them well."

When he doesn't know? When he first entered the circle and was ignorant, he drank a lot of wine with people under Guo Feng's arrangement, but he only saw one-tenth of those resources, and he didn't get the rest at all. Guo Feng used his resources to support artists she thought had potential, and was so confident when facing him that she even wanted to pull out his life-saving straw.

He absolutely won't allow it.

Xu Le walked straight to the door without looking back.

He glanced at the document bag in his hand, clenched it tightly, and started to run.

Even if he is downgraded to a C-type contract, he still has to get the understanding of "Yaoji" and become an artist under the other party's banner.

The situation of this company is that with the only poor contacts he has found, it is a relatively clean one. Moreover, he once accompanied a rich young man, who drank too much and said that he slipped his tongue. The rich few had a number of companies that he couldn't afford to provoke in the market, and he wrote them down carefully, and one of the companies had this entertainment company under the legal person name. .

After finally getting on the bus, Xu Le put the contract away carefully.

This contract is the last proof that he will fight for himself. He doesn't want to let others live in a daze.

He wants to stand cleanly under the spotlight, and he wants to make money standing up.

The window of the bus reflected the boy's confused expression, and drove him into the distance in a state of anxiety.

Many years later, Xu Le thanked himself more than once for the decision he made at this time, which made him climb out of the endless abyss.

This is of course a matter of course.

———

Perhaps in learning, time will speed up. Another time when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qi Zhaohan was holding a pen and immersed in the sea of ​​questions, when someone in the classroom cheered: "It's snowing!"

The classroom was boiling, and most of the people ran out with a whoosh, and the classroom suddenly became empty. This is what Qi Zhaohan saw when he looked up.

Is it already winter? In my memory, it just rained yesterday, and Qi Zhaohan, who was dazed when doing the questions, was rarely in a daze.

"Xiao Han, here you are. I just made this little snowman. Does it look good?" Tao Shuran ran in with a chill in his body, and held the little snowman in front of his eyes like offering a treasure.

"Looks good, but put it in my pen holder first, your hands are turning red from the cold." The first thing Qi Zhaohan saw was his red palm.

Tao Shuran put down the little snowman obediently, and said happily, "If you like it, I'll get you some more."

"Don't—" Before Qi Zhaohan could say anything, Tao Shuran had already run out.

Wei Lifeng, who followed closely behind, was left alone. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the little snowman on the table jealously: "Zhaohan, do you like this? If you don't like it, you can give it to me. I'll throw it away for you." It." He began to reach out his hand while talking.

Qi Zhaohan held down his outstretched hand, not letting him take it away: "I like it very much, Li Feng, if you think it looks good, you can ask Ran Ran for it."

Seeing the boy's hesitant expression, Qi Zhaohan bent his lips, "Don't you dare?"

"How could you not dare? I just think that what he made is too ugly. Let me make one for him." Wei Lifeng remained stubborn, but he didn't stay any longer and ran out of the classroom door.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhao Han seemed to have seen through everything, and the meaningful gaze lingered on him, giving him the illusion that he had been seen through his heart.

Thinking of this, Wei Lifeng shook his head, feeling a little funny, it must be an illusion.

It's just a pity, but he will never be the first one to give it away, which really makes him jealous of Zhaohan's treatment.

When will he occupy the first place in Ranran's heart?

Watching Wei Lifeng go out, Qi Zhaohan shook his head and chuckled. Wei Lifeng obviously hadn't experienced any setbacks yet, and he was holding on with a look of indifference. If he didn't correct himself, it might take longer to catch up. Of course.

Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, Qi Zhaohan also got a little interested, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

But he saw someone sent him two multimedia messages.

MMS is still a rare function at this time, except for a few mobile phones that have this function, others do not support it at all.

After clicking on it, it was discovered that it was sent by Gu Ze.

At this time, the camera function on the mobile phone was not high-resolution, and the two photos were very blurry. Qi Zhaohan took a closer look, only to see that it was "Happy Eighteenth Birthday to Xiaohan", with a huge smiling face drawn beside it.

Qi Zhaohan sneered, and replied perfunctorily: "Thank you."

His upbringing made him never act to ignore others no matter who he faced, except for those who had already formed a relationship. Even if it was Gu Ze, he would simply reply.

This has nothing to do with likes and dislikes, it's just a courtesy.

It's just that this scene is very familiar - because he has done it to Gu Ze before.

At that time, Gu Ze went abroad, and he hadn't fully revealed his feelings. Gu Ze still regarded him as a friend. He suppressed his longing, and in the name of a friend, he wrote something similar to this on the snowy night at the beginning of that year. Birthday wishes, took a photo and sent it to Gu Ze.

I only got one sentence [Thank you Zhaohan, I wish you a happy birthday too. 】

That night, he was shivering from the cold outside, and he ruined a large expanse of snow before he could write a satisfactory sentence.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhaohan clicked his tongue lightly and shook his head with emotion, it really was the young Mu Ai, let him see it now, it is really immature.

And it's also boring.

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I still owe everyone an update, and I will post it in a while [Really! 】

Lao Gu: I want to make up for Xiaohan little by little, use the methods he used to chase him back, and heal Xiaohan's psychological trauma little by little.

The author made a fool of himself: Then do you remember that Xiao Han failed to chase you after so many means?

It's useless for you to be an afterthought.