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Xin Zimai turned to drive the RV: "You live in the last row of the company dormitory?"

An Xumo nodded blankly: "Yes."

Xin Zimai asked, "Have you ever seen the opposite building?"

An Xumo thought for a moment: "That high-rise villa?"

He lived in an eight-person room, the worst condition, so he was arranged in the corner, a long way from the building in front. But there is more than one community around it. Across the fence and driveway, there is another residential area opposite.

Xin Zimai coughed gently: "How do you know it is the villa opposite?"

An Xumo said, "You can see the opposite side from a corridor window, where the roof is an open-air garden."

Xin Zimai nodded: "Yes, do you know that your roof is also an open-air garden?"

An Xumo was surprised: "... hmm?"

The RV exited from the side door because it was registered in advance and the vehicle left without being blocked. Xin Zimai explained as he drove: "Your building is the farthest one from the front gate of the staff campus. But if you pass from the main road in the middle of the accommodation area, it is the best location. There are a total of 20-30 This building, the top floor is a high-rise villa, which is a benefit reserved specifically for high-rises and artists in this ceremony. "

The artist he said is naturally not an ordinary signing star. Today's code even has three or four superstars who can be named "one brother" and "one sister" in the circle. Even on seniority, many people can be discharged.

Xin Zimai said: "However, many seniors prefer private space. Because of work needs, Mr. Zhou will buy the property. He lives there recently. If you want to go, you can ask him first. . "

The impact of this proposal is a bit strong, as if winning a buffet ticket for thirty days. An Xumo didn't respond for a moment, and he asked in a stupid way: "But ... it seems that we can't continue to go up on our level?"

Xin Zimai laughed: "The entrance of the high-rise villa and the unit below are not together. You need to verify your identity before entering the passage. So you have to ask Mr. Zhou before he can take you there."

An Xumo did not dare to pick up these buffet coupons. He was afraid that the boss would hate after eating: "Thank you, but I may cause trouble for Mr. Zhou ... I will have a chance to talk later."

Xin Zimai didn't stop because of his politeness: "To trouble, tonight it really caused you a lot of trouble."

He looked at An Xumo from the rearview mirror: "Did you also sign Jin Dian, who are you following now?"

An Xumo reported Tang Tang's name, Xin Zimai nodded and didn't say more: "If you are tired, just rest for a while. You can put the back of the chair down and press the button on the side. There are more than two from this ceremony In hours, I call you. "

An Xumo whispered, and put the folded clothes on the back seat. Although he knew it wasn't polite to fall asleep alone, the high-intensity exercises of the past few days and a series of shocks today made him physically and mentally exhausted. After the back of the chair was down, Xin Zimai turned on the car stereo. The track was selected from a single previously released by Zhou Jinshen. The familiar low-sounding male voice has a reassuring charm. The tired An Xumo finally couldn't hold it, and fell asleep to sleep.

There is ample space in the carriage and the temperature is suitable. Because of the performance of the RV, there are no major bumps along the way. An Xumo slept soundly, until he heard some faint sounds in his ear, and then he gradually recovered his consciousness.

The surrounding area was gray, and the lights inside the car were turned into a dimly lit night mode. An Xumo opened his eyes stupidly, but an unexpected outline appeared in front of him.

An Xumo froze for a while, he opened his eyes clearly, but felt that he was still dreaming.

The figure quickly moved away, the light inside the car was brightened, An Xumo was stunned by the light, and closed his eyes subconsciously. There was a sound of the door opening, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes and sat up, and saw Xin Zimai's probe come in to see him: "Wake up?"

It should have been a while ago, An Xumo thought, and nodded with Xin Zimai.

Xin Zimai said: "We are here, come down."

An Xumo got off the car according to his words. Although it is summer, the night breeze is still very cool. The temperature outside the car was a bit low, and he couldn't help but stumble for a while wearing short sleeves, and his original consciousness was completely clear.

He was wearing Zhou Jinshen's clothes. The two had a difference in body shape. The clothes that were originally made to fit on An Xumo seemed a little too loose. The range was not small when getting off the car, and the loose trousers hanging on the waist were a bit inconvenient. An Xumo was worried that he stepped on his clothes, and he was unavoidably careful in his actions.

As soon as he stepped on the ground and had no time to worry about his brother's pants, he heard someone nearby ask, "Are you injured?"

An Xu moistened his head, Zhou Jinshen stood one meter away from the car door, and frowned at him.

"Ah?" Xin Zimai, who was closing the door, looked up. "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

An Xumo got his voice back then, he shook his head quickly: "No, nothing, I'm not injured."

Xin Zimai listened to this series of three denials, and he did not laugh out loud.

He coughed and looked at Zhou Jinshen, but saw that Zhou Jinshen's expression did not stretch much. The man glanced at An Xumo's leg, and then asked him, "Did I step on you when I hit?"

An Xumo reacted for a while before realizing that the other party was asking about the accident at the birthday party. He was busy: "I didn't step on it, I'm really fine."

He wanted to explain the reason, but in the end was a bit shy to talk about. In the presence of two people, An Xumo's voice could not help lowering: "Because of the pants, the waist is a bit fat, I'm afraid it will slip down ..."

Xin Zimai didn't hold back this time, and laughed while holding the door. An Xumo looked at it blankly, Xin Zimai busily waved at him: "Sorry."

But when he apologized, the laughter didn't stop.

Zhou Jin gave him a deep glance, and reached for a paper bag from the roof next to him. The paper bag was handed to her arms, and An Xumo reached out to catch it, only to find that it contained the clothes that the two bought together this afternoon.

Xin Zimai behind him also smiled: "Be careful, do you want to increase your fitness plan tomorrow?"

This man was abandoned by his brother who was too thick.

Zhou Jin glanced at him lightly: "Yes, the extra time expenses are deducted from your salary."

Xin Zimai's smile froze suddenly.

Zhou Jin sank and ignored him, and pointed at An Xu Mo: "Turn right and go forward, two hundred meters later will be the main gate of the community. You go back first, and I will notify you if something happens."

An Xumo responded quickly, and said goodbye to the two seriously. He was wearing some oversized clothes, the loose neckline exposed the smooth shoulders and collarbone, and the white and fair skin was stained by moonlight and light, which made it impossible to move his eyes.

He didn't even remember Xin Zimai's proposal to let him go to the penthouse together, he obediently wrapped the paper bag and turned away.

An Xu Mo usually feels hungry, but he has a small appetite for Zhou Jinshen. Just looking at a real person can fill his heart and stomach.

***

Two days later, in the background of Greentown Satellite TV, Han Ming, who had just finished recording a program, was about to leave, but met a man in the elevator that surprised him.

"Brother Mai!" Han Ming smiled and greeted him, and glanced at the door. "Coincidentally, is Brother Shen here with you?"

Xin Zimai smiled: "I came alone."

Han Ming did not show any disappointment: "My brother is here for the recording of the next" Sunday "?"

Xin Zimai nodded: "The guests in the next issue are Jin Shen."

Han Ming's eyes brightened, although it was not until Zhou Jinshen would come to participate in the recording of "Sunny Weekend", when the news was confirmed, his joy was not cut in half: "Then we can record together in the next issue, I have been looking forward to Cooperation with Jin Shen. "

Xin Zimai greeted him politely again, and when the elevator arrived, he took the lead. Han Ming, who was called by his agent, was still immersed in joy, not even hearing what the other party said.

It wasn't until the agent repeated one side that Han Ming responded: "What, a temporary guest?"

The agent nodded: "Yes, besides Zhou Jinshen, there will be another guest coming over."

Han Ming frowned: "Who is it?"

"The director only said that he wanted to add someone, but he hadn't determined the specific situation." The agent said, "It is estimated that he is similar to the identity of the first season airborne, and is also the person who the sponsor arranged."

Han Ming was a little puzzled: "Which sponsor is so big ... can you put people in the same period as Jin Shen?"

The agent was not so sure. He comforted Han Ming and said, "The identity of the temporary guest has not been confirmed. Anyway, you are resident, and you will perform well at that time. The people you joined temporarily will be unfamiliar with you, and the results will be positive. It will be discounted. "

"Also, doesn't it mean that Zhou Jinshen doesn't like being restrained? I'm afraid he won't cooperate with this airborne." The agent said, "The focus of the next issue must be on Zhou Jinshen. You can communicate with him as much as possible. The temporary guest may not have his camera in the end. "

Tang Tang said: "Originally we envisioned that you would be questioned by your professional ability and performance during the show. Because the popularity is very fast, it will have a partial impact on the artists who have the same positioning in a short time. I'll be writing on "Wu Lin" that makes you famous, looking for your black spots. "

"As a result, now some people have released the breaking news during this trainee period. You did not debut before, and no one paid attention to you. After you became famous, the previous things have been dealt with by us in advance. It is impossible to dig in a short time. "

The black material also needs a convincing part to spread. Although the rumors are exaggerated, some of the events actually happened, but they were just transferred and replaced with concepts. Being able to release such rumors in a short time, it is clear that the messenger had already begun preparations long ago.

"But you made your debut in Wulin ... why would anyone want to count you before?" Tang Tang was puzzled.

An Xumo pursed his lower lip: "If you can, can you pay attention to the movement inside Jindian?"

"Jindian?" Tang Tang opened his eyes in surprise.

An Xumo didn't say clearly, he only said: "They understand the trainees 'events and trainees' dynamics, is it the most clear inside the company?"

"..." Tang Tang frowned. "Okay, I'll pay attention."

After the final of "Dancing Forest Show", An Xumo was quickly invited by three or four variety shows of the same kind, more than a dozen advertising endorsements and countless interview invitations. If it wasn't for his signing of Jindian, even the team came to take the initiative to pack him.

However, it was also because of the signing of Jindian that An Xumo had to hand over the numerous commercial activities to the professional team for selection. But within a few days, he received an opportunity that was more precious than all business activities combined-

Zhang Zhiwei called and asked if he would go to a supporting movie audition for a new movie.

This film is a new film by a great director, just in the casting stage. Zhang Zhiwei and Dadao had recommended An Xumo to the other party. This is a real big screen. If it does, the performance will never be worse than recording a "Sunday".

"Can I?" An Xumo was a little uncertain. "I haven't learned to perform yet ..."

"It's okay, this character is a young dancer in itself. The dance skills and appearance are more important." Zhang Zhiwei's voice came from the phone leisurely. "The specific time has not yet been set, and someone will notify you when you do it. This preparation is done. "

Until the call was hung up, An Xumo still didn't respond. Tang Tang on the side was much more direct than him. She threw the papers in her hands and fell in the swivel chair for three major circles.

"Am I dreaming!"

An Xumo smiled helplessly at her, and after a while, Tang Tang finally calmed down. She picked up the documents that had been thrown back by herself, and although she still had annoying black materials to deal with, Tang Tang's tone was now very peaceful, and she even looked kindly at the documents.

"Well, this little wind and little wave, what can we count in front of us?"

An Xumo: "..."

Before the character is left alone, he will become a small Mo Rongsheng and a big one.

After the trouble, Tang Tang finally regained his serious look: "It is true that the black army of the navy has something to do with the company, but it is not clear what the specific reason is. It may be a matter of dividing resources. Do n’t worry, we will take care of these things. After “Sunday” is broadcast, you will definitely have better resources. "

The "Sunny Weekend" recorded a few months ago hit a very accurate spot, which will be broadcast when An Xumo needs to consolidate his popularity. When the show comes to fruition, in the short term, An Xumo's limelight will surely be unparalleled.

Only in An Xumo's mind, he felt that the broadcast of "Sunday" would not necessarily bring the expected benefits.

Tang Tang said before that these naval forces who participated in the fight were prepared. Although they have not been dominant, they have always been clean. It doesn't look like they are passively idle, but it looks like they are warming up. They always feel like they are waiting for something big.