Zhou Qishen had a slight concussion a few days ago and could not withstand this knock. At the last moment, the banana in Teacher Zhao's hand tilted and broke. Zhou Qishen was covered with a banana, and Zhao Xi couldn't stand up from the music.

Zhao Wenchun was also stunned. The kind-hearted old man felt guilty again. He was about to apologize—"Ah!!" The female ghost screamed, scaring Teacher Zhao to jump on the spot.

The projector is not turned off, the horror movie is still in progress.

The female ghost was facing the screen with her bloody mouth. Zhao Wenchun moved her butt back, covered her eyes and shouted: "Zhao Xiyin!!"

Zhao Xiyin quickly turned off the projection, nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhao."

Zhou Qishen hung his eyebrows, and said in a faint tone behind her, "You will be arrogant to me."

Zhao Xiyin turned around and glared at him, "I'll bully you."

Zhou Qi closed his eyebrows deeply and drank the clear spring water a little sweet.

Zhao Wenchun said weakly, "You, this is what you want to see?"

Zhao Xiyin nodded aggrievedly, "Although my hobby is a bit unpopular, it is at least a serious movie. Unlike someone, I don't know what I downloaded in my computer."

Zhao Wenchun blinked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Xiyin pointed his finger to the right and poked it slimly and mischievously, "You ask him."

Zhao Wenchun was concerned about his younger generation's body and immediately interrogated him seriously, "What is the thing you downloaded on your computer?"

The sweat on Zhou Qishen's back fell down his waist, leaving no words.

"You, you, sit here for me." Teacher Zhao pulled a chair, and he was like talking at night with candles.

Zhao Xiyin looked like a good girl and exited the room with great reserve. When the door was closed, she blinked at Zhou Qishen proudly, feeling a little bad.

Zhou Qishen hooked the Danfeng's eyes, pressed down and sank down, and the warmth in his eyes could burn people.

In half an hour, I could occasionally hear Teacher Zhao’s teaching in the room, “The kidney is the foundation of the innate body… Before this body, there are two kidneys first… What did I say in the past five sentences? Repeat for me…”

Zhao Xiyin hid outside the door and laughed secretly. She was in a good mood. She reached down and put her palm on the ground. She turned her hand and turned her side hand with a beautiful and neat sideways. In short, Zhou Qishen left with a regular manner, saying "Goodbye Uncle Zhao" at once, almost bowing to him.

Calculating the time, as expected, in less than half a quarter of an hour, Zhou Qishen's message was shocked, "Xiao Niu Zhao, you are very arrogant today."

Zhao Xiyin raised her eyebrows and gave a cool and cool look in her sunglasses.

Zhou: "Don't you ask me about the ending of the night talk with Teacher Zhao with the candle?"

Zhao: "Can the kidney be the innate root of the body? Can it be written dictated?"

The other end didn't respond for a long time, and it was probably choked and almost died.

After a while, Zhao Wenchun called her in the room, "Xi'er, come and help me see why this phone can't download things."

Zhao Xiyin went over and asked, "What are you going to do in the middle of the night?"

Teacher Zhao sat in a rocking chair, wearing reading glasses, stretched his phone far away, and squinted his eyes hard, "He said he sent me a few videos, the kind that looked very good."

Zhao Xiyin almost jumped up and rushed over to grab the phone, "Teacher Zhao, you are a role model, how can you be as impure as him? Don't download it."

She ran back to the living room with fire and pulled out the network cable without stopping.

Zhao Xiyin sent Zhou Qishen a murderous voice, "You haven't watched enough ghost movies, right? Why do you poison my dad? Just hold your computer hard drive and live a drunken life alone."

Zhou Qishen said nothing and replied to a screenshot of the video - "A Collection of Classic Chinese Reference Books Online Explanation".

Zhao Xiyin was stunned.

Being fooled.

It's really thicker than Zhou Qishen. He is the best at counterattack, and his tricks are both shameless and vulgar. After a while, he sent a message:

"In every drunken dream in the past two years, the heroine is you."

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Zhao Xiyin returned to the group the next day to hold a meeting. She thought it was just a daily meeting, but when she arrived, she found out that the participants had changed their blood. They were no longer grassroots staff, deputy producer, deputy director, and head of publicity. Zhang Yijie sat in the main seat, nodding to her with a smile and gentle eyes.

Zhang Yijie stood up and stretched out his hand very friendly, "Xiao Zhao, welcome to join."

Zhao Xiyin was still confused and said to do whatever she said.

As an important participant in the "Jiu Si" project, he signed various confidentiality agreements, salary contracts, authorization letters of attorney, and everything was done according to the process. Zhang Yijie whispered to her, "Mr. Meng has instructed me to check it myself, don't worry, there are no legal loopholes."

There are probably only a few people who can get the first person in the industry to say this.

Zhao Xiyin was both grateful and vaguely nervous, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that her dancing career has been a different story since then.

After the meeting, Zhang Yijie specially left her and said gently and politely: "Do you feel okay?"

Zhao Xiyin told the truth, "I came here just to dance. Now I am a little confused, but my original intention remains unchanged."

After spending a long time in the circle, he has never seen any masks. Zhang Yijie has seen such an honest and honest girl. He smiled and reminded: "As long as you are willing, you will leave a lot of opportunities for you, whether to sign a company, whether you want to attend an event, or whether you want to go to the screen, Xiao Zhao, it's your thing."

Zhao Xiyin calmed down her mind, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes to the tip of her shoes. She put her hands behind her back, and the tip of her shoes gently polished the marble floor. Then she asked softly: "Brother Jie, please forgive me for taking the liberty. This kind of regulations should not be just a kind help."

Zhang Yijie refused to deny it and answered frankly: "Men Meng has the heart and is dedicated. No matter whether you enter this circle or not, I will take good care of you."

With the heater around, the difference between the cold winter outside the window, Zhao Xiyin was distracted for a moment, and the misty wandered in these eyes. After a while, he said, "I just want to dance."

Zhang Yijie is tempered into steel for a hundred times, no matter what the scene is, he will always be stable. He nodded, still kind, and said with a smile: "I understand your feelings."

Zhao Xiyin pulled the corner of her mouth, feeling relieved.

When he left, Zhang Yijie remembered something again, "By the way, don't forget to go to Su Ying's place to say hello. You will have a lot of cooperation and communication with her in the future, communicate early and have relationships everywhere."

Zhao Xiyin smiled brightly, "Okay! Thank you Brother Jie."

It sounded like a warm reminder, but it was actually a tactful order to ask her to see Su Ying, which was a matter of duty. Zhao Xiyin could hear it profoundly. Su Ying was a young dance performer, and was at the thirty. She was famous in the circle for more than ten years and had a stable position.

Dai Yunxin is an old-fashioned pioneer, and Su Ying is the baton.

But the difference is that after she was 35 years old, she rarely went to the screen. She set up a cultural company herself and undertakes many business cooperation. She is the choreographer of several large-scale film and television dramas. Su Ying has a studio and also built a performing arts center in the north of the city. There is a weekly performance called "Niyun Runs to the Moon". From choreography to scene design, she personally did it. Once the ticket was released, it was basically sold out in ten seconds, which was very popular.

He is a talented woman and an artist with a strong temper.

When Zhao Xiyin took the bus to the performing arts center, the actors were rehearsing, with their colorful clothes and feathered clothes, and their fairy postures were ethereal. Whether it was moving or choreography, they pinched the seconds. When the water sleeves were swung, the height was exactly the same.

Zhao Xiyin watched seriously. After halftime, she had to admire Su Ying's attainments and aesthetics. On the rehearsal, there was a little girl practicing on the right, and she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She split her waist down and her movements were very smooth. Then when she jumped up, she suddenly let out a whisper, and her waist sank, making her facial features wrinkled.

"Don't move around, just hold this position." Zhao Xiyin straightened her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't use force, just follow my strength."

He held his ankle three inches, then twisted it three times clockwise, and Zhao Xiyin closed his hand and the girl's legs were suddenly pushed straight.

"Are you better? Touch and watch gently."

The little girl twisted and held her hand slowly stood up, looking happy, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

She looked at Zhao Xiyin, "Are you new here too?"

Zhao Xiyin smiled and nodded, "That's all."

The little girl looked straight ahead and suddenly became serious, "Teacher Su!"

Zhao Xiyin turned around and saw Su Ying standing coldly behind her in a plain white dress. She hurriedly got up and carried a basket of imperial concubine mangoes she bought when she came. "Sister Ying, come here to visit you today, and hope to learn more from you in the future."

When Zhao Xiyin said this, her eyes were straight at her, her eyes were clear and she could not see any obstruction. Su Ying had seen so many people who came here, and no one was not attentive and thoughtful, and she was so straightforward that she was stunned after she finished speaking.

Su Ying's expression was faint, and she could not tell at all.

Zhao Xiyin held the mango and handed it to her, "I don't know what you like to eat. Today's mango is very fresh, I'll..."

Su Ying frowned and took a small step back, her tone was very impatient, "Take it away."

Zhao Xiyin was stunned for a moment, and Su Ying had already turned around and left by herself.

How embarrassing, Zhao Xiyin bulged her cheeks and was helpless. She left the performing arts hall and circled around the building as a visit, and it was not worth the trip.

Zhao Xiyin climbed the stairs one by one, and finally sat on the high ground, opening the box of expensive mangoes to eat.

I have heard of Su Ying, who is beautiful and skilled, but has a bad temper. She is alone in the industry, and it is rare to see her Weibo and any celebrity director. It is not a good way to get along with her, but she has many fans. She has commented on Weibo with thousands of reviews, and the status of the No. 1 girl in the dance industry is definitely good.

Zhao Xiyin had a mango in one hand, and she ate it all over the mouth and was sticky. She was a little worried, so how could she not care? She only had more and less time to contact Su Ying in the future, and it seemed that she had no comfort in life.

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Fantian Entertainment Headquarters later.

Meng Weixi held a meeting with the senior management, mainly listening to the recent promotional and promotional arrangements for the film and television projects. The meeting was over and the meal was over. Meng Weixi arranged a banquet and personally accompanied him. At 8 o'clock, he condemned the secretary and returned to the office alone.

Zhang Yijie stood up from the sofa and smelled the smell of alcohol on him, "Did you drink?"

Meng Weixi walked to the fish tank and took out a bag of fish food but it was not enough to sprinkle it in. He was very light, wearing a black shirt, like an empty night. He said, "I drank a little."

Zhang Yijie said: "Be careful of your health. Your mother called me yesterday and asked me to look at you more."

Meng Weixi focused on fish food and did not speak.

Zhang Yijie understood that his relationship with his family has always been not very good, especially with his mother. He doesn't have to guess what he is.

Once upon a time, the sea was invincible, but Wushan was not cloudy.

My infatuation was in vain, but I still missed it.

After reporting some work to him, Zhang Yijie said: "Su Ying will postpone joining the group for a few days."

Meng Weixi turned his head, "The reason."

"I'm allergic, so I drank water at the performing arts center in the afternoon. I didn't get well, so I went directly to the hospital in the evening." Zhang Yijie smiled, "Xiao Zhao went to visit her in the morning and brought a box of mangoes."
To be continued...