Entertainment life from early spring

"Hey, then I still have to think about how to explain to Professor Li." He pinched the center of the screen with his thumb and index finger and turned the phone around. Lin Yuliang lowered his head in frustration and slapped his forehead in frustration: "Why?

If something like this happens, I might have to be punished now."

"It's inevitable to lead a team for the first time. You kids just don't have enough experience. You don't have many years to teach others." The middle-aged man slapped his hand hard on his chest, and a wave of waves spread from the place where it was slapped.

It opened up and gradually spread all over the body. It was like a huge boulder dropped on the surface of a calm lake, and even the fat on my cheeks was trembling: "Look at how many years it took me to get to this position. When I was working at a lower level

I have always worked diligently and never made any big mistakes..."

Lin Yuliang raised his wrist so much that it was sore. The middle-aged man showed no sign of finishing his sentence. He pressed the switch on the phone again and put it back in his pocket. He reached out to interrupt him from bragging about his various experiences since joining the company.

He pulled up one of the earphones and put it over his ears. After listening for a few seconds, he showed an apologetic expression to the middle-aged man: "Although I want to continue listening, the people backstage asked me to go over and deal with something. You are such an excellent person.

You must be very busy at work, so I won’t disturb you more."

He stretched out his right hand in front of the other person and stared at the middle-aged man's face: "Thank you for teaching me this. I wish you a happy future work."

The man didn't care to hold Lin Yuliang's outstretched hand, and shook it up and down a few times. The cuff of his right arm slipped to his elbow, and a small and narrow line-like scratch on the outside of his forearm entered Lin Yuliang's field of vision.

The last piece of the puzzle.

Lin Yuliang saluted and smiled at the staff who had been watching. When he left, his steps seemed much lighter.

After Lin Yuliang left, his speech about his great achievements was suddenly interrupted. His unhappy expression flashed away, and a clear tut came out from between the teeth of the middle-aged man. Then a proud smile suddenly appeared on his face. He hummed a song of celebration,

Stepping on the beat of the music, I returned to my office with what I thought was a beautiful singing voice.

Holding the armrests on both sides with both hands, he pushed his fat body into the chair. As the chair groaned in agony, he raised his feet high and put them on the table. His toes were still trembling to the beat.

It shows that the owner is satisfied. The back of the chair is covered by the weight of the body.

Pressed to the limit, the spring trembled like a full bow, and the metal squeaked harshly into the person's eardrum and pierced the brain sharply. He took a good posture and glanced at the staff outside the office and shouted: "Little

Liu~~! Go buy me a cup of Italian latte and come back."

A young male employee quickly ran to the door, opened the door and stood respectfully at the door. The suit he was wearing seemed a bit bulky, the style was older, and the trousers had obvious hem marks: "Okay, Manager Li,

But look at the payment method..."

"Oh, you go ahead and buy it. I'll give it to you when I get back. I'm busy with some things right now." He put his hands on the keyboard and pressed it twice randomly, making a clicking sound. He saw Xiao Liu still standing at the door and staring.

She glanced at him: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and buy it? Didn't I promise to give it to you when I get back?"

"But you haven't done it a few times before..." His tone was a little timid, and he wanted to hide his head in the wide collar: "Can you give me the previous one first?"

"Ah? Really?" Manager Li didn't even bother to raise his head, staring at the computer screen and waving his hands impatiently: "I will tie the knot for you when I come back this time, go ahead and hurry up."

"yes...."

...

In the monitoring room of the building, Wu Xinyuan and Fengying each guarded a monitor and played the video footage from each camera within half an hour after the clothes were torn.

Wu Xinyuan yawned and rubbed her sore eyes after staring at the computer screen for too long: "Fengying, is there anything worth paying attention to?"

"Well, I'm still watching...nothing at the moment." Fengying held the mouse and kept adjusting the playback progress bar. She covered her mouth as if she was infected, and squeezed out a few tears to moisten the corners of her eyes.

His eyes were dry and bloodshot: "Where are you?"

"Similarly, there's nothing worth submitting. There's not even a single figure on the backstage road. How come the two of us got in so we could see it very clearly."

The computer in front of Wu Xinyuan showed two figures holding hands, observing the surroundings one after another and walking to the security door. After waiting for a few seconds and seeing no one around, she secretly opened the door and sneaked into the background: "Ah ah ah, I

Why on earth did you do this at that time? It was really stupid.”

His forehead hit the table with a thumping sound, and he suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention in the quiet monitoring room. He raised his hands in front of him and rubbed each other's hands in embarrassment. He changed to the sitting posture during training and continued to appreciate in front of the computer.

Monitoring the screen, synchronously comparing his own movements on the computer, his mind can automatically match his angry expression in the screen, and the shame is beyond words.

After pressing pause to sort out her shameful mood, Wu Xinyuan looked at the screen that Fengying was playing next door with some exploration: "What are you watching?"

"Backstage in the fitting room after the first rehearsal." Fengying stared at the screen without blinking: "Because there is no useful information in the short time, so I will look farther away.

.”

"It doesn't feel like anything... Judging from the way each of them is wearing a suit and leather shoes, they must be the staff of the planning team... After all, they have to attend a dinner party later, so they are all neatly dressed." He raised the chair to avoid making any noise.

, moved step by step to Fengying's side and stared at the screen with her.

On the screen, a fat man with some bald spots casually took the plan book that the planning team placed on the table like a dictionary, opened a page at random, and began to read page by page. When the planning team gathered next to the clothes rack to discuss things

When the staff noticed what he was doing, they immediately came over to stop him and handed a manual that was much thinner, only about two fingers thick, into his hand.

After the two argued for a while, the man knocked off a protective cover on the clothes hanger to prevent scratches, slammed the newly obtained manual on the table, then pushed the door and left. However, after a few seconds, the middle-aged man suddenly returned and took the

He picked up the manual on the table and slammed the door again and walked out.

Wu Xinyuan shook her left leg, pressed the pause button on the keyboard, and glanced at her companion: "It feels like there is nothing to see..."

"Then go back and look at other posts. 'Although your efforts may not necessarily lead to success, the process is enough to comfort yourself.' I saw this from an anonymous section of a forum. It feels very good to hear other people comfort me like this.

Let’s bring it up and share it with everyone.” Unpause, press the fast forward button, and push away Wu Xinyuan’s head, “Go watch the backdoor video again on your computer... That’s all we can do.”

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