Entertainment life from early spring

The rustling sound of pen and paper was heard in the room. Lin Yuliang held a pencil in his hand and kept drawing lines on the paper, making the scene he was thinking about appear on the paper.

Jin Minhao sat cross-legged across from Lin Yuliang, pinching the screen with his thumb and index finger, and fiddling with the phone with his middle finger.

Various ideas, practices and possible results were constantly swinging and making decisions in his mind. At the same time, the idea of ​​​​reporting after returning to the company began to become clearer.

He unconsciously put his left hand into his mouth, and looked at Lin Yuliang with a little sigh in his eyes. At the same time, he was inevitably nervous about the decision he was about to make.

He exerted force on his biting muscles, and the edges of his nails were bitten off by the canine teeth, as if he could slowly eat them away along with the anxiety in his heart.

"It seems that these alone are not enough. It turns out that many of the people I contacted were transferred from the agent after they had stable resources. They were promoted in disguise."

Jin Minhao murmured to himself, opened his mouth slightly and moved his fingers to bite the edge again,

"And until now, H.O.T, Shinhwa, and Dongshen should still be the mainstream personnel of the Ministry of Commerce."

"That's an internal matter within your company. It would be too difficult for me to clearly identify their past identities."

Lin Yuliang, who was staring intently at the drawing board, suddenly frowned, and the rustling sound that filled the room suddenly stopped. He held the penholder with his right hand and turned his wrist horizontally, and carefully touched the tip of the pen with his left index finger a few times, feeling the sensation from his fingertips.

As he continued to speak, he lowered his head and looked for a pencil beside him that could be used without sharpening.

"But according to what you said, if Chief Cheng can take advantage of this opportunity, he can put a few more of his own people in it. Even if he fails to add his own people, he can still understand what is going on.

Who would start raking in the water while they are still growing up?"

Picking up a few scattered on the floor, Lin Yuliang glanced at their worn-out tips one by one. Lin Yuliang raised his eyelids and glanced at Jin Minhao, who fell silent again opposite him, like an old monk in meditation, and turned his head to see if he had any more.

Xiaoban didn't draw the first storyboard, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He picked up the pencil sharpener next to his knee, picked out a barely usable pencil, quickly cut out the inner core and sharpened it. The rest turned around and delivered them to Jin Minhao.

After pushing Jin Minhao's knees a few times and seeing him looking up at her, Lin Yuliang pointed to the pile of pencils and wallpaper on the ground, gave Jin Minhao a thumbs up with a bright smile, and then continued to lower his head and start drawing.

great cause.

When Jin Minhao saw Lin Yuliang's sudden smile, he didn't react at first, and responded to Lin Yuliang's gesture with a blank thumbs up.

When he lowered his head and saw the pencil and penknife lying quietly in front of him, he suddenly woke up. He looked at Lin Yuliang with a sneer on his face, took out one from the middle and turned it back and forth on his fingertips, "Yeah, yeah, I'm going again

You're not a little girl, and you're not a handsome and miserable character. Can just smiling at me work? There must be some actual benefits, right?"

"Um...for example, Han Geng has contact with other companies..."

Jin Minhao waved his hand after hearing this, "Hey...? It's not appropriate to talk to me after talking to Shanxi, isn't it?"

As for Jin Minhao's blackmail, Lin Yuliang also acted casually. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and his tone of voice seemed absent-minded, "Then you can do it. Anyway, there are only a few programs that I can talk about now.

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He poked his head out from behind the drawing board, with an expression on his face that said: "You earned it?" "How about I ask Chengjiu to arrange one more pre-recording opportunity for the children next time?"

"..."

Jin Minhao stared at him for a long time, looking him up and down, as if wondering how he could say such shameless words? Then he shook his head in disgust, stopped spinning the pencil in his hand, drew his knife and began to sharpen.

"Then only Senior Sister Cheng's program is left..." Lin Yuliang rubbed the end of his pencil on his temples a few times?

"But Yoona must have been to the show that's currently airing, right? And to be honest, Kim Gu Raxi doesn't quite adapt to the main tone of the show.

Even if he brings his children with him, it will be difficult to create an atmosphere of persuasion. When we had a dinner party to celebrate Ji Eun Noona's TV series ratings exceeding 30%, Senior Sister Cheng had plans to add MCs. I don't know if they have discussed it now."

"Dinner party?!" Jin Minhao stopped the knife in his hand and waved it at him a few times, "Why didn't you call me?!"

"You have to ask the person behind you."

Lin Yuliang pursed his lips towards the door of the room. When Jin Minhao turned around, he took the two sharpened pens in front of him to his side. The rustling in the room sounded again.

"I said you are really not afraid of being sent to drive by Do Yeon Unnie?" Gu Shanxi, who had been standing at the door for a while, walked into the room, turned around and closed the door, crossed his hands on his chest and leaned against the door.

The toes in slippers tapped the floor, "It's time for the children to be divided soon..."

He suddenly paused here, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Lin Yuliang with his ears raised behind the drawing board.

"...You're used to it, go ahead and don't pay attention to me."

Lin Yuliang shrugged his shoulders and waved his left hand politely outward. Under Gu Shanxi's gleaming gaze, he moved his body back little by little.

It wasn't until his back was pressed against the wall that Gu Shanxi looked away. He put his left hand on his hips and pointed with his right fingers, talking in a low voice with Jin Minhao, and glanced at Lin Yuliang.

After his plan to block his ears with his hands to enhance the sound reception failed, Lin Yuliang curled his lips, glanced at the console in front of him, turned his head and continued to draw on the drawing board. After a few seconds, his drawing movements suddenly stopped.

Putting the pencil aside, he bent down and grabbed the gimbal controller belonging to the living room in front of him, and tapped it with his fingers a few times.

The camera's picture gradually deflected under his adjustment, clearly showing most of the area on the right side of the living room. Although the sound in the living room could not be heard, the way Lee Soon Kyu and Kim Hyo Yeon pointed at their left sides and pushed back and forth on the picture still made people feel uncomfortable.

He frowned.

"What are you doing..." Lin Yuliang muttered in a low voice, put the drawing board in his hand on the bed, stood up suddenly and walked towards the door of the room.

Gu Shanxi, who was facing the room, naturally noticed his actions immediately, stopped talking to Jin Minhao, and shouted in a low voice in disbelief, "Ah?! How can you call this eavesdropping? Basic etiquette is still required."

..."

Lin Yuliang stepped aside to let go of Gu Shanxi who was walking towards him, opened the door suddenly and walked out. The cold wind swept across the faces of the two people, causing them to suddenly wake up from their shock. They looked at each other and hurriedly followed out.