bad kid

Chapter 53 "When Was Your First Kiss?"

The director was so busy that he was sweating, and the top of Mediterranean Sea's head was shining brightly under the bright light.

He grabbed Ruan Zhimu's arm, picked him up, and enthusiastically introduced him to Yan Yue: "This is the backbone of our company's business, Ruan Zhimu. He is usually in charge of live broadcast sales, and guests come to the live broadcast room , generally he is responsible for hosting and playing the show.”

"Like the last time Tong Lan came to our live broadcast room, he was in charge of controlling the field, and the live broadcast effect was very good that day."

Ruan Zhimu didn't even notice the director's flattery.

Is this really the usual majestic and unsmiling Director?

He stretched out his hand stiffly: "... hello."

Due to shock and bewilderment, his hands trembled a little, and his thin wrist became paler under the strong light, and it felt like it could be broken with a little force.

Yan Yue stared at his hand for a few seconds before reaching out and shaking him in a neutral way.

The palm is very cool, like spring water deep in the mountains on an autumn night.

After holding it, he quickly retracted it, as if afraid of getting something unclean and dirtying his hands.

Yan Yue turned to look at the director, and said lightly, "Let's get started."

Before the live broadcast starts, a rehearsal is usually carried out to check the program flow and link details, which is to prevent emergencies during the live broadcast.For possible situations, the working group will also make contingency plans.

Ruan Zhimu took him to the clean inner room, bit the bullet, and read through the procedure.

The live broadcast is divided into three parts, opening interaction, guest interview, product trial and promotion.

While reading, Yan Yue kept his left leg on his right leg, staring at the phone casually, Ruan Zhimu didn't know if he listened.

There is a quick question and answer link in the guest interview. For the smoothness of the program, the guests are generally informed of the topic in advance.

Ruan Zhimu: "That's right, our three questions are..."

Yan Yue interrupted him: "Didn't you ask a question on the spot?"

Ruan Zhimu: "That's what I said, but in order to ensure that there will be no problems in the live broadcast..."

Yan Yue: "What will happen?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Uh, for example, some guests will suddenly forget the introduction of the product..."

Yan Yue: "I won't make such a low-level mistake. What about the others."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

In fact, nothing serious happened, because they would match the words well in advance.

Yan Yue showed a vaguely sarcastic expression: "You don't even know what's going on, why should I waste time?"

Familiar formula, familiar taste.

Ruan Zhimu dreamed back to the scene of bickering with Yan Yue in the dilapidated small kitchen, but now things are different, Yan Yue is no longer that clingy male high school student, and he is no longer the one who can fantasize A sunny male college student who got rich overnight.

Between them, they have also changed from intimate to complete strangers.

Ruan Zhimu was still a little nervous at first, but later found that Yan Yue had a completely unfamiliar and indifferent attitude towards him. He knew that he was going to let go of the past, and he didn't want to be mentioned about that experience again, so he changed from nervous to be at a loss. State, the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

My stomach twisted a bit, probably because I drank too much coffee before I came here.

The director winked at Ruan Zhimu.

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to say: "You can answer on the spot, but the nature of the live broadcast is quite special, and there is no way to modify it once you say it, so you should pay attention..."

Seeing Yan Yue's impatient expression, he hurriedly finished the reminder and continued to discuss the process.

The matching process was a bit sluggish, because he was talking all the way, which was basically equivalent to being right for nothing.

There is no time for buffering and preparation. After 10 minutes, the live broadcast will start.

Ruan Zhimu has done many interviews, and knows that many artists will show different looks in front of the camera and behind the camera.Some are taciturn but humorous, some are arrogant but humble and gentle, and some are sarcastic but tolerant and friendly.

Yan Yue looked the same from beginning to end.

What it was like when we were talking about the process in the interior just now is what it looks like in front of the camera now.

Cold, sensible, alienated.

Ruan Zhimu felt that Yan Yue didn't really want to come to the live broadcast. He seemed to have no interest in this matter, but for some reason, he forced himself to come.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't understand why.

He also couldn't understand, Yan Yue was so indifferent and repulsive to him, why he was appointed to host.

Stomach cramps started again.

But during the live broadcast, you can't go to the bathroom, Ruan Zhimu can only clamp his buttocks and hold back.

Due to Yan Yue's alienated and indifferent attitude, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was a bit cold.

The director stood by, sweating profusely.

The company spent a lot of money to hire Yan Da photographers to do promotion, not to see how they chat to death.

During the coupon distribution session, the host and guests can take a short break for 5 minutes.

Ruan Zhimu hurried to the bathroom, but was grabbed by the director when he came back.

The director stuffed a piece of paper into his arms: "Advance the quick question and answer session, the previous question will be invalidated, and follow my piece of paper."

Before Ruan Zhimu had time to say anything, it was time for a break, and the director pushed him back to his seat.

Ruan Zhimu spoke the lines mechanically, while looking down at the paper calmly.

The moment he saw the topic clearly, his eyes suddenly widened.

……

"favorite food?"

"Anything that's not too sweet is fine."

"favourite colour?"

"RAL7036 platinum gray."

"The most satisfying photography work so far?"

""swirl"."

"...The type of girl you like?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this question, Yan Yue frowned.

The staff at the scene were all sweating secretly.

I know that the director is thinking about the popularity of the live broadcast, but this is the first time this photographer has been on a live broadcast, and no one can figure out his personality.

If someone thinks the topic is too frivolous and quits, then something will happen.

Fortunately, the photographer was well-bred, and he frowned slightly, before answering: "Just like photography, love is something that changes with time and place, and there is no standard answer."

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

The last question.

Ruan Zhimu took a deep breath when he saw the content of the topic.

He really didn't want to ask.

I really want to ignore everything and just run away.

But this is his first job after returning to work.

Well done, there is a bonus.

If you screw it up, just pack up and get out, and you will never even think about stepping into S City for the rest of your life.

Why, five years ago, Yan Yue held the power of life and death over his bonus, and it's still the same five years later.

Is this the reincarnation of history?

He really owed him in his previous life.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't open his mouth, but he still tried his best to control his expression, saying:

"You... when and where was your first kiss?"

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at Yan Yue anxiously, wondering how the cold and serious photographer would react.

Ruan Zhimu secretly scolded the director in his heart.

Well, Huang Deliang, you dare to ask any bullshit questions for the sake of the popularity of the live broadcast, right?

Don't be afraid that when the heat comes, you will be gone.

Ruan Zhimu didn't dare to look at Yan Yue at all.

On the screen, he looked normal, looking at Yan Yue intently, but in fact his eyes were wandering, staring at the white wall behind Yan Yue.

Both he and Yan Yue knew the answer to this question.

Five years ago, after Yan Yue's birthday, in front of the bathroom door, Yan Yue pressed him against the wall, that dry and lingering kiss.

Ruan Zhimu's cheeks are hot and his legs are weak when he thinks about that aggressive and longing kiss.

There was silence in the live broadcast room, and Yan Yue remained silent.

Ruan Zhimu became a little uneasy.

This kind of live broadcast, as long as no one speaks for more than five seconds, it is a cold scene.

The screens in the live broadcast room are limited and there are no rich sets. Once the scene is cold, the audience will clearly feel it.

He was a little flustered, thinking about what to say to smooth things over, when Yan Yue suddenly spoke.

", in a simple rental house, with a person who doesn't love me."

-

Except for the quick question and answer at the end, the whole live broadcast went smoothly.

The popularity of the live broadcast broke through a new high, which was 1000 million more popular than Tong Lanlai last time. Director Huang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

After the live broadcast ended, Yan Yue left.

A boy in high-waisted jeans ran over and introduced himself as Yan Yue's assistant named Xu Can.

Xu Can came to tell everyone that everyone had worked hard today. Yan Yue wrapped up a whole floor in Haoyue Restaurant and invited everyone to eat seafood.

The live broadcast room suddenly burst into cheers.

In the past, the guests who came and went would be fine if they didn’t pick and choose and make things difficult for others. A few of them knew how to behave, and they would buy some drinks and fruits to treat them.

Someone as generous as Yan Yue is really rare.

The staff packed their bags and walked out noisily.

Ruan Zhimu walked slowly at the back, looking down at the phone, but pressed his finger on the screen and didn't move for a long time.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Ruoruo asked him worriedly while holding the tote bag, "Your face looks so bad, your lips don't even look bloody."

Ruan Zhimu forced a smile: "I haven't come to the live broadcast for a while, and I'm a little uncomfortable."

"It's normal. Sometimes I rest at home on weekends. When Monday comes, I still feel that I can't get started. It will be fine in two days."

Ruan Zhimu looked forward: "They chartered a car to go there, you should go too, don't miss out."

"Hey, why don't you go. I heard from them that the seafood at Haoyue Restaurant is the freshest and the cooking method is high-end. Most people who have money may not be able to make an appointment."

Ruan Zhimu: "I..."

Xu Can squeezed over and said to Ruan Zhimu: "Mr. Ruan, our boss said that today's seafood tastes very good, you will definitely like it."

Ruoruo is curious: "Hey? Does Yan Yue know Brother Ruan?"

Xu Can said cheerfully: "Our boss said that he is very grateful to Mr. Ruan for his question today, which reminded him of some pleasant past events."

Judging from Xu Can's innocent expression, he wasn't eccentric, and he probably didn't know what was going on between them.

Ruan Zhimu's face turned even paler.

He evaded: "Sorry, I'm not feeling well tonight, I want to go back early."

Xu Can was rather regretful: "Is that so..."

Ruan Zhimu squeezed out of the crowd, lowered his head while walking, opened the taxi app, and prepared to call a taxi.

Unknowingly, he walked to a black McLaren.

The car window suddenly lowered, revealing Yan Yueqing's indifferent side face.

Ruan Zhimu almost poked his phone in, was taken aback, and quickly backed away: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention..."

"It's really normal for it to happen to you," Yan Yue said indifferently, "I'm so devoted to chatting with someone, I don't even care about the road."

Ruan Zhimu: "...Huh?"

"If I don't lower the car window in time, you're going to bump into me," Yan Yue said coldly, "So who are you chatting with... Tong Lan?"

Ruan Zhimu: "I just want to take a taxi..."

Yan Yue didn't even look at him, and looked at the front calmly: "Now I'm the anchor of a big brand, why are you so poor, you can't even afford a car, and you have to take a taxi for the next shift. If it's not good enough, let Tong Lan pick it up You."

Ruan Zhimu didn't know why he kept mentioning Tong Lan.

Yan Yue hated him, wanted to ridicule him, mocked him for being a failure after so many years, he could understand, but there was no need to bring innocent people along.

Ruan Zhimu: "...has nothing to do with him."

"Who is it related to, or is he not the only person related to you?" He thought thoughtfully, "Indeed, you should be very skilled in doing such a thing. After all, lies come out of your mouth, casually Can pretend to be affectionate and make promises to people.”

Ruan Zhimu's breath was stagnant.

His chest was extremely heavy, as if something suddenly pressed up, making him unable to breathe.

He really couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he retorted in a low voice: "Isn't photographer Yan face blind? Why do you know me again now... Is it the same as epilepsy, with seizures from time to time?"

Ruan Zhimu has been struggling in the society for these years, among other things, he is still very good at making people feel awkward.

Yan Yue's face was extremely ugly: "..."

"Sorry, I have no other meaning," Ruan Zhimu walked around the car, "I'm leaving first, goodbye."

After walking a few steps, Ruan Zhimu saw a car flashing its lights not far away.

Luo Jiang ran down from his white Mercedes.

"Didn't you say you were going back to work a few days ago?" Luo Jiang ran over, shook the key, and showed his big white teeth with a smile, "So I came to pick you up, and I made you something to eat in the store to celebrate. "

Immediately, he noticed Yan Yue in the car and smiled.

After an absence of five years, the two teenagers looked at each other again, both without saying a word, with cold eyes and complex expressions.

Ruan Zhimu didn't know how to explain: "He..."

Luo Jiang embraced his shoulders, as if he hadn't seen Yan Yue, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go, I also got two bottles of top-quality Cabernet Sauvignon from a friend's winery, and they are going to be auctioned. You don’t have to go to work right, let’s celebrate tonight!”

The two walked away shoulder to shoulder.

Ruan Zhimu was held in Luo Jiang's arms, a small one, and it seemed that the two were very close.

Yan Yue didn't say a word, staring at their backs with a livid face.

Holding the steering wheel, the fingertips turned white, almost crushing the skeleton.

The author says:

Who is jealous, I won't say