14 years time difference

Chapter 60 15-1

"Hey?"

"Miss Zhu."

"Oh. Why are you making so many missed calls so early in the morning?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhu He's voice was slightly hoarse, and the words were surrounded by some lingering morning beauty. A man was talking to her in a low, wet voice that pretended to be low: "Would you like to turn on the TV for you?" ? You want to watch "Early Discovery of Entertainment", I remember." Zhu He let out a long "hmm".Then there was the man's chuckle, and the man said, "Don't make trouble."

Lin Zhique turned on the speakerphone and threw the phone on the table.

So as not to dirty the ears.

"Miss Zhu, I thought you were on a business trip."

"Yeah. Do I sound like I'm doing something I'm not supposed to be doing on a business trip?"

Lin Zhique smiled: "No, I didn't say you can't call a duck when you're on a business trip."

"Huh?" Zhu He chuckled on the other end, and then said cheerfully: "No, there is no money."

A proud face.

Lin Zhique didn't care about Zhu He's private life style or how many male partners he had in different parts of the country.

"Miss Zhu is watching "Early Discovery of Entertainment". Their reporter also came to the scene last night."

"I knew."

Lin Zhique turned on the TV in the room, and the headlines of the morning entertainment news, of course, were the live broadcast of the game the night before.

"You arranged it."

"Isn't it normal for a reporter to go to the scene? Please, I'm not a female devil who calls the wind and rain."

The screen on the TV switched, and a post-match interview with Dusiren began to be broadcast.

"I mean, you arranged this interview with Mr. Du Si."

"Why? Xingshi asked the crime?"

Lin Zhique was silent, and Zhu He was also silent. They finished the same interview on both ends of the phone.

Zhu He said, "Well, I coped pretty well."

Lin Zhique finally couldn't help asking: "Is this a test?"

Zhu He turned around and answered her: "Do you know why the audience likes this show? Because they want to see how ordinary people become stars in the end. The harsher the environment, the more real humanity is shown. What the audience wants to watch They are such real people. It depends on how they deal with embarrassment when they show their flaws, how they balance ambition and friendship, and how they are sad and defeated, but they continue to move forward. People who are too smooth and perfect are not suitable for this stage .”

"So, if there is no harsh environment, you have to create a harsh environment. Even when you know that she is under a lot of psychological pressure, you still have to increase her pressure, just to see her show her true humanity?"

Zhu He chuckled: "Lin Zhique, I thought you were very smart and could understand what I meant."

She understood, she was just angry.

The world always operates according to certain infuriating rules.

She couldn't help asking a silly question: "What if she doesn't cope well?"

"That only proves that she is not suitable for going to a higher position. Stop the loss in time. However, now it seems that she is very suitable. She is smart and knows which things need to show weakness and which things need to express determination."

Lin Zhique ridiculed: "Not everyone is like you, planning the purpose of every sentence."

"Are you dissatisfied? I heard that you lost your temper in front of the reporters and ended the interview early. Last night, several reporters called me. Do you know how much I spent?"

Only now did Lin Zhique clearly realize that Zhu He was far ahead of her and had already controlled the overall situation.

But she still refused to admit defeat: "I'm really sorry for interrupting your good night."

"It's good that you know. However, I am glad that you are a person with a clear style and the courage to make decisions."

"I don't care if you are happy or not, I am not very happy."

Zhu He smiled again on the phone.

"You speak very straightforwardly. Well, you can also be like me, and find something to make yourself happy after work. Do you know what kind of feelings a manager should have for his artist?"

Zhu He asked himself and answered: "You should take care of her in the way of business like you love your own money-making tools. If you cherish her so much that you can't use it, then you will lose meaning to each other. Besides, friendship or love , These are beyond emotions, common interests, is the strongest relationship."

"..."

"I heard that you and the people from Dusi knew each other before, are you good friends?"

"...No, we just know each other."

"That's good. The program team has sent me the new week's contestant schedule, and I will forward it to your and Sanshui's mailboxes later. In addition, the editor of "All Stars" magazine will contact you. Cover interview, three people, I have already decided on the candidates, they will be published next Wednesday, the shooting time is tight, the time given by the program team is too short, if they do not agree to let them go, please solve it."

call ended.Lin Zhique turned off the TV and threw the remote control on the bed with his backhand.

The room was quiet.

She pressed the text message on her phone.The last one was sent by Du Si people in the early hours of last night.

"I'm not crying anymore."

Tao Lexin put her head out on Chen Jia's shoulder, shouting so loudly that the whole rehearsal hall could hear clearly:

"Jia, why is your itinerary different from mine? Shooting for "All Stars" magazine, I don't have this item."

Chen Jia turned to look at the form in Tao Lexin's hand.

Indeed, as Tao Lexin said, on Wednesday morning, in the same position, hers was blank.

Everyone in the rehearsal hall turned their heads to pay attention to what they said.

""All Stars", is that "All Stars"? I buy every issue. Jia, you are going to be on "All Stars"!"

When Lin Jiajia heard this, she lowered her head and carefully looked at the watch in her hand from top to bottom, her disappointment could not be concealed in her tone: "I don't have one either. Is Chen Jia the only one going?"

Sitting next to Du Siren, Wang Yiran slightly moved his watch to Du Siren's eyes, silently beckoning her to look at it.

Wang Yiran's Wednesday morning was blank.

Du Siren's is the same as Chen Jia's, and it says "Photographed by "All Stars" magazine".

Dusi raised his head and looked at Fang Yan.

None of them spoke.People in Dusi know it well, and dialects also have this itinerary.

Compared with Tao Lexin, Zhou Zipei's Northeast accent and loud voice are not much better: "What are you doing? What do you mean?"

Tao Lexin imitated her and repeated: "What do you mean? What are you doing?"

So Zhou Zipei imitated Tao Lexin to speak Cantonese again: "What is Yisi?"

Tao Lexin laughed hard.

Zhou Zipei has sharp eyes, standing behind the dialect, he can see the content on her watch clearly at a glance.

"Hey, isn't this dialect also available, two people go."

Lin Jiajia's face paled in an instant. Recently, the media and netizens have commented that she has a similar style to the dialect, and she is the biggest competitor of each other. She almost crumpled the paper in her hand at a loss, and then wanted to hide the paper immediately. Similarly, she looked at the dialect, with a mixed expression of disappointment and displeasure, and muttered, "Why? I mean, how did this decide..."

Fang Yan clutched the itinerary, too embarrassed to speak.

Dusi said, "I have it too."

So all eyes shifted from the dialect to her.

Du Si tilted his head.She had a feeling that she was about to be shot through as a target.

Zhou Zipei concluded: "Hey, the Big Three are popular. No one else? What about Yiran? No? What is this called? Eight to six, life and death battle, you three can't be eliminated anyway, one takes three places , we little shrimps, we can't give us a little more chance to struggle."

When she said this, Tao Lexin, who was still silly and happy, also fell silent. The atmosphere in the rehearsal hall was weird. Lin Jiajia walked past Fang Yan with a livid face and stretched in front of the mirror. I just said a small talk, with a calm expression.

Fortunately, the dance teacher quickly pushed the door open and everyone warmed up.The dance teacher laughed and scolded: "Chen Jia! Don't act like you are going to the grave every time you take dance class, move!" The contestants laughed, and the atmosphere finally eased.

The dance teacher called Du Siren: "Siren, you should work harder this week, and practice the lead dance."

Tao Lexin turned around in front of the mirror and stuck out her tongue at her, with a hint of childish malice in her tone: "It's you again!"

If Lu Shan was present, she must have opened her mouth and scolded: "Why not? You come and get it, can you dance?"

Thinking of this scene, Du Siren couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and rubbed Tao Lexin's head, and teased her: "It's me, are you not satisfied? Then I will teach you, and you take it."

The dance teacher said: "I heard that Lexin cried like a little monkey last night. We don't want a little monkey to lead the dance."

Tao Le was extremely annoyed, and jumped away cursing: "It's so annoying!"

Lin Jiajia walked around behind them and quietly left the rehearsal hall.The dance teacher was teaching movements by counting to eight beats. Only Du Siren and Fang Yan turned their heads and saw her back as if wiping away tears.

The door opened and closed quietly again.

Everyone has a reason to cry.

Lin Zhique leaned against the door, watching Lu Shan pack her luggage.

The room between Lu Shan and Du Siren is the cleanest room among the contestants, thanks to Du Siren. According to Lu Shan's words, if one day they practice until midnight, Du Siren must tidy up until early morning.

The weather outside the window was fine, the sun was bright, the air conditioner was on in the house, and the air was chilly. Lu Shan took off the clothes she had hung in the closet one by one from the hangers, threw them into the suitcase spread out on the ground, and then He squatted down, and stuffed the corners of the clothes and sleeves that hadn't fallen into the box without hesitation. The mess was enough to kill Dusi people.

Lu Shan raised her head, "Why does this scene seem familiar? It seems that you are the one who sends me off every time."

Lin Zhique replied, "At least it didn't rain today."

Just a few seconds after the voice fell, a few muffled thunders sounded outside the window.

Lu Shan laughed at her: "What kind of bird are you? A crow?"

The sun and rain in the thunderstorm season fell, crackling and smashing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lu Shan stood up, opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of cold beer, and threw a can to Lin Zhique.

"Where did it come from? Why is there no refrigerator in my room?"

Lin Zhique snapped open the easy-to-open mouth.

Lu Shan replied, "Of course I bought it myself."

"You still dare to drink secretly, how much is left in it? It will be confiscated in a while."

"What a majestic official, Miss Bird."

She raised her head and took a big gulp, shivering from the ice.

"Can't the air conditioner be turned up? It's freezing."

Lu Shan lifted a neatly folded shirt off the sofa and threw it into her arms.It's a shirt from Duss.

She put on her shirt and sat cross-legged on Dusi's bed.

"If you dare to drink on her bed, she will strangle you to death."

Lin Zhique answered lightly, "Impossible."

"Hey, you have writing on your face, do you want to look in the mirror?"

Lin Zhique was puzzled: "What word?"

Lu Shan sat down opposite her on the other bed.

"Satisfaction is written all over his face."

She scolded her: "Get out."

Lu Shan put the beer can on the bedside table, lay down with open arms, looked at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and then sighed: "It's over—"

She turned her head to look at Lin Zhique, "You know what? Du Siren, a heartless woman, is really hard-hearted. Last night, she didn't shed a single tear. When she came back, she still smiled and asked me if I wanted it." Help me tidy up my things, but hang up my clothes one by one, so I have to take them down again today."

Lin Zhique remembered Du Siren's text message last night.

She kept her promise and only let her see her tears.

Lin Zhique said: "People will be happier if they don't have a heart."

"Yes, like you."

Lin Zhique looked at the smiling Lu Shan.She knew she was joking.

She took a few more sips of wine in silence.

She said: "Actually, I really want to change something. It's good for you, and it's good for her."

Lu Shan cast a questioning look.

She said again, "Forget it, it's nothing."

After a while, Lu Shan said, "You have changed a lot, don't you know?"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but the sky was still brightly lit, and the two cans of beer had bottomed out. Lin Zhique sent Lu Shan downstairs, and the taxi he called was still coming. They stood at the side door of the hotel and looked up at the scene together for a while. Strange sun rain.

Someone was running towards them through the rain.

She didn't hold an umbrella, and when she ran up the steps, most of her clothes were wet.

Lu Shan smiled and frowned, "Why did you come back? Aren't you going to practice the opening dance?"

Dusi reached out to hug Lu Shan.

"Of course I'm coming to see you off."

"What to give? We will meet again on Friday. After the game, don't we have to go to Beidiao together?"

Du Siren hugged Lu Shan and said, "Well, let's go to Beijing and become famous together."

Lin Zhique's cell phone rang, and it was the program team who called to find someone and complained to her that Du Siren had gone somewhere.Lin Zhique replied: "I don't know, maybe he went to Beijing."

The three stood on the rain-screened porch, grinning together.

Lu Shan drove away.

Du Siren opened his round eyes and looked Lin Zhique up and down.

"Why are you wearing my clothes?"

"Just wear it, and give you money?"

They went upstairs together, and the Dusi people wanted to change their wet clothes.

When taking the elevator, Lin Zhique asked, "If I sit on your bed and eat, will you strangle me?"

"What is the problem?"

This is a willful and selfish question. He said he didn't have her in his heart, but he didn't want to give up her preference.

This is what she has always been.

"You don't care what the question is, just answer it."

The man from Dusi replied: "No. However, it is best to eat it when the sun is out. Otherwise, the sheets will not dry and will become damp."

While talking, she took out her room card, opened the door, and went into the bathroom to change into a dry T-shirt.

Lin Zhique plugged in the hair dryer and called Du Siren over.

Du Siren walked up to her.

She picked up the whirring hair dryer and dried the ends of her wet hair.

She asked her, "Do you want to cry?"

The hair dryer was too loud, covering most of her voice.

Now, no one can hear it.

Du Siren looked at her and shook his head without saying a word.

She reached up to blow the hair on both sides of her, and ran her fingers behind her ears.

Du Siren lowered his head slightly, looked at her, and blinked.

A line of tears suddenly dripped from the drooping round eyes.

Lin Zhique wiped away the line of tears with his hand.

After wiping it off, two more lines rolled down.

She rubbed it with the back of her finger.

Dusi pursed his mouth and cried like a child.

Rainwater and tears transpired together in this roaring even warm wind, turned into rain clouds, and accumulated in the bottom of Lin Zhique's heart.

Tears cannot be blown dry. When they fall, they will be hidden somewhere in the world. If no one cares for them, they will die. Many times when people grow up, they die silently because of tears.