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    Chapter 25

    This is……? Could someone be a whistleblower?

    Wang Ziye looked at Wan and Bart with bright eyes.

    The two hurriedly waved their hands and testified to each other in unison: "It's not me! It's not him/her!"

    Who would that be?

    Bart temporarily occupied the high IQ of the three, and immediately searched Weibo, saying, "Cai Xun posted a Weibo post at 8 o'clock, and it was located in Anhui."

    Xiang Wan praised: "Ah! Famous detective Dr. Xue!"

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    The three left the restaurant and went to take the elevator back to their room.

    The two assistants looked left and right to see people, Wang Ziye lowered his head and sent a message to Xue Tingyun to explain the real situation around him.

    Wang Ziye: "Cai Xun was just bored to play. We had dinner together just now. I have already sent him away. You won't be really angry about such a thing, will you?"

    Xue Tingyun from Beijing: ?

    He just complained a little bit that Wang Ziye made him "drink more hot water" and perfunctory him. It never occurred to me that there was even Cai Xun.

    The three big smarts in Hefei think that Dr. Xue should also be a big smart.

    But Wang Ziye took the initiative to recruit, and Xue Tingyun didn't say that he didn't know, and continued to attack along the line: "Oh, I'm sorry to bother you and handsome Xiao 0 to eat."

    In the elevator, Wang Ziye smiled.

    Xiang Wan and Bart exchanged glances, and they both laughed.

    Wang Ziye: "Mr. Xue, are you jealous?"

    Xue Tingyun: "No."

    Wang Ziye: "You have eaten."

    Xue Tingyun: "I said no."

    Wang Ziye just refused 100 million for Xue Tingyun, and he was quite moved by his exaggerated self. He also felt that Xue Tingyun was so busy and wanted to track the IP of his rival in real time. What could be the reason?

    He said affectionately: "My dear, do you love me to death?"

    Xue Tingyun ignored him.

    When the elevator reached the floor, the door opened with a ding sound. Wang Ziye also lowered his head a little at this time. He looked at the sentence again, and suddenly thundered. A little nasty.

    Xiang Wan and Bart left, Wang Ziye was alone in the room, drank half a bottle of water, hung his voice again, said two provocative lines of the male protagonist into the air, and deliberately used a magnetic voice, Then pick up the phone and dial.

    Xue Tingyun was knocked unconscious by the phrase "good boy". When he wanted to reply again, the chat was interrupted for a few minutes, and he continued rashly. What can I say? To fire "baby" weapons, mine for mine?

    At the critical moment, Wang Ziye called.

    Two men at their home in Beijing and a hotel in Hefei, each holding a mobile phone with great joy.

    But as soon as the call was connected, the two of them had a business-like tone of chatting as if they were having a conference call for some unknown reason.

    Wang Ziye Party A asked: "The student is so mad at you? Is there something wrong?"

    Xue Tingyun politely replied: "It's nothing, just don't study hard."

    This stumped Wang Ziye. He himself is the Sichuan representative of the National Conference on Not Studying Well, and he can only say: "Don't be angry, be more patient and love your students, they don't study hard, you have to work hard and be an example to others. , first set an example for the students to see... this, don't listen to me, I'm just talking nonsense."

    Xue Tingyun was silent for a moment and said, "You are right."

    Wang Ziye said: "Work hard. Go to bed early, it's past twelve o'clock."

    "You too," Xue Tingyun said, "work hard."

    After hanging up the phone, Wang Ziye was a little annoyed. He decided to speak Mandarin to be more romantic, and then speak Sichuan dialect again? Xue Tingyun didn't even want to ignore him.

    He went to the bathroom for personal hygiene, put his phone by the sink, and played a random song.

    This time went out with an electric toothbrush, and the toothbrush buzzed and worked in mouth.

    The phone also buzzed, and he glanced at it.

    Below the question he asked "Did you love me to death?" -

    Xue Tingyun: "There is indeed a point."

    Wang Ziye is about to turn into a groundhog: "Ah... hey!"

    Too excited, didn't get the electric toothbrush, and threw toothpaste bubbles all over face.

    The next day was calm.

    Another day later, the crew is still filming. If everything goes well, the filming in Hefei will be completed today and tomorrow.

    During the break, Xiang Wan reported that a person who claimed to be Cai Xun's manager called and wanted to ask Wang Ziye to reply at a convenient time.

    "I checked," Xiang Wan said. "It's Cai Xun's agent, so he's right. I said you don't necessarily have time, and you're very busy with filming. If you don't want to deal with it, call me again and I'll perfunctory. "

    Of course Wang Ziye didn't want to deal with it, but it was not a problem to let the assistant perfunctory. There is an "emotional entanglement" between artists. If it is not resolved well, it will be very troublesome for both teams.

    At the lunch break, when there was more time, he still got in touch with the other party.

    I thought I wanted to come again to "fight the mandarin ducks". Then directly clarify that you and Cai Xun have nothing to do with it from beginning to end, and that's it, let their team manage their own crazy idols first.

    However, Cai Xun's agent looked for him and asked directly, "Is Cai Xun with you? Let him call him back."

    Several members of their team accompanied Cai Xun to play in Nanjing. Cai Xun suddenly ran away by himself, and he didn’t answer the message and did not answer the phone. The team saw on his 12306 that he had booked a high-speed rail ticket to Hefei. The Bo IP is in Hefei, and once again, Wang Ziye is filming here.

    After ten o'clock in the evening, Cai sent a WeChat message to his assistant, saying that he would return to Nanjing after playing in Hefei for a while, and told them to leave it alone.

    After that, didn't believe it anymore, the news didn't return, and the phone was turned off. There is also no ticket, train or bus ticket to leave Hefei.

    Several members of the team have now arrived in Hefei, but they do not know where Cai Xunren is.

    Wang Ziye said, "Did you not look for him all day yesterday?"

    broker:"……"

    Wang Ziye understood, the other party thought that Cai Xun was here with him, so what?

    "Otherwise," Wang Ziye didn't want to make a mess, and since Cai Xun was an adult, he said, "You should call the police."

    Having said that, he also knows that if this kind of thing is reported to the police, if it is stabbed out, it will be another mess.

    Cai Xun's agent heard it, and the relationship between Wang Ziye and his own artist was clear. He didn't say anything, and apologized politely.

    "He's gone crazy again?" Xiang Wan said worriedly, "Brother, you said that he wouldn't have been hurt by you the night before yesterday. He couldn't think of it for a while?"

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Bart came over with a boxed lunch and said, "Who said you can't think about it? Cai Xun? Have you heard about it?"

    Brother and sister: "?"

    Bart and the manager of the hotel lobby are from the same town, and occasionally they would chat a few times.

    "That eldest brother thought that Cai Xun was with our crew," Bart said. "He said he lives in a penthouse suite and hasn't gone out for two days. The room service ordered several bottles of wine. The hotel has been unable to sell the most expensive bottles. He is."

    Xiang Wan worriedly said, "Oh my God, will he be alright?"

    Wang Ziye put down his chopsticks and said, "Sister, go and tell the director that I will shoot the two scenes without me in the afternoon, and I will come back as soon as possible."

    In Beijing, Xue Tingyun sat at his desk with an automatic pen in his hand.

    One of his master's students, the time should have come, but it didn't.

    It was this student who contradicted him the day before yesterday, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but find Wang Ziye in the middle of the night and confided such a sentence.

    That student was very smart, and all aspects of it were outstanding among the master students he led. After a few days of summer vacation, I came back and suddenly started to mix.

    How could Xue Tingyun not criticize him? Doing scientific research cannot be this attitude.

    The student received a few sarcastic words from him, and suddenly exploded, saying, "I'm not going to do scientific research, I'll get a degree."

    Xue Tingyun was about to laugh angrily and said, "You came to this institute if you don't do scientific research? Whose time do you want to waste? Whose opportunity is wasted?"

    "I'm just wasting time and opportunity," said the master's student.

    His undergraduate classmates took the postgraduate entrance examination with him at the time, and he passed the entrance examination. After recruiting from the same school, he found a job and went to a biological enterprise in Guangzhou. This year, he settled in Guangzhou. The situation in the past two years has been favorable for the enterprise. Tens of thousands, and the unit also has low-cost welfare housing. Compared to him studying for a master's degree here, the monthly subsidy is less than 2,000 yuan. In his twenties, he often has to ask his family for living expenses. He is tired like a dog, and he consumes half his life for writing articles.

    The most terrifying thing is that, after choosing this path, I have no idea when this kind of day will end.

    Xue Tingyun frowned and listened to him, and said, "Everyone in this place, including me, didn't come here like this?"

    Students have heard too much about this, and said sarcastically, "Senior Xue, I don't know about other big guys, I don't judge. Just say you, not everyone is as rich as you are. You care about making more money. Are you earning less? Do you have no hukou or can’t afford a house? It is the most reasonable existence for you to stay here all your life. Your innate conditions support you to make contributions to science and all mankind. We poor children are not worthy of it. There is this ideal."

    This student did not come today.

    Many master students who "quarreled" with their tutors were at the top at the time. Later, they regretted their death and wanted to die. The power of life and death rests in the hands of the tutor. Will it be over in the future? Can't post anymore? Is it hard to get a diploma? Some just lie flat, and they don't even dare to see the teacher's face.

    Based on Xue Tingyun's understanding of the master's student, Bacheng didn't dare to come because the student didn't come, for fear of being scolded to death by him and making things difficult for him.

    To be a mentor and a senior brother, "have more patience and more love" for students, "be a role model for others, and first set an example for your students".

    Xue Tingyun thought that in some matters, he might just not set a positive example for the students.

    For example, wearing a famous watch (a gift for graduation from my father’s doctorate), driving a sports car (wife gave a large special subsidy), and also went to a pharmaceutical company on the way and made a lot of money (compared with the income of post-doctoral and master’s supervisors).

    Does he not care how much he earns? He also cares.

    Living in an age like this, no one can work and burn with no income at all.

    As far as his actual situation is concerned, it is not a matter of more money and less money, but he can't help but doubt himself. Is his personal ability that has not been tested by salary real? The extension of this question is, does what he does really have objective meaning?

    Last year, he went to a pharmaceutical company, first of all to raise a sum of money, but also to prove that when he wanted to, he could make that kind of money.

    But he is free to come and go, and when he achieves his goals, he can walk away and come back to continue his uncompeted ideals. Not everyone can and can't demand that from others.

    "What are you doing! I'm going to sue you!" Cai Xun angrily opened the door.

    He was driven insane by the doorbell and knocking that lasted nearly five minutes, thinking it was room service.

    Wang Ziye frowned at him outside the door.

    He calmed down and said, "Why are you here?"

    The two entered the room. There were empty wine bottles on the coffee table and carpet in this suite, including foreign wine and red wine. There was also an unfinished half bottle on the bedside table in the suite.

    Cai Xun's eyes and nose were red, his hair was messy, and he was wearing a white bathrobe from the hotel. He had a hangover for two days, and he never went out or ordered a meal.

    Wang Ziye was really angry and said, "What are you doing? Are you living enough?"

    Cai Xun pouted, tears welling in his eyes.

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Cai Xun said: "Don't worry about me."

    "Your agent called me, they're going crazy." Wang Ziye said, "If you... because of what I said the night before, I apologize to you, I didn't mean to hurt you."

    But Cai Xun didn't really care about the cleanliness, and said, "I know. You just didn't like me, so you squeezed me with these words."

    Wang Ziye said, "Return to your manager's phone number."

    "No, I don't want them to care, I don't want them anymore." Cai Xun said, "Being a star is no fun, I'll quit."

    Wang Ziye felt like a child, so he lowered his head and sent a text message to his agent, asking him to come pick him up.

    Cai Xun saw it and wanted to get angry. He looked at Wang Ziye's expression again, but in the end he didn't say anything and acquiesced to this arrangement.

    "If you don't want to be a star, you don't want to enter the industry, and you go to fight for jobs with others, and go to the draft?" Wang Ziye said.

    "It's fun, I want to come and play." Cai Xun was not feeling well, his footsteps swayed vainly, Wang Ziye had to step forward to support him, and help him to sit beside the sofa.

    Wang Ziye observed his behavior and said, "Is it hypoglycemia? Have you eaten in the past two days?"

    Cai Xun said: "It's only been two days. I often don't eat for several days, and rely on fruit and water. I can't gain weight. Black fans originally called me a vegetable pig. If I get fat, they will celebrate the New Year."

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Cai Xun said: "I can't sleep. Drinking a little wine will help. I didn't lie to you. I really can't sleep well. When I wake up, I want to cry."

    Wang Ziye thought that idols are really miserable and absurd, and said, "Do you want to change your way of life?"

    Cai Xun misunderstood what he meant and said, "Do you want me to be a poor man? The Metamorphoses?"

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    "I've recorded variety shows that experience life, and it's boring to work in a fast food restaurant." Cai Xun said.

    "That's called the hammer experience, and you play the family at public expense." Wang Ziye said, "You still say that others are trash, you yourself..."

    Cai Xun whimpered and cried, but Wang Ziye had to stop talking. He was sitting on the sofa, which was a long way from Cai Xun. Cai Xun cried and lay down, wanting to rest on his leg. No pillow, crying even worse.

    Wang Ziye really convinced him, but he was afraid that he would go crazy, so he wiped his tears with a tissue and said, "You have 100 million, isn't it me who should cry?"

    Cai Xun was wiped away by him, and his mood was soaring again.

    Wang Ziye got goosebumps from his rubbing. He threw the tissue away and scolded: "Shut up and don't cry, you cry a chicken. Isn't Nima Laozi not miserable enough? I wanted to hang myself with a hemp rope, and I didn't shed a single tear. What the hell are you so miserable, and you sold miserably, don't cry!"

    Cai Xun: "..."

    Wang Ziye was really angry when he said that.

    During his most desolate period, he didn't dare to go out. When he was alone, he couldn't help thinking about how he would die faster, and how could he not cause trouble to his family.

    At that time, he and Xue Tingyun had a similar scene like now, the difference is that he was lying on the sofa, Xue Tingyun was sitting beside him, he didn't dare to go to sleep on Xue Tingyun's leg, and he had to avoid it Go further.

    At that time, the relationship with Xue Tingyun was not very good, and nothing was harmonious. I felt that Xue Tingyun should be leaving his underdog, but Teacher Xue was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to speak at this time, so he would stay with him for a few more days.

    ... At that time, Xue Tingyun sat next to him and often accompanied him all day. What was he thinking?

    Cai Xun was scolded for a while, then sat up slowly, stopped crying, and looked at Wang Ziye with both eyes.

    Wang Ziye pulled his thoughts back and said, "If you don't want to do it, then quit the circle and go home, be a good person, and don't torture others every day. Why are you a young master, and everyone else is a slave? You and your draft colleague... that , This kind of thing? You can say it casually, I will not spread it, what if I want to spread it? Your team will dance in Swan Lake collectively. "

    Cai Xun said: "? Why do they dance ballet?"

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Swan Lake is an artificial lake in the center of Hefei, where the film crew was filming these days.

    "I won't tell everyone." Cai Xun said, "I know your character well. You only associate with people who are honest enough with you. If you want to have a higher success rate, of course you have to tell the truth. of."

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Therefore, Cai Xun is not without brains, but he wants to change his sincerity.

    Wang Ziye was a little moved and said, "Cai Xun, I already have a partner."

    Cai Xun was heartbroken and said in shock, "Impossible, who is it? Why don't I know? I didn't see you approaching any girl...you...your sister?"

    "Don't be ridiculous, my ancestors..." Wang Ziye scolded him again before saying, "I'm an outsider. The two of us have been together for more than two years. To protect him, I don't want to expose it."

    "Ah this..." Cai Xun looked envious and jealous, but finally said, "You are so handsome, what should I do if I love you even more."? ? ? How can it be counterproductive?

    Wang Ziye had to emphasize again: "The two of us are inseparable in love, lingering and sorrowful... We are still each other's first love, first love, do you understand?"

    Cai Xun was disdainful for a few seconds, and soon discovered Hua Dian, and said, "How old is she?"

    Wang Ziye said: "Twenty-eight... He looks good, and he is still a scholar."

    "You are still young!" Cai Xun said.

    "That's right, the two of us are young couples." Wang Ziye hurriedly said, feeling that he liked the word very much.

    "However," Cai Xun said, feeling outrageous, "Why did you fall in love in your twenties? What were you doing in the past twenty years? Are you studying hard? You don't... don't look like you have studied."

    Wang Ziye: "..."

    Don't study, don't fall in love early, co-author and did nothing in adolescence?

    Ugly so ugly that no one loves it, and Wang Ziye is still so good-looking.

    "Then I..." Wang Ziye wanted to brag calmly, but then he became distracted, and announced handsomely, "I just want to wait until I meet him, can't I?"

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