Chapter 2 His Name

"Dongdong" opened an Internet cafe. He went to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet and hooked up with the boss one after another. This plot is very OK, very logical, and has no flaws.

Grandma Ji's expression suddenly became indescribable.

The mask-like face of the man behind him finally showed a crack, but unfortunately Si Miao turned his back to him and couldn't see it.

Grandma Ji digested it for a while before she said, "Dongdong, how old are you..."

Why go to the Internet bar to surf? It's not that you can't afford a computer, do you have to fish for a drift bottle or something?

Worrying about reprimanding his grandson in front of his son-in-law is not good, let alone surfing in an Internet cafe, to be able to rush to such a handsome young man, after all, the grandson earned it.

Grandma Ji swallowed the rest of her words and asked Si Miao's current situation again. Si Miao answered truthfully that she went to school in H-electricity.

After chatting just a few words, grandma's face was already tired. Ji Yuedong saw that she was tired and asked Wang Xiaotao to come over and take her back to the hospital.

Si Miao also followed everyone along obediently. Before getting into the car, his grandmother pulled him and insisted on adding WeChat. Seeing this scene, Ji Yuedong's hanging heart was relieved.

It seems that grandma is very satisfied with his marriage partner, and it is not in vain for him to break his peaceful life and force himself to accept a stranger into the house.

The car sped away, Ji Yuedong turned to Si Miao, and curled the corners of his lips, "Let's go, little netizen."

Si Miao: "..."

Sending away an "audience", there are more "audiences" in the manor. Si Miao doesn't like to socialize by nature, so he has to put on a fake smile and stagger with those people.

Fortunately, these audiences seemed to be quite afraid of "Dongdong", so they didn't embarrass him very much. After less than half an hour of socializing, Si Miao ran to the back of the villa on the grounds of dizziness, and opened the script photo that Zhou Jiayan sent him.

Director Guo's film is called "The Sea of ​​That Year". It is an urban romance. The male protagonist is a famous middle-aged actor, and the female protagonist is Qin Ruan, who is known as "the nation's first love". The film will be released next year. Released on Valentine's Day.

The filming progress of this movie has passed one third. Some time ago, don't know why it stopped, but now know that it was a moth made by the fourth male.

The angle of the picture is average, some parts are not very clear, and I can vaguely distinguish the brother of the fourth male as the male lead. The protagonist thus begins a romantic journey.

Seeing the adjective "stupid", Si Miao's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

But it was only after a few moments that Si Miao began to think about the script. He wanted this opportunity too much.

If the first face-to-face film is invested by Dongfang Pictures and starring Qin Ruan, it will be a very high start. If you are lucky, you will be able to sign up with a big brokerage company, get more resources, and make a lot of money. A lot of money.

He needs money so bad.

Although the probability of being selected is infinitely small.

Si Miao loves to ponder the play, and immediately sits on the ground, simulating the position in her mind over and over again. When Wang Xiaohui came to call him, it was already dark.

The guests in the manor were all gone, and it looked empty and desolate. Si Miao followed Wang Xiaohui into the car and sat next to "Dongdong" in the back row.

The man propped his elbows lazily on the car window, gave him a sideways glance, and then closed his eyes, "Xiaohui, go back to the city."

Si Miao thought to herself: The manor was indeed borrowed.

The man drank a lot, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, mixed with the smell of cologne on his body, which made him feel intoxicated.

Si Miao was also tired, so he closed his eyes and rested.

After an unknown time, the car was parked in a high-end community in the city center. The owner of the Internet cafe had a small house with a standard three-bedroom.

Even so, if the lot has a loan, the monthly repayments are substantial.

Si Miao silently sympathized with the owner of the Internet cafe for a while, and pointed to the apparently unpopular room on the left, "I live in this room?"

"Well," the man slowly unfastened his tie, "there are new toiletries. You can find them in the cabinet under the hand basin."

"Then what time do you usually take a shower? Let's stagger the time."

"Nine thirty." The man said.

While speaking, Si Miao noticed that his other hand had been covering his stomach.

"Okay, I know."

After exchanging the necessary information to live in the same room, Ji Yuedong took the lead in taking a shower in the bathroom. He washed quickly, and after ten minutes, he came out wearing a bathrobe and wiped his hair, and saw an extra thing on the coffee table.

A glass of pale yellow water.

The boy stuck his head out of the room, "Honey water, hangover, good for the stomach, drink it before going to sleep."

Ji Yuedong didn't have honey at home. He didn't know where this thing came from, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

As if remembering something, he paused with his hand in the air and took a sip.

This man has a faint sense of oppression on his body. Si Miao believes that the act of pouring honey water has fulfilled his "marriage obligations" well. Finally, he dares to straighten his back, clear his throat, and ask the question he has always wanted to ask: "Cough, what's your surname?"

Ji Yuedong thought it was funny, "...don't give your surname Ji."

"Oh..." Si Miao blinked, "Ji Dongdong?"

Ji Yuedong: "..."

When looking for candidates, Ji Yuedong specially told his distant cousin not to tell him his identity. It's not that he is arrogant, the huge amount of property is in front, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not have other thoughts.

When the time comes, he will always pester him about what to do. He is not very good-tempered, and maybe it will embarrass everyone.

From the mouths of young netizens, Ji Yuedong speculated that his cousin gave him peace. He was probably an older Internet addict who didn't do his job properly, or an identity like a small Internet cafe owner. Ji Yuedong had no opinion on this.

So concealing the name or something is just a matter of pushing the boat with the flow.

"Yes," Ji Yuedong turned back to his room, "that's right."

"Oh, hello, my name is Si Miao."

This night, Si Miao didn't sleep very well. Before going to bed, he thought about playing for a while, which caused his emotions to go in but not come out, which made him feel very depressed.

He also woke up before dawn in the morning, thinking that he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he might as well get up earlier.

Last night, he looked at the refrigerator of the owner of the Internet cafe. It was empty and there was nothing but mineral water. How could it work? He quickly finished washing up, carried his backpack to the nearby morning market, and picked up some cheap eggs and vegetables.

Then came back to toast and fried two poached eggs.

Because he had to go to the East to block Director Guo, after all this was done, he didn't wait for Ji Yuedong to get up, so he jammed a few mouthfuls to go out. The location of this apartment is quite close to Dongfang Film. You can walk there, exercise, and save two dollars on the subway.

Si Miao set off for Dongfang Pictures anxiously. At this time, Ji Yuedong came back after running, and naturally saw the food on the table.

Ji Yuedong usually gets up at seven o'clock. He thought he couldn't sleep after drinking last night, but he slept well, probably because of the glass of honey water.

But these foods are not as delicious as honey water. The little netizens are probably a little obsessive-compulsive. The fried eggs are particularly round, the edges of the toast are mushy, and the inferior jams that can be seen everywhere in the supermarket exude the low-grade taste of cyclamate.

Ji Yuedong watched for a moment, turned on his phone, and sent a message to Wang Xiaotao:

【No need to buy breakfast today】

It was raining lightly in June, and Si Miao waited abruptly under the eaves until half past nine, when he saw Director Guo's nanny car approaching.

He ran several tricks in Director Guo's crew, and had a certain understanding of Director Guo's character. He didn't rush to stop people immediately, but quietly followed behind.

Director Guo did not bring an assistant and came alone. Dongfang's security guard thought that Si Miao was with Director Guo, and did not stop him.

When he reached the center of the hall, Si Miao stepped in front of him in two steps, "Guo Director!"

"Hey, who am I supposed to be, aren't you that... Xiaosi? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to find you," Si Miao's trousers were wet, "I heard that the male No. 4 in your crew is vacant. Can you give me a chance to test the scene?"

"This..." Director Guo slammed it, he liked this kid very much, and was embarrassed to say heavy words, "Unfortunately, the actor of the fourth male has been decided two days ago."

Si Miao knew that in the face of a newcomer with no background, no popularity and no capital, Director Guo would say the same whether the role was decided or not.

"Guo Director, give me two minutes," Si Miao took his arm, "Just two minutes, okay?"

"No way, go back."

The two were chatting, and not long after Dongfang opened the door, the employees in the hall noticed the situation here.

"What are they doing?"

"A quarrel? A fight?"

"It doesn't look like, eh, the older one seems a little familiar."

"When you say that, I also think..."

The voice of the discussion reached Guo Zhao's ears not too far away, he took a look around with his peripheral vision, and reprimanded Si Miao in a low voice: "So many people are watching, let go!"

Ji Yuedong just came up from the garage and was about to transfer to the elevator for the president. Hearing the noise, his beautiful brows instantly frowned, "What's wrong with the lobby."

"Wait a minute, President Ji," Wang Xiaohui said, "I'll take a look."

He walked around the hall, identified the parties, and then walked back, "Director Guo Zhao and Mr. Si are arguing."

"Which Mr. Si?"

"...Your marriage partner," Wang Xiaohui asked, "do you want to call a security guard?"

As an assistant who has been with Ji Yuedong for eight years, Wang Xiaohui knew about the boss's marriage. He took out his mobile phone and waited for the boss's instructions, but saw the man suddenly bypass him, walked out of the elevator, and stopped behind the pillars in the hall. Stop.

"...Forget it, two minutes are two minutes, you let me go first."

Guo Zhao had never tried Si Miao, so he agreed weakly.

Only then did Si Miao let go with a smile, "Then I'll start now?"

"What's the matter, I'm still waiting for me to make a cameo, and I'll play the game for you." Guo Zhao was annoyed.

"Don't bother you, I'll do it myself," Si Miao clapped her hand lightly, "One shot at a time in the first scene of "The Sea of ​​That Year"."

Seeing this action, Director Guo was stunned for a moment, both funny and sad.

I've never seen such a play on myself, isn't this a lunatic.

At this time, the staff recognized who Guo Zhao was, and with Si Miao's outstanding appearance, they thought they were filming some kind of movie, and stood in a circle around the two of them.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the people who came and went made the water in the hall drenched and dirty.

Si Miao didn't care about the curious or inquiring eyes around him, he squatted down and wiped some dirty water on his white T-shirt.

The author has something to say: Tang Yuan: Children, come out and introduce yourself to the little angels.

Si Miao: I, Si Xiaomiao, are poor. I used a smart phone that was given as a gift for phone calls. I went to school for more than 200 times in two years. In the end, for 300,000 yuan, I married myself to the owner of an Internet cafe.

Ji Yuedong: I, Ji Dongdong, opened an Internet cafe, bought a small three-bedroom apartment with a loan, a Mediterranean beer belly... I can't go on!!!!