Yan Xianjue frowned slightly.
He noticed that Yao Weiwan's hands were shaking to varying degrees.
Just now, when he saw the other person writing and drawing on the notebook, he clearly did not have this symptom.
He said hesitantly, "You're not taking drugs, are you?"
Yan Xianjue swore that this was his lowest bottom line.
If the other party dared to nod, he would immediately turn around and get in the car.
Fortunately, Yao Weiwan shook his lowered head like a rattle.
After receiving the other party's answer, Yan Xianjue slowed down his voice: "Okay, then don't be nervous, take a deep breath."
Fortunately, he had some experience getting along with his second sister.
My second sister also has this mild condition when facing strangers.
Perhaps this is also a common feature of geniuses?
*
Yan Xianjue sighed helplessly and bent down to pick up the knife that had fallen on the ground.
I looked at the fruit knife in my hand.
How should I put it, the other party is quite aware of his own abilities.
Among all the snacks, I did not choose the more difficult ones such as egg-filled pancakes and grilled cold noodles.
Instead, choose the simplest fried skewers.
There is still only one kind of product - starch sausage.
I also chose a fruit knife which is easier to use.
But even so, Yao Weiwan still encountered problems frequently.
Yan Xianjue rinsed the knife in the bucket of water beside him and put it back to its previous position.
When I turned my head, I saw that Yao Weiwan was still like an elementary school student who had made a mistake.
Just stand there obediently.
The other person's face and eyes were completely blocked by the long bangs.
Under Yan Xianjue's gaze, Yao Weiwan clasped his hands together and nervously pinched the tips of his thumbs.
Yan Xianjue was very experienced and did not ask any further questions.
Instead, he waited patiently for a while.
*
After a long while, Yao Weiwan slowly squeezed out a sentence: "How did you know?"
Yan Xianjue's eyes lit up.
Asking this question means that the other party is not completely discouraged at this moment.
He was like a student who had prepared the answers the night before the exam.
He quickly and fluently said the reason he had prepared: "I need a director, and after looking at many options, I chose you."
"I had planned to contact you after your graduation project was completed. But when I came to my senses, I found that you were no longer there."
"I looked it up out of curiosity, and guess what I found."
Yao Weiwan curled the corners of his mouth. What else could it be?
He didn't doubt Yan Xianjue's reasons.
Their school's directing program is second to none in the country.
Every year, many major entertainment companies are willing to sign a newcomer with the mentality of scratching a lottery ticket.
After all, newcomers are cheap and eager to achieve results.
The teacher talked about all these in their senior year career planning class.
But these have nothing to do with me now.
*
Yao Weiwan knew her mentor's status in the entertainment industry.
He didn't want to delay others because of himself.
He said, "I can introduce you to my classmate. He did a great job in his graduation skit."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "What about you? Are you planning to give up?"
"Are you going to give in to those thieves?"
Yan Xianjue didn't believe that he was really willing to compromise.
How could he leave behind a posthumous work a few years later and bring popularity to it with his own life?
I also got the justice I deserved.
Sure enough, when I heard the word compromise.
Yao Weiwan suddenly raised his head.
His eyes began to turn red with anger: "Of course I didn't!"
"But you don't understand. A naive and proper young master like you will never understand the helplessness of ordinary people like us!"
Yan Xianjue was not offended by his words.
It was just after the pancake uncle next to him handed the pancake to the customer.
I was kind of eager to stop the fight.
Yan Xianjue politely curled the corners of his mouth towards the other party, indicating that he didn't need it.
*
"Look, you're not willing to compromise, and I'm willing to give you a chance."
"We hit it off right away."
“Though the North Sea is far away, it can be reached by soaring clouds; though the morning sun has passed, it is not too late to set in the sunset.”
It had been a long time since Yao Weiwan heard this explanation of his name.
The whole person was in a trance for a moment.
Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Since you know I've been banned, don't you understand the meaning of the word 'banned'?"
Yan Xianjue flicked his fingertips, and a crisp "ding" sound was heard on the metal platform of the stall cart.
He replied using the same sentence structure: "Since you've already gained a preliminary understanding of this circle, don't you know what money means in this circle?"
A mentor who holds an authoritative position in the circle.
Plus a basin of dirty water ready to be poured on him at any time.
For an ordinary person like Yao Weiwan, these two things are like a mountain, pressing down on him.
But Yan Xianjue just wanted to ask Yao Weiwan's scumbag mentor a question.
Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?
Yao Weiwan's angry eyes suddenly turned into a blank expression: "Huh?"
Yan Xianjue did not explain further.
He took out the folded card from his pocket and handed it to Yao Weiwan.
"My last name is Yan."
"Call me when you figure it out."
Yao Weiwan hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand and was about to take the card.
Then Yan Xianjue suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the screenwriter I assigned to you is named Lei Xuan."
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