The next day.
Le Zhengxi stood up with huge panda eyes.
"Xiaoxi, good morning." Xiao Chengchuan was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.
"Good morning, senior." Le Zhengxi, dressed in black, yawned and sat opposite Xiao Chengchuan with a head of messy black hair.
Xiao Chengchuan pushed the milk and sandwich to him, and then asked, "Didn't you sleep well?"
"......Hmm." Le Zhengxi took a bite of the sandwich.
Last night, I dreamed about my "wife" all night long.
He dreamed that Xunyun, with that big bald head like a boiled egg, was walking around him, calling out "Wife~" and "Wife~" with a smile on his face.
He also dreamed that Xun Yunfa gave him a bowl of vegetarian food, and then said pitifully: "My wife, your husband has been trying hard to beg for food, but this is all the food I can get."
Le Zhengxi really knows how to thank.
But in my dream, I saw Xunyun begging for food everywhere, and I felt inexplicably happy.
Le Zhengxi drank milk, recalling the dream that had tormented him all night, a smile on his lips.
Xiao Chengchuan didn't know what Le Zhengxi was laughing at. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Le Zhengxi's lips, but his big hand paused in restraint.
Le Zhengxi didn't notice anything wrong.
He took the paper, wiped the corner of his lips casually, and then stood up and said, "Let's go, senior! While it's early in the morning and there are fewer people, let's go downstairs to record the video first, and then go to school."
"Yeah." Xiao Chengchuan stood up and looked at his phone.
Le Zhengxi walked to the door, put on his sneakers, picked out a pure black baseball cap, and stuffed all his messy hair into it.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Le Zhengxi:?
It’s so early in the morning, the chickens haven’t even woken up yet, who’s here?
He opened the door and saw his photographer Ji Fengyu and Ji Fengyu's assistant standing there.
Ji Fengyu yawned and waved to the two of them.
"Little Chicken? Why are you here?" Le Zhengxi was surprised.
"I asked him to come." Xiao Chengchuan smiled and tilted his head to look at Le Zhengxi.
"Huh?" Le Zhengxi was stunned.
Xiao Chengchuan said seriously, "Master Sandian, can you guide me? My video account is called 'Chuan'."
Ji Fengyu explained as he walked into the elevator: "Hey brother, it's Chengchuan who also opened a video account, saying it's a part-time job. But when we posted the video last time, Chengchuan hadn't planned to make short videos yet, so we didn't tag him."
"Senior, are you short of money?" Le Zhengxi turned around and asked seriously.
Xiao Chengchuan was startled, then he smiled hesitantly, "...a little bit."
Actually, there is no shortage.
Le Zhengxi nodded solemnly upon hearing this. "Okay, then come record with me! I'll tag you on my account. I'll also give you a raise."
"Thank you, Boss Xiaoxi. But the salary doesn't need to change." Xiao Chengchuan thanked him.
Le Zhengxi looked at Xiao Chengchuan seriously: "No. Senior, you have helped me so much. Let's not talk about this. What are we going to dance today? I only prepared a solo hip-hop."
Xiao Chengchuan looked at Le Zhengxi with a smile, his eyes clear. "There's a simple duet called 'Heartbeats' that's going viral online lately. You can try that."
Le Zhengxi was stunned.
He seemed to know the choreography.
There is a piece of music with strong drum beats, in which a person puts his hand on the chest of another person, making a heartbeat-inducing movement.
Le Zhengxi could even imagine how those fans would cheer if he danced this piece with Xiao Chengchuan.
Ji Fengyu nodded immediately, with an ambiguous and obscene smile on his face: "Brother! Let's dance that part! Hehe..."
He smiled slyly, quickly opened his phone, found the choreography on the Internet, and handed it to Le Zhengxi and the other person.
Le Zhengxi couldn't think of any other dance for the time being, so he had to agree.
He watched it once and then walked and imitated the movements to the music.
The street lights were still on, and the sky was just turning pale. The faint morning light was wrapped in the mist and floated around Le Zhengxi, making him look hazy and lazy.
Ji Fengyu immediately turned on the camera and started filming.
He had done his homework a long time ago, and he could become a legend on the Internet if the behind-the-scenes footage was released. This kind of lazy and casual look is what he wanted.
The movements are very simple. Le Zhengxi and Xiao Chengchuan are both professional dancers. Although their dance styles are different, you can still learn them after watching them twice.
"Little Chicken, it's started!" Le Zhengxi raised his chin.
"OK! Just under that street light!" Ji Fengyu pointed to the location.
Le Zhengxi put on his hat and stood under the street light with Xiao Chengchuan.
***
Wei Yunlan lives next to University A, a long way from the company.
However, although he cannot change his fate of being a slave, he can find others to work for him.
After he received Wei Yunxiu's call yesterday, he bombarded Song Chengwei to help him organize the information of the top 20 players, but the price was to bring Song Chengwei a cup of lemon tea and two boxes of chicken sandwiches.
Wei Yunlan arrived at the company on time for work.
He threw the breakfast in his hand onto Song Chengwei's desk and rushed into Wei Yunxiu's office at full speed.
However, the office was empty and Wei Yunxiu had not arrived yet.
“…” Wei Yunlan was speechless.
Yes, his brother is the president, so the only ones who suffer are workers like him.
Wei Yunlan moved out of the office and walked over to Song Chengwei's workstation, grinning mischievously, "Hey, buddy, I heard you recognized my brother as your father?"
Song Chengwei drank his lemon tea and smiled, "Son, don't be so arrogant."
"Hey, you don't know the rules! You have to call me dad! Or you can call me godfather." Wei Yunlan pulled a chair and sat down.
"Get lost! I've sent you the information you asked for on WeChat!" Song Chengwei slapped Wei Yunlan on the forehead.
"Why do you recognize my brother but not me?" Wei Yunlan reached out for the sandwich he brought for Song Chengwei.
We came too hastily and he hadn't had breakfast yet.
"Go away! Don't torture us... Good morning, Dad Wei!" Song Chengwei said halfway when his expression suddenly changed.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yunlan stood up reflexively, bowed respectfully and said, "Brother."
However, there was no one in front of him.
".........Fuck you Song Chengwei!" Wei Yunlan turned around and raised his hand to slap Song Chengwei.
"Haha...cough."
Song Chengwei was about to laugh, but suddenly his expression straightened up, he coughed, turned his chair back and started working.
Wei Yunlan:?
"Wei Yunlan." Wei Yunxiu's voice sounded.
"......Hey, brother!" Cold sweat broke out on Wei Yunlan's forehead. A flattering smile immediately appeared on his face and he turned around to greet him.
"Go to the office." Wei Yunxiu said expressionlessly.
"Yes." Wei Yunlan followed Wei Yunxiu closely.
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