Chapter 11 Chapter 11



Chapter 11 Chapter 11

He Xianyu quickly hung up the phone.

Shen Zhuo raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "What, King Tianliang? Keep talking. Didn't you say it very happily just now?"

He Xianyu lowered his head in embarrassment and admitted his mistake obediently: "Boss Shen, I'm sorry."

"You have good eyesight and know that I am your boss. But you are very brave to complain about me." Chen Zhuo put one hand in his trouser pocket, "Do you want me to remind you that your contract with Juxing has not expired yet, and you are still an artist under me."

He Xianyu said embarrassedly: "I remember. Mr. Shen, I will perform well."

"Your good performance is to talk about college entrance examination writing skills in such an important live broadcast?" Chen Zhuo poked He Xianyu's forehead with his index finger and began to lecture him, "Jiang Bai gained 100,000 followers after the live broadcast, and you? You gained 1,000. Is that enough to fill the gap between your teeth? I would rather you sing out of tune than talk about things that are not entertaining in a pretentious way. Do you know that you have a brain stem deficiency? If you want to go the route of a stupid beauty, I will help you promote it immediately and make sure that all Chinese people will know tomorrow that He Xianyu is an invincible idiot in the universe."

"I'm not stupid." He Xianyu denied in a low voice.

"You're not convinced, are you?" Chen Zhuo continued to mock in a cold tone, "Tell me what you are talking about, you idiot. Besides a pretty face, what else do you have? The entertainment industry is not short of pretty skins. I don't understand. Your mother is quite smart, how could she give birth to such a stupid son?"

Even clay figures have tempers. He Xianyu was annoyed by Chen Zhuo's constant calling him "idiot" and said, "Boss Chen, if I rank first in the class in the mock exam, you are not allowed to call me an idiot anymore."

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "Okay, if you can get first place in the exam, I will forgive you the 500,000 you owe the company."

He Xianyu was surprised and delighted: "You said it yourself, you can't go back on your word!"

The wind in the bamboo forest blew up the strands of hair on He Xianyu's forehead, and she looked around with a look of high spirits.

Chen Zhuo was wrong. There was no shortage of pretty faces in the entertainment industry, but beauty of He Xianyu's level was a scarce resource everywhere.

Artists like this should stay in Juxing.

"Boss Shen, I bought your coffee!" A boy about 19 years old ran towards Shen Zhuo with a cup of iced Americano. The boy was not tall, about 1.7 meters, with delicate features. He had a round face, big round eyes, and two deep dimples on his cheeks, which made him look very cute.

Suddenly, the boy tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his face. As he fell forward, the entire cup of iced Americano was directly contributed to Shen Zhuo's suit worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Chen Zhuo gnashed his teeth and said, “Zhong Xiaoyin, believe it or not, I will fire you today!”

He Xianyu sighed secretly, it turned out that this person was Zhong Xiaoyin, the protagonist who often got into trouble in "The Domineering President's Soft Lover".

The daily interactions between the domineering top and the confused bottom are as interesting as described in the novel!

He Xianyu gave a mysterious smile. Love is fun only when you watch other people fall in love.

"Boss Shen, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it!" Zhong Xiaoyin hurriedly tried to wipe it with her hand, but was pushed away by Shen Zhuo in disgust.

Zhong Xiaoyin lost his balance and fell to the ground again. Perhaps because of self-blame or because of embarrassment, tears began to fall from his eyes.

Seeing his useless appearance, Chen Zhuo became even more angry and scolded him: "Zhong Xiaoyin, how old are you? You still have the nerve to cry! As an assistant, if you can't even do a trivial task like buying coffee, what use do I have for you? If you can't do it, get out!"

Zhong Xiaoyin cried very sadly and begged: "Boss Shen, please don't fire me! My father is sick and my brother is still in school--"

"That's enough. I'm not doing charity!" Chen Zhuo frowned fiercely. "You just cry every day! Are you made of water?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiaoyin cried even harder.

Chen Zhuo: "..."

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was about to lose his temper again, He Xianyu quickly reached out and helped Zhong Xiaoyin up. He smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Chen, please be magnanimous and forgive Xiaoyin this time."

Shen Zhuo glared at Zhong Xiaoyin, then left angrily.

Zhong Xiaoyin quickly wiped his tears and followed. After taking a few steps, he stopped, turned around, and said "thank you" to He Xianyu.

——

Among all the parents present, the one who received the most attention was undoubtedly Gu Zeye’s father, Gu Junshan.

Gu Junshan started from scratch in the electrical appliance industry, then in e-commerce, and now has established a nationally renowned business empire. He has an outstanding eldest daughter who is an excellent successor to the business, but his youngest son has grown up to be a playboy, which makes him worry.

Just then the program crew came, and Gu Junshan thought that since he could no longer control Gu Zeye, he might as well ask the audience across the country to help supervise him. Perhaps this child could still be saved.

At Gu Junshan's request, Gu Zeye reluctantly found He Xianyu in the crowd and brought him to Gu Junshan. "Dad, he is my deskmate He Xianyu."

He Xianyu quickly greeted Gu Junshan: "Hello, Uncle Gu."

"Hello, classmate He." Gu Junshan smiled very kindly, "Ze Ye doesn't like to study and has a bad temper. You may have to help your uncle supervise him in the future."

He Xianyu replied obediently: "Uncle Gu, don't worry, I will watch over him."

Gu Zeye hated being controlled by others the most, and he yelled at He Xianyu, "Who are you? Don't think that just because you won a bet by chance, you are my boss. You are nothing!"

"Ze Ye!" Gu Junshan's face suddenly became long, "Hurry up and apologize to classmate He!"

He Xianyu waved his hands generously, "Uncle Gu, Gu Er just doesn't want to accept it. If I beat him a few more times in the future, he will naturally accept it."

Gu Zeye rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, let's fight now."

Director Guo had been paying attention to what was going on here. Seeing this, he quickly came over to try to make peace: "A gentleman should talk, not fight. How about this? There will be a Chinese character dictation competition next weekend, and you two can compete again."

As a variety show director, Director Guo is not afraid of conflicts, but he is afraid that everyone will talk about virtue. He is happy to see the dispute between He and Gu, and even fuels it.

"Okay. He Xianyu, just wait to be my little brother!" Gu Zeye didn't believe it. Could he lose to an art student in Chinese? Last time, he was defeated by He Xianyu's cleverness. This time, Gu Zeye must get back at He Xianyu and make him cry and call him "boss".

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the oath-taking ceremony began.

Director Guo, as the interim principal, delivered the opening speech: "We are preparing for the June Moon Sword. With the warm spring breeze, the clarion call for preparations for the new year's college entrance examination has resounded through the sky. It's time for the Qinghe class to sprint for the college entrance examination..."

After Director Guo, it was the head teacher. When Xiao Qinghe stood on the podium, there was warm applause and cheers from the audience.

"Good afternoon, respected leaders, parents, and dear classmates." Xiao Qinghe gave an unscripted speech. "I am honored to be the head teacher of this class. In the days leading up to the college entrance examination, I will work hand in hand with you, walk through wind and rain, be your strongest backing, and protect you from the wind and rain. 100 days is a short time, fleeting. 100 days is a long time, enough to change the trajectory of our lives.

The poet Huang Tingjian wrote in his poem, "A cup of wine in the spring breeze, a lamp for ten years in the night rain", describing the ups and downs of his ten years of life. I feel deeply for the poet's ten years of hardship, and I am also moved by my classmates' ten years of struggle in the sea of ​​learning. I hope that in the last 100 days, students will clarify their goals, build confidence, correct their learning attitudes, use time efficiently, and work hard towards their goals.

I would like to share with you all who are about to take the college entrance examination a passage that I like very much: I was born to be a mountain, not a stream. I want to look down on the mediocre valleys from the top of the peaks. I was born to be a hero, not a weed. I stand on the shoulders of great men and look down on humble cowards! ”(Note 1)

The applause lasted for a long time. There was no exaggerated body language, no superb speaking skills, but every word he said was convincing.

Perhaps this is Xiao Qinghe's unique charm.

After the head teacher, Jing Chen began his speech as a student representative.

He Xianyu remembered his last words - "It's too crowded halfway up the mountain. Let's try our best to go to the top of the mountain!"

The 80/20 rule applies to all fields, especially the entertainment industry. Who doesn't want to be the second best or even the best with both fame and fortune? Opportunities and hard work are both indispensable. Instead of waiting for opportunities that may come your way, it is better to work hard on the ground. Only in this way can you seize the opportunity when it comes.

At the end of the ceremony, Jing Chen led all the students to take an oath: "We have the spirit of unity and hard work, and we have the faith to move forward courageously. Please rest assured, school, teachers, and parents, we have sounded the clarion call for the college entrance examination sprint. We will fight hard for a hundred days, forge ahead, and create brilliance together!"

After the oath, the staff distributed a big red balloon to each student. The students wrote their wishes on the balloon and then released the balloon with their parents.

He Xianyu held the pen and thought for a long time before he started writing.

Song Xue was already very impatient, but she had to pretend in front of the camera, and said softly: "Xiao Yu'er, you can write 'I want to go to the Central Academy of Drama'."

He Xianyu turned a deaf ear and wrote in neat handwriting:

Be a fish flying freely in the air.

He didn't want to set limits for himself in his new life. Who said fish can only live in water? He can also fly in the sky, freely and unrestrainedly.

The red balloon, carrying He Xianyu's dream, slowly rose into the sky.

After the oath-taking ceremony, He Xianyu sent Song Xue to the school gate.

Without cameras or outsiders watching, Song Xue took off her "loving mother" mask and rolled her eyes at He Xianyu. "Didn't you say you would commit suicide in front of me so that I can't get married? What? You have the guts to go to the Xiao family and cause trouble, but not the guts to commit suicide?"

After learning that the original owner had caused a big disturbance at the Xiao family, Song Xue rushed to the original owner's apartment and slapped him hard several times. Her eyebrows were raised high, and her whole face showed a bit of ferocity, "You have already ruined the first half of my life, do you want to ruin the second half of my life? If I had known that I would give birth to a beast like you, I would have aborted you."

The original owner's cheek was covered with several overlapping nail marks, burning with pain. "You just treated me as a tool to marry into the Lin family. My birth is worthless. Are you disappointed?"

"Yes! He Xianyu, your biological father doesn't recognize you, and your biological mother regrets giving birth to you. You have no relatives, no friends, no fans, and no one in this world loves you! Even if you die, no one will shed tears for you!" Song Xue's words pierced the most vulnerable part of the original owner's heart.

The scabs that had finally formed were instantly torn apart, blood oozed out, and the pain was so severe that he wished he was dying. "I will leave a suicide note saying that I am not satisfied with you finding me a stepfather, and I will prevent you from getting married."

What the original owner didn't expect was that after his death, Song Xue just shed a few tears in front of Xiao Jun symbolically, and then lived her life as a rich lady without any guilt.

He Xianyu said coldly: "Even if I committed suicide, you would only applaud. Then why should I obey your wishes? Don't worry, I will live well and wait to see your end."

Song Xue was extremely angry, "You——"

"Ms. Song, we're at the door, please go in." He Xianyu made a "please" gesture.

After sending Song Xue away, He Xianyu returned and unexpectedly met Chen Zhuo, who had changed into a dark gray suit.

"He Xianyu," Chen Zhuo called out to him, "the dry cleaning fee will be on you."

He Xianyu pointed at himself, looking puzzled: "Me?"

"Don't you like to be a good person? I'll let you do it to your heart's content." Chen Zhuo said unhappily.

Zhong Xiaoyin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Chen Zhuo glared at him and he shrank back like a quail in fear.

He Xianyu was speechless. He just complained about the broken plot of King Tianliang and offended the protagonist. Add to that the villains that the original owner had offended, how could he still have fun in this world?

Chen Zhuo imprinted the three words "unhappy" on his forehead, "Since you are my slave, you have to work hard for me. Don't complain about me no matter in front of me or behind my back."

He Xianyu imitated the eunuch's way of greeting and replied respectfully, "Yes."

"..." Chen Zhuo slowly raised the corners of his lips, three parts of ridicule, three parts of indifference, and four parts of indifference. He raised his sleeves and put them in front of He Xianyu, "Do you smell the suffocating smell of money?"

He Xianyu continued to apologize with a smile: "Boss Chen is joking, Boss Chen smells very good."

Chen Zhuo's face was six parts sneer and four parts indifference, "It's getting cold, do you want boiled fish or steamed fish?"

He Xianyu: “…………”

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