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Chapter 197 God's way to reward hard work is a trick to deceive people

When the four girls were already sitting in a nearby restaurant having dinner, Wang Xingrui asked curiously: "Guan Fei, didn't Brother Yang say he would come over after filming? I'm watching the crew group

Lidu said that he had already got off work and no one came!"

"Brother Yang is now the big boss and very busy!" Tang Yue picked up a French fries and stuffed it into his mouth.

"The burgers in this store are so delicious!" Su Yin obviously wasn't on the same page as them at all.

Only then did Guan Fei raise her head and said belatedly: "Oh, Brother Yang, it was Brother Bai who told me that he met a girl when he went out. I don't know what they said, but Brother Yang just

I decided to invite her to have dinner with me."

"A girl?" Tang Yue's eyes immediately began to burn with the flames of gossip: "Is she good-looking? Brother Yang, is he lucky this time?"

"Brother Yang, he's not this kind of person, is he?" Lin Xuan'er said after finishing the pizza in her mouth.

"Men," Tang Yue said with a confident look, "They are all the same. But Brother Yang is a single man who is unmarried and has no children, so he can understand everything he does."

"What are you doing?" Su Yin only listened to half of what she was eating, and now she couldn't keep up with their rhythm.

"Just make love." Wang Xingrui said so shockingly that Guan Fei almost choked on her coke.

"Ruirui, you understand very well!" Su Yin turned her head and looked at Wang Xingrui. After all, Wang Xingrui had that loli-like face, and it was quite exciting when she said such words.

"Ahem," Wang Xingrui calmly adjusted her clothes and then said, "Well, don't look at me like that. As for me, I actually read a lot of novels like this, so I understand a lot.

"

"That's right." Tang Yue chuckled at this time: "Ruirui not only reads novels, she also follows the Weibo public accounts of those wives, just to see the part about driving without being cheated, right Ruirui?

!”

"Oh," Wang Xingrui smiled. If she were in the past, she might have blushed in embarrassment, but now she can admit it openly. After all, the few people around her are her closest sisters.

"Who told Lujiang to be so strict? I can only turn on the light when describing anything below the neck."

As for the topical figure that they had completely forgotten, Zhou Yiyang was slowly cooking hot pot in the restaurant.

The fat girl opposite was very reserved at first, but then the aroma of the hot pot was too strong. Finally, the fat girl gave up her reserve and started eating meat like Zhou Yiyang.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhou Yiyang touched his belly and felt it was thicker than usual. Could it be said that eating with fat people can also increase people's appetite?

"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?" Zhou Yiyang asked after picking up a napkin and wiping the corners of his mouth.

For some reason, when the fat girl raised her head and looked at Zhou Yiyang, she felt as if he was a different person.

When they were having dinner, Zhou Yiyang was as casual as one of her friends. But now, Zhou Yiyang's look and tone became that of a majestic big boss.

"I saw the announcement on the official website of Yiyang Entertainment, and it was recruiting artists. So, I wanted to come and recommend myself."

"Huh?" Zhou Yiyang wondered if he heard it wrong. A self-recommended artist? It sounds quite interesting.

"Mr. Zhou," the fat girl said after she said her purpose, her body was full of courage. "My friends and I are all drama actors. We have been performing since college."

"Drama actor?" Zhou Yiyang gently stroked the table with his fingers: "Tell me more specifically."

"There are seven of us in total." The fat girl immediately felt much better when she saw that Zhou Yiyang did not reject her directly. At least she saw a slim hope here. "We were originally from a drama club, and then we went out to perform.

At that time, I found that many people liked our performances, so I thought, why not start a theater troupe of my own?"

"So the seven of us saved money together, formed a troupe, and performed every week in the theater of our school. Our performances were even featured in the "Hujiang Daily". But then everyone graduated and we couldn't perform in the school.

The show was on, so we had to rent a theater and try to sell tickets. However, after we started charging, fewer and fewer people would come to watch the show. Now if we can't find investors, it's really...

It can only be disbanded."

"No more?" Zhou Yiyang asked after listening.

"Yeah." The fat girl felt cold. Seeing Zhou Yiyang's attitude, she felt that her slim hope was dashed.

"Since the reality has told you the answer, it means that the seven of you are not suitable to take this path. Why insist on breaking the bank? It is also wise to stop the loss in time."

"Mr. Zhou," the fat girl couldn't believe what she just heard: "But haven't you been writing songs to tell us that we must persevere?"

"Yes, I said so. Persistence is very important. But some persistence is just a waste of time. Of course, you will definitely not be convinced when I say this, and you will definitely be very angry. In this way, I will show you the theater tomorrow night when I am free.

Send me the address and I’ll take a look.”

After Zhou Yiyang finished speaking, he called the waiter: "Pay the bill."

The waiter smiled sweetly: "Sir, the total is 1,300. Should I pay by credit card or WeChat?"

"WeChat." Zhou Yiyang glanced at the fat girl who hadn't recovered yet: "Perform a good performance tomorrow. If you want to be my artist, you must amaze me."

After Zhou Yiyang left, the fat girl reluctantly left this high-end hot pot restaurant.

Of course she didn't forget to locate the restaurant and send it to Moments.

In just one minute, there were more than ten comments.

"Sister, are you rich? Eat such high-end food!"

"Damn it, isn't this just that expensive Internet celebrity hot pot restaurant! It's so low-key for you to post your location just when you're passing by!"

"Fat sister, are you still in the mood to eat? Five people came to the theater last week, and we can't even make back the electricity bill!"

Someone from her troupe also sent her a WeChat message:

"Pang Li, didn't you say you were going to see Mr. Zhou of Yiyang Entertainment? Why did you go to dinner? And you ate such expensive hot pot. You must have planned to quit the troupe, so you let yourself go completely!"

"How is that possible?" Pang Li sighed. Her fat body was walking under the bright street lights, surrounded by people talking and laughing. She felt a little embarrassed.

It turns out that pursuing dreams is such an embarrassing thing.

"I found Mr. Zhou, and he told me that he might hire us if our performance tomorrow catches his eye."

Pang Li walked back to the theater, which was rented to different people for seven days. From Monday to Wednesday, it was used for teaching by a hip-hop troupe. On Thursday and Friday, it was used by a teacher from an art academy to tutor art exams. Saturday belonged to a female student.

group and gave it to them on Sunday.

"So we have to change shifts tomorrow?" After listening to Pang Li's words, the people in the troupe felt hopeful, but also a little nervous.

"Yeah, I don't know if people are willing to do it." Pang Li patted her head. She regretted a little. Why did she forget to tell Zhou Yiyang that they could only perform on Sunday.

"I definitely don't want to." A boy said firmly: "The parents of those students were the first to object. I think we should look elsewhere and rent it for a day."

"But who will pay for this!" A short girl expressed everyone's thoughts: "We have no money to rent a place at all. Let alone a last-minute rent, the money is more expensive. And didn't Pang Li say that Mr. Zhou is right

We’re not optimistic about it either, so we might as well not bother with it.”

"So what you mean is," Pang Li's face immediately sank: "We just give up this opportunity?"

"Yes." The short girl was not afraid: "Give up! Why are we persisting? Mr. Zhou is right, we should stop the loss in time!"

"But Lily, you were not like this four years ago. You kept telling me that acting is your lifelong pursuit, that you like drama, and that you like to make the audience happy..." Pang Li couldn't believe that such words could come from her roommate.

Tell me why she can give up so easily.

"Stop talking." Lily interrupted Pang Li: "You can't feed people if you like it. I can't even pay for tomorrow's food. Do you want me to starve to death on the streets for my dream? I have long thought about it.

Understand, we really have no talent. Those audiences didn’t like our performance at all!”

"But when we were in school, there were obviously many people watching..."

"That's because in school, we don't charge fees!" Lily completely revealed the reality that all of them were unwilling to face: "Don't talk about the bad environment! Other troupes are living well, but we are the only ones watching.

.Why? It’s not because we don’t have talent. I will go back to my hometown tomorrow.”

"What?" Pang Li turned to look at Lily: "Are you going home?"

"Yes, I'm going back. My mother has found a stable job for me in the township government." Lily looked at Pang Li seriously, as if she had seen them when they just went to college four years ago.

At that time, they were not afraid of anything and were high-spirited. They hated the routine life, and they would resist those who took the civil service examination to find an iron job. They did not understand why the senior seniors gave up Shanghai and returned to their own 18th century.

Line’s hometown.

At that time, they would sit on the benches of the school theater, talking about today's packed performance, and dreaming about performing on a bigger stage in the future.

At that time, they all firmly believed that four years later, all seven of them would have a bright future.

But now, Lily still chooses to go home.
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