Through tears, the phantom gradually becomes clear I see, the sweet, sad years, the sad years In the years of my life alternately cast me a shadow — Mrs. Browning, "The Portuguese Sonnets" After the phone rang a full three times, I finally gathered up a little strength, slowly stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and struggled to grab the landline next to the pillow. As soon as she pressed the call button, Miss Min's sharp and helpless voice echoed throughout the room, "Miss Du, are you still sleeping? Wake up!" I really want to cover my head with the quilt or shout "I'm not going" in the same sharp voice to go back, but I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to go crazy.In the end I just buried my face under the covers and protested feebly, "I'm going to sleep, I still have a day to rest!"

Sister Min said, "You must be sleepy, today is already the fifteenth!" I was secretly startled.Is that right?When I was unconscious, two days passed without a sound?It seems that time is not the same for everyone, and I have never found the theory of relativity so practical as it is today. "I'll call her, Miss Min." There was a clear male voice on the other end of the phone. My face was very stiff, and the person who spoke was my younger brother, who is also the current boss - Qiao Xining. I raised my eyelids, took a picture of the video, and saw a face with a happy smile on the screen.

"Ali," he smiled, flattering and aggrieved, "You know, I can't do without you." I lost my temper completely when I heard his voice, I sat up from the bed, rubbed my eyes, "I really want to quit my job." This is not the first time that the word "resign" has been said to him, and the deterrent effect is really not great. Sure enough, Qiao Xining was still smiling, "Even if you want to resign, you have to come to the company to go through the formalities first... Ah, how about I ask the company driver to pick you up downstairs? Anyway, please, you must come today. You can rest tomorrow Bar?"

What he said made sense, I gritted my teeth, "...forget it, I'll take a taxi myself." Taking other people's money naturally has to do things for them. Besides, this is my responsibility, and I can't shirk it. A few days ago, Qiao Xining's concert tour ended, and I also got a three-day vacation.I was supposed to have a good rest at home, but before I got home, a text message from Xiao Yang, the senior, had already come from the handheld computer, saying that in the United Bank system software I tested two months ago, a 10k small plug-in had a code overflow phenomenon. The bug needs to be fixed quickly.

I haven’t made such a low-level mistake for a long time, and I was so frightened that I started to re-check the safety and integrity of the banking system while on the road. After returning home, I spent a full day and night to completely plug the loopholes before I dared to go to bed. . I've been tired for too long, and I just feel woken up by the phone as soon as I lay down on the bed.I washed up hastily, grabbed my glasses and put them on, grabbed my satchel and stuffed a bunch of things into it, then took the elevator downstairs.I was too tired to drive myself, so I took a taxi to the gate of the record company.

Sitting in the taxi, I fell asleep.After nearly three months of training, I realized that I can't adapt to the job of celebrity assistant at all, especially if your boss is still a smash hit little heavenly king.Although he didn't want me to do heavy work at all, my physical and mental consumption was also considerable. The painful experience told me that the life at home is more suitable for me. The taxi stopped at the gate of Polu Records. I grabbed my pass and was about to rush into the elevator, when I saw Qiao Xining and sister Min coming out of the elevator.The two heaved a long sigh of relief, and grabbed me into the nanny's car.

In the car, Sister Min seemed very relieved. She shook her head, "I didn't see you all morning, and you called countless times before you answered. To be honest, if you don't come again, we will call the police." Sister Min is Qiao Xining's manager, she has a lot of hands and eyes, and a wide network of contacts, she can be called omnipotent.Qiao Xining was born as a rookie in the draft. After five years of hard work in the industry, she has completely evolved into a generation of popular little kings. Sister Min has contributed a lot. I couldn't even open my eyes and nodded weakly.

Qiao Xining sat next to me and observed my mental state, "I remember I left enough rest time for you, why do you look more tired than me? Heh heh, you must not have a rest at home, and you are too busy playing with your computer! " I sighed and nodded feebly, he was right. I said succinctly: "The Fangshan Bank system software I tested a year ago had a code overflow phenomenon, which is a security risk. I modified it for two full days." He stared at me curiously, "Why, are you still taking your hacker job?" I never fight a computer idiot unless he doesn't understand the nature of my work.

"Not a hacker," I corrected him sternly, "a system security tester." "I think it's pretty much the same," he grinned, "Isn't my salary high enough for you?" "It's not about the money!" He laughed, "I know I know, just kidding." Qiao Xining's family is quite well-off, and now he is a big star. There are three assistants alone. They are more ignorant of the sufferings of the world than I am, and they keep asking questions that make me collapse.Although he has been compared with me since he was a child, he doesn't care at all, he always says "let the girls go a little bit", with a tolerant attitude, he is indeed a good person to get along with.

"However," Qiao Xining put on a serious look, "Ali, let me give you a raise!" I couldn't help laughing, "No need." Qiao Xining put on a frustrated face, "Are you sure you don't need it? I know money won't keep you! Li, I can do whatever you want! Do you need me to promise you?" His lively performance made my mouth twitch - he should really be an actor instead of a singer.But thanks to him, I finally recovered my spirits. Our sarcasm Min saw it in her eyes, and she coughed, "Okay, stop making trouble. Time is running out, A Li, didn't you say you could help us analyze An Lu? I said, is it really useful?"

"Of course." I said calmly. I always carry around a huge bag with my seven-inch laptop, cell phone, charger, and several other electronics.Opening the folding screen, I tapped the keyboard with my fingers like flying, called up the software, and projected it on the fender of the car. An Lu, one of the ace hosts of Max TV, is 32 years old this year.Her studio is not as rigid as other people's, coffee and snacks are readily available, and she is never superior to the guests.The atmosphere of the studio is relaxed and warm, allowing the guests to completely forget the cameras and the thousands of viewers sitting in front of the TV.In her talk show, there are all kinds of guests, most of whom are celebrities from all walks of life, such as politicians, well-known writers, top scientists, CEOs of large companies...the list goes on, and entertainers are just a small category of them. An Lu is very good at guiding in the show, and she always seems to make the interviewer tell the truth-she guides by listening.On her show, people seem to open up easily.Except, of course, for particularly bad conversation partners.Almost every two or three months, something amazing breaks out on her show.For more than two years, the ratings of her program have remained high, and she is the trump card program in the eyes of the audience. Going on her show has the danger of being led to tell the truth, but it also shows that the interviewee's popularity has reached a certain level.Qiao Xining's being on her show shows that he is really popular. However, An Lu's program has a characteristic. Her team will conduct a lot of background information investigations on the guests. Most people have no way of knowing what she investigates. With the support of a large amount of information, she never greets the guests in advance and says, "I want to ask This and that question."Several guests said in online interviews that she is always so unexpected that you never know what her next question will be, which also makes many people feel distressed. When Qiao Xining was invited by her, he was both happy and worried. "What if she asks some sharp or even private questions?" Qiao Xining's family is well-off, but there are some bad rumors in the entertainment industry, and he is most afraid of people asking this. I was playing video games with him in the hotel room, and I pouted, "Why worry? People always have routines." "Ok?" I am a believer in the omnipotence of science and technology, advocating technical analysis and quantification.So I answered his question, "There is a lot of information about her interviews on the Internet. As long as I use web page information extraction software to analyze, summarize and organize according to keywords, I can get the most likely questions she asked." "Well," Qiao Xining nodded, "I thought it was impossible at first, but after you describe it, it sounds very simple." "It wasn't too much trouble." Sister Min interjected without losing the opportunity, "Ah Li, then please help me analyze it. We should make preparations early." So out of nowhere, I picked up on this. At this time, I was sitting in the car talking non-stop, sliding my fingers on the screen while explaining, "...she cares most about the childhood of the guests. Every guest will be asked this question without exception. She was in a show Saying that she is a Freudian, she wondered how human success is related to family relationships. Her second focus was..." Qiao Xining listened very carefully. "In short, after analysis, I found that the keyword that appeared the most in all her interviews was 'success'. Most of her questions revolved around how the guests achieved success. Give the most real reason." I said, "I think it's probably because people always yearn for success, which is why the ratings of her show are so high." Sister Min gave her two thumbs-ups, and smiled at Qiao Xining, "It's really a good deal for the company to use the assistant's money to hire a think tank." Qiao Xining beamed with joy, "My Ali is omnipotent. This is the benefit of childhood sweethearts." Regardless of childhood sweethearts, I have known him since I can remember.Otherwise, even if he moved out of Jinshanyinshan, I would not come to be his assistant. I secretly wondered where on earth he had stolen such a good spirit.He held five concerts with tens of thousands of people in five cities. I accompanied him all the way. I saw that he only slept for five hours a day. He started working again in the next day, and he seemed to be very energetic. So I thought: After all, I ate this bowl of rice. Due to the traffic jam on the road, when we parked downstairs at Max, the agreed time was running out. Although I often pass by, this is the first time I have been to the Max headquarters. I cannot enter the headquarters building. I go to the podium building next to the program production center.The interview studio is on the ninth floor, next to the dressing room. I looked around, and it seemed that this place was no different from ordinary large companies, except that it was much more lively, the scene was messy, and the staff in gray overalls hurried to and fro in the corridor without turning their eyes, shouting and yelling from far and near. As soon as Qiao Xining arrived, he was pushed into the dressing room by the program producer, followed by Sister Min, and I sat on the bench in the corridor, enduring my tiredness and falling asleep. Suddenly I heard a commotion, the elevator door diagonally opposite to me opened, and a young woman in a light green suit came out surrounded by a crowd of people. It is difficult for anyone to look good in light green, but she is an exception. The producer was talking to her in a low voice, saying "Why did you come here", and handed over a stack of manuscripts, his tone was very tactful, and there was no intention of accusation. "I have the numbers." After answering three words, she lowered her head to read the manuscript with her eyebrows twitched, and walked past me in a hurry with a blank expression on her face, and the wind that she brought passed by my ears. The makeup artist trotted along with her. I suddenly thought she looked familiar, and the next second I finally remembered that she was the host who was about to interview Qiao Xining——An Lu. I went to see Qiao Xining in the makeup room, he was being transformed by the makeup artist. He posed for me in the mirror and said triumphantly, "Ali, how do I look now?" Probably because I am too familiar with Qiao Xining, I am immune to the so-called "handsome", "beautiful" and "gorgeous" looks, and naturally I have lost my ability to discern his appearance. I said casually: "It's okay." He acts like a broken heart. Fortunately, my point of view does not hinder the evaluation of him by record companies and fans-he has gorgeous looks, with deep eyeliner and fair skin.For some reason, when the corners of the mouth were raised slightly, there was a fierce and evil temperament between the eyebrows and eyes, almost like a young duke from a vampire castle. Sister Min stared at him thoughtfully, "This look needs to be changed." "Ok?" "I'm still young, so I can take this route, but after a few years, I will be suspected of pretending to be tender." When I was studying, girls from our class, the class next door, and even other grades often came to me to inquire about everything about Qiao Xining.In their eyes, Qiao Xining was simply an earth-shattering existence.I still remember a female classmate said something like this, "Ah, Qiao Xining has a dreamlike appearance, every time I see him, I feel refreshed and happy, and I feel that the world is so beautiful-it seems that the world is only black and white. Being splashed with colorful paint by a certain painter, it instantly turned into a gorgeous and charming huge color photo! Ah, Du Li, do you understand?" I really can't imagine that kind of picture, and I always look confused about such speeches. Therefore, my classmates often say: "Geek is of course different from us." I can't argue with that. Twenty minutes later, the program recording started. Qiao Xining finally got a haircut and walked into the studio. The fans in the auditorium cheered—the TV station has worked hard on this point and definitely made the artists feel at home. Sister Min and I also entered through the back door. The studio is quite large, with a round coffee table in the middle filled with exquisite snacks.But I guess, Qiao Xining is not in the mood to eat, and An Lu is not such an easy character to deal with. Sure enough, her first question came out of nowhere. She picked up the remote control on the table and clicked on the screen, and the big screen in the studio showed the scene of tens of thousands of people cheering at the concert, "I had a friend who went to your concert a few days ago, and it is said that tens of thousands of fans gathered together." Shouting 'A-Ning, I love you', and fans fainting, the scene is very exciting." Qiao Xining listened carefully, and said with a smile: "I am also very, very touched." "If I remember correctly, this is your third solo concert." An Lu smiled sweetly, and another picture popped up on the big screen, "This is the photo of your first concert. You're a backup dancer at Yingying's concert, aren't you?" An Lu's background investigation team really lived up to their reputation. This is really her usual method. Qiao Xining looked at the comparison photos and replied, "That's right, I was still in college." "At that time, did you think that one day in the future, you would also hold a concert? Not as a foil for others, but as the protagonist." Qiao Xining nodded, "Of course I thought about it, it's like a dream." Then he talked about his dream back then. He has been quite clever since he was a child, and now he has been immersed in the circle for many years. Even if An Lu's question is a bit difficult, he can still answer it with a little thought. After a few questions, Sister Min's cell phone rang, and she went out to answer the phone and asked me to watch the scene. Pity me for standing for a long time, drowsiness grows like weeds in spring, I just want to find a place to lie down and take a nap. When I was studying abroad, there was an Indian senior in the same school. He had many strange abilities, one of which was to sleep standing up. He fell asleep quickly and of high quality, which was praised by everyone.I have always envied him, but it is a pity that I failed to cultivate his superb ability. Looking around, I found that there was an empty sofa some years ago in the corner behind the auditorium, and I ran over happily.After sitting down, I realized that this location is perfect, it will not be photographed by the camera, and you can see the whole live broadcast room from bottom to top. I couldn't find a better seat than here. I was so tired that I leaned against the wall and began to doze off almost as soon as I sat down. Light sleep should be dreamless, but I had a dream. In the dream, I suddenly fell off a cliff, falling rapidly in weightlessness.I twitched and opened my eyes. In a daze, I exhaled lightly, and there was a faint stream of heating coming from the left side. I squeezed to the side, and wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly found something wrong——I don’t know when, there was actually something wrong on the sofa next to me. A strange man sat... But I tilted my head and fell asleep with my cheek on his shoulder! His shoulders are broad, his height is just right, and the fabric of his clothes is also very soft, which is very comfortable to stick on. Hey, what am I thinking? The next second I straightened up with a whoosh, vaguely aware that the other party turned to look at me.I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do, and I said repeatedly: "I'm sorry... I accidentally fell asleep." The other party didn't make a sound, just shook his head. I think he's saying he doesn't care. He was wearing a light gray fine fleece sweater, with a specific expression - I rubbed my eyes, hey, why is it a little blurry? Where are my glasses? Probably due to being in front of the computer all the year round, my eyesight is not very good, besides myopia, I also have astigmatism, people are blurry even at a very close distance, and I can roughly distinguish facial features, but it is difficult to see clearly.I usually wear contact lenses when I go out. I was too hasty this morning, so I grabbed a pair of corrective glasses and came to be Qiao Xining's attendant. ——The glasses, probably rubbed off when I just dozed off next to him.I squinted slightly and leaned down to find my glasses. The man next to me stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of me. My black-rimmed glasses lay quietly in his hand. His palm is big and his fingers are slender. My fingertips touch his palm, which is dry and warm.I hurriedly took the glasses in my hands, and whispered thanks to him hastily and embarrassingly. "No problem." Two simple words, the voice is low and very pleasant. Immediately, he got up from his seat and left through the small door on the side.I put on my glasses while thinking about it, and realized that after sleeping on his shoulder for so long, I couldn't even see what he looked like clearly. As the studio interview continued, I got off the couch and headed to the vending machine to buy a can of coffee to beat my drowsiness. There are vending machines on every floor of Max's program production center building, standing at the end of the corridor.Now I am not the only one who wants to buy some drinks. There is a tall man standing in front of the vending machine. He has a very good posture, his shoulders are spread, and his back is sleek and neat.Using an unskilled gesture, he stuffed a large-denomination banknote into the banknote inlet of the vending machine, then raised his hand and rubbed his right shoulder. I waited silently behind him. This wait lasted for a minute, and the machine swallowed the banknotes, but no drink came out. Glancing secretly at the man in front of me, he still kept his back straight and stood still, continuing to stare at the vending machine in a very determined posture, as if he could generate electricity through his eyes and make the drinks he needed Like falling down quickly. I cleared my cough and interjected, "Excuse me, please let me come, I'll help you get the banknote—" The man turned his head slightly unexpectedly, I saw his facial features clearly, and his voice stopped abruptly. The man in front of me has a rare and handsome appearance. His complexion is fair, his facial features are distinct, his eyelashes are long, and his pupils are like ink, like the shadow in the shade when the sun is the strongest.He has a calm expression, with a neat and unrestrained meaning. I have never seen such a handsome man in my life.I don't think my knowledge is superficial, and Qiao Xining is just an ordinary-looking young man in my opinion. ——"...every time I see him, I feel refreshed and happy, and feel that the world is so beautiful—it seems that the world, which is only black and white, is suddenly splashed with colorful paint by a certain painter, and it instantly becomes a gorgeous and charming giant. It’s like a color photo! Ah, Du Li, do you understand?” I don't know why, but the words of my classmate more than ten years ago sounded in my ears again. Probably because I stared at him for too long, I felt my cheeks were terribly hot, so I had to lower my head to hide my gaffe.I stood in front of the vending machine, reached out and fumbled in my satchel, and finally found my seven-inch notebook. I unfolded the screen and keyboard—even though it was only seven inches, it was a foldable screen and keyboard. It's just a small computer. The vending machines are all connected to the credit card system, and there are several credit card related clients on my computer. My elder brother said that I am completely digitalized and fully utilize the advantages of the information society. This is true. I am the kind of person who will never use cash as long as I can use a credit card. I quickly typed on the keyboard with one hand, and the vending machine dinged, and the banknotes he just inserted obediently came out. I took the banknotes and returned them to him, explaining: "There should be a problem with the banknote recognition system of the vending machine, and I have already reported it for repair." "Thank you." He nodded politely. This voice is so familiar... My eyes widened suddenly, "Ah, are you that gentleman just now?" I clearly saw that the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows. At that moment, it was like the warm spring sun, or melting ice and snow.I suddenly remembered the action of rubbing his shoulders just now, it must have been pressed by my head for a long time, and it was a little numb. I felt very ashamed, my face was red and my ears were red: "Sorry, I didn't see you clearly just now, I caused you trouble." He shook his head. I kept asking him: "What do you want to drink? I'll buy you something to apologize." He said softly, "No need." "No, no, I'm very sorry for causing you a lot of trouble. I haven't had a good rest these days, and I'm very sleepy, so I fell asleep unknowingly..." I secretly looked at his handsome face, and suddenly Frustratingly thinking that he might not even want to know the reason why I fell asleep leaning on him, the voice subconsciously became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped altogether, "Anyway, I must buy you something to drink! Tell me one." He thought briefly, then glanced at me again, "Coffee." "What a coincidence, I want coffee too," I said happily, "do you need to heat it up?" "yes." I nodded repeatedly and moved my fingers quickly. A minute later, two cans of heated coffee rolled out together. He took the coffee, nodded to me and said "thank you", and left from the other end of the corridor.Most of the staff of the program group were in the studio, and the corridor was much quieter than before.I watched him leave, his slender figure walked through the corridor, turned his feet, pushed open a door in the corridor, and walked in. I leaned against the wall, pulled the pull ring, and took a sip of coffee. I felt refreshed, my vision was much clearer, and my brain was brightened. Then I suddenly thought of something. If I remember correctly, the room that the man walked into just now is the dressing room of the talk show host An Lu?How can a man get into a woman's dressing room? Surprise only existed for a few seconds.I stood by the vending machine, swallowed the last sip of coffee, threw the coffee can and the tab still on my hand into the trash, reopened the laptop, and opened the browser. I tapped my finger on the screen, entered a few sets of keywords, and then several news pictures flashed past my eyes, and I finally realized it. ——Shen Qinyan. Last year's Best Actor at the Golden Image Awards, the famous movie star Shen Qinyan, is in full swing. Besides, he has another identity, An Lu's boyfriend. So he would come to the TV station to visit the set, naturally because he cared about his girlfriend. So no one stopped him from entering An Lu's dressing room. I silently stared at his photo on the computer in a daze, my mind went blank.After a long time, I thought, his real person is really different from the photo.The Shen Qinyan in the photo is handsome, but after all, it is a projection in the two-dimensional world, and every move has a fixed pattern; while the real person is much more lively. Apart from being reticent, he has a very good personality and is silent. Let me sleep on it for at least twenty minutes without complaint. Just this quiet self-cultivation demeanor is impressive.