Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Instant Fame
The days passed quickly, and of course Zhanbo didn't care about Wanyu's little mistake.However, Zhanbo's Transformers cannot be sold, but the rent still has to be paid.Wanyu, Zhanbo and Yifei came to the apartment bar again to advise Wanyu on her work problems.
"Wan Yu, how is your job search going?" Zhan Bo asked with concern.
Wan Yu felt disappointed: "There is no progress. It has been a few months, why is it so difficult to find a job?"
Yifei's enthusiasm remained unchanged: "What kind of job are you looking for? I'll help you pay attention."
Wan Yu looked at the ceiling of the bar, and said, "Well... I want a job where I sit all the time, because standing makes me tired."
"It's simple." Yifei replied.
Wan Yu continued: "Well...it's better not to be far from home, so that it won't take too much time on the road."
"Hmm." Yifei shrugged.
Wan Yu tilted her head with a pure expression: "It's best not to show your face in public, it will be very troublesome if you attract a lot of bad guys."
Yifei couldn't help laughing: "You're asking a lot... the best boss is an idiot, right?" She added one to Wanyu.
Wan Yu really thought about it seriously, and put forward a new opinion: "This...haha, it would be the best if you can make money without going to work, haha."
Yifei sighed helplessly.
Xiaoxian came in from the outside and said viciously, "I'm going to kill her! Kill her! Kill her!" She crossed her hands in a gesture of Ultraman's nirvana.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Xiaoxian gasped, his face flushed red.Wan Yu jokingly said, "Did he eat fake milk powder again?"
Yifei also made fun of him: "Mr. Zeng, what are you unhappy about? Tell us to make everyone happy!"
"Who else is there? Judy! My phone editor! Her work performance is getting more and more outrageous." Xiaoxian said angrily.
Zhanbo was curious: "What did she do?"
Xiaoxian began to brew the atmosphere of the story: "Last Saturday night, I slept soundly, and suddenly received a call. Guess who it is?"
Yifei rushed to answer: "Your phone editor?"
"No, it's a beauty columnist with a pen name of Meteor Bowknot. She told me that she plans to help me publish an autobiography - "My Romantic Story on the Radio". .
"Really?" Wan Yu said suspiciously.
Xiaoxian spoke with great enthusiasm: "Of course it is true. As we all know, the audience rating of my program has been getting better and better recently, and some advertising companies even asked me if I would like to accept commercial endorsements."
"What brand? A watch? A suit? Or a car?" Wan Yu became happier as she talked, as if she had accepted an advertisement.
Three words popped out of Xiaoxian's mouth: "Yeyexiang." He blinked his eyes with air.
Wan Yu was disappointed: "What is this? Mosquito coils?"
"It's a sleeping pill, in a blue bottle." Xiaoxian said mysteriously.
Yifei suddenly sat upright: "Dear friend - do you want to sleep forever? I suggest you listen to Zeng Xiaoxian's program or take 16 Yeyexiang sleeping pills. Yeyexiang sleeping pills - whoever uses it will know." Finally, he made a statement The style of whispering, blinking fiercely.
"Don't interrupt. I'm discussing my phone editing right now."
"That's right, but your phone editor hasn't appeared yet." Yifei said.
"It's coming soon," Ke Xiaoxian was still circling, "Then the columnist told me to record every day's program. As a file, it can be used as material when she helps me write a book in the future. Then I told him, there is no need to do this at all. The audience praises me for a good program, and I am only serving the people. Then she said, you are too humble. Looking at so many radio hosts, I am her The most selling point I’ve ever seen. So she insisted that I record all the programs, and I pushed her back in every possible way. In the end, it’s better to be respectful than obedient.” Xiaoxian danced and danced until the end, clasping her hands together with a shameless face smug smile.
"Your phone editor still hasn't appeared." Yifei said coldly.
"Listen up. My editor on the phone did something that nearly passed out."
"She killed that stupid columnist?" Yifei was extremely excited about this kind of thing.
Xiaoxian said impatiently: "The relationship in the story is very complicated. If I were you, I would listen to it before commenting."
"Okay." Yifei shut up obediently.
Xiaoxian continued to talk: "So I told my assistant that every episode of the show will be recorded in the future, and then burned into a CD. She..."
"She didn't record it?" Yifei still couldn't restrain herself.
Zeng Xiaoxian glared at her, and Yifei said shyly, "OK, ok, I'll keep listening. I won't interrupt."
"She finished the recording, and I listened to it from beginning to end, and the sound quality was very clear. So I asked her to take it and mark the date and title on the CD. But she actually, actually wrote the words on the front and back, or engraved it with a ballpoint pen. It went up. All my CDs were destroyed. That’s how it happened.” Xiaoxian took out the CD angrily, and threw it heavily on the coffee table.
Everyone didn't respond for a long time.
Xiaoxian felt something was wrong: "Don't you think my assistant is terrible?"
Yifei asked, "What is the whole story you want to tell?"
Xiaoxian reiterated: "My assistant, she actually wrote the words on the back of the disc."
Yifei continued to ask: "What about the front?"
"The front is foreshadowing."
Everyone: "Ah~~~" They all fell down.
Zhanbo commented: "Now I know why The Lord of the Rings has three episodes."
Wan Yu picked up the CD and looked it over carefully. Both sides of the CD were covered with dense ballpoint pen characters. She was amazed: "Look, not only the writing, but also a stamp!" Yifei's eyes flickered.
Wanyu's new discovery made Xiaoxian even more furious: "She is too old, and she has no idea how difficult it is to have such a stable job in modern society!"
"You can fire her." Yifei said easily.
I didn't expect Xiaoxian to change so quickly: "What are you talking about! I don't plan to do this. You must know that in modern society, it is a lot to find such a young man who is willing to help you, stable, and doesn't make too many demands. Not an easy thing."
Yifei blinked helplessly.
"By the way, you can ask Wan Yu to be your editor, she is smart and capable." Zhan Bo happily suggested.
Wan Yu also reacted and nodded frequently.And thinking about what Yifei said just now: "Sit to work, close to home, don't need to show your face, and the boss is an idiot. Yes! bingo!"
Xiao Xian said mockingly: "Thank you Zhanbo, this is a really good idea. If her super rich father knows that she helps me work, he will buy our radio station and transform it into a museum in a rage, and I will be the curator what?"
Yifei added insult to injury: "If you are the director of the station, you will be the curator at most, and you will make specimens at most."
Wan Yu immediately promised: "No one will know. And I can do this job."
Xiaoxian waved his hand: "This job requires people to act very—ordinary."
"I am?" Wan Yu pointed at herself.
Xiaoxian looked her up and down: "Your Cartier earrings and this LV limited edition in your hand are more expensive than my mixer and phone editor combined."
Wan Yu innocently defended: "But this is my most common thing."
"That's the problem."
Wan Yu made a concession: "Okay, okay. I just don't wear it."
Xiaoxian still looked at Miss Zujin with a puzzled expression.
Zi Qiao rushed in hurriedly.
"Hey! You won't believe me when you tell me, guess what I just met in the subway?"
Wan Yu rushed to say: "Let me guess - the beggar's wallet was stolen by a fool, the blind man saw it, the dumb man yelled, the deaf man was startled, the hunchback stepped forward, the lame man kicked up, the wanted criminal pulled He went to the Public Security Bureau, and Mazi said to let it go for my sake." He was quite happy when he finished speaking, but it attracted everyone's attention.
"What a mess, I met a scout." Zi Qiao threw out explosive news.
Wan Yu was even happier when she heard it: "Sure enough, it's even more outrageous than what I said."
Zi Qiao was eager to prove: "This is the business card of the brokerage company."
Everyone leaned over to look at the business cards.
Zhan Bo read aloud: "Hongdandan Performing Arts Brokerage Company."
Wan Yu snatched it over: "It's bright red."
Zi Qiao added embellishment: "This company is very famous in Southeast Asia. I saw it in the newspaper last time."
Yifei was deeply skeptical: "You also read newspapers?"
Zi Qiao said hesitantly: "I saw their advertisement when I wrapped the ham in the newspaper. I will go for an interview tomorrow, just wait, my brilliant acting career is about to start." Zi Qiao said When he was happy, he waved his arm and just hit the waiter beside him.The tray with the entire cup of coffee spilled on his lap.
"Ah! My leg hair!" Zi Qiao carelessly touched the burn.
Yifei watched and nodded with a serious expression: "It is indeed time to pluck the hair (unplug the anchor)."
Early the next morning, Ziqiao knocked on the door of Hongtongtong's acting agency office.
"Come in."
Zi Qiao just poked her head in and saw a vulgar woman smoking a cigar, with gold-rimmed eyes, a faded velvet jacket wrapped in lace underwear, and rings all over her hands.
Ziqiao asked tremblingly, "Excuse me, is this Hongtongtong's agency? I'm looking for Shan Dianxia, Miss Shan."
Sister Shan flipped through the records and said to herself as if no one else was there: "Let me see, is my name still called this? Shan Dianxia, ha, it's okay, yes. That's right. Please come in."
Only then did Ziqiao enter the room: "Are you Miss Shan...?" She felt that the name was so awkward.
Sister Shan was unexpectedly generous: "If you are still imagining that the person who will receive you is a beautiful and sexy girl. Then let me tell you, you are 30 years late."
Zi Qiao didn't understand.
Sister Shan's face darkened: "You don't like my humor?"
Ziqiao hurriedly put on a smile: "Ah! Hahaha, you are so humorous."
Sister Shan has upgraded boldness to roughness: "If I were you, I would definitely not stand there in a daze like that. Find a chair and sit down. You will only expose your short legs if you keep standing. Stupid boy. "
Ziqiao quickly sat down nearby: "Hi, I'm Lu Ziqiao." She didn't dare to raise her head.
Sister Shan didn't listen to him at all, she turned around and took a puff of her cigar, then turned her head and blew out a smoke ring, Zi Qiao choked.
"Again, I don't have any confidence at all." Sister Shan's face was serious, revealing furrow-like wrinkles.
For the first time, Ziqiao looked like a primary school student in front of a woman: "My name is... ahem, Lu Ziqiao." This woman was indeed beyond his capacity.
"Don't tell me, I don't care what your name is. All the people who come to our place start with this sentence, and it doesn't make any difference to me. Lu Ziqiao, Lu Duqiao, Lu Shaqiao... Can you say something new? Listen to me, young man. Are you too nervous? Have a cigarette." Sister Shan said, and opened a box, and the cigars inside were blooming like gold.
Zi Qiao hurriedly waved her hands: "I don't smoke." Sister Shan closed the box fiercely.
Sister Shan hooked her fingers at Zi Qiao, and Zi Qiao quickly leaned her head towards her: "Secretly tell you: our company does not allow smoking, but who made me the boss, ha ha ha ha."Ziqiao had a smile on her face, but her little heart was plopping.
Ziqiao felt that she should take advantage of the boss's happy time and say something: "Well, I'm really excited. I dreamed of becoming an actor since I was a child."
Sister Shan still expressed her understanding with sarcasm: "Ha! Who isn't!"
"..." Zi Qiao felt that it was better not to speak now.
"I mean, if you don't mind, can I listen to you while eating something." Sister Shan just asked symbolically, and already picked up a huge Big Mac burger in her hand.
"Of course." Zi Qiao's eyes were straightened.
Sister Shan took a bite, took a puff of cigarettes before chewing, and said while chewing: "Young man, you know...we are the largest performing arts agency in Southeast Asia, and we are only looking for three types of people—— Actors, actresses, and..."
Ziqiao showed embarrassment: "It can't be..."
Sister Shan yelled greasyly, "There are still stupid actors! You think too much! It's true that they are not a little stupid, but this is in line with the characteristics of an actor."
"I'm a natural actor! My eyes have been round since I saw a beautiful girl since I was a child!" Zi Qiao stretched her eyes round.
Sister Shan paused chewing, and said very disdainfully: "Put away all your junk history for me. Use it when you go to the toilet to wipe your butt! Young man, have you seen "The Golden Flower in the City"?"
Ziqiao nodded again and again: "I've seen it, I've seen it, are you going to make a sequel? Are you going to recommend me to audition?"
"Of course not!" Sister Shan's saliva sprayed onto Ziqiao's face along with the gravy.
Zi Qiao was extremely embarrassed.
"At the end of the story, the people in the palace were disobedient, the king killed everyone, and piu piu blood was everywhere," Sister Shan took a deep breath, as if smelling blood, "If you are disobedient, this is What will happen to you, hahahaha." As he spoke, he took another bite of the burger.
Zi Qiao nodded in fear.
Sister Shan was very happy to see Ziqiao's panic, she laughed and said, "Hahaha, let me ask you another question, have you seen "Red Cliff"?"
Zi Qiao replied honestly: "I have seen it."
Sister Shan then asked: "How is Takeshi Kaneshiro doing? It's great! Zhuge Liang! You have wisdom, a good accent, and a little sultry, hehehehe. It makes me feel itchy. Comfortable. Comfortable. I like it, I like it." She growled indulgently.
Zi Qiao started to associate again: "Is there a chance for me to act opposite him?"
Sister Shan's temperament changed 360 degrees again: "Of course not. I'm going to sign him. It's none of your business."
Ziqiao was embarrassed with hatred, and his expression was saying: "It's none of my business and you still tell me?"
Sister Shan was addicted to playing tricks on Zi Qiao: "One last question, have you watched "My Sassy Girl"? Tell me quickly."
Ziqiao covered her face with her hands: "You won't hit me, will you?"
"Of course not! But if you are interested, I can satisfy you." Sister Shan got up and took out a whip.
Zi Qiao waved her hands desperately: "No need, really no need."
Sister Shan winked at Zi Qiao charmingly: "You know the end of the story, Cha Tae Hyun finally met Jun Ji Hyun, and finally lived happily together. The same story will happen to both of us soon."
Zi Qiao sat down on the ground upon hearing this.
Sister Shan turned around again: "Of course not! Well, you didn't say anything just now, did you?"
Zi Qiao nodded while standing up with difficulty.
Sister Shan suddenly issued an instruction: "Lick your nose."
Zi Qiao exclaimed: "Ah? Why?"
"If you want to lick, you can lick."
Ziqiao licked it for a long time: "It's really... I can't lick it." With a mournful face.
Sister Shan scolded angrily: "Damn, why is your tongue so short? With such a short tongue, you still want to break into the showbiz!...Fortunately, I like your shy look." His eyes flicked to Zi Qiao.
Zi Qiao stood up suddenly: "I'm sorry, I buy my body but not my art. Oh, no, I buy my art and not my body."
Sister Shan turned her neck 180 degrees and looked at Zi Qiao: "I don't want your body, I want your signature authorization."
Zi Qiao's eyes brightened: "You mean, you want to sign me."
"Of course not. I just plan to sell you to the old black slave. Hahahaha. Just kidding." Sister Shan spread her hands full of rings.
Ziqiao urgently asked for confirmation: "Really? Are you really going to sign me?"
"It's not your mother! It's you! I'm looking for you, of course I want to sign you." Sister Shan said as she threw out a document that looked like a contract.
"Great." Zi Qiao felt like she was dreaming.
Sister Shan urged: "Sign it. Hurry up and sign it. I have dinner with Takuya Kimura tonight. Oh, by the way, where is my Japanese crash course?" Saying that, she got up and went to look for the textbook.
Ziqiao couldn't believe the sudden luck, and at the same time, she didn't dare to have too much hope for the vulgar woman in front of her, so she said, "Can I take the contract home and have a look first?"
The old-fashioned sister Shan saw Ziqiao's doubts, and said in a retreat: "Ha, the new and new human beings who have just arrived are just like you, don't worry about this, don't worry about that. It's up to you. But, you take this This piece of paper is the cover of the contract. The terms and conditions of the text are all here." As he spoke, he took out a dozen papers from under the table, and another one floated up, and Zi Qiao was stunned.Sister Shan continued: "Do you know why Takakura Ken became popular at the age of 45? Because he also told me in 1950 that he should take the contract back and have a look."
This intimidation is very effective for Zi Qiao's fragile psychological defense: "Then I will sign it."
Sister Shan leaned back on the desk and said proudly: "Good boy, you can close the door from the outside now, wait for my call. I will arrange for you to go to the Philippines for a medical examination soon."
"Medical examination?"
"Ah, nonsense, a medical examination is required before plastic surgery. Do you think these stars on TV are so wise and powerful after being born out of a mother's womb, the golden ratio? Ha! Don't be stupid." Sister Shan was not surprised.
In order to be famous, Ziqiao promised everything: "Well, yes. Then I will wait for your call." Saying this, he went out and closed the door.
Sister Shan took out the makeup mirror to touch up her makeup, faced the ugly face in the mirror, and said with a sinister smile: "What? I'm a liar, of course not, I'm just a leather bag company. Ha! Besides, the manager who is more outrageous than me these days There are so many, isn't it just a batch of silly boys and girls jumping in. By the way, I have to send a text message to my sister in the Hong Kong branch." He took out his mobile phone: here, people are stupid, and there is a lot of money , hurry up!
Back at the iPartment, facing everyone's expectant eyes, Ziqiao went through the interview process: "I succeeded. The agency signed a contract with me." Meijia took advantage of the situation and leaned forward: "Then sign it for me quickly." She said and took out a half-rolled paper. Zi Qiao hasn't gotten used to it yet: "Now?" Meijia said with full of admiration: "Of course. After you become popular, fans will have to line up for more than 20 kilometers to find your autograph. I have to collect it quickly." Ziqiao felt that her life would change immediately, so she signed it very coolly. Meijia added: "Please sign it in italics. It's easy to identify." "Okay. Wait a minute," Ziqiao felt uncomfortable, and opened the rolled part, "Your piece of paper—the rent payment notice!" Meijia rushed to put the piece of paper away: "Of course. You don't have to pay rent to be an actor! Hurry up, don't play dumb this time, I have paperwork." Zi Qiao showed the pain and anger after being cheated: "Hey! Can you have a little bit of respect for a rising star." With the written evidence in hand, Meijia began to sarcasm unscrupulously: "You think we are filming a silly TV series, so why not help you find a bunch of extras to surround you as flowers?" Yifei also came to chime in: "It's not that we hit you. I think this matter is completely unreliable. The Chinese Men's Football World Cup win is actually about the same level as your outrageous." "Hey! Doesn't this count as a blow to me?" This time, even Zhan Bo was skeptical: "There are many performing arts companies out there now. One brick kills ten people, and nine of them are managers." Ziqiao retorted: "You must be jealous that I was discovered by scouts, but you didn't!" Zhan Bo said unconvinced: "Who said that, I was discovered by scouts a long time ago." Ziqiao looked at Zhanbo contemptuously: "You?" "I played a role of a dragon. They really asked me to play a dragon, and it was dressed in a dragon's props and clothes, so it was called a dragon!" Zhan Bo said sternly. How can Zi Qiao put the tricks in his eyes: "Hmph, I have a regular agent now, she will help me plan the career path of acting, I firmly believe that the prince will always ride the white horse, and the gold will always shine! " "The one riding the white horse may not necessarily be a prince, it may also be a Tang monk." Yifei taunted. "Golden is not necessarily gold, it may also be stool." Meijia added. "These two sentences are too old-fashioned. There are already new ones on the iPartment forum - those who can burn incense may not necessarily be monks, but may also be pandas." Zhan Bo continued. "I also have new ones - those with tattoos are not necessarily hooligans, they may also be Yue Fei." Yifei added. "Haha, I have it too, I have it too - the one who can fly is not necessarily a big bird, it may also be Li Ning. Hahahaha." Meijia is not to be outdone. The trio turned their teasing of Zi-Joe into a contest.Poor Zi Qiao was outnumbered and fell silent.At this time, Zi Qiao's phone rang.Ziqiao finally found a life-saving straw: "Look, my manager! Hey, sister Shan." He deliberately loudly let everyone hear. Sister Shan shook her head on the swivel chair on the other end of the phone: "Boy, you are lucky. I gave your information to a crew, and their producers are very satisfied. They want you to play the male lead." After that, watch He glanced at the rings in his hand. Zi Qiao shouted excitedly: "Really?" "Of course - no," Sister Shan's problem came again, "who would use an unknown guy as the male lead these days, unless the investor is crazy. Ha! But they will arrange a supporting role for you, yes A shot with his back to the screen, stabbed to death with a knife." "This..." Zi Qiao was embarrassed on the other end of the phone. "Fool. You can turn around after you've been stabbed! No one will make another shot for this shot, what a waste of film! Unless the director is crazy! Ha!" Sister Shan still joked that she wasn't funny. It's better to have a supporting role than nothing at all, Zi Qiao asked, "Then... when will the filming start?" Sister Shan hesitated for a moment: "Maybe it will take a while, the crew encountered a little difficulty." "What difficulty." "There is not enough money, the actors have not been decided, and the script is not yet available." Sister Shan didn't think these were big problems at all. "What?" For Zi Qiao, the problem was too big. Sister Shan didn't even bother to respond to the young boy's surprise: "It's okay, there is another foot-washing city to open, and an advertisement needs to be shot. I recommended you." "That's great. Advertisements are fine too." Zi Qiao couldn't care less. "Good boy, if you want to thank you, you have to thank your parents. You were born without any leg hair." Sister Shan smiled to herself: "Why do other actors here not want to shave their leg hair." Zi Qiao suddenly became alert: "How do you know?" Sister Shan changed into a treacherous voice: "There are cameras in the toilets of our company. You came to have sex last time, of course I know." Zi Qiao was scared out of her wits: "Huh?" "Ha! Just kidding," Sister Shane's joke has developed to a heinous level, "I will fax you the script of the advertisement in a while. Give me a serious look. Otherwise, I will shave all your hair. Ha! "Sister Shan hung up the phone. After the phone call, Ziqiao was dripping with sweat, but everyone around him was still waiting for the news! "Did you hear that, did you hear that? I'm going to shoot a commercial." Although Zi Qiao's face-changing was not as perverted as Sister Shan's, she was not ambiguous. Zhanbo said weakly, "What advertisement?" Zi Qiao said proudly: "Footwash City advertisement." "Wow——" Meijia changed the topic sharply, "I said I would never show my face." Yifei whispered: "It's a good thing to show no face, and we can't afford to lose face. Maybe people think that the Footwashing City is opened in our house." Everyone snickered. The phone at home rang, Zi Qiao picked it up, and then angrily yelled at the phone: "Hi! That's fine, don't call again!" After speaking, he threw the phone on the table. "Who's calling?" Zhan Bo asked. Zi Qiao vented all her anger on the damn phone call: "Damn prank. Whenever I'm waiting for a very important fax, there will always be a bastard who calls and makes a series of strange noises. Ki~~~ ~Gah~~~~ (sound of fax machine)." Zi Qiao left angrily. Xiaoxian enthusiastically took Wanyu to visit the radio studio: "Okay, Zhu Di has been given a long vacation by me, and today is your first day at work." With a new job, she is still satisfied, Wan Yu looks very positive: "Yessir, please assign me tasks." "The first thing you have to learn is to answer the phone for me." Xiao Xian was afraid that Wan Yu would not be able to understand her because she was not intuitive enough, so she gave an example, "Judy's biggest problem is that no matter what the phone is, she will transfer it all to the phone without moving her mind." Me. Last time a listener called and complained about why our program had no images, she actually forwarded it to me! This is a radio program, do we need to receive calls like this?" Wan Yu seemed quite clear: "Understood, I just want to help you filter out those stupid questions." Xiaoxian couldn't help feeling: "Smart! In fact, 100 listeners have 100 opinions. You can't satisfy everyone, because not everyone is human!" At this time, the phone rang. "Here! The call is coming." Xiaoxian signaled to Wanyu that the opportunity to perform has come. Wan Yu patted her chest, looking confident. Wan Yu picked up the phone and spoke in a very professional voice: "Hello, this is Zeng Xiaoxian's program group, I am his phone editor, what can I do for you... Oh, I'm sorry, he is recording a program, you If you have any comments, you can tell me... Well, okay, your opinions are very important to our progress. Please leave your phone number, and he will call you back when he is free..." Xiaoxian was very surprised by Wanyu's professionalism. "Is it convenient to leave your full name?...Okay, I hope you call again. Thank you, goodbye." Wan Yu wrote down the other party's information, and then looked at Xiao Xian with a smile. "What did he suggest?" Xiaoxian asked. Wan Yu answered very clearly: "He wants to change your show to a different time slot." "Ha! I just said that these audiences often have some stupid opinions." Xiaoxian is very satisfied with Wan Yu's work ability, "Wan Yu, I didn't expect you to do it so well the first time." Wan Yu said modestly: "My dad's secretary used to do this." "Not bad, keep working hard!" Xiaoxian praised. Wan Yu bowed: "Thank you boss!" Xiaoxian covered her chest in embarrassment: "Don't call it that. I'm not used to it." But the voice in his heart lingered in his ears: "Although I'm not used to it, it sounds quite comfortable." "By the way, I left my name and phone number on the table." Wan Yu walked to the door. Xiaoxian didn't care much: "Let him go." Wan Yu turned around with a smile: "He said his name is the director." Saying so, he closed the door. "Ha, there is actually someone with the surname 'Taiwan'" Xiaoxian quickly picked up the phone before finishing his sentence, "—Taiwan Director!?" Guan Gu asked respectfully: "Zi Qiao, I heard that you have signed with an entertainment company?" Ziqiao looked displeased: "You want to mock me too?" Guan Gu said sincerely: "Why, it's too late to be happy for you. I didn't say they didn't like you." He patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder. Ziqiao looked up gratefully: "Brother Guan Gu, you have seen the world." "By the way, Ziqiao, does your agent know any big directors?" Guan Gu asked. "Maybe," Ziqiao suddenly thought, "Why, you also want to change your career to become an actor?" Guan Gu explained his intention carefully: "It's like this. I thought of a way to make my comics attract everyone's attention the fastest, and that is to let a big director adapt the comics into movies." "adaptation?" "Didn't you see that "Garfield" was also adapted from comics to movies? There are also "Spiderman", "Transformers"..." Guan Gu gave an example. Ziqiao questioned: "But they are all funny movies and science fiction movies, and what you draw are all girl comics, it's different." "So, I've already looked for a good direction." Guan Gu came prepared. "Who?" "Wang Jiawei!" When Guan Gu said this name, he felt amazing. "Wow, but your protagonist is a cat." Zi Qiao still felt that something was wrong. Guan Gu made an in-depth analysis: "I read in a magazine that since "Assembly", he has not found a suitable script. I believe my "Love Triangle Cat" will definitely make his eyes shine, and then create a successor. Another box office miracle after Flying Daggers!" Zi Qiao was taken aback: "Wow! You really did a lot of homework, but none of the films you mentioned were made by Wong Kar Wai." Guan Gu asked stupidly: "Really? Isn't it just a romance movie?" Ziqiao wants to teach this blind man a good lesson: "Ha, you can tell you don't understand movies just by looking at them. It's a horror movie." "Oh! Live and learn." Guan Gu always believed in it every time he was fooled by Zi Qiao. For the sake of the only brother who supported her, Zi Qiao stepped forward: "Tomorrow I will take you to ask my agent. Maybe she will make a few calls for you in her busy schedule." Guan Gu said gratefully: "Really? That's great." "Welcome to "Your Moon, My Heart". I am a good man, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian. Xiaoxian is very happy tonight, because I am honored to welcome a new phone editor." Xiaoxian raised his head and looked Outside the soundproof glass, Wan Yu was holding a stapler and looking at him cutely. Xiao Xian stared at Wan Yu with infinite satisfaction, and used the topic in the show: "When you look up and see a beautiful woman working with you, it is so refreshing." At this moment, Wan Yu's attention shifted to the relationship between the stapler and the CD. She gestured first, and then simply used the stapler to staple the two CDs together. Her smile showed how novel and fun it was. Xiaoxian saw what was happening in the director's room, and wished to jump out to stop it immediately, the destructive power of this chick is too terrifying.However, Nai He was still broadcasting live. "Okay, let's get down to business. After listening to the emotional story just now, let's move on to today's call from the audience. If you have any troubles or confusion, you can call our hotline. After a piece of beautiful music, we will answer the first call from the audience." Xiaoxian pushed up the controller and made a gesture towards Wanyu. Wanyu responded with a smile, and Xiaoxian also smiled brightly. At this time, the phone outside rang.Wan Yu picked up the phone. "Hi, hello, this is "Your Moon, My Heart", but I'm not Zeng Xiaoxian, I'm his phone editor... Ah, I'm sorry, he is live broadcasting, if you have any questions, I can pass them on to him. Yes , is it convenient to leave your phone number? If he is free, he can call you back..." Still a very professional secretary. Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Wan Yu and made a gesture to tell him the situation outside. Wan Yu ignored him and continued to answer the next call. The numbers on the CD player display were jumping, and 5 minutes had passed.Zeng Xiaoxian saw that Wanyu had been answering the phone, but none of the calls came in. He kept making various movements, even the movements of a foolish gorilla, hoping that Wanyu could see it, but Wanyu just didn't look up. Seeing that a song was about to end, Xiaoxian couldn't wait any longer, so he switched to the call button in the director room: "Wan Yu! Wan Yu!" Wan Yu kept smiling, and gestured unhurriedly, telling him to wait. Xiaoxian opened his mouth wide, he was very confused, he really didn't know if this girl was reliable or not. Xiaoxian cut into the live broadcast: "Listeners, today's phone calls may be very busy. Our phone editors are sorting, please wait a moment. Let's enjoy another song." Xiaoxian pushed the button, got up hurriedly and walked outside. "Okay, he is broadcasting live. If you have any questions, you can call later. Thank you. Goodbye." Wan Yu still smiled and said the same words. Seeing Wan Yu hang up the phone easily, Xiaoxian felt a tearing pain in his heart: "What are you doing?" Wan Yu was busy taking notes in her notebook, and replied: "I'm working, look, I've written down their phone numbers. I'm almost overwhelmed. Huh! Why are these audiences so boring? Said to find you." Xiaoxian's tears were about to flow down: "Because now is the time for calls from the audience!" Wan Yu also smiled proudly: "Don't worry, I've taken care of everything for you. They're all stupid questions, and I blocked them all! Haha, I'm a more competent firewall than Kaspersky." Xiaoxian suppressed his anger: "Then may I ask, what should I say on tonight's program?" Wan Yu replied quickly and directly: "Tell me about your usual content." Xiaoxian finally roared angrily: "I usually answer calls and help them deal with their problems." Wan Yu seemed to have just heard Martian language: "Didn't you ask me to help you screen?" "Then you can't screen until there is no one left!" Xiaoxian supported his head and fell down on the bookshelf. "Then what should I do?" Wan Yu panicked when she realized that she had made a mistake. While retreating into the live broadcast room, Xiao Xian gave Wan Yu a death order: "Quick! Quick! Help me pick one up. If I don't speak again, it will be an accident broadcast." Wan Yu was still being silly: "Then who will come in?" "Next!" "Oh well." Zeng Xiaoxian returned to his seat, calmed down, and said, "Welcome back, now we will connect to the first call from the listener. Hello! Hello." Female audience: "Ms. Zeng?" "A good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian." This sentence can calm Xiaoxian the most. Female audience: "I have encountered difficulties. I will make a long story short, but it is a long story." Xiao Xian had just experienced a long wait without a phone call, how could it be too long now? "It's okay, I'll keep listening." Female audience: "I fell in love with my colleague Ah Zhi, but I didn't tell him. I told my other colleague Ah Hao. Ah Hao promised me not to tell others, but my colleague Ah De told me that Ah Hao secretly地告诉了另一个同事阿林，阿林又和阿志以前的女朋友阿兰很熟，我怕阿林会告诉阿兰，然后阿兰会去告诉阿志，这样我就会很尴尬。幸好现在阿兰正在和阿德谈恋爱。所以我就去找阿德帮我解决这个问题。阿德跟我说阿兰已经跟他分手了，他现在跟阿林好上了，让我去找阿林，可是阿林跟我说阿豪其实根本没有跟他说过什么。现在我晕了。我到应该相信谁？” 小贤比她更晕，情不自禁地发出怪声：“阿欧~~” 女听众：“我说的是阿志，不是阿欧，阿欧是我另一个部门的同事，阿欧是阿林的弟弟。可我不能跟他说，我喜欢的人是你哥哥的女朋友的前男友。这样关系就更乱了。你说我到底该跟谁说呢？是阿林、阿志、阿兰、阿德、阿豪、还是阿欧。” 小贤用双手紧紧捂住耳机。有一块小黑板摆在他的面前，上面写着很多人的名字，关系线错综复杂，小贤无可奈何地看着这块小黑板，然后说道：“小公鸡点到谁，我就选谁。” 小贤打了一个喷嚏，把思绪拉回现实：“——阿嚏！” 女听众赶忙说：“阿T！你怎么知道我们公司还有一个同事叫阿T。他和阿林有仇。可能是因为她暗恋阿兰的关系。不过阿T和阿豪关系不错……” 小贤的脑袋砸在了控制面板上。他恶狠狠地抬起头，盯着隔音玻璃外的宛瑜。宛瑜可爱地微笑，吐了吐舌头，继续开始玩订书机。 办公室里，闪姐正在爱情公寓网站布置自己的房间，十分投入。突然看到子乔进来，赶紧切换成excel图标，装正经。 子乔点头哈腰：“闪姐。我想介绍一个朋友给你认识。” 闪姐当然不屑：“是吗？也想做演员吗？这年头，都希望一人得道鸡犬升天。哈！让他进来，我看看，这次是鸡还是狗？” 子乔响指一打。 关谷像事先排练好的一样自我介绍：“你好。我叫关谷，关谷神奇。我来自日本，请多多关照。”深鞠一躬。 闪姐更加鄙视：“哈，日本人。在自己的地盘混不下去，到国外来混演艺圈，你以为这样就会红。你以为这里是好莱坞，还是以为你自己是贾樟柯？” 关谷摇摇手：“其实你误会了。其实我是一个漫画家。”又鞠躬。 闪姐戴上眼镜：“哦~怪不得长得和这班愣头愣脑的演员的确不一样。” 关谷再鞠躬：“谢谢。” 闪姐话里有话：“比他们长得还要愣！哈！不过——不过眼中带有一点温婉和柔情。我很喜欢。” 闪姐心中又燃起熊熊的欲火：“他长得就像一罐沙丁鱼，我很想把它装在口袋里，然后慢慢地吃一天，哈！” 游历江湖的子乔况且承受不住，傻头傻脑的关谷见了这阵势，尴尬得腿都软了。 子乔赶紧进入正题：“闪姐，您认识的导演多，能不能把我朋友的漫画推荐给他们，看看有没有机会改编成电影。”话语中带着奉承。 关谷双手呈上作品：“对，这是我的作品，请您过目。” “你的女主角——穿不穿衣服的？”闪姐根本不看，往边上一丢。 关谷老实回答：“不穿。” 闪姐兴奋地说：“哦？！那就好办了。” “我的主角都是猫。”关谷解释。 “oh！NO！”闪姐失望得大吼。 子乔赶紧圆场：“闪姐，你认识那么多导演，就帮我们随便打个电话问一下吧。说不定哪个导演会感兴趣。比如说——王家卫！” “啊！有道理！我怎么就没想到呢。”闪姐拿起电话，用笔随便敲了三个按钮。 子乔和关谷笑着对视了一眼。 闪姐装腔作势地对着电话说：“喂！王家卫啊！吃了吗？哦，没吃呢。没事回家多吃点。我跟你说啊，我有个朋友是画漫画的。你帮我把他的漫画改编成电影吧。对啊，主角是一只猫，你让梁朝伟来演怎么样！说不定这回，你们奥斯卡小金人就有找落了。嗯。”然后把电话狠狠地一挂。 子乔马上询问结果：“王家卫他怎么说？” “没问题。”闪姐恶狠狠地说。 子乔狂喜：“真的？” 闪姐马上转变：“当~然不是啦！吕子乔，我说你脑子是不是有毛病啊！还王家卫呢？敌敌畏我倒是有一瓶，要不要。”不知从哪里拿出一瓶“敌敌畏”重重地摆到桌上。 子乔和关谷同时做出猥琐状。 闪姐真的发火了，狠狠地训斥道：“我告诉你，吕子乔，我警告你，我每天坐在这个高级写字楼里不是吃饱了撑的帮你解决问题的。让我告诉你经纪人是做什么事情的！首先！你要成名帮我赚很多钱，然后！我才会来拍你马屁！听懂了没有。” “对不起，我错了，闪姐，我们走了。”子乔站起转身，拉着关谷就要离开。 “慢着！画漫画的那个。我正好有一份工作要找你。”闪姐走过来，推开子乔，凑到关谷身边。 关谷不住往后退：“什么工作？” 闪姐不住往他身上靠：“我一直想找人画幅画。《泰坦尼克号》jack给rose画的那种，你帮我画吧，我连项链都准备好了，哈！”说着拿出一颗“海洋之心”形状的塑料项链。 关谷一口水喷出来。 闪姐威逼加利诱：“如果你考虑一下，帮你找导演的事情我也可以考虑一下。哈！” 子乔向关谷点点头，关谷露出凄凉的表情。 节目艰难地结束了，小贤赶忙走出直播间，找到宛瑜：“宛瑜，我得给你培训一下，如何做一名电话编辑。” 宛瑜还乐呵呵地说：“你不是说我做得很好了吗？” 小贤为之一愣，又不好太伤这个女孩单纯的心，只好委婉地说：“没错，你是很有潜质，但有些地方还有待提高。听着，电话编辑是一门艺术。你不能什么电话都接进来，也不能什么电话都不接进来。明白吗？你应该询问一下打电话进来的人，他一会儿想说的是什么？然后经过筛选和处理，再接进来。” “怎么处理呢？”宛瑜像个幼儿园大班的同学在提问。 “首先，那些反人类的话题就不用接进来了。” “什么叫反人类？你是说恐怖分子？你也帮他们解决感情问题？”宛瑜总在奇怪的思维方式上，脑筋才能转得飞快。 小贤只好再举例说明：“就像上次打来的那个，出场人物就有十几个，而且名字都差不多，这就属于严重的反人类，因为她说的话只有外星人才能明白！”还得就着宛瑜的思维去解释。 “哦。”宛瑜可算是听懂了。 “然后就是恶作剧电话，你要留下他们的真实姓名和座机号码，这样他们就不会胡来了。再有，就是那些自己都不知道自己要说什么的电话。” "What's the meaning?" “就是那些打电话进来，情绪激动或者语无伦次的听众。要知道，不是每个听众都能把自己要说的故事表述清楚。为了提高节目的收听率，你可以先让他们说一遍，帮他们整理一下思路，比如说什么时间顺序，人物有哪些，核心问题是什么。然后再接进来，否则不仅我听不懂，其他听众也听不懂。”小贤用手势加以辅助，举例加以说明，分析得头头是道，就像一个广播主持专业的指导老师。 宛瑜听得津津有味：“哦！明白了，原来做电话编辑还有那么多门道。” 小贤以身说法帮助宛瑜建立信心：“当然啦！其实我大学毕业也是从电话编辑开始做的。刚开始的时候，我的经历跟你很像。”说着说着勾起了小贤伤心的回忆：“其实……呃……要是我当年能够分清楚哪些电话该接进来，哪些不该接进来的话，我现在怎么会还在做电台主持人呢！”小贤在心里抱头痛哭。 There was a knock on the door. “来了。”美嘉打开门。 闪姐一身豹纹打扮出现在门口：“吕子乔！欧！我走错了？”看见美嘉转身要走。 美嘉立即留住她：“没有，他住在这里，请进。” 闪姐大摇大摆地走了进来。 美嘉试探着问道：“你是？” 闪姐昂起头：“我是闪殿霞，她的经纪人。你又是谁？吕子乔有女儿了？” 美嘉笑得像朵花：“其实我是她的室友，很高兴你把我说得那么年轻，不过吕子乔能生得出那么漂亮的女儿吗？”说着用手端起下巴。 “我只是开个玩笑，其实你长得像吕子乔的姨妈，你一定没听懂我的幽默，哈。”闪姐在哪里说话都是大转弯。 美嘉不高兴地喊道：“子乔。你的经纪人来了。” 子乔连忙出来：“闪姐！你怎么来了！快坐快坐。”卑下地扶着闪姐就坐。 闪姐刚一坐下，就当自己家一样地随意打量整个房间：“你住的地方和我想象得差不多——一样的毫无特色。作为一名艺人，你应该时刻注意你的生活环境，好的环境才能熏陶出你的艺术气息。哦，我忘了，你还没钱买不了别墅，哈。”又是一个低俗的幽默。 子乔急着表态：“我一定会努力的。” 闪姐习惯性地抚摸自己满手的戒指：“你那条洗脚城的广告准备得怎么样了？” “我已经把台词都背出来了。” 美嘉在一旁数落：“可不是吗？一共三句。而且都是象声词。” “三句也是需要反复斟酌的。”子乔示意美嘉闪一边去。 闪姐放声大笑：“哈哈哈哈！你太虚伪了。这个小姑娘说得没错，三句象声词你斟酌个屁啊！又不出脸，你就别脱裤子放屁了。来，看看闪姐给你安排的新广告。”说着在包里翻起来。 “真的吗？”子乔很兴奋。 闪姐把瓶子托起来：“腿毛立消净。” 子乔看来很失望：“可我的腿毛本来就不多啊。”情不自禁地摸了摸上次被烫伤的地方。 “所以让你演剃毛后啊！”闪姐把瓶子丢到子乔身上，“小子，你走运了，一上手就有那么多广告可以拍。接下来的三个月我还帮你预订了除臭拖鞋，男性丝袜，和脚癣一次净的广告。” 子乔张大嘴巴：“怎么都是下半身的？” 闪姐很不耐烦：“你管那么多！你要先从赚钱的活开始。小子，你还不清楚艺人经纪行业的运作规则吧！你签给了我，就要替我赚钱，我替你签合同，每一份合同我抽成百分之五十。可是你告诉我0的百分之50是多少？” 美嘉赶紧伸出手指：“一七得七，二七四十八……”子乔也跟着扳手指算。 换到闪姐受不了了：“都是一群笨蛋，我真想扇你们！如果你敢搞砸了，哈！我就把你卖到菲律宾去。” 子乔身子颤抖地回话：“闪姐，我一定会认真对待的。” “这还差不多，你只要拍满3条广告，我就可以把你往剧组送了。对了，这是广告的定金。”闪姐说着，随手丢出一叠美钞。 子乔和美嘉同时惊叹：“哇塞！”子乔赶紧把钱揽进怀里。 美嘉也蹦蹦跳跳地凑上来：“美金啊！果真是金灿灿的。” 闪姐看到眼前两人的口水都要流出来了，不禁挖苦：“真是没见过世面，哈！” 子乔这回腰杆子直了，对美嘉说：“你不是说骑白马的不一定是王子，金灿灿的有可能是大便吗？” 美嘉才没空理会他呢，向闪姐展开胸怀：“闪姐姐，你看我行吗？我腿上也没什么毛。” 闪姐笑得眼睛都看不见了：“你啊？脸蛋还不错，就是身材，OH……”紧盯着美嘉的平胸，“我给你介绍一家专业的丰胸机构，好多韩国明星什么金洗衫啦河里秀啦车太闲啦都是那里做的。”拿出一张卡片，“报我的名字，给你打个对折。搞定了再来找我。对了，告诉你一个秘密，我就是那里做的。哈！” 美嘉激动地连声说：“真的吗？谢谢。谢谢。” 闪姐心说：“这家丰胸机构也是我开的，对付这种小姑娘，我还没失手过。” 钱到手，子乔不忘虚情假意一番：“闪姐，真是辛苦您了。您有什么吩咐直接打电话不就好了，不用专程再为我跑一次了。” 闪姐的调调又来了：“当~然不是了。我其实是来找你的那个小画家的。小画家！” 子乔马上会意，大叫道：“关谷！关谷！” 关谷带着墨镜出来，看到闪姐吓了一跳，扶墙站住。 子乔看到墨镜，问道：“关谷你怎么了？” 关谷哆哆嗦嗦地说：“可能是长针眼了。” 子乔偷偷问道：“她没有光着身子给你画吧？” 关谷小声回答：“没有，我是凭记忆画的。” “小画家，过来啊，上次你帮我画的那张'泰坦尼克号'——真棒！我有个姐妹也想你帮她画一张，怎么样？”闪姐搔首弄姿的样子极度恶心。 关谷二话没说跑回房间，半路上还是吐了出来。 闪姐满心欢喜：“我开玩笑的，不过我就喜欢逗他，哈！” 一菲走了进来：“收房租，收房租。” 子乔连忙把一菲拉到一边，悄悄说：“我经纪人在这儿。求求你口下留情，我好不容易有广告拍了，千万别搅黄了，好不好？” 一菲小声回答：“你把上个月的房租给补了，我就帮你说好话。” 子乔当着一菲，拍了拍那叠美金：“成交。” 一菲瞬间变化腔调：“闪姐，是吧？我老听我们家子乔说起你。” 闪姐可不吃这一套：“这又是谁？你妈？还是你后妈？身材倒保持得还不错。就是造型把你的真实年龄给出卖了。” 一菲怒目圆瞪，子乔做手势让她平静。 “我是他朋友，呵呵。子乔最近可用功了，为了拍这条广告，他女朋友每天陪他练习台词，我住在隔壁都能听见。” 一菲本是为子乔说好话，谁知闪姐变了脸：“慢着，你说什么！” 虽然还不知道为什么，但是子乔马上意识到不好：“我说吧，叫你别乱说话。” “我说什么了？”一菲不明所以。 子乔也是：“对啊，她说什么了？” “你女朋友？你有女朋友了？你怎么不早说。”闪姐说着收拾东西，然后把美金也一起收进了包了。 子乔当然不甘心，拦住她：“闪姐，你怎么走了？” 闪姐向着门口每走一步就狠狠地戳一下子乔的心坎：“你没看合同吗？我们公司的艺人是不允许私自恋爱的，这是行规。你都有女朋友了，你怎么可能还会红？到时候我怎么给你安排绯闻啊！没有绯闻你怎么提高曝光率，没有曝光率你还红个屁啊！” 子乔哀求：“我可以做实力派。” 闪姐假惺惺地笑着：“这倒是哦，我还有一个建议，你可以去做菠萝派啊，香蕉派卖得更好，你要不要试试啊？” 子乔目送闪姐离开，到手的美金就这么飞了，他的魂儿也飞了。 关谷探出头来：“她走了吧？” 闪姐又折回来，关谷赶紧躲回去。 闪姐对着关谷摆造型：“小画家，我说的那事，你再考虑一下，别躲了，我看见你了，哈！” “各位听众，下面又到了《你的月亮我的心》的听众来电环节，一段优美的音乐过后，我们将接进今天第一位听众的来电。”小贤转入CD，关上话筒，按了一下通话按钮，“宛瑜，准备好了吗？” 宛瑜做了一个OK的手势。 小贤还不放心：“你确定已经过滤过了？” 宛瑜又做了一个OK的手势。 小贤勉强放心：“好吧。接进来吧。”说着打开话筒。 青年男听众：“喂？喂？” 小贤调整话筒：“喂，这位听众您好，听得见吗？” 青年男听众：“咦？怎么突然变成了一个男的？” 小贤又有不好的预感：“请问你有什么问题？” 青年男听众：“问题？嗯，是这样的，我的女朋友给我发了短信，她说'我要和你分手'。” “发短信分手？” 青年男听众：“唉，这不算什么，我收到她要求分手的短信之后，还没来得及伤心，就又收到了她的另一条短信……她说'对不起，发错了'。” 小贤想当然地说：“看来你的女朋友外面已经有别的人了。我建议你还是快刀斩乱麻，跟她分了算了。” 青年男听众突然发火：“你说什么呢！哪儿有你这样的人啊。” 青年男听众：“刚才你们那个小姐可不是这么说的。她说有可能是个恶作剧。让我先确认一下再作决定。5分钟前，我收到短信，原来是我同学拿我女朋友手机要开我的玩笑。还好你们那位小姐提醒了我，否则我就真的想不开了。” 宛瑜在玻璃窗外做出胜利的“V”字手势。 小贤尴尬地说：“请问，那你还打过来要问什么呢？” 青年男听众很不客气：“我没说我有问题啊，我只是打过来感谢她。怎么突然变成一个男人了？喂！你谁啊？” 小贤无奈地说：“哦，那好，这位听众，我帮你转出去。”小贤切电话，在节目中给自己台阶下：“呵呵……这位听众挺有趣的，从这件事情我们可以看出，做事不能太莽撞，凡事都要问清楚。那我们来听听下一位听众的故事。”边说边瞄宛瑜。 宛瑜又做了一个OK的手势。 男听众：“喂、喂、喂？” 小贤重振精神：“这位听众你好，我是节目主持人曾小贤，能听见吗？” 男听众结结巴巴地说：“听……听……得到。” “麻烦您说话节奏快一点好吗？” 男听众很无辜：“我……我……也想啊，可我一听见陌生人……的……的声音就……就紧张。”说的非常的慢。 晚上到现在还没有一个像样的电话，小贤越听越不耐烦：“那请问你有什么问题要问吗？” 男听众：“我……我……刚才和接线员聊……得挺好的。我听到她的声音……一点都不紧张，现在我……又又紧张了。你能不能……帮我接回去？”宛瑜开心地在玻璃外面摇来摇去。 小贤晕厥。心里在用颤抖的声音呼唤：“朱迪！你在哪儿啊！你再不回来，我就该下岗了。” 次日的酒吧间里，曾小贤抱着个沙发靠垫在流口水，样子像脑残儿童或者患上了阿尔兹海默氏症。宛瑜在一边开开心心地伺候着，递过一杯果汁，小贤摇摇头。 展博和一菲如约而至。 “对了，宛瑜，你的工作怎么样？”展博关切地问。 宛瑜微笑地搅着果汁：“很好很开心啊。” 小贤心情沉重地说：“你问问你爸爸，愿不愿意把电台买下来，我宁可做标本。” 展博刚要提问，闪姐进来，手里拿着一个包裹好的像框。 这可是在爱情公寓的地盘上，一菲以不
Back at the iPartment, facing everyone's expectant eyes, Ziqiao went through the interview process: "I succeeded. The agency signed a contract with me." Meijia took advantage of the situation and leaned forward: "Then sign it for me quickly." She said and took out a half-rolled paper. Zi Qiao hasn't gotten used to it yet: "Now?" Meijia said with full of admiration: "Of course. After you become popular, fans will have to line up for more than 20 kilometers to find your autograph. I have to collect it quickly." Ziqiao felt that her life would change immediately, so she signed it very coolly. Meijia added: "Please sign it in italics. It's easy to identify." "Okay. Wait a minute," Ziqiao felt uncomfortable, and opened the rolled part, "Your piece of paper—the rent payment notice!" Meijia rushed to put the piece of paper away: "Of course. You don't have to pay rent to be an actor! Hurry up, don't play dumb this time, I have paperwork." Zi Qiao showed the pain and anger after being cheated: "Hey! Can you have a little bit of respect for a rising star." With the written evidence in hand, Meijia began to sarcasm unscrupulously: "You think we are filming a silly TV series, so why not help you find a bunch of extras to surround you as flowers?" Yifei also came to chime in: "It's not that we hit you. I think this matter is completely unreliable. The Chinese Men's Football World Cup win is actually about the same level as your outrageous." "Hey! Doesn't this count as a blow to me?" This time, even Zhan Bo was skeptical: "There are many performing arts companies out there now. One brick kills ten people, and nine of them are managers." Ziqiao retorted: "You must be jealous that I was discovered by scouts, but you didn't!" Zhan Bo said unconvinced: "Who said that, I was discovered by scouts a long time ago." Ziqiao looked at Zhanbo contemptuously: "You?" "I played a role of a dragon. They really asked me to play a dragon, and it was dressed in a dragon's props and clothes, so it was called a dragon!" Zhan Bo said sternly. How can Zi Qiao put the tricks in his eyes: "Hmph, I have a regular agent now, she will help me plan the career path of acting, I firmly believe that the prince will always ride the white horse, and the gold will always shine! " "The one riding the white horse may not necessarily be a prince, it may also be a Tang monk." Yifei taunted. "Golden is not necessarily gold, it may also be stool." Meijia added. "These two sentences are too old-fashioned. There are already new ones on the iPartment forum - those who can burn incense may not necessarily be monks, but may also be pandas." Zhan Bo continued. "I also have new ones - those with tattoos are not necessarily hooligans, they may also be Yue Fei." Yifei added. "Haha, I have it too, I have it too - the one who can fly is not necessarily a big bird, it may also be Li Ning. Hahahaha." Meijia is not to be outdone. The trio turned their teasing of Zi-Joe into a contest.Poor Zi Qiao was outnumbered and fell silent.At this time, Zi Qiao's phone rang.Ziqiao finally found a life-saving straw: "Look, my manager! Hey, sister Shan." He deliberately loudly let everyone hear. Sister Shan shook her head on the swivel chair on the other end of the phone: "Boy, you are lucky. I gave your information to a crew, and their producers are very satisfied. They want you to play the male lead." After that, watch He glanced at the rings in his hand. Zi Qiao shouted excitedly: "Really?" "Of course - no," Sister Shan's problem came again, "who would use an unknown guy as the male lead these days, unless the investor is crazy. Ha! But they will arrange a supporting role for you, yes A shot with his back to the screen, stabbed to death with a knife." "This..." Zi Qiao was embarrassed on the other end of the phone. "Fool. You can turn around after you've been stabbed! No one will make another shot for this shot, what a waste of film! Unless the director is crazy! Ha!" Sister Shan still joked that she wasn't funny. It's better to have a supporting role than nothing at all, Zi Qiao asked, "Then... when will the filming start?" Sister Shan hesitated for a moment: "Maybe it will take a while, the crew encountered a little difficulty." "What difficulty." "There is not enough money, the actors have not been decided, and the script is not yet available." Sister Shan didn't think these were big problems at all. "What?" For Zi Qiao, the problem was too big. Sister Shan didn't even bother to respond to the young boy's surprise: "It's okay, there is another foot-washing city to open, and an advertisement needs to be shot. I recommended you." "That's great. Advertisements are fine too." Zi Qiao couldn't care less. "Good boy, if you want to thank you, you have to thank your parents. You were born without any leg hair." Sister Shan smiled to herself: "Why do other actors here not want to shave their leg hair." Zi Qiao suddenly became alert: "How do you know?" Sister Shan changed into a treacherous voice: "There are cameras in the toilets of our company. You came to have sex last time, of course I know." Zi Qiao was scared out of her wits: "Huh?" "Ha! Just kidding," Sister Shane's joke has developed to a heinous level, "I will fax you the script of the advertisement in a while. Give me a serious look. Otherwise, I will shave all your hair. Ha! "Sister Shan hung up the phone. After the phone call, Ziqiao was dripping with sweat, but everyone around him was still waiting for the news! "Did you hear that, did you hear that? I'm going to shoot a commercial." Although Zi Qiao's face-changing was not as perverted as Sister Shan's, she was not ambiguous. Zhanbo said weakly, "What advertisement?" Zi Qiao said proudly: "Footwash City advertisement." "Wow——" Meijia changed the topic sharply, "I said I would never show my face." Yifei whispered: "It's a good thing to show no face, and we can't afford to lose face. Maybe people think that the Footwashing City is opened in our house." Everyone snickered. The phone at home rang, Zi Qiao picked it up, and then angrily yelled at the phone: "Hi! That's fine, don't call again!" After speaking, he threw the phone on the table. "Who's calling?" Zhan Bo asked. Zi Qiao vented all her anger on the damn phone call: "Damn prank. Whenever I'm waiting for a very important fax, there will always be a bastard who calls and makes a series of strange noises. Ki~~~ ~Gah~~~~ (sound of fax machine)." Zi Qiao left angrily. Xiaoxian enthusiastically took Wanyu to visit the radio studio: "Okay, Zhu Di has been given a long vacation by me, and today is your first day at work." With a new job, she is still satisfied, Wan Yu looks very positive: "Yessir, please assign me tasks." "The first thing you have to learn is to answer the phone for me." Xiao Xian was afraid that Wan Yu would not be able to understand her because she was not intuitive enough, so she gave an example, "Judy's biggest problem is that no matter what the phone is, she will transfer it all to the phone without moving her mind." Me. Last time a listener called and complained about why our program had no images, she actually forwarded it to me! This is a radio program, do we need to receive calls like this?" Wan Yu seemed quite clear: "Understood, I just want to help you filter out those stupid questions." Xiaoxian couldn't help feeling: "Smart! In fact, 100 listeners have 100 opinions. You can't satisfy everyone, because not everyone is human!" At this time, the phone rang. "Here! The call is coming." Xiaoxian signaled to Wanyu that the opportunity to perform has come. Wan Yu patted her chest, looking confident. Wan Yu picked up the phone and spoke in a very professional voice: "Hello, this is Zeng Xiaoxian's program group, I am his phone editor, what can I do for you... Oh, I'm sorry, he is recording a program, you If you have any comments, you can tell me... Well, okay, your opinions are very important to our progress. Please leave your phone number, and he will call you back when he is free..." Xiaoxian was very surprised by Wanyu's professionalism. "Is it convenient to leave your full name?...Okay, I hope you call again. Thank you, goodbye." Wan Yu wrote down the other party's information, and then looked at Xiao Xian with a smile. "What did he suggest?" Xiaoxian asked. Wan Yu answered very clearly: "He wants to change your show to a different time slot." "Ha! I just said that these audiences often have some stupid opinions." Xiaoxian is very satisfied with Wan Yu's work ability, "Wan Yu, I didn't expect you to do it so well the first time." Wan Yu said modestly: "My dad's secretary used to do this." "Not bad, keep working hard!" Xiaoxian praised. Wan Yu bowed: "Thank you boss!" Xiaoxian covered her chest in embarrassment: "Don't call it that. I'm not used to it." But the voice in his heart lingered in his ears: "Although I'm not used to it, it sounds quite comfortable." "By the way, I left my name and phone number on the table." Wan Yu walked to the door. Xiaoxian didn't care much: "Let him go." Wan Yu turned around with a smile: "He said his name is the director." Saying so, he closed the door. "Ha, there is actually someone with the surname 'Taiwan'" Xiaoxian quickly picked up the phone before finishing his sentence, "—Taiwan Director!?" Guan Gu asked respectfully: "Zi Qiao, I heard that you have signed with an entertainment company?" Ziqiao looked displeased: "You want to mock me too?" Guan Gu said sincerely: "Why, it's too late to be happy for you. I didn't say they didn't like you." He patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder. Ziqiao looked up gratefully: "Brother Guan Gu, you have seen the world." "By the way, Ziqiao, does your agent know any big directors?" Guan Gu asked. "Maybe," Ziqiao suddenly thought, "Why, you also want to change your career to become an actor?" Guan Gu explained his intention carefully: "It's like this. I thought of a way to make my comics attract everyone's attention the fastest, and that is to let a big director adapt the comics into movies." "adaptation?" "Didn't you see that "Garfield" was also adapted from comics to movies? There are also "Spiderman", "Transformers"..." Guan Gu gave an example. Ziqiao questioned: "But they are all funny movies and science fiction movies, and what you draw are all girl comics, it's different." "So, I've already looked for a good direction." Guan Gu came prepared. "Who?" "Wang Jiawei!" When Guan Gu said this name, he felt amazing. "Wow, but your protagonist is a cat." Zi Qiao still felt that something was wrong. Guan Gu made an in-depth analysis: "I read in a magazine that since "Assembly", he has not found a suitable script. I believe my "Love Triangle Cat" will definitely make his eyes shine, and then create a successor. Another box office miracle after Flying Daggers!" Zi Qiao was taken aback: "Wow! You really did a lot of homework, but none of the films you mentioned were made by Wong Kar Wai." Guan Gu asked stupidly: "Really? Isn't it just a romance movie?" Ziqiao wants to teach this blind man a good lesson: "Ha, you can tell you don't understand movies just by looking at them. It's a horror movie." "Oh! Live and learn." Guan Gu always believed in it every time he was fooled by Zi Qiao. For the sake of the only brother who supported her, Zi Qiao stepped forward: "Tomorrow I will take you to ask my agent. Maybe she will make a few calls for you in her busy schedule." Guan Gu said gratefully: "Really? That's great." "Welcome to "Your Moon, My Heart". I am a good man, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian. Xiaoxian is very happy tonight, because I am honored to welcome a new phone editor." Xiaoxian raised his head and looked Outside the soundproof glass, Wan Yu was holding a stapler and looking at him cutely. Xiao Xian stared at Wan Yu with infinite satisfaction, and used the topic in the show: "When you look up and see a beautiful woman working with you, it is so refreshing." At this moment, Wan Yu's attention shifted to the relationship between the stapler and the CD. She gestured first, and then simply used the stapler to staple the two CDs together. Her smile showed how novel and fun it was. Xiaoxian saw what was happening in the director's room, and wished to jump out to stop it immediately, the destructive power of this chick is too terrifying.However, Nai He was still broadcasting live. "Okay, let's get down to business. After listening to the emotional story just now, let's move on to today's call from the audience. If you have any troubles or confusion, you can call our hotline. After a piece of beautiful music, we will answer the first call from the audience." Xiaoxian pushed up the controller and made a gesture towards Wanyu. Wanyu responded with a smile, and Xiaoxian also smiled brightly. At this time, the phone outside rang.Wan Yu picked up the phone. "Hi, hello, this is "Your Moon, My Heart", but I'm not Zeng Xiaoxian, I'm his phone editor... Ah, I'm sorry, he is live broadcasting, if you have any questions, I can pass them on to him. Yes , is it convenient to leave your phone number? If he is free, he can call you back..." Still a very professional secretary. Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Wan Yu and made a gesture to tell him the situation outside. Wan Yu ignored him and continued to answer the next call. The numbers on the CD player display were jumping, and 5 minutes had passed.Zeng Xiaoxian saw that Wanyu had been answering the phone, but none of the calls came in. He kept making various movements, even the movements of a foolish gorilla, hoping that Wanyu could see it, but Wanyu just didn't look up. Seeing that a song was about to end, Xiaoxian couldn't wait any longer, so he switched to the call button in the director room: "Wan Yu! Wan Yu!" Wan Yu kept smiling, and gestured unhurriedly, telling him to wait. Xiaoxian opened his mouth wide, he was very confused, he really didn't know if this girl was reliable or not. Xiaoxian cut into the live broadcast: "Listeners, today's phone calls may be very busy. Our phone editors are sorting, please wait a moment. Let's enjoy another song." Xiaoxian pushed the button, got up hurriedly and walked outside. "Okay, he is broadcasting live. If you have any questions, you can call later. Thank you. Goodbye." Wan Yu still smiled and said the same words. Seeing Wan Yu hang up the phone easily, Xiaoxian felt a tearing pain in his heart: "What are you doing?" Wan Yu was busy taking notes in her notebook, and replied: "I'm working, look, I've written down their phone numbers. I'm almost overwhelmed. Huh! Why are these audiences so boring? Said to find you." Xiaoxian's tears were about to flow down: "Because now is the time for calls from the audience!" Wan Yu also smiled proudly: "Don't worry, I've taken care of everything for you. They're all stupid questions, and I blocked them all! Haha, I'm a more competent firewall than Kaspersky." Xiaoxian suppressed his anger: "Then may I ask, what should I say on tonight's program?" Wan Yu replied quickly and directly: "Tell me about your usual content." Xiaoxian finally roared angrily: "I usually answer calls and help them deal with their problems." Wan Yu seemed to have just heard Martian language: "Didn't you ask me to help you screen?" "Then you can't screen until there is no one left!" Xiaoxian supported his head and fell down on the bookshelf. "Then what should I do?" Wan Yu panicked when she realized that she had made a mistake. While retreating into the live broadcast room, Xiao Xian gave Wan Yu a death order: "Quick! Quick! Help me pick one up. If I don't speak again, it will be an accident broadcast." Wan Yu was still being silly: "Then who will come in?" "Next!" "Oh well." Zeng Xiaoxian returned to his seat, calmed down, and said, "Welcome back, now we will connect to the first call from the listener. Hello! Hello." Female audience: "Ms. Zeng?" "A good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian." This sentence can calm Xiaoxian the most. Female audience: "I have encountered difficulties. I will make a long story short, but it is a long story." Xiao Xian had just experienced a long wait without a phone call, how could it be too long now? "It's okay, I'll keep listening." Female audience: "I fell in love with my colleague Ah Zhi, but I didn't tell him. I told my other colleague Ah Hao. Ah Hao promised me not to tell others, but my colleague Ah De told me that Ah Hao secretly地告诉了另一个同事阿林，阿林又和阿志以前的女朋友阿兰很熟，我怕阿林会告诉阿兰，然后阿兰会去告诉阿志，这样我就会很尴尬。幸好现在阿兰正在和阿德谈恋爱。所以我就去找阿德帮我解决这个问题。阿德跟我说阿兰已经跟他分手了，他现在跟阿林好上了，让我去找阿林，可是阿林跟我说阿豪其实根本没有跟他说过什么。现在我晕了。我到应该相信谁？” 小贤比她更晕，情不自禁地发出怪声：“阿欧~~” 女听众：“我说的是阿志，不是阿欧，阿欧是我另一个部门的同事，阿欧是阿林的弟弟。可我不能跟他说，我喜欢的人是你哥哥的女朋友的前男友。这样关系就更乱了。你说我到底该跟谁说呢？是阿林、阿志、阿兰、阿德、阿豪、还是阿欧。” 小贤用双手紧紧捂住耳机。有一块小黑板摆在他的面前，上面写着很多人的名字，关系线错综复杂，小贤无可奈何地看着这块小黑板，然后说道：“小公鸡点到谁，我就选谁。” 小贤打了一个喷嚏，把思绪拉回现实：“——阿嚏！” 女听众赶忙说：“阿T！你怎么知道我们公司还有一个同事叫阿T。他和阿林有仇。可能是因为她暗恋阿兰的关系。不过阿T和阿豪关系不错……” 小贤的脑袋砸在了控制面板上。他恶狠狠地抬起头，盯着隔音玻璃外的宛瑜。宛瑜可爱地微笑，吐了吐舌头，继续开始玩订书机。 办公室里，闪姐正在爱情公寓网站布置自己的房间，十分投入。突然看到子乔进来，赶紧切换成excel图标，装正经。 子乔点头哈腰：“闪姐。我想介绍一个朋友给你认识。” 闪姐当然不屑：“是吗？也想做演员吗？这年头，都希望一人得道鸡犬升天。哈！让他进来，我看看，这次是鸡还是狗？” 子乔响指一打。 关谷像事先排练好的一样自我介绍：“你好。我叫关谷，关谷神奇。我来自日本，请多多关照。”深鞠一躬。 闪姐更加鄙视：“哈，日本人。在自己的地盘混不下去，到国外来混演艺圈，你以为这样就会红。你以为这里是好莱坞，还是以为你自己是贾樟柯？” 关谷摇摇手：“其实你误会了。其实我是一个漫画家。”又鞠躬。 闪姐戴上眼镜：“哦~怪不得长得和这班愣头愣脑的演员的确不一样。” 关谷再鞠躬：“谢谢。” 闪姐话里有话：“比他们长得还要愣！哈！不过——不过眼中带有一点温婉和柔情。我很喜欢。” 闪姐心中又燃起熊熊的欲火：“他长得就像一罐沙丁鱼，我很想把它装在口袋里，然后慢慢地吃一天，哈！” 游历江湖的子乔况且承受不住，傻头傻脑的关谷见了这阵势，尴尬得腿都软了。 子乔赶紧进入正题：“闪姐，您认识的导演多，能不能把我朋友的漫画推荐给他们，看看有没有机会改编成电影。”话语中带着奉承。 关谷双手呈上作品：“对，这是我的作品，请您过目。” “你的女主角——穿不穿衣服的？”闪姐根本不看，往边上一丢。 关谷老实回答：“不穿。” 闪姐兴奋地说：“哦？！那就好办了。” “我的主角都是猫。”关谷解释。 “oh！NO！”闪姐失望得大吼。 子乔赶紧圆场：“闪姐，你认识那么多导演，就帮我们随便打个电话问一下吧。说不定哪个导演会感兴趣。比如说——王家卫！” “啊！有道理！我怎么就没想到呢。”闪姐拿起电话，用笔随便敲了三个按钮。 子乔和关谷笑着对视了一眼。 闪姐装腔作势地对着电话说：“喂！王家卫啊！吃了吗？哦，没吃呢。没事回家多吃点。我跟你说啊，我有个朋友是画漫画的。你帮我把他的漫画改编成电影吧。对啊，主角是一只猫，你让梁朝伟来演怎么样！说不定这回，你们奥斯卡小金人就有找落了。嗯。”然后把电话狠狠地一挂。 子乔马上询问结果：“王家卫他怎么说？” “没问题。”闪姐恶狠狠地说。 子乔狂喜：“真的？” 闪姐马上转变：“当~然不是啦！吕子乔，我说你脑子是不是有毛病啊！还王家卫呢？敌敌畏我倒是有一瓶，要不要。”不知从哪里拿出一瓶“敌敌畏”重重地摆到桌上。 子乔和关谷同时做出猥琐状。 闪姐真的发火了，狠狠地训斥道：“我告诉你，吕子乔，我警告你，我每天坐在这个高级写字楼里不是吃饱了撑的帮你解决问题的。让我告诉你经纪人是做什么事情的！首先！你要成名帮我赚很多钱，然后！我才会来拍你马屁！听懂了没有。” “对不起，我错了，闪姐，我们走了。”子乔站起转身，拉着关谷就要离开。 “慢着！画漫画的那个。我正好有一份工作要找你。”闪姐走过来，推开子乔，凑到关谷身边。 关谷不住往后退：“什么工作？” 闪姐不住往他身上靠：“我一直想找人画幅画。《泰坦尼克号》jack给rose画的那种，你帮我画吧，我连项链都准备好了，哈！”说着拿出一颗“海洋之心”形状的塑料项链。 关谷一口水喷出来。 闪姐威逼加利诱：“如果你考虑一下，帮你找导演的事情我也可以考虑一下。哈！” 子乔向关谷点点头，关谷露出凄凉的表情。 节目艰难地结束了，小贤赶忙走出直播间，找到宛瑜：“宛瑜，我得给你培训一下，如何做一名电话编辑。” 宛瑜还乐呵呵地说：“你不是说我做得很好了吗？” 小贤为之一愣，又不好太伤这个女孩单纯的心，只好委婉地说：“没错，你是很有潜质，但有些地方还有待提高。听着，电话编辑是一门艺术。你不能什么电话都接进来，也不能什么电话都不接进来。明白吗？你应该询问一下打电话进来的人，他一会儿想说的是什么？然后经过筛选和处理，再接进来。” “怎么处理呢？”宛瑜像个幼儿园大班的同学在提问。 “首先，那些反人类的话题就不用接进来了。” “什么叫反人类？你是说恐怖分子？你也帮他们解决感情问题？”宛瑜总在奇怪的思维方式上，脑筋才能转得飞快。 小贤只好再举例说明：“就像上次打来的那个，出场人物就有十几个，而且名字都差不多，这就属于严重的反人类，因为她说的话只有外星人才能明白！”还得就着宛瑜的思维去解释。 “哦。”宛瑜可算是听懂了。 “然后就是恶作剧电话，你要留下他们的真实姓名和座机号码，这样他们就不会胡来了。再有，就是那些自己都不知道自己要说什么的电话。” "What's the meaning?" “就是那些打电话进来，情绪激动或者语无伦次的听众。要知道，不是每个听众都能把自己要说的故事表述清楚。为了提高节目的收听率，你可以先让他们说一遍，帮他们整理一下思路，比如说什么时间顺序，人物有哪些，核心问题是什么。然后再接进来，否则不仅我听不懂，其他听众也听不懂。”小贤用手势加以辅助，举例加以说明，分析得头头是道，就像一个广播主持专业的指导老师。 宛瑜听得津津有味：“哦！明白了，原来做电话编辑还有那么多门道。” 小贤以身说法帮助宛瑜建立信心：“当然啦！其实我大学毕业也是从电话编辑开始做的。刚开始的时候，我的经历跟你很像。”说着说着勾起了小贤伤心的回忆：“其实……呃……要是我当年能够分清楚哪些电话该接进来，哪些不该接进来的话，我现在怎么会还在做电台主持人呢！”小贤在心里抱头痛哭。 There was a knock on the door. “来了。”美嘉打开门。 闪姐一身豹纹打扮出现在门口：“吕子乔！欧！我走错了？”看见美嘉转身要走。 美嘉立即留住她：“没有，他住在这里，请进。” 闪姐大摇大摆地走了进来。 美嘉试探着问道：“你是？” 闪姐昂起头：“我是闪殿霞，她的经纪人。你又是谁？吕子乔有女儿了？” 美嘉笑得像朵花：“其实我是她的室友，很高兴你把我说得那么年轻，不过吕子乔能生得出那么漂亮的女儿吗？”说着用手端起下巴。 “我只是开个玩笑，其实你长得像吕子乔的姨妈，你一定没听懂我的幽默，哈。”闪姐在哪里说话都是大转弯。 美嘉不高兴地喊道：“子乔。你的经纪人来了。” 子乔连忙出来：“闪姐！你怎么来了！快坐快坐。”卑下地扶着闪姐就坐。 闪姐刚一坐下，就当自己家一样地随意打量整个房间：“你住的地方和我想象得差不多——一样的毫无特色。作为一名艺人，你应该时刻注意你的生活环境，好的环境才能熏陶出你的艺术气息。哦，我忘了，你还没钱买不了别墅，哈。”又是一个低俗的幽默。 子乔急着表态：“我一定会努力的。” 闪姐习惯性地抚摸自己满手的戒指：“你那条洗脚城的广告准备得怎么样了？” “我已经把台词都背出来了。” 美嘉在一旁数落：“可不是吗？一共三句。而且都是象声词。” “三句也是需要反复斟酌的。”子乔示意美嘉闪一边去。 闪姐放声大笑：“哈哈哈哈！你太虚伪了。这个小姑娘说得没错，三句象声词你斟酌个屁啊！又不出脸，你就别脱裤子放屁了。来，看看闪姐给你安排的新广告。”说着在包里翻起来。 “真的吗？”子乔很兴奋。 闪姐把瓶子托起来：“腿毛立消净。” 子乔看来很失望：“可我的腿毛本来就不多啊。”情不自禁地摸了摸上次被烫伤的地方。 “所以让你演剃毛后啊！”闪姐把瓶子丢到子乔身上，“小子，你走运了，一上手就有那么多广告可以拍。接下来的三个月我还帮你预订了除臭拖鞋，男性丝袜，和脚癣一次净的广告。” 子乔张大嘴巴：“怎么都是下半身的？” 闪姐很不耐烦：“你管那么多！你要先从赚钱的活开始。小子，你还不清楚艺人经纪行业的运作规则吧！你签给了我，就要替我赚钱，我替你签合同，每一份合同我抽成百分之五十。可是你告诉我0的百分之50是多少？” 美嘉赶紧伸出手指：“一七得七，二七四十八……”子乔也跟着扳手指算。 换到闪姐受不了了：“都是一群笨蛋，我真想扇你们！如果你敢搞砸了，哈！我就把你卖到菲律宾去。” 子乔身子颤抖地回话：“闪姐，我一定会认真对待的。” “这还差不多，你只要拍满3条广告，我就可以把你往剧组送了。对了，这是广告的定金。”闪姐说着，随手丢出一叠美钞。 子乔和美嘉同时惊叹：“哇塞！”子乔赶紧把钱揽进怀里。 美嘉也蹦蹦跳跳地凑上来：“美金啊！果真是金灿灿的。” 闪姐看到眼前两人的口水都要流出来了，不禁挖苦：“真是没见过世面，哈！” 子乔这回腰杆子直了，对美嘉说：“你不是说骑白马的不一定是王子，金灿灿的有可能是大便吗？” 美嘉才没空理会他呢，向闪姐展开胸怀：“闪姐姐，你看我行吗？我腿上也没什么毛。” 闪姐笑得眼睛都看不见了：“你啊？脸蛋还不错，就是身材，OH……”紧盯着美嘉的平胸，“我给你介绍一家专业的丰胸机构，好多韩国明星什么金洗衫啦河里秀啦车太闲啦都是那里做的。”拿出一张卡片，“报我的名字，给你打个对折。搞定了再来找我。对了，告诉你一个秘密，我就是那里做的。哈！” 美嘉激动地连声说：“真的吗？谢谢。谢谢。” 闪姐心说：“这家丰胸机构也是我开的，对付这种小姑娘，我还没失手过。” 钱到手，子乔不忘虚情假意一番：“闪姐，真是辛苦您了。您有什么吩咐直接打电话不就好了，不用专程再为我跑一次了。” 闪姐的调调又来了：“当~然不是了。我其实是来找你的那个小画家的。小画家！” 子乔马上会意，大叫道：“关谷！关谷！” 关谷带着墨镜出来，看到闪姐吓了一跳，扶墙站住。 子乔看到墨镜，问道：“关谷你怎么了？” 关谷哆哆嗦嗦地说：“可能是长针眼了。” 子乔偷偷问道：“她没有光着身子给你画吧？” 关谷小声回答：“没有，我是凭记忆画的。” “小画家，过来啊，上次你帮我画的那张'泰坦尼克号'——真棒！我有个姐妹也想你帮她画一张，怎么样？”闪姐搔首弄姿的样子极度恶心。 关谷二话没说跑回房间，半路上还是吐了出来。 闪姐满心欢喜：“我开玩笑的，不过我就喜欢逗他，哈！” 一菲走了进来：“收房租，收房租。” 子乔连忙把一菲拉到一边，悄悄说：“我经纪人在这儿。求求你口下留情，我好不容易有广告拍了，千万别搅黄了，好不好？” 一菲小声回答：“你把上个月的房租给补了，我就帮你说好话。” 子乔当着一菲，拍了拍那叠美金：“成交。” 一菲瞬间变化腔调：“闪姐，是吧？我老听我们家子乔说起你。” 闪姐可不吃这一套：“这又是谁？你妈？还是你后妈？身材倒保持得还不错。就是造型把你的真实年龄给出卖了。” 一菲怒目圆瞪，子乔做手势让她平静。 “我是他朋友，呵呵。子乔最近可用功了，为了拍这条广告，他女朋友每天陪他练习台词，我住在隔壁都能听见。” 一菲本是为子乔说好话，谁知闪姐变了脸：“慢着，你说什么！” 虽然还不知道为什么，但是子乔马上意识到不好：“我说吧，叫你别乱说话。” “我说什么了？”一菲不明所以。 子乔也是：“对啊，她说什么了？” “你女朋友？你有女朋友了？你怎么不早说。”闪姐说着收拾东西，然后把美金也一起收进了包了。 子乔当然不甘心，拦住她：“闪姐，你怎么走了？” 闪姐向着门口每走一步就狠狠地戳一下子乔的心坎：“你没看合同吗？我们公司的艺人是不允许私自恋爱的，这是行规。你都有女朋友了，你怎么可能还会红？到时候我怎么给你安排绯闻啊！没有绯闻你怎么提高曝光率，没有曝光率你还红个屁啊！” 子乔哀求：“我可以做实力派。” 闪姐假惺惺地笑着：“这倒是哦，我还有一个建议，你可以去做菠萝派啊，香蕉派卖得更好，你要不要试试啊？” 子乔目送闪姐离开，到手的美金就这么飞了，他的魂儿也飞了。 关谷探出头来：“她走了吧？” 闪姐又折回来，关谷赶紧躲回去。 闪姐对着关谷摆造型：“小画家，我说的那事，你再考虑一下，别躲了，我看见你了，哈！” “各位听众，下面又到了《你的月亮我的心》的听众来电环节，一段优美的音乐过后，我们将接进今天第一位听众的来电。”小贤转入CD，关上话筒，按了一下通话按钮，“宛瑜，准备好了吗？” 宛瑜做了一个OK的手势。 小贤还不放心：“你确定已经过滤过了？” 宛瑜又做了一个OK的手势。 小贤勉强放心：“好吧。接进来吧。”说着打开话筒。 青年男听众：“喂？喂？” 小贤调整话筒：“喂，这位听众您好，听得见吗？” 青年男听众：“咦？怎么突然变成了一个男的？” 小贤又有不好的预感：“请问你有什么问题？” 青年男听众：“问题？嗯，是这样的，我的女朋友给我发了短信，她说'我要和你分手'。” “发短信分手？” 青年男听众：“唉，这不算什么，我收到她要求分手的短信之后，还没来得及伤心，就又收到了她的另一条短信……她说'对不起，发错了'。” 小贤想当然地说：“看来你的女朋友外面已经有别的人了。我建议你还是快刀斩乱麻，跟她分了算了。” 青年男听众突然发火：“你说什么呢！哪儿有你这样的人啊。” 青年男听众：“刚才你们那个小姐可不是这么说的。她说有可能是个恶作剧。让我先确认一下再作决定。5分钟前，我收到短信，原来是我同学拿我女朋友手机要开我的玩笑。还好你们那位小姐提醒了我，否则我就真的想不开了。” 宛瑜在玻璃窗外做出胜利的“V”字手势。 小贤尴尬地说：“请问，那你还打过来要问什么呢？” 青年男听众很不客气：“我没说我有问题啊，我只是打过来感谢她。怎么突然变成一个男人了？喂！你谁啊？” 小贤无奈地说：“哦，那好，这位听众，我帮你转出去。”小贤切电话，在节目中给自己台阶下：“呵呵……这位听众挺有趣的，从这件事情我们可以看出，做事不能太莽撞，凡事都要问清楚。那我们来听听下一位听众的故事。”边说边瞄宛瑜。 宛瑜又做了一个OK的手势。 男听众：“喂、喂、喂？” 小贤重振精神：“这位听众你好，我是节目主持人曾小贤，能听见吗？” 男听众结结巴巴地说：“听……听……得到。” “麻烦您说话节奏快一点好吗？” 男听众很无辜：“我……我……也想啊，可我一听见陌生人……的……的声音就……就紧张。”说的非常的慢。 晚上到现在还没有一个像样的电话，小贤越听越不耐烦：“那请问你有什么问题要问吗？” 男听众：“我……我……刚才和接线员聊……得挺好的。我听到她的声音……一点都不紧张，现在我……又又紧张了。你能不能……帮我接回去？”宛瑜开心地在玻璃外面摇来摇去。 小贤晕厥。心里在用颤抖的声音呼唤：“朱迪！你在哪儿啊！你再不回来，我就该下岗了。” 次日的酒吧间里，曾小贤抱着个沙发靠垫在流口水，样子像脑残儿童或者患上了阿尔兹海默氏症。宛瑜在一边开开心心地伺候着，递过一杯果汁，小贤摇摇头。 展博和一菲如约而至。 “对了，宛瑜，你的工作怎么样？”展博关切地问。 宛瑜微笑地搅着果汁：“很好很开心啊。” 小贤心情沉重地说：“你问问你爸爸，愿不愿意把电台买下来，我宁可做标本。” 展博刚要提问，闪姐进来，手里拿着一个包裹好的像框。 这可是在爱情公寓的地盘上，一菲以不