Boyfriend For Hire

Meng Yufan brought a storm of inspiration to Yang Xiao.

Throughout the night, Yang Xiao nailed herself to death in front of the computer with no distractions. His fingers seemed to have his own consciousness, capturing all the auras in his brain, threading needles and threading them into the most beautiful cloth, and cutting them into the most shining costumes. .

She sat from night to morning, except to go to the bathroom, she never left her seat, nor was she distracted once.

When the takeaway arrived, Meng Yufan sat beside her with the lunch box, and fed her chopsticks. After dinner, Meng Yufan cut the fruit again and cut it into small pieces. Yang Xiao had no time to take care of it. She opened her mouth to eat what was delivered to her mouth. As for what to eat, whether it tasted good or not, who fed her it. , She has no consciousness at all.

She is devoted to the work in front of her. She is like a warrior who has overcome all obstacles. The most powerful enemy, the most ferocious dragon, is placed in front of her. She just wants to raise the sword in her hand to overcome this difficulty. Come down!

...This kind of working state lasted from late night to dawn. The first ray of morning light passed through the blinds and spilled on her body. The girl's fingertips were beating with the sunlight on the keyboard, and the last word was knocked out-the sword is pulled. A beautiful sword flower, neatly returned.

Yang Xiao stared at the files on the screen blankly, and even she herself couldn't believe that this was her masterpiece for one night. She didn't make a ppt due to time constraints, but more than a dozen pages of documents full of dry goods and pictures and texts are enough to explain her efforts.

Being able to come up with such a perfect plan in a few hours is inseparable from her accumulation of work over the past few years and the many homework she has done for the project. But what she is most grateful for is Meng Yufan for giving her this inspiration.

Speaking of Meng Yufan-Yang Xiao's eyes swept across the messy study, to the next living room, and saw that on the sofa in the living room, her boy was slumped there, with his head hanging down, two large ones with nowhere to put. His long legs fell outside the sofa, and he was asleep with his eyes closed.

He fulfilled his promise last night: Yang Xiao only needs to work here with peace of mind, and he will quietly wait for her next to her.

Yang Xiao felt soft in her heart, she walked towards him quickly, raised her hand and gently pushed his shoulder.

"Yufan...Yufan, wake up." She whispered to him, "Why fall asleep here? Go back to the bedroom to sleep, it's so cold here."

Meng Yufan didn't sleep well, as soon as she pushed, he woke up in a daze.

Before he opened his eyes, he fumbled and took her hand, and replied in a daze, "I can't see you in the bedroom..."

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the sky outside the window, and asked chaotically, "What time is it?"

"It's past six, it's almost seven."

"...Seven o'clock...seven o'clock...seven o'clock?!!!" Meng Yufan woke up in an instant, he jumped up from the sofa, as if a spring was installed under his butt, "That's okay. , The coach told me to go back to school for a morning run at six o'clock!!!"

He took a look at the phone, and sure enough, there were a dozen missed calls densely packed on the phone. He tremblingly clicked on WeChat, and Coach Wu sent a hideous [smile].

Meng Yufan: "...Hey."

The punishment of twenty laps is unavoidable.

Two people, one to go to work and the other to school, huddled together to wash and change clothes. Meng Yufan has been taking supplements recently, and his beard has grown very quickly, but after one night's effort, his chin has grown a layer of hairy scum.

While brushing his teeth, Yang Xiao curiously pressed his palm against his chin, stabbing it, and feeling like he had raised a cactus.

Meng Yufan avoided her dishonest hands and seized the time to shave. Yang Xiao stared at his reflection in the mirror and saw that he was skillfully scraping the scum on his chin with a small spatula. Once again, he realized that he was already a "man" instead of a "boy".

"Sister Xiaoxiao, you didn't sleep last night, don't you need to rest?" the boy in the mirror asked.

"There's no time." Yang Xiao shook his head, applying makeup to the mirror, "I'm going to the company for a cup of coffee, at least I will make it through today."

Both of them are fighters, and in the face of difficulties, the fighters will never retreat.

...

"Good morning."

"good morning."

"Good morning."

At 8:30 in the morning, there were waves of greetings in the office of Hwaseong TV Station Satellite Channel.

When Yu Linglong stepped out of the elevator, he welcomed the respectful greetings from many younger generations.

Since the previous team was poached away, Yu Linglong has transformed from an unknown ordinary choreographer into a "loyal veteran", instantly becoming the most senior subordinate beside Zhou Hui.

For this reason, when other employees in the team saw him, they naturally greeted him with a smile and looked forward to him.

Yu Linglong came early. When he arrived, most of the work desks were still empty in the office. Today is Friday, the last day of the national legal working day-but in the group of the female devil Zhou Hui, she is the "fa", she Say you have to work a few days a week, then you have to work a few days.

Yu Linglong looked around for a week and couldn't help but sneer when he saw Yang Xiao's desk was empty.

Sure enough, the new director was tortured by Zhou Hui until he escaped...

He didn't understand what Zhou Hui was thinking at all? When the last team left, she didn't reflect on her mistakes. Instead, she poured all the pressure on him madly, forcing him to come up with one version after another, but she was dissatisfied with each version of the plan. Yu Linglong has been by her side for so many years, but the rank has only risen once, and Yu Linglong doesn't say anything, in fact, there is a lot of resentment in his heart.

What made him most unacceptable was that Zhou Hui dug a choreographer from other channels after discovering that he could not squeeze inspiration from him!

He had inquired about it in advance. The average ratings of Yang Xiao’s previous show was only about 0.8, and during the New Year’s recording, there was a recording accident, which caused a huge scandal. The entire variety channel was battered by that incident. , The three directors were all shocked...

Such a small editor and director, even if Zhou Hui digs it up, can she still hope that she can give some amazing ideas?

What a joke!

Yu Linglong raised the corner of his mouth lightly, hiding the ridicule in his eyes. He was about to walk towards his work station, when suddenly the door of the pantry opened, and a beautiful figure walked into his sight.

I saw Yang Xiao holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and the strong bitterness came out of the cup without adding any milk or sugar.

She looked a little tired, with some red blood in her eyes, but she was in good spirits and walked like wind.

She didn't notice Yu Linglong, and walked to her workstation quickly, waking up the dormant computer—Yu Linglong glanced at a distance and found that Yang Xiao’s computer screen was stuck in a document full of words. .

Yu Linglong's heart tightened, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously.

He walked quickly to the side of Yang Xiao's workstation, seeming to be chatting.

"Yang Xiao, why did you arrive so early?... It wasn't because I stayed in the station all night to work overtime last night, right?"

"No." Yang Xiao raised his head and smiled, and said lightly, "My house is right by the side. It only takes ten minutes to walk, so I came a little earlier."

Yu Linglong just pretended to see the document on the computer and asked: "How about it? Will the proposal for this afternoon be ready?"

Yang Xiao was not wary of him, thinking that he was simply concerned about her as a senior: "I have some ideas. I wrote a simple document last night, but it has not been organized into ppt."

"Um... that's not going to work." Yu Linglong was relieved: creative ideas written in documents? It's just fragments of inspiration. "You may not know that satellite TV and terrestrial channels are different, the whole office atmosphere is different, but we are very professional. Maybe your channel has a proposal meeting and just hand in a word document at will, but on our satellite TV, all The pre must be organized into a ppt that can be shown to everyone, and the content is concise and concise-the producer will not have the patience to read a large and large text description like you."

"..." Yang Xiao didn't know if she was thinking too much, Yu Linglong's tone made her feel very uncomfortable.

What is meant by "satellite and terrestrial channels are different"? What is meant by "we are very professional"? What does it mean "you can hand in a word document as you like"?

The proposal meeting is originally a brainstorming. As long as you clearly articulate your ideas and fully introduce your selling points, the form you rely on is not important.

Of course, there are local rules in one place. Zhou Hui asked his subordinates to submit a ppt, then Yang Xiao could organize the document into ppt. The different forms are not the reason for Yu Linglong to look down on her.

Yang Xiao originally had a good impression of Senior Ling Long, but he didn't expect that he actually had a sting in his words.

Yu Linglong didn’t realize that Yang Xiao’s evaluation of him had dropped by one level, and continued to talk boastfully--

"Yang Xiao, I'm doing this for you. This is all my experience of blood and tears." Yu Linglong said in a casual tone, "But you also have to understand that there is a reason why Teacher Zhou is so demanding of us... …After all, a "strong woman" like her who got married and divorced quickly after her 40s would always be critical at work."

Yang Xiao: "..."

If you have a hammer at hand, Yang Xiao must blow Yu Linglong's dog's head! ! ! !

Fortunately, she thought he was a young literary man at first, but she didn't think he was even more mouth-watering than a roadside aunt.

Yang Xiao does not know Zhou Hui's marital status, but is there any direct and necessary relationship between Zhou Hui's marital status and her work attitude? ? ? ? There is something in Yu Linglong's words, which implies that "Zhou Hui is divorced at such a young age, so she can only torture subordinates because of her psychopath", and wants to instill this idea into Yang Xiao.

But in Yang Xiao's view, this statement is too irresponsible.

Yang Xiao, a new employee who just entered the company, couldn't wait to tell her the leadership gossip. Does he just want her to "stand in line"?

She didn't have much contact with Zhou Hui, only the day before yesterday. It is true that Zhou Hui is demanding, has a bad temper, and speaks awkwardly, but there are a lot of male leaders with the same personality in the stage. After all, producers need to grasp the direction of the entire program, and leaders who are not strong enough cannot control it. No one would confuse a male leader's work attitude with his marital status, so why would he argue with Zhou Hui behind his back?

"... Brother Yu, whether Teacher Zhou is divorced or married has nothing to do with my proposal this time." Yang Xiao said lightly, "I'm sorry, I still have things to do. After all, I have to hurry up This document, which is not available on the table, is organized into ppt."

"You..." Yu Linglong was stabbed by her, but couldn't fault it, so she gritted her teeth and left.

He sat back in his seat, thinking more and more angry.

This Yang Xiao, he threw an olive branch to her, but she deliberately didn't pick it up. Then don't blame him for "seriously pricking" her at the proposal meeting for a while!

...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting room on the 20th floor of Hwaseong TV Station.

TV stations have limited space and there are only a few meeting rooms, all of which need to be booked in advance. At the beginning and end of each month, there are often eight channels competing for a large conference room at the same time.

However, this situation has never happened on Satellite TV.

Hwaseong TV is the pro-son of Hwaseong TV, and even the most promising eldest son. It has its own dedicated studio and meeting room, except for satellite TV staff, people from other channels have no chance to step into it.

Yang Xiao stood in front of the projector and looked around the crowded room. She used to hope that she would have the opportunity to stand here, and today this wish has come true-and she is still the keynote speaker!

The hands hanging on both sides of his body were gently squeezed into fists, Yang Xiao calmed down, and finally checked the program plan to be reported later.

Due to time constraints, her ppt is not beautifully done, and the content is not detailed enough, more like a set of refined speech outlines. But it doesn't matter, she is confident that she can pass on the most core ideas to everyone through her own explanation.

She spoke quickly several times in her head. The people in the conference room gradually filled up, and strange faces gathered on her. No one of them spoke, but everyone’s eyes were engraved with doubts about her-no one believed that she could impress the picky Zhou. painted.

At this moment, the door of the meeting room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Hui took the lead and walked into the meeting room quickly. The assistant behind her graciously opened the chair and arranged tea for her. She sat in the middle seat, like a queen inspecting her new soldier.

Yu Linglong sat in the position closest to her, with the computer turned on and placed in front of her, looking patiently for advice.

"Well, I will have a meeting in other program groups in a while." Zhou Hui raised his wrist and glanced at the time. "Don't talk nonsense, I'll give you half an hour and go through your things."

This time is shorter than Yang Xiao expected, but it doesn't matter, it will not affect her explanation.

The lights in the meeting room went out, and in the darkness, the projection screen came on.

Yang Xiao stood under the light, slowly speaking——

"Good producer, good colleagues. I found a new key word for "King of Rebounds"-don't give up, don't give up."

Before Zhou Hui could speak, Yu Linglong laughed first.

"Huh?" Yu Linglong said, "Am I going to go to the military program of the next-door group? Do not abandon, do not give up, are all coming out?"

Following his words, there was a little laughter in the entire conference room.

Zhou Hui did not stop those ridicules, nor did she criticize Yang Xiao. She had a cold expression and waited for Yang Xiao to follow along.

Yang Xiao: "Before I explain this concept, I want to ask you one thing. Surely everyone has grown up. There should be sports students in the school, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Then you have paid attention, where did these sports students go in the end?"

"Uh..." someone replied, "Where else can I go to continue to study, some go to sports schools, some go to comprehensive colleges to be special students."

Yang Xiao looked at the person and shook his head: "No, your idea is completely based on the survivor's deviation. In fact, just like many ordinary students drop out after nine years of compulsory education, even after finishing high school. Like failing to enter colleges and universities, many children who dream of sports have not made it to the end."

The light and shadow change on the big screen, and Yang Xiao showed a set of data, which is a table that she compiled after searching the news over the years through the Internet.

"Take basketball as an example. A national youth basketball competition is held every year. However, we can see from these data that the number of basketball players participating in u14 is much less than that of u12 each year; and the number of basketball players participating in u16 is far less than u14. ......" She said, the mouse circled a few key statistics, "That is to say, as we get older, there are fewer and fewer people who are still sticking to their basketball dreams."

"After all, not everyone is capable of entering the national team!" Someone raised his hand, and Yang Xiao recognized him as the coordinator of the program group. As a result, as soon as the official game came on, the whole reaction ability was too poor."

"Yes, what you are talking about is a situation that has not been able to continue-although you have a dream, you can't keep up with your own ability, which is commonly known as'congenital insufficiency'." Yang laughed.

There was another little laughter in the conference room.

Yang Xiao: "Why did these people leave the basketball world? Simply put, it can be summed up in two points. One is the colleague’s'congenital deficiencies', and the other is because of family poverty and other'acquired' reasons. To the court."

She changed her voice—"They are all abandoned by fate."

The meeting room suddenly became quiet. Someone wanted to cough, and as soon as he uttered a cough, he immediately pressed his mouth.

Yang Xiao said, "However, there are still people who have persisted on this road. Are these people who have persisted, are all Jordan reincarnations? Can everyone afford the high private education fees? ... No Yes, many of them are also struggling with their fate. They want to give up countless times, but they persisted countless times."

Ppt returned to the first page again, and the six words gradually split and changed, forming a new slogan.

"On the way to realize my dream, not to be abandoned by fate, nor to give up destiny-this is my understanding of the sport of basketball."

After saying a loud voice, Yang Xiao bravely met Zhou Hui's gaze.

I saw the gold medal producer leaning forward slightly, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.

She tapped the knuckles on the table and said, "Go on."

But Yang Xiao heard affirmation from these two extremely simple words.

Ppt turned another page, and new content appeared on the big screen behind Yang Xiao.

"My proposal is to expand the scope of selection and introduce players of different age groups. It is tentatively scheduled for the 14-16 year old reserve juvenile group, 20-25 year old active athletes, and 30-35 year old retired athletes, representing the inheritance and inheritance of basketball dreams. Carry forward. Encourage athletes to combine freely, form small teams, play 3v3, 5v5 pk games... and finally decide the winner."

Youths with a bright future, youths at the peak of their sports careers, middle-aged people who have already left the court... Their lives are closely related to basketball. On this difficult road, if they take a wrong step, they will miss the championship.

They stand on both sides of the long river of time, examining themselves and others.