Spare Tire is Gone

Fans of Shen Jia really experienced what it's like to ride a roller coaster.

After seeing the clarification on Weibo, they first breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of their thoughts for a day and cried happily, crying and celebrating that their cub/brother did not fall in love with them behind their backs.

Then they became angry, furious, and criticized the paparazzi for writing the news, calling the paparazzi for being blind, and they were both male and female!

In the end, they were excited about holding the picture of the teenager again, praising that Shen Jia was good-looking, cute, handsome, and cute when he was a child...until the praise was lost, they finally got out of the state of only cubs/brothers in their eyes, and restored their usual rational restraint. In an orderly manner, I saw Qi Cong.

At this look, many fans couldn't help but utter a "fuck" in their hearts.

This new assistant...seems a bit pretty.

Compared with the fans who can only see their cubs/brothers in their eyes for the first time, the reactions of the netizens who eat melon are much simpler and clearer. They enthusiastically beat all the fans with the laughter that smashed the sky, and occupied the hot comments. The first few.

I ate a melon: Fuck hahahahahaha, so Shen Jia's girlfriend, who has been hot and searched all day, is actually a man? What kind of sand sculpture oolong is this? Is this paparazzi helping Shen Jia to abuse the powder and solid powder? The bloggers of the green zone earnestly picking Shen Jia's girlfriend, are you okay hahahaha.

Healthy and safe over 20: Hahahahahaha, I laughed too loudly, so noisy that the neighboring community sent security guards to arrest me [caught on the spot.jpg]

My cp is all true: I...I'm sorry, I'm so happy, guarding each other, you take me and I take you, the introverted little cutie from the past has grown into a proud little wolf dog, and protects the good brother/brother who used to protect himself...begin On top.

The dish is a protective color: the long hair of death and the angle of death are unstoppable. Now, do you want to be a star assistant? [Kneel], it's no wonder that the assistant brother will be recognized as a girl, this excellent cheek contour, this thin With his body shape, coupled with the hair that grows a lot more than the average man, it really seems to be the kind of tall, thin and rusty girl from a distance.

Then in the fifth place, there was finally a comment that was suspected to be a fan of Shen Jia.

I want to go to the end of your line of sight: other traffic is exploded in love affair is **** wind, Shen Jia is exploded in love affair, but the paparazzi oolong recognizes the male as a female, Shen Jia, please reflect on it, if this continues, which paparazzi is still willing to shoot you [狗头]

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When the Internet was booming, Qi Cong was heading to Shen Jia’s residence in Beishi with Shen Jia and Shen Jia’s agent Zhao Zhenxun.

Qi Cong was in charge of driving, Zhao Zhenxun and Shen Jia sat in the back seat, one whispering quickly reporting the schedule, and the other sitting and listening.

"...Recorded "Singer Guess and Guess" on the 29th, gave the Chunyu public welfare platform on the 30th, entered the crew of "Qing Gu Chuan" on the 31st, and officially started filming on the 1st. I will print the script of the "Qing Gu Chuan" for you. This is It’s the first time you acted as the male one of a large-scale ancient puppet show. You give me a little bit of strength and act well. You don’t want your acting skills to be amazing, but you don’t want to be suppressed by two boys and three boys, understand?"

Shen Jia was bitter: "From tomorrow to the end of the month, there is almost half a month, is there no rest time for a day?"

Zhao Zhenxun’s dad’s face: "No, you have already taken the holidays for this month and next month. You play "The Legend of Qinggu" for me, and I will give you a few days off in October."

Shen Jia collapsed in despair: "I still want to go to the Cong Ge game in October..."

"What do you want to see! Do you have time? Just look at it!" Zhao Zhenxun glanced at Qi Cong who was driving, swallowed the words "and he may not be able to get the match quota", and grabbed Shen Jia to get up and continue to ask him to work. On the matter.

More than half an hour later, the car drove into a high-end residential area in Ping'an District, Beishi City. Shen Jia was alive again, holding the back of the driver's seat to show Qi Cong the way, and murmured excitedly for a while to arrange the room for Qi Cong after he got home.

"Qi Cong."

Shen Jia stopped talking. Qi Cong looked at Zhao Zhenxun who was speaking through the rearview mirror, and responded: "Broker Zhao."

Zhao Zhenxun was still the face of his stepdad, and said: "You go to the physical examination tomorrow. After the physical examination, come to me with the bill and I will reimburse you. Your position is Shen Jia’s personal life assistant, mainly responsible for taking care of Shen Jia’s daily necessities and daily life. Remind Shen Jia of his daily itinerary, and urge him to prepare for the itinerary in advance. Give me your contact information for easy contact."

Qi Cong nodded: "Okay. Can I give the contact information tomorrow? I want to change the number in Beijing."

"Then you can send me a message as soon as possible, and when it's done, you can find Jia Jia Na for my phone number. What are you doing with me?" Zhao Zhenxun suddenly turned his head and looked at Shen Jia next to him. "You think I'm fierce? I'm usually right. This is your attitude, and it's all about Xiaohan and others. Work is work, personal relationships belong to personal relationships, and scores clearly."

"Brother Zhao." Shen Jia was anxious and secretly took a look at Qi Cong.

Qi Cong knew that Zhao Zhenxun was saying this to himself, and steadily parked the car into the underground parking lot of Building No. 7 in the community, interrupting Shen Jia's words: "Here."

The three of them got off the car and took the elevator to the tenth floor and entered Shen Jia's house. Zhao Zhenxun helped Shen Jia put Qi Cong's luggage in the second bedroom, and then cruelly confiscated Shen Jia's sports car keys and looked at Qi Cong.

Qi Cong waited for the following.

Zhao Zhenxun frowned, glanced at Shen Jia again, and said to Qi Cong, "Call me as soon as possible after changing the number tomorrow." After speaking, he left without drinking any saliva.

"I was scared to death. I thought that Brother Zhao would detain you too." Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily put Qi Cong on the shoulders, "Brother Cong, we can work together in the future. Don't think too much, Zhao. Brother is a knife mouth tofu heart, he doesn't hate you like that, he just talks like that."

Qi Cong smiled at Shen Jia: "I know."

Shen Jia’s house is very large, with four rooms. When Shen Jia renovated, only the master bedroom and the second bedroom were kept, and the remaining two rooms were converted into a game room and a gym and dance room respectively.

After basically settled down, Shen Jia took Qi Cong to a nearby supermarket to make up some daily necessities, had dinner, and then went home to wash up quickly, and rushed into Qi Cong's room holding the album: "Brother Cong, let's sleep together tonight! "

Qi Cong, who was sorting out the balance on the planning account, covered the notepad and smiled at Shen Jia: "Okay."

Qi Cong also went to wash up and lay down on the bed. Shen Jia hurriedly leaned over, pulled Qi Cong while flipping through the album while recalling the past, laughing like a fool from time to time.

Qi Cong looked at Shen Jia like this with a warmer expression.

If there was anything that Qi Cong felt good about during the past three years of "sleeping", it must have been a change in Shen Jia. The teenager who was almost depressed by campus violence and family changes, now, three years later, finally got rid of the shadow of the past. When it comes to the past, his mouth is full of lovely and warm details, no longer worrying about those injuries. .

He retracted his gaze and looked at himself in the photo as a teenager with the baby fat, his thin fingers tightened gently.

Does this also mean that as long as he keeps working hard, the pit he has fallen into will one day be filled by time.

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Shen Jia had work the next day and woke up very early. Qi Cong got up, made a simple breakfast for Shen Jia, then watched Shen Jia leave with another assistant who came to pick up the people, then returned to the room, sorted out his own documents and various materials, and put them in the backpack. Gate.

On the way to the business hall, Qi Cong opened Weibo in order to familiarize himself with the general working environment and the current social environment in advance.

An account with an ID of "Little Tail of Words" was automatically logged in. Qi Cong had a pause and quickly scanned the Weibo sent by the account with discomfort, and found that it was all emotional spam content, so he immediately logged out of the account in disgust.

This reminded Qi Cong.

He turned off Weibo and opened WeChat, not much accidentally, he found that the dialog box with Jiang Zhaoyan was placed on top of the interface. He looked at the more than 30 unread messages displayed on the dialog box. Without reading it, he cut directly into the address book and scanned through ten lines. He found that he didn't recognize all of them. He was relieved, with a subtle mentality of revenge, and logged out. Created this WeChat account.

After he got these things done, the business hall just arrived. He got out of the car and went in. As soon as he received the number for handling the business, the cell phone rang.

The call is from an unfamiliar number.

He connected: "Hello, who?"

"You blocked my WeChat?" Jiang Zhaoyan's voice came out, with soaring anger, "Qi Cong, you are going to be an assistant to Shen Jia, are you crazy? How many business talks have you done on behalf of the company in the past? , Now you go to a little celebrity, what do you make those customers who have talked with you think about? And even if you do, why do you want to be so high-profile, do you want to save someone's face? Are you revenge on me? ?"

Qi Cong sank his expression and asked, "Jiang Zhaoyan, you didn't listen to a word of what I said last time, did you?"

The other side of the phone was quiet for two seconds.

"Xiao Cong." Jiang Zhaoyan's voice suddenly lowered, with a little irritability, "Stop making trouble, can't I just follow you? You don't want to go to other departments, you can, you just stay in your previous post. I won't move you. I can explain to you the things about me and Xiahe. Everything is different from what you think. You can't do it in peace."

"Done?"

"what?"

"Listen, Jiang Zhaoyan." Qi Cong looked at the digital clock on the wall of the business hall, his eyes fixed on the front "2020", "Not now, but in the future, I will absolutely, absolutely, will draw you to me and me. The benefits of my parents’ blood are peeled off layer by layer. I want to see you roll back to hell.” After hanging up, he went to the corresponding business window and said to the staff inside, “Hello , I want to cancel the original number and create a new one."

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After coming out of the business hall, Qi Cong got on the subway to the hospital. On the way, he sent new numbers to his parents, Shen Jia, Shen Man, and Zhao Zhenxun one by one, and then re-registered WeChat with the new numbers.

After that, he flipped through the files and albums in the phone, backed up the ones related to his parents and Shen Jia, and then restored the phone to the factory settings.

At this point, the traces of the past three years in his mobile phone have finally been completely erased.

"Hahaha, look at the topic of #沈嘉女友# on the hot search. It's so funny. Whose picture is it?"

Qi Cong paused when he slid his phone, and looked up at the two girls who were facing away from him.

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, I think it seems to be on the hot search again."

The girl who had spoken before immediately diverted her attention and moved to the other girl’s mobile phone: “What’s the hot search? Gu Xun recently had no other job except for the promotion of "Heaven’s Questions" and the filming of "Above Dynasty". Right, is it the propaganda of "Heaven Questions"?"

"No, it's because Gu Gu got lost in Haicheng and was late for the event, hahaha. Look at this." The long-haired girl raised her phone and clicked on a photo, "Look at this, taken by a passerby, Gu Gu left the car Stopped on the side of Haicheng Street and got off to find directions. I was so ridiculous that Gu Gu had such a time."

"Puff, didn't he use navigation?"

"Not sure."

Qi Cong's location just happened to be able to see the girl's mobile phone. He didn't want to take a peek, but the girl's mobile phone screen was too big, and the movement of lifting the phone was too fast. Before he could avoid his sight, he saw the photo above.

Then, he was stunned.

In the pixel-blurred photo, a black car is parked on the side of the street, and a man in a hat is standing on the other side of the car, most of which is blocked by the body. He stood with his back to the camera, tilted his head slightly, as if looking for something.

What made Qi Cong stunned was that the place where this man was located was exactly where he and Shen Jia were standing when they were photographed by paparazzi that day, and this actor Gu actually had more than his chin, even the exposed outline of his lower face was a bit like The man in his memory.

The subway stopped at the station, and the girl put down her mobile phone and left with her companion. Qi Cong returned to his senses, something vague in his mind was digging around, but he looked at it closely, but he didn't have a clue.

Zhao Zhenxun's call interrupted his thoughts. He lowered his head to answer the call and put the phone to his ear.

"Broker Zhao."

"Qi Cong, there were some things yesterday, I can't tell you in front of Shen Jia."

"What do you want to tell me?"

"Qi Cong, I admit that I still have some prejudice against you now, but I can distinguish public from public and private from private. According to your relationship with Shen Jia, if you make your debut in the future, you will probably be assigned to mine. So I’ll give you some advice. Take advantage of this month and a half to explore your own strengths and specialties. If you have learned a musical instrument, you can pick it up. If you have learned dancing, you can take time to rehabilitate. If you don’t know how to sing, please consult Shen Jia. These are the things that are better than the draft, and you have to be the same."

"The ugly thing is at the forefront. Manju will not send a person who knows nothing to the ashamed of a stage facing the whole country. In just one and a half months, I don’t care what you do. In short, you have to make something harder than others. Trainees who have been training for many years should come out from a good place, otherwise it would be unfair to those trainees who have been waiting for the debut opportunity for a long time."

"I understand." When the subway arrived again, Qi Cong stood up and walked out with the flow of people, "I will work hard."

"It’s good to understand. Also, if your performance does not meet my expectations by then, then I hope you can proactively show to Shen Jia that it’s because you don’t want to participate in the talent show and want to find another job, not because Other reasons."

Qi Cong stopped for a while, then moved on, calmly replied, "Okay."