After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

"What's the situation?" Yan Xiwen stepped forward and asked.

A reporter holding a long camera glanced back impatiently. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly waved to his companions as if he had discovered a new world: "Yan Xiwen! Yan Xiwen is here!"

When the rest of the reporters heard it, they didn't care about the wounded person still lying on the stretcher, and rushed over like a tidal wave, pushing each other, and the microphone was about to poke Yan Xiwen's mouth.

"Mr. Yan, we heard that the chandelier in the venue fell and injured someone. The injured person was Mr. Song Lan, who has been rumored to be at odds with you. Do you have anything to say about this?"

The reporter was aggressive, as if he wanted to dig three feet into the ground to dig out Yan Xiwen and Song Lan.

Yan Xiwen thought it was funny: "You should ask the venue designer what they want to say."

"As far as we know, you were supposed to appear as the finale of Dilambo's autumn conference, but because of a foot injury, the company entrusted this job to Mr. Song Lan. However, on the eve of the press conference, Mr. Song Lan unexpectedly encountered Accident, don't you think it's a bit too coincidental?"

"Because it's a coincidence, it has no flaws at all." Yan Xiwen shrugged, pushed away those ignorant reporters, and walked straight into the company building.

But surrounded by three layers of reporters inside and outside, Yan Xiwen was struggling and couldn't even walk when he was dragged.

"Then Mr. Song Lan is injured, does your company have a substitute? Or just pass Mr. Song Lan's T position."

This group of reporters buzzing like flies had already worn away the last bit of Yan Xiwen's patience. He looked back at Xin Yu who had been hiding in the crowd and cowered, stretched out his big hand, and pulled him over:

"This is our substitute, Xin Yu, do you have any questions?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Xin Yu, but even the reporters on the side were stunned.

The visual estimate of this substitute is around 175. Putting it on the runway would not only be a second-class disabled, it would be a high-level paraplegia, and Yan is not the kind of person who can fight in the current entertainment circle. Take him to Dilanbo for release At the meeting, isn't this an embarrassment to the Chinese partner.

The reporter on the side was silent for a long time, and finally asked weakly: "But this gentleman looks...is he not tall enough?"

Yan Xiwen still held Xin Yu's hand firmly, turned his head to look at the reporter who asked such a stupid question, and said coldly: "The meaning of a man is not in height, but in the height of life."

These reporters used to think that Yan Xiwen was the kind of high-cold, stuffy gourd type who couldn't fart for a long time. Today, I was lucky enough to interview him. Unexpectedly, with a small mouth, "bababa" is quite good at talking , Even these reporters who have been in the famous circle all the year round were stunned by him.

"Are you okay? It's okay, let's go to training first." After finishing speaking, Yan Xiwen took a last look at Song Lan who was still lying on the stretcher with a sad face, and then pulled Xin Yu through the heavy walls and squeezed into the company.

"Brother, you didn't mean to trick me, did you!" Xin Yu wailed as soon as he entered the company.

"No, I'm serious." Yan Xiwen said without looking back.

"It's a joke if you talk to others. You tell reporters that people all over the world will take it seriously when they write casually. Not to mention that I have no professional training, you have also heard how they judged my height. I'm really going to embarrass the country." Xin Yu was in a hurry, and said a lot like beans in a bamboo tube.

"The water that was thrown out by what was said, the matter has come to this point, the only thing to do is to bite the bullet. You still have a week, go for it." Yan Xiwen patted him on the shoulder, left such a sentence and turned to leave.

"Is there no other substitute in such a big company?!" Xin Yu was not reconciled, and chased after him.

"As you can see, everyone's schedule is full. Where can we find a replacement at this critical moment, so even if it's for the company, you have to sacrifice yourself."

"No, no, I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiwen turned his head slowly, his eyes were deep, and the elegant light reflected his extremely delicate face.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

As soon as it was reported that Xin Yu was going to replace Song Lan on stage, it quickly caused an uproar on the Internet, and everyone asked the same question at the same time:

"Who is Xin Yu?"

The senior executives of TK Guns N' Flowers almost lost their breath when they heard the news. The major shareholder in his 60s tremblingly caressed his fragile little heart. reluctant.

"Song Lan had an accident, we have plenty of substitutes, famous ones and unknown ones, a lot, two-legged toads are hard to find, aren't two-legged models mass-produced! You can decide on your own Who? Xin Yu? What is that, look at his height, is he matured!"

Yan Xiwen played with the lighter in his hand, but said nothing.

"What's more, he replaced the C position. Do you understand the concept of the C position? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to throw him on the runway? Just because you said something casually, the whole company was busy jumping up and down to wipe your ass, Do you... do you have any disease?"

"I said, if you leave it to me, nothing will go wrong." Yan Xiwen seemed too lazy to say anything more to him, and stood up to leave.

"Let's not talk about these things. I won't be so annoyed if you just drag someone from the street. Who are you looking for, Fu Yusi's assistant? Since last night, Fu Yusi has called me no less than ten times. A phone call, why are you going to offend that kid? Can you afford to offend his father? You want to play me to death, right?!"

"I'll take care of it if something happens, and I will take full responsibility for this person." Yan Xiwen was really impatient, and his tone suddenly became a little cold.

"Get out." The major shareholder waved his hand angrily, "I don't want to see you now."

Yan Xiwen pouted, put the lighter on the table, and slightly nodded at the major shareholder: "Then I'll go there first."

Amidst the sound of major shareholders smashing the table angrily, Yan Xiwen went out in a hurry. As soon as he went out, he sighed deeply.

It takes at least a few years to train a model, especially an international model, and it takes seven days to complete it quickly. This one seems to be quite untalented. To be honest, Yan Xiwen doesn't know much about it.

But other than that, is there any other way, as I said, just bite the bullet.

When he rushed to Fu Yusi's lounge aggressively, he saw Xin Yu standing at the door and counting the patterns on the wall, looking as if he was free.

"Where's Fu Yusi?" He opened his mouth and asked.

Xin Yu was taken aback by him, and when he turned around, he was facing Leng Yan's face, which made him jump up and down without rhythm again.

"He, he went to the show rehearsal..."

Yan Xiwen squinted at the little man who was a head and a half shorter than him, and curled his mouth, as if he was a little reluctant. Then, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and patted it on Xin Yu's forehead. :

"Here's your training guide for the next seven days."

Xin Yu tore off the training guide from his forehead, and looked at it in surprise:

Day1: shape shaping;

Day2: Standing posture training;

Day3: Decomposition of the model's basic steps;

Day4: hip-shaking training;

Day5: facial expression training;

Day6: Actual catwalk training;

Day7: Dining etiquette training;

When Xin Yu saw these overly professional nouns, he retreated immediately: "Brother, you should let me go, it's impossible, I can't do it, let's not talk about those messy training, what the hell is dining etiquette. "

After all, he almost wants to go first in the two battles.

Yan Xiwen grabbed him back from behind, clasped him firmly in his arms, and said in an almost threatening tone: "The organizer is European, they don't know how to use chopsticks, and they can't use knives and forks when they attend the dinner party." You use chopsticks."

"I can't learn, my brain is stupid, and it's too late to fight now." Saying that, Xin Yu wanted to run away again.

Yan Xiwen increased the strength in his hands, and Xin Yu was short of breath for a while: "Let go first, let go first, and talk if you have something to say."

At this time, Yan Xiwen was stunned for a moment, then he touched Xin Yu's chest dishonestly, and said thoughtfully:

"Aren't you a little too thin?"

"I told you I can't do it."

Yan Xiwen didn't care about 21, he grabbed Xin Yu's collar from behind and dragged him out: "You stay at my house temporarily for the past seven days, and I'll teach you how to gain muscle quickly."

Now it was Xin Yu's turn to be stunned: "You, your family?"

"Why, do you think I really want to receive you? Stop being so sentimental. If it weren't for the company's reputation, you would never even think of setting foot in my house in your life."

Xin Yu thought to himself: It's not your fault, but someone else has to take the blame.

"Don't be dazed, time is precious, let's go."

After all, Yan Xiwen clamped Xin Yu under his armpits, and Xin Yu was dragged out by Yan Xiwen like a huge waist pendant, with a hopeless expression on his face.

How should I put it, in fact, for Xin Yu, Yan Xiwen has always been that kind of unattainable dream. He stands on the top, looking down on all living beings like a god, and these tiny beings only need to look at the light that he radiates Live a life of contentment.

Today, he is so close to Yan Xiwen.

It's even hard to tell whether reality is fiction or not.

Just when Xin Yu was expressionless and in a daze, the car stopped in front of a small villa.

"Here we are, get out of the car." Yan Xiwen parked the car by himself, opened the door and got out of the car first.

Xin Yu quickly followed, looking around curiously like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden for the first time.

Yan Xiwen, who looks cold on the outside, actually lives a little princess inside. The moment he opened the door, Xin Yu was almost blinded by the pink wall.

Everything from the wallpaper to the sofa covers, including the wooden coffee table, was painted pink.

"you……"

"There is a mad dog in my house, be careful." Xin Yu just wanted to express his opinion on this eyeful princess fan, when he heard Yan Xiwen say so quietly.

At first, Xin Yu really thought that his family had some kind of big savage dog, and he was still backing away in fright, but suddenly he saw a little round face running down the stairs.

Taking a closer look, it was a little girl who was only six or seven years old, very cute, with shawl and curly hair, wearing a fluffy little skirt, and a chubby face. It was her mouth that broke all my fantasies about cute little girls.

"Bastard, why did you come back!"

The little girl yelled hoarsely, then ran to Yan Xiwen's side and punched and kicked her hands and feet.

"Go away." Yan Xiwen pushed the little girl away unceremoniously.

"Why why!" The girl chased after her, her face wrinkled, as if she was very dissatisfied with being ignored.

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you, go back to your room to play." Yan Xiwen pushed her little hand away, and impatiently said to Xin Yu who was still standing in a daze at the entrance, "What are you doing in a daze, take off your shoes and enter the room."

It was only then that the little girl noticed Xin Yu who had been standing stupidly in the porch all this time, and slowly walked up to him with her arms folded like a little adult with scrutinizing eyes, and then looked him up and down with that kind of disdainful eyes, Very impolite tone:

"Who are you, you are so dirty, where are you a little beggar?"

Xin Yu widened his eyes, pointed at himself, and expressed doubts.

The little girl pretended to be old-fashioned and said with a smile: "Apart from you, is there anyone else who is dirty here?"

"Don't pay attention to her, I said she is a mad dog." Yan Xiwen stood at the stairs and yelled.

Xin Yu hurriedly smiled flatteringly, took off his shoes, and trotted all the way up the stairs following Yan Xiwen amidst the little girl's sharp questioning voice.

"Who is she?" Seeing the little girl lying on the floor in the living room downstairs, Xin Yu couldn't help asking curiously.

"My sister." Yan Xiwen replied coldly, walked to the door of one of the rooms, and suddenly saw the messy pain stickers on the door, angrily tore off all the stickers, and threw them aside.

"Since it's your sister, why do you call her a mad dog?"

Yan Xiwen rolled his eyes: "Isn't that obvious enough?"

"My parents have been abroad and left this annoying spirit to me to take care of. Usually, when I'm not at home, the nanny takes care of her. No one cares about her, like a wild child." Yan Xiwen shook his head helplessly.

"Well, I'm hungry, I haven't had dinner yet, do you have anything to eat at your house for me to fill up with?"

"Who allowed you to eat, you take a bite now, it's a burden on your muscles, shut up."

Xin Yu could tell that Yan Xiwen wanted to punish him at all, what to put it nicely, how can he stop eating all at once, people follow a step-by-step approach, so his body would definitely not be able to bear such a hasty diet.

But people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, forget it, bear it.

As soon as he stepped into Yan Xiwen's room, he was stunned by the sight of his eyes.

His room is covered with large and small posters, all of which are drawn by his own cartoon image, and the display cabinet is full of his surroundings, including the five-year-old keyboard with poor contact, which was also connected by him. on your host computer.

The mineral water bottles that he gave him at the beginning were cut into different sizes and various shapes and hung in a row by the wall. A small note was pasted in each bottle, all of which were made by him during the live broadcast. The chicken soup poured by the fans was almost verbatim, and Yan Xiwen snatched his sister's color highlighter and carefully wrote it down stroke by stroke.

In the past, Xin Yu always felt that he was a waste who was doing nothing and eating and waiting to die. He never thought that in a certain corner of the world, there were still people who liked him so hard.

Yan Xiwen also seemed to have forgotten this, and only remembered what he had done when he opened the door. Seeing that Xin Yu's expression became more and more strange, he hurriedly explained:

"Don't get me wrong, my sister brought it back from her handicraft class. You know her temper. If I don't hang up, she will fight with me. I can't help it."

Since he said so, he had no choice but to believe it.

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In the past, Xin Yu only thought that these models looked glamorous standing on the runway, but he didn't expect to suffer such a serious crime in private. They couldn't eat this or that, and they stood for a whole day. I can't drink it either, saying that it will cause edema the next day.

Xin Yu just stood there for a day of physical training, his back hurts, his legs are sore, he is hungry and tired, and when he saw that there were still purple grapes in the fruit plate, he just picked one up to quench his thirst, but he was beaten by both of them at the same time hand.

One is the little bully Yan Xihe, she shook her body in dissatisfaction and opened her mouth and shouted, "What's mine is mine, no one is allowed to touch it"; the other is the big bully Comrade Yan Xiwen, whose hands are like pliers He also clamped his hand tightly so that he could hardly move.

"Glucose powder is very high, don't eat it."

As he said that, he also took out a calorie calculator and inserted it into the dragon fruit beside him. After looking at the value, he said, "This is edible."

In just three days, he was tormented by the two demon brothers and sisters until he lost his shape. He lost a lot of weight and looked sick. In addition, he had to drink the fishy-smelling eggs every day. □□, it is different from those tasteless foods, this kind of egg is not only tasteless, but also very hard to swallow.

At noon on the third day, Xin Yu finally couldn't hold back when he was drinking eggs and vomited it out.

Just vomited at Yan Xihe's feet, the girl suddenly looked like a tigress whose hair had exploded, she held her nose pretending to be disgusted, called Xin Yu a dirty little beggar, and told him to go away so as not to touch her .

"You girl, who taught you to talk to elders like this." Yan Xiwen lightly tapped Yan Xihe's head dissatisfied.

"Why! Why did you hit me! Scoundrel!" The little girl grinned and jumped, with tears rolling in her eyes.

Yan Xiwen frowned, and his anger shot up "cengceng". Just as he was about to teach her a lesson, the phone rang at the right time.

Yan Xiwen could only stare at his sister, and picked up the phone casually. He said "um" twice, but his expression became more and more ugly.

After hanging up the phone, he slowly looked at Xin Yu with a complicated expression.

Xin Yu still didn't know what happened, so Yan Xiwen spoke first:

"Fu Yusi is on strike."

"what?"

Yan Xiwen let out a long sigh, and looked at Xin Yu with a chilling look at scumbags: "I said I couldn't find my assistant, so I quit."

When Xin Yu heard this, cold sweat broke out.

After three days of high-intensity training, he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the pillow every day, and completely forgot about Fu Yusi's troubles. Now, Xin Yu has a sense of sight as if he is facing an enemy.

He hurriedly rummaged through boxes and cabinets and finally found his mobile phone. He charged it, turned it on, and the news notifications kept pouring in like a wave. Dozens of missed calls occupied a corner of the screen in an eyesore. It was Fu Yusi calling.

At this moment, the phone was like a hot potato, and when it rang, Xin Yu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The words "Fu Yusi" on the screen were particularly eye-catching.

"Take it." Seeing Xin Yu's cowardly look, Yan Xiwen couldn't help reminding him aloud.

"No, I dare not." Xin Yu replied honestly.

"It's really a strike if you don't pick him up. At this moment, even if you look for a substitute, you can't find any." Yan Xiwen looked like he had nothing to do with him, as if the source of the disaster was not him. This person really didn't have any consciousness at all.

Xin Yu took a deep breath, tremblingly pressed the answer button.

I thought that what was waiting for him would be a violent storm, but unexpectedly, the other party was unexpectedly calm. He didn't condemn too much, and didn't even say serious words, but just asked lightly:

"Where are you, I don't answer your calls."

Xin Yu really didn't know how to explain it to him. Just as he was thinking of finding some reason to deceive him, Fu Yusi opened his mouth softly again, coaxing like a baby:

"Shall I pick you up?"

Xin Yu carefully glanced at Yan Xiwen on the side, seeing that he was playing PSP at the same time, he didn't pay attention to this side at all.

"No, no need, see you soon."

He pondered for a moment, then said: "If you really don't want to take on this mess, I will explain it to the reporter and try not to cause you any trouble."

Xin Yu was eager for someone to rescue him from the dire straits. He also understood that it would be many times better for him to be on stage with a professional model.

Xin Yu was about to agree cautiously, but his phone was snatched away abruptly.

A strong sense of oppression strikes, with a dizzying perfume smell, which is really too strong, giving people a sense of distance.

"I've been here for three days, and I've been practicing for three days. If you say you don't want to do it, why don't you do it? Are you kidding around?" Yan Xiwen's tone was cold and slightly sullen.

Fu Yusi over there was silent for a while, then suddenly said:

"I don't know what you think, but what you are doing is harming him. When he comes on stage as a layman, all he will receive in the end is ridicule from everyone, which will make him feel ashamed and hurt his self-esteem. Jin, accumulate and burn bones, is this what you want to see?"

Yan Xiwen sneered: "Why is he hurting him? To spread rumors, we need evidence."

"This circle is mixed with fish and dragons. You have been exposed to this kind of environment since you were a child. You don't think it's anything to worry about, but he is different. He really doesn't understand anything. He only gets bullied when he goes there. How difficult is it to make a living in the entertainment industry?" Cruel, don't you understand?"

"Why, Director Fu is questioning my ability?" Yan Xiwen became angry.

you disagree?I am not.

Fu Yusi was silent for a while, and said slowly: "I don't mean that, I just hope that no matter what step he will take in the future, I mean..."

In an instant, Fu Yusi was also confused, and suddenly didn't know what he was going to say.

Yan Xiwen raised his eyebrows, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely cold: "What?"

"I mean, you hand him over to me, and I'll train him, is that okay?"