Shen Jia’s fans really experienced what it was like to ride a roller coaster.

After seeing the clarification on Weibo, they first gave a big sigh of relief, put down the concerns in their hearts, and cried happily. While crying, they celebrated that their baby/brother hadn’t fallen in love behind their backs.

Then they were angry, and criticized the paparazzi for inventing news, scolding them for being blind, that they couldn’t even tell a man from a woman! Finally, they were excited to see the photo of the teenager, boasting that Shen Jia was beautiful, lovely, handsome, and cute when he was just a child . . . It was not until they had no more words that they resumed their normal, rational restraint and orderly and polite appearance. Then their eyes that could only see their baby/elder brother finally saw Qi Cong.

With a glance, many fans could not help saying “Shit” in their hearts. This new assistant . . . looked very nice.

Compared to the fans who could only see their own baby/brother first, the reaction of the melon-eating netizens was much simpler and clearer. They enthusiastically beat all the fans with their sky-shattering laughter, occupying the top few of the hot reviews.

Ate a melon: Shit hahahahahaha, so Shen Jia’s girlfriend who stirred up the hot search all day is, in fact, a man? What’s with this stupid-ass paparazzi? Was this helping Shen Jia abuse his fans? The bloggers of Shen Jia’s girlfriend in the Green Zone, are you alright? Hahaha.

Health and safety 20: Hahahahahaha, I laughed so loud that the neighbor next door sent security guards to arrest me. [caught.jpg on the spot]

Food is a protective color: The long hair and the blind angle can’t hide his good looks. Now even a star assistant has requirements for face value [kneeling]. No wonder that the assistant brother was mistaken for a girl. With his excellent profile and slim figure coupled with the hair grown much longer than the average man’s, he really looks like that kind of tall, slim, and rustling girl from the distance.

Then in the fourth place, there were finally some comments from Shen Jia’s fans.

Want to go to the end of your line of sight: Exposing other stars’ relationships is a bloodbath, but Shen Jia’s relationship turned out to be a stupid-ass paparazzi mistaking a man for a woman. Shen Jia, you need to reflect on it. Which paparazzi will be willing to shoot you like this? [dog head]

 

 . . .

 

While the Internet exploded, Qi Cong was following Shen Jia to his residence in Beishi together with his agent, Zhao Zhenxun.

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

“. . . On the twenty-ninth, the guess-the-singer recording. On the thirtieth, performance on the Chunyu Public Welfare platform. On the thirty-first, you will join the crew of Legend of Youth. On the first, you will officially start filming. I’ve already printed the script of Legend of Youth for you. This is your first time as the male lead of a large-scale ancient show. You should try your best to perform well. I don’t expect your acting skills to be amazing. I just want you not to be oppressed by the second male lead or the third male lead. Do you understand?”

Shen Jia said bitterly, “It’s almost half a month from tomorrow to the end of the month. Is there no rest time for even one day?”

Zhao Zhenxun showed a fatherly face. “No, you have already used up your holidays for this month and next month. You give me a good performance in Legend of Youth, and I’ll give you a few days off in October.”

Shen Jia collapsed in despair. “I still wanted to see Brother Cong’s competition in October . . .”

“What are you thinking about? If you have time, just watch it!” Zhao Zhenxun took a look at Qi Cong, who was driving, and swallowed his words. “And he may not be able to get a place in the competition.” Then he pulled Shen Jia up to continue talking about his work.

More than half an hour later, the car entered a high-end district, the Ping District of Beishi. Shen Jia became lively once again. Holding the back of the driver’s seat, he guided Qi Cong and excitedly talked about how he would make room for Qi Cong after he got home.

“Qi Cong.”

Shen Jia stopped talking, and Qi Cong looked in the rearview mirror at the noisy Zhao Zhenxun and replied, “Agent Zhao.”

Zhao Zhenxun, who still wore a stepfather’s face, said, “You will have the physical examination tomorrow. After the physical examination, come to me with the bill, and I will reimburse you. Your position as Shen Jia’s personal life assistant is mainly to be responsible for taking care of Shen Jia’s daily life, reminding him of his daily schedule, and urging him to prepare for the schedule in advance. Give me your contact information, so that it is more convenient to keep in touch.”

Qi Cong nodded. “Alright. Can I give you my contact information tomorrow? I’d like to change my number to a Beishi one.”

“Then send me a message as soon as you are done. You can ask JiaJia for my phone number. Are you kidding me?” Zhao Zhenxun suddenly looked at Shen Jia beside him. “You think I’m fierce? This is my usual attitude towards you. This is also my usual attitude towards Xiao Han. Work is work, personal acquaintance is personal acquaintance. The division is clear.”

“Brother Zhao,” Shen Jia said in a hurry and secretly glanced at Qi Cong.

Qi Cong knew that Zhao Zhenxun was saying this to him. He parked the car steadily in the underground parking lot of building number 7 of the community and interrupted Shen Jia, “We are here.”

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

Qi Cong was waiting for the rest of the talk.

Zhao Zhenxun frowned, looked at Shen Jia, and then said to him, “Contact me as soon as possible after changing the number tomorrow.” He then left without even drinking a sip of water.

“I was scared to death. I thought Brother Zhao was going to detain you too.” Shen Jia breathed a sigh of relief then happily held Qi Cong’s shoulder. “Brother Cong, we can work together in the future. Don’t think too much about it. Brother Zhao has a knife of a mouth and a heart of tofu. In fact, he doesn’t hate you. He just always talks like that.”

Qi Cong smiled at Shen Jia. “I know.”

Shen Jia’s house was very large with four rooms. When Shen Jia moved in, he only decorated the master bedroom and the second bedroom. The remaining two rooms were converted into a game room and gym and a dance studio respectively.

After basically settling in, Shen Jia took Qi Cong to the nearby supermarket to buy some daily necessities, they had dinner, and then they went home to wash quickly. Shen Jia rushed in Qi Cong’s room with a photo album.

“Brother Cong, let’s sleep together tonight!”

Qi Cong, who was sorting out the balance in his planning account, covered the notepad and smiled at Shen Jia. “Alright.”

Qi Cong also went to wash up before he lay down on the bed. Shen Jia hurriedly joined in and leaned over, pulling Qi Cong while flipping through the album. Remembering the past, he laughed like a fool from time to time.

Qi Cong looked at such a Shen Jia with a warm expression. If there was anything about the past three years that could make Qi Cong feel good, it would be the change in Shen Jia. Three years later, the young man, who was once almost crushed by the school violence and family changes, was finally free of the shadow of the past. When he mentioned the past, his mouth was full of lovely and warm details, and he was no longer worried about those wounds.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at himself in the picture, a teenager with baby fat. His thin fingers tightened slightly. Did this also mean that, as long as he was willing to work hard, the deep hole he had fallen into would also be filled one day?

 

 . . .

 

Shen Jia had a job the next day and woke up early. Qi Cong got up with him and made a simple breakfast for Shen Jia, then he watched as Shen Jia left with another assistant, who came to pick him up. Then he went back to his room, sorted out his documents and various materials and put them in his backpack before going out.

On the way to the hall, Qi Cong opened his Weibo in the spirit of getting familiar with the working environment and the current social networking environment in advance.

An account with the ID “Small Trail of Words” automatically logged in. Qi Cong quickly scanned the content of this account and found it was full of emotional rubbish. Disgusted, he immediately logged off.

That reminded Qi Cong. He closed Weibo and accessed WeChat, only to find that the text message log had Jiang Zhaoyan at the top of the list. Looking at more than thirty unread messages displayed on the log, he didn’t read them but, instead, deleted them and scanned the address book at a glance. He found that he didn’t recognize any of them, felt relieved, and canceled the WeChat account with a subtle feeling of vengeance.

After finishing these things, he arrived at the business hall. He got out of the car and got a business number when his mobile phone rang. The phone call was from an unknown number.

He answered, “Hello. Who is this?”

“Did you block me on WeChat?” Jiang Zhaoyan’s voice came out, full of soaring anger. “Qi Cong, you are going to be Shen Jia’s assistant? Are you crazy? How many projects have you presented on behalf of the company in the past? Now that you work for some small artist, what will the customers who have discussed the projects with you think? Even if you want to work as an assistant, why do you need to be so high profile? Are you trying to make me lose face? Are you getting back at me?”

Qi Cong’s expression sank as he asked, “Jiang Zhaoyan, you didn’t listen to a word I said last time, did you?”

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

“Xiao Cong,” Jiang Zhaoyan’s voice suddenly dropped, and his tone became a little fidgety, “stop making trouble. Can’t I comply with your wishes? If you don’t want to go to other departments, you can stay in the position you occupied before. I won’t move you. I can also explain to you what happened to me and Xiao He. Everything is different from what you think. Can’t we live in peace?”

“Are you done?”

“What?”

“Listen, Jiang Zhaoyan,” Qi Cong looked at the digital clock on the wall of the business hall, and his eyes were fixed at the front of 2020. “It will not be now, but in the future, I will absolutely, absolutely peel off layer by layer all the benefits you gained from sucking off my and my parents’ blood. I want to see you go to hell.” Then he hung up the phone, went to the corresponding business counter, and said to the staff inside, “Hello, I want to cancel my original number and get a new one.”

 

 . . .

 

After coming out of the business hall, Qi Cong got on the subway to go to the hospital. On the way, he sent his new numbers to his parents, Shen Jia, Shen Man, and Zhao Zhenxun, and then registered on WeChat with his new numbers. After that, he flipped through the files and photos on his phone, backed up those related to his parents and Shen Jia, and then restored the phone to its factory settings. At that point, all the traces of the past three years on his mobile phone were completely erased.

“Hahahaha! Look at the hot search #Shen Jia’s girlfriend#. It’s killing me. Whose picture was it?”

Qi Cong looked up from his mobile phone and cast a glance at the two girls with backpacks on their backs.

“Don’t make any noise. He seems to be on a hot search again.”

The girl who spoke before immediately diverted her attention and approached the other girl’s cell phone. “What hot search? Recently, apart from the publicity of Heaven Asked and the shooting of Above the Dynasty, Gu Xun should have no other work. Is it the promotion of Heaven Asked?”

“No, GuGu got lost in Haicheng and was late for an event. Hahaha. Look at this.” The girl with long hair held up her mobile phone and clicked on a picture. “Look at this. It was taken by passersby. GuGu parked at the side of Haicheng Street and got out to ask for directions. It makes me laugh to death. It turns out that GuGu still has times like that.”

“Poof! Didn’t he use navigation?”

“I don’t know.”

Qi Cong’s position was just across the cell phone the girl was holding. He didn’t want to peek, but the girl’s phone screen was too large, and the action of holding up her mobile phone was too fast. Before he could shift his line of sight, he saw the photograph. Then he froze.

The blurred image showed a black car parked on the side of the road, and a man wearing a hat was standing on the other side of the car. He stood with his back to the camera, his head tilted slightly, as if he were looking at something.

What stunned Qi Cong was that the spot this man was standing at was exactly where he and Shen Jia were secretly photographed by the paparazzi the other day, and this Gu Xun showed more than just his chin, even the outline of his face was somewhat similar to that person in his memories.

When the subway stopped, the girl put down her cell phone and left with her companion. Qi Cong returned to the present. There were some vague ideas in his mind, but he couldn’t find any clue when he closely reviewed his past.

Zhao Zhenxun’s call interrupted his thoughts. He lowered his head and put his cell phone to his ear.

“Agent Zhao.”

“Qi Cong, I had something to tell you yesterday, but I couldn’t do it in front of Shen Jia.”

“What do you want to tell me?”

“Qi Cong, I admit that I still have some prejudice against you, but I can distinguish between private and professional. According to the relationship between you and Shen Jia, if you debut in the future, you will most likely be assigned to me, so I will give you some suggestions. Take advantage of this one and a half months to explore your advantages and specialties. If you have learned to play some musical instruments, pick them up again. If you have learned dancing, you still have time to get in shape. If you can’t sing, ask Shen Jia for advice, and if you have any other talent to show, do the same.

“To put it bluntly, Manju will not send a man who can’t do anything on a stage viewed by the whole nation only to be a disgrace. In these one and a half months, I don’t care what method you use, but you must find something you are better at than the other trainees who have worked hard for many years. Otherwise, it will be unfair to choose you and not those trainees who have been waiting for the chance to debut for a long time.”

“I understand.” When the subway arrived at the station, Qi Cong stood up and walked out with the flow of people. “I will try my best.”

“It’s good that you understand. Also, if your performance doesn’t meet my expectations, I hope you will take the initiative to show Shen Jia that you are not willing to participate in the talent show and try to find another job rather than give other reasons.”

Qi Cong stopped, then moved on and calmly replied, “Alright.”


Edited by : Faro

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