With Yang Yuran's careful paving the way, Kong Tengyu successfully entered the new team.
He Qian has become very close to Fan Sirui recently, and his emotional intelligence has improved a bit under the influence of the other person's influence.
As soon as Kong Tengyu arrived, the ‘Making Trouble’ team was extremely positive and used practical actions to prove that they have a sense of tolerance and a view of the overall situation.
On the morning of the first day, He Qian took the initiative to familiarize Kong Tengyu with the Guardian environment, and specially introduced Yang Yuran's 404 office.
At noon, Fan Sirui finished practicing the new dance, and invited his two younger brothers to have a delicious meal at a restaurant next to the company. In the afternoon, he introduced his singing and dance teacher to Kong Tengyu.
The over-enthusiastic state of the two made Kong Tengyu directly skip the familiarization stage and integrate into the team.
However, the good situation only lasted for four days, and a fight broke the peaceful and peaceful relationship.
Zhou Yuanyuan was on a business trip out of town and called Yang Yuran to inform her that something had happened. She was negotiating with the study abroad institution on the details of the new application form. She hurriedly filled in the information about the international students and hurried back to the company.
Pushing open the door of the infirmary, the first thing I saw was that He Qian's right eye was bruised. The nurse was using iodine to disinfect the wound on his hand and face. He was grinning in pain, but he still tried not to scream.
"What's the reason for the big fight? Didn't you claim to be brothers of the opposite sex two days ago?" Yang Yuran asked angrily.
Yang Yuran raised her finger and pointed at the elevator and said: "Kong Tengyu is a person who thinks a lot and tries his best to do anything. I will find a way to make him more sincere to you. You should practice your voice more, instead of wasting your time on someone you hate.
People are not as good as themselves."
The words of empathy awakened He Qian's conscience, and He Qian said a heavy 'hmm'.
Kong Tengyu answered with his mouth, but his heart became more and more uncertain. Yang Yuran's sight that seemed to be able to see through everything made him a little afraid, and he said softly again.
Yang Yuran put down the juice and walked deeper into the infirmary without stopping.
Kong Tengyu was more generous than He Qian. He took the juice and drank half the glass in a big gulp, smiling gratefully at Yang Yuran.
"Outrageous?" Yang Yuran picked out the key words and hit fifty boards each: "He Qian is more direct-tempered. I told you on the day you arrived that you should be mentally prepared in advance. You are almost the same age.
, there are some things where we need to encourage each other.”
This Kong Tengyu took his surname and was very perceptive.
He Qian's stubbornness was revived, and Yang Yuran understood that it was useless to fight head-on. He took out the newly bought iced juice from his bag and placed it on the low cabinet beside He Qian.
"Okay, I understand." He Qian walked towards the elevator with heavy steps.
His cute and well-behaved appearance is completely different from the stubborn donkey outside. When Yang Yuran first came into contact with Kong Tengyu last week, she thought that this kid was as delicate and easy to manage as he looked. Gradually, she discovered that he was much darker than Fan Sirui. He was particularly good at covering himself up with a pitiful appearance.
Purpose, invisibly using Fan Sirui and others many times.
Walking in the corridor, He Qian cursed angrily: "Shen Gu is not a good person, and neither is Kong Tengyu. I only made two mistakes in singing, and Kong Tengyu called me a waste, and he scolded me three times."
For boys who like to be clever all the time, Yang Yuran always likes to wait and see what happens, only caring about his two training situations and never mentioning the fight.
Kong Tengyu was alone inside the curtain. Both sides of his cheeks were swollen. He was holding an ice pack in his hand, applying it on the left side and the right side.
Neither did he open his mouth, nor did he open his mouth. He was in a dilemma when he heard Yang Yuran's considerate arrangement.
Kong Tengyu couldn't bear it anymore, pretending to be vague and said: "Okay, thank you, Agent Yang."
Yang Yuran roughly imagined the plot of the attack, which was that the three of them were rehearsing a new song, and He Qian was holding him back because of his poor singing skills. Fan Sirui had the consciousness of a captain and chose to be tolerant. But Kong Tengyu didn't tolerate He Qian and pointed it out directly.
"Drink it while it's still cold to reduce the fire."
For example, in the first few days when he first joined the company, he caught Fan Sirui and others' attempts to show their goodwill, took the initiative instead of being passive, and made many relationships that were beneficial to him.
Yang Yuran paused, turned to look at He Qian, and warned: "In the entertainment industry, you must always remember that trouble comes from your mouth. If you slander others today, they may slander you tomorrow. Secondly, you know the pain of being slandered.
Don’t think so dirty about others.”
Kong Tengyu was stunned for a moment, and slowly figured out what Yang Yuran's question implied.
"I shouldn't have taken action with He Qian. I will calm down as soon as possible from now on, no matter how outrageous the situation is."
Skipping the stage of settling the lawsuit, he asked about the task assigned to Fan Sirui: "Has Captain Fan found out about Kong Tengyu's background?"
He Qian turned his back uncomfortably and refused to answer.
A look of injury flashed in Kong Tengyu's eyes, and the hand holding the ice pack forgot to change its position and stayed on the right side of his face for a long time. The biting cold quickly rushed to his mind, and he groaned in pain. The sad voice once again showed how hard He Qian moved. At the same time, the side view
It shows that Yang Yuran's attitude is unfair, and justice should be done for the mentally retarded.
"You see, I don't have any sense of self-consciousness. How can I occupy the patient's bed? Just lie here and rest for a while. I will help you ask for leave from the teachers."
It seems that it has been performed...
Yang Yuran walked out of the hospital bed area and closed the curtain completely. She gave He Qian a "stop talking nonsense and come with me" look, strode to his side, grabbed his arm, and led him out of the infirmary.
He Qian turned around again and faced Yang Yuran with his back. He was not angry that Yang Yuran had tried to trouble him first, but he just felt so embarrassed and had no face to face Yang Yuran.
Yang Yuran sat on the hospital bed, took out another glass of juice, inserted it into the straw, and handed it to Kong Tengyu.
He Qian first answered honestly and then expressed his own opinion: "I think my cousin is a guise. He is most likely to have been passed by Shen Gu's hidden rules. Shen Gu promised to give him resources, but did not want to use his company position, so he put the trouble
Leave it to you."
Yang Yuran's pretty brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were full of concern as she asked, "He Qian's actions are too frivolous. Open your mouth and let me see if your teeth are okay?"
"Well, Kong Tengyu seems to be cousin Shen Gu's younger son."
Judging from the level of pain he was showing, he must have lost a tooth.
"Thank you, Agent Yang. I'm sorry, I was impulsive this morning."
No matter how ruthless Fan Sirui is, at least he has a bottom line. Given his family education since childhood and his current social status, he will be appropriately concerned.
Yang Yuran turned around and walked towards the recording studio, knocking on the door first and then pushing it open, smiling brightly at Fan Sirui.
Fan Sirui paused the song-writing software, pulled out a chair, wiped the chair surface with his hands a little exaggeratedly, and then gave Yang Yuran a gesture of "please".
Yang Yuran responded with an exaggerated nod of approval, sat down and asked straight to the point: "Kong Tengyu doesn't get along with you guys?"
"Perhaps Heqian is a little bit too much to deal with him, but I feel good getting along with him. I can see that he is very interested in the team's new song."
Fan Sirui placed his fingers regularly on the table, hesitated for a moment and said, "There is a serious problem with the new song. I have to report it to you."
