Awkwardly rejected Deputy Commander Huang's kindness, Shen Yun trembled at this meal.

It wasn't until after eating that screenwriter Ji dragged Shen Yun back to the small building, and he didn't see Deputy Head Huang at all, and Shen Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, screenwriter Ji and several people also saw Shen Yun's refusal to this matter, so after returning to the second floor, they didn't say a word about what they just said, but pulled Shen Yun to continue to review.

"Report."

The voice outside the door interrupted the contemplation of Ji Screenwriter and several people, and they all frowned, and then Shen Yun opened the door. When they opened the door, they found that it was a soldier on duty, and several people put away their unhappiness and asked in unison: "Comrade, is there something wrong?" ”

"Report to several leaders, I am on the order of Deputy Head Huang, and now issue a temporary work permit to the new Comrade Shen Yun and take him to arrange accommodation."

The soldier's answer made several people stunned, then thought for a while, and said to Shen Yun: "I said, Xiao Shen, the task of our adaptation is relatively heavy, or you will sleep here with us tonight." When the adaptation is over, I will go to live in the dormitory. Comrade, you tell us about Shen Yun's dormitory, and we will take him there when the time comes. ”

The soldier on duty had no opinion on this, nodded, quickly said the location of the dormitory, and handed Shen Yun a small sign at the same time, and after doing this, he saluted everyone, and then closed the door.

Shen Yun looked back at these people, and felt like he wanted to cry without tears.

But seeing these people bow their heads again to revise the draft, he originally wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say it. Returning to his position, Shen Yun followed them quietly, quietly looking at the manuscript in his hand.

After reviewing the manuscript, Shen Yun patronized and watched these people drink tea from time to time, or stretch out. When he was short of energy, he lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, then pressed it in the ashtray and continued his work. Before I knew it, it was twelve o'clock.

Looking at his watch, Shen Yun also gritted his teeth, a group of old people can survive for so long, why can't a young man survive. No smoke, just tea. Shen Yun didn't want to be made to go to the bathroom by this thing, so he rubbed his temples when he fell asleep.

After staying up for a long time, watching several screenwriters yawn again and again, Shen Yun finally couldn't help but remind: "A few leaders, rest first." ”

The word rest seems to be the switch of several people's biological clocks. After hearing this, these people stretched out one after another, looked at their watches, and found that it was almost four o'clock, glanced at each other, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then go to sleep." Xiao Shen, you just sleep on the sofa. ”

"Huh?" Shen Yun was dumbfounded. Shen Yun also thought that the screenwriters' residences were nearby. I didn't expect these people to sleep here. Watch as these men skillfully pull out the barn bed from behind the bookshelf, holding a blanket in their hands. Lined up the marching bed neatly, lay down and covered it with a blanket, Ji screenwriter smiled:

"When I work, I want to save trouble, and that's it. Xiao Shen, don't be restrained, just sleep on the sofa. Well, there's a blanket over there, so you can put it on and sleep. ”

After saying that, he yawned, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shen Yun was about to cry, it turned out that their so-called sleeping here was this way of sleeping.

There was no way, Shen Yun could only take the blanket, spread it on the sofa, and then turned off the light and slept on it. In the whole house, only the sound of the air conditioner running was left at this time, and then, the sound of snoring was at first. Shen Yun didn't have the heart to pay attention to this, because he was really tired.

One hour, Shen Yun's biological clock prompted him to grope up again. After folding the blanket in the dark, Shen Yun tiptoed out of the room.

At five o'clock at the end of March, it was still dark. Shen Yun opened the door of the building, and a cold snap hit. Shen Yun felt that the pores on his body instantly contracted, and he didn't have to think about it, it was goosebumps. Shen Yun could only smile bitterly at this, there was no way, he was used to living a hard life, and he was really not used to enjoying an air-conditioned room.

After doing a few sets of warm-up exercises in the open space in front of the small building, Shen Yun started the task of improving physical fitness in the system as usual. He has already chosen a place, just on the main road to the station of the art troupe, running circles around the road, and the effect is still the same as running on the training ground.

It's just that what Shen Yun doesn't know is that he is not the only hard-working person in the world.

In fact, in order to maintain their level, the actors of the art troupe worked no less hard than him.

At half past five, as long as you slept around ten the night before, you would have had enough rest by this time. Moreover, the oxygen content in the air is very low at this time, which is very suitable for exercising the stability of lung capacity and breath.

The place where a few girls and young men chose to exercise in the morning was the woods on the left hand side of the gate of the art troupe. Because of the trees inside, it is difficult for the sound to travel farther, so as not to disturb the normal rest of others. And the reverberation in the woods is good, and it's easy to hear the deficiencies in your own voice.

When they came to the main road, they were already playing music and could see Shen Yun's figure.

However, because Shen Yun was training for a 100-meter sprint at this time, the movement speed was very fast. Even with the streetlights, these people still felt like a dark shadow was flickering away from them.

The timid girls shrank behind the gay men in fright, and several gay men also had the courage to shout at Shen Yun: "Who are you in front?" ”

His voice trembled, and he was obviously frightened by Shen Yun. Hearing this shout, Shen Yun stopped. Looking at the figures in the distance, he took the initiative to walk under the street lamp: "I'm Shen Yun, and I was just seconded here yesterday." How many of you are here for morning exercises? ”

Although it is not common for the art troupe to second, there are some people. Because of the nature of Shen Yun's work, Deputy Head Huang did not introduce him to the people of the Full Text Troupe. Therefore, many people in it feel very unfamiliar when they hear the name Shen Yun.

However, this strange feeling was quickly broken by a voice that Shen Yun was particularly familiar with. I saw a petite figure suddenly appear behind those people in the distance: "It turned out to be you, you didn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did you run out and be scary?" Oh, my little heart is still pounding right now. “

When Shen Yun heard this voice, he smiled: "It turned out to be Comrade Huang Xiaoya, I am used to getting up early in the morning to exercise in the company." Why do you get up so early? “

"Haha, sure enough, it's him, he actually remembers my name." It seemed that it was a very happy thing to be remembered by Shen Yun, Huang Xiaoya said happily, and ran in front of Shen Yun with a pair of small short legs.

"I thought we were the most unique scenery of the art troupe in the morning, but I didn't expect to count you from today. Brother Bing, come on. ”

The appearance of Huang Xiaoya clenching her little fists made Shen Yun laugh. The heart path is really the most terrifying combat power of cute things.