Entertainment: Starting from playing the role of the villain in the competition

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"Looking back now, you are indeed worthy of the title of the Chosen One. It makes me want to be like Mimi. I want to have a chance to open your head and see how you were born."

Yaya joked softly while applying skin nourishing essence to Wu Zong's frostbite marks that had not yet fully recovered.

This is Xiziyuan Four Seasons Villa.

It is the most luxurious and luxurious one-stop resort adjacent to the West Lake. In the entire Suzhou and Hangzhou area, there is no other manor hotel that can match it.

After finishing the affairs related to Zhongjing, Wu Zong took Yaya here for vacation.

As one of the mountain hotels with the most confidentiality and the most beautiful and elegant scenery in Suzhou and Hangzhou, this place fully meets all the requirements of Wu Zong's vacation.

Safe, confidential, good environment, no one disturbs.

It is a very suitable place to escape from the world and clean up for a while.

Of course, all high-quality things will have a fly in the ointment——

expensive.

As soon as you enter the lobby, you can smell the faint smell of banknotes from every aspect here.

Different from the usual luxury hotels, the lobby of Xiziyuan fully integrates the essence of Huizhou architecture, with vermilion lacquer and clear columns, cornices and carved walls, revealing a different kind of elegance in the plainness.

There is no ostentatious sense of luxury in general luxury hotels, no magnificent crystal chandeliers, and no extravagant decorations of gold and silver.

However, as long as you know the goods a little bit, you can see its low-key and restrained dignity.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a rest area on the left hand side. The sofa is Laos Pali rosewood with calfskin.

The small ornaments of southern Tibetan ebony carved with mountains and waters are placed on the tea table with ancient charm of Hainan huanghuali.

On the right hand side is a small wine room, where precious wines from various countries are neatly inserted in the sandalwood wine case.

The invisible pretense of 'I'm rich but I won't say it' is everywhere in the lobby.

Even the floor is made of whole Guyisu wood boards painted and waxed.

As far as this lobby is concerned, if you don’t have an eight-figure number, you will definitely not be able to get in.

What Wu Zong ordered was the most luxurious independent courtyard in the entire Xiziyuan!

That's right, the garden.

This place is called Yunmanju.

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It is the top compound house type in Ziyuan, the whole West.

Different from ordinary rooms, Yunmanju is not as simple as a suite.

It is a whole house!

Front and back, with a private tea room, private hot spring, private garden, private garage, even a private library and a professional butler team!

The total area is 820 square meters!

Of course, for this top-notch luxury house, one night's accommodation fee is also a sky-high price.

Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary rich people can't afford it!

And the reason why Wu Zong is so extravagant is not because he burned the money, but because——

This is Qiye's property.

He spent nothing.

Dog thief.

This is Wang Ding's evaluation of Wu Zong.

Under the banner of Wang Ding, Wu Zong lived in this cultural tourism house, which is one of the best in almost all of Suzhou and Hangzhou, without spending a penny.

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Bai Jian, so fucking happy!

Wu Zong was enjoying Yaya's soft and jade-like hands at the moment, smearing his cheeks.

Hearing what Yaya said, she couldn't help shivering and gasping.

"Hiss—why do you all have the same hobbies? Are zombies reincarnated? Why are you so interested in human brains?"

"Or else,"

Yaya smiled and said:

"We can't understand why one person can know so many things, and each of them has become the peak level of the industry."

Yaya, this is not deliberately flattering Wu Zong, but seeking truth from facts.

In terms of songwriting, Hong Xuanyi was praised for two songs, and Xuanyi won the best newcomer for one album, becoming the strongest newcomer in the mainland music scene.

In terms of singing, Best Male Singer, appearing on the Spring Festival Gala, singing with Han Hong, and Nocturne sweeping the Golden Melody Awards Ceremony, which one can only be achieved by a top singer.

In terms of acting, it created box office records like crazy, and "New Police Story" won a total box office of 53 billion, shocking the Chinese film industry.

In terms of screenwriting, Jia Zhangke, the leading director of the sixth generation, joined Wu Zongxin's film with "one dollar" and bluntly said that this is the best script he has shot in these years.

Let's see, which one of these is not the goal that ordinary artists have been striving for for many years.

Randomly picking out an achievement is an ideal that an ordinary artist has been chasing for several years or even ten years!

But Wu Zong did it all over in just half a year.

No wonder people are jealous and want to kill him.

People are more popular than dead people.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was a woman and belonged to Wu Zong, Yaya would have been jealous.

This person is really outrageous!

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There's another chapter coming later!Ten thousand.

Chapter 217

The sky is getting darker, the twilight is falling, a crescent moon hangs faintly in the sky, and a small boat is docked by the small pier, shaking gently with the water waves.

On the small pier, small neon lights are wrapped around the branches, exuding a charming and dreamy light.

Two figures sat on the steps of the small pier, the woman hugged the man's arm, rested her head gently on the reassuring arm, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

The breeze is coming, the water is rippling, and the comfortable breeze is blowing on the faces of the two, making people feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

It was Wu Zong and Yaya.

The two had just returned from a cruise on the West Lake that belonged exclusively to Xiziyuan. After dinner, the two had nothing to do, so they went out for a walk around the manor.

Tired, I went back to sit on the edge of this small pier.

Both of them enjoyed this peaceful and comfortable atmosphere very much. Even if they didn't say anything, they could still feel the solidity of each other's side.

"It's so comfortable."

Yaya stood up, opened her arms against the evening wind, and took a deep breath of the fresh air from the lake.

[-] is now in the middle of May, and the weather is just right. Yaya is wearing a bright red suspender casual dress today.

The evening wind made Yaya's red skirt flutter, and matched with her pretty and calm face, it was so beautiful that Wu Zong was almost stunned.

"It's so beautiful."

Wu Zong leaned back, half-supporting the steps with his arms, and praised with a smile.

"Ok!"

Yaya took off her sandals and walked barefoot on the small pier.

This is their small private pier in Yunmanju. It is cleaned every day on weekdays, and it is very clean, so there is no fear of any foreign objects stabbing their feet.

Expensive, of course, is expensive.

"The last time I came to West Lake seems to have been a long time ago. I came here with my friends. At that time, there were so many people, everyone cared about taking pictures. Today I visited West Lake alone, and I was in the mood to really discover her... ..."

Before the word 'beauty' came out, Yaya turned her head and found that Wu Zong was looking at her with a look of interest on his face.

There was a blush on Yaya's cheeks.

It turned out that Wu Zong was not talking about the West Lake.

but her.

"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup."

Wu Zong raised his eyebrows and said to Yaya.

"White, so sour."

Yaya raised her foot, kicked Wu Zong's calf lightly, and said coquettishly.

Although the words were to blame, but the appearance of bowing his head was really shy of the water lotus that could not bear the cool breeze.

"Wait for me."

Wu Zong suddenly thought of something, greeted Yaya, stood up and walked back to the house through the small gate in the backyard garden.

Yaya didn't know what Wu Zong was thinking again, she could only watch Wu Zong go back suspiciously.

After a while, Wu Zong came back again, with an extra guitar in his hand.

Wu Zong himself knows a little bit of guitar, and now he is proficient in music theory at the master level. He can still play the most common instrument like this.

"Come, come and sit."

Wu Zong sat down with the guitar in his hand, and patted the open space beside him.

Yaya ran over with a smile, tucked off her skirt, and sat beside Wu Zong.

"Would you like to sing to me?"

"I have to think about what to sing."

"Nocturne?"

Yaya's eyes are bright.

She likes the title song of Wu Zong's album very much.

However, Wu Zong shook his head.

"Irrelevant."

"what is that?"

Wu Zong looked at the moon in the sky, then turned his head to look at the beautiful woman beside him, and had an idea in his mind.