The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Song Jiu was choked by the man and couldn't breathe.

He tried to struggle but to no avail, so he turned his head and breathed fresh air.

He pursed his lips.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Song Jiu felt that the tall man in front of him was a bit strange, and he was far different from the cold and aloof actor Fu in his impression.

So humbling.

The word 'humble' appears on a man who is like a lone wolf, which is too inconsistent.

Hearing the other party's prayer, Song Jiu did not answer.

It was already dark outside, there were not many people left in the training base, and layers of silence hung in the air.

My breathing became sticky.

He didn't know how he should treat their relationship.

One is a top figure in the entertainment industry who is already engaged, and the other is a transparent little artist struggling at the bottom. The gap between heaven and earth will not bring good results.

The best way to deal with it is to withdraw in time, break it off when necessary, and wake up from the entanglement.

Song Jiu knew it well.

But theory is one thing, practice is another.

Seeing the man lower his head and begging, his heart tightened.

Song Jiu quickly shook his head and shook the complicated emotions out of his mind.

He tried to sound cold and emotionless.

Eyelashes drooped.

He said, "I don't like you. When I see you like that, I just...want to...vomit."

"Fu Lingzhi, stay away from me."

The fluttering words had no weight, but they were like steel needles piercing the man's heart.

The pain was so painful that it was hard to breathe.

Fu Lingzhi let go of his hand and looked at the young man's beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The eyes are red.

There was a flash of disbelief inside.

He almost squeezed out a voice from his throat, with a hint of self-deprecation in the voice: "Xiaojiu is joking, right? I am indeed not perfect, but... I still care about Xiaojiu's words."

"I feel a little uncomfortable, Xiaojiu, can you give me a kiss?"

Fu Lingzhi stared intently at the young man's face, trying to catch any clues.

How he hoped Xiaojiu could smile and say yes, I was just joking.

However, the reality is quite the opposite.

The young man raised his head without fear and stared back at him, as if looking at an insignificant stranger.

There was a coldness in his eyes.

Song Jiu looked into those dark eyes and said calmly: "I'm not kidding, I hate you, Fu Lingzhi."

After saying that, he left directly, leaving the man standing alone, not moving for a long time.

Like a cold sculpture.

The young man is like a handful of fine sand in his hand. The more he tries to tighten his grip, the more the sand leaks out. In the end, nothing is left, not even a trace.

Fu Lingzhi regretted it.

Song Jiu forced himself to move forward, forcing himself not to look back.

The nails dug into the palm of the hand and dug into the flesh.

Sitting in the taxi, his tears couldn't stop flowing down his cheeks.

Perhaps this is the best distance that the two of them should keep.

apartment.

The other five trainees were sitting in the hall, chatting and gossiping, and the living room was filled with laughter.

Seeing that the young man was back, the noisy voices suddenly became quiet.

Silence as death.

While they were still training their basic skills, they had already become famous thanks to a TV series and were promoted to a popular niche.

It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.

How is it possible not to be envious or jealous?

Even if they know that they have the background and talent, and it is natural for them to be able to successfully play the role, they still feel sour in their hearts.

When a person is particularly outstanding in a certain aspect, there is a high probability that there will be a vacuum around him, and no one will be willing to take the initiative to get close to him.

Song Jiu was immersed in his own world, ignored those strange eyes, and went upstairs.

"Tsk tsk, let me tell you. Once you become famous, you start to act like a big star. When you see us, you don't even say hello."

One of the handsome-looking boys said in a sour tone: "If you have a background, you are great."

The person sitting opposite him joked: "Don't you also have a background? If you ask your sponsor to act coquettishly, do it a few times, and the generous roles will naturally fall into your hands."

The others laughed when they heard this.

It's hard to feel like you've been exposed in front of everyone.

The handsome boy's face turned red immediately, and he was so angry that he stammered: "You! You, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

How can it be said so easily? He goes to high-end places every day, pretending to meet by chance, just to get a chance to skyrocket.

But powerful donors are like ghosts.

I've only heard of it, never seen it.

Furthermore, his appearance could barely be considered pretty. How could those men like him if they had never seen such charming beauties?

The handsome boy glanced upstairs bitterly.

Having been in the entertainment industry for a long time, he knew all about the wealthy families in Kyoto. There were the Li family, the Fu family, and the Gu family, but there was no one named Song.

He very much suspected that Song Jiu was not a pampered young master at all, but that there was a powerful financial backer behind him to protect him from the wind and rain.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the crew of "Yu Cheng Die" to temporarily change roles.

Sometimes, having a beautiful face can be regarded as a blessing from God and good luck.

The man was dressed in a black coat and had a slender figure. He didn't need to do anything more. Just standing there made people unable to help but stop and take a few more glances.

Danfeng's eyes showed a bit of indifference, and his whole body had a strong aura.

Only the small cake with fine workmanship in his hand was not on the same level as the domineering surrounding him.

The man's eyes calmly scanned the faces coming out of the training room.

Seems to be looking for someone.

Seeing this scene, the other trainees were very excited, and they all speculated who had such great charm that could make Actor Fu stay outside unshakably every day.

Of course, some people couldn't suppress the turmoil in their hearts and took the initiative to talk.

The handsome boy is one of them.

He hurriedly arranged his hair, walked up with what he thought was a perfect smile.

"Senior Fu, I am your loyal fan. I am honored to meet Senior Fu here. Can you sign your autograph for me?"

His tone was full of admiration and praise.

As men, handsome boys know that every man has a strong competitive spirit and likes the feeling of being surrounded by admiring eyes.

Therefore, his eyes are full of admiration for the strong.

Gives enough emotional value.

However, as if he didn't hear me, he didn't even look at me.

"Oh, I don't even care about my status, I still want to be the best actor Fu."

"That's right. Actor Fu's signature is worth more than 100,000 yuan. There is only one person who is thicker than the city wall. He doesn't feel ashamed to ask for it."

......

The chatter behind him reached the ears of the handsome boy.

His face turned red and he could barely keep the smile on his face.

Yes, he admitted that he was shameless.

As long as you can catch the golden mountain of Movie Emperor Fu, you can get rich resources and connections.

Even if it doesn't develop into that kind of relationship, even if it only leaves a good impression and a name in a man's heart, it will be very helpful for his future.

Maybe one day his name will be mentioned in front of the director.

Then he successfully played the role and became famous overnight.

After weighing the pros and cons, the handsome boy smiled even brighter.

"Senior Fu is here to wait for Song Jiu. He is still practicing inside. It will probably take a long time before he comes out."

"If you don't mind, I can help you bring him the cake."

Hearing a familiar word, Fu Lingzhi finally had some reaction.

His eyes, as dark as ink, slowly turned to look at the boy in front of him.

The man's focused gaze made the handsome boy's heart surge, and his breathing became rapid.

There were two blushes on his face.

Yes, yes, just looking at him with such a focused gaze, as if the man could no longer tolerate anyone else except him.

The handsome boy's legs were numb from the sight, and he was about to speak.

But I saw the man raised his eyes and looked towards the door of the training room.

As if seeing his sweetheart, the frost in his eyes melted completely, leaving only full of love.