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Jingcheng, the third floor of Greenland Hotel.

Yue Jiayou never thought that one day he would bite the bullet and come to this kind of place.

As soon as you get out of the elevator, you will see dazzling laser lights, atmosphere paper flying all over the sky, and the sound of music is deafening.

Yue Jiayou despised himself from the bottom of his heart, the more he tried to pretend to be calm, the more upset his stomach was.

He suppressed his nausea and ordered a mojito from the bar, and walked forward surrounded by the crowd.

Before he took two steps, there was a burst of pushing and shoving from behind.

Subconsciously, Yue Jiayou glanced back, shaking goosebumps, and moved his eyes away from the girl's white chest.

"Excuse me, please slow down, don't push it?" There was still a youthful air in his voice, showing a bit of stubbornness and impatience.

"Who didn't rush to that table, who is to blame for your slow walking?" The girl was said, desperate to save face, muttering.

Yue Jiayou paused without choking.

He didn't have that energy, and he was indeed heading for that table.

Unexpectedly, when she realized that Yue Jiayou was in front of her, the girl kept pestering her: "I said who is so dragging, so it's the young master, what's the matter? The outfield is bigger than ours, so I have to open the way for you?"

Young master is a pet name in other families, but it is a black name when it comes to Yue Jiayou's place - calling him young master is not to praise him for his elegance and elegance, but to say that he is defiant and doesn't know the rules, like a spoiled young master.

Yue Jiayou forced himself to pretend he couldn't hear.

He has more important things to do today.

Today is the birthday party of his boss, Zhou Lianyun, president of Xingying Media. Zhou Lianyun and other big names in the film and television industry are all at the innermost booth. I don't know.

On the dance floor, there are many little idols who squeeze their heads and want to brush their faces.

Yue Jiayou is one of them.

After finishing the farewell concert the day before yesterday, the company informed him that when he signed the contract two years ago, he was underage, and his guardian, Yue Zongcheng, signed the contract on his behalf, and signed a gambling agreement with the company in his name.

Now that the agreement has expired, the target has not been reached, and the compensation is 3000 million.

For artists, 3000 million is not a big number.

But Yue Jiayou was different, all his income was used to repay Yue Zongcheng's bottomless gambling debts, and even his salary card was in Yue Zongcheng's hands.

After listening to it that day, his mind went blank, and he simply went back to sleep for two full days, until his former teammate Mu Huaizhe called.

Mu Huaizhe said that there will be many bigwigs coming to Zhou Lianyun's birthday party tonight, maybe someone is willing to help.

Yue Jiayou is not stupid, they are just a two-year limited group put together by the draft, the day before yesterday's farewell concert ended, he and Mu Huaizhe had already changed from teammates to former teammates.

During the draft, he fought to the death for rankings, and after forming a group, he became a hot search for resources. Up to now, he still has the authorship rights of several songs and was forced to give to Mu Huaizhe.

Then there would be no group soul, and it would be even more impossible to be so kind after the team broke up. Yue Jiayou knew that Mu Huaizhe might just want to see himself go to hell.

But the contract with the company is only two years, the termination and loss of money will be tomorrow, tonight is the last chance, he has to come.

Before he could squeeze out a few steps, more and more people around him recognized Yue Jiayou.

The dance floor is full of low-end idols, but he is the only one who made his debut in an orthodox talent show, and has released an album through flowery roads. It is difficult not to attract attention.

"Didn't the young master knock out all of Guan Dao's teeth in the past, and today, Guan Dao is here, and he dares to come?"

"He gave Zhang Neng a good baby, and his parents gave Zhang Neng a good face, so don't be dissatisfied."

"Isn't there a photo? His mother is really beautiful. The young master seems to have entered the circle just to treat his mother's illness. Unfortunately, I heard that he couldn't be saved in the end."

"What's the pity, there are people who want to be his godmother everywhere, and they don't care what their own mother does? I don't think he's too happy to be happy without the oil bottle. I'll be envious of ordinary people."

Whispers kept ringing, and the teasing contained a greasyness that did not match the age.

A glass of wine fell down and splashed on the face of the girl who said the last sentence.

"Yue Jiayou, are you crazy!" The girl who was splashed with wine looked at Yue Jiayou in astonishment, she didn't expect him to attack directly.

The girl's eye makeup was melted away by alcohol, and one of her overly long false eyelashes fell off. She was holding a glass of wine dumbly, obviously unable to continue attending the party.

Yue Jiayou took the wine glass from her hand and looked at her smudged makeup: "You are so greasy at a young age, and you don't know how to wash your face before going out."

"Although it's easier to be psychologically distorted when you grow up like you, don't envy me, after all—you can't envy me."

Yue Jiayou is tall, with a small face, with thin edges and corners that are unique to eighteen or nineteen years old, between a teenager and an adult, and there is disdain and contempt in his eyes.

In such a comparison, the girl really paled in comparison, making one really think that he was just mocking the girl for not being as good as him.

Knowing that she was disgraced, the girl pushed through the crowd and walked back, but Yue Jiayou was still making up for her behind her back: "I recognize you, your Weibo name is Yao Jiajia, right? Remember to receive a private message red envelope when you go back tonight, I won't give you a glass of wine for nothing. "

Hearing Yue Jiayou's words, people found the name familiar one after another, and finally, someone slapped his thigh: "Isn't that the one who asked for red envelopes for posting on Weibo and fans, and even received two dollars?"

Immediately, bursts of laughter erupted from the dance floor, and the girl who pushed Yue Jiayou earlier couldn't help feeling scared.

The knife pierces the heart, and the young master lives up to his reputation.

With a cold face, Yue Jiayou continued walking with his glass in hand.

In the booth, the bosses heard the restlessness and looked over one after another.

Guan Tianhua smiled quite complacently: "If I had known such a day would come, why would I pretend to be a chaste and strong woman?"

Zhong Heng frowned, and said to himself: "Who made him come to this kind of place?"

The host of the party, Zhou Lianyun, also looked over: "It's really a bit tempered."

Yue Jiayou didn't know that the other side had noticed him, and he walked on his own with anger.

The boy was good-looking, with smooth and neat lines, and there were quite a few people in the booth who wanted to call him over.

The one who couldn't help but speak first was Guan Tianhua, the one who tried to unspoken the rules, but was knocked crooked by Yue Jiayou.

"Oh, isn't this the young master? Why are you here?" Guan Tianhua raised his wine glass and shook it, pretending to have just seen him, and bit the word "young master" very hard.

Yue Jiayou froze for a moment, everyone thought he was looking for the patron, and Guan Tianhua obviously thought so too.

He thought that as long as he had no regrets in his heart, it would be enough, but when he really walked over, he began to feel what it meant to be like a glow on his back, and the disdainful eyes behind him almost made him feel like his back was going to burn.

Guan Tianhua glanced at him sideways: "Why, wait for me to invite you?"

Clenching his fists, Yue Jiayou raised his legs.

"I haven't seen you for two years, and you've been reduced to running around on the outfield?" Before he could walk up, another voice spoke from the deck.

Yue Jiayou could tell that the voice was Zhong Heng, who was half of the entertainment circle and the youngest double actor.

In the draft he made his debut two years ago, Zhong Heng was his mentor. In the live broadcast on the night of his debut, Zhong Heng once stared at him and said: You have only been popular for two years.

Guan Tianhua wanted to go up by himself, Zhong Heng hated him when he saw him, Yue Jiayou decided to keep silent and wait for others to speak.

"It's been two years since I signed into the company, haven't we met?" Zhou Lianyun, who was sitting in the middle, glanced at Yue Jiayou, beckoning him with one hand, signaling him to come up.

As soon as the stomach was tense, the pain became more obvious, Yue Jiayou pressed the stomach without showing any signs.

Zhong Heng, who was covered by the darkness, glanced at Yue Jiayou's hand against his abdomen, with elusive meaning in his eyes.

Yue Jiayou felt that Zhong Heng was full of hostility towards him.

He didn't like the hand covering his stomach, the wine glass he snatched from his hand, and possibly Guan Tianhua who called him up.

Facing the front and rear gazes, Yue Jiayou bit the bullet and held up his wine glass: "Mr. Zhou, I wish you a happy birthday, and I offer you a toast."

After he finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank half of the glass of wine in one gulp, only to realize that what Yao Jiajia took was actually half a glass of pure tequila, and the [-]-degree spirit burned all the way to the bottom of his stomach.

Guan Tianhua applauded exaggeratedly: "Young master is refreshing!"

"But one cup is not enough, Xiaoyou, don't you respect your teacher, if it weren't for Teacher Zhong, you wouldn't be able to make your debut."

Zhong Heng's eyebrows were deep, his eyelids were half down, he was noncommittal to Guan Tianhua's words, his side face was sharp and smooth under the shadow of the lamp, Yue Jiayou couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The tequila he had just eaten burned from his throat into his heart, stirring up his stomach, Yue Jiayou's complexion was already pale, and he obviously couldn't drink any more.

The bosses in the booth watched the fire from the other side, happily watching the show.

Zhong Heng raised his eyelids and glanced at Yue Jiayou. The young man's skin was extremely fair. He drank a cup of tequila in one gulp. His face should have turned red, but for some reason, he was still sweating, as if he was hesitating whether to listen to Guan Tianhua.

"As a signed artist of Xingying, I came here to play outside." Zhong Heng's tone was sullen, before Yue Jiayou could slow down, he spoke first: "It seems that the young master also knows that he is embarrassing."

Zhong Heng's voice was deep and low, and when he bit the words "Little Young Master", it sounded like a very gentle nickname, but to Yue Jiayou's ears, it was full of contempt.

Yue Jiayou's hand holding the empty wine glass froze for a moment, and Zhong Heng always showed a pampered good temper towards the media. If fans saw him being so straightforward and sharp, their dreams would be crushed immediately.

However, what Zhong Heng said was also what most people thought.

Most of the people who come to this kind of place have a little bit of opportunism in their hearts, and they can do it once and for all if they are spotted by the patron.

Fortunately, since two years ago, Yue Jiayou got used to Zhong Heng's unfriendliness towards him, and he was very fluent: "Mr. Zhong is also sitting here drinking the toast outside, it seems that we two snakes and rats are in a nest, it's strange to hit it off of."

With Yue Jiayou's words, even Zhong Heng lost everyone here.

The bosses on the deck all looked displeased, but Zhong Heng lowered his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

Yue Jiayou inexplicably felt that after being ruined by himself, Zhong Heng's mood was better.

There was silence on the dance floor.

Everyone in the circle knows that Yue Jiayou has a bad temper, and they only think that he is used to becoming famous when he was young.

Only now did I know that his lawlessness was rooted in his bones. Even if he was stepped into the mud, they were all waiting for the people on the shore to rescue him, but Yue Jiayou still jumped up and bit the people on the shore.

"Young master, I still have to offer you a toast." Seeing that Zhong Heng didn't appreciate it, Guan Tianhua simply made things difficult for Yue Jiayou: "After all, it is thanks to you that I made up my mind to make this porcelain tooth back then."

"What do you want to say, director Guan, I gave you a crooked tooth to vent my anger?" Yue Jiayou casually said, giving up hope for tonight, and simply letting himself pay back the anger he has received in various places for the past two years go back.

Guan Tianhua had already heard about Yue Jiayou's gambling agreement, and took half a bottle of red wine from the table and handed it over, confident that Yue Jiayou would not have the courage to resist for money.

"Don't be kidding, pretend to be high-minded, don't let it go when you come here, blow this bottle of wine, we can still write off the previous things, maybe brother can help you."

Zhong Heng sat up straight from the darkness, the expression on his face became more and more ugly, and he was about to speak.

Yue Jiayou didn't give Zhong Heng a chance to speak, without hesitation, he flipped his hands over to Guan Tianhua: "Get rid of it, I'm holding a grudge, you want to sleep with me, and you expect me to write it off with you? It's a good idea!"

Yue Jiayou's movements were clean and neat, but his eyes were full of meaning.

In fact, he was planning to throw a bottle of wine down, after all, he had just done it once, so it wasn't innovative enough, but he didn't want to pay half of Guan Tianhua's medical expenses, so he could only discount his aura.

Heaving a sigh of relief in his heart, Yue Jiayou turned to Zhou Lianyun: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry for disturbing your birthday party. If you want to settle the score, just add it to my debt."

"I came here today because I hoped that Mr. Zhou would give me a chance to renew my contract. I can prove to you that I can reach the peak, but it seems that Mr. Zhou has no such plan. I have wasted your time. I will definitely pay back the money." , I will bid farewell today."

Yue Jiayou put down the wine bottle, and found that Zhong Heng's face brightened again after listening to his words.

Sure enough, he hated himself so much that he hated home. When he came, Zhong Heng looked unhappy, but now that he was leaving, he was happy.

Yue Jiayou didn't want to keep it annoying, so he turned around and left decisively.

The faces of the bosses at the deck turned dark, Guan Tianhua was dumbfounded.

Seeing the young man walking cleanly, Zhong Heng twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and stood up: "The wine splashed on my coat, I'll deal with it."

Yue Jiayou walked through the crowd, walked into the elevator, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, edited Weibo, and clicked send.

When the elevator door opened again, there was a commotion outside the door: "Zhou Lianyun's party is on the third floor, remember, don't go wrong—"

"Fuck! Slot! Yue Jiayou!" The camera slapped Yue Jiayou's face as he spoke.

"Did you come from Zhou Lianyun's party? Is there still a party upstairs! Please answer us!" The reporter surrounded Yue Jiayou who had just stepped out of the elevator.

Yue Jiayou covered his stomach, which was getting more and more painful, with one hand, and covered his face with the other hand: "What Yue Jiayou, I haven't heard of it, and I don't know it."

All the reporters looked at Yue Jiayou like idiots.

With a face that is one of the best in thousands of miles, who will pretend to be a passerby for his self-confidence.

"Ding—" The elevator door that had been closed behind opened again, a suit jacket covered Yue Jiayou's head, someone reached out to pull him into the elevator, and pressed the door to close.

The coat smelled faintly of red wine.

Yue Jiayou got goosebumps all over his body -- the smell of alcohol, he just gave Guan Tianhua a red wine bath.

"Guan Tianhua! You are committing a crime! There are surveillance cameras in the elevator!"

Outside the door, the reporters received calls from the company one after another: "Look at your phone! Too much stuff tonight!"

Yue Jiayou posted a Weibo 2 minutes ago:

I quit, love whoever.

The author has something to say: Teacher Zhong’s inner theater:

- The kid really wants to find a benefactor?gas!

-The children didn't come to find the patron, be happy!