It's just a gathering of friends, so it's not too formal, and I didn't send out invitations. I just called and brought my partner to have a home-cooked meal.

Friends came over one after another that day, and they all dressed more casually. Those with wives brought their wives and children, those with boyfriends brought boyfriends, and those who were single had to be alone.

In the end, they dragged their families over to take a look, hey, where is the real master?

"The kitchen is busy." Director Zhang came early and was eating fruit with sticks.

"Kitchen? Why is it in the kitchen?"

The guests put the presents on the side cabinet one by one, and sat down in twos and threes.

Speaking of which, they are all friends of Qingchuan, but Qingchuan is quite good at crossing different industries, including literati circles, entertainment circles, and clubs, so the guests actually don’t know each other, and at this time, there is such an opportunity, so I got to know each other. Multiple connections, multiple outlets.

Of course, since Aunt Qingchuan and elders were present at the scene, the first thing everyone must do is to come over, say hello to the elders, and say some pleasant words that the elders like. This is basic courtesy.

Grandma usually sees people in the market, but today she suddenly met many very dignified people, and her smile never stopped.He knew that his son was promising, but only at this time did he have such a clear understanding.

A person's class can be seen from his friends.

Who would have thought that just five years ago, their family was still living in a refugee village where fugitives gathered, and the neighbors on all sides were all gangsters, who had been arguing about this trivial matter all their lives.

At that time, she felt that the best ending for the family was to find a serious job, slowly save money to buy a house, find a girl with a similar family, get married and have children, and continue to live like this.

The little girl was super excited because she found out that her closest male god was among them.

The leading actor who has been in the limelight recently is Qiao Wan recommended by Qingchuan. He is talented, able to endure hardships, photogenic, and someone passes the ladder. Now he is the number one male.He thought of his kindness, even if he got angry, he didn't forget to support his Qingchuan, and he has been dealing with this side like a younger brother.

It was Qing Chuan who gave him a hard time and told Qiao Wan to straighten his back.Seeing that he didn't have many private servers and was ridiculed for his lack of taste in dressing, he was taken out to match a few outfits.They are now friends.

"Today we have a lucky meal. Chef Gu cooks the dishes himself. Have you ever eaten the dishes made by our great writers? It is really delicious, and the aftertaste lingers for three days." Director Zhang was so intoxicated that his wife even watched If you don't go down, hit him with a date.

"Sister Hong, what did you hit me for?"

"You know how to eat, don't you know how to serve the dishes?"

My wife has already spoken, what can Dao Zhang do, so I have to go to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

"I'll go too." Qiao Wan volunteered.

The dishes were brought out plate by plate, and Gu Yansheng also came out from inside.

After taking off the apron, he dissipated the anger of the stove, and he is another great writer who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Everyone is young, and there are no rules. However, the procedure of eating longevity noodles and cutting cakes to make wishes still has to go through.

"Is the new wishing work a big hit?"

"It's already selling well. The new book just went to Japan. I didn't prepare enough at the beginning. There were only more than 3000 copies, and they were sold out within a day. The word of mouth left before has already fermented. Other countries are also selling well. And reasoning knows no borders or cultural barriers, so the English version has already been sold in Europe and the United States, and the sales are also good."

"Then, make a wish and quickly find a lovely girlfriend."

Friends came up with ideas one after another, and everyone was very casual. They opened their tightly buttoned sleeves and kept yelling, "Hurry up, hurry up, the food will not taste good when it gets cold. You are just wishing for world peace." It's all fine."

"What? Are you serious? World peace?"

"My God, Gu Adi, your craftsmanship is really good. This plate of white-cut chicken is delicious, this pickled pork with pickled vegetables is delicious, eh, this water shield soup is also delicious. What kind of fairy craftsmanship is this? No, no, I want more Lose weight... I, I will eat something lighter, and I will leave the meat to you."

"Is that right? I said Gu Da is a good writer. If you open a restaurant or something, it's really no worse than his book writing."

"Come on, what are you shooting when he doesn't write a book?...You put that plate of shrimp dumplings here for me to order."

There are still people who are already stealing food openly.

"The first wish." As soon as Qing Chuan opened his mouth, the room fell silent, and the eaters also swallowed their mouths and put down their chopsticks.

"I hope that my family and friends around me will be safe, healthy, and free from disasters and diseases."

"The second wish." Qing Chuan held up his wine glass, "I hope that the country will prosper, that the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties will reappear, and that the Chinese people will be upright. One day, everyone can go back to their hometown and see the fallen leaves return to their roots."

The wine table was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

"The third wish. In my lifetime, to help promote the national culture to the world, and to do my meager power as a small person in the entertainment industry."

An old man who wrote martial arts stood up, walked to Qing Chuan's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "There will be a day."

After the age of 20, it seems to be the default age to get married and have children.

Almost overnight, Qingchuan found that many people began to care about his marriage.From the old mother at home to the neighbors next door, even the employees of the publishing house and lace magazines, there are many courtship letters in the letters from readers.

Then, Qingchuan found that there were more and more beautiful girls dangling in front of his eyes, intimate elder sister, lively younger sister, Lengaoyu elder sister... some appeared by themselves, some were brought over by elders, saying they were talking about business or other things. It is Xiang Zhuang's sword dance aimed at Pei Gong.

"Is it strange? You are not just a writer now, you have your own publishing house, and one foot has been squeezed into the upper class circle. You are rich and powerful, good-looking, personable, and have no bad hobbies, yes Many people are good candidates for son-in-law." Director Zhang, who is very experienced in this matter, was afraid to pat Qingchuan on the shoulder, "Your sister-in-law has many sisters asking about you."

"what?"

Director Zhang looked at Qingchuan who didn't know why, and couldn't help the vicissitudes of the people who came here, "Do you know how to catch a son-in-law under the list? It's about the same meaning. Seeing young people with great potential and a bright future, I decided on my own daughter first. You If you are still a writer, your income is not stable, so you are not a good candidate, but if you have your own publishing house, things will be different. Speaking of which, after my first film success, my father-in-law first noticed me, and then you My sister-in-law found me."

"Don't you think I'm still young?" Qing Chuan asked.

"You're already twenty. And you're not going to get married right away, you need to fall in love first. Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's not a bad thing to have a little experience in love before getting married. As long as you don't mess around, many parents will have no objection." of."

"I think this time is just the rising period of my career, and I should pay more attention to my career." Qing Chuan said seriously.

"What can be delayed by just falling in love?" Master Zhang didn't believe it at all, grabbed his coat and got up, and went to pull Qingchuan again, "Go, brother will take you to a good place. It seems that you are not enlightened, boy chicken, I don't know The benefits of having a girlfriend. No wonder I write one book after another, but I don’t even have a heroine. It’s like having a girlfriend, and when you know it, you’ll understand.”

Qing Chuan was dragged all the way to a noisy bar.

"How is it? Isn't it nice here? Many young people come here to play." Grandpa Zhang talked loudly to Qing Chuan, while reaching out to the waiter to bring wine.

He is a frequent visitor here, and the waiter knew what it meant when he stretched out his hand, and quickly brought a table of wine, red, green and green like fruit juice, but in fact it was all high-concentration wine.

Although they were sitting in a box in the corner, one side of the box was open, and one could see the gorgeous lights of the dance hall below and the swaying seductive men and women. On the table in the middle, there was a pretty girl twisting her waist in ecstasy.

The live music has an intense rhythm and a loud voice, so you have to shout when you speak, otherwise you can't hear clearly.

"Nightclubs are just spending money to find girls to play with. Middle-aged and elderly people who have lost their charm only like it. How can it be interesting to be here? You are a young man, you should come out and walk around more. With your face, you can pick any beautiful girl here. "Master Zhang Concubine said loudly.

Qing Chuan reached out and rubbed his temples, it was too noisy.

It's not that he has never been to a bar, but he prefers the atmosphere of a clear bar. It's too noisy here, so what's the fun in seeing a group of demons dancing around?Now the sound of magic is filling my ears, and my temples are throbbing. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Concubine had been friends for several years, I really wanted to walk away.

Where is enjoyment?

"Aren't you afraid that sister-in-law will be angry if you go to this kind of place to see beautiful women?"

"I just came to play and drink some wine. Why is your sister-in-law angry? Besides, your sister-in-law is not a narrow-minded person. Would you like to play next time? I just saw a girl who is very beautiful, you go try it ?”

He wanted to push Qing Chuan off to the stage, but Qing Chuan refused and died on the sofa, "Please forgive me, I can't do these dances either."

There are many dances in Qingchuan Club, ranging from Chinese dance to national standard and rumba, and he knows a little bit of superficiality, but he really doesn't know the dance on the dance floor below that doesn't pay attention to rhythm and just wants to get crazy.

"Ah……"

A contemptuous laugh came from the private room next door, the sound was not loud, Director Zhang didn't hear it, but Qing Chuan heard it.

Looking sideways, he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes, with three-quarter-length hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a mixed race, looking at Qingchuan arrogantly.

Now that Qing Chuan found out, there was no embarrassment of being caught mocking on his face, but he became more disdainful, sneered, "Mainlanders..." and then turned his face away.

Qingchuan frowned.

Director Zhang turned his gaze back from the dance floor, saw Qingchuan looking at the next door, and chased after him, he was taken aback, "Eh? Isn't this... Du Qitai from the Du family?"

Qingchuan didn't know him.

Director Zhang knew he didn't know him, so he moved closer, "I really didn't expect him to come to such a place, I thought he would only appear in high-end clubs."

"You don't know him. He has been in England before. His grandfather is a British nobleman. He just came back a few days ago. He is the youngest of the Du family, and the whole family dotes on him very much. Don't look at the Du family. Lushui has contacts with high-level officials, so don't offend him, it's very troublesome."

There are so many unsatisfactory things in life, Qing Chuan felt a little uncomfortable thinking about the other party's mockery of his identity just now.

However, the general environment is not friendly to the mainland, not to mention banana people who grew up with foreigners.Arguing with this kind of person is like playing the piano against a cow, and it is meaningless.Qingchuan understands all this, it's just annoying.

The bottom has its troubles, and the middle also has its troubles. It is impossible to completely follow one's inclinations.

He reached for a glass of wine on the table and drank it down.

The cold alcohol slightly dispelled the depression in his heart, and Qingchuan remembered that he had never drank anything other than low-alcohol beer in his life, so he didn't know how much he could drink.

Seeing that he was refreshing, Director Zhang thought he would drink, so he brought him a new glass, "Try this, a new wine."

Qing Chuan shook his head, feeling nothing uncomfortable, acquiesced that he could drink, took it, and took a few sips.The taste of sour lemon in it matches well with the taste of wine. Qingchuan likes this taste very much, so he took the same wine again, glass after glass.

Director Zhang's lingering eyes turned back from the beauty on the dance floor, only to find that Qing Chuan had already drank four or five cups, his white jade-like face was already sweating slightly, his eyes were also a little bit drunk, and he was drunk at first glance.

Qing Chuan also went to get the wine glass, but was stopped by Director Zhang, "Blame me, this drink is strong enough, so don't drink it. Turn around and throw up, I feel uncomfortable, and your sister-in-law has to read me."

"How can there be any stamina? I'm very sober." Qing Chuan wanted to get it, but was stopped, frowned a little unhappy, and stretched out his hand to tug on the bow tie.

"Heh." The person next door sneered again, "I'm from the country, I can't dance, so I can only drink alcohol? A great writer? He's just a boy from mainland China. He came from that poor place, and even the simplest ballroom dancing You don’t even know it? It’s also thanks to you that you brought him here, a living log.”

He laughed, and the people around him laughed too.

Like a swarm of flies.

Director Zhang's complexion is not good, and he can't offend this person. Seeing Qing Chuan standing up suddenly, he thought that Qing Chuan, who was drunk, was young and vigorous, and wanted to fight, so he quickly stopped him, "Ah Sheng, don't be impulsive."

"I'm not impulsive." Qing Chuan unbuttoned his tie, letting the dark blue silk slip from his fingers, then his coat, and the two buttons on his shirt.

"Dalu boy, do you want to fight?" First Young Master Du saw him take off his coat, thought he was going to fight, and stood up himself.

"You said I can't dance?" Qing Chuan looked at him sideways, his hazy eyes were unexpectedly sharp.He broke away from Director Zhang's hand and walked towards the middle of the dance floor.

Because of his good looks, others were not angry when he pushed him away, and watched him walk all the way to the stage in the middle of the stage with a smile.The girl who was dancing on the stage had already gone down, but now there was no one there, so Qing Chuan stood up and immediately gathered his gaze.

"Beauty, can you buy me a glass of wine?" Qing Chuan smiled, and took the goblet from the hand of a lady below, the amber liquid reflected the halo of the gem under the light.

His smile is blurred, his eyes are slightly narrowed, he seems drunk, his head is raised upwards, and he closes his eyes.

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, they all stopped dancing and looked at him who seemed to be shining on the stage.The lighting engineer took the opportunity to adjust the lighting, and the surroundings became dark, only a beam of light from the main stage fell from the sky and fell on the slender Qing Chuan.

The light outlines thin edges, and the soft and beautiful face with closed eyes is as pure as an angel under the white light.

However, he suddenly raised the wine glass high and tilted it slightly. The amber wine, like flowing honey syrup, slipped from the wine glass and landed on his forehead, nose, cheeks, and chin, as if he heard the wine turning into broken gems in his mouth. With a smile on his face, it flowed from his chin to his slender, fair neck, twirled around his collarbone, and sank into his collar.

A strong fragrance spread out in the air, the fragrance of wine, perfume, and the fragrance of beautiful body, all of which exploded and merged into a kind of fragrance called 'bewitching', which penetrated into every pore of them, making them Trembling all over, and feeling hot all over as if on fire.

He slightly opened his eyes, under the light, his eyes were like golden honey, sweet to the bone.The corners of the mouth were raised slightly, the tip of the bright red tongue licked off a little bit of residual wine on the lips, and a low-pitched laugh came out of his throat—it was the devil's laughter, it was temptation, and it was the beginning of eternal doom.

Suddenly at this moment, the angel fell and was stained with desire.

"sweet……"

The wine glass was gently returned to the lady's hand, but she was like a puppet who had lost her soul, just staring blankly at the people on the stage with dry lips.

Qing Chuan's hands and fingers jumped up on his cheeks, and between his fingers he seemed to see the face like a charmer, with deadly poison hidden in his lips, and even his eyes were hooked.Like the surface of a golden rippling lake, sparkling, it rushed to my heart every time.

However, his body swayed with the rhythm, like willow branches frantically blowing in the wind, with a sense of strength unique to men.The slender waist has a tight arc, but it is so soft and strong, like a soft whip knocking on the door of the heart.

The muscles of the waist and abdomen drive the whole body, and the toes step on the rhythm accurately. The movements are sometimes wild and open, and sometimes gentle and elegant.

No one knows what kind of dance it is. It seems to be mixed with many dance types. When the thin waist and limbs are twisted, there is a wonderful beauty combined with strength and softness. The slender and straight legs step freely on the stage. A whirling flower.In the middle of the flowers, this man is so proud, even the temptation has a strength that makes people want to kneel and submit.

He is definitely not a canary waiting for pity, and the arrogance that he disdains to hide is carved into his bones.

As the music speeds up, so does his body language.This kind of dance has no rules, and various elements are perfectly integrated at your fingertips.

At this time, everyone has already seen what elements his dance incorporates.

That kind of lingering, that kind of inseparable, gently swinging crotch has a beautiful and ambiguous atmosphere, that is a rumba.That kind of passion is like fire, the sexiness like burning air and the fast and powerful rhythm are Cha Cha.

The fingers are slender, with the luster of jade under the white light, the arms are not swinging rigidly, every movement is coordinated to show the charm of his limbs.This is the essence of Chinese classical dance, the movements of the hands are so well coordinated.

Under the light, the honey-colored eyes patrolled from left to right, with indifferent and cold eyes, as if a king who had escaped from the mundane world and sat on the throne, with a coldness that could not eat the fireworks of the world.The face is intoxicated and seductive, that kind of temptation is not sophisticated, full of innocence and innocence, like a devil whispering to humans: I just blink once, and you are possessed.

This wonderful contrast endows it with some kind of wonderful magic.The body is like fire, and the soul is like ice, wanting to melt him, wanting to be melted by him, eager to conquer him, and also looking forward to being conquered by him.

Either way, you deserve an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.

Young Master Du in the audience looked at the stage without blinking his eyes. The wine glass in his hand tilted at some point, and all the wine was poured on the ground, but he didn't know it. He ran his fingers through his hair, and saw the shape of the muscles drawn by the soaked shirt—that gave rise to a wonderful association.

First Young Master Du's heart beat like a drum, every cell in his body was emitting heat, but his throat was extremely thirsty.He stared at the dew-like drop of wine on Qingchuan's fingertips, he wanted to taste what it tasted like.

Is it wine?Is it fragrant?Is it poisonous?

Or maybe all three.

Like a puppet being manipulated, he was dragged and squeezed to the front of the center stage, at which point the music stopped.

Qing Chuan stood with his head up, looking at First Young Master Du.

They were too close, at an arm's length, Du Dashao smelled the fragrance from Qingchuan's body, perfume, wine, sweat, because at this time the temperature of the body surface merged, and it became another special, sinking The scent of midnight.

First Young Master Du's eyes at this time were no different from those of the men and women around him, the eyes of being captured and captured.

Qing Chuan was still drunk, he shook his hair, combed it back with his fingers, his eyes turned to First Young Master Du, the heat from his body seemed to melt him through the air.

"You say I can't dance?"

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