Xueba, wake up

Next week’s video has a cooperative advertising vlog. Party A has talked with the company. The 10-minute vlog will give 30 promotion fees, and the company’s anchor will get four or six points.

This 10,000+ is not difficult to earn, and you can earn far more than this through a better online promotion or a video.

Yan Sheng didn't want to accept it. The partner is a trendy brand that has just become popular this year. A technology blogger just likes fashion clothes, so it's not suitable.

But he couldn't refuse. The company saw the trend of this trendy brand becoming popular, and directly signed the agreement for him.

Signing a company is such a disadvantage. Not only is the income cut off by half of the company's share, but sometimes you can't be your own master.

Yan Sheng regretted that he had no experience when he first made videos, so he directly signed a three-year contract and was restricted by the company everywhere.

At that time, I was still immature, and I was too eager for success. In fact, even if I didn't sign a company at that time, I could survive it for half a year.

The contract was terminated in Yansheng's freshman year, and he planned to move out of his studio to work alone.

The advertiser agreed to connect the vlog script with Yansheng in the same city, which could have been discussed online, but the person insisted on meeting and chatting.

The meeting place was chosen by the person in a bar.

And it's an atypical gay bar. It hasn't been advertised on social platforms, but the boss is in the circle, so many "insiders" know about it.

Yan Sheng is not "in the circle", but he has heard of it.

The bar is very low-key, if there are not a few couples dancing on the dance floor, you can't tell that this is a gay.

The light balls flashed dizzily, and the booming sound seemed to knock down the whole bar. A small shop is like a hyperbaric chamber that is about to explode at any time.

This kind of noisy place reminded him of the quarrel between Yan Deqiang and Zhu Ling.

irritable.

"Xiao Sheng! Here!" Someone in the corner of the bar raised his hand high towards him under the flickering lights.

It was a man with a cropped head, who looked to be in his twenties, with a floral shirt and leather pants, sitting there like a thin leek.

"Brother Tao." Yan Sheng shook hands with him and sat down, "I've read the script, and it's fine. You can change whatever you want at that time."

The meaning is very clear, I don't want to chat with you in this place, don't use the name of work to think about other things.

"Let's not talk about this, what do we want to drink?" Brother Tao looked at him.

"Juice." Yan Sheng said.

Brother Tao laughed, his laughter was very contrived, and Yan Sheng had goosebumps all over his body when he heard it: "I really didn't expect you to be an invisible anchor, why don't you show your face with such good conditions?"

"I don't want to show it." Yan Sheng answered very briefly.

"It's a pity." Brother Tao said slowly, "What if the promotion fee is doubled? Do you consider showing your face for a set?"

"No."

"That face is really expensive." Brother Tao smiled and took a sip of his wine, his eyes glued to Yan Sheng's body the whole time.

This sentence was an ordinary joke, but it was very greasy|ambiguous when it came out of his mouth, Yan Sheng frowned.

Brother Tao unilaterally rambled on for a long time until after nine o'clock, when the bar was the busiest and the dance floor was packed.

Although Yan Sheng didn't swear, he really wanted to swear now. If the company hadn't signed the agreement, he would have beaten him to death and not stayed with this person in the bar until now, his ears would be deafened by the stereo.

As the sound of the speaker got louder, Brother Tao also got closer and closer, almost talking in his ear, and Yan Sheng could smell the greasy perfume on his body.

I don't want to curse, I want to hit people.

"Going to dance?" Brother Tao pointed back to the dance floor.

Many couples were crowded and rocking on the dance floor, and the lights flickered like copy and paste.

Brother Tao's meaning is also very clear.

You don't respond to gays, which means you're gay too.You just met me, and I just met you, and they are both of the same kind of people, and they have business cooperation. It's no harm to you or me to have a fun.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go first." Yan Sheng felt that he couldn't take it any longer, so he got up and said.

"Come on, we haven't finished talking yet." Brother Tao suddenly reached out to grab his wrist, and slowly stroked his wrist with his thumb.

Today, after the cram school, He Zhonghe greeted his mother and sneaked out with the board.

In fact, he doesn't have such a big addiction to surfing the streets, after all, he's pretty good after skating for more than a year.

But the newly pasted sandpaper is luminous, so what's the point of not going out for a walk at night.

The Banziban girls cherish life very much. There is no one in the skatepark at this point, and it feels great to dominate the wave pool.

He has been a little disturbed these few days. His mother's matter about his school entrance examination is like a landmine, and when he thinks about it, his heart sinks.

The wind at night was already a little bit cool, and I was skating around the field unhurriedly, my whole body was blown by the wind, and I could forget all the messy things.

The skateboard rink is not too big, it is mainly used to display equipment and show off skills. After kicking and falling, He Zhonghe realized that the luminous sandpaper was very tasteless. In order to avoid breaking his arms and legs, he slipped down the slope of the shopping mall's large plaza. .

There are girls singing in the large square on the first floor, and there is also a small night market area, where people come and go very lively.When he slid along the bicycle path for a while and almost hit the electric car, He Zhonghe finally gave up walking the luminous board, and honestly took the board in his hand and entered the crowd.

There is a gay bar on Plaza South Street. Shi Yujie took him there once. Although this straight guy can't accept gay love, he has been worrying about his good brother who has been single for thousands of years.

Gao Yang had made appointments with him at that bar several times before, but He Zhonghe found various reasons to push him away.

Although he hasn't explored this kind of place very deeply, in his impression, gay bar = gay men's appointment|cannon 419 holy land.

When He Zhonghe passed by with the board in his hand, he glanced in with disdain, no serious person would go to this place.

Then I saw Yansheng.

Yes Yansheng.

He Zhonghe felt that his eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets.

Because he was too shocked to hold the board firmly, the head of the board tilted up and hit his chin.

"Fuck..." He Zhonghe was still watching Yan Sheng appearing in the gay bar.

What confuses him the most is that next to Yan Sheng there is a flamboyant, suspected spirited guy.

is holding his hand.

Then the man posted it!Stand up and lean on Yansheng directly!

He Zhonghe froze in place and watched, for some reason, he felt a little... homophobic for the first time?He couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt that seeing this scene was very awkward and uncomfortable.

While he was in a daze, Yan Sheng turned his head this way, and just about to turn back, he slammed it back.

The two of them just met each other through the glass door, and the two sides were shocked, as if they were more eye-catching than others.

Then he watched Yan Sheng quickly turn his head and say something to the spirited guy, who looked towards He Zhonghe in a daze.

Yan Sheng walked over and pushed open the door, and the spirited guy followed him out suspiciously, and looked He Zhonghe up and down.

How is this going.

What happened.

It couldn't be that Yan Sheng and his partner were having a sweet date, and he bumped into him. The couple should kill each other clearly.

But to be honest, this slender and spirited guy who looks only about 1.6 meters... Fuck, Yan Sheng really doesn't have good taste.

While thinking wildly, Yan Sheng had already come out of the bar and walked to He Zhonghe's side.

He Zhonghe looked at him puzzled and blankly.

"Don't be angry, I just came here to meet a partner." Yan Sheng smiled at He Zhonghe, putting his hands on his waist.

What the hell is this overbearing president's line to coax his little wife!

What a pot of miraculous dog blood was poured on his head!

Yansheng, take your fucking hands away!

"My boyfriend." Yan Sheng turned his head and said to the spirited boy, "Then let's stop talking for today, see you next week."

Brother Tao looked at the young man with blue hair holding a skateboard in front of him, and estimated that he was about the same age as Yan Sheng.

He Zhonghe felt his waist being pressed.

Fuck it hurts!

He almost understood what was going on, resisted the urge to curse, and said to Yansheng, "Go home."

"Okay, baby." Yan Sheng embraced him and waved his hands back.

All right, all right, you fucking babe!

He Zhonghe felt that he was going to pass over.

The stalls selling e-cigarettes, accessories and mobile phone film on the square are closing their stalls. Once the night market is closed, there will be fewer people on the street.

The resident girl is singing a sweet, rotten street saliva song.

He Zhonghe looked at the two long shadows under the street lights.

The taller shadow was connected to another shadow by a small section.

"How long will you keep your hand here?" He Zhonghe asked sincerely.

"I don't know, let's turn this street." Yan Sheng replied seriously.

He Zhonghe could feel that the hand on his waist was as stiff as him.

"Yansheng." He Zhonghe called him.

"Ok?"

"You're on the right track." He Zhonghe said.

"..."

After he finished speaking, he really couldn't hold back and burst out laughing wildly. He squatted on the ground, looked up at Yan Sheng's stiff arm and the stepping foot on the same side, and laughed hoarsely.

Yan Sheng also squatted down, covered his forehead and smiled for a long time.He Zhonghe squatted and laughed too hard, he couldn't keep his center of gravity, and continued to laugh while leaning on Yansheng's body.

"Get up, embarrassing." Seeing him laughing until tears came out, Yan Sheng grabbed his collar and stood up, "Those who didn't know thought the walls of the mental hospital had collapsed."

After laughing for a while, the two resumed their normal distance and walked slowly along the sidewalk.

The world suddenly became so quiet~

This BGM sounded in He Zhonghe's mind.

"That," he cleared his throat, "did I become your boyfriend when I was sleepwalking?"

"That man is too obsessive." Yan Sheng smiled helplessly.

"Fine, pulling me down is not the point." He Zhonghe threw the skateboard to the ground, stepped on it and slowly slid side by side with Yansheng, "Why are you in that kind of place?"

"That man decided the place." Yan Sheng paused after finishing speaking, "Do you know what that is for?"

"Drinker." He Zhonghe pretended to be pure, and said in an innocent tone, "Otherwise?"

"... We can't talk anymore, let's go our separate ways." Yan Sheng walked aside.

"Hey, is this appropriate? You were called a baby just now, and now you're thrown away?" He Zhonghe put away his board and ran a few steps to keep up with him, "Are you gay?"

Yan Sheng glanced at him and was silent for a second: "Yes."

Except for his mother, He Zhonghe never hides his sexuality from anyone, since it's time to talk about it, he can speak it out naturally.

Especially when I meet the same kind, the kind of gay men who are by my side.

But I don't know if it's because he was inexplicably labeled as a boyfriend today, or because he was shocked by the fact that Yan Sheng was in a gay bar, He Zhonghe suddenly wanted to make a fool of himself.

"That's it... Hey, I can't accept it." He frowned decently, and moved a little away from Yansheng.

The play is soaring.