Dress as the notorious Omega

The longer she stood on the high platform, the more uncertain Su Yan felt.

It wasn't that he didn't dare to face Su Qing who was sitting in front of him as a powerful person, but that he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and he didn't understand why he had done useless work again.

Su Qing completely lost the cowardice and haggardness she had when they met last time, and her whole face was radiant.

In Su Yan's eyes, his image was completely showing off.

"Attention all guests, the show will start in 5 minutes!"

Not far away, the voice of the executive director came. Su Yan moved his numb legs, quietly waiting for everyone to pronounce his sentence.

It doesn't matter if you are eliminated, Su Yan thought, if you are eliminated, you will honestly return to Mr. Jun's side to take care of your husband and children, no longer struggle, and no longer do hard music.

When the spotlight really fell on Su Yan, he was unusually calm.

The music production of the literary film gave Su Yan a particularly low score, saying that it was because Su Yan's creation had nothing to do with the original clips, and it even felt very inconsistent when put together.

This person had a lot of opinions on Su Yan, and kept shaking his body slightly while commenting, without looking at Su Yan once.

He hated himself very much, Su Yan could tell.

This was followed by the director’s comments. Perhaps in order to respond to Su Qing’s feelings, the director excitedly explained his film, then gave an example from when he was making the film, and finally encouraged Su Yan to devote himself to creating and not to be so impetuous impatient.

Everyone present knew what they meant.

This singing harmonized, stepping on Su Yan's creation with one foot and one foot, and finally it was Su Qing who spoke.

"This song is very suitable for the conflict between the protagonist and his ex-boyfriend. It sounds a bit sad and sad... I think the author wants to express the helplessness of the protagonist at the moment, rather than the fierce fight back in the movie interception. I personally think The author's writing is excellent."

Su Yan spread her hands in her heart—look, I will appear on stage after you sing, and several people take turns singing red and white faces on stage, just for the last part of Su Qing.

These big names in the film and television industry are like mice that smell and move. They run wherever they smell. They are more happy to see fresh meat that meets the market than to see their own mothers.

Su Yan curled her lips, thinking that it seems to be the same in reality.

In the Conservatory of Music where his university was located, a few young boys who were in good shape and conditions were signed away before they graduated. I heard that they participated in some training camp or other talent show and became a new generation of creamy young boys.

Su Yan pursed her lips, subconsciously looking for Jun Zhiqian's figure.

But he didn't find it.

Su Yan realized that the camera was filming himself, and quickly looked back at Su Qing with a smile. Not surprisingly, his shot would be interpreted as a "grateful smile" by the audience.

When it was time for the guests to vote to decide who would be resurrected, the votes for music production and director were given to another boy. When it was Su Qing's turn, he first took the ballot in his hand and looked at Su Yan with a sincere expression on his face. and trust, and then read out the person you want to vote for.

"My vote is decided to go to...Chen Xing!"

The surrounding cheers suddenly sounded, and the music in the venue also became more cheerful. Everyone knew that Su Yan had lost completely, because there were only five resurrection tickets, and Chen Xing got three.

Immediately afterwards, two other guests also voted for Chen Xing.

The three-dimensional congratulatory music reverberated in the venue, waking Su Yan up from his trance.

He stared down at his palm in a daze, then turned his head to look at the boy surrounded by warm lights—the darkness was like sharp knives, only wrapping him in the middle.

Is there really no chance?

Su Yan asked herself, but the answer was yes.

Getting emotional during music production is a big taboo, and Su Yan knew it well, but he didn't know that the decision at the time would push him into such a dilemma.

He thought he wouldn't be the worst one.

Excessive self-righteousness and admittedly jealousy killed him.

It's not that he doesn't want to admit defeat, it's just that he doesn't want to lose in front of Su Qing.

"...I'm sorry, Su Yan, your work is highly completed, but... I look forward to your next creation!"

What Su Qing said made Su Yan feel even more uncomfortable. He bit his nipples, tried hard to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and forced a smile.

Next, it was time for Su Yan to deliver his elimination speech. Su Yan didn't prepare any heartfelt words, but he felt sorry for Jun Zhiqian in his heart, for wasting his kindness and not being able to cherish it.

He took the microphone and was about to speak when he was interrupted by an indifferent "wait a minute".

Su Yan's eyelids twitched, feeling a little uneasy.

The camera quickly shifted to the instructor's seat, and it was Mr. Mo who had been silent all the time who interrupted Su Yan.

Mr. Mo's complexion was not good, and his words were even more reluctant.

He took out a golden record, "The director said that I have a special resurrection card, and I want to use it on Su Yan."

Ok?

The executive director looked at the chief director with doubts in his eyes.

The chief director shook his head, sighed, and turned on the walkie-talkie, "Do as he says."

The host took over the golden record from Mr. Mo, and the atmosphere at the scene became active again because of Mr. Mo's move.

When Su Yan held the golden record in his hand, he was still dazed—he never expected that it was Mr. Mo who gave him the chance to escape from death.

Mr. Mo stood up, stared at Su Yan's dazed expression, and sneered, "There are requirements for this resurrection card."

With just one sentence, the hearts of everyone in the audience were suspended again.

"Within three days, Su Yan must release a song that I am satisfied with, otherwise, the resurrection card will be invalid." Su Yan's hand holding the resurrection card felt like being pricked by a needle, and the metal record was instantly extremely heavy.

I don't even have a deep impression of how the interludes and the end of the show ended.

When he realized it again, he was the only one left on the spacious stage, the audience was full of busy staff, and the auditorium and guest seats were empty.

A sense of loss weighed on Su Yan's heart, and wherever his eyes could see was darkness, not a single ray of light could be seen.

Three days, he still has three more days, if he fails to seize the opportunity this time, the consequences will not only be as simple as being looked down upon by Su Qing.

Su Yan turned and walked off the stage. He handed the golden record to Sister Yue, thinking that Jun Zhiqian might be waiting for him in the lounge, and his steps became much lighter.

But when he stepped out of the elevator, what caught his eyes was Jun Zhiqian and Su Qing chatting.

Su Qing's soft and non-aggressive face is the favorite of the Alphas in this world. He looked up at Jun Zhiqian with bright eyes.

Jun Zhiqian lowered his head slightly, his figure was tall and straight, and his brows were slightly frowned. Even so, he couldn't hide the heroic spirit between his brows.

For the first time, Su Yan really realized what it means to feel ashamed in front of the person she likes.

He felt that he had become the most useless person in front of Jun Zhiqian. Even Su Qing, an Omega he didn't think much of, seemed more qualified than him to stand in front of Jun Zhiqian.

"What are you doing here?" Su Yan didn't restrain her temper, and went directly to ask Su Qing.

Su Qing was questioned, with innocence and grievance in his eyes, "I, I just want to see my brother..."

Su Yan took Jun Zhiqian's arm, his movements were strong, and his words were not polite: "You don't need to look at me, I am fine, but my younger brother, if you don't like your Mr. Zhou, he might have an affair with someone from Huayue gone."

Zhou Zhaonan was Su Qing's pain point, and Su Yan specially picked the softest place to pierce.

Sure enough, Su Qing's complexion changed, and the gentleness and pleasantness just now disappeared.

"Mr. Jun is mine, brother, it's better for you to restrain your little thoughts, not everyone is as easy to pry a corner like Zhou Zhaonan!"

After finishing speaking, Su Yan was about to pull Jun Zhiqian away directly, but he turned around, but failed to take Jun Zhiqian away.

Jun Zhiqian's eyes fell on the arms that were intertwined between the two, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was obviously displeased.

Su Yan's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the moment he saw Jun Zhiqian's eyes, it was like being splashed head and face by a basin of cold water mixed with ice slag.

Mr. Jun... Do you find me annoying?

Su Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't get this sentence out.

Whether he asked or not, he was the one who was embarrassed.

Jun Zhiqian's actions have already explained everything.

"Brother, I really didn't mean that. I know Zhaonan likes you. I didn't rob you. Really, you believe me..."

Su Yan couldn't bear it anymore, he pointed at Su Qing and scolded: "Shut up!"

Su Qing was completely silent, covering her mouth tightly and pitifully tightening her body.

Su Yan looked up at Jun Zhiqian, he thought, if Jun Zhiqian really cared about him, he should be able to see the powerless pleading in his eyes.

But he said, "Su Yan, calm down."

Calm down, good one.

Su Yan laughed, looked down at Jun Zhiqian's arm, and immediately pulled it back.

Jun Zhiqian's words made him more embarrassed than the rejection just now.

"Okay," Su Yan took a step back, opening the distance between himself and Jun Zhiqian, the light in his eyes slowly faded, "Then everyone calm down, I'm going to rest first."

Su Yan turned and walked towards his lounge, until he walked in the door, but no one came to hold him back.

After closing the door tightly, the indifferent mask on Su Yan's face fell apart in an instant.

He leaned against the door and slowly sat on the floor at the door, the cold touch woke him up, and he felt more and more pathetic.

This is the consequence of being overly dependent on one person.

In addition to making himself useless, he also became self-willed and jealous, full of ugly appearances.

With her back against the door, Su Yan raised her head to look at the opposite room, her mood sank little by little with the sunset.

A sense of loneliness surrounded him.

He took out his vibrating mobile phone, and the messages that popped up one after another on the screen hit his numb heart again.

Su Yan's past love affairs were played in a loop all over the Internet, and even a few boyfriends from abroad were picked out.

The revelations were written so well that they even recorded the number of times they went to bed.

Su Yan glanced at the insults in private messages on social networks, and finally turned off the phone again.

Covering his pale face with his hands, he pulled the corners of his lips helplessly. The dry and cracked corners of his mouth were painfully pulled. He tasted the oozing liquid, which had a familiar rusty smell.

Su Yan was glad that Mr. Jun didn't like him, otherwise, he would be upset when he saw the messy news, and he would have to spend money on public relations.

Now, he only needs one sentence to get rid of his own mud that cannot support the wall.

Fortunately, no one will be sad because of themselves now.

[The author has something to say: Su Yan's mentality is wrong!

Sisters must know that they are the most irreplaceable and the most precious. This kind of inferiority complex is absolutely absolutely wrong.

Good night in advance]