100 ways to fall in love with a gold master

What the hell? !

what's the situation? !

How much hatred?As for?Scolding yourself when you're drunk?

Jian Zhian froze in place holding the bowl, before she could react, An Yiran patted the table again.

This time the force was not strong, Jian Zhi'an reckoned that the opponent used too much force in the previous two times and his hand hurt, so he restrained his strength.

It seems that he is not drunk and stupid, can't he be cursing people with drunkenness?

Lao Ran usually has an aura of wanting to push himself to the ground and beat him up.

While thinking about what was there, Jian Zhian didn't forget to put the last piece of fat beef in the pot into her bowl.After all, Lao Ran is drunk, and he doesn't feel any good taste when eating meat, so it's better to put it in his own stomach, he will enjoy the food.

This move fell into An Yiran's eyes, and his expression became even more hateful. He picked up the wine bottle, thought about it, put it down again, pointed at the tip of his roommate's nose, and said in a hateful voice: "How did you get into such a mess?" Yes! With a big backer, you can still be eliminated in one round???"

"Having a backer has nothing to do with me not being able to compare with Zhu Yun, and he can't help me compete on stage." Jian Zhian felt aggrieved.

An Yiran was stymied by his answer, and continued after a while: "Who said that your benefactor is going to be on stage? Doesn't he cheat? Can't the grades be changed? Can't you make a move when drawing lots again? Why did you draw the last lottery in the first round???"

"My face is black, what's the reason... Oh, don't start, don't start, my IQ is not high, and if I die a few more brain cells, I will become mentally handicapped!"

It could be that An Yiran is not drunk, he usually has a bit of a venomous tongue, but he can't do the act of crossing his hips and swearing.

Saying that An Yiran was drunk, this person criticized Jian Zhian because he spoke clearly and logically, quoted scriptures and classics with reason and evidence, and summed it up in one sentence: "Iron trash!!!!"

"Stop scolding, if you get scolded, you'll be stupid if you scold again QAQ"

An Yiran hugged her head and retreated to the corner of the wall, and quickly called Brother Long for help.

What Brother Long saw when he entered the room was such a funny picture.

He was dumbfounded for a while, and when he heard An Yiran ask Jian Zhian that the patron had such a great ability, why didn't Jian Zhian make a fuss when he was the best at the beginning, and insisted on f*cking now, so he almost nodded and rolled up his sleeves , stepped forward and taught Jian Zhian a lesson with An Yiran.

But after all, he is a mature social person and knows what the point of the matter is.He walked to the table first, turned off the induction cooker, and ate a fish ball, then patted An Yiran on the shoulder and called out: "Brother."

As soon as An Yiran turned her head, she felt a pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness.

"...Does being, being beaten by other employees count as a concussion? Can it be considered a work-related injury? Can it be reimbursed?" Jian Zhian asked stammeringly.

"What kind of concussion in the brain, I have a count, and when he wakes up, just drink more hot water."

Brother Long walked over, lifted Jian Zhian up, and stuffed An Yiran into his hand, signaling to throw the drunk into the room. He leisurely walked back to the table, added some water to the pot, and turned on the fire again. .He crossed his legs, threw peanuts into his mouth one by one, took a sip of cold beer, and rolled up a bunch of pork belly. What a fairy day.

Seeing that Jian Zhian had settled An Yiran, Brother Long adjusted his idle sitting posture, assumed the posture of a big brother, and beckoned to Jian Zhian.

"Brother Long, save some meat for me." Jian Zhian slipped over.

"Liu Liuliu, there is no one like you who is a younger brother, and will make demands on the elder brother."

Brother Long rolled his eyes, and still handed Jian Zhian a skewer of meat: "Now you know who is worthy of deep friendship and who is not worthy of deep friendship, right? I said you are also stupid, insisting on building a harmonious dormitory, so that it can be harmonious Is it? Look, who is the person who eats meat and drinks with you in the end?"

"Brother Long, don't you treat Ren Chaofan as well as An Yiran?"

"Oh, silly boy, I'm an outsider, what stand do I have for forming cliques?" Brother Long casually slapped Jian Zhian on the head: "Although you are protected by someone, you still have to learn how to behave. Listen Brother, in a word, if you are out in the society, don't be a harmonious and loving classmate. You see, An Yiran is actually a nice guy, right? Why didn't you stand up to you before?"

"Because I'm stupid..." Just after Jian Zhi'an finished speaking, Brother Long gave him a hard look, shrunk his head, and added: "Because I was stupid, I didn't help him."

"By the way, although you have a good personal relationship with him—"

"A good personal relationship means he likes to hurt me the most..."

"Brother talk, little brother don't interrupt." Brother Long slapped Jian Zhian's head again: "But you didn't help him, in his eyes, the two of you are not good friends or brothers. Those enthusiasm, fans Ah, it's all false, in the industry, connections are the most important thing. You can talk to Bai Yan later and sell some benefits to An Yiran, at least for now, this kid will definitely be devoted to you. "

"Only if I do him good, is he... what kind of friend is he?"

"Then why is he friends with you? He doesn't want money, sex, power, or profit, but wants to be Lei Feng and do good deeds? This is how this circle is, you have to get used to it."

Brother Long thought for a while, then asked again: "This is an extravagant question, you shouldn't be from a poor family, right?"

Jian Chuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Then I understand. When you made friends before, did you feel that he was very friendly and kind, and you felt sympathetic with each other after just a few words? That's because he didn't make friends with you, but had a good relationship with your background. Like Brother Long, there are too few good guys like me who love too much in society now, so don't compare my moral standards to others, it's nothing!"

Jian Zhi'an was quite upset at first, and a little sad.He has been educated since he was a child that friends mainly depend on whether they can get along with each other and have the same interests in the three perspectives, but he has never been asked to exchange any benefits for a friend to come back.

According to his three views, this is the friendship of villains!

Hearing Brother Long's words suddenly, Jian Zhi'an felt like his worldview collapsed.Seeing Brother Long's earnest expression, he remembered that when he and Brother Long first met, both of them were so poor that they had to share a pack of Mimi.

At that time, neither of them hated the other.Now that Jian Zhi is safe, Brother Long has also been promoted and his salary has been raised, and he is doing well in the office, and the relationship is still as good as before.

It's not that there are no sincere friends, it's just that it's impossible for everyone to be a friend like Jian Zhi'an.

He figured it out, curled his lips unconsciously, and complained: "Brother Long, what kind of moral benchmark are you, the underworld!"

"You can't say that, at least I'm loyal! You're a shameless kid. You've been hiding it for so long. What are you afraid of? I'm afraid I'll cheat your family property."

"I'm afraid you will be scared to death. Have you heard of the fight against evil?"

"I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

Brother Long scratched his head, jumped up, and his face turned pale: "Fuck! You can't be! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Are you from an official background? Did I tell you a lot about crimes? evidence?!!"

"Can you change your feudal thinking of being an official? Our family is a public servant serving the people. Don't open your mouth and shut your mouth to be an official." Jian Zhian threatened with a smile: "But you have to invite me every week from now on. I'll have a barbecue, or I'll let Uncle Yao take you to North Korea to dig a coal mine."

As a matter of course, he was slapped by Brother Long again. The two looked at each other and smiled foolishly.

An Yiran got a hangover the next day, and the back of his head throbbed with pain, as if a 200-pound man had jumped over his head.

He supported his head, walked out of the room moaning, and was about to ask Jian Zhian if he had any sober medicine, but the other party gave him a strange look and asked, "Your head hurts... Where does it hurt?"

"The back of the head. It's weird, how can a hangover hurt the back of the head."

"Ah...maybe...sober medicine is useless? How about this, drink more hot water?"

An Yiran rolled her eyes, thinking that her roommate was acting stupid every day, so she ignored Jian Zhian, and went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, she was much more awake, but the pain did not decrease at all.

I am young, it is impossible to drink a beer and get a stroke, right?Just when An Yiran was terrified, his agent called him.

This really surprised him.

An Yiran is just an unknown little artist in the hands of his manager. He has been in a coma for a few years, and now he is at the pinnacle of his career even in the top eight. He has a few celebrities in his hands, how can he have a crush on him?

Usually, even the job notices are forwarded directly for An Yiran to read by herself, when will there be a phone call to notify this high-standard treatment?

After answering the phone, An Yiran found out that the company has rearranged his work this morning, and will participate in the filming of a very popular reality show next month.

This is not the treatment that he, an old transparent man, can get.

The manager's voice also sounded quite excited, and he turned the corner and asked An Yiran if he had met some "noble person", An Yiran said a few polite words, hung up the phone, walked out of the bathroom, and saw his idiot teammate early in the morning Start drinking coke.

Seeing him coming, the idiot was still trying to hide the Coke. Seeing that he couldn't hide it, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Sugar-free."

Hey, the IQ thing is hopeless.

An Yiran rolled her eyes, walked in front of Jian Zhian, sat on the sofa, and knocked on the coffee table with a dark face.

"What did I do after drinking the Pieces yesterday?"

Speaking of this matter, Jane Encore has something to say!

"You called me stupid, and called me an iron trash! You jumped over and beat me up!"

"Are you shaking M?" An Yiran couldn't figure it out: "Let me tell you, if you confess, be lenient and resist strict. Did you do the big bag on the back of my head, and now the hush money is here?"

"Wh, what a big bag!" Jian Zhi'an was a little flustered, and replied pitifully: "Aren't we friends, shouldn't we help each other? I didn't make the bag on the back of your head!"

So someone really hit the back of his head?An Yiran fell silent.

Jian Zhian originally thought that the other party would be in a good mood when he received a new job, but he didn't expect the other party to stare at him with a more serious expression.

"What, what's wrong?"

"I have something to confess to you."

"I, I have someone I like, so I can't..."

"It's not that I'm a father who loves me too much, how could I fall in love with you!" An Yiran's expression twisted, his roommate always has a hundred ways to piss him off to death.

"What I want to say is very simple - you were so stupid that you didn't pursue the fact that Zhu Yun gave you small shoes before."

The most important thing is to scold yourself?

Jian Zhian was very wronged.

"Did you know that the final quota for the resurrection contest is also an online voting system? You should tell your benefactor immediately, get ready for shady scenes!"

"Hey?"

"Because you're going to be a selfish, self-absorbed, self-serving, arbitrarily determined program style regardless of your teammates, pushing out your teammates, and giving small lessons in private as the captain's bastard!"

An Yiran's face froze, and she turned her head: "But I didn't say these words, it's just...it's a little late to tell you...that's all."