The dead enemy has to spoil me after being stupid [entertainment circle]

Lu Bianyan hurried to Zhou Yuan's office, but the busy manager was not at the base, so Lu Bianyan dialed the phone, "Brother Yuan, do you know that Shen Jizhou has gone out?"

"I know. People from Dazhou sent him a document in the morning. After reading it, he said that he had something to go out. I told the bodyguards to follow him. Besides, I couldn't stop him from going out."

Lu Bian said in his heart that you have a big heart, "Why are you so anxious about documents?"

"I don't know, but he looks very serious. It should be a very important matter, and it's not easy for me to ask."

Ever since NGC established its own base, the continent's management has hardly been directly involved, and each artist should have at least one assistant, but considering Shen Jizhou's situation, they have not been recruited.

So on the one hand, Lu Bianyan was surprised that people from Dazhou would come, and on the other hand, Shen Jizhou didn't have an assistant to accompany him, so how could a few bodyguards take good care of him.

This worry continued until the evening and no one came back.

Bored, Lu Bianyan took a small watering can in the backyard to water the few spider plants that Shen Jizhou entrusted someone to transplant from his garden at home.

This has become a habit he has developed under the outrageous and unreasonable shame since he agreed to a certain big fool.

Staring at the green spider plant swaying in the night from the corner of the eye, he tapped his fingers on the dialog box, but in the end he didn't send out the message asking the other party "where" and "why haven't you come back yet".

Because he wasn't sure if it would bring unnecessary trouble to Shen Jizhou who didn't know what he was doing.

It wasn't until Qi Lin, who had been lying on the balcony for half an hour and couldn't stand it any longer, reminded him that Diaolan was about to be drowned by him, did Lu Bianyan realize that he was a little absent-minded.

He seemed a little unhappy.

I don't know exactly what it is, but it's probably a familiar feeling of loneliness and uneasiness after leaving without saying goodbye.

Shen Jizhou went back to Dazhou after Helen left, but did not meet his president and father Shen Yunchuan, the agreement was signed under the witness of his assistant.

On the way back to the base in a hurry, the night was dark, and the cool wind was blowing against the car windows. Shen Jizhou felt the sparse coolness, only to realize that it was already autumn, and it was exactly three seasons since he left and came back.

"The day Yan Yan saw that he was on the candidate list for the group, he had already bought a flight ticket to Las Vegas, but he changed his mind temporarily the next day." At that time, Lu Zhengguang smiled and shook his head, "Maybe you I have an impression, because there was news of your return to China that day."

"In the three years since you left, Yanyan never asked, and you have a great time going to heaven and earth every day. But why do you think that those wild spider plants mixed with many expensive varieties in your backyard have not been treated by the gardener? Still alive and well in three years?"

Shen Jizhou suppressed the pain in his heart, opened the car door, and walked quickly to the villa.

The spider plants that have passed the peak growth season are a little wilted even after drinking enough water. Lu Bianyan put away the watering can and squatted aside, feeling a little disappointed.

Someone hasn't been out of his sight for so long since he came back.

Thinking about it, he was a little inexplicably irritable.

In fact, Lu Bianyan realized very early on that his concern for Shen Jizhou was far more than that of anyone in his social circle with any relationship.

It has been like this since he was a child. He thinks this is his habit, a habit that is difficult to change.

Because although a certain person has a cold face since he was a child, he never reprimands him for breaking something, nor is he picked up and thrown out because he still sleeps on his bed after repeated warnings.

So he didn't say anything, but in his secret heart he had long regarded Shen Jizhou as an irreplaceable friend who could play around at will.

But someone doesn't seem to have the same awareness, at least in front of his career, he is the one who can be abandoned at will.

Thinking of this, Lu Bianyan became even more irritable, stood up abruptly, strode to a stalk of spider plant, and cursed viciously: "Big idiot!"

"here I am."

Lu Bianyan was taken aback for a moment, and straightened up in fright.

Has he hallucinated?Chlorophytum has become a spirit and can talk.

Until he heard a sound from far and near in the night: "Lu Bianyan."

Lu Bianyan turned his head back in a daze, staring blankly at someone who came running from a distance and stopped in front of him.

It seemed that he was walking in a hurry, his breath was a little heavy, and before he could ask questions, he was suddenly pulled into his arms and hugged him tightly.

The cool wind passed by, and the familiar breath and body temperature enveloped him overwhelmingly. He lay his head on the side of Shen Jizhou's neck in a daze, his chest pressed against his chest, and the sound of the other's rapid heartbeat quietly hit his heart.

His voice trembled when he heard himself speak: "Why did you go, why are you only coming back now?"

Shen Jizhou took a breath, but his arms tightened a little, his voice was a little hoarse because of the cool wind when he came, "Isn't this back?"

The low voice was magnetic, rushing into his ears like a subwoofer, as if an electric current was flowing through the pinna, a little numb and itchy.

Lu Bianyan was a little out of breath from being strangled, and belatedly struggled, "What's the fuss at night, do you want to strangle me to death?"

The guy just relaxed a little, but he didn't let go of him. He heard a sentence in his ear: "After reuniting after a long absence, I haven't seriously said to you that I haven't seen you for a long time."

What he said was endless, but Lu Bianyan understood it miraculously. He couldn't help being stunned for a while, with a pang of sadness in his heart, he pursed his lips and muttered: "...Why did you say this suddenly."

"It's nothing." Shen Jizhou's gentle smile flashed past his ears, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm back."

He didn't know why Shen Jizhou suddenly got nervous, and he didn't have time to think, because he found that his mind was a little dull now, and he was still buzzing non-stop, and his heart was beating a little fast.

Anyway something is wrong.

So inexplicably angry, he gritted his teeth, stepped on Shen Jizhou's foot fiercely, and punched Shen Jizhou hard after the other party let go of the pain.

"You fucking idiot, you only came back now! Don't you know how worried Brother Yuan and everyone are?!"

Shen Jizhou covered his chest and looked at him with a conniving smile: "What about you? Are you worried about me?"

Lu Bianyan turned around, took two steps, then backed up, picked up the watering can on the flower bed, almost twitched with anger, and said viciously, "Who cares about you?"

Shen Jizhou just smiled: "You said that day that you made your debut for [-]% of the equity, is that true?"

Lu Bianyan paused, "Why are you still struggling with this?"

"I went to Helen today, met your dad, and talked about some things."

Lu Bianyan couldn't move his footsteps at all, and turned to look at him for a long time.

"What are you going to Helen for?"

As he said that, rustling noises came from the direction of the garden, and a few figures appeared faintly on the cobblestone path.

There were two people, and the one walking in front was a woman, wearing a dark green chiffon shirt and a black high-waisted skirt, her simple attire looked strong.

That is Fan Qing, the top gold broker of Continental Entertainment.

Followed by her is a member of the boy group Ae League, who is quite tall and looks really in line with the aesthetics of idols, but I really don't remember what it is called Lu Bianyan.

The smile in Shen Jizhou's eyes dissipated, and he touched Lu Bianyan's shoulders, "Let's talk later."

Fan Qing came to find Zhou Yuan.

She sat on the sofa with her long legs crossed, with an elegant posture, "I heard that you accepted Leo's invitation to a commercial performance. It's such a coincidence. We just accepted the invitation for this event. What do you think?"

Zhou Yuan looked at her amusedly, "You came here specifically to discuss with me? In fact, there is no need for us to waste each other's time."

"Okay, Brother Yuan is more straightforward. To be honest, we at Ae are currently attaching great importance to this commercial performance. We are all products under the name of Dazhou. There is no need to compete on the same stage, right? I want to make a deal with Brother Yuan. My hand There are other resources on there, if possible..."

Zhou Yuan interrupted her, "I'm sorry, we NGC also value this commercial show very much. You Ae debuted for two years, do you think we are a threat?"

Fan Qing's hands folded on his knees were shining white under the light, and after a moment of silence, he restrained his smile, "What Brother Yuan said is that I just passed by today to remind you, if Brother Yuan has his own considerations, then We'll do just fine on our own."

The boy on the side was anxious, "But Sister Qing, Brother Ming disagrees with Shen Ji..."

"Is it for you to intervene?" Fan Qing's tone cooled down, and he smiled again in an instant, stood up and smoothed his skirt, "Sorry, artists are ignorant, so we won't bother you."

After the people left, Yu Bei winked and muttered: "I've heard that she is ruthless, and she is very fierce to the artists under her."

What Lu Bianyan paid attention to was not here, he looked at Shen Jizhou: "Jiang Yanmin doesn't seem to want to share the stage with you, do you two have any problems?"

Shen Jizhou raised his eyelids, and handed the peeled orange to his little fiance's mouth, making sure that Lu Bianyan swallowed it before saying, "He's no match for me, so he's jealous."

"..." Pretty confident.

But it does have the capital of self-confidence.

Lu Bianyan grabbed his hand: "...Do you think I'm some kind of gluttonous creature? I can't eat it anymore."

The faces of the few people who watched the whole process twitched to the point of convulsions.

Zhou Yuan didn't notice it: "The invitation to the commercial performance this time is just an introduction, the key point is to re-select the spokesperson."

"Fan Qing is very good at it. Maybe they were a little sure at first, but now we are going to attend the same event, it is bound to diverge, and then their data will not be as good as expected."

"Okay, go back to bed early, tomorrow is the last day of live broadcast."

On the way back to the room, Lu Bianyan was still a little worried when he saw Shen Jizhou who was following Pidiandian, but he couldn't tell why, maybe his subconscious had classified this guy as a creature that needed to be taken care of by him.

It seems that Shen Jizhou and Jiang Yanmin should have had quite a conflict before.

Walking to the door of the room, he turned his head, and was about to remind Shen Jizhou again, when he saw this man with drooping eyelids and slightly frowning brows, which seemed not quite right.

"what happened?"

Shen Jizhou raised his eyelids, his eyes lingered on his face, and whispered: "I'm a little cold."

"?" Lu Bianyan was suspicious: "How can it be cold in September?"

"It's a bit cold anyway." Shen Jizhou approached him, "Can you sleep with me?"

"?"

Are you so direct?

Lu Bianyan didn't even think about it: "No."

After speaking, I remembered Shen Jizhou's phrase "love can overcome all obstacles", and added: "Don't even think about it."

He thought this guy would be a stalker, but he just lowered his eyes in disappointment, then turned around silently, and gently pressed the combination lock of his room with his slender fingers.

Lu Bianyan looked at him carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly found that this man's face seemed redder than usual, not a normal red, and there was still a thin layer of sweat in his hair.

He frowned, grabbed Shen Jizhou's wrist, and stroked his forehead with his palm.

hot.

very hot.

He let go of his hand: "Do you have a fever?"

"Yeah." Shen Jizhou's eyes drooped aggrievedly, "Don't you want to know where I went today? I have a lot to say to you."

"Let's talk tomorrow."

"Not to mention I might not be able to sleep tonight."

"Then say it now."

Shen Jizhou weakly supported the door frame, very pretentious: "But I'm so cold now, if only I could hug a warm child and lie under the quilt and talk slowly."

Lu Bianyan clenched his fists: "..."