beautiful patron

That night, Zhuang Yan had a wet dream.When he woke up, he couldn't remember clearly, and there were only broken scenes in his mind.

The hazy fog, the wet white shirt, the black hair sticking to the skin, and the lazy and beautiful side face.

Zhuang Yan sat on the bed and shook his head, trying to forget all these pictures, but the more he wanted to forget, the deeper the memory became.Countless fragments are gradually spliced ​​together and become complete images one by one.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhuang Yan slumped back on the bed again, scratching his head vigorously and screaming madly.

"It's almost done, Zhuang Sanhuo, if you catch him again, you'll be bald!" Zhuang Yan's roommate heard his yelling, and opened the door from the outside to prevent him from disturbing the people, "What's your name in the morning, why are you so energetic? .”

Zhuang Yan's roommate is Wei Junhui, his college classmate, and now he has given up his dream of continuing to be an actor. He works as an administrator in a library in D City. Although he doesn't make much money, he is better at leisure.

"...It's nothing, it's just a nightmare." Guiltyly, Zhuang Yan covered himself a little tighter with the quilt.

"Success, then I'll go back to sleep again." Wei Junhui didn't doubt much, yawned lazily, closed the door and went out.

Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt to look at the sheets that he had soiled, got up resignedly, pulled out the sheets, ran to the bathroom and threw them into the front-loading washing machine for washing, then squatted in front of the washing machine Holding his face in a daze.

This rental house is shared by Zhuang Yan and Wei Junhui. It has two bedrooms and one living room. The house is a little old and quite cramped.Because it is on the first floor, it is a bit humid in spring and summer, and cockroaches often run around.

But no matter how bad the house is, it can only be lived in.After all, it is too expensive to live in, so we can only make do with it first.

Thinking of money, Zhuang Yan became depressed again.The reason why his life is so unhappy is mainly because he has no money.

But rich people like Lin Weinan are very different, they can easily buy happiness with money.Like buying a car, buying a house, and buying... ass.

The more Zhuang Yan thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He still owed Lin Weinan an ass. This feeling of being indebted made him feel very bad.

I don't know if Lin Weinan will take the initiative to collect debts from him... Zhuang Yan stared at the spinning drum in front of him, thinking blankly.After squatting for a while, he suddenly came to his senses, patted his forehead vigorously, and cursed in a low voice: "Zhuang Yan! You are too worthless!"

Why did I think of Lin Weinan again!

However, if Lin Weinan suddenly remembered one day that he once had an appointment with a waiter and asked him to pay off the debt, Zhuang Yan would actually be very happy.

After all, Lin Weinan is young and good-looking, with money and resources, no matter how he thinks about it, he will not lose money.

"Oh, you've really fallen, Zhuang Sanhuo." Zhuang Yan murmured to himself, "It's really outrageous..."

The old drum washing machine made a "beep" sound, telling the owner that it had completed its task.Zhuang Yan took out the crumpled sheets and spread them on the drying rack at the entrance of the building to dry.Just then, a phone call came.

"Our dad is recovering well after the operation." Zhuang Miao said, "In half a month, he will be discharged from the hospital. Let me tell you."

"That's good." Zhuang Yan sighed as if relieved.

"Hey, brother." Zhuang Miao asked suddenly, "Where did you get that 10 yuan?" She knew about her brother's financial situation, and it was enough to pay the rent every month. How could it be so? Get out 10 yuan soon.

Zhuang Miao has always been a caring person since she was a child, and she watched her younger brother very closely, for fear that something would happen to him.

"Uh..." Zhuang Yan thought about it, and made up a not so clever answer, "I, I won the lottery!"

Of course Zhuang Miao would not believe such a poor excuse.There was deep doubt in her tone: "Can you make up a more real one before telling me?"

Zhuang Yan thought about it, and suddenly a handsome and wealthy president gave him a bank card with 10 yuan in it, which was no different from winning the lottery.

Except it's one more ass-buying deal than winning the lottery.

Zhuang Yan said with some lack of confidence: "...Really."

The more Zhuang Miao listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she asked, "Could you have done something you shouldn't have done?"

"Ah?" Zhuang Yan didn't expect her sister to ask such a question, "What can I do that I shouldn't do!"

"Be a duck!" Zhuang Miao replied immediately.

Zhuang Yan almost bit his tongue: "Sister, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you! I am a good citizen! How can you doubt your own brother like this!"

"You are good-looking, and you have the potential to be a duck." Zhuang Miao said very confidently, "Forget it, forget it, if you don't do it, just pretend I didn't say it. Judging by your guilty look, you know that there is a high probability that you didn't do anything. Good thing, you will come to me again when you can't hug me anymore. Hang up!"

Before Zhuang Yan had time to refute, his sister hung up the phone on her own.He sighed, turned and went back into the house.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Yan's roommate Wei Junhui finally woke up.The library where Wei Junhui works operates two shifts. He works in the morning and afternoon, so he can sleep late in the morning and go to the library after lunch.But Zhuang Yan was different. The reason why he could sleep until nine o'clock was because he didn't have a job.

Recently, I haven't found a part-time job during the day, so I can barely make ends meet by singing in bars at night.

In order to become a decent rock singer, Zhuang Yan spent a huge sum of 200 yuan to buy two sets of super cheap essential equipment for rock singers on a certain treasure-a leather jacket and ripped pants.Then I spent tens of dollars to buy an electric perm, and I give myself a handsome hair perm every night before going to work in the bar.

Although it is very painful when spending money, Zhuang Yan firmly believes that as long as he pays, he will be rewarded, and the money he spent on part-time jobs will be able to return to the original one day.

When Zhuang Yan bought these outfits back, Wei Junhui was still very emotional: "You said that you graduated from our No.1 major after all, how did you end up going to the bar to sing?"

"I can't help it, the whole industry can't do it now." Zhuang Yan said to him while unpacking the bag, "And as for the No.1 in our crappy school, who would like it. If you can be an actor, you can count on it." Fortunately."

"Oh, so I gave up." Wei Junhui murmured, holding his face, "When I was admitted to our school, I relied on a star dream, and I really started to learn acting before I realized that I didn't have this talent at all, and I couldn't eat it. With this meal, I simply started to let myself go."

"But you are different, Zhuang Sanhuo, you are really good at acting!" Wei Junhui suddenly became excited, "You have to become a big star, and you will support me a lot in the future! Do you hear me?"

Zhuang Yan smiled bitterly, and said, "Then I also have the chance to become a big star."

"Don't be so pessimistic! Just think about your idol Yao Lin'an!" Wei Junhui said, "He came out of poverty and became more and more popular step by step with his own efforts. Now he is a double actor. !"

"But there are so many movie kings and queens in the film and television industry, among them there are many who have strong acting skills but have no acting skills like us." Zhuang Yan couldn't help but sighed, "Oh, it depends."

At that time, Zhuang Yan hadn't witnessed the kissing scene between Yao Lin'an and Lin Weinan in the lounge.Even if Yao Lin'an's "good luck" is nonexistent, he still has a little hope in his heart—hope that one day he can climb up the ladder with his ability like Yao Lin'an, instead of becoming a group of unfortunate people who were buried people.

Although he had just signed a film and television contract and the company went bankrupt, it was unfortunate enough.

In fact, there is not no chance of turning against the wind, but the person who originally planned to give him the opportunity forgot about it.Zhuang Yan thought of Lin Weinan again, wondering when the other party would remember him as an unremarkable person.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan was taken aback by his own thoughts.Could it be that subconsciously, he really wanted to eat Lin Weinan's soft rice?

During the days when we rented together with Wei Junhui, Zhuang Yan was usually the one in charge of cooking.Originally it was agreed that the two would cook in turn, but because Wei Junhui's dishes were too "dark", Zhuang Yan deprived Wei Junhui of the right to cook. When he was at home, he would do it himself. He was not at home, so he asked Wei Junhui to order takeaway by himself.All in all, he absolutely does not allow Wei Junhui to enter the kitchen.

In the afternoon, after Zhuang Yan finished his dinner and ate it by himself, he left a copy in the refrigerator for Wei Junhui to fill his stomach when he came back from work. Then he changed into a leather jacket with holes in his trousers, and carefully ironed it in front of the mirror for 15 minutes. Hair, and then put on the phone wallet and go out.

At eight o'clock in the evening, [-]'s warm-up performance officially began.Zhuang Yan stood on the stage and sang three fast-paced saliva songs. Even if he had completed half of the task tonight, the rest would have to wait until after twelve o'clock.

After warming up the venue, he got off the stage, took out his phone to check the time, but found that he had received a new message on WeChat from "Mr. Lin".

Lin Weinan actually thought of him again!Zhuang Yan's mood was very complicated for a while, and he didn't know whether his sudden heartbeat was due to excitement or nervousness.

Lin Weinan remembered him, which meant that his ass might finally lose its hold.

Zhuang Yan opened WeChat a little apprehensively to check the complete news.

"Chengnan [-] Bar, come and pick me up, I'll set you up, and I'll open the room."

[-], isn't that the bar he's in? !Zhuang Yan suddenly panicked, stood in the center of the bar and looked around, eagerly looking for the figure of that handsome man.

Finally, his eyes fell on the lonely figure in the corner of the bar.

Zhuang Yan swallowed, and walked towards the man in a suit who didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the bar, completely forgetting Lin Weinan's order to "set you up".

Although Lin Weinan was drunk, he was still very sensitive to his surroundings. He quickly noticed someone approaching him.

Before Zhuang Yan could stand beside him, Lin Weinan raised his head and turned to look at Zhuang Yan.

He has handsome facial features, a tough outline, and a pair of pure dark black pupils.Lin Weinan immediately remembered who the person in front of him was.

"You were the waiter that night, right?" Lin Weinan half-lyed on the window sill, propped his face with his hands, and smiled at Zhuang Yan with a drunken eye, "So you are Z."

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