Night Fire Meteor [Entertainment Circle]

Less than three hours after we parted, we met Yuqian again.The other party drove downstairs to him. It was late at night and there was no one on the street.Mrs. Tai packed herself in a hurry, went downstairs and got into Youqian's car.

After Mrs. Tai got into the car, neither of them spoke.Youqian drove in a certain direction without hesitation, and Mrs. Tai didn't ask where she was going.The car stereo plays piano music, the soothing music of moonlight like water.Mrs. Tai leaned against the car window, thinking that she might only be barely free at night like this.

Fortunately, the person next to him is shallow.He glanced back.

"Where to?" he finally asked.

"Hot pot restaurant."

Stores opened by Bai Hai—it’s not uncommon for an artist to start a side business. The catering industry is still making money. Although most star stores only have prices that are worthy of the name. The store is located in a remote alley, and it smells like fireworks on earth.

In the evening, Bai Hai sent You Qian a message, asking him to watch Weibo hot searches, and told him that Mrs. Tai wanted to eat hot pot a few days ago.

He failed to eat hot pot in Sichuan and Chongqing, which left him obsessed.

There was no one in the hot pot restaurant, so Yuqian still asked for a private room, the waiter turned on the air conditioner first when entering the door, the cold wind came blowing in, and Tai Tai's brain, which was stuffed with things, instantly sobered up a little.

Mrs. Tai was sitting opposite Youqian, and she was about to say something when she was interrupted by Yuqian first: "You eat, I won't eat."

"Oh... good. Eating at night is not good for digestion."

"Eat less, too."

Tai Tai nodded in response to Youqian's instructions, went to look at the menu, carefully ticked off the seasonal vegetable platter, and then began to frantically order the meat.

He obviously had a meal in the evening, but he still felt hungry at this time. The food intake of an adult man can be measured by a few catties of meat, and Mrs. Tai belonged to the kind with a hole in her stomach.You Qian held her chin, and in her hand was the warm water poured by the waiter, not even tea, for fear that she would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night.

The smell of red oil is very invasive, and immediately even the freshly washed clothes smell from washing powder to spices. Tai Tai is eating vegetables, her mouth is full of oil, and she forgets what the purpose of coming out is.Halfway through the meal, he asked the waiter to come in, asked for some wine, then turned his head and asked Yuqian, "Do you want a drink?"

Say good by shallow.

Four bottles of beer, not too much.At first, Mrs. Tai wanted to drink from the bottle, but she lifted it halfway and put it down again. She found two cups and carefully poured them into the cups, insisting on clinking glasses with You Qian.The latter was obedient and didn't say anything, and the lively thing of eating hot pot became so silent.

Mrs. Tai asked him, "Are you angry with me?"

You Qian shook his head.

Mrs. Tai seemed to be talking to him, but also seemed to be talking to herself, "You don't seem to have had any good things since you met me."

I've only had two glasses of wine, and I feel like I'm drunk.You Qian opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Mrs. Tai with a wave of his hand, and continued on his own.

"It's not that I haven't been hacked before, but I don't know why, this time I just felt very uncomfortable, as if I had done something wrong. Before, they made rumors that I was looking for a gunman, that I dyed my hair, that I was a gangster in high school, and that I had committed crimes. , the public relations department is in a state of distress, and the boss scolds me for causing trouble. I can confidently say that it has nothing to do with me. For music, it’s not fake to sell a good image, so why tell lies? Isn’t lying a despicable act?”

You Qian listened in silence.

"I don't want to lie." Mrs. Tai repeated this sentence, "I think it's my problem this time."

"It's not your problem."

"It's my problem! Can't you feel it? I'm obviously alienating you! The camera can't deceive people, and I don't know how to act. What I want to say is not that they did something wrong, but they saw something wrong with me. ..."

Youqian didn't make a sound anymore, and waited quietly for Mrs. Tai to finish speaking. He could probably think of what the other party wanted to say. He had paid quite a lot of patience in this matter, and was not in a hurry.

Tai Tai lowered her head and dared not look at him, "It's my problem."

"I don't want to speculate on CP with you. I don't want to hear the scandal between you and Yuan Ya, and I don't want to see others think you are a couple. What I hate is myself who thinks you are together so I feel awkward."

"I thought I was not afraid of anything, but actually I was afraid of everything. I like you."

It was so natural and without warning that even Tai Tai blurted out without knowing why she blurted out.He finally raised his head and looked directly into You Qian's eyes, fumbling for the wine glass with his right hand.

You Qian stretched out his arm and took his cup away first.

"Also I know that Bai Hai is gay, you may have a relationship, and feel unhappy, I hate it too!"

Yu Qian: "..."

"Okay, I've said it all! Is there no way to cooperate! I'm such a fucking dog, and the song I just wrote can't be used anymore..."

The cup was taken away by You Qian, so he simply picked up the bottle to drink.It was too late to stop Yu Qian, and couldn't help but sighed.Mrs. Tai saw it, and felt that she had never been so observant, and she could still notice the sighing of the people next to her while drinking.

It only takes a few tens of seconds for a bottle of beer to be drunk. Mrs. Tai put the bottle on the table with a bang, then stood up, "That's it! I'll transfer the meal money to you!"

After speaking this sentence at a very fast speed, Tai Tai knocked off the arm extended by You Qian and left the box.

Yu Qian frowned slightly and sighed with a headache.

Although he didn't drink much, but he drank too fast and his head was still a little dizzy.Tai Tai was afraid of chasing him out, so he ran on the street for a while, looking back while running, and found that no one was following, so he stopped to take a taxi in frustration and peace of mind.

Although he said those words impulsively with the help of alcohol, he began to feel uneasy when he got home and sat on the floor.He lay down on the carpet, unable to fall asleep, his mind was blank, feeling oppressed by loss, this trouble might not even be able to make friends, and those gossips on Weibo were about to come true... Thinking of this, he logged on to the trumpet and sent a message to his wife's troubles. Send a private message: [Your cp may be about to be BE.Sorry……】

The wife's worries after receiving the news: [? ? ? 】

I fell asleep in the middle of the night, fell on the carpet, caught a cold, sneezed a few times when I got up, and chanted "good, not good, bad spirits", only to realize that the words were reversed after reading, and hurriedly "peh pee pee" to start again Say it again.

Thinking that maybe he is a black fan, but it is also possible that Yuqian is scolding him, and went to the recording studio in a daze, and the work has to continue.

After the beginning of autumn, the temperature gradually dropped, and it gradually became a bit more autumnal. Mrs. Tai felt a little cold in short sleeves, and she didn't bother to go back to change clothes.

When he arrived in the afternoon, he sat in a taxi and ordered takeaway in advance and delivered it to the company.When I used my mobile phone, I realized that WeChat messages and missed calls crowded the notification bar.The first thing he saw was "Jiang Baige", he curled his lips, guessing that Yuqian had proposed to terminate the cooperation.

Then he walked towards the company while flipping through the messages sent by Jiang Baige, and entered the elevator... The messages sent by Jiang Baige were all about "where are you?", "answer the phone", "reply message", etc. As for substantive information, Mrs. Tai still didn't understand what happened and she was so anxious.After that, I quit to look at other news, and saw the message from You Qian at a glance.

[I'm in the recording studio. 】

When Mrs. Tai stopped walking forward, she was in a dilemma for a while.

He would rather he drank white wine yesterday and was so drunk that he passed out. Whether he remembers it or not, he can pretend to drink a piece of wine and forget everything.

"Sooner or later, you have to face...Tai Tai, you can do it!"

After the deer Xiaokui refueling, Mrs. Tai continued to walk in the direction of the recording studio with stiff steps.

The message was sent at nine o'clock in the morning, and now it is two o'clock in the afternoon. Five hours have passed, and Yuqian might have left long ago.With such a fluke mentality, Mrs. Tai moved forward step by step every second.

As for the news about Jiang Baige, he has no time to take care of it now.

Pushing open the door of the recording studio, Mrs. Tai blinked vigorously, the opening speed was infinitely slowed down by him, the upper eyelid and the lower eyelid were separated with difficulty, implicitly expecting but not wanting to appear.

"Hi."

It was rare for Yua to say hello in such a relaxed tone.