[Comprehensive] No. 8 Pawnshop.

At one or two o'clock in the morning, Ye Mingyuan was sleeping in a daze, when suddenly his cell phone rang, he opened his sleepy eyes and saw that the caller was his girlfriend Song Zhenzhen, he answered it immediately, before he could speak,

"A Yuan, let's break up." A familiar yet indifferent female voice sounded.

All the drowsiness disappeared without a trace at this moment. Before Ye Mingyuan could react, the phone had already been hung up, and no one answered when he called again.

Ye Mingyuan went to find Song Zhenzhen, and the explanation he got was only "I don't love you anymore".Ye Mingyuan didn't understand why the lover who was fine a few days ago suddenly said that he didn't love him anymore, so what happened before, could it really be possible to stop loving him in a short period of time?

Ye Mingyuan couldn't accept this explanation, but this was the only thing Song Zhenzhen could give him.She really doesn't love Ye Mingyuan anymore, she doesn't even have love, so what else can she do to love Ye Mingyuan again.

She clearly remembered every beautiful and sweet moment in the past, but she didn't feel anything, as if she was just a stranger who had memories. Except for being sorry, Song Zhenzhen couldn't give Ye Mingyuan anything else.

What Cen Xiu saw was Ye Mingyuan, who was locked in the room alone, decadent and negative. He sneered, pulled Ye Mingyuan into the bathroom, pressed his head into the sink, and turned on the faucet to pour water down He is very cold.

"Wake up, Ye Mingyuan." Cen Xiu turned off the faucet and sneered at Ye Mingyuan.

"Just one woman makes you unable to stand up? Do you know how many people and cameras are waiting for you? You released all our pigeons without saying a word. You are amazing, Ye Mingyuan."

Ye Mingyuan supported the washbasin with both hands, lowered his head and remained silent, the water was still flowing down his hair, his cheeks were dripping down, and a large area of ​​his back was wet.

His silent appearance completely angered Cen Xiu, he was so angry that he even dropped his glasses, grabbed Ye Mingyuan's collar, and hit the wall of the bathroom.

"Don't you want to mess around? Don't think that if you can sing, the company will always support you unconditionally. Do you know how many people in Yinhuang are watching your seat? Just wait for you to make a mistake and fall down." Go up."

Ye Mingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth in an ugly way, "I came in because of Zhenzhen, now that Zhenzhen doesn't want me, what do I need?"

Hearing what he said, Cen Xiu laughed out of anger. He entered the entertainment industry for Song Zhenzhen. Why is this kid so naive? It's romantic enough to say that he entered the entertainment industry for love. He really thought that he could leave if he wanted to.

He knew that Ye Mingyuan's family background was not simple, and he didn't lack the money he earned in the entertainment industry. With his family background, he couldn't afford to pay Yinhuang's sky-high liquidated damages.But he was leaving, what would he do with Cen Xiu, what would the Silver Emperor think of him, and whether he should continue to mess around in this circle, others would laugh at him for not being able to look down on even a popular rookie in his hands.

Cen Xiu's eyes deepened, he grabbed Ye Mingyuan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "If you are really a man, stand up and let her regret it."

"I don't have time to let you down." Cen Xiu tore off the clean towel hanging beside him, wiped Ye Mingyuan carelessly, then walked quickly to the bedroom and took a coat and threw it to Ye Mingyuan. "If you don't want to continue suffering, just follow me."

Cen Xiu had a posture of numbing Ye Mingyuan with his work, but Ye Mingyuan didn't know whether he had listened to Cen Xiu's words or was numb, so he obediently followed Cen Xiu away.

For the next two weeks, Cen Xiu packed Ye Mingyuan's schedule and gave him no time to mourn the loss of his love. Besides, he tried his best to arouse Ye Mingyuan's interest in music. enthusiasm.

He is an old fritter who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and Ye Mingyuan was moved and guilty by just a few tricks, and he successfully devoted himself to the career of a singer again.

Everyone in the company noticed that Cen Xiu spent so much time on Ye Mingyuan. It seemed that Cen Xiu had a lot of plans this time, and he was confident enough in Ye Mingyuan's future.

During these days, Cen Xiu tried his best to keep Ye Mingyuan and Song Zhenzhen from seeing each other, lest all previous efforts be wasted.However, Song Zhenzhen didn't know what kind of luck she was chosen to be the heroine of a play.Cen Xiu also read the script, it's not bad and the characters are very similar to Song Zhenzhen, it can be said that he acted in his true colors, it's hard not to be popular.Cen Xiu didn't have any regrets, not all celebrities are suitable to be together, let alone Song Zhenzhen and Ye Mingyuan have already proposed to break up.

Speaking of which, Song Zhenzhen might have found a better financial backer, that's why she resolutely severed ties with Ye Mingyuan. After all, although Ye Mingyuan's background is extraordinary, he couldn't extend his hand to the entertainment industry, and it is said that Yinhuang's background is deeper , almost no one can find out who is standing behind it, so the Ye family can at most keep the ghosts and demons of the entertainment circle from touching Ye Mingyuan, and the others really can't help much.

Of course, all of this is just Cen Xiu's guesswork. He is now concentrating on how to praise Hongye Mingyuan and how to make him more popular.

Xu Ruohan's heart is clear about this matter, but how far Song Zhenzhen can go is up to her.

Xu Ruohan has seen a lot of Zhou Yao, who was so domineering and domineering at the time that she could turn her over with a single word. Where is the most difficult thing in this circle is the long flow of water, no matter what it is.

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The blue sky, the white pigeons flying across the square, and the tall modern skyscrapers behind it.

On the edge of the square, a handsome girl with long hair and shawls was sitting in front of her booth painting for others, but few people came, and occasionally a couple walked by and wanted a self-portrait.

When the delicate girl finished work, there were only a few scattered ten-yuan bills in the biscuit box that contained the money.She tidied up the drawing board and paintbrush, her movements were very light, with a literary atmosphere.

"Xuxu." A young girl wearing a bag T-shirt and jeans waved her hand and trotted over with joy on her face.

When Jiang Xuxu saw her, a smile appeared on his face, "An Jia."

Jiang Xuxu and An Jia were good friends who grew up together in an orphanage. Both of them had no relatives, and they left the orphanage and lived in a rented house in this big city.The difference is that Jiang Xuxu has been very sensitive to painting since he was a child. He was a top student at the Academy of Fine Arts at a young age and has won various awards.For this reason, the director of the orphanage always felt it was a pity that he could not support Jiang Xuxu to study, otherwise Jiang Xuxu would definitely succeed.

Art is a waste of money, let alone Jiang Xuxu, an orphan who has never even seen his parents.

Jiang Xuxu's talent makes her conceited and proud, she is stubborn and unwilling to give up, and the only person around her who supports her is An Jia.

"Xuxu, the boss of the coffee shop gave me a salary increase today, and soon I can buy you a new paintbrush..." An Jia is like a bird that can't calm down, chirping every day, they are struggling As a result, the life without hope is a little more vivid.

Ye Li was sitting in an open-air cafe not far from the square, watching them from a distance, while Lao Bai was sitting on the adjacent white table. The two seemed to be strangers to each other, but they both paid attention to each other's movements .

The corner of Ye Li's mouth curled up, and his thoughts moved.

Suddenly, a beautiful paper coupon floated to the ground in front of Jiang Xuxu and An Jia. An Jia bent down to pick it up curiously, but surprise flashed on her face.

"Xuxu, look, this is the Saturday Monet exhibition you've always wanted to go to."

Jiang Xuxu is studying oil painting. I heard that there will be a large-scale Monet painting exhibition in the Art Museum in the city center recently. Unfortunately, the tickets have been sold out at sky-high prices. The combined net worth of Jiang Xuxu and An Jia is not enough to go to the exhibition, so Jiang Xuxu decided to A few days are always gloomy.

Unexpectedly, there was such a thing as a pie in the sky. The two of them read it carefully several times, and took out their mobile phones to verify it online, only to confirm that it was indeed a real admission ticket.

"Could someone have lost it?" An Jia asked, and Jiang Xuxu also nodded. This thing is indeed too precious.

The two sat on the steps of the square with their easels on their backs, waiting for the owner of this ticket to come.

Lao Bai smiled gently, he seemed satisfied with their good qualities, Ye Li's expression was still indifferent, he couldn't tell if he was happy or angry.

As the sky was getting dark, Jiang Xuxu and An Jia also waited for a long time, but on Ye Li's side, the waiter of the coffee shop came out and politely said to them, "Sorry, we are only open until five o'clock for customers."

Ye Li took out a few red notes from his wallet and said with a smile, "I want to sit still for a while."

The waiter didn't say anything more after collecting the money, and Lao Bai, she didn't ask any more. Since one guest is staying, two guests are also staying.

After waiting for so long, no one came. Both Jiang Xuxu and An Jia were a little hungry, so they decided not to wait any longer.

"Perhaps the person who lost it didn't take it very seriously. To be able to buy such an expensive ticket must be a rich person, and he doesn't care about such a small amount of money." An Jia said with a smile.

"Xuxu, go. The art exhibition is tomorrow. God gave us a chance. It would be a pity not to go."

"But this ticket can only allow one person to enter..." Jiang Xuxu hesitated.

An Jia said indifferently, "Then you can go by yourself. I don't know how to paint, and it would be boring to go there. Why don't you work a little bit more in a coffee shop on Saturdays to earn more money."

"Alright then." Jiang Xuxu nodded.

The two left together arm in arm.Seeing this, Ye Li also got up from the chair, and left without even looking at Lao Bai.

The author has something to say: this time I will write about friendship hehe