The top traffic hits the face again [Entertainment]

"Didn't you say, only once?" Zou Jin lowered his voice, and his voice was full of anger. "I got the role, what else is there to-"

When he was out of the camera, he was mean and gloomy, without any trace of tenderness.

The voice on the other side of the phone was cold and sarcastic: "Zou Jin, you will still be filming under his hands in the future, you should think about it yourself."

Zou Jin's blood was so cold that it froze: "You didn't say that at the beginning."

The person on the other end of the phone sneered: "Is this important?"

"Zou Jin, how many people come and go in the entertainment industry, with only so few resources, why should the company use it to praise you? Just because you look like a white man?"

"Even the kid who looks exactly the same can't walk the way of Bai Su, do you think you can?"

"Shut up!" Zou Jin was so furious at these words, he let out a low growl, and dropped his phone to the ground.

He panted violently, and calmed down in the bathroom cubicle for a long time before he collected his emotions and went out the door.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a familiar figure.

Bai Su.

He was sitting on top of the shelf, wearing only a shirt, casually playing with his phone.Different from the alienation and gentleness in the company in the past, he is shaking his legs now and then, with a loose and rough appearance.

All the blood in Zou Jin's body froze.

When did he come?

Rage, hatred, fear, embarrassment, and shame all mixed together and rushed to his head. Zou Jin could no longer describe his feelings at this moment.

"How much have you heard?" Zou Jin stared at him with horror in his eyes.

"Bai Su" raised his eyes, was taken aback when he saw him, and then said casually, "I didn't hear anything."

That look fell into Zou Jin's eyes, with inexplicable contempt and contempt, which made Zou Jin couldn't help but sneer: "What are you pretending here?"

"Bai Su" raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak.

"What's wrong? Are you addicted to fucking people? Do you really think you are something? Apart from being lucky, what the hell is different from me?" Zou Jin's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and his voice became sharp.

"Without marketing and leaving the company, I heard that you don't even have a movie now? Even "The Prosperous Age" is now my resource. Wait until this wave of hype passes, how many people will still remember you?"

"Bai Su" stretched his waist, and didn't even say a word: "I'm going first."

Neither seemed to bother talking to him.

Zou Jin didn't know which nerve was broken, and knocked down his cell phone with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot: "I'm asking you something, what right do you have to look down on me."

"Bai Su" looked at the mobile phone on the ground and was stunned.

Suddenly, he gave a nasty smile, pinched Zou Jin's chin, looked him up and down for a moment, and said, "So excited? Kid, did you sleep with that producer?"

Zou Jin's blood was condensed, he stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, opened and closed his mouth, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You... heard it."

It happened to be this person.

Just let him hear it.

Zou Jin didn't know where this "Bai Su" got so much strength, the hand pinching his chin seemed to be like iron tongs, making it impossible to struggle.

"Looks like I'm right."

"Bai Su" looked at him slowly, but what he said was extremely vicious: "What? Regret it? Didn't sleep well? Or...disgusted about what I did? Find me to vent?"

Zou Jin raised his fist furiously: "Shut up!"

As soon as the words fell, "Bai Su" pinched his hand and neatly folded it behind his back.

With a "click", Zou Jin's arm was removed, pushed from behind, and fell into the toilet cubicle, making a loud "bang".

Before Zou Jin could yell, he felt that someone was pressing his back hard. "Bai Su" was sticking to his back, and patted his face with the back of his hand. The strength was not strong, but it was vaguely teasingly arrogant: " You can't go down the stairs, want to have some excitement? Okay, brother will play with you, don't say I don't give you face."

Zou Jin was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and probably shouted some dirty words.

Is this Bai Su's true character?

"Bai Su" picked up the mobile phone on the ground, tapped the screen twice, and moved it to Zou Jin's mouth to make a recording: "Come on, if you have anything else to say, let's scold it together."

"It's best to have a good talk about how you and that old man slept together."

Zou Jin's eyes widened, endured the severe pain, and insisted on remaining silent.

A sneer came from behind. The pain in the shoulder blades made Zou Jin break out in a cold sweat, but he clenched his teeth and refused to let out even a sound.

"Not very good at speaking just now?" The voice of the person behind him was contemptuous. "Let's talk about how to play, whether the thorn is exciting, whether you like it... Tell me in detail, and I will record it for you."

This person's technique is comparable to that of a professional torturer. It only takes a little force, and the pain will increase exponentially, making Zou Jin cry out in pain.

Cold sweat broke out on Zou Jin's forehead, and he couldn't even distinguish the abnormality in the other party's behavior.

"What are you doing?" Another voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

Zou Jin only felt a lightness in his body, and the pain disappeared instantly.

Looking up, another Bai Su was standing outside the door, holding a suit jacket in his hand.

And the culprit who threatened him was standing innocently aside, and even whistled.

Who else could it be if it wasn't 01?

Zou Jin raised his head, stared blankly at the two of them, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

When Bai Su came in, he only saw Zou Jin in a mess, and 01 who had nothing to do with him.He casually threw the suit in his hand to 01: "I asked the staff to dry the clothes... What are you two doing?"

The waiter outside caused some trouble and spilled wine on 01. Bai Su asked someone to dry his clothes. He was waiting in the bathroom, but he bumped into Zou Jin coming out of the bathroom.

01 took it with a smile, and put it on his body: "It's okay, I will communicate with your younger generation."

Bai Su didn't believe his nonsense at all, noticed that Zou Jin's arm was hanging down unnaturally, and couldn't help but glance at 01: "Help him up and send him to the hospital."

He was almost used to 01's ability to cause trouble.

"This kind of injury should go to the hospital." 01 glanced at Zou Jin, went over to his hand, put his arm back, and patted Zou Jin on the shoulder. "Get up, I didn't do anything."

Zou Jin gritted his teeth and stared at him: "You—"

"What are you?" 01 hugged his shoulder affectionately, smiled brightly, but lowered his voice. "Next time you find fault, come to me first. I am your handsome and lovely brother 01, waiting for you in wind and rain, in dreams."

Recalling the severe pain he had just now, Zou Jin really felt a little fear in his heart.

Bai Su frowned and walked forward, looked at Zou Jin, vaguely aware of something: "Zou Jin, do you need me?"

Zou Jin and 01 could have any conflicts, they could only be aimed at him, but they just recognized the wrong person, and 01 solved it simply and rudely.

"No, this little brother just wants to chat with me." 01 smiled and squeezed Zou Jin's shoulder, almost crushing his bones: "The chat is a little excited, he may be my fan."

Who the fuck is your fan!

Zou Jin bared his teeth in pain, but refused to say anything.

Seeing the strange picture, Bai Su took 01's hand off his shoulder: "What the hell are you doing?"

01 let him hold hands, lied without blinking an eye: "What the hell can I do, I'm good."

To hell with believing him.

Bai Su didn't bother to tell him apart. Seeing that Zou Jin didn't speak, he just nodded slightly and held out his hand to Xiang: "Congratulations on winning the Newcomer Award."

For some reason, Zou Jin couldn't even utter a single word of those cynical, angry, and even broken and vicious words.

Standing in front of the real Bai Su, he became dumbfounded.

01 narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little scrutiny inside.

Zou Jin looked at Bai Su for a long time, then slapped his hand away, and squeezed out a sentence from the root of his teeth: "You don't need to congratulate."

Bai Su froze for a moment, then nodded slightly, as if he didn't take this awkward hostility to heart.

"I've remembered today's account..." Zou Jin gritted his teeth and snorted coldly. "Sooner or later, I will get it back."

In fact, he didn't even have the confidence to say that.

Zou Jin bumped Bai Su's shoulder and was about to go out.

Suddenly he was pulled back by 01, and whispered in his ear: "Little friend, remember my words, come back next time, don't pick the wrong person."

Even his speaking voice is the same as Bai Su's, a gentle and clear male voice, but the habit of speaking is a little hoarse, but the ending is light, and everything he says is a bit teasing and seductive.

Zou Jin turned his head abruptly, and was facing 01 with a bright and cold smile. Somehow, he remembered the severe pain just now.

Bai Su couldn't help frowning and asked him, "You two..."

01 was the first to ask, "Do you know him well?"

Bai Su was stunned: "I probably met a few times in the company before, but I haven't talked much."

In my impression, Zou Jin was quite reserved in front of him, and indeed he didn't say anything.

"When that kid saw you, his eyes instantly changed." 01 laughed. He came from the end of the world, and he couldn't be more sensitive to those dark and distorted emotions. Zou Jin's hostility towards Bai Su is definitely more than simple.

Even Zou Jin himself may not know this.

"Tell me, we are clearly alone, why is your butt so attractive?" 01 hooked his shoulders and walked out, and made a gesture to look at Bai Su's butt.

Bai Su kicked him: "Nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense," 01 counted with his fingers. "Then I won't talk about the bloody producer. When I first came here, I was touched because of you, and this Zou Jin..."

"I have pity on me, Yujie Bingqing. I was raped several times because of you." 01 was also shameless to a certain extent, and leaned over half of his face to laugh. "You don't feel sorry for me either."

"Why do I feel sorry for you?" Bai Su didn't bother to pay attention to his fallacies, and said casually, "Help you spoil it?"

01 paused in his footsteps, and his eyes were inexplicably evil.

"Then it would be better if I spoiled you first."

he joked.