Han Yuzhi's brain damage also counterattacks

Talent is not what you want to have, you can have it if you want to!

Cui Yanxi stood in front of the table holding a pile of manuscript paper, wanting to cry but not crying.

She has "inherited" her Korean language, beauty, and good family background. Because Mao has no talent, a good person will do it to the end!

She thought she could do it.I thought that when I came to Cui Yanxi's studio, inspiration would appear like a "language translator".

But, no, her mind is blank, she is wishful thinking!

The studio with dozens of square meters looks like that, with a modern artistic atmosphere.Various magazine pictures are pasted on the wall, and some manuscript papers are messily scattered on the long table. Cui Yanxi picks them up one by one and reads them. ah!

No, even if she is forced to death, she will not be able to design anything.

Imagine Park Chanyeol's expectant eyes... Choi Yeonhee couldn't help crying: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

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After struggling for two days, she had to give up.But she can't wait to die.

The fear of revealing her identity and the disappointment of Chanyeol tormented her every minute.

But in fact, it is not impossible.The manuscript left by Cui Yanxi is still of some value.So, if you learn from your "own" ideas, it's not plagiarism, right?

From a pile of manuscripts, pick out some that look pleasing to the eye, and compare them with the Canlie in the computer, and then a new problem arises...

Manuscripts can be borrowed, but what about making them?

At most she will show a cross-stitch, let her cut and sew clothes, that is absolutely impossible.

Looking for an OEM?

Foundry needs money, reliable, hidden masters to do it, who can do it?

She doesn't even have a friend she knows, one has no money, and the other has no one, what to do?

At this moment, a face popped up clearly in my mind - Quan Zhilong!

That's a big money maker.

He has money, has people, has... No, you can't talk to him.

Let people raise themselves for nothing, eat others, live in others, and then ask others for money?No no no, no!

Negating this idea, Cui Yanxi began to worry about new plans...

Returning home with a sad face, eating with a sad face, I wanted to look for inspiration in the closet, but accidentally found Quan Zhilong's clothes...clothes...Quan Zhilong?

Hmm... Choi Yeon Hee has a bold idea.

It's past ten o'clock, Quan Zhilong shouldn't be asleep, right?

Trying to dial his number, Cui Yanxi held her breath a little nervously, as soon as the call was connected, she quickly said: "Zhi Longxi, I..."

"Sister-in-law, it's me." Along with the noisy rhythm, a strange male voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm Shengli!"

"...Oh, Seungri. Is Zhilong busy?"

"He's...oh, wait a minute."

Half a minute later, Quan Zhilong's voice came from the dynamic background music: "Hi, it's me."

"Well, are you busy?"

"Playing outside, what's up?"

"...Well, there is something I want to ask for your help. If you are busy, let's go to another day... At that time, if it is convenient for you, let's meet."

"it is good."

The succinct answer was faster than she had imagined, and Quan Zhilong's tone was not so distant, which made Cui Yanxi relax her tense body a little, "Well, then I..." before finishing speaking, then Shengli's voice squeezed his head in: "Sister-in-law, let's have a drink together!"

"She's going to rest." She heard Quan Zhilong say this.

"Come on, come on, let's have a few drinks together." Presumably, Shengli was already drunk.

Quan Zhilong didn't give her a chance to speak, and said briefly: "I'll go back later." Then he hung up the phone.

Shengli did drink a lot, the new album was released, and when they are busy, they still like to invite a few friends to relax in the club.Quan Zhilong's personality is more changeable, or he can do whatever he wants.Sometimes he is more cheerful than anyone else, dancing and singing, and sometimes he sits quietly, watching everyone play, or stares at his phone without saying a word.Usually at times like this, everyone would be sensible and not bother him.For example, today.

The others were more or less drunk, staggering around, dancing messy steps, and singing songs that were out of key.Only Quan Zhilong stayed awake the whole time.

"Zhi Longxi, I offer you a toast." The girl in a miniskirt walked over gracefully, and sat next to him as if intimately.

"Sorry, I'm going to drive later." Quan Zhilong smiled apologetically, took the soda water and clinked glasses with her, "Have fun."

The dazzling colored lights flashed on the girl's delicate face. She drank the wine generously, and looked at the other party intentionally or unintentionally with a pair of charming phoenix eyes. "Come out and play, don't be so cool."

Quan Zhilong bent his lips, "I've always been like this, don't you know?"

"I'm not familiar with you~!" In a reproachful tone.

"Drinking wine, isn't it considered ripe?"

In fact, every time I come out to play, there will be new faces, friends brought by friends, most of whom Quan Zhilong doesn't know, and won't remember too much.

Based on his experience and experience, usually when the other party speaks, he will know whether the person wants to seduce him or use him to hype him.If he is in a good mood, he will act on the occasion, and if he is in a bad mood, he happens to meet a type he is not interested in. Basically, within ten rounds, he will be knocked out of the game.

"There must be many girls...or women who like you, right?" The light words were slightly provocative.The girls seemed to get closer.

Quan Zhilong backed away without a trace, his black pupils looked at her calmly and playfully, "Are you one of them?"

The girl raised her eyebrows and said without hesitation: "Of course, I'm your fan."

"You are luckier than them." The low voice is Quan Zhilong's unique charm, the girl blinked, and the eyes were full of "stunning" brilliance, "Can I be luckier than them?"

"for example?"

"for example......"

"Show me a dance?"

"Okay!"

The girl showed confidence, put down her wine glass, and went to choose a dance song that she thought she was good at.

There were more than a dozen people gathered in the box, and everyone was drunk. When they saw the beautiful figure on the stage, they whistled excitedly. Amidst the cheers, the girl's smile became even more charming.Powerful beats, accompanied by dynamic music, the girl raised her chin proudly, dancing gracefully and seductively, her youthful, beautiful, and seductive dancing posture made the room boil.

Every inadvertent look back, the girl will look over there as if nothing, always paying attention to the changes in Quan Zhilong's expression.

The man in the dark was still dressed in a leisurely manner. Compared with the enthusiasm of others, his silence seemed to attract more attention.The girl is trying her best to show off her pride to everyone.The soft body is changing various difficult movements. Amidst the applause, seeing Quan Zhilong applaud her, he raised his wine glass at her. The enthusiasm surged in his heart, and he jumped even harder...

At the end of the song, everyone asked to come again, the girl smiled calmly, but when she looked back, her expression froze... Quan Zhilong's position was empty.

"Where is he... people?"

"Zhilong has something to do, so I'm going back first." Someone replied, and someone asked: "Beauty, one more, one more..."

The girl's complexion gradually turned ugly.She rejected everyone's request, returned to her position, drank a glass of red wine alone with a sullen face, and then put the glass heavily on the table, no longer charming smile...

Quan Zhilong is like this.

He never embarrasses or embarrasses people.He even said that he has never refused other people's requests. In private, he is always gentle and gentle, and behaves like a gentleman to everyone.However, the vague sense of distance that seems to be friendly and polite, but in fact makes people unable to get close, has hurt the hearts of many girls.

Some people say that he is a master of ambiguity, and some people say that because he has not met true love, he can handle with ease in the field of love.

And his real thoughts, no one can understand.Maybe, even Quan Zhilong himself doesn't know what true love is...

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Quan Zhilong turned the steering wheel, turned the car into the courtyard, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

He raised his eyes to see the lights on the second floor, walked into the lobby, went upstairs, stopped in front of the dressing room, and tapped on the door twice to remind the busy people squatting on the ground.

"You haven't slept yet?"

"...You said you were going to come back, I'm here..." Cui Yanxi looked at the clothes in his hand, and didn't know how to speak in embarrassment.

"Is that my clothes?"

"Yes."

"You said you needed me for something?"

"Um......"

"Don't hesitate." Quan Zhilong leaned against the door, waiting for her next words.

In fact, after Quan Zhilong hung up the phone, Cui Yanxi began to regret that she shouldn't ask him for help... This person's attitude of wanting to draw a line with herself couldn't be more obvious, and she actually had the cheek to ask for help. He helps.How would Quan Zhilong look at her?Just by imagining it, she was already ashamed.

However, when words such as "no money" and "Park Chanyeol" flashed through her mind one by one, she was reluctant to give up.Besides, man has come before himself, no matter what, he must try...  

"It's like this." Cui Yanxi stood up, summoned up her courage and said, "I need a sum of money, come..."

"How many?"

"..."

Quan Zhilong had already taken out his wallet, seeing her stunned, he asked again: "How much do you need?"

"Well, don't you ask me, what do you want money for?"

The other party's reaction without hesitation made Cui Yanxi feel embarrassed.She thought he would frown and look at her strangely, but he didn't.Just because she didn't have it made her stressed.

"You use money for your own purpose." While speaking, Quan Zhilong took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her, "There is about 1 million yuan in it, and there is no password. If it is not enough, I will give it to you again." Call you."

As if surprised, Cui Yanxi hid back, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I don't need it." Think of another way.She can't ask for this card.

Quan Zhilong looked at her expressionlessly, with his hands still raised in the air, he shifted his gaze to the clothes behind her, and asked, "You don't mean to sell those things for money, do you?"

Cui Yanxi was shocked again, she didn't expect her thoughts to be seen through so quickly. "I......"

"Clothes can't be sold, even if I don't want them anymore, I can't sell them." Quan Zhilong put the card on the hanger next to him, "If you need money, I'll give you whatever you want, don't feel embarrassed."

Cui Yanxi seems to have heard what he didn't say: Anyway, I will support you.

Even though she was grateful and moved, the tone of charity and indifference still hurt her.

It is said that people are poor and short-sighted.

However, she couldn't pass her own level.

Her cheeks were burning hot, she hesitated for a long time, and then said: "I don't want your money anymore...I'm sorry, I was dizzy and came up with such a stupid method."

Quan Zhilong looked at her quietly, with deep eyes.

The atmosphere in the room became very weird, Cui Yanxi felt as if time had stopped suddenly.She wanted to escape from the other party's sight, and that sight made her very uncomfortable. She began to be at a loss, and began to look for an excuse to leave, but Quan Zhilong's words were like a sharp knife, fixing her in place.

"Is your backbone a little late?"