True Star

Charles fluttered around the reception like a beautiful flower butterfly. His handsome, tall and funny humor attracted many men and women around him, including some social ladies, and naturally a few star stars under the entertainment company. We, Tang Feng, slowly walked away from Charles, so as not to be surrounded by the crowd and die from hypoxia and suffocation.

With a glass of champagne in his hand, the man slowly paced to the big balcony of the reception alone. The cool night breeze blew slowly and sprinkled on his face like a layer of invisible tulle. Mysterious.

He lifted his head slightly and took a sip of golden liquid. The alcohol permeated his lips and teeth into his stomach, and the heat was bursting.

The night sky tonight is exceptionally beautiful.

A machete-like waning moon hangs alone on the distant horizon, and the stars all over the sky seem extraordinarily bright and precious in this impetuous city exuding the smell of cement and steel.

There are some portraits of meteors that, despite being beautiful, pass away very quickly and are fleeting.

There are some portraits of stars, although they are dazzling but drowned in the sea of ​​stars.

There is only the moon, and the ancient writer Li Sao expressed his deep feelings over and over to Yin Yin poetry. Now, Tang Feng is looking at it in a daze.

It was just in a daze, there was no emotional expression, no poetry, just to see the meniscus at first glance in the night sky.

"How come here alone?" A man's voice wailed beside him.

I don't know you, you don't know me, and somehow suddenly talked about it, ten out of ten, if you don't know it, then you steal it.

"Su President.

Withdrawing Wang Yue's eyes, Tang Feng's face had a gentle smile on his face again. His facial features were sharp but soft, and even lighter in the moonlight.

Suddenly there was an illusion that was shocked to the bottom of the eyes of the man.

"This sentence is what I should ask. Why is President Su alone here?"

Su Qicheng smiled. "I didn't expect you to be here, by the way, your tango jumped very well. I have never heard Tianchen mention that you still have such talent.

Frankly speaking, Su Qicheng's first impression is very good. He is gentle and elegant, and has a good temper, but often the more seemingly harmless people are, the more Tang Feng is prepared.

Lu Tianchen's indifference is superficial, as if to say to everyone: If you don't want to die, stay away from me.

Charles's fault is hidden in his eyes, and you can see at a glance with him that this man is definitely not a bad thing.

And Su Qicheng is the type that Tang Feng is most afraid of. He doesn't dislike good people, but he can't imagine what a man who is the president of a group would be a "good man", especially when Su Qicheng is facing The calmness of "Lu Tianchen's love for song dust" made him feel a bit of fear.

Su Qicheng was either so fond of song dust that he spoiled himself to death, or he didn't care about the man at all.

Tang Feng is still not sure which kind of Su Qizheng belongs to, but at least he can understand that this general Su is not a character he can provoke at this stage, and it is better to expect Charles to be his amulet than to bring a dog around him to take safety.

"General Manager Su has won prizes. Those of us who act as actors don't learn more from the bottom, but the rice bowl will be easily stolen.

"No matter what your purpose is, everyone will play Tai Chi together. Tang Feng smiles naturally.

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