Star of tomorrow

Qi Chen was watching the video, took off his earphones, paused, and looked at Ji Xing inexplicably.

Ji Xing glanced at the content of the video——wow, two muscular men hugging each other, sweating profusely, looking very... er... hot-blooded?

Ji Xing glanced at the title on the video again—UFC three-round submission...

Ji Xing pulled the chair beside him and sat down, curiously asked: "What are you looking at?"

Qi Chen: "..." What's wrong with this man?

Qi Chen recognized the other party early in the morning, and it was the "little sheep" that Aunt Liu had mentioned earlier.This lamb seems to have found a job as a network administrator.

Qi Chen stepped aside and said, "Video."

Ji Xing pushed the drink over, and Qi Chen pushed it back: "I don't drink this."

Ji Xing said: "Of course I know this is a video, is this... MMA?"

Qi Chen glanced at him: "You know?"

"I know a little bit, but I haven't watched the game." Ji Xing guessed his identity, "Do you like this? Are you engaged in related occupations?"

Qi Chen ignored him, put on his headphones and continued watching the video.

Ji Xing sat on the side, stealthily observing each other.The man's concentrated expression is very sexy, and he has a good-smelling masculine breath on his body, which makes people arouse a secret desire, which undulates deeply and shallowly, stirring people's hearts to be restless.

Ji Xing took out his phone and secretly wanted to take a picture of the man's side face for Su Changyu to see, but before he pressed the camera button, the other person turned his head like a beast with high vigilance, with a look of wariness in his eyes .

"What are you doing?" Qi Chen asked with a frown.

Ji Xing: "...No, nothing."

Qi Chen stretched out his hand: "Bring it."

Ji Xing hurriedly stood up and said, "I really didn't do anything, um, you're busy..."

Qi Chen has tall arms and long arms, and he pulled Ji Xing back as soon as he stretched out his hand. Ji Xing subconsciously tried to break away, but he knocked over the water glass on the table, spilling sticky sour plum juice all over his body.

Qi Chen snatched his phone, flipped through the photos, and made sure he didn't get a picture of himself before giving up.

But Ji Xing quit. He tore his clothes and said, "It's all you! What should we do!"

Qi Chen gave him a lukewarm look: "Change one?"

Ji Xing: "..."

The little charm in Ji Xing's heart disappeared immediately, he only came here when he was in a daze!

It's all Su Changyu, who said "soak him" or "piss off Sheng Yanjie", who will pay for the young master's drink? !

Ji Xing pushed away the chair, took his mobile phone and left resentfully. He pushed open the small door of the bathroom, and was about to rub his clothes, but when the door opened, there stood a wretched old man with his trousers down to his calf. DIYing out of breath.

There are a lot of people watching porn in this Internet cafe, but this is the first time Ji Xing hits a "reality show" scene, and suddenly feels that he is blind, and slams the door shut with a bang, so that the top of his head smokes.

He went to the public toilet not far away, flushed his clothes and washed his hands vigorously—as if he was already dirty just by opening the door.

The thin T-shirt was soaked through washing, Ji Xing twisted the clothes and found that he couldn't wear them for the time being.

It's all that bastard's fault!

Gritting his teeth, Ji Xing had no choice but to walk out with his wet clothes on his shoulders.

It was already evening, his skin was thin and tender, and his fair skin looked out of place in the golden triangle.Everyone passing by would give him an extra look, and that look was particularly uncomfortable, as if he was some fresh and delicious food.

As soon as he arrived in front of the Internet cafe, Qi Chen came out to withdraw the card, slapped the odd money on the table, and raised his thick eyebrows slightly when he saw him come in.

Ji Xing instantly had the urge to raise his hand to cover his chest.

Qi Chen generously paid for the drink, and passed him by without saying a word. Ji Xing was embarrassed and ashamed by that indifferent look. foot.

When Su Changyu came, Ji Xing was just about to go to dinner. Su Changyu only brought two or three bodyguards over. He stood at the door and observed the dilapidated small Internet cafe. A colorless gray dog ​​rubbed against him before he had time. get out of the way, little greyhound

He has already lifted his foot and peed next to his shoe.

"Fuck!" Su Changyu's face turned dark, and he almost jumped onto the canopy of the Internet cafe.

Ji Xing stood on the steps, bending over with a smile.

The bodyguard immediately took out a wet towel and polished his young master's shoes and trousers. Although Su Changyu's name is elegant, he has nothing to do with elegance. Ten to ten, immediately pulled back his leg angrily and said fiercely: "Okay, okay! Take this dog back to me, and see if I don't take care of it."

The bodyguard immediately took off his coat and picked up the dog with his coat. Ji Xing walked over and said, "A puppy, what about it?"

Su Changyu came over and grabbed his shoulders, looked him up and down: "Where are your clothes?" While speaking, she covered her mouth and nose and looked at the small Internet cafe, "What the hell is this place? You work here? I didn't say that, Ji Xing, you are very good at making things difficult for yourself."

Ji Xing smiled and patted his friend, intending to let him learn a lot, and said, "Go, I invite you to dinner. The environment is not very good, so don't mind."

"I don't mind." Su Changyu was amused, and his face became faster than flipping a book, "Master Ji treats guests with the money he earns, and I will admit to eating in the kitchen."

Ji Xing suddenly smiled meaningfully, and took Su Changyu and several of his bodyguards to a certain restaurant.

The restaurant is only a few steps away from the Internet cafe, and it is the only place with a decent environment nearby. But for Su Changyu, it obviously refreshed his "Three Views".

There is a public toilet next door to the restaurant, let alone eating in the kitchen, it's not bad if you don't eat at the door of the toilet.

There are small tables and chairs in a room of more than ten square meters, the floor is cleaned fairly clean, and a few oscillating fans are spinning erratically. When the wind blows away, the sultry heat climbs up the back like a shadow; when the wind blows, the paper towels on the table, The clothes of several people were blown up, and it felt like the wind was filling the teeth between the words.

Both Ji Xing and Su Changyu were not short in stature, and they sat on the low tables and chairs with long arms and legs, which was very awkward.

Su Changyu changed his position, turned his back to the fan, and then asked, "Is this all here?"

"Why don't you come and experience it for a few days?"

"Forgive me, I don't have the good character of hard work and hard work, so I'll just be a dandy who is responsible for making the people of the class spit. It's good."

Ji Xing laughed, ordered a few side dishes, and shared some meals with the puppy. The price was so cheap that Su Changyu was embarrassed to take out his card.

Ji Xing took a look at his movements, waved his hands and said, "Only cash is used here. I told you that I'm treating you. What are you in a hurry for?"

After drinking for three rounds, the conversation between the two of them opened up.

Ji Xing has been studying abroad all year round, and his major is selected by his family. He himself doesn't pay much attention to it, and he has no interest in it.Talking about this, Su Changyu supported his head and said, "So what if you don't like it? Isn't it better for you to sit in your company's office than to sit in a small Internet cafe? There is air conditioning, and there are people waiting for you. How can you play after work?" Just play, who will care about you?"

Ji Xing curled his lips, shaking his wine glass: "Eldest sister and second brother have lived according to father's wishes since they were young. What's the point of taking over the company's work after graduation? Yes, I don't need anything, but people have to live in this life. self-worth?"

"Self-worth?" Su Changyu hiccupped, "How much is that worth?"

With a wave of his hand, Su Changyu asked the bodyguard to buy some more barbecue, and said, "You want to find self-worth? Yes, the Ji family has a relationship and a platform, so what are you going to do? You have to get this far, isn't it a waste of resources?"

Ji Xing drank his head down and didn't speak.

He actually didn't know what he wanted, he was very confused, but the only thing he was sure of was that he didn't want to follow his father's plan to follow his own life path.

Willful is willful, what's the matter?Young people, who hasn't had time to rebel?

Su Changyu said: "There is a way out for you. If you are really like the people here... rotten here, all you think about every day is how to eat enough, and find a fart of self-worth?"

Su Changyu, who has been going to nightclubs all year round, can actually hold a good amount of alcohol, but he doesn't know if there is some fake wine in this restaurant. He only had a few drinks before he became very dizzy.

Ji Xing's drinking capacity was even worse, and his stomach was overwhelmed at the moment.

Standing up from the table, he said dizzily, "I, I'm going to the bathroom."

There was no toilet in the restaurant, so Ji Xing had to walk to the public toilet next door, shaking his duck.

After going to the toilet, he went in the opposite direction and went straight out of the utility room at the back door.

Behind the toilet is a cramped path, surrounded by self-built houses with uniform gray walls, and the sunny position is full of creepers.

It was late at night, and unknown insects were screaming in the weeds, continuously, making people panic.

Ji Xing's eyes brightened and darkened for a while, and he stopped at a loss after walking a long way: Wait a minute?What about restaurants?Is it that far?its not right……

He patted his head, turned around without knowing the direction, and said to himself: "I... lost my way?"

He licked his dry lips and called, "Su...Su Changyu? Where is he?"

Only the sound of insects responded to him, away from the main street, almost all the backs of the shops here, only a row of small windows with weak lights on.

The dustbin in the distance gave off a stench, Ji Xing held his nose and turned a corner, then walked towards another path.

Behind him, several people followed silently.

Xu Shuo, who was stealing during the day, was also there, hiding aside and winking, one of them said, "That's him?"

"It's him." Xu Shuo glanced at the time, "You guys take care of it, he has money and a good-looking mobile phone, it's all yours."

After speaking, Xu Shuo strode away in the opposite direction, obviously not wanting to get involved.

Qi Chen came back from eating outside. He has always been strict with his body. He doesn't smoke or drink alcohol. He doesn't expect his assistant Xiao Zhang who doesn't know anything to help him with his diet, so he can only pay more attention to himself.

He was wearing a black vest, a short-sleeved shirt on his shoulders, and a thick envelope in his trouser pocket, which was the "dividend" Xiao Zhang gave him tonight.He was expressionless, and walked home under the moonlight. As soon as he passed an alley, he found a few people in front of him, all of whom were familiar faces--the bastards who often caused trouble in the Golden Triangle area.

The few people muttered and poked their heads into the cramped alley, Qi Chen didn't want to meddle too much, just as he passed by a few people, he heard a muffled "bang" sound from the alley.

The continuous chirping of insects in summer couldn't cover up the sound. Someone should have bumped into the wall hard. Qi Chen is very sensitive to the sound of physical collisions. He stopped and turned his head to look deep into the alley.

I don't know which house's weak light just happened to circle an obscure halo on the ground, shining on the face of the drunk young man, bringing out an aura that was incompatible with this "Golden Triangle".He leaned against the wall, leaning back with one hand, trying to raise his head, his neck stretched out in a stubborn arc, his shirtless body was very thin, his skin was as white as cream, his slender waist tucked into his trousers, like a frozen oil painting good.

The slender neck seemed to be cut off with a light grip, but the man's face showed no fear at all, only a drunken daze and anger, his slender eyebrows furrowed fiercely, and he stood up straight in an instant. body—and then, like a small cannonball, slammed into the few people surrounded by the opposite side.

That decisive and straightforward appearance made Qi Chen raise his eyebrows, isn't that the "little sheep"?

He still looks like a hot-tempered lamb.