The national male god of Korean entertainment

"I really can't listen anymore..." Xia Youyan casually picked up the backpack on his shoulder and slapped the boy's face.

The boy was unprepared, he was hit straight, his white face was immediately hit with a red mark by the backpack, and after realizing it, he became annoyed and pointed at Xia Youyan in disbelief, "You...you crazy woman, why did you hit me!"

"Give me a reason why I can't beat you. You said so many things that deserve to be beaten. If I knew taekwondo, karate, aikido, I would have killed you long ago. And you can still stand here panting and breathing without breaking an arm or a leg If you talk to me honestly, you should thank my parents for their good education. Of course, you don’t need to be too polite, thank you in person can be avoided.”

"Although I don't deny that everyone has their own value, if my value needs to be obtained by slandering others, then as a brave and righteous citizen, I will never stand idly by."

"Please, you, Xiang, Quan, Zhi, Long, Dao, sorry!" Xia Youyan looked at the boy in front of him and said every word.

Immediately, the guitarist who was with him tugged at the boy's sleeve, "Xiu Zhe, just apologize, this is gd."

"What's wrong with gd? Why should I apologize to him! I'm right! Don't you usually say the same?!"

A look of embarrassment appeared on the guitarist's face.

"You don't need to apologize to me, but you must apologize to my fans." Quan Zhilong finally spoke.

"Did I say something wrong? Aren't they crazy fans!"

No one saw clearly how Quan Zhilong made the move, the boy was already knocked to the ground with one punch.

The boy covered the corner of his mouth that had been injured for the second time, and stared at Quan Zhilong dumbfounded, "As a celebrity, how could you hit someone?!"

"I'm sorry, I have to protect my fans because I'm a celebrity. The VIPs in our family will be very unhappy to be called stupid by a waste like you who can't stand setbacks and failures."

Quan Zhilong's palm felt soft, he looked down, it turned out to be Xia Youyan's hand, and at this moment, he felt inexplicably warm.

"Everything Quan Zhilong owns is obtained by himself. If you have any dissatisfaction with the award he won, you can go to the awarding organization to report it. But you have done nothing, but you want to spit here. You Must be jealous. If you really hate him so much, why do you want to imitate his dressing style? The chain you wear around your neck should be a gift from a designer at Paris Fashion Week last year Right? It’s just that a fake is a fake, look at how the color has faded.”

After hearing Xia Youyan's words, the boy's face was very pale, but he still didn't let go, and continued to slander Quan Zhilong.

Xia Youyan was too lazy to continue arguing with him, and after saying "You are so pathetic and ridiculous", she dragged Quan Zhilong away.

The moonlight was just right, and the two of them were walking side by side on the University Road, their shadows were outlined on the ground, as well as... holding hands.

"How do you know that chain was given to me last year?"

"My mom brushes your ins every day, and once you post a picture, I will be assigned to France."

"It turned out to be like this."

The two were silent for a while, and Quan Zhilong suddenly said, "I withdraw my evaluation of you." Seeing Xia Youyan's beautiful eyes wide open, looking at her bewilderedly, he explained, "It means you' have nothing Special, it looks like an expensive Barbie doll in a beautiful dress, in the most dazzling position on the counter, in you, I don't see anything that attracts me'."

"You are very beautiful, and you are very attractive to me... So, I hope that I can establish a further relationship with you."

It took Xia Youyan a long time to recover her voice, and it was only when she opened her mouth that her throat felt a little uncomfortable, "If it's because of just now..."

"You know not."

Quan Zhilong took Xia Youyan's shoulders and brought the two of them face to face, "That cake was not given to me by someone else, I bought it specially. I found out very early on that the name I taught you to write was my own, but I didn't Tell you, because I hope, you can write my name countless times, and then remember it in your heart. You draw portraits for tops, but only without me, do you know how lost I am? Do you think I will So free, can I spare a whole day to be your tour guide and take you around? If I want to clarify our relationship, do you think it will be very difficult? Xia Yuyan, don’t you understand why these things happened? ?”

"I care about you very much. Xia Youyan, I already like you."

Although this is not the first time someone has confessed, it feels very different from the previous confessions.

There are people who are more straightforward, more romantic, and more incredible than him.But Quan Zhilong at this moment reminded her of that indulgent, decadent man who finally cried loudly on the streets of London. He was obviously not in the same state, but he had an inexplicable sense of fit.

So is this the real him now?Just like that night, people laughed wantonly in front of them, but the queen cried so sadly.

Xia Youyan, admit it, you feel sorry for him.

Whether it was a night in London a long time ago, or just now when others were slandering him, you feel sorry for him, don't you?

What does it mean to feel bad?

"I think," just as Xia Youyan mustered up his courage, Quan Zhilong's cell phone rang, which seemed particularly abrupt on the quiet university road.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief by coincidence, Quan Zhilong was worried that Xia Youyan would reject him, and Xia Yuyan felt that it was really shy to confess.

"You answer the phone, I'll go buy a drink." Xia Youyan hurried to the drink shop on the side of the road.

Quan Zhilong picked up the phone, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Since the confession incident that day, Xia Youyan has not seen Quan Zhilong for more than half a month. Although there is still contact between the two of them, they have tacitly never mentioned that matter.

"Summer, do you plan to draw any new works recently? Dad can be your model~" Xia Youyan's father Peter is a professional model, and he maintains a very good figure.Although he is 40 years old now, he is still a handsome man, with a tall figure and a cute childlike face. Even now, when he goes out with his daughter, he is still mistaken for a young man in his 20s.

"Father, I never draw men. It's okay to draw a portrait, but if it's a work, it's fine." Xia Youyan took the plate from Ms. Annie, placed it on the table, and declined the old man's invitation. Dad's proposal.

"Baby, doesn't my father have privileges? Baby, did you get stimulated when you went to the body drawing class, so you didn't draw men?"

Xia Youyan made a "stop" gesture, "Dad, I still have to eat, don't remind me of those disgusting things."