Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The subordinates stared dumbfounded at the incredible scene in front of them, and finally reacted after several seconds.

They rushed forward together and pulled the young man who was still waving his fists off his boss.

Zuo Yan coughed twice, and finally straightened up.

He looked very embarrassed, the original straight suit on his body was rubbed and crumpled, the neckline was torn, two buttons were missing, and there were two blood marks on his neck.

Zuo Yan raised his hand to wipe the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, and gasped for breath.

The young man struggled amidst the tugging of the crowd, and seemed to want to jump over and continue the atrocities just now.

His strength was astonishing, three or four people couldn't stop him, and almost everyone received several punches and kicks, grinning their teeth and complaining in their hearts.

Zuo Yan straightened his messy collar, his face was cold and hard, and his aggressive face was gloomy, as if the nobility and cruelty oozing from his bones made people subconsciously feel terrified.

But the eye sockets that had begun to turn slightly blue destroyed his innate majesty.

Zuo Yan walked up to the young man who was held firmly by three or four people.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "What's your name?"

The young man who had calmed down just now suddenly became manic again. He kicked as soon as he raised his foot. If Zuo Yan hadn't dodged in time, he might have been kicked hard again.

"—my name? my name?"

His eyeballs are burning like fire:

"You ask me again and again, and you will forget everything next time. How do you know each other better? Know your size!"

The subordinate's eyes became subtle.

——Oh, it turned out that the boss's peach blossom debt came to the door.

Zuo Yan: "..."

Would you believe me if I said this was the first time I met this man?

Gexiu took two heavy breaths, and the alcohol that had been suppressed by anger just surged up again, and after the strenuous exercise, the blood flowed to the whole body with the intense flow,

He blinked slowly, the expression on his face became dazed, and his whole body slid downward with some unsteadiness.

Zuo Yan rubbed his temples with some headaches, and ordered to his subordinates: "Open any room and put him in."

Gosho yawned.

He blinked sleepily, as if he still wanted to stand up with his own strength, but he couldn't help moving his head bit by bit, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting dark blue shadows on his face.

The anger and aggression just now were replaced, and he looked a little obedient.

The steaming heat made his cheeks red, and spread along his fair neck to the depths of his collar, and even his two jade-white ears were pale pink.

Zuo Yan's fingertips moved slightly.

The subordinate drove Ge Xiu to turn around and wanted to leave, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by the man's calm voice: "Wait."

Zuo Yan changed his mind and walked over: "I'll see him off."

The subordinates exchanged a knowing expression——

Oh!

Zuo Yan: "..."

He glanced coldly at these bold subordinates, and after the other party lowered their heads in silence, he took the drunk young man away from their hands, and walked forward with half arms and half arms.

Before taking a few steps, a subordinate's cautious voice came from behind:

"Um...sir, do you need to make an appointment with a psychiatrist? If you have suicidal tendencies..."

Zuo Yan's back froze, his voice was as cold as ever, but somehow there was something like gnashing of teeth:

"unnecessary."

·

Although the young man is tall and has long legs, he is very light in weight. Zuo Yan has been preventing him from getting violent again, but he was quiet all the way as if he had fallen asleep. Moving, he almost thought that the other party had passed out.

This place itself is his property, so it's no problem to find a room casually.

But when Zuo Yan stopped, he realized belatedly that he had brought him to the door of his exclusive suite.

It is too late to ask someone to send a new room card now.

Zuo Yan hesitated for a second before giving up the idea, and led the person directly into the room.

The youth was thrown onto the bed.

His body bounced slightly on the soft mattress, his long hands and feet spread out in a logical way, making his shoulders wider and waist thinner, and his figure more superior.

Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't know what was fascinated by him, and he sent him to his own exclusive suite by accident, it was simply unbelievable.

But... I don't know why, but this one seems familiar?

Zuo Yan stood by the window with a deep and unpredictable expression, looking down at the strange young man lying on the bed.

He was wearing a close-fitting thin shirt with a large neckline, and he could see the clear line of half of his chest and collarbone. His waistline was outlined, and his trousers were very low, hanging loosely on his protruding hip bones. He could reveal half of his white skin with any movement. waist.

It looks pure and lustful, with a deliberate show-off.

The young man's eyes were closed peacefully, his lips dyed bright red were slightly opened, and the faint fruity scent of wine spread in the closed space with his breath, his cheeks were still red, It looks hot and delicate under the light, and the cheeks are covered with a layer of light fluff, showing a brilliant light golden color under the light.

His facial features are indeed familiar.

Zuo Yan was slightly taken aback, the news he saw on the entertainment news section a few days ago flashed through his mind.

It seems to be a little star named Lu Nan.

Full of black history, it seems that he still owes a large debt, and the whole network abuses him, and he has nowhere to go.

The reason why he walked alone in the corridor tonight and smelled of strong alcohol seems to be beyond debate.

Zuo Yan frowned calmly.

A strange sense of irritability raged in his heart, which made him unable to control himself to produce a tyrannical desire for destruction, as if only in this way could he vent the anger trapped in his body.

At this moment, the young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

His eyelids are half-opened, and the long and dense eyelashes are lingeringly covering the dark and translucent eyes. There is a light water color in the eyeballs, like broken starlight being crushed in the bottom of the eyes. Light.

Zuo Yan's heart skipped a beat.

The irritability just now miraculously dissipated.

He bent down and asked in a gentle voice that he didn't realize: "What do you want?"

Ge Xiu blinked slowly, and the next second, he turned over and lay down by the window, and began to vomit violently:

"vomit--"

Zuo Yan: "..."

He stared at his soiled trousers and shoes with a complicated expression.

——So what was he obsessed with?

·

When Gexiu woke up, he only felt a splitting headache.

The dazzling sunlight streamed in from the half-covered curtains, making his eyes hurt, and his temples throbbed, as if several sledgehammers had hit his nerves fiercely with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Ge Xiu groaned uncomfortably, and slowly rolled up from the bed.

In front of him was an extremely luxurious suite, which was clean and tidy, and there was no one else there except him.

Ge Xiu put his hand on his forehead, trying to recall what he did last night.

He remembered... he drank a glass of wine according to the mission prompt, broke that idiot's finger, and then came to the corridor...

And then...then...what did he do?

Ge Xiu vaguely remembered... he seemed to... hit someone?

But the specific content seems to be stuck somewhere in my mind, no matter how I think about it, I just can't remember it.

With a low curse, he fell back onto the bed again.

Gexiu knew that he was a little violent when his consciousness was blurred, but he probably didn't lose control of his body last night. Otherwise, he might not be able to beat one or two people, but he didn't remember anything... Could it be that I have different reactions to different wines?

He raised his hand to press his aching forehead.

The moment he raised his hand, the phone in his pocket fell out, and the screen on it lit up.

Gexiu did remember that he answered a phone call last night.

He picked up the phone, flipped through the information left on it, basically all came from a man named Zhao Cheng, according to the memory of the original owner, it should be his manager...

Ge Xiu spent two seconds sorting out the new vocabulary that came to his mind.

From celebrities, artists, managers, brokerage companies, to trending searches, Weibo... Basically, they are fields that he has never touched before.

And judging from the electronic products he has come into contact with now, the technological level of this world may not be too high.

After simply defining the current world, Gexiu continued to browse through the dense information in front of him. His eyes automatically filtered the insults and threats of foul language, and then focused on the topmost schedule reminder. .

...Starting into the group?

At this moment, the familiar electronic voice sounded in his ear again:

"Please criminal No. 7098 accept the second task in this world: complete the shooting of the first scene."

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows calmly - the second mission?

He glanced at the time above, the audition was still half an hour away, but according to the memory of the original owner, the above address was more than 20 minutes away from here.

Ge Xiu stood up and walked out quickly.

The door was closed, and the luxurious suite became empty again.

He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and he looked wrinkled, his hair was a bit messy, and there were wounds and bruises on his face and neck from yesterday's fight.

In the bushes outside the gate, the lens of the flash lighted up subtly, flashing past like sunlight reflected by a mirror.

Ge Xiu hurried out of the gate, raised his hand to stop the car in the way he remembered, bent down and got in.

·

Under the temptation of double the price, the driver arrived at the set in less than 10 minutes at a fast speed.

There was a lot of people on the set, and under the studio, countless group performers in various costumes and staff pushing large photographic equipment ran around.

Ge Xiu quickly walked into the studio.

The structure inside was complicated and rugged, and after pushing and pushing for a long time, he finally found the location of the episode that he participated in in the corner of the film and television city.

It looked shabby and crude here, occupying less than half the area of ​​the other crews.

As soon as Gexiu came over, he was stopped by a person who seemed to be a staff member:

"Why are you here? Hurry up, go change your clothes!"

This is a low-quality web drama with a low production cost. The plot is clichéd and bloody, and Lu Nan's role in it is the third male, a gentle and jade-like spare tire character, which is simply a cliché in a cliché.

After changing the low-quality costumes, the makeup artist roughly smeared his face, and Ge Xiu was immediately pushed to the front of the stage.

Under the bright lighting and camera, Ge Xiu's face was stiff.

... How does he know what acting is!

After dryly speaking the first line, the director yelled "Kah!"

He stared at Gexiu in disbelief, and asked, "You just say the lines when you say the lines, what are you looking at when you look at the camera?"

Ge Xiu: "...it moves all the time."

"..." The director took a deep breath: "It's the camera! Of course it moves! Do you understand that actors can't look at the camera when they're acting?"

Ge Xiu nodded sincerely: "Understood."

"start!"

In less than a minute, the second "card!" sounded without any suspense.

The director broke down a bit: "I told you not to look at the camera, not to turn your back to the camera! You are an actor! At least show your fucking face!"

The author has something to say: Ge Xiu, a quick time travel hero who can't act