Master Jin is as sweet as honey

Zheng Jian was furious, and dragged Bai Shuning all the way to the Land Rover, using forceful means to push him into the co-pilot regardless.

He slammed the car door hard and drove a road, but he couldn't calm down.

Zheng Jian took out his mobile phone and made a call while driving. After getting through, he cursed: "What kind of ghosts are there in your company? Every day, you don't want to sing and act well, you just hug your thighs for support, and fight with people everywhere. What are you doing? ? Palace scheming!"

Jiang Sheng, who was flirting with his little lover in the office, was stunned by the scolding, and asked confusedly, "What happened?"

Bai Shuning saw that he was driving fast and driving with one hand, so he patted his shoulder worriedly.

With just one shot, something happened.

Zheng Jian frowned and yelled at him: "What are you shooting!"

Bai Shuning sat with his legs spread apart, holding vegetables in his hands in the space between them.His face was indifferent, as if nothing had happened: "Be careful."

"It's safe enough! Watch out for your sister! Worry about others when you have time, worry about yourself!" Zheng Jian finished yelling at Bai Shuning, and continued to yell at Jiang Sheng, "I don't even look at what I am, how dare I bully my Xiaobai, My Xiaobai is a treasure, and your whole family is so blind!"

Although these words were yelled at himself, Jiang Sheng knew that the person Zheng Jian scolded was not himself.His hands continued to touch and touch the little model's long, well-proportioned legs, and the sound became more and more strange.

my home?noob?Is it a treasure?

Fuck, what rhythm is this?

Jiang Sheng paused while eating the tofu, and was about to ask Zheng Jian if he had fallen in love with Bai Shuning, but before he opened his mouth, he heard the sound of a busy line.

Jiang Sheng wasn't the only one who was equally surprised. Bai Shuning listened to Zheng Jian cursing, and finally heard Zheng Jian say that he was a treasure.

Bai Shuning was stunned. He had heard similar words 12 years ago.

Zheng Jian drove the Land Rover on a rampage all the way. Where there were few people and no speed limit, the yards jumped up. Where there were many people, he consciously obeyed the traffic laws and drove in a well-behaved manner. He just frowned and kept beating The fingers on the steering wheel showed impatience.

The young man was so drunk that he passed out, and would rather push the cart back than drink and drive.Bai Shuning thought of this incident, and held back the words to remind him to be safe again.

The Land Rover circled around on the road, and finally arrived at the destination. Zheng Jian gave a smart sweep and parked the car firmly.

"Get out of the car." Zheng Jian, who jumped out of the car cleanly, also gave Bai Shuning a chic back.

Bai Shuning looked at the signboard, it was a KTV, he said with a bad face, "No."

Now, Zheng Jian's voice was still full of anger: "If you are told to go, you must go!"

Bai Shuning shook the dish in his hand and said, "It's time for dinner, and the meal hasn't been cooked yet. Let's go back and eat when we're full."

He used a roundabout tactic, knowing that Zheng Jian was greedy, and tried to escape to KTV in this way.

For the second-generation ancestor Zheng Xiao who is waiting to die, eating is the most important thing, but the current matter is even more important than eating.How many times in your life can you find that you have a treasure by your side?

With all his strength, Zheng Jian stopped talking to Bai Shuning, took the food from his hand and threw it on the car, grabbed his hand, and dragged him away.

Open the most luxurious VIP box with the best sound effects and environment, and order a lot of crackling songs.Zheng Jian completed it in one go, picked up the microphone and threw it to Bai Shuning, and said domineeringly, "Sing for me!"

Bai Shuning refused: "I won't sing."

With two eyebrows raised, Zheng Jian flew up obliquely, and Zheng Jian, who was wide-eyed, slapped the marble-topped coffee table in the box: "I am the gold master, and you can sing if you are asked! Immediately! Immediately! Speed!"

The gold master showed his power, but Bai Shuning was helpless, let alone singing, even if Zheng Jian told him to fuck off, he had to obediently fuck off.

Picking up the microphone, the familiar and distant prelude was played on the stereo, and then I looked at the next song, the next song, the next song... all songs from rainbow's debut that year.

Bai Shuning was stunned for a long time, then dropped the microphone: "Don't sing!"

It's a good thing to change.

Zheng Jian stared: "I am the gold master, sing!"

"You are the money maker and I don't want to sing!" Everyone has a bottom line, and rainbow is the line that Bai Shu would rather not touch, "It's okay to sell ass, but not to sing." The angry person can't control his mouth , He used Zhang Rui's scolding words to humiliate himself.

"Who the hell is interested in your ass!" Zheng Jian escaped a notebook from his pocket and threw it in his face, "Why don't you write all these things?"

Pieces of paper in the notebook were flying all over the sky like snowflakes, Bai Shuning picked up one, glanced at it, and was blown away: "Why are you flipping through other people's things casually!"

"I'll turn around, what's the matter, I'll take care of you, your things are mine." Bai Shuning was speechless when Zheng Jian saw him, he chose the way to be taken care of, and the current situation is He made it.A sense of humiliation swept over him. He clenched his fists and hung on his sides. His body trembled slightly. Zheng Jianquan pretended not to see it, and took out the aura that Father Zheng taught him to teach Bai Shuning, "You have written so many songs for so many years. , can’t let others hear that you are aggrieved or not?”

"So what can I do if I'm aggrieved?" The bottom line was touched again and again, Bai Shuning couldn't hold back anymore, stood up abruptly, and poured out the words that had been hidden in his heart for ten years, "Back then I It’s just that I don’t want to be taken care of by a rich man like you, that’s why I ended up like this. I don’t want to give in, I work hard to create, but what have I got in exchange? I’ve worked hard for so many years, and now I’ve learned how to behave. It’s a guarantee. You see how good it is. I’ve already posted an announcement. Anyway, after the last few years, I won’t suffer anymore. You rich people don’t treat artists like us as human beings at all, but as playthings! I’m working hard You are fulfilling my dream, but you are playing with our dreams at will! You were the one back then, and so are you! You are all the same, you are scum!"

Bai Shuning had never talked so much with Zheng Jian, and Zheng Jian, who was used to his indifference and reticence, was instantly stunned.Seeing that the other party was gasping for breath after finishing speaking, he quickly poured a glass of water for him to breathe.

Bai Shuning drank it all in one gulp, feeling somewhat regretful when he met Zheng Jian's softened gaze.

Zheng Jian has never done anything bad to him since he was taken care of, and just now he defended himself, saying that he is a treasure.Now I just force him to sing a few old songs, but he says he is a scum.Bai Shuning, who had calmed down, knew better than anyone else that Zheng Jian was different from those people back then.

Seeing that he was silent, Zheng Jian pulled someone to sit down, turned down the sound of the music, looked at him poking his head and said, "Xiaobai, now I'm your benefactor, can you learn from other starlets and give me advice? Make a request, or else I'll feel like I didn't support you."

Zheng Jian's topic jumps up too fast, and his tone changes even faster than flipping through a book, Bai Shuning couldn't react to what he heard.

Zheng Jian grabbed Bai Shuning's hand with one hand, and gently stroked the back of his hand with the other: "Look, I also know some music. I've read your songs carefully, and they are very good. Really, I really like them. , shall I record a little single for you?"

Zheng Jian knows music, and Bai Shuning knew it more than a year ago.It's just... Which song is Zheng Jian singing now? Aren't they arguing?

After all, there is no new work in ten years, Zheng Jian is afraid that he will worry about the psychological gap if the song is not popular in ten years.The current recording industry itself is in a period of recession, and Bai Shuning has been out of breath for so long, it is normal to have this kind of worry.

Zheng Jian continued to caress the back of Bai Shuning's hand, and occasionally patted him lightly to comfort him: "Don't worry, there is me, there must be someone who wants it. If there is no one, if they don't understand music, we will listen to it at home without taking them along." listen."

Bai Shuning was completely dumbfounded, the development of the matter completely deviated from what he could understand.

In the dark and opaque box, the colorful lights flickered, blurring all the dreams that were set off.

Zheng Jian tilted his head and looked at him, his two big and round black eyeballs were like the two most dazzling obsidian, giving him a blingbling light.

Zheng Jian blinked, his long eyelashes flickered, he shook Bai Shuning's hand, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you okay?"

"Okay." Bai Shuning agreed with a mysterious nod.