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The big stars who had finished their performances were arranged to dine at the main table. They did not sit with today's target, Little Black, but sat a few seats away from Little Black, almost facing him, which made them look up You can see each other.

Even though the performance just now won the applause of the audience, Wu Xin still seemed a little uninterested. The popular star who was dubbed "cold" by the outside world has willful power, which was also allowed by He Wenxuan to a certain extent. Little Blake is not a man who likes too eagerly, the more difficult to get the more he can arouse his interest.

Wu Xin's task tonight is very simple, to make a stunning appearance, and to maintain his aloofness.

Half of the indifference is pretending, and the other half is real. As a man whom He Hongxue has taken a liking to since his debut, Wu Xin has enough fantasies. In these years, He Hongxue spent money and resources to praise him, and did not let him accompany him. Other men had done any intimate things, which made this somewhat ecstatic star naively think that he was unique in He Hongxue's heart.

Until today, until Mrs. Peony appeared in front of him and told him the purpose of coming to C city in a straightforward and serious manner.

All the innocent and beautiful fantasies were smashed into pieces by the cruel and serious reality. He thought he was unique and special, but now it seems that these are just Wu Xin's unilateral self-righteousness, but he has no right to refuse. Not to mention the chance to be willful, Mrs. Peony's words quickly sobered him from his arrogance to the point where he almost forgot his own identity.

He Hongxue can easily praise him to heaven, or send him to hell in the next second. A worthless person cannot stay by He Hongxue's side, and now is the time for Wu Xin to show his worth.

Compromise after loss, anger, despair, and helplessness?

Maybe both.

Looking up at Little Black who was sitting opposite, Wu Xin unexpectedly found that the other party didn't pay attention to him. This silver-haired man who was also handsome and even slightly evil was looking at the dimly lit stage with interest. , The originally repulsive and desperate mood was swallowed by a beast called "jealousy and hatred" in an instant.

He followed everyone's gaze towards the stage where he had shown his charming demeanor just now. The lights gradually turned on, and the enchanting red was ignited behind a man like a flame in the black curtain, and the figure of the man gradually revealed In the psychedelic light and shadow, he opened his mouth for the first time.

The moment he opened his mouth, the deep and magnetic voice painted a wine-red color called "Psychedelic" on the black.

【Red, like a rose willful ending】

【Red, like the blood dripping from the lips, resentment】

The sleeves of the black shirt were rolled up to reveal half of the arm, and the slender and clean fingers were wrapped under the collar, and the first button and the second button were unbuttoned...

Your eyes are uncontrollably attracted by those fingers, and the looming whiteness revealed when you unbuttoned the black shirt makes you dream about, but the damn lazy movement stops abruptly when you are attracted, as uncomfortable as scratching your heart and liver .

How can an old song with a long charm be shown without rich experience and emotion?The voice is seductive and deep, and the man under the psychedelic red light moves very little, and his appearance is restrained, but he presents a seductive temptation like restraint.

Seeing flowers in the mist looming, close in front of the eyes but unable to hold them tightly, until the end has disappeared in the quiet night, it seems that it still has not been able to wake up from the temptation of abstinence, or is unwilling to let it go. open.

The notes had stopped, and the man standing on the stage seemed to have not woken up from the singing or some kind of atmosphere. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep peacefully.

He Wenxuan stood up, before he took a step, someone suddenly strode towards the stage, and when he saw the young man with a cold face, He Wenxuan froze for a moment.

"Wenhan?"

In the blink of an eye, He Wenhan, who suddenly appeared, ran onto the stage, grabbed Ming Chen's wrist, and half dragged and dragged him out of the hall. He came and left very quickly.

"Sorry, excuse me for a while." The frown was fleeting, and He Wenxuan, who was always elegant and calm, smiled and apologized, and then followed out.

Wu Xin looked at He Wenxuan's back, and then at Little Blake who was staring at He Wenxuan's back with a funny face. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and walked slowly to the seat in front of He Wenxuan and sat down.

"Mr. Black, are you interested in making a deal?"