I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

Cen Xiao didn't think that sending out the invitation card with pink pearlescent paper inlaid with gold edging would make it look more dignified.

He just felt that their face might be gone forever.

Looking at the indescribable pink pearlescent paper on the coffee table, Cen Xiao squeezed the center of his brows with a headache, and warned: "If you want to send it, you will."

The implication is: If you dare to use this, you will lose face.

As a result, Fu Zhun didn't get the slightest hint of his vicious subtext, and he really thought Cen Xiao asked him to post it.

Then he sent it.

The operation is also very strange.

It's been a while since I said that.

Because Cen Xiao is about to quit the circle, he needs a buffer period to deal with many remaining problems.

Fu Zhun also wanted to hold a grand and important wedding after he settled down, so he has been handling it with Cen Xiao.

By the time Cen Xiao remembered the pink pearlescent paper, it was already an accident several months later.

Because Cen Xiao has a good relationship with a certain director of Maozhao TV, he was booked a long time ago to attend their TV's New Year's Eve party.

However, now Cen Xiao doesn't want to delay the matter of retiring from the circle for too long, he just wants to make a quick decision.

So the New Year's Eve party at the end of the year probably won't be able to go.

But the guests have already been booked, and the show also needs rehearsal time, so it would be too unkind to let the TV station find another person temporarily.

After thinking about it, Cen Xiao decided to handle the matter well by himself.

Because it was a solo performance, Cen Xiao originally wanted to find Chu Yue, but Chu Yue had already signed with another station, and the time was too tight to make it.

So Cen Xiao thought of a certain "student" he once had.

Before he participated in "In the Mood for Love 101" as a program instructor, he indeed discovered many players with excellent singing and dancing skills.

Everyone has to respectfully call him Mr. Cen, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are students.

Cen Xiao thought for a while about the lead singers in the group, and finally fixed his eyes on Jiang Suinian, the C position at that time.

Jiang Suinian, who was an amateur before participating in the show, won the first place by one vote. He was sticky and entangled with No.2 Lu Shenhao. He chased him for a long time, and finally squeezed out so A C bit.

It's not easy either.

But this kind of last-minute anti-killing plot is not uncommon.

The strangest thing is that the brokerage company he and Lu Shenhao stayed with seems to have closed down.

The number he called turned out to be empty.

Listening to the cold mechanical female voice on the phone, Cen Xiao didn't know what life these two students were living.

After a moment of silence, he decided to visit their so-called "company" himself.

No one might believe it.

That company is actually hidden in the mysterious sunset red apartment for the elderly.

Those who didn't know thought it was some hidden criminal organization.

After he made an unbelievable trip according to the address, he was kicked away again like a football: "The two of them are not here, you can go to their workplace to look for them."

God damn a work unit.

Cen Xiao froze the corners of his mouth, and patiently asked about the "work unit", that is, the location where a certain makeup photo was taken, and went there with Sun Zuoqiao.

Who would have thought that this circle is so small that he could meet Fu Zhun here...

Car.

The location where Sun Zuoqiao parked was, as it were, next to Fu Zhun's very eye-catching wine red sports car.

That car, if you look around the whole of Huadu, you probably won't be able to find another one.

Cen Xiao could tell at a glance that this was Fu Zhun's car.

Thinking of his students who seem to have been on the cover of cutting-edge fashion magazines, it is estimated that Fu Zhun and them also know each other, maybe quite acquainted.

Otherwise, in his capacity, he would never have accepted such a job.

He stared at the familiar license plate number for a long time, then turned his head and left.

When he was halfway there, he called Fu Zhun directly: "What are you up to?"

"Huh? Brother, I'm not busy right now." Fu Zhun's voice sounded quite leisurely.

He seemed to be in a dressing room or something, and Cen Xiao could vaguely hear words like "Where's the brow powder? Where's the brow powder?"

Just chatting for a few words, I don't know who offended Fu Zhun, or deliberately made trouble, suddenly there was a cheap and familiar voice on the phone: "Fu Zhun, you call without even wearing clothes. , are you ashamed?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

Cen Xiao: "?"

Cen Xiao froze for a moment, and heard that it seemed to be Lu Shenhao's voice.

His voice was quite loud, not only the people on both sides of the phone fell silent, but also the whole dressing room fell silent.

The embarrassment began to spread steadily around them until it filled the entire dressing room.

It also spread to Cen Xiao along the phone.

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao asked incredulously, "What are you doing?"

"No," Fu Zhun felt a little headache, eager to prove his innocence: "How about I play a video for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zuoqiao, who was walking in front of him, opened the door of the dressing room.

Before Cen Xiao could react, he was still talking: "No need, I have something else to do, I'll go back..."

"--Say."

Cen Xiao's voice stopped abruptly.

He and Fu Zhun stood by the door, their eyes wide open, looking at each other speechlessly.

Sun Zuoqiao on the side didn't expect that Fu Zhun would be in the dressing room, he thought he should be in the studio.

After being stunned for two seconds, he subconsciously called out, "Brother?"

Fu Zhun came back to his senses, the expression on his face changed from astonishment to surprise: "Come to see me?"

Cen Xiao paused, glanced at him, and ruthlessly shattered his dream: "No, I'm here to find Jiang Suinian."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Jiang Suinian: "Huh?"

The eyes of the surroundings swept over one after another, as if they were searching for some ulterior secret.

Especially Fu Zhun, whose gaze was so cold that it could smoke.

But Cen Xiao was still thinking about business, so he just glanced at him and didn't say much.

Just like that, with Fu Zhun's cold gaze, he led people out the door.

On the way to the lounge, he chatted casually with Jiang Suinian: "What is Mr. Fu here for?"

"He," Jiang Suinian seemed hesitant to speak when he mentioned Fu Zhun.

After thinking for a long time, he finally figured out his business, and replied solemnly: "Come to take a photo of the makeup."

Cen Xiao: "..."

He didn't think it would be that simple.

Sure enough, as soon as he thought of this, Jiang Suinian continued: "By the way, let me show off your wedding invitation."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Speaking of which, Jiang Suinian was also puzzled. Except for their names, the time and place were not written in the invitation.

I don't even know where to invite people.

Obviously, Cen Xiao himself also had this question.

As one of the people who are about to get married, he doesn't even know the time and place.

As a result, Fu Zhun is now sending out his invitations with pink bubbles.

"As for the invitation," Cen Xiao paused, twitching the corner of his mouth uncomfortably, as if he didn't quite understand: "Didn't the time and place not be decided yet?"

"Yes." Jiang Suinian also felt very speechless when he mentioned this matter: "He asked us to fill it out by ourselves."

Cen Xiao: "???"

According to Jiang Suinian, at that time Fu Zhun mercifully gave what he thought was a very reasonable explanation——

"My brother and I are getting married, but we haven't decided on a time and place yet, so I just want to spoil you first."

Hearing his magical speech, everyone in the dressing room was silent for a long time.

In the end, Lu Shenhao, who was not afraid of death, issued a torture from the depths of his soul: "Is there something wrong with you?"

He threw the two invitation cards on the table, and angrily accused Fu Zhun: "You two didn't decide anything, and you called people here to participate?"

"No?" Fu Zhun didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, and spoke confidently: "I will send you the time and place at that time, can you fill it in yourself?"

Lu Shenhao: "..."

He raised a stiff yet polite smile: "May I ask, are you in such a hurry that you won't live to get married?"

At this moment, Jiang Suinian was recounting Fu Zhun's confusing operation verbatim, and complained to Cen Xiao: "You may not believe it, he is really in a hurry."

"..."

"Looks like she won't live to get married."

"..."

For a moment, Cen Xiao felt that his head was buzzing, and he was throbbing with pain.

Especially now that he is still facing his younger generation, he feels that he has lost all face.

It seemed that the character set that had been carefully shaped for decades was kicked over by Fu Zhun at this moment, and it collapsed.

Fu Zhun rubbed his face on the ground.

Cen Xiao suddenly had a heart attack.

He closed his eyes in despair, he felt that it would be impossible not to let Fu Zhun suffer a little bit today.

So he briefly told Jiang Suinian the reason for coming here today, and then he was going to settle the score with Fu Zhun.

Unexpectedly, before he could find him, Fu Zhun came to his door.

Cen Xiao and Jiang Suinian finished talking and were about to go out, but when the door opened, a person rushed in——

Sun Zuoqiao directly saluted them, kneeling on the ground like a little eunuch who made a mistake.

"What are you doing?" Cen Xiao froze for a moment, then reached out to help him up.

Sun Zuoqiao rubbed his knees, said with a bitter face, "No, it's not me who wants to be here, it's them..."

He just turned around to testify against the two culprits, only to find that there was no one in the corridor.

Fortunately, Cen Xiao and Jiang Suinian had piercing eyes, and they guessed who the person at the door was almost instantly.

Cen Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth with a sneer, and waved his hands: "It's okay, let's go back."

"Ah? Isn't Teacher Fu still working here? We won't wait for him?" Sun Zuoqiao scratched his head, a little confused.

However, Cen Xiao just "hummed" very coldly, and continued: "Wait a fart, let him roll back by himself."

Sun Zuoqiao: "..."

How do I get back here?

He pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow Cen Xiao away in a daze.

And Fu who fled didn't even know what he was about to face.

By the time he realized that he was really going to go back, it was night.

After running away in the afternoon, he was afraid of being beaten by Cen Xiao, so he just left him a message, asking him to wait for him in the lounge and go to dinner together at night.

He felt that after one afternoon, Cen Xiao should calm down.

But when Fu Zhun passed by the lounge just now, he didn't see Cen Xiao, and thought he got in the car early.

At this moment, he still didn't know what Cen Xiao was doing. He didn't vaguely realize that something was wrong until the phone was hung up before it was connected.

He sent a message to Cen Xiao while walking, and pressed the car key without looking up.

As a result, I didn't hear the sound of my car like before.

He paused, looked up——

My original parking space was empty.

Fu Zhun stayed where he was for a moment.

At that moment, he felt that he had encountered a difficult problem in life, and his mind went blank for a short time.

What followed was a full screen of barrage——

It's over, my fiancé absconded with a luxury car.