Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Difficulty breathing.

Feeling the other party's silence, Chu Jingran retracted his pale fingertips, and bowed as if he were still a student under the other party's name.

"That incident at the beginning... I was impulsive, because...you were my last hope at that time, so...I was..." So excited.

It was my last chance, my last chance, and yet, even though I fought for it with all my might, I still lost it.

Choking and taking a deep breath, Chu Jingran closed his eyes and suppressed the hopelessness of coming back that lingered in the depths of his memory, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry for bringing you so many unnecessary troubles over the past year. trouble."

A simple sentence of apology, like thunder, stunned the middle-aged professor for nearly five seconds.

Really stunned.

He has been Ying Chufei's mentor for more than two years, compared to other people, he knows more clearly the pride and aloofness mixed with inferiority and narcissism in Ying Chufei's bones.

During school, no matter what happened, no matter whether it was right or wrong, he had never seen the other party bow his head to anyone, even at the beginning.

But he never thought that after more than a year, the other party would solemnly apologize for that incident.

In that matter, who is the beneficiary and who is the victim, he, a bystander, sees it most clearly.

He would give up on the other party, partly because of external factors, such as the scandal, or the internal pressure exerted by Tianyu, but more because of Ying Chufei's character.

Suitable for being an ordinary person, but not suitable for mixing in the entertainment industry.

A person who is too sensitive and proud, but does not have the background and proud capital to match him, is destined to be eaten up in that circle where there is no chance of success.

however……

Looking at the young man who turned around and walked out step by step, thinking about the simple word of sorry just now, the middle-aged professor felt for the first time that the trough in life may be another kind of growth and tempering for this person.

Unscrewing the door of the office, Chu Jingran was just about to go out when he suddenly heard a plausible sentence behind him.

"Ying Chufei, when you stand in front of the mirror, can you tell which one is the real person and which one is the shadow?"

Pausing his footsteps, closing his eyes, Chu Jingran said, "From the beginning to the end, I have always been very clear that I am standing outside the mirror."

After hearing this reply, the professor's eyes were a little complicated, but he didn't say another word, and let the other party leave.

Slowly moving his eyes from the closed door to another invitation letter on the desk, he said to himself: "You know it, but he can't tell it apart..."

Holding the invitation letter and exiting the office, Chu Jingran squinted his beautiful eyes in the corridor, recalling what the other party said just now, and whispered: 【Mirror, shadow, heh. 】

Seeing Chu Jingran's smile, No. 520 couldn't help but said: [Host, what kind of charades are you two playing? 】

[I just wanted to ask tentatively, to see if he would tell me who was behind the scandal. 】

[Pornographic incident? 】

【Um. 】

[Did the host tell you the answer? 】

【He already told me, the mirror...】

Mirror?I know Jing Jing, could the mirror be Jing Jing's distant relative? No. 520 Ten Faces Confused.jpg

Ignoring the bewildered No. 520, Chu Jingran raised the invitation letter in front of his eyes and opened it.

The brilliant sunlight from the sky sprinkled on the gold-plated invitation letter, and a round circle of light slid around it, exaggerating the majesty and holiness.

With parted lips, Chu Jingran spat out the location of the reception in the invitation letter.

"The private estate of Jovitus."

222. Unspoken rules from the president 9

Jovites Private Estate

He handed over the invitation letter in his hand to the black-clothed waiter in front of the gate. After the other party checked it, he bowed his side to get out of the way, and raised his hand to push open the brown elm solid wooden door.

Behind the door, the celebrity murals that almost gathered the entire entertainment circle, symbolizing luxury and elegance, slowly spread in Chu Jingran's pupils until they filled the entire eyelids.

In front of the door, Chu Jingran, who was dressed in formal attire and had a glamorous demeanor, walked in calmly amidst a lot of upright or obscure scrutiny.

The time for the reception has not yet arrived, but there are already figures floating in the entire venue. If you glance at it casually, you will see the familiar smiling faces in front of the silver screen talking with famous directors. The magnificent blur is reflected between the intertwined cups.

Taking a glass of champagne casually, Chu Jingran secretly observed the surrounding environment by bowing his head to taste the wine.

Tianyu's main venue is huge, but it doesn't show off at all. The grand furnishings and layout and the extremely elegant details instantly add a lot of points to this reception.

At this moment, it is very pleasing to the eyes and mind to cooperate with the slight smoke in the air at this moment and the violin music filling the entire hall.

Observing this, Chu Jingran, who has not actually met the supreme leader