solitary bet

The three of them were quite polite at first.

"Please."

"You come first."

"I'm not hungry, you come first."

……

Once the wine was on the table, everything changed.Of course not everything has changed, the main reason is that Gu Yuze has changed.

"I want potatoes! Potatoes! Qin Feng, don't grab them!"

"The hairy belly is mine, Chen Guangrong, put down your chopsticks!"

"Aren't you overwhelmed by eating so much? You have such a small body." Chen Guangrong was a little dumbfounded.

"Don't... don't worry, they Sichuan-Chongqing people have another stomach dedicated to eating hot pot." Qin Feng's cheeks flushed a little, he didn't speak very well, and his alcohol began to get hot.

Chen Guangrong looked at Gu Yuze and shook his head helplessly.

"Chen Guangrong, don't shake your head." Gu Yuze frowned, stretched out his hands to hold Chen Guangrong's face, and shook it twice: "You have to nod. Too many people shook their heads at me, you can't!"

Before Chen Guangrong had time to answer, Gu Yuze began to talk about his bitter past on his own.

"When I was just a little famous, I sang other people's songs. Fans of the original sang came to scold us for gaining popularity, saying that I sang badly. Later we sang our own songs, and everyone said our songs were nursery rhymes. Sing mouthwatering songs. Now I sing my own original songs, and everyone starts to say that I am not capable enough, and I can’t sing well because I can’t write songs well.”

Gu Yuze ate a mouthful of duck intestines, but didn't notice the sesame oil on his lips, so he continued to complain.

"In fact, I also have self-knowledge. The songs I write are the best within my ability. Except for fans who help to hit the charts, passers-by rarely listen to them. Everyone knows that I am an idol, but they don't know that I am a singer. It may be me. It's not good enough." Gu Yuze laughed at himself after speaking.

Chen Guangrong handed him a tissue.

"I didn't cry. I'm very happy and content! If I'm not good enough, I will continue to learn. Who am I afraid of when I'm young?" Gu Yuze poked his chest with chopsticks confidently.

Chen Guangrong had no choice but to stand up and bend down to help Gu Yuze wipe the oil from the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, yes, you are young, and you are not afraid of anyone! But in music, you are talented. All you need is systematic study." Although Qin Feng was a little drunk, his words were good.

This is one of the things that Gu Yuze has been worrying about recently. Systematic learning means staying away from the public's sight, and the popularity and nationality accumulated in the past few years will be weakened a lot.This is also the reason why many Korean male artists do not want to serve in the military when their careers are good; it is also the same reason why many artists at the peak of their careers suddenly end up ugly after being hidden.He understands the truth, but he still can't choose.The songs he sang when he was a child were not all just hype. He liked and respected these singers, and hoped that one day he would be like them, and his songs could be heard all over the world.

He wants to learn music, wait until the contract expires, wait until everything is settled, wait... wait for an opportunity.

"Why don't you prepare to study abroad? Many music schools abroad are great!" Chen Guangrong scooped up the shrimp slippery from the hot pot and sent it to Gu Yuze's bowl, and made a suggestion by the way.

"That's right! Why don't I go abroad?" Gu Yuze's eyes lit up, he patted his forehead and praised himself: "This clever little brain! That's it!"

"Are you going to abandon me? Little Yuyu~" After a few words, Qin Feng became even more drunk.

"It's okay, when I come back from my studies, I'll take you to carry the audience." Gu Yuze became more and more excited as he spoke, and the second soul began to burn.

The waiter passing by the door pursed his mouth: "Such a handsome little boy is so bad at playing games, why should he study? As a waiter, I can become God of War in minutes."

The next day Gu Yuze woke up and found himself in the hotel, he sat up suddenly and thought about last night, but couldn't think of anything.Forget it, it must be the assistant of the unlucky silly brother who opened the room and brought them here.

"Brother Volcano! Brother Volcano!"

Gu Yuze called out the door twice, but no one answered him.Forget it and leave him alone, Gu Yuze went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash his hair.

After Gu Yuze finished taking a shower, he heard movement outside the door.

"Brother Huohan, you go early in the morning...why is it you?" Gu Yuze was stunned, and Chen Guangrong was setting breakfast and bowls and chopsticks in the living room.So it was Chen Guangrong's room?Gu Yuze quickly fastened the belt of the bathrobe, luckily I was wearing a bathrobe!

"This is my residence in Beijing, why can't it be me?" Chen Guangrong smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "Come and have breakfast, the spicy chaoshou I bought specially, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Gu Yuze didn't think much about it. There's nothing else to think about at the moment, and it's useless to think about it. The fact that I was in the same room with Chen Guangrong last night has already happened, and it's too late to be happy!Don't want to, eat and eat.

"last night……"

"Nothing happened to us last night, so shut up." Gu Yuze interrupted Chen Guangrong as soon as he picked up a topic at the dinner table.

"This morning..."

"Nothing happened this morning, I didn't eat or sleep." Gu Yuze interrupted again.

Chen Guangrong smiled and stared straight at Gu Yuze. His hair was wet, he was not wearing a shirt in his bathrobe, his slender neck and beautiful collarbone were completely exposed, and his ribs on both sides could be seen faintly.Gu Yuze also felt that he was too thin. He was born not to gain weight. Many colleagues envied him, especially Brother Huan. Every time they had dinner together, Brother Huan would grit his teeth and watch him eat.

"It's so delicious! Where did you buy it?" Gu Yuze has been living in Beijing since he started working, and he rarely has the chance to go home. He hasn't eaten such authentic chaoshou for a long time.

"You like to eat, I will bring it to you often in the future." Chen Guangrong smiled and refused to tell him the specific address.

"Okay, then will you come to Beijing more often in the future?" Chang Dai meant that we would meet each other often in the future, and Gu Yuze was very satisfied.

"It depends on whether you are willing to give me a job opportunity."

That's right, in the future, I can just find Chen Guangrong for all my shoots, and there will be many more opportunities to meet. Gu Yuze is also very satisfied with his own thoughts: "Leave it to me!"

"thank you boss!"

Recently, the media circle has complained about Gu Yuze. Gu Yuze has to appoint a photographer every time he shoots.The fashion editors who heard this request whispered: "Does this photographer have anything to do with Gu Yuze?" More and more people became suspicious, and finally it reached Xige's ears.

"I think he's pretty good." Xi Ge inadvertently mentioned something in the car running for the announcement.

"Well, it's pretty good." Gu Yuze was a little sleepy, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Yeah, the last time Ambulance was filmed so seriously, it was a fashion blockbuster."

Gu Yuze nodded in approval.

"And now, as long as he shoots you, the price will be directly halved."

"What?" Gu Yuze wasn't calm. What if I agreed to give him a job?How did he condescend to take pictures for me! : "Why cut it in half? Wouldn't it be good to make more money?"

Xi Ge pretended to slap Gu Yuze on the head hard, "He is so expensive, do you think all the media have so much budget? It was because of your face that he agreed to a lower price. He recently photographed other domestic artists at the original price, Not a single point less."

"Then my face is worth a lot of money! Next time I go to weigh it, I can retire early if I buy it all." Gu Yuze was complacent, and he didn't mind Xige beating him, and he slumped on the seat with his legs crossed .