Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

As far as the eye can see, they are all the rich and famous who are drunk with money. Wen Yan's black eyes slightly drooped, and the corners of his mouth that was still smiling unconsciously retracted. He held a glass of champagne still bubbling in his hand, as if he was stimulated , raised his head and drank it down.

"Xiao Yan?" Lin Chen walked over from nowhere, raised his hand to rub Wen Yan's black hair affectionately, and said softly, "Why don't you want to participate?"

His fingers were almost transparent by the bright lights, Wen Yan raised his head and looked at Lin Chen who was as usual, and answered slowly after a while: "It's okay, brother, you've worked hard. Accompany me to a wrap-up banquet, but was rejected Those old men are so entangled." After that, his brows and eyes were slightly bent, and his arms were slightly extended, and the waiter who passed by took another glass of champagne.

Seeing Wen Yan's skillful movements, Lin Chen frowned uncontrollably, and tapped Wen Yan's forehead with his fingers: "Drink less, or you will be told by the housekeeper if you go back later." of."

Hearing this reprimand, Wen Yan stuck out his tongue as cunningly as a little fox: "Don't worry, I brought my assistant here today. Just wait and send me back to my apartment."

"By the way, my mother asked you to come to my house for dinner next week, do you have time?" His eyes blinked, shining like stars.

Lin Chen stared at the smiling Wen Yan, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his fingers inadvertently touched the earrings on Wen Yan's earlobe, and smiled softly: "Yes. By the way, when did you buy your earrings? It seems that you Didn't you have it when you joined the crew last time?"

"Really?" Wen Yan looked away guiltily, shaking the wine glass in his hand with his knuckle fingers, constantly looking for someone who could save his life.

In the end, Wen Yan was able to find him. As soon as Lin Chen's assistant looked up, he saw Wen Yan, the little ancestor, winking with him, and understood that he was about to go out again.He walked to Lin Chen's side at an unhurried pace, and interrupted their conversation by pretending he didn't know anything.

"Mr. Lin, there are still a few investors over there who want to talk to you about the follow-up cooperation." His words were neither humble nor overbearing, but his eyes were firm.Even if Lin Chen didn't want to go there anymore, he could only obediently leave Wen Yan's side.

Just before leaving, his gaze stayed on the black diamond for a moment before leaving this rather quiet place.

After finally escaping from Lin Chen's supervision, Wen Yan raised his head again and planned to suffocate the whole glass of champagne in one gulp.It's not that he's a good drinker, it's just that he has troubles and really doesn't know what else to do besides drinking.

He is not Wen Yan.

Or to put it another way, he is not the original gentleness of this world.Such a rare event in a thousand years, such as transmigrating a book, fell on his head with such shit luck. Thinking of the crying little white lotus in the book, Wen Yan felt goosebumps on his skin.

It's not that he has any prejudice against weaker boys, it's just that he is arrogant and arrogant, probably not many people with normal brains like it.However, Xiao Bailian is the protagonist. As a cannon fodder who has not appeared in ten chapters, what else can he do besides obediently give way?

Thinking of this, Wen Yan's expression changed slightly. He looked at the waiter not far away from him, and was about to walk over to get another glass of champagne, but before he got it, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Wen Yan raised his eyes that still smelled of alcohol and looked at the person who grabbed his wrist, his not very bright mind remembered who this person was as if some skill had been lit.

It's not that Wen Yan has seen it before, but the raised eyebrows and the charming corners of the lips are really impressive.I remember that he was poisoned by that novel at the time. Apart from the white lotus, the one who impressed him the most was probably this domineering president who threw money at the slightest disagreement.

After all, if this domineering president were to be placed in the real world, it would be in his circle.It must be a brain damage, or the kind that can't be cured.

"Kid, don't drink so much." Wen Yan's pupils reflected Sheng Fan's sharp facial features and playful smile.

Wen Yan twisted his wrist vigorously, but still couldn't break free.He took a deep breath to ensure that he would not lose his demeanor, and then he said seriously, word by word: "I am not young anymore." He is really not young anymore, he is already 22 years old, and he has long since disassociated himself from being called a child.

Hearing the very serious tone, Sheng Fan couldn't help but smile lowly.He looked at Wen Yan's constantly struggling wrist, and rarely let go of his hand kindly: "Can you tell me your name? Maybe we will have communication in the future."

Those who can come to this venue are either investors or starlets.Looking at the earrings on Wen Yan's earlobe and those pampered hands, Sheng Fan probably guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

Wen Yan raised his eyelids a little, his eyelashes fluttering in the light trembled for a moment, his fingers were still very persistent to get the glass of champagne, his expression was indifferent: "I don't think it's necessary." The wine glass collided with the wine glass lightly, making a crisp sound , took a sip of wine with her pale pink lips.

"As a celebrity, if you don't have the resources to make a living in the entertainment industry, you're afraid it will be difficult for you?" Wen Yan's shoulders sank, and when he turned his head, he saw the pair of big hands that were involuntarily resting on his shoulders, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Then you know that I don't have resources?" The pale golden wine swayed gently with the movement of the wrist, and Wen Yan's eyes, as plain as lake water, clearly depicted the splashing hops.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Fan in front of him couldn't help showing a chuckle, Wen Yan's eyes moved to the corner of his raised mouth, and his wrists became more and more forceful.At first, Wen Yan thought that he still couldn't break free, but his wrist was suddenly released.

A few fingerprints were left on the white wrist, and Wen Yan's eyes became colder and colder.He raised his head, nodded slightly to Sheng Fan who looked very frivolous in front of him, and left the place without looking back.

Wen Yan found a quieter corner again, with his slender body leaning against the pale painted wall, his face resembling an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was quietly looking ahead, his eyes unwavering.

He originally thought that he could stay here until the filming was over, but the director of the film made a surprise visit.

Director Li smiled like a bodhisattva, and put his hand on Wen Yan's shoulder affectionately: "Young Master Wen, I'm afraid this year's best actor will fall into your hands again."

"No way, Brother Bai Xi and the others have a great chance of winning." Wen Yan raised the corners of his mouth, lazily inserting his fingers into his pockets, with an unpredictable expression.

"That's true, but Young Master Wen is really young and promising. If you want to make any movies in the future, please remember to consider me." Director Li laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. You must know that although Wen Yan's films are all well-received and unpopular literary films, But there are many awards every year.

In addition, at the age of 20, he successfully won the Best Actor Award, which can be said to be a real blessing from God.

The two of them chatted casually in the corner, Wen Yan turned sideways and rubbed his aching temples with his hands, and was about to consider how to see off the guests, when he suddenly felt like someone was staring at him.

Like a prey being targeted by a cold-blooded animal, Wen Yan always had a creepy feeling.

Sheng Fan's eyes quickly found Wen Yan who was in the corner, staring at the hands on his shoulders, his brows were drawn together: "Who is that person?"

The wine glass pointed to the sloping edge, which happened to be where Wen Yan was standing.

The corner of the mouth of the assistant who was following him twitched: "Wen Yan, actor."

"No wonder you don't need other people's resources." Sheng Fan couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard the word "Actor King", his eyes shot at the natural clothes hanger like an X-ray, and finally stopped at what looked very thin like a piece of clothing. A waist that can be grasped.

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