who do you want me to replace

"My future cash cow is here, and the next one will definitely win."

Looking at his fox-like eyes, Jiang Yu knew the man's thoughts, smiled and shook his head: "Don't pick things up, okay?"

He didn't know if there was any conflict between Liu Xinyuan and Wen Feixun, or if they just didn't like each other, but as long as the flames of war didn't burn on him, it would be fine.

"Xiao Liuer, what are you doing? Are you provoking Fei Xun again? Be careful that he beats you up."

Jiang Yu followed the voice and looked over, and suddenly felt his eyes light up.

He has also seen many stunning female artists in the entertainment circle, but none of them are like this one, who is three points charming and seven points sassy, ​​with elegant and natural gestures, as calm as flowing clouds and flowing water, but he feels a little like Wen Feixun .

"Sister Chunhua, don't worry, I'm too lazy to beat him up." Wen Feixun said, waited for someone to approach, and then introduced to Jiang Yu: "This is the eldest sister of the Liu family. Just call me Sister Chunhua."

"Hello, Sister Liu." Wen Jianan greeted obediently with a head from behind.

"Don't just call me Cheng Chunhua, Jia Nan is good," Liu Chunhua said with a smile, his eyes swept over him and Wen Feixun strangely: "Jiang Yu, right? I've seen your movie, you two came together ?”

Liu Xinyuan interjected from the side: "I invited him, he is your brother's future cash cow."

"Oh? Jiang Yu wants to sign with your company?"

"You haven't written your horoscope yet, so don't spread rumors. Besides, I brought the person here. When will you get rid of your habit of running trains?" Wen Feixun said coldly.

Jiang Yu glanced at Liu Chunhua, she still didn't change her face, and even nodded: "It's because I didn't hit much when I was young, and Xiao Liuer has a thick skin, so I don't remember to hit."

He suddenly chuckled, noticed Liu Chunhua's eyes, and explained with a smile: "I just think that after hearing the name 'Xiao Liu'er twice, I really feel that it suits Mr. Liu quite well."

"That's not."

"It's also called President Liu." Liu Xinyuan draped his shoulders in a casual manner, "Do you have a problem with not remembering your name?"

Before the arm was warmed up, Wen Feixun ruthlessly tore it off and pulled him away: "Is there anything worth remembering the name, save your brain to memorize the lines."

The strength on his elbow couldn't allow him to refuse, Jiang Yu smiled apologetically at Liu Chunhua: "Let's go there for a stroll first, excuse me, Miss Chunhua."

"Go ahead, leave us alone."

This in itself was a relatively casual gathering, and the people who came basically knew each other, and some, like Jiang Yu, followed others, but because he was brought by Wen Feixun, and he was very familiar with Liu Xinyuan, so It's more eye-catching.

Jiang Yu didn't feel uncomfortable when Ruoyou Ruowu looked at him with all kinds of eyes. After four or five years as an artist, he was used to this kind of eyes.

"where to?"

Wen Feixun was leading him upstairs: "Look at the room."

Jiang Yu was slightly stunned, then frowned: "Are we going to live here tonight? But I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"I live here, didn't I tell you?" Wen Feixun's face was light, and he didn't seem surprised at all, "There are new things for washing, you can wear mine, I brought a lot."

"...All right, anyway, I bought the plane ticket the day after tomorrow."

"Air ticket? Isn't your work over?"

"A ticket to go home during the Spring Festival, I'm not a native of Beicheng."

There was an elevator in the house, but Wen Feixun took him up the stairs. After walking two floors thoughtfully, away from the noise on the first floor, the surroundings gradually became quiet.

Wen Feixun glanced at him: "You have nothing to ask?"

"Ask what?" Jiang Yu looked at each other calmly, thought for a while, and said, "Ask about your relationship with Liu Xinyuan?"

Wen Feixun lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes concealed the emotion in his eyes: "Yes."

"What's the point?" Jiang Yu smiled, "It's just an awkward friendship. I heard that you have known each other since you were young, and you grew up playing together. This kind of relationship is not strange."

"Not friends." Wen Feixun said suddenly.

"Huh?" Even though Wen Feixun's tone was not the same as usual, Jiang Yu immediately recognized the seriousness and sharpness in his words.

"Not friends," Wen Feixun repeated in a low voice, paused for a while, and said slowly: "You seem to be neither curious nor concerned about the people and things around me, and you don't want to know anything about them."

"...No," Jiang Yu met his eyes and smiled lightly, "I just think there's no need to ask too much about such trivial matters. Didn't I talk to you about your family last time?"

Besides, in Jiang Yu's view, the relationship between them is destined to not last long, and there is really no need to know these things too deeply.

Wen Feixun was silent for a while, looked at him deeply, and said: "Our two families have been in contact since my grandfather's generation. Liu Chunhua is five years older than me. She is more mature and smarter than us since she was a child. She is also good to me. I would like to call her A sister, but his real brother..."

"He liked to rob things since he was a child, and if he couldn't grab them, he would roll around in front of adults. If others had them, he would only want to buy them. He couldn't buy exactly the same ones. He insisted on the ones in other people's hands. I never regarded him as my own. friends, and never will."

"That's it."

It sounds meaningful, but Jiang Yu doesn't take it too seriously. As far as he is concerned, which company he will go to in the future is the result of his own considerations. There is no place where he will be 'robbed'. He is a normal person with sound thinking and personality, not a toy that can only be scrambled by children. Unless it is a desperate situation, he will not trap himself in a passive situation.

"What about you? Have you been robbed by him? How did you solve it?" He was suddenly curious.

Wen Feixun relaxed his body, leaned against the wall, and said with a sneer: "Yes, but I hit him once for grabbing, and I hit again after he complained, and my dad punished me after I knelt down and hit Chunhua again." My sister has to take him back and tell him not to provoke me again."

Jiang Yu already had that picture in his mind, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's wild enough, it's indeed something you can do, haha."

Wen Feixun looked at the smile on his face, his eyes gradually darkened, and even the sneering upward arc of the corners of his mouth just now was slowly flattened, staring straight at him expressionlessly, the temperament around him became very quiet, like The beast lurking in the dark, holding its breath, waited for the prey to enter its hunting range.

Jiang Yu's smile faded away. Looking at him with such eyes, he suddenly felt that he was in a dangerous wilderness, and this person was not a wild cat or dog. If he had to say it, he was like a wolf with sharp fangs. , the kind that sees blood in one mouthful.

He felt his pulse speeding up, raised his eyebrows, approached Wen Feixun, and said teasingly: "Want to kiss?"

Suddenly thinking of the corridor with a different style from before, he put his palm into Wen Feixun's trouser pocket and fumbled for two seconds: "It's a pity that there are no cigarettes."

"Hiss! Did you mean it?" Wen Feixun's voice was hoarse, and he squeezed his hand and pulled it out.

"Huh? No." He categorically denied it, but the sarcasm in his eyes was completely exposed.

Wen Feixun snorted: "If you don't have it, you don't have it. You are similar to Yan."

In the corridor strewn with steel bars, the chest was getting closer and closer. Jiang Yu sniffed the hotter and hotter breath, and asked Wen Feixun against the corner of his mouth: "It's like smoke? So weird? Then you tell me who I am cigarette?"

Bite your sharp teeth: "Mint cigarettes."

The author says:

Different species cannot fall in love! ! !