The seductive beauty of the king of the net

更新时间2013-1-1715:20:51字数：3013

"Sure enough, Mr. Bupo can't understand the helplessness of love!" To point out the main point, Yan Zhizi gently shook his head and looked towards Inoue.

Inoue clasped his arms around his chest, and couldn't help but tsk-tsk: "This, that's going to be replaced!"

Yanzhizi smiled slightly, and his red eyes showed burning confidence: "You don't mind listening to my song!"

"Huh?" Inoue smiled playfully, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

In a flash, he walked to the front of the electronic piano, adjusted the chords, Yanzhizi clicked the beat with his chin, and Qingyue's piano sounded: "Black, white, red, yellow, purple, green, blue, gray, yours and me His, hers, big, small, round, flat..." (Balloon—Xu Zhepei) Poignant and sad emotions permeated the entire recording studio, Yan Zhizi's face showed a touch of sadness, and he jumped between his fingers, repeating The accompaniment of the song is sad, and the sound of the piano is like a balloon, which makes people elusive, and the low voice of Yanzhizi reveals the silence in the song just right.The sound of Ding Dong's zither passed through the ears of several people like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the smooth song without the slightest pause clearly showed that Yan Zhizi came prepared.

After listening to the song, Inoue patted his palms a few times, then tilted his head with a playful smile: "That's right, that's it!"

Yan Zhizi smiled lightly, without much surprise or joy.She nodded, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.Yan Zhizi said goodbye and left, but she didn't expect that her outstanding manager told her good news just after she left the door.

"Recently, a very popular anime was changed to a real person. I just met the director, and I helped you get the leading actress."

"Youth idols?" Yan Zhizi looked at Ren Zu hesitantly, as if he was not particularly happy, Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a hint of confusion.

"Yes." Ren Zu nodded, knowing the problem in Yan Zhizi's heart, he curled his lips close to Yan Zhizi's ear and said, "At your age, you need idol dramas to increase your popularity among young people."

"Youth?" Yan Zhizi murmured, with a hint of confusion in his tone, and then his eyes regained clarity, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "So I'm still a teenager!" With a sigh, his face was full of unnatural maturity. gas.

Shinozu smiled lightly and patted Yanzhizi's shoulder: "How is it? Balloon has already been filmed halfway, so it's time to find another one to act in! Besides, this show is a weekend theater, and only one episode is filmed per week. idle."

Yan Zhizi nodded slightly, his red eyes glowed softly: "You are the manager, you can decide."

Renzu pursed his lips and asked again: "Did you go to listen to the theme song of the balloon just now?"

Yan Zhizi raised her eyebrows, with a mysterious smile on her face, but her eyes couldn't hide her joy, and the glamorous light flowed in her phoenix eyes: "no!" She raised her finger and shook it gently: "I It's the theme song for the balloons."

Renzu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that he pushed his glasses to cover the light in his eyes: "It looks like I'm going to release an album for you."

Yan Zhizi frowned slightly, and her red lips pursed slightly: "Let's put this matter on hold for now, and release a single first. After all, I want to concentrate on acting first, and I will talk about the album after my acting skills are recognized."

"fair enough."

"Crimson Sakura!" The shout behind them recalled the sight of the two of them.

Yanzhizi smiled slightly when he saw the person coming: "It's really rare, Mr. Bupo called me by my name."

Bupo tilted his head sideways, leaning against the wall, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Yan Zhizi: "The song just now is good, if you are interested, please cooperate with me!"

Yan Zhizi took a few steps forward: "What do you mean?"

Bupo stood up straight with his hands folded around his chest, his eyes fell on his agate-like eyes: "What do you think about collaborating on an album?"

Yan Zhizi raised the corners of her lips and raised her chin with one hand: "Well, if I have time, I will think about it."

Bupo suddenly put his upper body close to Yanzhizi's ear and whispered, "I seem to be interested in you, what should I do?"

Yanzhizi smiled faintly, looked sideways at Bupo's side face: "I know, but that has nothing to do with me."

The unbroken pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face. After standing up straight, he shrugged: "Think carefully, I'll wait for your answer."

"Ah." Yanzhizi responded lightly.

Ren Zu and Yan Zhizi left quickly, behind him, Bupo's face was somewhat complicated, golden bangs hanging in front of his eyes covered his long and narrow eyes, and the black leather jacket on his body revealed a dull light.

This day was the release ceremony of Yan Zhizi's first movie "A-Level Mission".Yan Zhizi is wearing a champagne gold evening dress, and beside her is Tsuruga Ren in a black suit. Yan Zhizi, who is stepping on high heels, looks very harmonious beside the tall Tsuruga, because they match their height very well.

Holding Tsuruga's arm, Yan Zhizi and Tsuruga smiled and looked at the reporters below. The distance between the two of them was impeccable.But the reporter needed to find out the breaking point after all, so he began to challenge Yan Zhizi: "Excuse me, Miss Feiying, did you use any special methods when you were suddenly selected as the heroine of this play?"

Yanzhizi smiled slightly: "Yeah? Don't you think I'm suitable for this role? I was accidentally picked by Mr. Fen from the agency. It happened that the director was urging me, and I just happened to be this type of girl." .”

"Then, isn't Ms. Fei Ying afraid of being stereotyped because of this drama, or being considered bad acting?"

"So, the next film I'm going to do is a crossover. You must have heard that it's "Balloon" directed by Inoue." Yan Zhizi was still smiling, neither tepid nor impatient, with a calm and relaxed look , It's not like a rookie who has just debuted for a few months.Tsuruga looked at Yanzhizi from the corner of his eye, and seeing her like this, Tsuruga's brown eyes flashed inquiry and puzzlement.

Yanzhizi seemed to have noticed Tsuruga's gaze, and said with a teasing smile: "Ah, Senior Tsuruga will be upset if everyone ignores him like this!"

"Mr. Tsuruga, how much do you think the box office of this movie can reach?" The obviously more normal question made Yan Zhizi want to roll his eyes.

"..."

The successive questions returned to normal, and the movie started to play. Yan Zhizi, who was sitting in the front row of the auditorium, looked at himself on the screen and couldn't help but smile knowingly, but Tsuruga became more and more puzzled. What is the reason for so many strange feelings in my heart? The flame on the screen looks more and more beautiful. From the perspective of the play, it is a completely different feeling from the screen. This feeling is more distant but makes Dun He couldn't help but recall the quiet fragrance of roses on Yan Zhizi's body during the set, the soft texture of her red lips, and her fiery breath...Suddenly Tsuruga's body tensed up suddenly, and his body couldn't help but recall that night The memory, the memory that only belongs to the body, there are only some trivial fragments in the mind, but the body has recorded an intoxicating night.

Yan Zhizi leaned on the soft back of the chair, relaxing her body that had just straightened up. She found herself a little uncomfortable, which was rare for her, maybe it was because of having sex with a colleague!Yan Zhizi thought about it, but hesitated a bit, wouldn't it be good to treat that night as a one-night stand?Looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that he has no memory of that night at all, but it seems too inappropriate for him to be so embarrassed.She pursed her lips, and the vermilion lips were moistened, which made Lian's throat tight, who had been peeking at Yan Zhizi, and an inexplicable fire came to her heart.

Tsuruga loosened his tie, and the rubbing sound of the clothes made Yanzhizi turn her head, and she asked politely in a low voice, "Mr. Tsuruga was also exhausted just now!"

Tsuruga didn't make a sound, just nodded slightly, and then moved his face to the screen uncomfortably.Looking at the other person's straight nose line and perfectly curved lips under the light of the screen, Yan Zhizi's eyes flickered for a moment, and it really was Tsuruga Ren who was called the perfect man!

For some reason, Tsuruga turned his head suddenly, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you have time to talk together?"

Yanzhizi's vermilion lips parted slightly, a difference flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly: "Yes."

Tsuruga breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to look at the screen. The hand on the armrest kept tapping his index finger. The rhythm was neither too fast nor too slow, but in keeping with the beat of the soundtrack in the play.

Yan Zhizi lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, thinking of thousands of reasons, and finally glanced at Tsuruga before continuing to look at the familiar scene on the screen.

A movie ended soon. After the two said goodbye to each other, Tsuruga made one of the secret agent gestures in the play to Yanzhizi. Yanzhizi smiled, reminding me?So he returned an ok gesture, turned and left.

Renzu saw the small movements of the two, and surprise flashed across his dark blue eyes.He frowned, smiled again, and walked quickly to Yan Zhizi: "Your charm is boundless!"

Yan Zhizi raised his willow eyebrows, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Didn't you already experience this?"

Shaking his head helplessly, he laughed and said, "You are so impolite!"

"Do I need to be polite to you?"

"Forget it, in order to celebrate your premiere, I'll treat you to dinner." Ninja put his hands in his trouser pockets, and with a flick of his head, he shook off the bangs on his forehead.

Yanzhizi patted Ren Zuzu's shoulder, his tone was ambiguous, his red eyes were soft, and his small red lips had a seductive luster: "If you want to ask me out, just tell me!"

Renzu opened the car door: "Okay, since that's the case, you go home and cook for me!"

Yan Zhizi squinted his phoenix eyes, and squinted at his feet: "Didn't you invite me to eat?"

Renzu let go of the steering wheel and let Yan Zhizi look at the hands used to play tennis and violin: "Then, do you want me to do it?"

Yanzhizi stared at the long and slender hands of Renzu, and sighed: "Really, it looks like hands that haven't been stained with oily smoke."

Relentlessly took off his glasses, with a rascal and loose expression on his expression: "Didn't Confucius say that a gentleman cooks far away from the kitchen? So, I can only ask my wife to do it for me."

While talking, the two had arrived at Renzu's garage, and after seeing clearly that there were no paparazzi, they got out of the car with peace of mind.

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