The pan male god pans behind Bai Yueguang's younger brother

Xinrui Entertainment, the dance classroom on the third floor just ended a farce.

Eighteenth-line rookie Jiang Chen angrily yells at Duan Zihao, a popular fried chicken, and beats the up-and-coming "Xiao Fu Mingyi" to nothing, and directly judges whore.

The students in the same period were all wise and safe, and consciously stayed one meter away from Jiang Chen to show that they had drawn a clear line with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled and continued dancing.

Jiang Chen is tall and has long legs, a handsome face and a thin waist.

There is a strong rhythm under the feet, and the swing of the waist is full of strength.

The light reflected on the red diamond earring on the left ear, making the whole person seem to be glowing.

But what about glowing?

His bad temper is even more rampant than his wanton face, if he doesn't change it and shines, he won't be able to illuminate his star path.

Manager Li Wei stood at the door of the dance classroom for a while, and when the song was over, he greeted with a dark face: "Jiang Chen!"

Jiang Chen casually wiped the sweat off his inch-long golden hair, picked up the black jacket he had thrown against the wall, and walked to the door with long legs: "Brother Li."

The contemporaries in the dance classroom glanced at the door one after another, gloating and eager to try in their eyes.

Li Wei glanced at the dance classroom with a sullen face, turned around and walked to the elevator.

Jiang Chen put on a jacket while walking, and inadvertently saw a man coming out of the elevator with his hands stuck in his sleeves for a long time without reaching in, until the figure of the man disappeared in the depths of the corridor, Jiang Chen slowly put on the jacket .

His delay, of course, led to resentment.

When we reached the eighth floor, the door of agent Li Wei's office was closed, and Li Wei pointed at Jiang Chen and cursed: "Did you drink too much porridge in the morning, leaving water in your brain? Huh? You are so lucky to grab the chance to make your debut, but if the chance falls on you, you will give me a fucking job! Let me ask you, who is Duan Zihao selling to set up your ass? You think you are What about the Pacific Police? The management is really barren and wide!"

Jiang Chen leaned against the doorway wall expressionlessly, while Ren Liwei was babbling there, all he could think about was the man he had just glanced at.

Li Wei had enough scolding, took a cigarette in his mouth, and asked, "Why?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and said frankly, "I don't like him."

Li Wei laughed angrily: "You are a trainee who has not debuted, what right do you have to find that Duan Zihao is not pleasing to your eyes?"

A guy who sells ass dares to sell "Xiao Fu Mingyi" character design, of course he can find him disliked.

However, Jiang Chen didn't want people to know his thoughts on Fu Mingyi, so he said in a very high-sounding manner: "Flow has nothing to do with personality. If he can be bitch, I can be bitch."

"Okay! You're awesome! Think you have a CEO father!" Li Wei got up, slammed the door and left.

Jiang Chen knew that Li Wei had gone to the top floor to determine his life and death, so he simply lay down on the sofa in Li Wei's office and started playing mobile games.

When Li Wei came back from the top floor, the whole room was filled with the sound of pea shooters shooting iron zombies.

So personal!

Li Wei lit a cigarette, smoked most of it at Jiang Chen, finally gritted his teeth and gave up on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen is a good seed, but it is too difficult to control.What he needs is an obedient and sensible artist who will go to the international film industry according to the path he planned.

The trump card in the palm has the training method of the trump card, and the training method of giving up also has the training method of giving up.

Watching Jiang Chen finish the round with a cigarette in his mouth, Li Wei said hard-heartedly: "There is a dinner party tonight, you should prepare it."

Jiang Chen frowned, reluctantly: "No!"

Li Wei sneered: "No way."

He hasn't made his debut yet, so going to the dinner party is nothing more than being a toy to be picked by others, exchanging his body for resources.

Jiang Chen made up his mind not to go, but changed his mind after seeing the invitation - Fu Mingyi would also go to the dinner party of the young master of Gongyang's family.

There are too many fucking little whores in the circle, even if his male god has always been aloof and clean, he is not sure if he will fall for some little bitch.

He has to watch.

So, Jiang Chen said blankly, "Oh.", and the matter was settled.

The young master of the Gongyang family is a well-known player in the circle, playing with jade articles and starlets.

These two things are always present at his dinner parties.

Because of Fu Ming's intention at night, Jiang Chen went to dye his hair for a hairstyle.

The short golden hair was dyed milk tea color by him - Fu Mingyi once blew himself up in a talk show, his favorite ideal hair color is milk tea color.

The 21-year-old young man is in the best time of his life. The youth has left the scene, and the collagen on his face is still at its peak. He has the charm of an adult without losing the youthful atmosphere.

Looking at the mirror, Jiang Chen sorted out the wine-red three-piece suit for the last time, raised his eyebrows, and in the mirror was a dazzling flaming red lotus, which would definitely overwhelm those whores who covet Fu Mingyi.

Dinner starts at 19:00 in the evening.

Jiang Chen took the invitation card and changed it for a white angel brooch at the door, pinning it on his chest, and entered the private banquet hall on the top floor of Sega on time.

Jiang Chen's eyebrows are flamboyant, intense, and dazzlingly handsome.

As soon as he came in, countless eyes focused on him.

Fu Mingyi was no exception.

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on the boy downstairs, and took a sip of his wine slowly.

Gong Yangtao followed Fu Mingyi's line of sight and whistled immediately: "Excellent!"

President Yu of Xinrui patted the ass of Qi Minghui, the first brother of Xinrui, took the goblet and shook it lightly, smirking: "This is a strong horse, it must be strong enough!"

Gongyang Tao moved his mind, and beckoned the waiter to send Jiang Chen a room card.

Jiang Chen didn't answer the room card.

Jiang Chen circled around the first floor, failed to find Fu Mingyi, looked up at the anti-peeping glass upstairs, found a corner with a wide view, and started eating dessert with a wine glass.

The room card was returned, but Gong Yangtao didn't care about it, he always paid attention to what you like and what you want.

Mr. Yu smiled and urged Fu Mingyi: "Master Fu! It's a pity that such a good field is cheaper than others."

Fu Mingyi shook his head: "Ugly refusal."

Gong Yangtao laughed and scolded: "Fuck off! People want to look good, they want legs to have legs, they want ass to have ass, how ugly is it?"

Fu Mingyi squinted at Gong Yangtao: "The hair is ugly, the color is simply unbearable."

Looking at the screen of the phone, Jiang Chen straightened his specially done hair, waiting boredly for Fu Mingyi to appear.

He had already rejected five room cards, but Fu Mingyi still didn't show up.

Gong Yangtao looked upstairs for a while, and finally understood: "This kid came here with a purpose, either to find someone, or to catch someone."

Qi Minghui smiled: "Jiang Chen's vision is very high, and idlers can't catch his eyes."

Gong Yangtao raised his eyebrows with great interest, and tugged at Fu Mingyi, who was lazily leaning beside him drinking: "Come on, old Fu, let's go down and meet this fierce horse."

Fu Mingyi didn't want to go, sat and refused to move: "I won't go."

Gongyangtao refused to let him go: "If you don't go, hurry up!"

Fu Ming couldn't resist him, picked up the devil brooch on the table and fastened it to his chest, Shi Shiran got up: "Angels are in hell, and devils are in the world."

Mr. Yu pointed to the downstairs and said, "How do you know that it's not the paradise in the hearts of the angels?"

"Maybe." Fu Mingyi shrugged and followed Gongyangtao downstairs.

Fu Mingyi and Gong Yangtao are both tall and long-legged, with a full height of 1.9 meters.

One is an international film king who sits firmly on the altar with countless high-quality resources in his hands, and the other is a well-known financial master who is generous in the circle.

As soon as they came down, they naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

Jiang Chen finished eating a piece of brownie slowly, and looked up at Fu Mingyi who was already surrounded by the crowd.

Fu Mingyi has handsome features and a good figure, from the flawless face to the eight-pack abs, every point of handsomeness is on the tip of Jiang Chen's heart, making his legs weak.

Throughout the night, Jiang Chen ignored the room cards handed over by other "devils", and kept his eyes on Fu Mingyi, watching him coldly reject other "angels", watching him chatting and laughing with other demons with ease while holding a goblet.

As the luxurious banquet drew to a close, Gong Yangtao clinked glasses with Fu Mingyi: "That fierce horse has been watching you all night, what's the matter? Send you a room card?"

Fu Mingyi took a sip of the wine gracefully with the aloof fan in front of the crowd, and said lazily, "Fuck off, we won't make an appointment!"

Gong Yangtao shrugged his shoulders and didn't force him. Fu Mingyi is very principled. Although he often hangs out with them, he's pretty clean. He's never seen him sleep with anyone.

After Gongyangtao left, another little star touched him.This little star looks pure and pleasant, but there is a show in his bones.

Fu Mingyi looked down at him using his clumsy acting skills to play his ideal type in the talk show—pure and lovely, obedient and obedient, preferably with long milk-brown hair.

Shit, he likes wild ones!

Jiang Chen didn't know that his male god would talk nonsense to hundreds of millions of fans on talk shows.

Seeing the little bitch who fits the male god's ideal type everywhere, slamming into the male god's side, Jiang Chen couldn't sit still, and directly put down the fifth brownie, which was half eaten, and held it by his hand without moving all night After taking a sip of the red wine, he stepped between the little bitch and the male god with his long legs.

A teetotaler who takes a big sip of red wine is especially easy to get caught up in, and it can be especially embarrassing.Jiang Chen stared at the little bitch and blinked, and said nonsense expressionlessly: "Brother Fu has already asked me out."

The little bitch is in the same company as Jiang Chen, and is an [-]th line who has already debuted.

Self-confident that it was all sold by a company, he glanced at Fu Mingyi, and boldly said directly: "Master Fu is so fierce, maybe he wants to ask me out at the same time?"

Jiang Chen suddenly rolled his eyes: "Dirty."

"Ah!"

Fu Mingyi withdrew his gaze from wandering on Jiang Chenzhong's third road without a trace, put his hands on Jiang Chen's shoulders and gently moved back, forming a half-hugging posture that was close to each other, and looked indifferently at the little star who wanted to have a threesome with him.

Seeing this gesture, Xiao Xingxing gave a sneer, and walked away in despair.

Fu Mingyi was half a head taller than Jiang Chen, lowered his head slightly, and pressed his lips against Jiang Chen's blushing ears: "I asked you out? Huh?"

Jiang Chen was directly blushed by the provocative male god's blush, his heart beat and his legs became weak, and he stammered, "I, I, I, that's the one, I'm afraid you'll be drunk, and someone will take advantage of you when you're drunk."

Fu Mingyi had a lot of alcohol, and he was only a little tipsy after drinking all night. It was true that he was tricked into thinking that he was a little less restrained than usual.

Looking at the noble and glamorous boy who looked like a little leopard just now, because of his one sentence, he turned into a little kitten with its belly turned out, Fu Mingyi felt a little itchy in his heart, and couldn't help but start raving: "You stared at me all night, didn't you want to Taking advantage of me?"

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and his fingers holding the goblet turned white.

Fu Mingyi took the goblet, stared down at the snow-white angel brooch on Jiang Chen's chest, drank the wine in the glass, then put the empty glass on the waiter's tray, put his arms around Jiang Chen, and went straight into the banquet hall small elevator.

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