Zuo Yan had a gloomy face, stood in the dim stairwell, curled his fingers, and knocked heavily on the door.
After a long time, the sound of slow footsteps came from the thin door panel.
There was a soft sound of "squeak", the door opened a crack, and the young man appeared in front of him with tousled hair. He was wearing an oversized cartoon T-shirt loosely, looking wrinkled and sleepy. , There are still red marks on the white side face that have been pressed down by a long sleep.
He didn't seem to be very surprised by Zuo Yan's appearance, just yawned lazily, stepped aside without saying a word, then opened the door, rubbed his messy hair, and turned around Went back to the room.
Zuo Yan stared at the open door in front of him, paused for a few seconds, and then stepped into the door and walked in.
The door panel was brought behind him.
The room was dark, the curtains were drawn, and only a small night light was on.
In that weak light, you can only vaguely see the fuzzy lines of the furniture undulating. Even if you can't see clearly, you can know that the room is surprisingly chaotic. The space that is not very large is filled to the brim, making it even more cramped. .
In the middle of the living room, there is a mattress on which items such as quilts and pillows are piled messily.
The young man pulled his steps to the side of the mattress, and then smashed himself onto it.
With the sound of the rustling fabric rubbing, he arched under the stacked quilt and covered himself tightly, and a human-shaped bulge instantly rose on the mattress.
- Didn't say a word the whole time.
Zuo Yan: "..."
He was somewhat amused.
I don't know since when, the dark fire in his heart just unknowingly extinguished without a trace, and the bottom of his heart was replaced by a strange soft feeling.
Zuo Yan walked over and sat down on the edge of the mattress, feeling that the young man lying on it silently shrank inward, giving him some space.
"Why don't you live in the apartment I gave you?"
The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in the silent room. There was no excess joy and anger in his voice, and he could not hear the emotions of the questioner.
"Ah, I forgot."
The youth's voice was still sleepy, and he answered nonchalantly.
The next second, he got his head out of the quilt, and a small night light on the side plated a layer of gold on the top of his fluffy hair.
Ge Xiu continued to move into the mattress and asked lazily, "Come up?"
This question is simple and casual, as if the other party suddenly thought of it and said it casually, completely unaware of how much impact his simple actions will cause in the hearts of others.
Zuo Yan's heart was shocked, and an astonishing huge wave of emotions surged from the bottom of his heart, instantly drowning and swallowing his reason.
At that moment, he couldn't even sort out his emotions.
In his ears, he could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat, which was suddenly accelerated, and the hot blood pumped by the heart rhythmically hit his eardrums, making irregular sounds:
"Boom boom" "Boom boom"—
By the time he realized it, he had taken off his jacket and shoes, and lay on the mat next to him.
Zuo Yan calmed down, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt: "Hey, give me half of it."
The young man grunted with dissatisfaction, but he let go of his hand obediently, allowing Zuo Yan to pull away half of the quilt.
The quilt is very soft, and it feels almost weightless on the body, and with warm body temperature, it warmly wraps Zuo Yan.
He was unexpectedly at a loss.
Zuo Yan turned his head slightly and looked at the blurred and hazy facial lines of the young man under the light of the night light.
The dark environment made him unable to see the face of the other party, but at such a close distance, he could clearly perceive the even ups and downs of the other party's back when breathing, and even the tiny airflow brought by the flashing eyelashes, so subtle, but But it was so clear, so clear, that it hit his heart like a heavy hammer, easily disturbing the frequency of his heartbeat.
how so…
Zuo Yan frowned, a little upset.
Ge Xiu yawned, took out his phone from under the pillow and glanced at it: "Let me sleep for three hours, forty-five minutes and twenty seconds, and we'll talk later."
He threw away the phone, buried himself in the quilt again, and mumbled sleepily:
"I'm sleepy..."
After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep without hindrance.
Zuo Yan propped up his arms and stared at the young man's face close at hand. He raised his hand and gently stroked the other's long forehead hair. The cool fingertips swept across his warm and soft side face, and he could even feel it. The other party's even and moist breath sprayed on the fingertips.
already asleep.
Are you so worried...
Zuo Yan lowered his eyes thoughtfully and stared at the sleeping face of the young man, his eyes softened unconsciously.
For some reason, he also felt a drowsiness gradually hit him.
His eyes darkened slightly, he put down his arms, lay back in the position just now, and closed his eyes as well.
Well, it's time to take a break.
Three hours and forty-five minutes later.
The cell phone buzzed under the pillow, and the piercing alarm sound broke the silence in the dark room.
Ge Xiu suddenly opened his eyes.
He took out his phone, turned off the alarm clock, yawned heavily, and stretched under the covers.
Sure enough... No nightmares this time.
It's been several worlds that haven't experienced the feeling of a peaceful night's sleep.
Ge Xiu yawned again, turned his head to look behind him, but unexpectedly met a pair of sober eyes: "How long have you been awake?"
"Not long." Zuo Yan replied.
Ge Xiu didn't care about the truth or false of what the other party said, because he was really pressed for time now - this time point is his conclusion after three full days of high-intensity calculations, the estimation of the external observation speed and the internal operation. After comparing the speed, he designed a set of algorithms to calculate the time difference inside and outside the virtual world according to the frequency of tasks issued by the outside world and the difference in the time flow rate between the two.
And within forty-five minutes from now, it happens to be in one of the time blind spots.
That is, a period of time that absolutely cannot be directly observed by the outside world.
Ge Xiu originally planned to use this time to call Zuo Yan, but he didn't expect Zuo Yan to come to his house before the time came - but this is better, at least it saves the possibility of extracurricular problems.
He blinked and said bluntly, "I'm quitting the entertainment industry."
Zuo Yan was startled, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly:
"… Um?"
"The 80 million I owe you, I naturally have a way to pay it back."
While talking, Ge Xiu slowly got up, leaned over and turned on the switch of the overhead light.
The room was suddenly flooded with lights.
Zuo Yan squinted his eyes uncomfortably.
"Since I've come to this point, I'm ready for a showdown." With two big dark circles under his eyes, Ge Xiu raised his finger and pointed to a few blueprints that had been thrown on the ground next to the mattress, then said lightly: " Does it look familiar? I designed it."
He dropped the bombshell without hesitation.
Zuo Yan sat up, bent down and picked up one, his eyes swept across the paper.
The familiar lines on it shocked his heart.
His eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly turned to look at the young man sitting next to him. The other party still had a tired expression on his face, and the messy hair on the top of his head was curled up in all directions, and he seemed extremely unruly.
Ge Xiu blinked lazily and continued:
"I'll give you three more design drawings of similar level. You can find any film and television project and arrange me in it, no matter how small the role is, and then credit the remuneration to my account in the name of the salary, and then deduct what I owe you. Eighty million is enough."
Zuo Yan quickly recovered from the shock just now.
He quietly put down the blueprint, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked:
"You know I'm your buyer?"
"Of course." Ge Xiu lay down on the bed again, pulled the quilt above his neck, and yawned lazily: "I have set up an automatic tracking program in the auction program, and as long as it is activated, the account's personal information can be located."
Zuo Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the arched mass under the quilt, with a gloomy expression in his dark eyes:
"Why did you decide to tell me at this time?"
"Being a star is so boring."
Ge Xiu said gloomily: "It's boring to rush to announce that acting and smirking are boring to death, and I have to exercise my body and take acting lessons, all of which are meaningless!!"
The more he talked, the more excited he became. As if he had been stabbed in the sore spot, he sat up abruptly, and then gritted his teeth and said: "And... being a star, you have to control your sugar intake! Agent Li came to my house yesterday to take me All the stock has been confiscated!!”
Zuo Yan: "..."
He laughed lowly.
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?"
Zuo Yan restrained the smile on his lips, he raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the emotion in his deep pupils was inexplicable:
"What if I don't cooperate?"
Ge Xiu shrugged, and the oversized neckline hung slantingly on his shoulders. He had obviously thought about the answer to this question a long time ago: "It's very simple, I will directly terminate the contract with your company, and I will pay the termination fee, and then transfer the contract. Star Entertainment, earn 80 million through the same method."
"Aren't you worried about my revenge?"
"Don't worry." Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Would you?"
Let him be free again and again, and even his life will not be spared.
Will there be revenge
Ge Xiu was reassured.
In other words, deep in his heart, he actually hoped that Zuo Yan would take revenge - if he could stand on his opposite without any scruples, Ge Xiu would be much more comfortable.
He has thousands of ways to deal with his enemies, but he has absolutely no idea how to deal with a person who is sincere and only wants to give without expecting anything in return. If he wanted to, it would be enough to disturb the current situation and subvert the world. He has always been accustomed to fighting against authority, but he is not used to being protected by authority under his wings.
He was also very unfamiliar with this feeling of being at a loss.
He even hopes to get out of his current predicament by unscrupulously probing the opponent's bottom line and harvesting an enemy.
There was a secret anticipation in Ge Xiu's eyes.
Zuo Yan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his frizzy hair, his voice soft like a sigh:
"I do not know."
Ge Xiu's head sank, his long forehead hair hanging down, blocking his eyes.
His eyes were drooping, dark eyes hidden in deep shadows.
He pouted in frustration.
- That's what I'm worried about.
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Zuo's entertainment company announced that it will start filming the much-anticipated super epic IP. Almost the entire entertainment industry's well-known traffic stars gather together, famous screenwriters write and write, and international famous directors and top special effects teams participate in the production. The unscrupulous style of throwing money has set off a frenzied discussion on the Internet, which has attracted much attention.
Zuo Yan walked into the humble milk tea shop and frowned.
Ge Xiu stuck his head out of the corner and beckoned to him: "Here."
Zuo Yan walked in this direction, and then sat opposite Ge Xiu. He was tall with long legs and looked awkward when sitting in the narrow seat.
"Why choose here?"
"Near my house." Ge Xiubai yawned boredly: "If you have something to say, I have to rush back to design the drawings."
Zuo Yan chuckled: "So busy?"
"Of course." Ge Xiu stretched his waist: "I am very dedicated."
"Except for the profession of star?" Zuo Yan raised his eyebrows, and a teasing arc appeared on his lips.
Gossiu: "..."
He was a little embarrassed and angry: "...Why did you call me out?"
Zuo Yan smiled and shook his head.
He pulled out his contract and bank card and went straight to the point:
"Sign it, and you can get paid."
Ge Xiu swiped a few times to sign his name, turned the bank card twice in his hand, and then handed it back to Zuo Yan: "Now, Liangqing?"
Zuo Yan did not answer, but took out a contract again.
It was the support contract that Ge Xiu had signed.
He said slowly:
"Since we are partners now, this one will be voided naturally. According to the compensation clause in the contract, these will be regarded as my liquidated damages."
He pushed the bank card back to Ge Xiu:
"Now, we'll be clear."
Zuo Yan raised his lips, and a smile passed from the bottom of his eyes.
His outline is very deep, and the lines of his eye sockets and the bridge of his nose are strong and deep, giving people a strong sense of oppression, but when he stares down, it seems to have a faint affectionate meaning: "If this is the case, then I can I'm officially pursuing you, haven't I?"
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In the bushes outside the window, the flash flashed covertly and disappeared quickly under the strong sunlight.