The subordinates stared stunned at the incredible scene in front of them, and it took a few seconds to finally react.
They rushed forward in a hurry and pulled the young man who was still waving his fists and feet off his boss.
Zuo Yan coughed twice and finally straightened up.
He looked very embarrassed, his original straight suit was wrinkled and crumpled, the neckline was torn, the two buttons were missing, and there were two blood marks on his neck.
Zuo Yan raised his hand and wiped the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, and gasped for breath.
The young man struggled amid the pulling of the crowd, and seemed to want to rush over to continue the atrocity just now.
His strength is amazing, three or four people can't stop him, almost everyone received a few punches and kicks, all of them bared their teeth and complained in their hearts.
Zuo Yan straightened his scattered collar, a cold and hard line, a very aggressive face, gloomy, as if the noble and ruthless oozing from the bones made people feel subconsciously terrified.
But those eyes, which had already started to turn slightly blue, destroyed the innate majesty of his body.
Zuo Yan walked to the young man who was firmly held by three or four people.
He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "What's your name?"
The young man who had just calmed down a little bit suddenly became manic again. He kicked when he lifted his foot. If Zuo Yan hadn't dodged in time, he would have gotten a solid kick again.
"—my name? My name?"
His eyes were burning like fire:
"You ask me again and again, and next time you forget everything, and you know each other better? Know your size!"
The subordinate's eyes narrowed.
-Oh, it turns out that the boss's peach blossom debt came to the door.
Zuo Yan: "..."
Would you believe me if I said this was my first time seeing this person
Ge Xiu took a deep breath, and the wine force that had been suppressed by anger just now surged up again.
He blinked slowly, the expression on his face became dazed, and the whole person slipped downward with some instability.
Zuo Yan rubbed his temples with a headache, and instructed his subordinates, "Just open a room and put him in."
Gossiu yawned.
He blinked a little sleepily, as if he wanted to stand up by his own strength, but his head couldn't help bit by bit. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a dark blue shadow on his face.
The anger and aggression just now were replaced, and he looked slightly obedient.
The steaming heat flushed his cheeks, spreading down the white neck to the depths of the collar, and even the two jade-white ears were glowing with pale pink.
Zuo Yan's fingertips moved slightly.
The subordinate drove Ge Xiu and turned to leave, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by the calm voice of the man: "Wait."
Zuo Yan changed his mind and walked over: "I'll send him off."
The subordinates exchanged expressions of understanding—
Oh!
Zuo Yan: "..."
He glanced coldly at these bold subordinates, and after the other party lowered his head in silence, he picked up the drunk young man from their hands and walked forward half-supporting and half-holding.
Before taking a few steps, a subordinate's cautious voice came from behind:
"That... sir, do you need to make an appointment with a psychiatrist? If you are suicidal, actually... "
Zuo Yan's back stiffened, and his voice was as cold as ever, but it was somehow gnashing of teeth:
"unnecessary."
·
Although the young man is tall and has long legs, his weight is very light. Zuo Yan has been preventing him from violently rising again, but he was quiet as if he had fallen asleep along the way. Moving, he almost thought the other party passed out.
This place itself is his property, and it is no problem to find a room at will.
But when Zuo Yan stopped, he realized later that he actually brought the other party to the door of his exclusive suite.
It's too late to ask someone to deliver a new room card.
Zuo Yan hesitated for a second before giving up the idea, and walked directly into the room with someone.
The young man was thrown onto the bed.
His body bounced slightly on the soft mattress, and his long hands and long feet were spread out logically, making him more and more broad-shouldered and thin-waisted, with a superior figure.
Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't know what he was fascinated by, but it was unbelievable that he personally sent him into his own exclusive suite.
But... I don't know why, this one seems a little familiar
Zuo Yan stood by the window with a deep and unpredictable face, looking down at the strange young man lying on the bed.
He wears a thin shirt that fits closely, with a large neckline, and he can see the clear lines of the small half of his chest and collarbone. The waistline is outlined, and his trousers are very low, hanging loosely on the protruding hip bones. waist.
It looks pure and lustful, with a kind of deliberate show-off.
The young man's eyes were closed peacefully, his lips that were dyed bright red were slightly opened, and the light fruity aroma of the refreshing wine spread in the closed space with his breath, his cheeks were still red, It looked hot and delicate in the light, and the cheeks were covered with a light layer of fluff, which gave a brilliant pale gold under the light.
His facial features are indeed familiar.
Zuo Yan was slightly startled, and the news he had seen on the entertainment news section a few days ago flashed across his mind.
It seems to be a little star named Lu Nan.
Covered with black history, it seems that I still owe a large amount of debt, and the whole network is abused and desperate.
The reason why he was walking alone in the corridor tonight and smelled of spirits seems to be no longer necessary to argue.
Zuo Yan frowned quietly.
A strange sense of irritability raged in his heart, making him uncontrollable to produce a tyrannical desire for destruction, as if only in this way could he vent the anger trapped in his body.
At this moment, the young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.
His eyelids were half-open, and the long and dense eyelashes covered the dark and translucent pupils, and there was a light water color in the eyeballs, as if the broken starlight was smashed into the bottom of his eyes, and with the blink of an eye, a wisp of floating light poured out. Light.
Zuo Yan's heart moved.
The irritability just now miraculously vanished.
He bent down and asked in a gentle voice he didn't even realize, "What do you want?"
Ge Xiu blinked slowly, and in the next second, he rolled over, lying on the side of the window, and began to vomit violently:
"vomit-"
Zuo Yan: "..."
He stared at his soiled trousers and shoes with a complicated expression.
- So what was he fascinated by
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When Gossi woke up, he only had a splitting headache.
The dazzling sunlight streamed in from the half-closed curtains, causing his eyes to hurt, and his temples throbbed, as if a few sledgehammers were hitting his nerves with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Ge Xiu groaned uncomfortably and slowly rolled up from the bed.
In front of him is an extremely luxurious suite, which is clean and tidy, and no one else is there except him.
Ge Xiu raised his hand to his forehead, trying to remember what he had done last night.
He remembers... he drank a glass of wine according to the task prompt, broke the finger of the idiot, and came to the corridor...
And... then... what did he do
Ge Xiu vaguely remembered... he seemed to... hit someone
But the specific content seems to be blocked somewhere in my mind, and no matter how I think about it, I can't remember it.
With a low curse, he fell back on the bed again.
Ge Xiu knew that he was a little violent when he was unconscious, but he probably didn't lose control of his body last night. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have beaten one or two people, but he didn't remember anything... Could it be? Are you reacting differently to different wines
He raised his hand and pressed his aching forehead.
The moment he raised his hand, the phone in his pocket fell out, and the screen above lit up.
Ge Xiu remembered that he answered a phone call last night.
He picked up the phone and flipped through the information left on it. Basically, it all came from a man named Zhao Chengzhe. According to the original owner's memory, it should be his agent...
Ge Xiu spent two seconds sorting out the new words that came out of his mind.
From celebrities, artists, agents, brokerage companies, to hot searches, Weibo... Basically, they are all areas that he has never been in contact with.
According to the electronic products he has been exposed to now, the level of technology in this world may not be too high.
After simply defining the current world, Ge Xiu continued to read the dense information in front of him. His eyes automatically filtered out the insults and threats of the foul language, and then focused on the top agenda reminder. .
… boot into the group
At this moment, the familiar electronic sound resounded in his ears again:
"Convict No. 7098, please accept the second task in this world: complete the first scene of filming."
Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows quietly - the second mission
He glanced at the time above, and there was still half an hour before the audition began. However, according to the original owner's memory, the above address was more than 20 minutes away from here.
Ge Xiu stood up and walked out quickly.
The door was closed, and the luxurious suite became empty again.
He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, looking wrinkled, his hair was a little messy, and there were wounds and bruises from yesterday's tearing and fighting on his face and neck.
In the bushes outside the gate, the lens of the flash lit up discreetly, flashing like sunlight reflected off a mirror.
Ge Xiu hurried out of the gate, raised his hand to stop the car in the way he remembered, and bent over to get in.
·
Under the temptation of double the price, the driver arrived at the set in less than 20 minutes at a fast speed.
There was a lot of people on the set, and under the studio, countless group performers in various costumes and staff pushing large pieces of photographic equipment ran around.
Ge Xiu quickly walked into the studio.
The structure inside is complex and rugged. After a long time of pushing and squeezing, he finally found the location of the original drama in the corner of the film and television city.
It looks shabby and rudimentary, and it occupies less than half the area of other crews.
Ge Xiu just came over when he was pulled by someone who seemed to be a staff member:
"Why did you come? Hurry up, go and change your clothes!"
This is a low-quality web drama with a low production cost. The plot is cliché and bloody, and Lu Nan's character in it is the third male, a spare tire with a warm and jade-like character, which is simply a cliché among clichés.
After changing the low-quality costume, the makeup artist roughly smeared his face, and Ge Xiu was immediately pushed to the front of the stage.
Under the bright lights and the camera, Ge Xiu's face was stiff.
... How does he know what acting is!
After the first line was dryly said, the director shouted "Ka!"
He stared at Ge Xiu in disbelief and asked, "You just say your lines when you say your lines, what are you looking at the camera for?"
Ge Xiu: "...It's always moving."
"..." The director took a deep breath: "It's the camera! Of course it moves! Do you understand that actors can't look at the camera when they're acting?"
Ge Xiu nodded sincerely: "Understood."
"start!"
Less than a minute later, the second "Card!" sounded without any suspense.
The director collapsed a little: "I told you not to look at the camera, not to turn your back to the camera! You are an actor! At least your fucking face is exposed!"
The author has something to say: Ge Xiu, a fast-moving male protagonist who can't act