On the navy blue single-seat sofa, a young man was sitting leaning against it.
He was wearing a baggy white sweater, black jeans, and ankle-length leather boots, his slender legs folded casually.
His hair was slightly longer than his earlobes, and he wore black sunglasses to cover half of his face, revealing only the straight bridge of his nose, tightly pursed lips and angular jaw.
A little girl with a ponytail came over with tea and gently placed it on the small table next to the man: "Mr. Qiao, please drink tea."
The man sat upright and said softly, "Thank you."
The attitude of keeping strangers away suddenly became softer, and the little girl blushed slightly: "No, you're welcome. That... Director Xu will be here soon, if Mr. Qiao has any orders, just say it."
The man nodded slightly: "Okay."
After the little girl came out, she happened to bump into Xu Tu who came back: "Director Xu, Mr. Qiao is already waiting for you."
Xu Tu: "Got it."
With a little excitement and excitement, the little girl asked again, "Is Mr. Qiao also a star? Why haven't I seen him before? He's so cool."
Xu Tu shook his head and said with a smile, "It's my classmate in college, his name is Qiao Yang. Although he's not a star, the song he wrote in college won the Golden Melody Award. This time I invited him to give us the new drama "Fight for the Front". "Wrote the opening song."
"Qiao Yang? There isn't a third young master cannon fodder in the play, isn't he also called Qiao Yang?"
The little girl smiled in a daze: "Is this situation called a warning through the book, please read the plot well."
Xu Tu glanced at her angrily: "Don't be unlucky, have you read the script? Do you know how ugly people end up?"
After speaking, he pushed open the door and entered, seeing the man on the sofa, he sneered: "Qiao Yang, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, and your pretentious posture hasn't changed at all."
Qiao Yang didn't speak, his index finger hooked up the sunglasses and put it on the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of narrow and sharp Danfeng eyes and two heavy dark circles.
Xu Tu pouted and said with a smile, "You haven't slept all night, have you stayed up all night watching "Zhengfeng"?"
His eyes were re-blocked by the sunglasses, and his voice did not waver at all, and said lightly: "There is nothing to see. I didn't sleep for a night, I was playing a song for you. I haven't touched it for a long time, and my hands are born."
"It doesn't look good? You don't like Qiao Yang, the supporting character in it."
Xu Tu laughed and said: "The name is the same as yours, but the personality can be completely different, and one of them has done everything to harm his two brothers. How good are you to your brother..."
Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.
Xu Tu coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Are you really guarding that bar every day now and giving up writing songs?"
The eyes blocked by the sunglasses can't see emotions, but the corners of the beautiful mouth are gently raised, but it doesn't seem to be smiling, and the voice is still flat:
"I didn't give up. Didn't this take your order?"
"You know what I'm trying to persuade you."
Xu Tu shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Forget it. Let's go. Long time no see, let's go have a drink."
The two were college friends, but they rarely met after Qiao Yang dropped out of his sophomore year. When we can get together, there is always something to talk about.
Chatting and chatting, Xu Tu began to tell him the drama: "Qiao Yang's character in the drama, although he committed suicide by jumping off the building very early, but he needs to work hard when filming."
"Using a lot of rendering to pave the way, Qiao Yang's stupid and treacherous side, and the protagonist Gu Ye's strong wisdom and openness, so that the protagonist's aura is more shining."
Qiao Yang casually poured lemon juice and soda water into half a glass of whiskey, mixed it a few times and pushed it to Xu Tu:
"Stop! Don't always use my name on this person, can the crew change his name?"
Xu Tu drank too much, he couldn't hold the wine glass firmly in his hand, and sighed with a big tongue: "I know, you don't like him because he hurt his brother.
You just can't forget your brother, after so many years, still guarding that broken bar, you live like this every day, is it interesting to live... "
When old friends meet, they can always recall some things from the past, adding a little sadness. Qiao Yang, who has always been able to control himself, also drank a few more glasses.
When I got home, I called a chauffeur. After reporting the address, I staggered into the co-pilot.
There was a popular song in the car. In the cheerful music composed of various accompaniment instruments and harmonies, only a string of notes of the main melody jumped in his brain.
immersed in it, lethargic.
Suddenly, his vision went dark, and a truck was rushing towards him outside the window. His eyes widened in shock, but he didn't have time to shout.
After the emergency and harsh braking sound, the body swayed violently, and then a deafening bang was heard, which broke the tranquility of the entire city.
"Yangyang... don't be sad, I just went to that world, waiting for you... "
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A huge banquet hall, with rows of round tables covered with neat white tablecloths, with fragrant flowers and exquisite wine glasses and utensils on them.
The ground is a red carpet, and the dome is a row of crystal chandeliers, reflecting the brightly dressed men and women at the banquet, emitting a dazzling colorful light, and the scenery is brilliant and luxurious.
On a round table in the corner, a man in a suit with bleached blond hair held a wine glass and laughed at a man:
"Last time, when we challenged with Gu Ye, my buddies really admired him. Come to me, Liang Wei, to respect Qiao Shao!"
As he spoke, he gave other people at his table a wink.
Qiao Yang's face was as still as water, he let out a faint "um", raised the goblet and touched Liang Wei lightly.
However, the heart is like a frenzy.
He knew he was dead, and the force of the truck crash left him unconscious without any pain.
In the dead silence, the words my brother said when he was dying were clearly transmitted to his brain: "...I went to that world, waiting for you..."
Then, he appeared here——
in a grand banquet hall.
Is this the world my brother said
The people here are all well-dressed political and business celebrities, elegant and well-mannered ladies.
They stood up and down, smiling and smiling, holding tens of thousands of red wine Latu in the goblet in their hands.
Memories that did not belong to him flooded his brain, and he quickly understood the identity of the host—Qiao Yang, who has the same name as him in the novel "Battle for the Front".
He was used to frame his brother and used all means to compete for the supporting role of the family business.
The villain cannon fodder who adds halo to the male protagonist with his own stupidity.
And the ending he faced was - after a crushing defeat, he jumped off the building and committed suicide.
Qiao Yang took a deep breath and stabilized his beating heart: I can't die, at least until I figure out if it has anything to do with my brother.
A few brightly dressed young people on the table got Liang Wei's wink and complimented them one by one:
"That's right, what Qiao Shao said: Gu Ye, I'm incompatible with you, and don't let me see you in the future. You're so relieved."
"What if Gu Ye was elected as the president of the Chamber of Commerce? In our circle, the third young master of the Qiao family is the boss. No matter how beautiful he is, he has to hide when he sees our young master Qiao."
"Gu Ye will be here in a while, and our young master Qiao will definitely make him look good and make him embarrassed in public."
"Today is the first time the two of you met after you challenged each other, and it happened to let our circle know what it means to be incompatible."
I'm afraid you don't want me to die soon.
Qiao Yang raised his eyes and glanced around the buddies who were inciting him to do stupid things, and sneered: "Really?"
Qiao Yang still doesn't know the timeline in the novel, and doesn't know how many stupid things the original owner has done.
But I clearly understand that the so-called buddies in front of them pushed the original owner into the fire pit a lot.
The dark red liquid in the goblet no longer swayed, reflecting the handsome and handsome face of the man. Sure enough, not only the voice of speech, but also the appearance is exactly the same.
Maybe there was some chance that he could get in here.
Liang Wei tutted and complimented against his will: "Look, look at our Qiao Shao's temperament, this eldest brother's demeanor, among these people present, who can compare with our Qiao Shao."
Qiao Yang put down the glass slowly, glanced at him, and sneered: "Your eyes are really good enough."
In the banquet hall, their table was set in the most inconspicuous corner, and all the young people in their 20s sat.
She was also wearing a haute couture dress and a straight tie. The people at the other tables are high-class elites who are personable and imposing.
On their desks, these are rambunctious, idle playboys.
The vast difference is obvious at a glance.
"Young Master Qiao, Gu Ye is here!"
Liang Wei gave him a push.
Qiao Yang followed their line of sight and looked over.
Looking at the past, in the banquet hall where the upper class elites gathered, the men were elegant, and the women were dignified and dazzling.
Even so, Qiao Yang recognized the extraordinary existence at a glance - Gu Ye, the male owner of this world.
The man wore a three-piece suit, highlighting his straight and upright figure. His slender legs walked steadily on the red carpet. His handsome and gentle smile stunned everyone on the field and focused everyone's attention.
The men and women on the field immediately surrounded him with red wine glasses.
He was gracious and unrestrained, and politely entertained the congratulatory people who came to congratulate him.
Liang Wei showed a trace of unwillingness and jealousy, and then patted Qiao Yang's shoulder: "Young Master Qiao, come on! My buddy is watching you."
Qiao Yang shook his hand with the golden Rolex on his shoulders in disgust: "I'm not in that mood today."
Liang Wei ignored his words and shouted: "Yo, Mr. Gu is here, come here! We, Qiao Shao, have something to tell you."
The man's footsteps did not stop, as if he heard an insignificant noise, his face was like water.
Just glanced over in the eyes, there was a hint of impatience and contempt.
Qiao Yang warned Liang Wei in a low voice, "Shut up for me."
Liang Wei was excited, stepped on the chair with one leg, and provocatively said: "What? President Gu has just taken office, just to say hello? Is it because we are afraid of our young master?!"
He was so loud that more than half of the people in the room could hear him. All eyes swept over, and the inconspicuous corner instantly became the hottest focus.
And the dudes who were joking and joking just now were all silent at the moment, sitting in a ball with their necks shrunk, their eyes swept back and forth on Gu Ye and Qiao Yang, secretly waiting to watch a good show.
Gu Ye smiled apologetically with his surroundings without losing his demeanor, turned around and walked over.
The tall figure cast a shadow over Qiao Yang, as if imprisoned by invisible pressure, and Qiao Yang, who was sitting in the chair, was at a loss for a while.
The man was condescending, looking down at Qiao Yang below, and said indifferently, "Is something wrong?"