Zhu Zihao came to the stern of the ship alone in despair.
His mind was in chaos, and Bai Ziyan's cold words kept echoing.
"Zhu Zihao, you have to remember that you are just a resident singer I fished out of the bar.
I can make you a hit, or I can make you fall into the dust in an instant.
If you swell in front of my white purple smoke, you will definitely not get any good results.
Don’t forget what happened to Yang Yi! "
Yang Yi was a once very popular artist in Xianyu Media.
When he was at his most popular, fans who called him "Ayi" could line up from Yangji District in Bailu City to Huangming District.
But for some unknown reason, Yang Yi seemed to have offended Bai Ziyan.
Since then, Yang Yi has gone from being a famous star to an unknown little artist.
I heard that a few days ago, in order to survive, he even found a rich woman to support him.
At the worst time, I even had to perform on the side of the road.
It is in line with Bai Ziyan's words - she can make anyone famous for a while, or she can make him fall into the dust in an instant.
After what happened tonight, Zhu Zihao's career as an artist has become extremely bleak.
From now on, it will definitely never be the same again.
When he thought that he would become as miserable as Yang Yi in the future, he felt extremely unwilling.
“I don’t want to live the hard life of a resident singer again!
I do not want! I do not want! "
Zhu Zihao held on to the railing tightly, his face becoming more and more distorted.
"It's all my fault for that damn girl. It's all her fault for making me like this!"
"If I don't have a good time, she won't have a good time either!"
Zhu Zihao's eyes were full of madness, and he walked towards the deck with murderous intent.
Ye Zhinuo spent a lot of effort and finally sent away the enthusiastic classmates.
But before she could catch her breath, the artists gathered around her again.
These artists are not fools. When they saw Bai Ziyan's attitude towards Ye Zhinuo, they immediately realized that the opportunity was right in front of them.
A person who can make even Bai Ziyan fearful is very valuable to make friends with.
As a result, one artist after another introduced themselves diligently in front of Ye Zhinuo.
One stranger's name after another made Ye Zhinuo's head grow bigger.
She couldn't help but regret coming to join in the fun tonight.
Suddenly the noisy crowd quieted down, and collectively looked not far away.
I saw Zhu Zihao walking towards here with a kind smile on his face and a wine glass in his hand.
Ye Zhinuo's face suddenly became wary and he said indifferently: "What else are you doing here?"
"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong."
Zhu Zihao quickly raised his glass and said with an apologetic smile: "After thinking about it, I feel that I just went too far, so I came here to apologize."
The guard in Ye Zhinuo's eyes was slightly relaxed, but he still said with a cold face: "No need, just don't bother us."
"Don't be like this, I sincerely want to apologize." Zhu Zihao squeezed into the crowd, only a few steps away from Ye Zhinuo.
"Please give me a chance to redeem myself"
Halfway through his words, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but he slammed the wine glass in his hand against the railing.
There was a loud bang and drink flying everywhere.
The wine glass shattered, revealing sharp pieces of glass at the break.
"Go to hell!"
Zhu Zihao's eyes were red, and he took the remaining half of the cup and stabbed it into Ye Zhinuo's face.
The people around him were already shocked by this incident, but they didn't react for a while.
At this time, Si Xiaoxiao was still several meters away from Ye Zhinuo's position.
Ye Zhinuo's pupils suddenly shrank!
(End of chapter)