"Hmm~"

"Uncomfortable~"

Ying Xuebai sat there and let Yan Huang wipe it, muttering.

"Then rest. ”

Yan Huang helped her to the bedside, the quilt was lifted, and the pillow was put away.

"Lie down~"

Yan Huang put her waving arms back into the quilt. Ying Xuebai's brows furrowed, her eyes closed, still moving.

Yan Huang stood guard until a long time later, when he was quieter.

However, perhaps because after vomiting, he spoke much clearer.

"I want to act......"

Ying Xuebai muttered, Yan Huang sat on the edge of the bed and folded the quilt for her.

"I love that character so much......"

Ying Xuebai muttered.

Yan Huang's hand froze, just looking at her.

Ying Xuebai seemed to be sobbing a little: "I didn't do anything wrong...... Why let me rest......"

The hand stretched out from the quilt again, and when Yan Huang was about to pull it back and put it back, he was held tightly.

Ying Xuebai looked at Yan Huang with her eyes half-open, choked up: "Why is the snow hiding me?!"

Yan Huang stepped forward: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Ying Xuebai was even more aggrieved: "I just want to act~" "I'll join the company...... Don't fight, don't grab ......", "I just want to act......", "I don't agree to ......", "I lose my temper......", "I hide my ......", "The role is gone......"

Holding Yan Huang's hand: "Why, am I so bullied~"

Shaking Yan Huang's arm: "Am I a bully~"

The lights were not on, and then the lights outside the window and in the living room entered.

The gloomy light illuminates Yan Huang's side face and his delicate style, with extremely contrasting edges and corners, hard curves and yin owls.

It's just that Ying Xuebai can't see it, and his gaze is even sharper and colder.

"Am I a bully~"

While crying and repeating this sentence, Ying Xuebai seemed to finally slowly fall into a deep sleep, no longer making trouble, and the voice of the chanting slowly became smaller until she breathed evenly.

It's just that the pink lips still breathe out the smell of wine.

Yan Huang looked at her like this for a long time, and put her arm back into the quilt again, and this time he didn't stretch it out again.

Walked to the bathroom, wet the towel, and came back to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Looking at this face that often appeared in his dreams, Yan Huang's fingers couldn't help but slide slowly along the curve that he could only rely on memories and memories to miss every time.

"Hoo ......"

"Hoo ......"

The appearance of being asleep, the bangs that are soaked with sweat.

It's all sorted.

"Snow-white ......"

Yan Huang suddenly spoke softly, leaned over to her forehead and kissed her......

"I'm not going to let you have anything to do. ”

Ying Xuebai didn't know anything, she just slept more soundly. Yan Huang looked at her again for a while, got up and poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside.

Turn off the light and leave the bedroom with the door gently closed.

Yan Huang didn't know that when he left, Ying Xuebai might have dreamed of something, and the corners of his mouth curled up and showed a smile.

That smile is so beautiful......

So, beauty.

——

"Buzz~~~"

"Buzz~"

This time in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, there was a sound from the street outside the window, but at the moment it was quiet inside.

It's so quiet that you can hear the sound of the lamp.

Yan Huang sat at the table in his bedroom and opened a file bag. Inside is a stack of old and new music copyright registration certificates.

There was a secret that even she didn't know.

He had successful surgery on the back of his head, but I don't know if it was directly related, and since then, he has been dreaming. It is not painful, because the dream itself is an accumulation of fragments. It's just that his dream is slightly complete.

As a spectator, he enters another time and space.

He didn't know if there really was such a plane, or if he had made it up in his head. He leaned towards the former......

It's because of these works.

The world of that time and space in the dream is called the earth.

It's almost the same as the world, almost. That's why he didn't need to spend too much time knowing that world.

The difference is that the real celebrities and celebrities he can know do not exist in that world called the earth.

In place was another group of unfamiliar entertainers.

He didn't have much experience in other fields, and later he thought maybe it had something to do with her career.

The dream he had was also the dream of her professional workplace.

Entertainment.

So what did this dream give him? Because it was a dream, it was hard for him to remember when he woke up.

What can be remembered is one song after another. Different generations, but all popular songs in that world.

He thought it was strange that he didn't tell anyone at first because he was afraid. Fear of being sliced.

Even she didn't say anything.

Later, he slowly got used to it, but he felt that no one believed what he said, and he had already decided to follow in her footsteps, including taking the art school entrance examination and entering the entertainment industry, no matter what identity he used. I just want to be with her forever, and I won't drift apart because of this special workplace, celebrities and amateurs don't have a common topic.

In this case, the dream is also his own, he does not steal or rob, and everything he dreams about is his.

Isn't it true that many literary and artistic workers are inspired by dreams when creating works?

There is nothing unusual about being an orphan, but you will know how to cherish and grasp everything that belongs to you more. Of course, he gained more than just these songs, but also other experiences and feelings. I won't say it all.

What he experienced in his dream was not a novice art student who had not yet officially entered the school at this moment.

The entertainment industry called the Earth World, he can see more clearly from the perspective of a bystander, capital operation, marketing hype, hot search super talk, traffic tearing ratio, variety show explosion, and sky-high salary.

I've seen it all.

If most of the dreams are related to the entertainment industry because of her, then these negative internal operations are related to his own personality.

It's unrealistic to expect a child who has lost his cowardice since he was a child to be sunny and innocent.

“......”

Yan Huang was distracted for a while, silently put away the document bags, and looked at the time, it was already 11 o'clock. It's a little late, though......

He picked up the phone anyway and found a number. Texted. Not long after, the call came.

Yan Huang connected: "Hey, Sister Xue?"

"It's me, you're Xiao Yan?"

Listening to the sound, I didn't sleep.

Yan Huang was still polite and apologetic: "Disturbing you, right?"

Xue Shuang spoke: "No, I haven't slept yet...... What's wrong with you?"

Yan Huang groaned: "Sister Xue, listen to you today...... The higher-ups weren't all inclined to give my sister a year off. Or does anyone support her?"

Xue Shuang paused and said, "Yes." Tong Yi you know, right?"

Yan Huang spoke: "I know, my sister's brokerage company, the leading artist of Chengfeng Entertainment." is also popular in the entertainment industry. ”

Xue Shuang spoke: "She is not only an artist, but also one of the bosses. and President Zheng Ning, who used to be an agent and an artist. Partnership to open a company and prepare for listing. She has a lot of power, if it weren't for her support, Xiao Li probably wouldn't have been a matter of a year. ”

Yan Huang sighed, was silent for a while, and said, "Sister Xue." I want to trouble you, is there a way for me to meet her. ”

He didn't speak, and after a long time, he was surprised: "You want to see her?!"