The news was silenced, but the storm was up. Xu Jiajia is not a complete failure, at least they are already half-out of the closet. The agent called him like crazy, and he just wouldn't answer. In the end, the agent found the drunk Xu Jiajia in a high-end calcium bar.

"Damn!"

The agent snuffed out the cigarette butt, and scolded with a blushing face.

"It's just a man!

Sometimes the relationship between an artist and an agent is so utilitarian. For that money, he was sandwiched between the company and the artist, endured all kinds of anger, and ran back and forth for him. Obedient and peaceful, naturally easy to bring. is naughty and rebellious, that is, all kinds of wiping his ass.

The waiter naturally knew Xu Jiajia, and when he saw this situation, he immediately dispersed, not wanting to cause trouble.

Xu Jiajia was lying on the bar, her face was slightly red, and her eyelashes were dark and wet.

I've cried.

The agent felt that it was too embarrassing, and one man shed tears for another man and bought drunk. He shook Xu Jiajia's arm, not gentle at all.

Xu Jiajia was pushed uncomfortably, and muttered: "Go away, don't move me." ”

It seems that there have been a lot of harassments before. The agent raised his hand and slapped him on the back, scolding, "Get up, go home!"

This anger was sprinkled nowhere to be sprinkled, and this palm could be described as full of strength, which shocked Xu Jiajia to wake up, his chest rose and fell violently, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or reality in an instant.

Agent: "Enough of it?"

The cold words, except for woad, are the agents. Xu Jiajia woke up completely, looked at the agent, was a little timid, and quickly stood up to follow him.

The agent stared at him intently: "Have you drunk enough?

"Pour him wine!"

Where did the waiter dare to hide, and obediently poured Xu Jiajia another glass of wine.

Xu Jiajia knew that the agent was very angry, but he also knew how not to be angry. Bending his eyebrows, he said aggrievedly: "Brother, I don't want to drink anymore." ”

The agent brought the wine to his lips, and his eyes could not tolerate a little refusal: "Aren't you going to buy drunk?" ”

The waiter took a few more steps back, keeping his head down and not looking at them.

Xu Jiajia pursed her lips and said, "Brother, I was wrong. ”

The agent's hand holding the wine glass froze. He knew that he hated iron but not steel. Since he was eighteen years old, how could he have no feelings? It's just that he hated himself for not going on the way that the world likes, and gave the world a reason to laugh at him and despise him.

lowered his voice: "Enough to drink?"

"Enough ......"

The agent didn't look at him, took his coat and threw it at him, "Put it on, it's cold outside." ”

Xu Jiajia's eyes had just gone down and the red came up again, and he said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry...... I really can't help it......"

"Say no more, let's go. ”

He didn't want to hear it. To be an artist, you should be conscious. If you want to mess around, don't go into this way. Is there no price for the excitement of thousands of empty alleys?

Xu Jiajia didn't dare to say anything more, and followed the agent out of the bar with his head down.

The waiter watched the two leave, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This bar is very famous in the circle. The waiter has seen all kinds of male artists buying drunk and messing around here, and they are famous as big as the actor and as small as the eighteenth line. But the rules of the bar are so good that no one dares to spread the scene from inside to the outside.

Huong House.

Woad really didn't want to have any more arguments with her father. Mainly because of uselessness. Holding Yan Shi to sit on the sofa, there was no special expression on his face, and he was very calm. It's as if the woad in the news that my father is watching on his iPad at the moment is not him, but someone else.

Sien Minghao didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"What are you going to do with it?"

How can we deal with it? It's better to make a mess and let the whole Xiangfu turn upside down.

Woad raised her eyelids and replied with a smile, "You will deal with it." ”

When my father heard these four words, his eyes suddenly sank, but he quickly regained his calmness.

"What do you want me to do?"

All his emotions seemed to be hidden in his deep eyes, and he said in an extremely calm tone, glaring at his son angrily. He is not referring to how the media suppresses and how the news is withdrawn. What he refers to: how to deal with split personality?

Siou Lan understood, but Yan and Siong Mu did not.

"I'm okay with that. ”

Sien Minghao's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were extremely sharp: "Go out first to avoid the limelight." ”

"No, I can't. ”

Silent confrontation, no smell of gunsmoke, but no one is willing to take a step back.

Siong Minghao: "You are going to lose the face of my Siong family!"

Xiang Lan sneered, his face sank completely, and he said coldly: "I knew today, why bother in the first place?"

Sia Minghao was furious, but he just glanced at Yan lightly, his eyes were very indifferent: "What do you think?"

A sense of guilt hit Yan's heart. She opened her eyes wide, hesitated for a moment, calmed down, raised her eyes to look at Si Minghao, and whispered back, "I listen to you." ”

Her well-behaved seemed to relieve Siong Minghao's nervous nerves. Finally, there is someone who can make sense.

"Let's go upstairs and rest. ”

The scene was calmer than expected.

Gan always felt that something was wrong. But it's okay, I finally got into the "boudoir" of woad.

Woad knew that she was afraid of the dark, "Wait a minute, I'll turn on the lights first." ”

Yan stood at the door, obediently waiting for him to turn on the light. Because of the dim light, she was a little stunned.

Syllable.

A large piece of light struck, and Yan blinked his eyes a few times uncomfortably.

Shead pulled her in.

From the decoration style to the furnishings in the room, there is a feeling that she can't tell. I insist on finding an adjective, probably a feeling of frigidity. White walls and black sofas, dark brown wood floors, and white ashtrays on glass coffee tables, no littering or extra clutter. The cabinets you can see are all black, and even the edges and corners of the TV seem to be very sharp.

She thought that the model houses in the furniture city had more ornaments than his room.

She was out of her mind, and Hulan had already brought her a set of pajamas, hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Wash?"

Yan returned to his soul, took the pajamas, and hurriedly said, "I'd better go back to the company, Sister Zhang is afraid that she won't be busy alone." ”

Woad: "No. ”

The shallow voice, the indifferent tone, is not shocked, but the eyes are deep and bright, as if they want to see her heart. She realized she had said the wrong thing.

At this moment, it is the woad that needs to be accompanied, not the company.

She opened her arms and hugged Woad while he was still angry.

"If you don't go, at the moment of beauty, how can there be a reason to sit still. ”

Xiang Lan pinched her chin with her hand, and smiled with interest: "You have taken a fancy to my skin, right?"

Yan's eyes showed a determined gaze, unequivocal: "Remove it." Then she turned around and went into the bathroom, and after a while, she folded back again, hooked her hands around Wolan's neck, put her hands on his ear, and said in a small voice, "Together." ”

Woad Lan frowned, her neck was red, but she couldn't resist and followed her into the bathroom.