Half past twelve in the morning, night bar. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The bar singer sings a ballad in a hoarse voice in the dim light.

Zhou Yuanyuan sat in the corner of the booth, beside a handsome guy dressed in oily water, wearing tight leggings, and the hair on his head could reflect in the light and pierce people's eyes.

The handsome guy was next to her ear, and she didn't know what to say, Zhou Yuanyuan laughed as she ate.

Zhao Zejun was about to call Zhou Yuanyuan at night, asking her if she had any experience in filming commercials, just connected the phone, and without waiting for the purpose of the call, Zhou Yuanyuan said, 'I'm in the night bar, can you come and sit with me?' ’

So I went out over the wall and drove to the bar.

As soon as she walked within a meter of her, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Are you ......" The handsome guy looked up and looked at Zhao Zejun unexpectedly.

Zhou Yuanyuan waved her hand lazily, "Little handsome guy, I'm sorry, my boyfriend is here." ”

"Then you just said you were going out together." The handsome guy in leather pants looked dazed.

"Next time, you pick a good time to come back to me when my boyfriend is away." Zhou Yuanyuan winked.

The handsome guy looked at Zhou Yuanyuan, then at Zhao Zejun, muttered 'sick', and then turned around and left the booth.

Zhao Zejun sat down half a meter away from her, frowning: "How much wine have you drunk?" ”

"If you don't come again, I'll be taken away by the bad guys to open the house." Zhou Yuanyuan snorted with wine, her eyes were hazy, and she said in a soft tone that she had never said before.

Zhao Zejun squinted at Zhou Yuanyuan, then looked at the back of the handsome guy in depressed leather pants, shook his head and said, "Bad guy? It's impossible to say who the bad guys are. ”

Zhou Yuanyuan leaned on the back of the sofa and asked, "Do you know what is the biggest trouble for people who drink well?" ”

"Spending a lot of money?" Zhao Zejun thought for a while and said.

“NO！” Zhou Yuanyuan stretched out a slender finger, shook it gently, and said with drunken eyes: "When you want to get yourself drunk, you can't get drunk no matter what." Have you ever tried to be in a state where you are about to die of alcohol poisoning and your mind is still sober? ”

"Then you know what's more of a headache for a man than facing a woman who is ready to talk to you about life?" Zhao Zejun asked a long series of questions.

Zhou Yuanyuan tilted her head, her big red eyes turned a few times, and she suddenly said happily: "Oh, I guessed!" That must be that the woman is already drunk! ”

Zhao Zejun sighed, "It's good that you know." Alright, stop drinking, I'll send you back to school. I'll talk about it when I wake up. ”

"I don't go back, the broken dormitory, a little big, I'm afraid of falling out of bed when I turn over, a few stinky gossip gossip in the bedroom every day, annoyed to death!" Zhou Yuanyuan twisted hard, lay on the table, propped her cheeks, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I won't talk to you about life." ”

"That's good."

"Let me tell you a real story, today I met a famous artist, and the other party wants to introduce me to the role."

"That's a good thing."

"However, before the introduction, he asked me to go to his room and talk to him about the script. Funny, you say, isn't it funny? Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes flashed, and she laughed first, trembling with laughter.

Zhao Zejun looked at her silently and didn't speak.

"Don't you wonder if I'm going or not?" Zhou Yuanyuan asked.

"If you want to say it, you can say it, and if you don't want to say it, no one will force you." Zhao Zejun lit a cigarette and said lightly: "It's not a big deal to talk about the script." ”

Zhou Yuanyuan snatched a cigarette and played with it in her hand, but she didn't smile, looked up and stared at Zhao Zejun very seriously, and asked word by word: "Do you have to go to these old men's rooms to talk about scripts when you enter the showbiz?" You're the boss, you tell me, is there a bad boss in the world? ”

Zhao Zejun thought for a while and said: "I don't know if there is a bad boss in this world, but I have seen many beautiful girls, some of whom accept it with joy, and some of whom resolutely refuse and live their own lives." But both of these people are alive and well. There are two other kinds of people, who are also beautiful girls, but they don't live well. ”

"Which two?"

"I have accepted it physically and profited from it, but I have been resisting it in my heart, feeling that society forced me; There are also those who refuse physically, but are envious and jealous in their hearts, and they also attribute all the blame to society. ”

Zhao Zejun flicked the cigarette ash, "These two kinds of people, in professional terms, are called fine division and schizophrenia. Friend, you are the current two people, I am willing to bless you, but I don't want to see you become the latter two people. ”

Zhou Yuanyuan lowered her head, was silent for half a cigarette, leaned on the sofa a little weakly, shook her head, and said, "I didn't go, I hesitated downstairs for more than half an hour, and finally left." As he spoke, he took out his phone from his handbag and shook it.

"I always thought I was smart, and before I went to dinner, I prepared a recording phone and recorded everything he said to me. But after I decided to leave, I realized that recording or not meant nothing. ”

"Okay, no decision is necessarily right or wrong, the only right thing is the decision that has been made."

Zhao Zejun hesitated, but still said, "At least I appreciate your decision." ”

"Thank you. I'm sorry to call you out so late to listen to me talk this nonsense. Zhou Yuanyuan's condition seemed to be better, she raised her hand and stroked the long hair around her ear, and asked, "By the way, you called me, is there something?" ”

Zhao Zejun looked at the empty wine bottle on the table, "You can still talk about things now?" ”

"Look down on people, when I was twelve years old, I could drink half a catty, if you really fight it, you may not be able to drink me."

"I set up a factory with my friends, launched a new drink, and wanted to shoot a commercial to promote it on TV. Can you do it? ”

"So, do you want to go to your room and talk about the script?" Zhou Yuanyuan deliberately squinted her eyes and looked at Zhao Zejun a few times, "If it were you, I might change my decision." ”

"If you talk about the script, it's better to be on the spot, besides, my main business is not here, I'm afraid I don't have much time to talk about the script with you." Zhao Zejun said.

"Virtue!" Zhou Yuanyuan snorted, then raised a big waist and said: "I don't dare to delay your boss Zhao's business, it's not a big problem to shoot commercials, you send me back first, I'll be sober tomorrow, you can talk to me in detail, I'll prepare seriously." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Yuanyuan still drank too much and settled the bill, and Zhao Zejun could only carry her downstairs from the retro iron ladder outside the bar.

As soon as he walked to the parking lot, the black light was blinding, and the handsome guy with shiny hair just now suddenly followed from behind with two young men who were flowing and stopped in front of Zhao Zejun.

"Something?" Zhao Zejun asked expressionlessly.

"Trick me and leave? Not suitable, right? The handsome guy stared at Zhou Yuanyuan, who was half-hung on Zhao Zejun, and asked in a gloomy voice.

"Handsome guy, didn't you say it, next time my boyfriend is not there, you can ask me out." Zhou Yuanyuan leaned on Zhao Zejun's shoulder, smiling happily and waves.

The handsome guy was electrocuted by Zhou Yuanyuan's flattering eyes, and the wine and lust surged up together, and he touched Zhou Yuanyuan's face with a cruel smile and said, "Then when will it be, just here, I will let my two brothers hold down your boyfriend and let him look good on the side, okay?" ”