Han Zhun turned sideways and turned his head to the side, avoiding the gaze of Zhu Yingying and Huo Xieyang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Huo, why is Brother Han here?" Zhu Yingying asked Huo Xieyang in a low voice. Huo Xieyang looked at Han Zhun and waved her back to the bedroom first.

When he heard the sound of the bedroom door closing, Han Zhun turned his face again. He looked at Huo Xieyang without saying a word, and his psychological emotions were extremely complicated.

"Xieyang, can you let her go first? I want to talk to you. Han Zhun asked.

"Okay." Huo Xieyang readily agreed, raised his voice again, and shouted into the bedroom: "Zhu Yingying, if you get it done, go back first, I have something to talk about with Han Zhun." ”

Zhu Yingying answered in the door, and after a while, she reappeared in the living room dressed neatly. She greeted Han Huo and the others separately, and then left Huo Xieyang's house.

Seeing Zhu Yingying leaving, Han Zhun relaxed a little, he sat down on the sofa, and Huo Xieyang also sat down beside him.

"What's the matter, big star, why did you come to my house for a surprise inspection today?" Huo Xieyang was still giggling, looking heartless.

Han Zhun couldn't get used to it, and said: "Can you not always look like this, if I really have something to do with you next time, or Sister Yiyi also comes up with me, what should I do if I see this?" This was the first time Han Zhun had opened his mouth to interfere in the matter between them.

Huo Xieyang was stunned, and couldn't help but become serious. He opened a can of beer, took a sip silently, and then said: "Believe it or not, Zhu Yingying's house is near me, her bathroom has been broken in the past two days, and the landlord hasn't had time to come back to repair it on a business trip." She really just came to me to take a shower, and there was nothing else between us. He paused, then said gloomily, "Yiyi... She won't come to me. ”

Han Zhun patted him on the shoulder, he couldn't bear to continue, he couldn't see Huo Xieyang like this. "Open a bottle for me." He pointed to the beer that was closer to Huo Xieyang.

Huo Xieyang smiled evilly, and pushed the bottle he had drunk over: "If you want to drink this, drink this, where are there so many requirements." Han Zhun also smiled, picked it up and poured it down.

Maybe it's because the wine strengthens people's courage, or maybe it's because he has just opened this layer of window paper, Han Zhun couldn't help but ask: "You and Sister Yiyi... What the hell is going on? ”

Huo Xieyang was stunned, he never thought that Han Zhun, who didn't ask about the world, would ask him so bluntly one day.

"I'm not trying to meddle in your business, it's just... Can you not hurt Sister Yiyi. Han Zhun simply said the words in one go.

Huo Xieyang smiled bitterly and said, "Who hurts whom, it's really not necessarily." Dressed her... All she could see was the company. ”

Han Zhun remembered Xie Yiyi's desperate work, and he also understood Huo Xieyang a little. He sighed and said, "Sister Yiyi has changed a lot over the years. I can tell she really cares about you. ”

"Xie Yiyi is not the only one that has changed over the years. I've changed a lot, too. ”

In a word, the gap that had just been opened was firmly blocked. Han Zhun took a sip of his sullen wine and pondered how to speak. "Then Zhu Yingying, why did you want to come to your house to take a bath?" He still had some doubts in his mind.

"Han Zhun, don't look at me like this, but if I say something that I don't have, it's really nothing." Huo Xieyang was a little dissatisfied, opened the remaining can of beer, and drank it by himself. "Let's be honest, among these young actors in the dance troupe, I am optimistic about Zhu Yingying. Down-to-earth, not arrogant or impatient. Unlike those other people, especially Qu Rou, who relies on her own good looks, she always wants to take shortcuts and become a big star like you. ”

Han Zhun nodded in agreement. "At that time, everyone had only one goal in mind, which was to work hard to practice dance, and nothing else."

"Yes, today's young people always want to be opportunistic." Huo Xianyang took over and said, "The dance troupe has also become more and more impetuous. Alas, sometimes I really want to leave the company, but what else can I do but dance? This sentence is like asking Han Zhun and himself. What about you? Huo Xieyang's words changed, "How is life in the entertainment industry?" ”

Han Zhun sighed and said, "On the surface, it is glamorous and positive, but in fact, it is dirty and dirty. ”

"You're already one of the lucky ones."

"yes, anyway, let's try it like this first, and if it doesn't work, I'll go back to the dance troupe." Han Joon smiled self-deprecatingly.

Huo Xieyang put down the beer in his hand and said to him seriously: "Han Zhun, you can't always think that there is a way out. The platform is always limited, and if you have the ability to enter a wider and wider field, don't come back. Go against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. ”

"You mean I'm never going back to the dance company again? I've been here for so many years, and my feelings are already deep. "Han Zhun never thought about leaving.

Huo Xieyang said again: "In this world, there must be sacrifice to gain. Not only you, but Yiyi, if you have the opportunity to take her with me, I will thank you from the bottom of my heart. She is very capable, and a bigger platform allows her to play herself better. You don't have to worry about me, a good friend, who will work with you and not drag you to the higher skies. With that, he picked up the beer can and drank it down.

These words made Han Zhun's heart sour, and he also drank it all, leaving all the touching words in his stomach.

This night is destined to be profound.

"Dididi..." The alarm clock rang as usual, Zhao Shuangwei quickly got up from the bed, and after sending a private message to Han Zhun, she didn't even brush her teeth, so she sat on the bed and began to read her "wrong book". This is specially prepared by Zhao Shuangwei for herself, she copied down every exercise or wrong question on the paper, and read it for 15 minutes every morning after getting up to strengthen the impression and avoid making mistakes again. After reading the "wrong book", Zhao Shuangwei got up to wash and change clothes, and took breakfast in his hand and ate it on the way.

In front of the bus stop, Yang Sang was waiting for her. He was wearing clean white sneakers, and when he saw her coming, he smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of sunshine and tenderness.

"Morning, Xiaowei." As soon as Yang Sang finished greeting her, the No. 714 bus arrived at the station. The two hurried to catch up with the car.

got into the car, Zhao Shuangwei held the guardrail with one hand, held the bread in the other, and ate slowly. Yang Sang saw that she was eating breakfast, and she didn't want to disturb her, so the two didn't say anything all the way. As long as he could guard her like now, Yang Sang was already satisfied, and more, he didn't dare to expect extravagantly.

Outside the window, the sun has risen high. A gust of wind blew from nowhere, rolling up the scattered leaves on the ground, as if to announce to the world: autumn has arrived.