At nine o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the bustling nightlife of City C has just begun. In the heart of the city, colorful neon lights complement each other, and fashionably dressed young men and women gather in groups on the streets, squandering their money and youth, jointly promoting the prosperity of the city.

Because at nine o'clock in the evening, even ambulances could not be unimpeded in the center of the city, the group did not set the location of the second half too far, just a twenty-minute walk from the night bar in the Tang Dynasty.

I thought that the distance was not far, and the group drove a car, and it would only take a few minutes to reach the destination. But tonight's traffic seems to be extraordinarily congested, almost like constipation. It was only a twenty-minute walk, and the group drove a sports car that could fly up to 200 yards per hour at any speed, and they had to move on the road for more than half an hour.

Zhou Yuan looked at the car in front of him that was crawling slower than a turtle, and the hand that was originally holding the steering wheel couldn't help but pat the horn a few times, and then spread his body: "I know the road earlier, it's better to walk over directly!" Who said you have to drive? ”

"Zhou Dashao, didn't your old man take the lead and directly open the car door?"

"If I pull the car door in front, you won't pull me in the back!" Zhou Yuan looked like a bully, his narrow phoenix eyes swept away, and the young man in the back seat was silent. has been bullied by Zhou Yuan since he was a child, and this has formed a conditioned reflex.

The slightly chubby young man in the back seat, who was also in his early twenties, wore a black tweed trench coat. This person's surname is Yuan, and his surname is quite normal. He is the old man in the family, and the old man in the family has deep expectations for him, so he looks at this kid soaring into the sky. In order to give him a name with a good meaning, he rummaged through a dictionary.

At the beginning, give a name to Yuan Fei? However, Lao Tzu thinks that although the implication is good, it seems to be a bit popular. This name is too passerby, not good. What about Yuan Chong? Old Man Yuan is a down-to-earth and steady character, and he doesn't want his hard-won son to be impulsive in the future.

Later, thousands of choices were chosen from the top of the crowd of words. Yuan Xiao, Yuan Xiao! At that time, Mr. Yuan's old man read it a few times, and it sounded quite like Yunxiao, and he felt that this name was imposing and kind, so he gave the name of his sad son.

Yuan Xiao, Lantern Festival! Poor Young Master Yuan was chubby when he was a child, but he was laughed at because of this name, and he was nicknamed Tangyuan by a group of friends who played from childhood to adulthood.

Young Master Yuan, who was called Tangyuan, has now grown to the age of twenty-one, and he still hasn't been able to lose weight. When I was a child, I was a little fat man, and when I was a teenager, everyone was stretching at a rapid pace, and he was also elongated, but the width did not change, and he still failed to become a tsundere boy. Now that I'm an adult, I'm actually pretty good-looking, and I look like I'm blessed~

Zhou Yuan was upset because of the traffic jam, and then saw Xiao Han sitting in the car from the reflector, his face pale and his brows furrowed.

"Tang Yuan'er, I said you look at Xiao Han! Don't let him throw up. Taking advantage of the red light, Zhou Dashao took a can of milk from the Xiaoice box on the right side of the driver's seat.

Yuan Xiao took it, inserted the straw and handed it to Xiao Han. While helping him hold the small milk carton, he also laughed evilly: "I said Xiao Han, you are angry at the crown?" How about it, with Miss Su, it's settled? ”

"If you didn't learn the language well back then, don't quote ancient texts, the author will cry." Xiao Han took the carton of milk angrily, he was a little drunk when he was only drinking on an empty stomach, and the air in the car was not circulating, so he felt dizzy. Milk already has the effect of relieving hangover, and after a few sips, I feel slightly better.

"His level, you are not ignorant. I think I lived in Europe for two years when I was a child, and the reflex arc was too long, and it hasn't slowed down yet! Zhou Yuan made fun of it, and said it affectionately and casually. The three of them have been mixed together since they were teenagers, and their relationship is not much worse than that of their own brothers, and they don't have so many scruples about talking.

"Speaking of which, why do I think that you and that Miss Su are hot on your head, and people don't mean that?" Zhou Yuan has a good background and good looks, and he is barely a fancy man in their group. Seeing a lot of people, Zhou Yuan's vision is much more poisonous than Yuan Xiao's.

Originally, the circle was not big, and it depended on luck to find a girl who had the intention of marrying at home and happened to be a little interesting to herself. The six glasses of wine he poured may not have the meaning of letting Xiao Han brush his favorability in front of Su Qin. Su Qin was really grateful to Xiao Han later, but that action, that look, everything, just didn't have so much love between men and women.

"Where do you think of it, how can you be so fast." Xiao Han waved his hand and put aside the milk bottle that he had taken a few sips. Originally, when he heard the old man in the family mention the marriage intention with the Su family, he was quite disgusted. Although I don't have much contact with Su Qin, we are in the same circle and have known each other since childhood. Su Qin gave him the feeling that he was like a competitive and unruly lady. He likes gentle women, Su Qin, and is never on his menu.

However, now he felt that he did not know her well enough in the past. After getting along for a while, he seems to be really a little concerned.

"Quick? It's been half a year, isn't it? Zhou Yuan's brows twitched, and then he remembered Su Qin's age, nodded slightly, and the corners of his thin lips hooked up a trace of arc: "However, that girl is not yet twenty years old, so it's okay to take your time." ”

Xiao Han slowly lowered his head in the back seat, his long and thin eyelashes hanging down, covering the deep meaning that flashed in his eyes. Anyway, she's still young, take your time, it's okay.

After half an hour of jamming the road, the group came to night. Although nominally just a bar, Night is actually more akin to a small casino. Today, Zhou Yuan made the east and chartered a medium box in the night. It's not that I think it's a waste of money to pack a big bag, it's just that it's a total of people and the place is too big, but it makes people feel empty and alienated.

As soon as she entered the box, Su Qin found a corner that was not very noticeable and sat down. Now she is not afraid of dealing with these young masters and ladies in front of her, but low-key has become a habit, and she can't change it for a while.

Zhou Dashao was just the opposite of Su Qin, as soon as he entered the box, he took the microphone directly. People like Zhou Yuan should probably be born in the gorgeous spotlight, and everyone should be in the spotlight!

Su Qin watched him stand in the center and sing, a faint light swept over him, and in the thick ink, his gray suit seemed to be glowing with a faint light dust. The coffee-colored broken hair hung down in front of his eyes, and he narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes, as if he was intoxicated. His voice has a strong magnetism, and the lingering compassion of a love song is like a whisper between lovers.

If Zhou Dashao can enter the showbiz, with his voice and his means, if he is not popular, it can only be said that everyone in the world is blind!

"What's the matter, every time I watch Zhou Dashao sing, I feel that it is a waste of talent for him not to be a star!" Xuan Ning sat beside Su Qin, looking at Zhou Yuan standing in the beam, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated.

Perhaps for ordinary people, being able to become a star is a shortcut to success and a fortunate thing. However, for them, for Mr. Zhou, who is waiting for Zhou Dashao to inherit the family business, being a star can only be said to be a plaything that does not follow the right path.

"Hmm." Su Qin nodded, and only the moment he stood on the stage and picked up the microphone, Zhou Yuan would restrain his demeanor and become calm and charming. Perhaps, only the stage is where he can really shine.

It's just that life will never be perfect, and there will always be regrets. The stage is for Zhou Yuan, maybe the same.

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This afternoon, I unexpectedly found that I actually recommended it for the first time~ I'm so happy.

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