9 CHAPTER IX

The elevator came to the eighteenth floor, and the two stepped out of the elevator.

Ye Xianyang was immersed in the shock brought by Song Yi's words, and failed to avoid the people who bumped into him.

"I'm sorry." Ye Xianyang stood firm and said to the comer.

"Is that you?"

Ye Xianyang looked up suspiciously, and there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of him.

The young man had dark hair, looked sunny and well-behaved, but his eyes looked at Ye Xianyang with malice.

"We know each other?" Ye Xianyang looked puzzled.

The young man's eyes were slightly stunned, and he immediately sneered: "I don't know." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Ye Xianyang a chance to react, and left directly.

Ye Xianyang said suspiciously: "Don't know? How do you feel like we have a grudge? ”

Song Yi stretched his waist, put his hands behind his head, and said disappreciatively: "Are there few people in the entertainment industry who have enemies with you?" ”

Ye Xianyang nodded in agreement, "That's the same." ”

"By the way, what about later? What happened to Wen Xiao and his uncle? Ye Xianyang didn't take the matter of the teenager to heart, and continued to ask.

Listening to Song Yi, Wen Xiao and Tang Yi used to be neighbors, and the little uncle often visited Tang Yi's house, because the age difference is not big, the children in the neighborhood like to play with him, and Wen Xiao is no exception.

The little uncle is not only good-looking, but also more mature and stable than the boys around him, and the girls like him very much.

Song Yi shrugged his shoulders and said: "Without later, it would be impossible for the little uncle to like her, and Sister Xiaoxiao didn't dare to let him know, and then gave up." ”

"Then how did she like Mr. Tang?"

Song Yi said: "I don't know, let's fall in love over time." ”

"Maybe it's really to repay the grace of saving lives."

"Not really."

Talking all the way, the two walked outside the private room.

Song Yi knocked on the door, and the door was opened a moment later.

"Two of you, please."

The staff behind the door leaned slightly towards the two.

When I walked into the room, I found that the area was not small, there were seven or eight round tables, and there were many people in different dresses, all of whom seemed to be related to the program team.

After Ye Xianyang and Song Yi appeared, many eyes focused on the two of them, and some whispers came at the same time.

"The program team has a banquet for the staff and investors, don't talk nonsense for a while, whether you recognize someone and greet you with a smile or not." Song Yi whispered beside her.

Ye Xianyang looked around, but didn't find a familiar face, and didn't pay attention to the attention of everyone.

"Ye Xianyang?"

"It seems to be a guest appointed by the investor."

"Why does Tang Yi still spend money for her? Waste of time and resources. ”

"Although I've seen her photos, real people are better looking than photos, but it's a pity that so many scenes are not popular."

"Who is the handsome little guy next to her? Assistant? Want WeChat. ”

"He's Tang Yi's cousin! Are you crazy! ”

"Huh?"

……

Follow the staff through the noisy crowd to the rightmost table in the first row.

"Miss Ye, your position is here." The staff pulled out the chair and said to Ye Xianyang.

Ye Xianyang looked at the other people at the table, dressed obviously differently from ordinary people, dressed very delicately from top to bottom, they should all be guests who are about to participate in the show.

"Mr. Song, please come with me."

The staff was ready to take Song Yi to other places.

Before leaving, Song Yi once again told her not to cause trouble, if she wanted to come to the original body to participate in this kind of banquet, she should have caused him a lot of trouble.

Ye Xianyang showed him a reassuring expression and sat down at the table.

Ye Xianyang, like most of the people at the table, looked at each other quietly.

Although they are relatively good people in various fields in the entertainment industry, most of them are meeting for the first time.

"Ye Xianyang, long time no see."

Ye Xianyang wasn't sure if there were any people on the table who had offended her, so she kept observing their expressions, but she didn't expect that there was really someone who knew her.

"Long time no see." Ye Xianyang looked at the man and smiled politely.

It was the woman who was sitting in the second position on Ye Xianyang's right hand that spoke.

The woman was dressed fashionably and boldly, a white bandeau with her belly button exposed, underneath. Wearing a pair of hot super shorts, he did a super exaggerated sequined manicure with his hands.

"Do you remember me?" The woman rested her cheek with one hand, and her expression was meaningful.

Ye Xianyang's expression was sincere, "I'm sorry, I don't remember." ”

The woman was not surprised at all, and sneered: "We met a year ago, and I wanted to ask you to shoot a set of MVs, but we were rejected miserably." Maybe you don't look down on a small workshop like us, it's really ruthless. ”

The crowd at the table looked at them as if they were lively, and they didn't intend to mingle.

Ye Xianyang was helpless in her heart, the smell of gunpowder was so heavy before the show started, and the audience had fun watching it after it really started.

"I didn't expect I to be able to sit at the same table with you for dinner in a year, right?"

Seeing that Ye Xianyang didn't speak, the woman was quite aggressive.

Although Ye Xianyang feels that she has inherited the wealth of the original body, she should also bear the infamy of the original body, but this does not mean that she will be beaten and scolded and be a soft persimmon.

"This lady, I have no obligation to help you shoot the MV, and you don't have to stick to the past. If the show officially starts filming, we need to live together peacefully for at least the next two months. Of course, if you don't want to, we can also do well water without river water. ”

Ye Xianyang leaned back, leaned back on the chair with his hands on his chest, and looked at each other with a calm look.

The woman's face was obviously much more ugly, but she couldn't say anything to refute it.

Today is just an ordinary dinner, the program team has not officially announced, and no one can be sure whether the people at the table will participate in the show with them in the future, so everyone did not waste extra energy, and nodded to each other even if they said hello.

As the minutes ticked by, the room became more and more crowded.

Thinking that the woman had been depressed for a long time, she couldn't swallow this breath, sneered at Ye Xianyang, and said, "You think you will definitely be able to participate in the show?" ”

Ye Xianyang raised his eyes and looked at the other party, without saying a word.

"You don't know, do you? Just because you can't get such good resources at all, and your word-of-mouth and reputation are likely to affect the show itself, so the program team invited one more guest than in the previous season, and if the audience reacts violently in the first episode, you will be kicked out immediately! When the time comes, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity to sit at the same table with me again. ”

The woman clearly cared a lot about Ye Xianyang's reaction after hearing this, but she pretended not to care and fiddled with her nails.

After the words were spoken, everyone at the table unanimously focused their eyes on Ye Xianyang, as if waiting to see a good show.

Ye Xianyang calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then slowly wiped the water stains on the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

The woman didn't wait for a response, and looked at Ye Xianyang unwillingly.

"So what?" Ye Xianyang met her gaze, her eyes full of clear doubts.

"It's just a normal opportunity for me, and without this one, there will be another one."

Ye Xianyang's tone was light, she didn't know if there was a next chance, but people live with a face and a tree with a skin, whether there is or not, the kung fu on the skin must not be lost.

The original body has offended so many people, and Ye Xianyang is not afraid of offending more people.

"Have you ever thought that the program team invited one more guest, if the audience of the first episode of the program did not reject me, then who should be replaced?"

Ye Xianyang's eyes swept over everyone, different from the impetuousness shown by the woman, they didn't react when they heard Ye Xianyang's words, that is to say, they firmly believed in their hearts that they would not become the ones who were replaced.

In this way, things are quite clear.

Ye Xianyang snorted and said, "This lady, you should know that you are the guest invited by the program team, right?" ”

Ye Xianyang deliberately accentuated the word "redundant".

Sure enough, the woman suddenly felt like she had been stepped on and had a sore foot, her beautiful eyes were full of sparks, and she couldn't wait to burn Ye Xianyang to death.

Maybe Ye Xianyang recognized the status quo and knew that the original body was not welcomed, so when he came into contact with her eyes, he had a twisted pleasure like a broken can.

Ye Xianyang dusted off the dust on his body, and wrote lightly: "In this way, if you can get this opportunity, it will stain my light, no matter whether I will be replaced or not at that time, you are just a superfluous replacement." ”

Ye Xianyang's parents divorced when she was a child, and she has long been accustomed to being alone, and she has developed a pair of sharp teeth, and she can kill the other party without using her hands.

Ye Xianyang could feel the eyes thrown at him from all directions, either surprised or probing.

The woman's eyes were red with anger, and her five fingers curled up in her palms.

It's a pity that this is the entertainment industry chasing fame and fortune, and no one thinks she is pitiful, only that she is beyond her means.

After all, the entertainment industry is a place that likes false appearances, and you shouldn't put the grudges that can't be put on the table in public.

Even if a woman is extremely angry, she can't have a seizure here, she can only glare at Ye Xianyang viciously a few times, turn her head and try to calm her breathing.

Ye Xianyang didn't care about diverting her gaze, as if nothing had happened, but whenever someone met her gaze, she would definitely smile politely back.

A few minutes later, the door behind him opened, and several people in suits and leather shoes walked in, including Tang Yi and his little uncle, Feast.

When they appeared, almost all attention was grabbed, and the room for hundreds of people fell silent instantly.

Ye Xianyang, like most people, followed them all the way to the front table.

Feast was dressed in a blue suit, walking in front and talking to the middle-aged man beside him in a low voice, with a tall figure, slender legs, and a sense of elegance and dignity between his gestures.

Ye Xianyang suddenly realized that every time she saw the feast, it seemed that every time she saw the feast, it could bring her different feelings.

There is a special charm in the feast, mature and restrained; Elegant and easy-going.

Tang Yi followed quietly behind him, and next to him stood the young man Ye Xianyang had bumped into in the corridor before.

Do they know each other?

Ye Xianyang sighed in her heart, the young man can't be the person next to Tang Yi, right? I didn't recognize the other party just now, did I show my stuffing?

The feast group sat down one after another, and there was a table away from Ye Xianyang's location.

Song Yi didn't know where to come from, so he leaned into Tang Yi's ear and whispered a few words.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Yi threw a knife at Ye Xianyang.

There was a lot of commotion just now, and Song Yi must have seen it, this guy actually complained to his cousin!

Ye Xianyang looked at his nose and nose and heart, as if nothing had happened.

However, before Ye Xianyang could relax, Song Yi suddenly walked to her side, bent down, and whispered, "Cousin asked you to come over and say hello to the investor." ”

Ye Xianyang looked up in surprise, "Why?" ”

It's not her turn to say hello in this kind of scene, right?

Song Yi said with a complicated expression: "The woman who had a dispute with you just now is a little lover raised by the investor. ”

Ye Xianyang: "......"

Song Yi probably thought she was scared, and comforted her with compassion: "Don't worry......"

"I've practiced sanda." Ye Xianyang was serious, "If they move their hands and feet, I will fight back." ”

"Idiot." Song Yi rolled his eyes, "My brother and uncle are here." ”

Ye Xianyang was still not at ease, and advised: "If there is a fight for a while, you can leave me alone, pull the opposite one, and let me take the opportunity to kick two more feet." ”

Song Yi: "......"

What the hell was this woman thinking?