Sun Yangyang held the goblet in front of him with a smile, and at the same time signaled to Wu and Ye with his eyes.
It can be seen that this girl has a good education.
"Hello, Yangyang, why are you back from the island country?"
"It was too difficult to start a career there, so I came back."
Sun Yangyang's words surprised Ye Yuwei. Didn't he expose his own shortcomings?
"Mr. Wu, I submitted my resume to the drama produced by your company, please take care of me when the time comes!"
"Haha! Yangyang, you don't need to submit a resume if you want to act, just make a phone call."
Wu Jingxiang had a smile on her lips, and her temperament returned to her elegant and indifferent look.
"This is Miss Ye Yuwei! My name is Sun Yangyang. I watched your show when I was in the island country."
"I graduated from the Takarazuka Music School in Kyoto, an island nation."
Sun Yangyang speaks very directly and does not hide anything. This is the real daughter of a rich family who will not deliberately pretend to be anything.
When Ye Yuwei heard the other party announcing his family status, he felt inferior in his heart.
Takarazuka is a niche performance group in the island country, but it is the largest and most profitable theater troupe in the island country.
Takarazuka has produced many celebrities, including the wife of the prime minister, the daughter-in-law of a top wealthy family, the wife of a large company, etc.
You can think of it as a mixture of China National Theater and Tsinghua University.
"Hello, Miss Sun, I'm Ye Yuwei." He briefly introduced himself to avoid embarrassment.
"Yangyang, when do you have time to make an appointment to take a group of fashion photos?" Chen Mei had a flattering look in her eyes.
But this old woman didn't even look at Ye Yu.
Obviously, she thinks Ye Yuwei is just Long Zitao's new plaything and there is no need to pay attention to him at all.
"Sister Chen, you're welcome. You are a senior figure in the fashion industry. It's an honor for me to be in your photo shoot."
"It's our honor. Yangyang, your temperament and figure are really great. You are born with a natural ability to dress."
Several people chatted happily, as if what just happened never happened.
Ye Yuwei really admired these people from the upper class, and it was as if they could change the situation with their hands.
At the end of the banquet, Ye Yuwei politely declined Long Zitao's gift to her, but Wu Jingxiang did not want to give it to her.
PARKING LOT
"Brother Zitao, can you give me a ride?"
"Yangyang, don't you have your own car?"
"But I just want you to give it to me."
"…All right!"
Long Zitao hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
Neon flashes, crowds of people
Long Zitao, who was sitting in the Lincoln car, looked as calm as a mountain.
"Haha! Brother Zi Tao, you have grown so big now, you seem to be a different person."
"Things change and people change. Bai Ju passes away. People will always change."
"See, my heart for you has never changed. I remember every bit of it when we were trainees together."
Sun Yangyang's eyes became hot when he looked at the former, like the sun breaking through the darkness.
"Thank you very much for taking care of me at that time."
"Are you just thanking you for taking care of me? I always thought you would always miss me."
"Yangyang, although I am older than you, I have always treated you as my sister."
Long Zitao's soft voice seemed to be filled with memories of the past.
"But, my feelings for you are just that of a brother and sister."
"Brother Zitao, is it because of Brother Fan? There is nothing between me and him. He is the one who stalks me."
"Yangyang, it's all over. I don't want to know what happened to you and him."
Long Zitao's voice was low, cold, and seemed to have no emotion.
"So you have a new crush?"
Seeing that the former was silent, he then chuckled and said, "It can't be that Ye Yuwei, right? Did she make you have true feelings?"
"This is my private matter."
"She was very beautiful, but she dropped out of junior high school and wandered around the society. Do you know her story?"
Sun Yangyang's eyes as beautiful as stars in the night sky flashed with mockery, and he moved his body slightly closer to the former:
"Also, I think Wu Jingxiang seems to have a special relationship with her. You should know who he is."
"Yangyang, please be careful with your words."
"Isn't what I said the truth? Brother Zi Tao, I also want to remind you to pay attention to your identity. Actors are not reliable after all."
"Haha! Yangyang, you and I are both in this business in a sense, but you can actually say such a thing."
"...I'm just afraid that you will be fooled."
Sun Yangyang felt that she had indeed made a mistake. She was not that kind of little woman in the market.
"Yangyang, you're home." Long Zitao got out of the car and opened the door for the former.
Although Sun Yangyang still has a lot to say, this is not a good time.
After watching her enter the expensive pure copper classically carved door, Long Zitao turned around and left in the car.
villa
Ye Yuwei, who was worried, sat heavily on the sofa.
"Sister Ye Zi, if you keep such expensive clothes pressed like this, they will get wrinkled." Lu Fangxin, who came out of the kitchen, quickly put down her juice and walked over to pull the former up.
Ye Yuwei was a little embarrassed and was pulled up by this little sister.
Lu Fangxin carefully inspected the other party's clothes, and then said seriously: "Change out quickly!"
"Okay, thank you Fangxin."
Ye Yuwei walked back to the house with a gentle smile and saw Zhang Zijing combing her hair in the mirror.
The horn comb passed through the long, dense black hair, and the sound of salsa rang out in the silent room.
"I thought you wouldn't come back tonight!" Zhang Zijing in the mirror showed a meaningful smile.
"How could it be possible? There are still some reporters standing guard outside." Ye Yuwei, who felt a little guilty, took off her clothes.
"I heard that places like that always have comfortable rooms."
"That's it! It's just a hall for everyone to chat."
"Oh! It seems that my imagination is too rich."
Ye Yuwei, who had changed her clothes, hurried over and said, "Zijing, look! What a beautiful jade pendant."
"Humph! That's why you went with him."
Zhang Zijing's words were like a sharp blade, making the latter silent and feeling pain in his heart.
"Although I'm not as rich as Teacher Long, I don't care about this thing either."
"...Zi Jing, I..."
"Yi Zi, I'm asking you now, what do you think? I've been asking you for a long, long time."
Zhang Zijing put down the comb in her hand, her bright eyes full of seriousness.
Ye Yuwei put down the pendant, thought for a while and slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
"Zijing, I want to ask you a question, what will happen if I don't take those things?"
"...Yi Zi, so what! You just rejected them."
"Zijing, you think too simply. We are exchanging our youth and beauty for resources."
Ye Yuwei got up from the bed, walked to the window and looked at the stars outside:
"Zijing, how could I have obtained those resources without them? I don't want my youth to be lost."
"So, you want to 'dance' among those men!"
"He is a good dancer with long sleeves!"
"I think you are playing with fire. None of those people are easy to mess with."
Zhang Zijing cannot agree with the former's approach, as her experience and thinking do not allow it.
She comes from a wealthy family, is a student in a regular school, and has never been beaten by any society.
In a sense, she is as lucky as Lu Fangxin, but the latter is more famous than her.
"Zijing, I'm sure, don't worry about me."
"I'm not happy. I don't want you to do that. We can work hard together."
"Zijing, you are too naive. When this group is disbanded, what else will you have?"
Zhang Zijing looked at the former blankly, she was stopped by the question.
Her original company couldn't count on it at all, and she didn't have much resources within the group.
The key is that you are not popular! What will you do once the group disbands?
Fans brag every day that they can take off as a solo artist, which is pure nonsense from young fans.
"Yi Zi, we can go step by step."
"I'm just taking it step by step. When I become really popular, I won't rely on anyone."
Ye Yuwei showed a confident look, walked up to Zhang Zijing, and put her arms on the other person's shoulders.
"Zijing, I hope you understand me and support me."
"…I"
Just when Zhang Zijing didn't know what to do, Lu Fangxin's voice came: "For midnight snack, I bought a barbecue."