Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 110 The Modern Entertainment Circle

Zuo Yan stood in the dark stairwell with a gloomy face, curled his fingers, and knocked heavily on the door.

After a long time, the sound of dragging footsteps came from inside the thin door panel.

With a soft "squeak" sound, the door opened a crack, and a young man appeared in front of his eyes with a messy head of hair. He was wearing an oversized cartoon T-shirt loosely, looking wrinkled, and he looked sleepy. , there were still red marks from long sleep on the fair side of his face.

He didn't seem to be very surprised by Zuo Yan's appearance, he just yawned lazily, stepped aside without saying a word, then opened the door, rubbed his messy hair, turned around Walked back into the room.

Zuo Yan stared at the open door in front of him, paused for a few seconds, then stepped into the door.

The door panel was closed behind him.

The room was dark, the curtains were drawn, and only a small night light was on.

Under the weak light, you can only vaguely see the undulating fuzzy lines of the furniture. Even if you can't see clearly, you can know that the room is surprisingly chaotic. .

In the middle of the living room, there is a mattress with quilts, pillows and other objects piled up messily on it.

The young man dragged himself to the edge of the mattress, and then threw himself onto it.

With the rustling sound of fabric rubbing, he arched under the stacked quilts, covering himself tightly, and a human-shaped bump rose on the mattress instantly.

——Didn't say a word the whole time.

Zuo Yan: "..."

He was a little dumbfounded.

I don't know when, the dark fire in his heart was extinguished without a trace just now, and the bottom of his heart was replaced by a strange softness.

Zuo Yan walked over and sat down on the edge of the mattress, feeling that the young man lying on it shrank back silently, making room for him.

"Why don't you live in the apartment I gave you?"

The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded in the silent room. There was no excess emotion in his voice, nor could he hear the interrogator's emotions.

"Ah, I forgot."

The young man's voice was still sleepy, and he replied nonchalantly.

In the next second, he poked his head out from under the quilt, and the lit night light on the side covered the top of his fluffy hair with a layer of gold.

Ge Xiu continued to move into the mattress, and asked lazily, "Come up?"

This question was simple and random, as if it was just a casual remark that the other party suddenly remembered, completely unaware of how much impact his simple actions would have on others' hearts.

Zuo Yan's heart was shocked, and an astonishingly huge emotional wave surged from the bottom of his heart, instantly drowning and swallowing his reason.

At that second, he couldn't even sort out his emotions.

He could only hear the sound of his sudden and violent heartbeat, and the hot blood pumped by the heart rhythmically hit his eardrums, making irregular sounds:

"Boom" "Boom"——

By the time he realized it, he had already taken off his coat and shoes by accident, and lay next to the other person on the mat.

Zuo Yan collected himself, reached out and pulled the quilt: "Hey, give me half."

The young man let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, but obediently let go of his hand, allowing Zuo Yan to tear away half of the quilt.

The quilt is very soft, and it feels almost weightless when covered on the body, and it still has a warm body temperature, wrapping Zuo Yan warmly.

He was unexpectedly at a loss.

Zuo Yan turned his head slightly to the side, looking at the blurred and hazy facial lines of the young man under the light of the night light.

The dark environment made him unable to see the other person's face clearly, but at such a close distance, he could clearly perceive the even rise and fall of the other person's back when breathing, and even the tiny airflow brought up by the flickering eyelashes, so subtle, but But it was so clear, so vivid, like a heavy hammer hitting straight into his heart, easily disturbing the frequency of his heartbeat.

how so……

Zuo Yan frowned, a little upset.

Ge Xiu yawned, took out his phone from under the pillow and glanced at it: "Let me sleep for three hours, 45 minutes and 20 seconds, and we will talk again then."

He threw away the phone, buried himself under the quilt again, and muttered sleepily:

"I'm trapped to death..."

After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep without hindrance.

Zuo Yan propped up his arms, stared at the face of the young man who was close at hand, raised his hand and gently touched the other's long forehead hair, his cool fingertips swept across his warm and soft side face, and he could even feel The opponent's even and moist breath sprayed on the fingertips.

already asleep.

Are you so relieved...

Zuo Yan stared down at the young man's sleeping face thoughtfully, his eyes softened unconsciously.

For some reason, he also felt a sense of drowsiness gradually attacking him.

His eyes darkened slightly, he lowered his arms, lay back to the position just now, and also closed his eyes.

Well, let's just take a break.

Three hours and 45 minutes later.

The buzzing buzz of the phone under the pillow broke the silence of the dark room.

Gosh opened his eyes abruptly.

He took out his cell phone, pressed the alarm clock, then yawned loudly, and stretched himself under the quilt.

Sure enough... I didn't have a nightmare this time.

It has been several worlds that I haven't experienced the feeling of sleeping peacefully.

Ge Xiu yawned again, turned his head to look behind him, but unexpectedly met a pair of awake eyes: "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." Zuo Yan replied.

Gexiu also doesn't care about the truth or falsehood of what the other party said, because he is really pressed for time now-this time point is his conclusion after a full three days of high-intensity calculations. After comparing the running speed, he designed a set of algorithms to calculate the time difference between the inside and outside of the virtual world based on the frequency of tasks issued by the outside world and the difference in time flow between the two.

And within 45 minutes from now, it happens to be in one of the dead ends.

That is, a period of time that cannot be directly observed by the outside world.

Ge Xiu originally planned to use this time to call Zuo Yan, but he didn't expect Zuo Yan to come to his house before the time came - but this is better, at least it saves the possibility of extra trouble.

He blinked and said bluntly: "I'm going to quit the entertainment industry."

Zuo Yan was startled, and raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"……Um?"

"The 8000 million I owe you, of course I have a way to pay it back."

While talking, Gexiu got up slowly, leaned forward and turned on the switch of the overhead light.

The room was suddenly flooded with light.

Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

"Now that we've come to this point, I'm ready to show my cards." With two big dark circles under his eyes, Ge Xiu pointed to a few blueprints that were thrown on the ground beside the mattress, and then said casually: " Does it look familiar? I designed it."

He dropped the bombshell without hesitation.

Zuo Yan sat up, bent down to pick up a sheet, and scanned the paper with his eyes.

The familiar lines on it shocked his heart.

His eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the young man sitting beside him. The young man still had a tired expression on his face, and the messy hair on the top of his head was curled up in all directions, showing that he was extremely disobedient.

Ge Xiu blinked lazily, and continued:

"I'll give you three more design drawings of a similar level. You can find any film and television project and put me in it, no matter how small the role is, and then transfer the remuneration to my account in the name of film remuneration, and then deduct what I owe you. 8000 million is enough."

Zuo Yan quickly recovered from the shock just now.

He put down the design drawing calmly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked:

"You know I'm your buyer?"

"Of course." Gexiu lay on the bed again, pulled the quilt up to his neck, and yawned lazily: "I have set up an automatic tracking program in the auction program, as long as it is activated, the personal information of the account can be located."

Zuo Yan stared down at the arched ball under the quilt, and the expression in the dark eyes was heavy:

"Why did you decide to tell me at this time?"

"Being a star is so boring."

Gexiu said sullenly: "It's so boring to make a show and fake a smile, and you have to exercise your body to take acting lessons, all of which are meaningless!!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, he sat up straight up suddenly, and then said through gritted teeth: "And...to be a star, you actually have to control your sugar intake! Manager Li came to my house yesterday All my inventory was confiscated!!”

Zuo Yan: "..."

He laughed lowly.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?"

Zuo Yan restrained the smile on his lips, raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the emotion in the deep pupils was inexplicable:

"What if I don't cooperate?"

Ge Xiu shrugged, and the oversized neckline hung crookedly on his shoulders. He had obviously thought about the answer to this question a long time ago: "It's very simple, I will terminate the contract with your company directly, and I will pay the termination fee, and then transfer the contract. Star Entertainment earned 8000 million through the same method."

"Aren't you worried about being retaliated by me?"

"Don't worry." Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Will you?"

Let him go free again and again, even his life may be lost.

Will revenge?

Gexiu is confident.

In other words, deep down in his heart, he actually hoped that Zuo Yan would take revenge—if he could stand on the opposite side without any scruples, Ge Xiu would be much more comfortable.

He has thousands of ways to deal with his enemies, but he doesn't know how to deal with a sincere person who only wants to give without asking for anything in return.If he wanted to, it would be enough to stir up the current situation and overturn the world. He has always been used to confronting authority, but he is not used to being protected by authority.

This feeling of being at a loss was also very foreign to him.

He even hopes to get rid of his current predicament by probing the opponent's bottom line unscrupulously and harvesting an enemy.

There was a secret expectation in Ge Xiu's eyes.

Zuo Yan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his frizzy hair, his voice was as soft as a sigh:

"I do not know."

Ge Xiu's head was pressed down, and his long forehead hair drooped, blocking his eyes.

His eyes were downcast, dark and deep in the deep shadows.

He curled his lips in frustration.

——That's what I'm worried about.

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Zuo's entertainment company announced that it will start filming the much-anticipated super-epic-level IP. Almost the entire entertainment industry has gathered well-known traffic celebrities, famous screenwriters wrote and worked, and international famous directors and top special effects teams participated in the production. The unscrupulous style of throwing money set off a frenzied discussion on the Internet, which can be described as attracting much attention.

Zuo Yan walked into the simple and deserted milk tea shop, frowning.

Ge Xiu poked his head out from the corner and waved to him: "Here."

Zuo Yan walked over in this direction, and then sat opposite Ge Xiu. He was tall and long-legged, and he seemed a little awkward sitting in the narrow seat.

"Why did you choose this place?"

"It's close to my home." Ge Xiu yawned boredly: "If you have anything to say, hurry up, I have to rush back to design the drawings."

Zuo Yan chuckled lightly: "So busy?"

"Of course." Ge Xiu stretched his waist: "I am very dedicated."

"Except for the profession of celebrity?" Zuo Yan raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of ridicule on his lips.

Gosho: "..."

He became a little angry: "...Why did you ask me to come out?"

Zuo Yan smiled and shook his head.

He took out the contract and bank card, and got straight to the point:

"Sign it, and you can get paid."

Ge Xiu swiped his name a few times, turned the bank card in his hand twice, and then handed it back to Zuo Yan: "Now, clearing up?"

Zuo Yan didn't accept it, but took out a contract again.

It was the nurturing contract that Gexiu signed at the beginning.

He said slowly:

"Since we are partners now, this will be invalidated naturally. According to the compensation clause in the contract, these should be regarded as my liquidated damages."

He pushed back the bank card to Gexiu:

"Now, we're done."

Zuo Yan raised his lips, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

His outline is very deep, and the lines of the eye sockets and the bridge of the nose are tough and deep, giving people a strong sense of oppression, but when he stares down, he seems to have a faint affectionate meaning: "If this is the case, then I can I'm officially pursuing you, isn't it?"

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In the bushes outside the window, the flashing light flashed covertly, and under the strong sunlight, it quickly disappeared without a trace.