The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

"First send the photo to Chen Ge's cell phone in an anonymous way, and then use Chen Ge's hand to deal with Zhou Chuxun, and remove yourself from this matter by the way, Zhou Yifan, your method of killing people with a knife good."

The provocative meaning in Ke Zhenyu's tone was too obvious, Zhou Yifan gradually came back to his senses, and after a nasty smile was raised on his face, he said: "What? The backyard is on fire?"

"Ah." After speaking, Ke Zhenyu put his arm on the bar with his back to the bar, changed a comfortable posture and said, "First, I was slapped twice by your precious brother Zhou Chuxun, and then I was slapped by your company's Artist Chen Ge dropped a lot of things on his body."

The words Zhou Chuxun made Zhou Yifan feel psychologically loathed, and he fiddled with the unfinished seafood fried rice in front of him without expression, before he said, "Really? Then congratulations."

"It should be me congratulating you."

Seeing Zhou Yifan turning his head, Ke Zhenyu moved closer to him, pretended to be affectionate and patted his shoulder, and said, "Finally, you are no longer as stupid as you used to be, making people feel pitiful."

"Damn it! Ke Zhenyu! You fucking tell me one more thing!"

"Fanfan!"

Zhou Yifan originally wanted to grab Ke Zhenyu who was about to leave and beat him up, but his hand was quickly grabbed by He Yao who was next to him.

Seeing Zhou Yifan looking back with red eyes and looking like he wanted to swallow someone up, He Yao tried harder and said, "Fanfan, calm down, he's drunk."

Zhou Yifan was terrified when he was angry, he was in that kind of madness-like state with no sense at all, remembering that in the past he could directly open a wine bottle to that person just because of a word from someone else, He Yao hurriedly pressed his shoulder and forced him to He sat down and said, "Fanfan, the purpose of our coming here tonight is to celebrate! Also, my dad and they are all here."

He Yao's words brought Zhou Yifan back to normal, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, I'm fine."

But the words that Ke Zhenyu said to himself just now were turning over and over in his head.

Yes, he is pitifully stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed by Zhou Chuxun in that way like a dog in his previous life.

Then he remembered the scene of Ke Zhenyu dying when Zhou Chuxun broke his hands and feet that night.

It is his freedom to save or not, and no one can force him, but in the final analysis, it is because he is too stupid and weak that they look down on him like this.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan who lowered his head could not help but clenched his hands tightly.

"Tsk tsk, these young people now..." After speaking, Miao Yuanshan turned to look at Zhou Yunjin, and said, "Whose family did that child just now belong to? Why are you so arrogant?"

Arrogance was just one side of it, but he could see his unusual interest in Zhou Yifan from the man's eyes.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yunjin didn't speak.

"Xiao Fan? Zhou Yifan?!"

Feeling a push from He Yao next to him, Zhou Yifan came back to his senses, saw Miao Yuanshan on the opposite side looking at him, he said with a slightly dazed expression, "Uncle Miao, what's the matter?"

Miao Yuanshan clicked his tongue and said, "I promised you to go out and shoot the MV for Ling Feng's album, why? Why don't you come over and thank me?"

Although his expression was as usual, there was a hint in his eyes that he was coming to please me.

After hearing what he said, Zhou Yifan immediately took the wine glass in front of him and walked to Miao Yuanshan's side, then pushed He Yao away from his seat without warning, and at the same time used a He said in an extremely flattering tone: "Uncle Miao, I don't even know how to thank you this time. In order to express my gratitude, I will drink this glass of wine first as a respect!"

He Yao who was pushed aside stared blankly at Zhou Yifan's back, thinking that he recovered a little too quickly, right?

The extremely desolate lifestyle in the few years before his death actually taught Zhou Yifan a lot of things, such as self-regulation, such as always having an optimistic attitude. Now he values ​​Ling Feng's album the most, so as long as he He will become extremely focused on anything related to this matter.

Ling Feng's album has a total of twelve songs, but according to the current domestic market trend, coupled with the cost of making an MV and the artist's own popularity, the result of their team's discussion is to first shoot four songs in the album into an MV , in the future, if the sales volume of the album is good, they can add two more songs.

Usually the mv of an artist's song is often shot by several different directors.

The reason is that each song has a different style and artistic conception, and they also need to refer to the director's shooting techniques.

But Miao Yuanshan is different from ordinary directors after all. Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan leaned closer to him and said, "Uncle Miao, we are going to shoot four MVs for Ling Feng this time, so..." said After that, his smile became brighter and he said: "Will you help us finish all the filming?"

Miao Yuanshan actually knew what he was up to early on, but after hearing what he said, he still raised his eyebrows and said, "You trust me so much?"

"Uncle Miao, are you talking nonsense? Looking at the entire entertainment industry today, who can catch up with you? Tsk tsk, just the dozens of trophies in your living room are a complete testimony of your strength!"

Hearing Zhou Yifan's frothy talk, Miao Yuanshan's expression gradually became a little speechless. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "Zhou Yifan, your skill in flattering is also unmatched."

Seeing him get up, Zhou Yifan followed him and said, "Uncle Miao, where are you going?"

"To the bathroom, do you want to go together?"

"Dad, I'll accompany you."

Probably because he was worried that Miao Yuanshan drank too much wine, seeing him walking to his side, He Yao immediately stood up and supported him.

Japanese sake is similar to Shaoxing in China, it doesn't feel like drinking it, but it has a lot of stamina, but Zhou Yifan's alcohol capacity is good, even though he has drunk a lot, he still remains sober.

Thinking that he was already working hard, when Zhou Yifan calmed down and prepared to have another drink, he saw Zhou Yunjin sitting across from him.

I seemed to have ignored him for a long time, and even the two chefs who were grilling meat for them just now didn't know where they went.

Seeing that Zhou Yunjin also raised his head at this time, Zhou Yifan smiled dryly, and then sat beside him with his own wine glass maintaining that embarrassing mood.

"Cousin, how did you move Uncle Miao?"

Seeing him looking at him with a half-smile, Zhou Yifan came back to his senses, and called out awkwardly: "Yunjin."

Zhou Yunjin turned back, held the glass of sake in front of him and said: "No matter what kind of pain, it will recover after a long time. As for Director Miao, what he lacks is an opportunity to let him get out."

His expression was a bit sad, Zhou Yifan didn't know the reason, after oh, he continued to drink in suspense.

Miao Yuanshan and He Yao probably fell into the toilet, or they were standing at the door of the bathroom talking to each other. After a while, Zhou Yifan gradually felt the awkward atmosphere around them.

What happened last time had already become a knot in Zhou Yifan's heart, coupled with his straightforward personality, so after hesitating for a while, he called out again: "Yunjin."

Zhou Yunjin turned around, with no special expression on his face.

Now that he saw his face, he would become very nervous, Zhou Yifan secretly rubbed his palms against his knees, and said, "It's all my fault for what happened last time. You have a lot of adults, please forgive me once?!"

At the end of Zhou Yifan's words, it turned into an obvious wail.

Zhou Yunjin glanced at him and said, "Cousin?"

"No, no, Yunjin, it's Yunjin."

Seeing his eagerness to please her, Zhou Yunjin suppressed a smile and said, "Okay, I forgive you."

"Thank you! Cousin!"

Zhou Yunjin didn't need to remind him this time, Zhou Yifan said very self-consciously: "I said something wrong, I will punish myself with three cups first."

"This wine has a lot of stamina, so be careful not to get drunk after a while."

"It's okay, I can drink well, I won't get drunk."

At the end, He Yao glanced at Miao Yuanshan who was about to fall asleep next to him, then at Zhou Yifan who was supported by Zhou Yunjin and kept his head down, and said, "Cousin, I'll take my dad back, Fanfan is sorry for your trouble."

Zhou Yunjin nodded, but in his heart, he didn't understand why He Yao called him cousin.

They're just good friends, right?

"I'm not going, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Just as he said goodbye to He Yao and the others, Zhou Yifan sat down on the side of the road very suddenly.

Seeing him burying his head in his arms and looking weak all over, Zhou Yunjin realized that he was probably drunk.

It was very late and it was not easy to take a taxi. Seeing a decent hotel not far away, Zhou Yunjin kicked Zhou Yifan who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Get up, I'll take you to bed."

The surroundings were silent, and it wasn't until Zhou Yunjin squatted down that he realized that Zhou Yifan had fallen asleep.

"Really, don't drink if you can't drink so much! You're in trouble!"

Originally, Zhou Yunjin wanted to carry Zhou Yifan to the hotel opposite, but unfortunately...he overestimated his own physical ability.

In desperation, he had no choice but to hold Zhou Yifan by the ear to get him up, and then carried him back to the opposite hotel with difficulty.

"Zhou Yunjin, although you are a bit sissy, you are actually quite a nice person."

Hearing Zhou Yifan say such a sentence, Zhou Yunjin sneered, thinking it was good, and compared herself to a sissy.

If they hadn't happened to be in the middle of the road, he really wanted to leave Zhou Yifan here.

The next day, Zhou Yifan woke up with a splitting headache and dry mouth, and after getting up drowsily, he realized that he seemed to be in a hotel room.

"Don't sleep?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yifan stopped scratching his hair and turned around.

His thinking became a little sleepy because of the hangover. After a while, he lowered his head in a daze and said, "Cousin, why did we wake up in the same bed? Also, why didn't we have any clothes on?"