Pretending to be A idol rollover scene

A group of people stood at the entrance of the bar in the art district, reeking of alcohol, chatting and chatting. They breathed out and made all kinds of jokes. When they saw Yi Beichen coming out, they all laughed and yelled non-stop.

On New Year's Eve, the air is very cold, with the smell of firecrackers secretly set off, like the secret joy of stealing jade and incense.

Yi Beichen greeted several staff members in his own studio, and stepped out of the bar, but was almost thrown back into the room by the cold air that hit his face.

The buzzing of the mobile phone in his pocket still didn't mean to stop. He could only wrap his coat tightly from his head pocket to his ankles, gritted his teeth, and rushed into the cold winter night.

He just walked out two steps, then came back again, and adjusted his clothes and hairstyle in front of the mirror. He seemed to feel that his hair was slumped, and the curled ends of his hair were not perfect enough. I won't lift the mask until I go back tonight.

No one watched the one in the middle of the night, and even the secretly filmed Yu Ji went home for the New Year, but Yi Beichen is a complete peacock spirit, and he can't get past this level by himself.

After finishing all the busy work, he went back to the place where there were few people, and he turned on the bluetooth headset and answered the phone: "Hello?"

"What were you doing just now, why did you answer my call?" A cold voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

There was a smile on the corner of Yi Beichen's mouth, but his eyes were colder than the overnight snow on the treetops in the ninety cold days: "There is a bureau, I didn't hear it. What is the big brother looking for me? He wants to inform me that the old man is dead. Yet?"

"Nonsense!" Brother Yi Nanchuan's voice of reproach came from the other end of the phone, but he didn't overreact, let alone scold Yi Beichen for his disrespect.

Everything seems to be in the tacit understanding.

After a pause, Yi Nanchuan said: "Today is New Year's Eve, and you don't come back. How can you be fooling around outside?"

Yi Nanchuan was stern and cold-spoken, just like their father Yi Jiang, making one wonder if he was poured out of the same molten iron mold. He looked like a regular army of business elites.

But Yi Beichen is different, he is like a retail investor who grows in the wild, with ostentatious flower branches and the most turbulent screen in the world. Anyway, what he looks like depends on his own preferences, and no one can control him.

"Legal communication, reasonable entertainment, big brother, you are such a mother-in-law, you don't look like an alpha." Yi Beichen complained in a tone of indifference.

Speaking of it, the Yi family started from the old man, all the way to his two brothers, all three of them were alphas, and this rare alpha gene appeared in groups of wholesalers in his family as if they didn't need money.

Yi Nanchuan paused and said, "The song we sang at the party today is very nice. We saw it on TV by chance. I must also congratulate you for winning the Most Popular Actor Award... How have you been lately?"

"Thank you," said Yi Beichen in low spirits, "it's still the same." It was obvious that winning the award was not enough for him to be gratified.

The expected answer, Yi Nanchuan said "hmm", and then said: "Father misses you very much..."

I didn't expect Yi Beichen to change the topic abruptly after just starting the conversation: "Did sister-in-law give birth?"

The other party still didn't want to listen to what he wanted to say, Yi Nanchuan sighed, "It's almost here, the due date of this month."

Yi Beichen: "Okay, I'll go back and see my little nephew when the time comes."

Yi Nanchuan also laughed, the atmosphere was relaxed for a few seconds, and soon became discordant again, because Yi Nanchuan still didn't express the central idea: "If you have time, come back more often, and see your father too."

Yi Beichen's voice turned cold several degrees in an instant: "Let's talk when we have time."

The implication is that there is no time.

Yi Nanchuan obviously came with a mission this time, and his tone returned to his coldness: "Recently, the company's business has been developing well, and the transnational field has also expanded relatively smoothly. It can be regarded as a successful initial battle in the ideal field. My father has been working day and night because of business, and he looks a lot older, and the company is currently employing people..."

Yi Beichen listened to his eldest brother's chatter, and walked along the snow marks stepped on by others, but his eyes glanced at a single lamp that was lit in the square not far away. The lamp was tall and cool, illuminating an undisturbed of snow.

"If you have something to say, what detour should you make?" Yi Beichen lazily interrupted after watching the snowy scene for a long time.

Yi Nanchuan said bluntly: "Actually, I want to ask when you will be free. When you come back home, we arranged for children from several well-matched partners' families to meet you."

Yi Beichen sneered: "Sure enough, what good things can you do with me? You're going to arrange a blind date again, right? This time it's amazing. Do you want to cast a wide net and focus on fishing?"

Although he said joking words, his eyes were cold and cold, just like Shujiu Hantian, without any emotional fluctuations, like an extremely cold ice pool.

Yi Nanchuan: "Although you have developed fairly well in the entertainment industry these years, it is a mixed circle after all. Why don't you come back and manage the company with your eldest brother, take over the business from your father and continue to accumulate capital to expand the business. Of course, we also I will find you a suitable Omega, why not do it..."

us?These two words are really harsh.

Yi Beichen glanced at the pitch-black sky, and interjected, "Don't you hate him?"

Yi Nanchuan's eloquent words stopped, and after the two fell into a long silence, Yi Nanchuan said calmly: "No hate, there is nothing to hate."

Yi Beichen: "But I hate him, I hate him for being dirty."

Yi Nanchuan took a deep breath, and couldn't help raising his voice a few degrees: "Is there true purity in this world? Is there a pure land you mentioned?"

Yi Beichen didn't speak, he walked slowly along a circle of barbed wire, looking at the piece of pure snow surrounded by it, slightly lost in thought.

Yes, but he didn't bother to say it because the eldest brother might not understand.

Yi Beichen looked through the barbed wire fence and saw the clean white snow inside. At first, he felt like a stage—a stage made of white snow.At this moment, the dazzling cold light is reflected on it, as if sprinkled with a piece of crystal brilliance.

Sporadic snowflakes began to float in the night sky again, falling on Elbechen's opensize cashmere coat, showing the most beautiful silver chestnut crystal form, but in just a moment, the beauty disappeared.

Yi Nanchuan couldn't hear the response, thinking that he had convinced his brother who was 4 years younger than him, so he took off his armor and said with seriousness: "Beichen, you will be 27 next year, the age to start a family, you enter this circle For so many years, there is no one who is truly marked. We are actually worried about you... But it is actually a good thing to think about it from another angle. There are no pure people in the entertainment industry, and we do not believe that you can find the right person who matches your height. standard."

His brother made it clear that he was prejudiced against this circle. It was true to be impetuous and pompous, but not everyone sank in the filth with a stomach full of bad water. After all, it was just a job, just with a more glamorous appearance than others.However, his brother doesn't know much about this industry, and it is too extreme to judge that there is no good person in this industry just by following others' opinions.

Yi Beichen buttoned his hood, the moisture on his long eyelashes was frosted, the golden peacock stood still, and just now he took out his hand from the warm pocket as if condescending, and caught two snowflakes in the palm of his hand, absent-mindedly Say, "What if I can find it?"

These words are a bit angry, but they can't help expressing the expectations that I have always had in my heart.

Yi Nanchuan raised his breath and wanted to reprimand him, but he soon lost his chest, and said earnestly: "You must not find any cats or dogs to make up for it just because of anger, it is irresponsible to yourself, and our Yi family also does not recognize it. of."

Yi Beichen couldn't help but sneer: "You might as well just say that I'm just provoking cats and dogs."

In fact, it has been so many years, not to mention cats and dogs, Yi Beichen has never really been attracted to anyone.

He looks flamboyant, but he's actually awkward, and everyone doesn't understand the awkwardness: Can you still be short of omega?

Not missing, also missing.If he doesn't like what he meets, and if he doesn't see what he likes, he will be like a Buddha, and he will not let go of Ning Que Wulan, and he will not be stingy in acting on the occasion.

Yi Nanchuan showed a hint of concession: "Let's do this, there's only one year, and if you don't meet someone who meets your standards and Yi Family's standards, you will quit the entertainment circle and come back to manage the company together. "

He decided that Yi Beichen would rather have a strong temper, and that he would not lower his standards, so he made such a condition.

Yi Beichen lowered his head and saw the trampled snow on the ground, and the dirty ground was exposed after stepping on it. It felt as if the clean white paper had been polluted, so he raised his eyebrows to avoid his sight.

"The time limit is not met, the treaty is not equal, you businessmen are heartbroken." Yi Beichen watched the snowflakes in his hands turn into water, and said, "It's okay to bet, but the conditions are up to me."

Yi Nanchuan's voice seemed to frown: "Then how do you want to bet?"

"You don't care when I am, I will bet that I will meet you." Yi Beichen replied calmly, not as frizzy as when he was young when he mentioned relationship issues, he would blow the roof off.

"Okay, I bet you won't meet." From Yi Nanchuan's point of view, the entertainment industry is a place full of fish and dragons, like a quagmire, where to find Qinglian: "I don't believe that you can meet such a person outside the entertainment industry."

If you can't find a suitable person, the worst thing is to put pressure on after a year, and no matter how wild your heart is, you will come back sooner or later.

Yi Beichen felt that the elder brother's words were getting harsher, and the words were not speculative, so he planned to end the call.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. At two o'clock in the morning, he said, "I've talked with you for a long time. It usually takes 40 minutes for an entertainment reporter."

As soon as the words fell, music suddenly sounded in the dead of night, which was an excerpt from the "White Swan" ballet.

Yi Beichen frowned, and then realized that he was already in the art district next to the bar street. The art district and the feasting and feasting across the street seemed to be two worlds, as quiet as an isolated time and space, and this two o'clock in the morning The door closing sound played on time reminded him that he had gone too far.

Time to go back.

"It's nothing to hang up." Yi Beichen turned around to leave, and finally looked back at the pure snow, but his footsteps suddenly froze.

The voice in the phone receiver continued, and he was obviously a little unwilling: "Have you taken what I said to heart, there is a reception on Sunday..."

Yi Beichen couldn't hear what Yi Nanchuan said later, because he found someone on the "Snow White Stage".

Accompanied by the melodious melody, in the center of the "stage" surrounded by the calm jade-like snow, there is a tall and clear figure. The man is stepping on the snow, facing the wind, and his gestures are all in shape, like an elegant white bird. The swan is elegant and graceful, vividly showing the beauty of the ballet in "The White Swan".

The cold white light only shone on his body, outlining a circle of whiteness on his skin, which seemed to be wrapped in a cool air.

Elegant, white and very beautiful.

Yi Beichen’s attention was all on that person. He circled the art square, his eyes shifted between the row upon row of slender hollies and the white swans in the barbed wire. It was like a carousel in front of his eyes, passing slides one by one, But I just can't see his face clearly.

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In the next chapter, the daughter-in-law will appear, (＾－＾) V

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