I turn people upside down by acting

Perhaps it was because he was pretending to be something, Cen Yuan did not cling to him uncharacteristically this time, which made Wei Zhao not used to it.

The two of them walked out of the room one after the other. Wang Ma had already prepared breakfast, which was so rich that it made people's index fingers twitch.

But before that, Cen Yuan sneaked a glance at Wei Zhao, and then quietly sat down next to the boss. Because there was no response, Cen Yuan's expression was a little listless, like cabbage beaten by frost in the field.

Even the porridge doesn't taste good anymore.

At the dinner table, Cen Yuan didn't move his chopsticks, he only drank half of the porridge in front of him.

Provoking Wei Zhao to look sideways, he caught a glimpse of his leftover soup, and his brows slowly furrowed, looking at him, he asked, "What's wrong, you don't have a good appetite?"

Cen Yuan was startled by his sudden utterance, and he relaxed again. He poked the round bun with chopsticks in his hand, lowered his head slightly so that people could not see his expression clearly, "It's nothing. , just thinking about what happened last night..."

Wei Zhao was drinking soup, and when he heard his words, his tongue was scalded by the soup, but his expression was well managed, and in the end, he only frowned slightly, with a deep look on his face.

After Cen Yuan finished speaking, he looked up at him, he always felt uneasy in his heart, now seeing Wei Zhao like this, his heart fell into the abyss.

What did he do last night, and why did he have such an expression on his face?

Cen Yuan's head was almost broken by his own thoughts, and his mind was still blank.

Terrible,

I can't remember anything!

Cen Yuan's mind became a mess of twine, and he guessed all kinds of weird things. In short, it was not a good thing. The expression on his face became more and more tense. If he didn't have any appetite just now, he doesn't have any appetite now. I dare not have it.

The current atmosphere is really embarrassing.

We can't keep the stalemate like this, Cen Yuan took the initiative to start the conversation: "Is there anything going on recently? I want to go out with you."

After finishing speaking, he himself couldn't help but laughed first, not daring to make a sound, but his mood suddenly brightened.

Just as Wei Zhao opened his mouth to agree, the maid outside the door came in, "Sir, Mr. Jian is here to visit."

That means there is no space.

Cen Yuan shrugged, his eyebrows drooped, a little disappointed, "Then I'll go by myself, Mr. Wei entertains guests well at home."

Look, even the name has changed.

Before Wei Zhao could stop him, he had already disappeared.

There was no change on his face, only his lips were tightly pressed together and stretched into a straight line, looking serious and serious, he ordered the servant on the side: "Catch up and give this secondary card to A Yuan."

This is a supplementary card that matches his main card, and there is almost no upper limit, but he still feels that it is not enough, and he ordered the servant to tell the driver to drive his newly bought car out. After all this, he turned his attention back Put some points on Jian Fangzhi.

Wei Zhao didn't comment on his sudden visit. In fact, he was also very surprised. The two of them hadn't been in touch for a long time. The last contact was at the reception where he was the host. At that time, there was nothing to talk about.

It looked like two strangers.

Meet by chance, a nodding acquaintance.

but……

When they were teenagers, they used to be good brothers who walked side by side together. Later, Jian Fang didn't know why he took the initiative to alienate him.

I don't know what he meant by suddenly coming to the door now, and, thinking of this, Wei Zhao couldn't help gritting his teeth.

I couldn't hold back my expression anymore.

So angry!It's such a good opportunity, but he has nothing to do today, wouldn't it be good to go out with A Yuan to cultivate a relationship?

That's it.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhao couldn't help but look gloomy, in short, he looked very ugly.

So when Jian Fangzhi entered the door, he was startled by him. Seeing his gloomy face, his heart seemed to be soaked in salt water.

He forced a smile, tried to maintain his tone, and said, "Wei Zhao, long time no see."

Only then did Wei Zhao look up at him, his expression indifferent, and that moment made him turn pale.

"It's been a long time, how are you doing?" Wei Zhao said casually.

Jian Fangzhi gritted his teeth secretly, pretending to be calm and said: "Fortunately, Wei Zhao, I—"

His full explanation was blocked by the man's wave of his hand. Wei Zhao looked at him impatiently, "You can say whatever you want, but I don't want to know anymore. Jian Fangzhi, we have already Not friends anymore."

Jian Fangzhi's body went limp for a moment, his fingertips felt cold, he looked at Wei Zhao in disbelief, his eyes were already red, "Ah Zhao, I was wrong!"

He never thought that Wei Zhao would be so unfeeling and never think about it. He admitted that he did something wrong, but Wei Zhao is too cold, he is not reconciled, how could things have developed to this point? step.

"Butler, see off the guests."

Wei Zhao was not moved by him at all, and ordered his servants to send him out.

Jian Fang knew how to be willing, he still didn't believe that Wei Zhao was so heartless, he was unwilling to be kicked out by him like this, and he didn't care about his manners, he grabbed the table and didn't let go.

It made Wei Zhao frowned. The things on the dining table hadn't been cleared away. Although there wasn't a table full of soups and waters, it was almost the same. Wang Ma, who was waiting quietly, came over, accompanied by a few servants. people.

They have to clean up the leftovers on the table.

The hall was silent, only the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding could be heard. Jian Fangzhi caught a glimpse of the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks out of the corner of his eye, and his body couldn't help shaking. Something crushed him, his lips trembled, his eyes were focused on the smooth bowls and chopsticks from beginning to end.

"Who is he?"

Jian Fangzhi's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

This caught Wei Zhao's sideways glance, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with this person, did he care too much about him?

He felt weird in his heart, and he couldn't help looking at Jian Fangzhi with some doubts, and an answer had already appeared in his heart.

When Jian Fangzhi noticed his gaze, her heart skipped a beat, she squirmed her lips and wanted to say something, but Wei Zhao over there had already sunk his face, his eyes were so dark that no one could see any emotion.

In the end, Jian Fangzhi was dragged out by the servants in the villa.

He lost face.

Fortunately, this is the villa area, except for him and a few servants, no one saw him in such a mess.

Jian Fangzhi didn't leave immediately, he stood in front of the gate of the villa and stared for a long time, unable to regain his senses.Although Wei Zhao didn't answer him directly, how could he not guess that there were other people in his family.

Regardless of whether this person was his lover or not, Jian Fangzhi hated this person to death. He thought he still had a chance, but he got ahead of him. How could he swallow this breath willingly.

"Brother Jane, it's time to go back."

The new assistant tremblingly said that when he first arrived, he didn't know what was going on, and he was almost out of breath under Jian Fangzhi's aura.

Jian Fangzhi turned her head and looked at the villa again, her eyes were full of strong unwillingness.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the mortal OL spokesperson competition. Cen Yuan had been researching the style brands of mortal OL during this period of time. For this reason, he visited all the famous luxury stores in Yanjing. Sure enough, the first-tier brands were different.

The mortal OL is taking the light luxury route, but the price of a piece of clothing is enough to make a small white-collar work hard for a few months, let alone himself, who is now a jobless vagrant.

The audition location is Mortal OL's branch in Yanjing.

Cen Yuan left home early, and when he arrived at the battlefield, there were not many people in the field, but the staff on one side looked serious and serious with a serious face.

He Fei handed him the thermos cup in his hand, "Drink some water."

This is Wang Ma's rock sugar pear juice specially made. The weather is getting drier and colder. Drinking more rock sugar pear juice is good for your health.

Cen Yuan took two sips, it was a little hot, he couldn't drink too much, but He Fei looked at him with a bit of indescribable eyes, he had never seen such... such an artist who pays attention to health preservation.

Cen Yuan didn't care either, the thermos cup he held in his hand had a strong heat-retaining ability, but it didn't look very good-looking, and it would be ugly to death in someone else's hands, but now it's held by him, it's really ugly and cute.

He was sitting on a bench in the corridor outside with a relaxed expression on his face.

Others are not as open-minded as he is, that's a mortal OL, as long as they can catch this line, it's not a dream to have a skyrocketing net worth.

Xu Jin licked his lips impatiently, and glanced at Cen Yuan with unfriendly eyes. Originally, he didn't take Cen Yuan seriously, but he was just a vase with a face, so he invited some sailors to join him because of his background. Don't be afraid to blow yourself up.

But since performing the same MV with him, he has to be more vigilant. Although the MV has two male leads, after it was broadcast, everyone knew that there was Cen Yuan but not Xu Jin. He was about to explode at home. He should be the one who was supposed to be the most beautiful person, but he was cut off by the kid who ran out halfway, how could he swallow this breath.

Xu Jin forced himself to let out a breath, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, so be it, this time, he will definitely defeat Cen Yuan.

Ordinary OLs want a spokesperson, and with Cen Yuan's face, the chance of being selected is not too high. After all, customers come to buy clothes, not to see a face, and even Xu Jin has to admit that Cen Yuan Yuan's face is really pretty, isn't it afraid that it will be covered by clothes?

The mortal OL buys clothes, not faces.Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Jin's mouth turned up in a contemptuous arc, with a hint of sarcasm.

In order to ensure a place in China this time, Fanjian OL paid a lot of money to invite the internationally famous photographer Sawyer.

shooting scene.

The venue here is very empty, but there are quite a few furnishings that should be there. The background is a stylish and simple modern decoration with exquisite layout. Sawyer raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The people who auditioned were all big domestic stars. They went in proudly and came out dejected. What's more, they directly quarreled with Sawyer.

Sawyer had such a headache that he didn't even bother to fiddle with the camera in his hand.

No, such a subject does not give him the slightest inspiration, it looks mechanical and lifeless, and he doesn't even want to lift his hand.

The director watched anxiously, wishing he could snatch Sawyer's camera and take pictures by himself. Unfortunately, he was specialized in surgery, so Sawyer was indifferent to him if he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Master Sawyer, what kind of person are you looking for?" the director asked impatiently.

Sawyer squinted at him, his eyes full of longing, "I want to find the most suitable person for it."