My old enemy always wants to kiss me [Entertainment Circle Ancient Times]

Lin Cong saw Song Yicen the moment he entered the door, before he was pulled over by his agent to meet him.

It was the first time in his life that he saw him face to face.

Strange to say, there were at least a dozen people in the room at the moment, and they were scattered scattered. Song Yicen didn't sit by the door, and even only showed a side face, but he still saw him first.

The Song Yicen in front of him had a very strange appearance, apart from being as good-looking as he was in his previous life, there was really no resemblance at all.

But he knew it was him.

Song Yicen is Song Yicen, even if his identity has changed, his appearance has changed, his temperament has changed, but the soul in his bones is still exactly the same as before.

He knew that he should hate and blame him, but he should not love and miss him.But there was no way, there was nothing he could do.

In the bottom of his heart, there was always uncontrollable joy, crazy joy.

The joy was like cooking oil in a raging fire, like flowers blooming like brocade, and like poppies, he couldn't stop.

Facing the hand offered to him, Song Yicen subconsciously shook it.

The hand he held was thick, warm, and delicately skinned, completely different from the cold, rough, calloused hand in his memory.

Yep, he's not that guy.Song Yicen comforted himself in his heart.

Song Yicen made himself look directly at the other party, and tried to smile naturally: "Hello, screenwriter Lin."

Lin Cong's eyes were black and white, and his eyes were cold and calm, which was strangely calm, like...

Song Yicen suddenly thought of the tsunami.

The look in this person's eyes was as calm as the eerie tranquility before the tsunami.

He was so frightened that he quickly retracted the hand that was being held, and looked away.

His palms were covered with sweat, and he knew that the person in front of him was not that person, but he couldn't stop shaking.

Why is the word "Lin Cong" entangled with him like a curse?In the last life, Lin Cong trapped him for a whole lifetime, and finally broke free, but he never expected to hear these two words in this life.

In the blink of an eye, Du Qing, Feng Hanwen and other actors had already surrounded Lin Cong.

This great god can't be easily seen, how can he not work hard to get close when he sees it now?

Song Yicen, who was outside the circle of people, stared at Lin Cong for a while...

He might have misread that look just now, this Lin Cong looks very normal, he really doesn't look like he knows himself at all.

Lin is a common surname, and gurgling is not a rare word. There are probably countless names made of such a common combination of two characters in the whole of China, right?

Thinking about it, it was a once-in-a-lifetime luck to travel here after death. It was the smoke from his ancestral grave and the blessing of a real dragon. How could everyone have such rare good luck?Why Lin Cong?

Thinking of this, Song Yicen was completely relieved, and ran away again to watch Yang Muyi and Qian Li play chess.

The game between these two has come to an end, after you come and I play a few chess pieces, the game is over, and Yang Muyi is indeed defeated.

Song Yicen was gearing up for a match with Qian Li, but Dayu started to greet Bucai.

This dinner was played in the name of leisure gathering and entertainment, so except for the old director Qian Li and a big boss who were embraced by everyone and took the main seat, the others didn't pay attention to any order, just sat in twos and threes casually.

Susan made a decisive decision and pulled Song Yicen to sit next to Sun Xi.

Her idea is very simple, if she finally climbed up to an investor, she should hold this thigh to the bottom.It's always been the first to get the moon if you are close to the water. During the banquet, let Song Yicen offer a few more glasses of wine, maybe the relationship can be further improved.

It's a pity that Susan was good at calculating, but Song Yicen didn't have this awareness at all.

His background in his previous life determined that he would disdain to make money, and he would eat it raw, and the dishes of the two fish chefs were particularly appetizing.

So when other people were drinking and complimenting each other, Song Yicen was the only one who was devoting himself to eating bitterly.

Lin Cong, who was directly opposite, casually glanced at Song Yicen while talking to Yang Muyi.

Still love to eat, can eat.

Susan on the side pinched Song Yicen's arm twice in a hurry.

If it's not soft, then it's hard.

She quickly filled Song Yicen's wine glass, stuffed it into his hand, forced him to stand up, and instructed him to toast Sun Xi with a smile.

"Mr. Sun, my family, Yi Cen, would like to offer you a toast."

Lin Cong frowned.

Oh, this man's habit of hugging his thighs hasn't changed much.

But Sun Xi didn't have a good reputation in the past, and Boss Hongli's thighs were not as huggable as expected. Why did Susan choose this thigh for him?

Lin Cong's eyes turned cold, and he cast a sideways glance at Dayu, who was drinking happily beside him. Could it be that Dayu asked someone from Hongli to send an invitation letter to Song Yicen?

Song Yicen was peeling the crab legs when Susan picked him up.When he saw the wine in the glass, he was dumbfounded. Susan knew he couldn't drink.

But Susan pinched his waist and threatened in a low voice, Song Yicen reluctantly touched Sun Xi's glass: "Then I respect you."

He raised his head and did it directly.

Sun Xi sat without moving or getting up, seeing that Song Yicen had finished his glass, he ordered Susan to refill him another.

He said: "Since it's a toast, then I have rules." He grabbed Song Yicen's hand and pulled him a little closer, rubbing the smooth skin on the back of Song Yicen's hand with his thumb. A glass."

Song Yicen violently shook off Sun Xi's hand.

Could it be that this dog slave wants to belittle him!

What audacity!Want to rebel?

A depression in her heart was about to break out, but Susan grabbed Song Yicen, filled another glass of wine into his wine glass, and coaxed him to drink it quickly in a low voice.

Song Yicen couldn't hold back Susan, so he could only drink the second glass of wine.

But Sun Xi glanced at the two of them, and then slowly drank his own cup.

Lin Cong responded casually to what Yang Muyi said next to him, but he didn't hear it at all.

His damn attention was all attracted by the toast on the other side.

With that little drinking capacity, I really drank with others.

Do you really think you have a good thigh?I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill the so-called promise if I'm going to be wiped out!

He was inexplicably upset.

Dayu and Lin Cong have been friends for many years, so they naturally noticed his friend's absent-mindedness, and after paying attention to his eyes, they understood.

Lin Cong's eyes are so fierce, maybe he is thinking about how to black Song Yicen?

Dayu had a good relationship with Lin Cong, so naturally he wasn't afraid of offending him, and when he got a little drunk, he suddenly started thinking about something.

He laughed at Song Yicen and said, "Xiao Song, I have the same identity as Mr. Sun. Why do you only toast Mr. Sun and not me? I'm not qualified to drink a glass of wine with you." ?"