The boy was thin, with his peach blossom eyes shimmering in style. He was originally a pair of beautiful eyes, but he was like the frost in the middle of winter, with a bitter and deep heart, which made people feel trembling inexplicably.

A strange feeling flashed through Ouyang Jin's heart, and these eyes... gave him a very familiar feeling.

He walked closer a little, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and the exposed lips, nose and jaws... made his heart suddenly shake.

"Qingqing..." he murmured in disbelief.

The boy's lips curled slightly, his eyes were extremely cold and mocking.

Turn around and leave.

"Wait." Ouyang Jin subconsciously chased after him, but the young man disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ouyang Jin stood there blankly, his mind was like a storm.

"A Jin." Wen Jie came over and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was safe and sound.

Wen Jie has been following him since she was young. The two are both brothers and friends, which is not an ordinary employment relationship.

"You made it easy for me to find it, but fortunately nothing happened. Do you know how many paparazzi want to block you now?" Wen Jie said with a little complaint.

Ouyang Jin asked, "Have you seen a boy?"

Wen Jie was stunned for a moment, "What boy?"

Ouyang Jin murmured, "He looks very much like Qingqing..."

Wen Jie's face turned pale in an instant, and soon took a deep breath, pretending to be casual and said, "What a joke, I haven't met anyone all the way, don't be photographed by paparazzi again and talk nonsense. I'll push you for the celebration banquet. I'll have to catch the eleven o'clock flight, it's only 40 minutes."

But her heart was shocked. After many years, she had never heard the name from Ouyang Jin again. She thought he had completely let go, but who knew that he not only admitted his first love in front of tens of thousands of people and live broadcast cameras on the stage tonight, but also slapped Jin Zhou in the face, but also took the initiative to mention that person.

What the hell is going on?

Ouyang Jin shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's probably because he has hallucinations."

After the words, he walked away.

Wen Jie looked at his back with complicated eyes. At this time, the ringtone of the phone rang. Wen Jie looked at the phone holding in her hand, and the caller ID was "Sister-in-law."

Wen Jie hesitated for a moment and hung up the phone.

The group hurriedly walked past, and on the back of the wall, standing there quietly against the wall, the shadows and darkness merged into one.

"The person has left." Xiao Yunhe's voice suddenly came.

Ouyang Yi suddenly turned his back, and a drop of crystal clear appeared on the back of his hanging hand.

Xiao Yunhe sighed, raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, "Since you can't let go, then stand in front of him with dignity."

Ouyang Yi sneered, "He doesn't know my existence."

Her appearance was an accident from the beginning.

Xiao Yunhe didn't know how to comfort her, Ouyang Yi suddenly hugged her and put her chin on her shoulders, like an abandoned kitten, pitiful.

Xiao Yunhe raised his hand and patted her back gently, comforting her one by one.

"I don't need him, I didn't need him before, nor did I need him in the future."

"I will not give up my dream for him, either."

In fact, the moment she saw Xiao Yunhe standing on the stage, she figured it out that torture herself for an irrelevant person was the stupidest behavior, not to mention that that person didn't know her existence at all.

Xiao Yunhe smiled and said, "It's best if you can think like this."

Ouyang Yi rubbed his chin on Xiao Yunhe's shoulder, sniffed and stood up straight, and said with a firm look on his face, "It's not worth it for such a person."

Xiao Yunhe echoed, "Yes."

Ouyang Yi looked up and down at Xiao Yun and "Big Star, if the scene just now was secretly photographed, would I be able to debut as your rumored boyfriend?"

Xiao Yunhe raised an eyebrow, "As long as you want, I have no objection."

Ouyang Yi sneered: "Young Master is not a woman. You have become famous every minute based on your talent."

Xiao Yunhe nodded and said, "Let's wait and see."

Ouyang Yi had a romantic smile on his face, and he hooked Xiao Yunhe's shoulder with one hand. "There is Rong Baiyu in front and Yun Qi behind. Your nickname is the male god harvester. I wonder if I am so lucky to be able to step on your flower boat?"

Xiao Yun and said seriously, "They are passing Yunyan, you are the Empress of the Palace."

Ouyang Yi laughed, patted Xiao Yunhe on the shoulder, and turned around and left.

"I hope you remember what you said today."

Xiao Yunhe shook his head and smiled. He was about to take a step away when he saw the shadow on the ground and frowned.

Suddenly he turned around, raised his hand and waved it over.

The other party caught his wrist lightly, and the man leaned against the door frame, smiling and laughing, "I'm a passing Yunyan, huh?"

The ending sound is lingering and numb.

Xiao Yunhe narrowed his eyes, "Are you following me?"

"I happened to pass by and saw you sneaky. It turned out to be a date with a man."

Xiao Yunhe curled her lips, "What do you have to do with you? Are you too broad?"

"It's not my business, but as a fellow disciple, I kindly remind you that if this is the young boyfriend you mentioned, I can only say...you don't have a good view of men."

Xiao Yunhe twitched his hand, but didn't pull it out, and couldn't help but sneer, "She can't do it, can you do it?"

Yun Qi raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"I think?" Xiao Yunhe smiled sarcastically, "She is ten thousand times better than you. You old man, let me go?"

Yun Qi's pupils shrank suddenly. He was about to let go, but suddenly he tightened his fingers. He asked in a low voice: "You said I'm old?"

Xiao Yunhe smiled provocatively and said, "Your age, can I call you uncle, can you not be old?"

Yunqi sneered, suddenly pushed Xiao Yunhe to the wall, held Xiao Yunhe's hand with both hands, and looked down at her condescendingly. "Little junior sister, do you know that the end of annoying an old man is terrible."

The man was very tall, and the thin Xiao Yunhe was almost completely enveloped by him. The man's deep gaze was above his head, and he rushed towards his face with strong pressure. His hands were buckled back. Xiao Yunhe raised his legs and kicked him into his crotch. He was blocked by the man's long legs and pressed against the wall.

Xiao Yunhe looked up and looked at him, "Why, you're so angry, you want to use force?"

Yunqi stared at her deeply, grabbed Xiao Yunhe's wrists with one hand and pressed him against the wall, and pinched Xiao Yunhe's chin with the other hand, forcing her to raise her head. She had a beautiful face, clear eyes, and agile spirit that made this face look particularly vivid and fragrant.

Especially at this moment, the provocative and unruly smile makes this face even more cool and arrogant.

He likes those who are naturally proud, so it is more fun to train.

Yunqi rubbed Xiao Yunhe's delicate white porcelain's skin like a lingering finger. Xiao Yunhe was alert and stared at him coldly.

In an obviously ambiguous scene, the atmosphere between the two was a kind of tense and fierce look.

Yun Qi suddenly let go, took a step back, lowered his head and brushed the dust on his clothes, and was still wearing that black suit, quite tall and elegant and gentlemanly.

Xiao Yunhe moved his wrists and looked at him vigilantly.

Yunqi glanced at his watch and said, "Time is coming soon, let's go."

After the words, we should walk ahead first.

What is this man doing when he is in a state of uncertainty?

Yun Qi took two steps, suddenly turned around, saw her standing there without moving, and raised an eyebrow, "Do you need me to hold you?"

Xiao Yunhe shivered, walked over quickly, and looked at him suspiciously, "You want to attend the celebration banquet?"

Yun Qi turned around and said "hmm" slowly.

The two of them came back one after another, Li Xing lingered in suspicious eyes between them, and finally said nothing, just glaring at Yun Qi like a warning.

The celebration banquet was in the second floor of a hotel nearby. In addition to the top three, producers and directors Yun Qi Goucheng, Li Xing, Qin Dong, Xie Hongfei, Yang Jie, and deputy director Wang Suan were all core personnel and senior executives of the TV station.

Wang Suan was in the head of the main position, and Li Xing sat next to him, and then Yun Qi was Xiao Yun, Zhao Yuanrong, Chen Siling... On the other side, there were Gou Cheng Xie Hongfei Qin Dong Yang Jie Han Hui and Zhang Li.

Only the main position is empty.

Everyone looks at their noses and their hearts, and it seems that there are still big figures who are not present.

In front of outsiders, Yun Qi looked like a flower from a high mountain, and she exuded a strange aura between us and Xiao Yunhe. No one thought about it much, just thought that Yun Qi came here tonight to stand up for his junior sister.

Wang Suan got up and walked over to open the door. Everyone's eyes were attracted in an instant.

I saw a young man in a suit and tie walking in. Chen Siling glanced at him and stared at him in an instant.

This is a young and handsome man with a cold and noble temperament that is unforgettable.

Wang Suan respectfully welcomed him to the main seat and introduced to everyone, "This is General Jiang."

But the others were kept silent.

No one is not a human being. If Wang Suan can hold him like this, his background must be quite good. If he is unwilling to reveal his identity, his background will be deeper.

The man's eyes quietly swept over Xiao Yunhe, then passed by Yun Qi, frowned slightly, and withdrew his gaze slightly.

Wang Suan clapped his hands and started the meal."

The man didn't say a word during the whole process, and no one dared to go up and chat with him. With Mr. Jiang here, the atmosphere was relatively reserved throughout the meal. Han Hui tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, but none of these were easy to mess with. He stood up and toasted one by one of the three firsts, second-tier and third place.

Zhao Yuanrong was generous and bored.
To be continued...