Two seconds later, Jin Yanliu plucked her hands a few times: "Okay!"

Everyone clapped and Yan Huihua smiled and put down the sword in his hand.

David Fang was also very excited: "This style of play seems to be more in line with the plot than what I originally designed."

The moves are cruel and fast, and the rhythm is even more like taking fate.

Zhou Beiyang sat down beside Jin Yanliu. Jin Yanliu sat cross-legged on the ground and patted his shoulder: "You are so awesome. You can see such a complicated move."

Zhou Beiyang's face was flushed, and his cruel aura seemed to have not completely dissipated: "It's okay."

After saying that, he stretched out his palms, and the palms were covered with blood.

Jin Yanliu was startled: "Your hand is bleeding?"

Zhou Beiyang curled up his fingers lightly: "It's okay."

"Let's see." Jin Yanliu pried open his hand. Maybe it was because he was too hard during the fight just now, and his palms were worn out.

Zhou Beiyang said: "It was me who was careless, so I don't blame Brother Hua."

Jin Yanliu pulled him up: "It's better to deal with it, otherwise you will be able to train in the face. New injuries and old injuries will definitely be added to them."

When the two arrived at the lounge, Fatty Xiao had already brought the medical first aid kit. Jin Yanliu was an idiot in life and didn't know anything. Zhou Beiyang told him what to use, and comforted him: "It's okay."

"Does it hurt?"

Seeing that he felt so distressed, Zhou Beiyang felt extremely satisfied: "It hurts."

Zhou Beiyang is not a spoiled person. He says it hurts, which shows that it hurts really.

Jin Yanliu pinched his fingers and blew it gently.

Fatty Xiao looked around and found that the wound was actually very light, and it was a little skin and blood. It was just Jin Yanliu, who had never suffered any hardships since childhood and had been injured, was so nervous.

Zhou Beiyang was injured, and Yan Huihua was not much better. He left the training room silently, stretched out his hand, and there was a blood mark in his palm.

He went to the bathroom to rinse, then washed his face, looked up at the mirror, the face in the mirror was very handsome, with water beads hanging, and his forehead was wet. He pursed his lips, pulled a piece of paper and wiped his hands, and threw it into the trash can.

He came out of the bathroom and happened to meet Jin Yanliu and the others out of the room. Zhou Beiyang slowed down when he saw him.

"Are you free tonight?" Zhou Beiyang glanced at Jin Yanliu and Fatty Xiao's back as they left, and asked Yan Huihua with a smile.

Although he was smiling, Yan Huihua could not feel any kindness. Before he could answer, Zhou Beiyang said, "I'll treat you to a meal."

After receiving Zhou Beiyang's call, Wang Junyi had been waiting for him outside the door. In the night, he saw a young man wearing a mask and a hat walking towards him. He was stunned for a moment and thought it was Jin Yanliu.

Since Jin Yanliu entered the entertainment industry, she has often dressed up like this.

He was about to give Zhou Beiyang a warm hug when he went up, and suddenly he thought that this kid didn't like to hug people, so he seemed to shake hands and smiled.

Zhou Beiyang patted his arm: "Stop doing this."

Wang Junyi couldn't help but put on his shoulder: "But I haven't seen you for several months. Why are you the only one, what about your brother?"

"He didn't come." Zhou Beiyang said.

"You said two of you, I thought you were here together."

"It's not him, I invited a friend." Zhou Beiyang said.

The two went in and chatted for a while, and a waiter knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Zhou, the person you made an appointment has arrived."

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Junyi nodded and said, "One day we have time, we will gather together, but we will often gather together. Only you brothers are busier than the other."

Zhou Beiyang smiled, then got up and went to the next door.

When he opened the door, he saw Yan Huihua standing in front of the window. When he turned around and saw him, his expression became solemn.

This is the Hongmen Banquet, he knows very well.

"Sit." Zhou Beiyang said.

Yan Huihua sat down opposite him and said, "I came to this place with Yan Liu last time."

Yan Liu, the name is so close to you.

"Normal," said Zhou Beiyang: "We used to come often, and the owner of this store is our mutual friend."

Yan Huihua was indeed stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. The waiter came in with the menu. Zhou Beiyang signaled lightly, and the waiter gave the menu to Yan Huihua first.

Yan Huihua actually doesn't understand the dishes above. He is a hard-working person and has not made a name for himself in recent years. The one he has been to the street restaurants. Yiranju is too high-end, and a meal may cost at least several thousand. The dishes such as this are not for people like him to see. They are so gorgeous that they can't tell what they are. So he ordered a dish that he ordered last time from Jinyanliu.

Zhou Beiyang became much more calm, added a few more dishes, then tore open the cigarettes prepared by Yiranju for the guests, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you mind?"

"I'm fine, you can smoke." Yan Huihua said.

Zhou Beiyang was very skilled in lighting cigarettes. He frowned slightly and took a deep breath. He clamped his fingers with his cigarette mouth and leaned against the back of the chair. His whole body seemed to have completely changed in an instant, exuding a very obvious sense of pathology. He said that arrogance is not arrogance, and that it is gloomy, and he was in the mouth of the cigarette in his mouth. He looked at his appearance through the smoke, but he had a little scrutiny and majesty. Thinking of his calm and straight appearance on the crew, this contrast is so strong that it makes people feel cold behind him.

Yan Huihua asked, "You and Yan Liu have known each other before?"

"We grew up together," said Zhou Beiyang.

Yan Huihua was really stunned: "Is that right?"

No wonder he saw Zhou Beiyang and Jin Yanliu very close. He originally thought that they were both big stars, so he was closer and never thought that there was such a relationship behind it.

Zhou Beiyang's expression became softer, and even his voice became gentle. He said, "I'm going to hide it from you, actually I always like him. This time I took on this scene, mainly for him. We are both busy and don't have much time to be together. Now we have to stay in the same crew for a few months. I want to take the opportunity to cultivate my relationship." Zhou Beiyang paused and said, "If you need help in the future, I hope Brother Hua can lend a helping hand."

The fog dissipated, and everything became clear at this point. Yan Huihua finally knew what Zhou Beiyang's hostility towards him came from. He put both hands into his pocket and curled his fingers slightly.

Although Zhou Beiyang is much younger than him, he is a big star. In theory, he should agree to his request, at least he should be polite on the surface.

Perhaps Zhou Beiyang's hostility aroused his competitive spirit, or perhaps because he also likes Jin Yanliu.

"Does he like you?" he asked.

The smile at the corner of Zhou Beiyang's mouth disappeared, and his hardness and softness seemed to have become cold again.

Yan Huihua said: "I may not be able to help you because I like him too."

Zhou Beiyang stared at him, looked for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Yan Huihua stood up, and his gentle eyebrows and eyes also looked sharp. He smiled and said, "It seems that there is no need to eat this meal."

"To him, you are just the one who sent a message in the middle of the night to ask you to go to the hotel to sleep with him." Zhou Beiyang's voice was faint, but it exuded a cold and vicious feeling: "What weight do you have in his heart? Do you don't know at all?"

Yan Huihua was stunned, then his face turned red, and Zhou Beiyang sneered: "Like it? Since childhood, those who like him can line up for a hundred miles."

Yan Huihua is an honest man after all, and he can fight back, but he finally said nothing and opened the door and walked out.

Zhou Beiyang used to cook Yingying and Yanyan beside Jin Yanliu without any trace. Now, the first time he showed his thorns, and the first time he stabbed these people who wanted to compete with him. He had no guilt and felt happy.

He didn't want to hide anymore, and he wanted to stab them to death.

Yan Huihua left Yiranju, stood in the night and looked back, with a solemn expression and firm eyes.

Zhou Beiyang went to drink with Wang Junyi, and Wang Junyi knew that he couldn't drink it, so after seeing him drinking several drinks, he asked him: "Do you have something to worry about?"

Zhou Beiyang is still the same and doesn't like to talk much.

When he was slightly drunk, he took out his cell phone and called Jin Yanliu: "Brother."

Jin Yanliu had just finished the massage and was about to go for a meal, and asked, "Have you drunk?"

Zhou Beiyang said "Hmm": "I'm drunk. Are you here to pick me up?"

The tone was gentle and a little coquettish tone, so that Wang Junyi next to her was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Beiyang has always been quiet and calm in front of them, and is a bit precocious. Today, it may be because of drinking alcohol. The smell of alcohol softened his tone and made his firm eyebrows and eyes also flushed.

"Where are you?" Jin Yanliu asked.

"Old Wang here."

Wang Junyi took his cell phone and said, "Come here, if you don't come, he will drink too much."

Twenty minutes later, Jin Yanliu arrived at the scene and saw Zhou Beiyang lying on the table. He immediately asked Wang Junyi: "Why did you let him drink like this?"

"I didn't drink too much," said Wang Junyi.

Zhou Beiyang sat up and smiled and shouted: "Brother."

Jin Yanliu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were drinking."

"I'm thinking about things while lying down." Zhou Beiyang said with a smile.

"You can come some too?" Wang Junyi asked.

"I can't do it. I can't drink when I'm filming. I'll give me some food. I just pressed a massage. Before I could eat, I was so hungry that I was rumbled."

"Okay." Wang Junyi stood up: "You wait, I'll cook two dishes for you myself."

Jin Yanliu sat down beside Zhou Beiyang, leaned on his shoulder and asked, "I've all joined the group, what wine are you drinking? Are you dizzy?"

Zhou Beiyang said "hmm" and then fell on his shoulder.

Jin Yanliu said: "You are promising now, you smoke and drink, don't say that you learned it from me."

Zhou Beiyang laughed twice, buried his face in his neck, took a few deep breaths of his body, and then put his arms around Jin Yanliu's waist.

The tragedy is due to their brotherhood, but it is also due to their brotherhood. No matter how close they are, Jin Yanliu will not doubt him. In recent years, he has been using this despicablely.
To be continued...