Hidden Assassin: Volume 4, Youth at the Time, Section 144 Distress

In Zheng Zepei's room, Fang Yu couldn't understand what he said.

Following Zheng Zepei all the way to Jianghai, let the mysterious songwriter help write the song, originally after Zheng Zepei's communication, the other party is said to have agreed. However, it seems that after hearing her name, they suddenly changed their words and even faintly made a gesture of killing themselves. This is really hard to understand.

"Recall carefully, in the past two weeks when you came to Jianghai, did you offend anyone, and most importantly, did you do anything rude when you went to Bluebird last Saturday."

"What's the rude..." Fang Yusi frowned. "There were too many people in the bar last week, and I went a little late. The concept band has finished singing and returned to the backstage. I didn't even see it. They, Teacher Zheng, I think...it's better to tell me his identity..."

"No." Zheng Zepei smiled apologetically, "I promised him not to tell anyone his identity, not to mention that he is telling you now... well, you said you didn't see him last week and he was not at the front desk. Yes, you went backstage?"

"Of course I would like to go backstage, but..." Fang Yusi shook his head, "There is no accommodation at all. Even if my identity is revealed, I am not allowed to enter at all. I heard that the bar is covered by the underworld...Of course. You know, I’m not in a good mood these days, maybe I said a sentence or two for him to hear, but I didn’t say anything excessive, really."

Seeing Zheng Zepei closed his eyes and meditated, Fang Yusi said: "Mr. Zheng, can't you really disclose it? If... If I did something excessive unintentionally, I think I can go and apologize."

Her voice was sincere, but Zheng Zepei still shook her head: "This is what I agreed with Huang Lao. Well, let’s go, today is Friday. Tomorrow Saturday, the concept will begin to sing, you go Go early, I hope I can have a chance to make it clear, what do you think?"

"...Hmm." After taking a sigh of relief, Fang Yusi nodded and said a few more words. When he was about to leave, he asked unwillingly, "Mr. Zheng, that person...he is really that amazing. Right?"

Zheng Zepei faintly smiled: "You actually already know the answer. The songs he wrote "Dong Feng Po" and "Jiang Nan" have been released. You should see the response. Moreover, Huang Lao had contacted him once. , I once suggested that Huang Lao accept him as a disciple, regardless of what the other party meant, but Huang Lao admits that he does not have this ability. According to the songs he sang in the Blue Bird Bar these days, as long as the package is properly packaged, each song is enough to praise A newcomer, such a songwriter, honestly...I haven't seen it before."

Fang Yusi bit her lower lip, and then walked out of the room with a lonely expression. Keeping his gaze on the back for a while, Zheng Zepei withdrew his gaze. Although this woman has the problem of worshipping money, who is not like that in the show business world. Relatively speaking, she is a person with all the above aspects, and she will not easily make enemies on weekdays, but... Sacred Heart Academy’s performance was taken on her behalf. It was originally because Gu Jiaming was also in Sacred Heart Academy, but if she accidentally did something extraordinary because of this, it can only be said to be true. She hasn't converged enough.

Walking out of the room, Fang Yusi recalled the events of these days while saying hello to Zhang Jingfeng who was oncoming. These days, I have been living in Zhang Jingfeng’s villa. I usually go to such and other banquets and gatherings to meet the wealthy businessmen and celebrities of Jianghai City. In fact, I have only visited the Sacred Heart College three times, and I don’t even think about Lingjing. Things.

To be honest, every time she went to Sacred Heart Academy, the scene of Zhang Jingfeng and Dongfang Road turning in front of Lingjing made her feel left out, but after all, it was not a big deal. It happened that the mood was not very happy that day, so she just made an excuse. It’s not okay to say that it’s still not good to dance with Lingjing. After saying that, I left it behind and ignored it. At the moment, it is really difficult to associate the girl who admired her with the concept band. Therefore, she was racking her brains. It is really difficult to determine where I have offended someone who shouldn’t have offended.

Back to the room, it was evening, she did not turn on the light, and took a bottle of red wine in the dark to drink by herself. After a while, she picked up the telephone receiver on the bedside, hesitated several times, and finally dialed the phone. Past.

"Hey, Amin, it's me... Don't hang up, I want to talk, okay? We... We've been so many years after all... I haven't done it! You don't understand what kind of place the show business is. Is this person’s scandal, that person’s scandal is what they are talking about, you know...I don’t want to be poor anymore, I've been scared since I was a child, I'm scared...I'm insecure, you know!"

"...Of course, of course I know that I am already rich when I quit now, but to get to this point, how much I have paid, my whole life is here, how can you let me easily Deny all of this...Amin, there are not many people who can be as indifferent as you, I want more...Since those fat-headed guys can have, why can't I, I work so hard, I am better than them Eligibility... No, I don’t want to quit... I won’t quit... Apart from being a husband and wife, can't we be friends..."

There is a hang-up voice over the phone, it's passed.

Son, Fang Yusicai slammed the microphone back to its original place, and a tinge of red flashed on Li's cheeks after taking a sip.

"Is it just a songwriter? Can talent be eaten as a meal... What kind of concept band... They are all bastards..."

In the darkness, there was a slightly choked whisper.

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Walking out of the hotel’s built-in bar, swaying through the long corridor, you can see the mesmerizing silhouette of the neon flashing city. The time is 8:40 in the evening.

I came here originally to participate in a large-scale auction of Huajing Hotel, but after arriving, because of a bad mood, I plunged into the bar and drank for more than half an hour. Although everyone in the mixed entertainment industry can drink, her alcohol volume is not particularly outstanding. Now she swayed out, feeling that the world was spinning around, and all kinds of lights mixed around to create a weird atmosphere, just like acting. The feeling of the circle.

Walking into the white and bright bathroom, she lowered the hat used as a cover on her head, and then vomited up with the vanity.

Being vomiting dimly, someone walked up to her and slapped her with his hand behind her back, and took off her hat with the other hand. Some worried that this person would recognize who she was, but Xuan felt that the dress in front of him was too far away from usual, probably like a mad woman after a broken love. Then, a concerned female voice sounded beside her: "Miss, are you okay?" Although it was in Chinese, she had an American accent, and she seemed to be a foreign woman.

"Wow...no, nothing...wow...ha...ha...thank you..."

Panting hard, he caught a glimpse of the figure next to him. This woman seems to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. She has a gorgeous and noble dress with an extremely graceful figure. It is a devilish grace that only Western women can have. Although she looks young, she has a temperament. Very mature beauty. The smile brings a sense of calmness that can comfort people's hearts. If it is in Japan, this woman is definitely an excellent spokesperson for the term mature woman.

Maybe it was the mistress of someone...Fang Yusi thought badly. Privately speaking, she hates any woman who is more beautiful than her.

After the first wave of vomiting, there was a series of retching afterwards. Suddenly, a clear female voice came from a small compartment: "I'm so annoying, so annoying..." It's English, but Fang Yusi can also understand it. Obviously, the foreign girl speaking has a perfect voice-she also hates anyone with a better voice. Hope she breaks due to improper maintenance during the change of voice!

"Heidi, what's the matter?" The woman beside her smiled and said in English.

"I hate the death of Jiaming, he said he would come to play with me, and let me dove!" The word "Jiaming" flashed through Fang Yusi's mind, and immediately fell into the black hole of memory and disappeared. Yu intangible.

"Jia Ming called here, he just needs to be late if he has something to do."

"Then what should I do when I go to bed when he comes over? He used to be like this three years ago. People waited for him until late every night. When you woke up the next day, you said he was here, but I I didn’t see him! I hate him!"

"Jia Ming likes girls with gentle personality, Heidi, you are like this, beware that he doesn't like you anymore."

"Huh..."

The little girl inside snorted sullenly, Fang Yusi secretly said a fool in her heart, and applied cold water to her face, then thanked her and stumbled out of the bathroom. After vomiting, I felt a lot more comfortable~IndoMTL.com~ but my body was even weaker. When I walked to the corner of the passage, I was hit by someone. When I was about to fall to the ground, I was hugged by the person immediately: "Sorry, miss , Are you okay?" It's a man, but in an American accent.

Open your eyes, there is a very attractive man in front of him, not middle-aged, probably in his thirties, he happens to be a high-spirited, most energetic stage of life, after looking at this man for a while, Fang Yuslu Chi smiled: "Well, it's okay, it's okay..."

"It seems that your condition is not very good. Where do you live? Do you need me to send you back to your room?"

"Go back to the room? Haha..." Fang Yusi smiled and shook his head, "No, I...I'm going to the auction, can you send me there?"

"Auction? I just want to go..." The man smiled, but hesitated slightly. He glanced at the direction of the bathroom, then nodded and said: "Well, let's go over."

Putting one of Fang Yusi's hands on her shoulders and embracing her waist, the two walked towards the auction together. On the way, Fang Yusi asked: "My last name is Fang, my name is Fang Yusi, how about you? "

"Joseph." The man beside him replied briefly and calmly, "Joseph. Salier."