Chapter 88 Becoming Popular (15)
Zhou Ye stared quietly at the handsome white jade face in front of him.
Tsk.
Pleasant to the eyes.
Fu Wenjun raised his eyes and saw just such a bright and bright face, still dressed in black, but this time there was more fabric than in the club before.
There is still a knife-shaped pendant on her chest, and her black curly hair is tied up high, revealing her plump and white forehead.
Zhou Ye looked at him, wearing sweatshirt and trousers, his slender neck was smooth and delicate, and his raised Adam's apple looked a bit sexy and alluring every time he rolled it.
She blinked.
Raise your head.
The man is too tall, so if you want to see his face clearly, you have to do this.
Fu Wenjun lowered his eyes and frowned slightly.
"Don't follow me. Get whatever role you want based on your ability."
Zhou Ye: "..."
His beautiful mouth was talking about something.
The scent of the man was very familiar. In order to confirm his thoughts, Zhou Ye leaned forward and sniffed him gently.
"Yeah."
She nodded.
This is the taste.
It was cool and clean, a pure soul, which made her subconsciously want to get closer.
A scent that could calm her anxious heart.
Everything is reincarnated in three thousand small worlds. What is the probability of meeting the same reincarnated person twice?
Zhou Ye doesn't know, and she hasn't been reincarnated either.
But now that I have met him, and he still looks pleasing to the eye, and his smell is as good as ever, then just like in the last world, continue to get this person.
She had fallen in love with that tree in the last world, but it was gone.
She should cherish this world and make use of it.
In just three seconds of thinking, when he raised his eyes again, Zhou Ye's motives were very clear.
She looked at Fu Wenjun and asked lightly.
"What are you doing here?" The man thought about how much time he was wasting with a young actor who was thinking too much.
So he walked in without forgetting to leave the last sentence.
"Don't think about some evil ideas all day long, I don't accept unspoken rules."
Zhou Ye watched him walk in, followed by calmly circling jade beads and asked.
"Hidden rules?"
"Well, it's a common phenomenon in the entertainment industry. Actors use their bodies to get the resources they want. This is the unspoken rule."
Aowu dutifully answered Zhou Ye's questions.
"Aren't these memories of the original owner included?"
Zhou Ye shouldn't not know.
"No."
"It doesn't make sense. Is there something wrong?"
Aowu began to check his abilities. It was no problem. As a time-traveling beast, extracting the memory of the original owner and inputting it into Zhou Ye's brain were all basic operations.
In the end, Aowu didn't find a clue.
Forget it, wait until the end of this world to ask the ancestors.
Anyway, it doesn't affect the task.
"Are you still drinking?"
Aowu saw Zhou Ye sitting back on the booth, picking up the unfinished bottle and continuing to drink.
After drinking the remaining half of the bottle, Zhou Ye stood up and walked towards the door, planning to leave.
It was almost early in the morning, and there were more and more people in the bar, and the environment was getting more and more noisy. Zhou Ye, who had almost drunk the wine, walked out of the bar when the business started to boom.
Standing on the street, the cool night breeze blew, and goosebumps could not help but appear all over my body.
Zhou Ye leaned on the telephone pole in front of the door, his long legs bent and his feet stepped on the stone pier, his black eyes slightly lowered, waiting for the taxi to pass by.
After a while, the car didn't come, and Zhou Ye felt that something was wrong with this body.
She is really not used to the human body.
(End of chapter)