Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 95 93. Not a knight but a prince

Under the dim street lights, light snow suddenly appeared in the sky, and the snowflakes swayed down, looking like the feathers of an angel falling under the illumination of the street lights.

Wang Zuxian, wearing a brown woolen coat, stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake, feeling the cold touch in her palm, feeling particularly peaceful inside.

It doesn't snow in Xiangjiang or Wanwan. Wang Zuxian has rarely seen snow. She raised her head and watched the snowflakes falling slowly against the light. She thought this scene was really beautiful.

Chen Li'an looked at Wang Zuxian's glowing figure under the street lamp, raised the camera in his hand and took another picture. The moment the shutter sounded, Chen Li'an was grateful that the temperature was not that low.

Hearing the crisp sound of the shutter, Wang Zuxian turned her head and looked at Chen Li'an who was holding the camera, smiled sweetly, then turned in a circle on her feet, and the hem of her coat drew a beautiful arc.

"I haven't been so happy for a long time." Wang Zuxian took a deep breath, feeling the coolness of the cold air rushing into her lungs, and said with a smile: "It's like playing in the rain when I was a child. I just feel carefree. Everything is worth being happy about.”

"Innocence is something that every adult will gradually lose." Chen Li'an put the camera in his bag, lit a cigarette and said, "Especially people in the entertainment industry lose their innocence faster than anyone else."

Wang Zuxian nodded lightly. She used to be happy every day when she was playing basketball. But since she entered the entertainment industry, there are fewer and fewer things that make her happy.

There are always all kinds of worries. I want to be famous or make money, but I just can't think of the happiness I have lost.

Fortunately, she seems to have recovered a little bit now. Wang Zuxian looked at the scarlet cigarette butt on Chen Li'an's mouth, as if all his worries were burning, and then slowly dissipated in the air along with the smoke he exhaled, as if all the worries in his heart were gone. Dissipate together.

Wang Zuxian hasn't smoked for a long time, well. She likes to smoke cigars! Some fans joked that she is my brother Xian in society!

"Give me one, let's see how you feel after smoking to relieve stress." Wang Zuxian stretched out her hand and said with a smile.

Chen Li'an raised his eyebrows, wondering why female stars in the entertainment industry liked to smoke, but he still took out one and handed it to Wang Zuxian.

Wang Zuxian took a gentle breath and looked at Chen Li'an and said softly: "Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you crossing the railing to trouble that paparazzi that day?"

Chen Li'an shook his head and watched the snowflakes fall on Wang Zuxian's shoulders, and then were blown away by the wind.

"Knight." Wang Zuxian put down the cigarette in his hand, looked at Chen Li'an seriously and said, "Just like the knight who protects me, I feel very safe."

"You are a princess and I am not a knight." Chen Li'an joked to himself: "Knights are synonymous with loyalty, and I don't count."

Chen Li'an believed that he had no chivalry spirit, and Zhang Guorong was much better than him at this point. At best, he can be regarded as the shameless prince who kissed Sleeping Beauty awake, the kind who gets interested in sex.

Wang Zuxian didn't know that Chen Li'an's evaluation of her was just for sex. Listening to his self-deprecation, she frowned slightly, took his hand and said, "Loyalty will not appear until you meet a real princess."

Wandering knight? Loyal licking. The word suddenly popped up in Chen Li'an's mind, and then he looked at Wang Zuxian and said, "Maybe, but why can't I be a prince, the one who defeats the evil dragon."

Wang Zuxian really wants to say that I am the rescued princess.

The warm yellow street lamp stretched the shadows of the two people very long and far away from each other in the same direction. Wang Zuxian looked at their faces covered by snowflakes, and saw the two shadows coming together without knowing when.

Chen Li'an escorted Wang Zuxian to the downstairs of the apartment, handed her the shopping bag in his hand and said, "Good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

Wang Zuxian raised her head and glanced at the unlit window, looking at Chen Li'an's bright and dark face under the street lamp. He hesitated for a moment and mustered up the courage to say: "Brother may be asleep, I don't have the key."

Chen Li'an held out Wang Zuxian's hand for a moment, then took Wang Zuxian's hand and said, "Are you going to take risks with the prince?"

"Yes." Wang Zuxian pursed her lips and nodded gently, holding Chen Li'an's hand and couldn't help but wave it slightly.

Chen Li'an came to Kunlun Hotel for the first time. The environment here is very good and the carpet is so soft that it will sink in if you apply gentle force.

The atmosphere in the room with only the wall lamp on was just right. Through the open curtains, you could see the snowflakes flying in the sky. Chen Li'an put his arms around Wang Zuxian's slender waist and gently rubbed his white woolen sweater with his palms.

Wang Zuxian rested her chin on Chen Li'an's shoulder, exuding a faint fragrance, and her long black hair was scattered on Chen Li'an's arms.

There was no need for tender words at this moment. The two hugged each other gently, feeling each other's gradually accelerating heartbeats and slowly warming bodies.

Chen Li'an turned his head and used his slender fingers to push aside the hair beside Wang Zuxian's face. His fingers slid across the bridge of her nose and red lips, gently pinched her chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

Wang Zuxian hugged Chen Li'an's waist and responded to his kiss. Her palms were slightly firm on his back and grabbed his clothes, as if she was resisting but enjoying it.

The desire in their hearts was completely ignited by this kiss, and each other's hands began to move restlessly. Soon, several large and small clothes were scattered on the soft carpet.

The two people who were kissing fiercely accidentally bumped into the wall and turned off the only wall lamp that was on.

The weather after the light snow was gloomy. God seemed not satisfied with yesterday's masterpiece. The silver on the ground was not thick enough, so snowflakes fell again.

While sleeping, Chen Li'an hugged Wang Zuxian's warm body, subconsciously exerting gentle force with his fingers, and suddenly felt enveloped in warmth and softness.

Wang Zuxian, who was lying in Chen Li'an's arms, twisted her body, opened her eyes drowsily, looked at Chen Li'an's beautiful chin, and stretched out her tongue like a cat to lick it gently.

Chen Li'an was sleeping deeply, and this action did not wake him up. Wang Zuxian pushed the hair from his forehead, raised his head slightly and looked at Chen Li'an's face, then lay on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

When the two woke up again, they were awakened by the ringing of the phone. Chen Li'an lay on the bed and grinded on the ground for a long time before he found the phone that had fallen to the ground.

"Who are you?" Chen Li'an's voice was hoarse.

"It's me! Where did you take Zu Xian?!"

Zhang Guorong's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, resembling an angry old father.

Chen Li'an regained consciousness a little, cleared his throat and said, "She is with me, what happened?"

Of course Zhang Guorong knew that Wang Zuxian and Chen Li'an were together, so he snorted and said: "Take good care of her, if you dare."

Chen Li'an hung up the phone before Zhang Guorong finished speaking. He talked nonsense early in the morning, saying that he should have won more money from him yesterday!

However, being woken up by the phone, Chen Li'an couldn't sleep anymore. Looking at Wang Zuxian who was still sleeping soundly, he lifted the quilt and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the vast white outside. Then he looked back at Wang Zuxian's little feet on the bed, which were hugged outside the quilt. .

I just feel my mouth is a little thirsty. My mouth is dry easily when I wake up in the morning. I still need to exercise to activate blood circulation and promote fluid production.

After finishing breakfast and leaving the hotel, Wang Zuxian held Chen Li'an's arm and asked, "How about we go see the Great Wall today? I didn't have time to go last time."

Chen Li'an looked at the sky where snow was still falling and said, "It's snowing today, so I can't climb the Great Wall."

"Then wait until the weather clears up before we go!" Wang Zuxian looked at Chen Li'an as if he was making a promise.

Chen Li'an responded with a smile: "Okay."

She went to bed too late yesterday and woke up early in the morning. Wang Zuxian was obviously not in good spirits today. She fell asleep while leaning on Chen Li'an's shoulder in the taxi with her eyes squinted.

Chen Li'an held Wang Zuxian's head with one hand and held the phone with the other hand, listening to Zhang Guorong's chatter on the other end of the phone.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

"I'm going to starve to death. Just eat your fill and ignore me, right?"

"What a scumbag! I shouldn't have brought Zu Xian to the mainland!"

After listening to Zhang Guorong's ramble for a few minutes, Chen Li'an couldn't imagine his current mental state.

After arriving at the apartment, he had no choice but to run back and buy Leslie Cheung a bunch of food.

There are no baguettes for Zhang Guorong to eat in the apartment in Beijing, so we can't starve him.

In the apartment, Leslie Cheung looked at Wang Zuxian who was a little shy and said angrily: "You can't live up to your expectations and hang him for a few more days!"

How can one control things that cannot be controlled? Wang Zuxian pretended not to hear Zhang Guorong's words.

"How can you catch Chen Li'an without some tricks!" Zhang Guorong hated Tie Bu Gang. Now that things have happened, he naturally hopes that Wang Zuxian and Chen Li'an can finally get together.

Only then did Wang Zuxian react, and then asked curiously: "So you just drove him away? Brother, teach me!"

"Not too stupid." Zhang Guorong knocked Wang Zuxian on the head.

Chen Li'an, who has already left, still doesn't know that Leslie Cheung is teaching Wang Zuxian how to capture a man's heart. He is just thinking about the National Art Exhibition that will start tomorrow.

There are so many entries, and I don’t know if I can win a prize. It would be best if I could win a gold medal. However, it seems that the gold medal has been canceled this year, and there is only a unified excellence award.

This makes Chen Li'an a little regretful. It would be a bit unsatisfactory if he only won an excellence award in his first national art exhibition.

When Chen Li'an returned to his yard, he frowned when he saw that the door to his room was unlocked. When he opened the door and went in, he saw Bo Qing holding a paintbrush in his hand and drawing.

Chen Li'an looked at Bo Qing in surprise and asked, "You never left?"

Bai Qing held the brush in one hand and the palette in the other and looked at Chen Li'an and said, "No, I have a lot of inspiration recently and want to try more."

"Look." Bo Qing took a step back and showed the painting he just drew.

Chen Li'an walked over and looked at Bo Qing's nearly completed painting, with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

The black-and-white photo depicts a figure with rich colors and a graceful figure full of power, as if she is fighting against the oppressive environment in the photo, as if she has broken through the shackles of the dimensional wall and gained true freedom.

"Bai Qing. You are amazing. This is the feeling I want."

Chen Li'an stood up excitedly and hugged Bai Qing, who was covered in paint. This was the first time he was so excited in front of Bai Qing. He was no longer the calm and restrained Chen Li'an.

I have revised it several times, and I hope it will be published smoothly. I will update two more chapters tomorrow afternoon. The first day is 15,000, which is a chapter for the leader of the alliance.