Intoxication

Why did you stumble? "Oh."

"'Oh'?" Song Juhan held his cell phone tightly: "Are you connected?"

"Ok."

"When?"

"A while ago."

"Meet you?"

"Well." Why looked at Song Juhan's uncertain complexion and sighed, it seemed that his birthday was over.

The phone was still ringing unknowingly. Song Ju's throat knot rolled up and down, and his finger slipped, and the call was connected.

Why didn't you stop it yet? Song Juhan has opened the speakerphone. Feng Ye came with a smiling voice: "Why happy birthday!"

Song Juhan was sitting on He Qiao at this moment. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at He Qiao.

Why did you reach for your cell phone when you reached out, Song Juhan didn't give him a chance, and spoke thickly with sarcasm: "General Feng, why are you looking for it?"

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, and Feng Ye's voice sank two scales: "Oh, Star Song, you are together."

Song Juhan grinned: "Of course, I don't accompany him on his birthday. Can I let others accompany me?"

"Song star's harem is too big, I'm afraid you can't stay with me."

"Whether you can come or not, what kind of heart does President Feng have?" Song Juhan's hand holding the mobile phone tightened, as if pinched by his neck.

Why do you say with your mouth: Juhan, give me your phone! He desperately wanted to grab the cell phone, Song Juhan pressed his chest with one palm and pressed him down on the sofa, his clothes were disheveled, just a while ago, it was still a tempting-human picture, but now it seems Something abominable.

Song Juhan's hand strength was too big, so he suddenly felt that his internal organs were being oppressed. Not to mention sitting up, he couldn't even breathe.

Feng Ye changed his breath and said calmly, "Why give the cell phone, I'll talk to him."

Song Juhan's face flashed: "Sorry, why his mouth is a bit busy, and now he can't speak."

Why did you stare at your eyes and almost yelled in unison with Feng Ye: "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan cut off the phone directly and fell out fiercely.

Why is his chest undulating and his face flushed? When he and Song Juhan were together, he gave up and never complained. After all, he was in a hurry to like others, but even if he was calm, as a man, he was most taboo to lose face with outsiders.

Song Ju stared at him coldly: "You met, but you didn't tell me."

Why take a deep breath: "I see so many people every day, do I have to tell you each."

"Is Feng Zheng the same as everyone else!" Song Ju snorted coldly. "I haven't seen you for so many years. He remembers your birthday. It's attentive enough. When did you meet, how many times did you meet and what did you do?"

Why gritted his teeth: "We didn't go to bed."

Song Juhan froze.

The reason why the mood has calmed down, he stared at Song Juhan's eyes, and said clearly, "We didn't go to bed, I didn't mess with anyone-I'm doing physical examination every year, so you don't have to worry Come on. "

Song Juhan's hand drew close to his side, and he gradually clenched. Why did he stop him from saying a word? Yeah, isn't this what he asked for? This is what he said ... Say, "You have this consciousness."

"Yes." He's expression calmly could not see a trace of emotion: "After all, this is my only advantage."

Song Juhan got up, kicked the gift bag next to the sofa, grabbed his jacket and left.

"Ju Han." Why lowered his head and stopped him.

Song Juhan turned to look at him, his eyes were cold.

"You said you want to give me a birthday present. Anything you want, count?"

Song Juhan didn't speak.

Why looked up, Hitomi was dark, as deep as a pool of standing water: "I said to you, stay with me today."

Song Ju smiled coldly and sarcastically: "My appearance fee is 80,000 yuan a minute, and you can't afford to pay for these two hours with you. If you are really empty, find a stick."

Why clenched his fists, his features were extremely stiff.

Song Juhan turned away.

The moment the door was severely dropped, he jumped up from the sofa, kicked the heavy coffee table to the ground, kicked several feet without resentment, and his back hurt, and he didn't even realize it. . He was breathing heavily, his chest was violently undulating, and the whole man was a little cyanotic. At last, when he stood, he felt that the sky was turning, and he had to sit down holding his head paralyzed.

Are the leads burning out?

Why a ridicule of laughter raised his lips.

If ... if Song Juhan showed the worst side in front of him at the beginning, would he continue to plant it without hesitation? No, he will stay away, he will always regard Song Juhan as an unreachable star, with the attention of the distance from the earth to the starry sky, nothing more, and only if the stars are so far away, will not be The light was impressed.

But things don't matter.

Did you know the poison after drinking it? The poison is in the bone, and the elixir is hard to redeem.

Why do you lie down on the sofa weakly, looking at the familiar ceiling, memories rolling in like clouds, constantly emerging.

Six years ago, while he was internship and writing a dissertation, Song Juhan attended the centennial celebration dinner of their school as an honorary alumni. He knew that Song Juhan had returned to China, but he did not expect that Song Juhan would attend such a simple banquet. At that time, he was so stupid and foolish. Where did he know the packaging strategy of creating a positive energy image, he just felt that Song Juhan was still pregnant with his alma mater, and he was really nice .

He is a full scholarship student and a student representative at the banquet, so the two met again in the background.

After many years, he could not forget to see Song Juhan again.

Their school is a first-class university in the country. The newly built auditorium can accommodate 3,000 people, but the school leaders chose to hold celebrations in the early stage of the school in order to trace the past. The auditorium is an antique with a high status in their school, which represents the long and heavy history of the entire school. It is well maintained, but it is old, the background is simple, and there is no separate lounge. Therefore, a set of tables and chairs were arranged in the corner. Surrounded by four bodyguards, a broker and an assistant, the back door is also guarded by students from the student union, and no irrelevant personnel are allowed to enter. At that time, Song Juhan had already made his mark in the domestic entertainment industry. In order to avoid riots, fans who came here were stopped directly outside the school.

Why, as soon as I entered the lounge, I saw Song Juhan with Erlang on his mobile phone. Song Juhan wore a gray custom suit with his school badge on his chest, and his lazy, casual curls were meticulously fixed with hair gel at this time. The lines on his side face were perfect as sculptures. The backlight of the mobile phone made him white The skin becomes more shiny and smooth.

There were twenty or thirty people in the entire backstage, all secretly watching him or talking, but he seemed to be unaware, without even raising his head.

Why is he inexplicably nervous? He doesn't know if Song Juhan still remembers him.

It's funny to want to come, remember what it is, how not to remember it.

At this time, the Minister of the Student Union came in, and checked the process again with Why, and then walked to Song Juhan again, saying a little bit: "Song Song, let's check the process again?"

Song Juhan heard the words, raised his chin, and smiled slightly: "Okay."

The smile made the dignified and solemn female minister blush suddenly.

Song Juhan in high school, despite his precocious personality, he is still full of young boys inside and out. Now he is only 20 years old, but already has a rare star field of this age, especially gathered in a group of simple Among the students, it is extremely dazzling.

The female minister stuttered a little: "Uh, yeah, the process is ... the student speech stage, ah, first, that, the student representative first speaks, then ..."

Someone had laughed out loud, the minister's face became redder, his head drooped all the way, and his voice became quieter.

"I will give a speech first, and I will introduce honorary alumni at the end of the speech, and the last one will introduce you." Why did he come over? He was very nervous, and he was born with a calm face, and appeared to calmly go to Song Juhan to the minister Xie Wei, "When introduced to you, you come to the stage to talk about your part, and then the host will come up to interact with you."

Song Juhan's eyes fell on He Qin. He obviously felt a little familiar with it, frowned slightly, and then stood up.

At the age of 20, Song Juhan already had his own body, making him even more oppressive.

Why does the throat knot roll up and down, hands clenched quietly behind.

It's hard to imagine how well a person can see this level. The charm that bursts out from the bones, the look that can not find the slightest flaw, when contacting the eyes that are deep like the sea, the beauty is almost like a shock wave. How much self-confidence and courage do you dare not to be self-defeating when you meet Song Juhan?

At least for no reason, the female minister couldn't do it. No one in this room could do it, so the moment Song Juhan stood up, he was silent.

Song Juhan tilted his head slightly: "You ... have we met before?"

He Qingqiang nodded calmly: "I came up from the affiliated middle school, and we did campus environmental propaganda and performance together."

"Oh, I remember." Song Juhan's smile was clear. "What a coincidence, this event has to cooperate again."

Why couldn't help laughing, he heard a voice in his heart: Song Juhan remember, Song Juhan remember!

Song Juhan's next sentence poured him a bucket of cold water: "Sorry, I don't remember well, what's your name?"

"Why, why, why."

Song Juhan grinned, "Why did you take this name? Did you like 100,000 when you were a kid?" The smile was really cute.

Why does your face feel hot? The feeling of being caught by people who are out of reach is rejoicing and scary. At the time, he was only 22 years old, and it was not easy to keep calm. After all, few people were like Song Juhan. I have been used to countless big scenes and big men, and I have long been glorified. He also became stuttered: "Uh, my father is a teacher, and he said that people spend their lives searching for knowledge."

"Well, good name, sit down and talk." Song Juhan winked at the assistant.

The assistant quickly moved a stool and set it aside. Why didn't expect Song Juhan to speak so well, and he sat down faintly.

"Show me the process." Song Juhan leaned over and stared at the manuscript he held.

A faint smell of perfume rushed into the breath, Song Juhan was very close to him, his shoulders were against his shoulders, and the long and curled eyelashes looked like two fans. .

Why shoved himself, for fear of losing his temper, he unrolled the manuscript and turned to Song Juhan's part: "I made this introduction in the email with your agent, and there should be no problem."

"Yes, no problem." The agent said, directing the photographer to set up the equipment without knowing where it came from.

"Oh, I see." Song Juhan nodded, looking up at the reason, with a smile on his eyes. "Is your representative giving a speech because you are doing very well?"

Why do I feel my heart beat for a few beats and nodded nervously.

"Our school is one of the most difficult schools in the country. Maybe you were the top college entrance exam then?"

"I was sent up by the middle school guarantee." Although he didn't get the first prize in Beijing, he also ranked in the top ten in the city. Because he had already been sent, he didn't have much preparation for the college entrance examination. If we prepare seriously, we still don't know what the results will be. However, he was able to speak on behalf of him, not because he had the best results, but because the best ones had exchanged abroad. He gave up his qualifications as an exchange student because he could not break through the social barriers to speaking English with foreigners. Despite his gre score is extremely high.

"Xue Ba." Song Juhan laughed and laughed.

The sound of the shutter suddenly came from behind. I didn't know what was going on. My spine straightened up and he didn't even dare to return.

Song Juhan looked at him like a bow-struck bird, couldn't help but smile, holding his shoulder to appease him: "Take a routine photo, if you don't like it, you can cover your face."

"Ah, it's okay." Song Juhan's hand on his shoulder was very hot. In high school, Song Juhan also held his shoulder like this and thanked him on the podium. Four years later, he still remembers Song Juhan's palm. temperature.

The agent came up and fiddled with his manuscript: "Classmate, raise your arms a bit, you are cold, you make a serious discussion with him."

So why hold on to the manuscript stiffly, Song Juhan took his head over it and lowered his voice and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'll finish shooting soon." Touching the human tympanic membrane makes the heart beat faster and the blood boils.

After taking the picture, I was relieved.

"Hey, the host is here, Feng Ye, why are you late at this time?" The female minister complained.

"Sorry to learn sister." Feng Yan strode in. No better than Song Juhan, a 19-year-old Oriental teenager with mature European and American ancestry, Feng Ye's bones are pumped up too fast, but his body is thin, coupled with that fair and handsome face, giving people a beautiful and tender Energetic.

Why it says: "Feng Ye, you just come to the next process ..."

"Oh ..." Feng Ye's eyes crossed for some reason, his eyebrows narrowed slightly, "Ju Han, you're here."

"Feng Ye." Song Juhan waved his hand at him, and greeted with a smile.

Why am I surprised that they knew each other? Why hasn't he ever heard of Feng Ye's mention, but it's no surprise that he has been following Song Juhan and never mentioned it to anyone. 2k novel reading network