On the sea-blue single sofa, a young man was sitting leaning leaning against.

He was wearing a loose white sweater, black jeans and leather boots over ankles, and his slender legs were randomly folded.

The hair is slightly longer than the earlobe, and he wears black sunglasses to cover half of his face, showing only the straight bridge of the nose, tight lips and sharp jaws.

A little girl with a ponytail came over with tea and gently placed it on the small table next to the man: "Mr. Joe, please have tea."

The man sat upright and said softly, "Thank you."

Suddenly, there was a little softness in the stranger's attitude, and the little girl's face reddened slightly: "No, you're welcome. That... Director Xu will be here soon. If you have any instructions from Mr. Qiao, just say."

The man nodded slightly: "Okay."

After the little girl came out, she happened to run into Xu Tu who came back: "Director Xu, Mr. Qiao is already waiting for you."

Xu Tu: "I see."

With a little excitement and excitement, the little girl asked, "Is Mr. Joe a star too? How come I haven't seen him before, so cool."

Xu Tu shook his head and said with a smile: "My classmate in college, his name is Qiao Yang. Although he is not a star, he won the Golden Melody Award for his music written in college. This time he invited him here for our new drama "Zheng Feng" "I wrote the opening song."

"Qiao Yang? Isn't there a cannon fodder in the play, is it also called Qiao Yang?"

The little girl babbled and smiled, "Is this kind of situation called a book warning? Please read the plot thoroughly."

Xu Tu glanced at her irritably: "Don't be unhappy, have you read the script? Do you know how ugly people end up?"

He opened the door and walked in, saw the man on the sofa, sneered: "Qiao Yang, I haven't seen him for so long, and his pretending posture hasn't changed a bit."

Qiao Yang didn't speak, and his index finger lifted the sunglasses frame to the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of narrow and sharp Danfeng eyes and...two heavy dark circles.

Xu Tu puffed out and said with a smile: "You haven't slept all night, staying up late to watch "Zheng Feng"?"

His eyes were covered by sunglasses again, and his voice didn't waver at all, and he said faintly: "Nothing to look good. I didn't sleep all night to make a tune for you. I haven't touched it for a long time.

"Not good-looking? Don't like the supporting role Qiao Yang in it."

Xu Tu laughed and said: "The name is the same as yours, and the personality can be completely different, and the two elder brothers can be completely different from each other. How kind are you to your brother..."

Half of the talk came to an abrupt end.

Xu Tu coughed lightly and asked tentatively: "Are you really just guarding that bar every day and giving up writing songs?"

The eyes covered by the sunglasses can't see the emotions, just the corners of the beautiful mouth are gently raised, but it does not seem to be laughing, the voice is still flat:

"It's not going to give up. Didn't this return your order."

"You know what I want to advise you."

Xu Tu helplessly shook his head and sighed, "Forget it. Let's go. It's been a long time. Let's have a drink."

The two were university friends, and they rarely met after Qiao Yang dropped out of sophomore year. When we get together, there are always words to say.

While chatting, Xu Tu began to tell him the drama: “Qiao Yang’s character is in the play. Although he committed suicide by jumping off the building very early, he needs to work hard when shooting.”

"With a lot of rendering and foreshadowing, Qiao Yang's stupid and treacherous side is highlighted, and the protagonist Gu Ye's powerful wisdom and open-mindedness are highlighted, thereby making the protagonist's aura more shining.

Qiao Yang casually poured the lemon juice and soda into half a glass of whiskey, and mixed them at will to Xu Tu:

"Stop! Don't always use my name on this person, can the crew change his name?"

Xu Tu drank too much and couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand. He sighed with tongue out: "I know, you look down on him because he hurt his brother.

You just can't forget your brother. He has been guarding the broken bar for so many years. You live like this every day. Is it fun to live... "

Meeting old friends can always recall some things in the past, adding a touch of sadness. Qiao Yang, who has always been able to control himself, also drank a few more glasses.

When I got home, I called a driver, and after reporting the address, I staggered into the co-pilot.

There is a popular song in the car. In the cheerful music composed of various accompaniment instruments and harmony, there are only strings of notes of the main melody jumping in his brain.

Immersed in it, lethargic.

Suddenly, his vision went dark, and a truck drove toward him quickly outside the window. His eyes widened in surprise, but he had no time to shout.

After the sudden piercing brake sound, the body shook suddenly, and then I heard a loud and deafening noise, which broke the peace of the whole city.

"Yangyang... Don't be sad, I just went to that world, waiting for you..."

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In the huge banquet hall, rows of round tables are covered with neat white tablecloths, on which fragrant flowers and exquisite wine glasses and utensils are placed.

The ground is a red carpet, the dome is a row of crystal chandeliers, reflecting the brightly-dressed men and women at the banquet, radiating dazzling colorful light, and the eye-catching scenery is everywhere brilliant and luxurious.

On a round table in the corner, a man in a suit and tuxedo with bleached golden hair held up a wine glass and laughed at a man:

"Last time Qiao Shao challenged Gu Ye, I really made my buddies admire, come to me Liang Weijing Shao Qiao!"

As he spoke, he gave a wink to the others on his table.

Qiao Yang's face was like still water, with a faint "um", and he held up the goblet and touched Liang Wei lightly.

However, the heart is like a frenzy.

He knew he was dead, and the huge impact caused by the truck collision made him lose consciousness without any pain.

In a dead silence, the words that my brother said while he was still alive were clearly transferred to his brain: "...I went to that world, waiting for you..."

Then, he appeared here---

On a grand banquet hall.

Is this the world my brother said?

The people here are brightly dressed political and business celebrities, and elegant demeanor ladies.

They stood up in style, smiling, and holding a goblet worth tens of thousands of red wine latu.

The memories that did not belong to him swarmed in his brain, which made him quickly understand the identity of the host---Qiao Yang, who had the same name and surname as him in the novel "Zheng Feng".

He was used to frame his brother and tried every means to compete for supporting roles in the family business.

With his own stupidity, the villain can add a halo to the male protagonist.

And the outcome he faced was-after a defeat, he committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Qiao Yang took a deep breath and stabilized his beating heart: I can't die, at least until I don't know if it has anything to do with my brother.

Several brightly-dressed young people on the table got Liang Wei's winks, and they offered compliments one by one:

"That's right, Qiao Shao's sentence: Gu Ye, I am incompatible with you, so I won't let me see you in the future. It's too special to relieve your anger."

"What about Gu Ye being elected as the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce? In our circle, the third youngest of the Qiao family is the boss. No matter how good he is, he will have to hide when he meets our young Qiao."

"Gu Ye will be here in a while. We, Young Master Qiao, will definitely look good and make him embarrassed in public."

"Today, it was the first time you two met after the fight. It just so happened to let our circle know what it means to be incompatible."

I'm afraid you are not asking me to die sooner.

Qiao Yang raised his eyes and scanned the buddies who incited him to do stupid things, sneered: "Really?"

Qiao Yang still doesn't know the timeline in the current novel, or how many stupid things the original owner has done.

But it was clear that the group of so-called buddies in front of them pushed the original owner into the fire pit.

The dark red liquid in the goblet no longer shook, reflecting the handsome face of the man. Sure enough, not only the voice of the speech, but also the appearance.

Maybe there was a chance that he got in here.

Liang Wei tweeted and complimented: "Look, look at the temperament of our youngest Qiao, this big brother style, among the people present, who can compare with our young Qiao."

Qiao Yang slowly put down the wine glass, glanced at him, and sneered: "Your eyes are really good."

At the banquet hall, their table was set in the most inconspicuous corner, and they were all young people in their 20s.

Also wearing a haute couture dress and a straight tie. The people on the other tables are personable and extraordinary upper-class elites.

On their desks, these are the wandering dudes who are idle.

The difference is clear at a glance.

"Young Master Qiao, Gu Ye is here!"

Liang Wei gave him a push.

Qiao Yang followed their line of sight and looked over.

Looking at the past, the men were elegant and the women were dignified and dazzling.

Even so, Qiao Yang recognized a superb existence at a glance---Gu Ye, the male protagonist of this world.

The man wore a three-piece suit, highlighting his upright figure, his slender legs walked steadily on the red carpet, and his gentle smile surprised everyone on the court and focused everyone's eyes.

The men and women on the court immediately embraced him with red wine glasses.

He was gracious and unhurried, and elegantly socialized to those who came to congratulate.

Liang Wei showed a trace of unwillingness and jealousy, and then slapped Qiao Yang's shoulder with a palm: "Young Master Qiao, go! My buddy is watching you."

Qiao Yang shook the hand with the golden Rolex on his shoulder in disgust: "I'm not in that mood today."

Liang Wei ignored his words and shouted: "Yeah, Mr. Gu is here, come here! We Qiao have nothing to say to you."

The man didn't stop, he seemed to hear an insignificant noise, and his face seemed to stop.

In the eyes that glanced over, there was a trace of imperceptible impatience and contempt.

Qiao Yang warned Liang Wei in a low voice: "Shut up."

Liang Wei was excited, stepped on the chair with one leg, and provoked loudly: "What? President Gu took office, but just say hello? Is it because we are afraid that we will not succeed?!"

His voice was so loud that more than half of the people in the meeting could hear him. All eyes were swept over, and the inconspicuous corner instantly became the hottest focus point.

And the dudes who were laughing and playing just now were silent, and sat in a ball with their necks curled up, their eyes swept back and forth on Gu Ye and Qiao Yang, secretly waiting to see a good show.

Gu Ye smiled apologetically with his demeanor, turned around and walked over.

The tall figure cast a shadow above Qiao Yang, as if being imprisoned by invisible pressure, Qiao Yang sitting in the chair felt a little at a loss for a while.

The man was condescending, looking down at Qiao Yang below, and faintly said, "What's the matter?"