The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1710 Eye-opening
Everything was unbelievable. Last night, Anson was still in Los Angeles battling with paparazzi. The night of ups and downs was dizzying and unforgettable. Tonight, Anson was already in Las Vegas, dressed up and on his way to the club to party. The accident in the morning seemed like a daydream.

It is difficult to judge whether it happened or not.

Before they knew it, the black luxury Lincoln that Anson and his companions were riding in had slowly come to a stop. The dazzling neon lights and bright lights spread out like a flowing galaxy.

A row of security guards in black suits were lined up neatly. Their tall and burly figures were like a wall, guarding the entrance of the club.

They wore implanted headphones and stared ahead with expressionless and stern faces. The huge dark golden door behind them seemed like the entrance to a mysterious world. The faint halo slowly spread out in ripples, as if it could touch the beating pulse of the city.

A man in a black suit stepped out, opened the door for them, and cleverly used his body to block the inquiring eyes from behind.

"what!"

Screaming, surging, and rushing towards us with bared fangs and claws——

They didn't even know who the VIP in the luxury stretch limousine was, but it didn't matter. It didn't make any difference. Every guest waiting to enter here knew that this was "Paradise", one of the most exclusive clubs in all of Las Vegas, and not a place where just anyone could set foot.

In other words, everyone who comes here and can enter without queuing is a big shot.

What's more, didn't you see the club's duty manager tonight come in person, stand respectfully at the door, bow slightly and wait patiently?

The customers in line couldn't help but become curious about who could have caused the duty manager to come out.

"Ahhh!"

As the VIPs in the limousine came on stage, their long legs in black suits ignited the atmosphere. The strong wind in Las Vegas at night could not stop the enthusiasm. It even climbed up two steps and burst out with incredible energy. This is how the world's top superstars are treated when they appear on stage.

In an instant, "Paradise" turned into the premiere scene of a Hollywood blockbuster.

The rolling heat wave hit Chris head on, making him dizzy and confused. He was half a beat late to notice the grand scene -

A long dragon, mighty and densely packed, stretched all the way along the street until it reached the intersection, then turned and disappeared from sight, but continued to stretch along the next street. There was no end in sight. The neatly-lined team filled the field of vision, and the strong wind did not stop their enthusiasm.

Chris: ?

Seth followed and saw Chris's confused face. He patted Chris on the shoulder and said, "Yes, it's here."

There is no sign, no logo, but in all of Las Vegas, no one can mistake this place. This is the ultimate club that everyone wants to enter but can't.

Seth had always wanted to come and explore, so he obediently lined up and stood in the cold wind for a full hour before it was finally his turn.

As a result, the security guard at the door looked him up and down and refused him entry. He just stood there dumbfounded, trying to get through it unwillingly, but he could only watch those blonde girls whose clothes, put together, were not even enough to make a rag, file in one after another.

Seth had never hated a world that only cared about appearance so much.

But tonight, there was no need to queue, and Seth stood proudly at the door of the club.

Seth, acting like a fox taking advantage of the power of another, straightened his back, deliberately turned his feet outward, took a staggering step forward, and walked through the main door with a haughty manner.

The manager on duty took the initiative to come forward. He was wearing a black shirt, a black suit and a black bow tie. There was not a trace of other colors on his body, only the gold cufflinks added a touch of bright color. His expression was respectful but not fawning. His slightly straight back showed politeness and respect, but he did not seem humble at all. The smile on his lips was decent and calm.

"Welcome to paradise, Mr. Logan." At a glance, the other party recognized Seth accurately, which made Seth a little nervous. He lowered his head and looked at himself. Why did he feel like he was not wearing any clothes? He was clearly wearing clothes!

ah! Ahhhh!
The people queuing nearby stood on tiptoe to look over, but all they saw was... a fat man.

However, no one cares. Even a fat person can enter the paradise through the main gate without queuing, and this is enough.

"Look here, handsome guy."

"Let's party together tonight!"

"Hey, you! You look good tonight!"

Amid the screams and cheers, words of praise poured down like a rainstorm, which made Seth feel a little dizzy.

Unfortunately, the onlookers didn’t see the faces behind them, they just saw a few figures.

One of the men was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He caught the eye easily, but he was wearing a pair of sunglasses and could not be seen clearly in the flickering neon light.

Next to him there was another handsome man, who strode forward and turned to look at his friends, laughing and jumping all the way, looking extremely excited.

But before they had time to look around, they had already entered the door and were welcomed by the manager on duty.

The slowly closing door blocked out all the inquiring gazes and frantic shouts.

What wafts towards you is a light, dry scent of tulips, mixed with the faint scent of tobacco and alcohol, but still carrying an early summer heat, slightly hot, slightly moist, slightly bright, everything is light and falls lightly on the surface of the skin, slightly hot and dizzy.

This is completely different from the cheap atmosphere in ordinary clubs. It is hard to believe that such an atmosphere and smell can appear in a club where people party all night long. It is completely different from the stereotyped images of sluts in people's minds.

Then, a deafening bass sound vibrated up from the soles of my feet, and my scalp went numb, as if the music was flowing and resonating in my bones.

"sunflower"!
The music was actually "Sunflower", the theme song from "Spider-Man 2", but it was not the original version performed by Anson. The DJ in the middle of the dance floor was injecting drum beats into the music, making the whole club spin.

Everyone's first reaction was to look at Anson, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

Even in such a top club, Anson's strong presence can be found, which is more impactful than any words or stories.

Even Anson was quite surprised and looked at the manager on duty, revealing some surprise.

Brad joked, "Anson, look, this is the level, even the background music is taken into consideration."

The manager on duty seemed very calm, "We are all looking forward to the new album. The previous 'Midsummer Midnight' has been played here no less than a thousand times."

Brad roared and said, "No wonder the single is still No. 1 on the Billboard charts. Even if the royalties are only ten cents per play, it should have earned you a lot, right? A villa?"

Anson shrugged lightly, a smile flashing in his eyes, "It seems that I need to spend some money here tonight."

(End of this chapter)