A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

He Jichen raised his hand and smoked another cigarette fiercely. With the smoke around, he glanced at Han Zhihui, still looking like he could not speak.

"What's wrong? Shadow B is uncomfortable?" Han Zhihui reopened, mentioning Shadow B, but Han Zhihui had more words to say: "You said you, the first school has got a bachelor's degree, The school has to report you to the United States to go to college, but in the end you have abandoned your studies for so many years and come to B shadow?"

"I really don't know what to say about you. Can film B be compared with the first school? Can it be compared with the United States?"

"Ten thousand steps back, even if you are tired of reading and studying, is it not a problem for you to go to a listed company as a CEO based on your accumulation in college over the years?"

"Take another ten thousand steps and say, even if you don't want to be a CEO, can you go home and take over your Hejia Enterprise Head Office?"

"Regardless of the choice, is it better than coming back to B-shadow to study again?"

"I really can't figure it out. Why do you have a great prospect, the road of infinite scenery does not go, you have to choose a road that starts from scratch and go from scratch? It is not obvious that you have put yourself in so many years of hard work and struggle. , Have all been overthrown?"

Speaking of the end, the person concerned Ji Jichen was not excited, and Han Zhi was sorry to say: "You said, you can't think too much before you make such a choice? Tell the truth, I'm really sorry for you, I'm not afraid of anything else , I’m afraid you give up too much now, and I will regret it one day in the future."

He Jichen was always silent, showing no signs of speaking.

Han Zhihui, who had said so many words, stopped for a while, and after a while, he suddenly seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at He Jichen, and asked with a somewhat uncertain voice: "Ji Chen , Do you have any hidden feelings when you come to B movie?"

"I have been with your college classmates for four years, but I have never heard you say that you are interested in a director, so don't bluff me with your dreams, honestly, did you come for someone?"

He Jichen froze a little with his fingertips.

After a while, he reached the cigarette in front of the ashtray and flicked it lightly, and the ashes fell.

Han Zhihui is like a detective, still analyzing: "Four years in college, you will go to Beijing every month, are you coming to see someone?"

"Is it male or female?"

"Did you come to Beijing because of this person?"

"And is this person also in B movie..."

"Waiter, pay the bill." He Jichen, who was silent for one night, finally spoke the first sentence after Han Zhihui saw him today.

"Isn't it really right..."

Han Zhihui's remarks were not finished yet. He Jichen, who had signed the bill, smothered the smoke, and took the lead in leaving again.

Because "Golden Brilliant" and "Beijing Hotel" are too close together, the two came over on foot.

Going back to the glorious door of Jinbi, Han Zhihui pointed to the chess room upstairs that hadn't ended: "Would you like to go up and play for a while?"

"No, there will be classes tomorrow morning."

Han Zhihui could see that He Jichen didn't really want to go up again, so he said goodbye to him and went upstairs.

He Jichen stood for a moment at the magnificent gate before going to the parking lot.

Driving the car, He Jichen walked to the school.

The light outside the car window hit his handsome face suddenly and secretly. He looked straight ahead, and his expression looked calm. Until he approached College Road, he suddenly stepped on the brake.