Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Jiang Bei didn't answer, but involuntarily, a face that smiled and showed his teeth appeared in his mind.

Liu Yifei.

If she agrees, it won't be as simple as just making a ringback tone website.

Music, film and television, artist management, academic resources...

Everything can be connected into a line.

But if she doesn't agree, then I can only honestly run the music website and slowly build up my reputation.

With or without her, it's a completely different story.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bei gently shook his head.

"Let's wait a little longer."

Give me three days.

"If someone is willing to get on board."

"We brothers aren't just running a small website."

"Instead, it gives you the opportunity to pull off a big heist."

Guo Jian was stunned.

Ruan Fei was stunned.

Cui Hao was also stunned.

The three of them looked at each other, all somewhat bewildered.

They're also thinking of creating a copycat website.

Jiang Bei's mind, however, had already drifted off to who knows where.

After a long pause, Ruan Fei asked in a low voice:

"Sixth Brother."

"Just how big a game are you playing?"

Jiang Bei raised his bottle, lightly clinked it against the three of them, and grinned:

Even if I told you now, you wouldn't believe me.

"Let's drink first."

Three days later.

"I'll take you guys to new heights."

Guo Jian also raised his wine bottle.

"Call me if you need anything."

"If I can't do it, I'll ask my dad."

"The postal and telecommunications system still has some prestige."

Jiang Bei chuckled: "Does your uncle know how filial you are?"

Guo Jian waved his hand.

"Know."

"He even beat me up yesterday."

The group burst into laughter again.

The more he drank, the more he drank.

They kept exaggerating their boasting.

One minute they're talking about the number one music website in the country.

One minute they're saying they've signed with everyone in the entertainment industry.

One minute they're talking about how, after the company goes public and rings the bell, each of the four brothers will marry a celebrity.

Just when they were exaggerating and making grand promises...

Jiangbei suddenly waved his hand.

"I'm not drinking anymore."

"I have important business to attend to tomorrow."

Ruan Fei was taken aback: "What important matter?"

Jiangbei picked up a peanut, casually uttering a sentence:

"Help Liu Yifei record a song."

The air was silent for three seconds.

Ruan Fei raised his head.

"Which Liu Yifei? The one on my desktop wallpaper?"

Jiangbei rolled his eyes.

"Nonsense, is there another Liu Yifei in the whole country?"

Cui Hao slammed his hand on the table.

"Get lost."

"Did drinking horse piss somehow make you a time traveler?"

"I'm going shopping with Xun-ge tomorrow."

Guo Jian chuckled, "Brother Chun is my own brother!"

Ruan Fei picked up the wine bottle directly.

"Brothers."

"Old Six is ​​drunk."

"Pour it down his throat!"

The three exchanged a glance and revealed the same mischievous smile.

The next second, all three bottles were raised at the same time.

Jiangbei turned green with rage.

Holy crap!

"I'm serious!"

Unfortunately, nobody believed it.

Soon after, another series of wailing and howling erupted from the noodle shop.

The proprietress glanced at it from afar, shook her head, and sighed:

"Youth is wonderful."

"He even brags with such passion."

……

The next morning.

Jiangbei was awakened by the clanging and clattering of dishes being washed.

The sound of the dough rolling machine kept humming in my ears.

He groggily opened his eyes and stared at the yellowish ceiling for several seconds.

The next second, my heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, this scene is all too familiar.

Every time the guys got drunk and passed out, the landlady would drag them to a wire bed and leave them there for the night.

He struggled to sit up, his head feeling like it was stuffed with a brick, and it hurt even when he shook it.

The owner, Sister Sun, who was rolling out noodles next to him, turned around and glanced at him.

"woke up?"

"I'm not saying this to you girls."

"Young people should drink less."

She wiped her hands and handed her a cup of strong tea.

"It's easy to become impotent when you get old."

Jiangbei: "..."

I had just woken up, and before I was even fully awake, I was hit with a critical blow.

He picked up the tea and downed it in one gulp.

"Thank you, Sister Sun."

As Sister Sun packed up the wire bed, she waved happily.

"Don't mention it."

"Go wash your face, the first pot of noodles will be ready soon."

First pot of noodles?

Jiangbei was still in a daze.

Upon hearing those three words, I suddenly felt a jolt, as if I had been electrocuted.

Chang'an Noodle Shop doesn't sell breakfast at all; it only opens at 11 a.m. every day.

If the first batch of noodles is put into the pot, wouldn't that be...?

He suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall—

10:28.

Jiangbei: "!!"

Holy shit! !

Done! !

I had plans with Liu Yifei today!!

As a result, things went wrong on our very first collaboration!

His face turned green, and he grabbed his coat and rushed out without even bothering to put on his shoes properly.

I ran a few steps, my slippers fell off, so I went back to pick them up.

As soon as it ran, the other one flew away.

Sister Sun chased after them, chopsticks in hand, calling out:

"You brat!"

"The noodles are all in the pot!"

"Eat a couple of bites before you run!"

Jiangbei didn't even look back.

"We'll eat when we get back!!"

The person had already darted out of the alley, like a rabbit.

Meanwhile, in Jiangbei, there are rented rooms.

An hour ago, Liu Yifei and Zhu Yawen arrived at their destination.

In the hallway, Liu Yifei, wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses, stood quietly at the door.

Zhu Yiwen was standing next to him.

Zhu Yiwen glanced down at the time, then looked at the door.

"Was the address sent incorrectly?"

Liu Yifei hesitated for a moment before ringing the doorbell.

Soon, the sound of slippers scraping the floor could be heard from inside.

Click, the door opens.

A young man with messy, sleepy-eyed hair, wearing only his underwear, stood at the door.

The two of them froze, and the air was silent for three seconds.

Ruan Fei didn't even open his eyes.

Yawning.

"Sixth brother."

"This is your home..."

"I don't know how to use the key to open the door!"

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why is this "sixth brother" so thin?

Still wearing a hat and mask?

There was a man standing behind her?

Ruan Fei rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again.

The next second, his eyeballs almost popped out.

Holy crap!!

That shout turned on all the motion-activated lights in the hallway.

Liu Yifei subconsciously took a step back.

Zhu Yiwen had already stepped in front of her, his eyes instantly becoming alert.

Ruan Fei's mouth gaped wider and wider as he pointed at Liu Yifei, his hands trembling.

"Liu...Liu...Liu..."

He struggled for a long time, unable to utter the last two words, his mind completely blank.

Last night, after Jiangbei got drunk, he seemed to say something like that?

Oh.

He said he was going to record a song for Liu Yifei today.

The guys laughed so hard they were doubled over, and they said he couldn't even brag properly.

result……

just now.

Is a real person standing at the door?

Ruan Fei pinched his thigh hard.

Pain is not a dream.

He was completely numb.

Zhu Yiwen frowned and confirmed again:

"Excuse me, is this Jiangbei's house?"

Ruan Fei finally snapped out of his daze, nodding his head like an electric fan.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"This is it!"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something.

His expression changed.

Holy shit! !

Jiangbei didn't come back last night at all!!

Thinking of this, cold sweat instantly poured down Ruan Fei's forehead, and only one thought remained in his mind:

Sixth brother, you've screwed over your brother!

In the midst of the chaos, Ruan Fei still led the people into the house first.

"Come in, come in, don't stand at the door."

He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

The door was pushed open—

The air seemed to have been paused.

The next second, even breathing had a flavor.

The tiny rented room resembled a "disaster scene."

On the coffee table:

The playing cards were scattered haphazardly, the ashtray was overflowing like a small volcano, and the snacks packed yesterday were still open.

On the ground:

Wine bottles, fruit peels, socks, sneakers, jackets, and even T-shirts whose owners were indistinguishable were swept up as if by a tornado.

In the air:

The smell of alcohol, cigarettes, and takeout food fermented together, reaching straight to the top of one's head.

And the most deadly—

A person was lying sprawled out on the sofa.

Guo Jian.

He was only wearing his underwear.

Very honest.

Very social death.

The room fell silent for two seconds.

Liu Yifei almost covered her eyes and left the room.

Even someone as worldly as Zhu Yiwen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if pondering a philosophical question:

Is it too late for me to leave this world now?

Ruan Fei immediately realized what was happening.

Holy crap!!

He rushed over and slapped Guo Jian on the butt.

"Wake up!! We have guests!!"

"You better watch your public image!!"

Guo Jian opened his eyes groggily.

The first second, he was still looking for his slippers.

The next second, I saw two figures standing at the door.

In the third second—he suddenly regained consciousness.

"???"

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What did I do last night?"

He instinctively hugged himself, but it was too late.

At this moment, Cui Hao also rushed out of the inner room, his hair like a bursting dandelion.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"The landlord checked the water meter?!"

The next second, he saw the person at the door and was stunned.

The air froze again.