Chapter 130 Cute Internet Celebrity 8

Qian Zhou stood up suddenly and waved his hands hurriedly, "No, it's not."

Qiao Nan leaned against the wall and paused when her eyes fell on Han Cheng's face.

"He's quite handsome."

"Baby Zhou Zhou, let's talk next time." As she said that, her fingertips slid across Qian Zhou's wrist and she smiled gently.

"good evening."

Qiaonan turned around and walked to the other side of the corridor with a twist of her waist. Han Cheng's eyes were only on Qianzhou from beginning to end.

Qian Zhou was at a loss as he looked at him. He didn't know how long he had been standing there and how much he had heard.

"...Let's go back." Qianzhou pulled his sleeve again.

Han Cheng turned sideways and looked down at Qian Zhou.

"Do you sleep so late every day?" he asked.

Qian Zhou said honestly: "It's not that late now...I usually clean up and go to bed at this time..."

As they were talking, they fell silent, and the quiet atmosphere in the corridor made people feel inexplicably nervous.

The hotel corridor seemed endless, perhaps because time had lengthened, or perhaps because he was too uncomfortable.

The hotel's superior suites are equipped with decorative walls and wine cabinets, located on both sides of the narrow corridor after the entrance.

Han Cheng entered first, followed closely by Qian Zhou.

But the narrow corridor was only this short distance away. After Qianzhou came in, Han Cheng turned around and grabbed the door handle. Qianzhou took a step back and leaned against the wall.

The door lock made a slight click—

All sounds were blocked outside the door. Qian Zhou took a deep breath and said, "...Is there something wrong?"

"You've been having a hard time lately. What's the problem?" Han Cheng asked.

He really heard it.

Qian Zhou's gaze drifted to the right. "It's not a big deal. It should be over soon..."

The incandescent lights overhead shone on them.

The air around also became sticky like a colorless light band, making people's throats dry.

"Qianzhou, if you keep speaking in this way, the efficiency of our communication will be very low." Han Cheng said in a cold voice.

For some reason, Han Cheng felt more oppressed than usual at this moment.

He then asked, "What time do you go to bed every day?"

"...Two o'clock." Qianzhou lowered his head.

"Well, what do you do when you stay up so late every day?"

Qian Zhou hesitated for a while, then said obediently: "Take a video..."

Han Cheng didn't say anything.

Qian Zhou then said, "Sometimes...live broadcast."

"Well, okay." Han Cheng replied.

It seemed that every time Qian Zhou behaved well, Han Cheng would not be so cold anymore.

Qian Zhou didn't look at Han Cheng. He hooked his fingers together and pressed against the wall nervously.

"The difficulty is, I have no money to pay the rent."

Han Cheng frowned slightly. "Didn't your family give you living expenses? Why don't you ask your parents?"

There were people outside the corridor, and the sound of conversation could be heard dimly.

Light and shadow intertwined into blocks of color, falling on Qianzhou's fair neck, which was very white, but a little thin.

Qian Zhou lowered his head when he heard this, "...I have no family."

Han Cheng paused, lowered his eyes and looked at Qian Zhou in silence for a long time.

"You act like I'm bullying you."

Qian Zhou shook his head, "No."

Han Cheng asked: "So, you don't plan to ask anyone for help?"

"I can handle it myself."

Han Cheng was not wearing glasses, and his gentle aura was restrained, while his handsome face was very impactful.

He seemed to become less happy, and looked at Qianzhou with a pair of cold eyes.

"Can you handle it?"

Qian Zhou suddenly lost his confidence, "Should be..."

Han Cheng asked: "Who was the man next to you just now?"

"Qiaonan, the big anchor in the dance area, is better than me." Qianzhou said.

"Is that all? You don't know much about this person."

Han Cheng stared at him, "And then you believed what he said."

At this time, the clock made a slight sound and the hour hand pointed to 12 o'clock. Qian Zhou looked up and took small steps inside.

"It's so late, and there's a math competition tomorrow. Brother, you should go to bed early too..."

With that, Qian Zhou turned around and wanted to grab a blanket and spend the night on the sofa.

Overall, it didn't help much today, and it wasn't worth the 1,200 yuan train ticket Han Chenghua spent on it.

Qianzhou didn't want to squeeze him.

Just after taking half a step, Qianzhou suddenly stopped, with an expression of surprise.

Han Cheng held him back.

Qian Zhou looked down at Han Cheng's hand. The veins on the back of his hand seemed to be more obvious.

"Come here."

Han Cheng pulled him into the inner room, opened his laptop, and searched for information about "Qiao Nan" on the website.

The windows in the inner room were not closed, and the wind was cool at night, so the curtains were fluttering in the wind.

Qian Zhou sneezed several times. Han Cheng said, "If you're cold, close the window."

"good."

Qianzhou closed the window, and when he came back, the computer interface stayed on a network cable.

"Qian Zhou, I won't ignore you." Han Cheng gestured for him to look.

There was a stool next to it, and Qianzhou sat very close to Han Cheng.

He smelled the scent of shower gel on Han Cheng's body. The smell was somewhat familiar, a fresh lemon scent.

Qian Zhou's mind was wandering, but his eyes widened immediately after seeing the words on the screen.

The above is the complete information of "Qiao Nan", real name Li Nan, male, 31 years old.

Even his registered address was clearly written on a form.

Below is the detailed information of his company, a small company called Star Entertainment Media, which has 56 internet celebrities under it.

Qiao Nan ranks among the top three in terms of the number of fans.

Xingyu Media Company was exposed for forcing 80% of its internet celebrities to "deal" with financial sponsors. On the surface, it is a breeding ground for entertainment influencers.

They're actually good at hiding erotic clauses in contracts!

Xingyu Media signs a group of new internet celebrities every year, mostly on short-term contracts, and they target people like Qianzhou who are newbies who have just become famous and know nothing.

Ordinary people simply cannot see the problem with the contract and are usually tempted by high salaries.

After signing the contract, arrangements will be slowly made to the financial backers behind Star Entertainment Media, and even auction-like scenes will be arranged. There will be various ways of playing, which is simply creepy.

Qian Zhou didn't know what to say for a moment.

If he hadn't seen these, Qian Zhou might have signed the contract after checking it tomorrow.

It's inevitable that there will be another round of trouble, but...

Why does Han Cheng have such detailed information?

Qian Zhou caught a glimpse of Han Cheng looking at him, pursed his lips, lowered his head and whispered:

"I see......"

Han Cheng glanced at the bed and said, "Go to sleep. The bed is so big, there's no need to force you to sleep on the sofa."

After saying that, he hooked up the glasses on the table with his slender fingers and worked on the computer for a while.

Qianzhou felt a little dizzy and his nose was blocked, so he was sure to catch a cold.

The lights stayed on until late at night, and Han Cheng took a long time to finish his work. The warm yellow light reflected on Qianzhou's delicate and beautiful profile.

His breathing was steady, his chest rising and falling in a regular pattern.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand, put his fingers on Qianzhou's cheek, and slid them from his lips to the side of his face.

Qianzhou paused for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes, much more sensitive than usual.

"......Um?"

Han Cheng asked him: "Do you need my help?"

Qian Zhou closed his eyes sleepily, "No need, I can..."

Han Cheng looked at his dark circles, withdrew his hand, and his eyes darkened a little.

Looking very unhappy.