The best album award at the end of the year is basically competed between him and Zhou Ziheng. If Zhou Ziheng is really allowed to participate, his name will have to be written on all the lyrics and composition columns.
Even if he wins the award, there will be media and marketing accounts to criticize and backstab him. He has already thought of the hot search headlines.
It would definitely be something like "Yin Jingshuo has run out of ideas and actually relied on his sworn enemy to help him win an award" or "Rivals? Friends? Are Yin Jingshuo and Zhou Ziheng just fake brothers?"
By then, the two families’ toxic fans will tear each other apart again, and it would be an understatement to say that it will bring about another bloody storm!
So... Zhou Ziheng, this bastard, is still the same bastard as always, but he changed from being overtly aggressive to being sneaky and malicious, and he was taking out all the bad intentions on him, basically teasing him on purpose!
As for... Wen Xiaowan, her wishful thinking was even louder. After all, his autograph was not cheap!
After Yin Jingshuo figured it out, he was speechless for a moment. After a long silence, he finally spoke, gritting his teeth and saying, "You two are so insidious! If it weren't for my wit, I would have fallen for your trick!"
Wen Wan raised an eyebrow at him with some pride, not feeling ashamed but proud. "Thank you so much! All's fair in war! Using magic to defeat magic, isn't that what I learned from you?"
"Thank you for the compliment. It's all thanks to my girlfriend!" Zhou Ziheng also followed his girlfriend's example and accepted everything.
Yin Jingshuo couldn't help but roll his eyes at them, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction in his heart.
After all, it was just a joke between friends, and he could still tell the difference between a joke and a serious one. What was important now was not to fight back, but to learn how to fight back.
He couldn't help but urge Wen Wan, "Go back and send me your quarreling technique. If possible, write some yin and yang quotes."
"That's called 'The Art of Language'!" Wen Wan seriously corrected him again, then promised, "I'll write 'The Yin-Yang Quotations' when I have time. I'll remember to send it to you when I'm done."
They were seriously discussing the topic of "Which is better, quarreling or the art of language", but Chen Zui stood there in shock.
He'd only been gone for four years, but why did it feel like hundreds of years? He really... felt like he'd missed the whole world!
Is it still possible to write a book about quarrels and sarcasm these days? Is it still possible to study this systematically?
These are not the most outrageous thing. The most outrageous thing is that there are actually people willing to learn it. What on earth has stimulated Yin Jingshuo all these years???
He scratched his head and thought hard for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. Finally, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, then shook his head vigorously to throw away the messy thoughts in his mind.
After Chen Zui managed to calm himself down, he tried to get back to the point, carefully interrupting their argument and asking, "Well... Jing Shuo, did you mean to forgive me just now?"
Yin Jingshuo was interrupted unexpectedly, and his head was a little confused for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses.
He raised his eyebrows subtly, looked at Chen Zui meaningfully, and asked, "If I forgive you, will you give me money to support my music career?"
"Yes, yes..." Chen Zui answered hesitantly, but the next second he scratched the back of his head awkwardly and said, "But I ran away from home, and I didn't bring any black cards with me."
"To be precise... apart from my cell phone and the clothes I'm wearing now, I didn't bring anything else with me."
"Huh???" Wen Wan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then sighed from the bottom of her heart, "You two really are brothers! How can you all be so fierce!"
"It's not illegal to run away from home and take anything other than your ID card, right? Why don't you think about how you're going to live after you suddenly run away?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Ziheng's face. He really felt that he was being implied!
But... who hasn't had a time when they were young and frivolous?
A man remains a boy until he dies!
"I thought about it! So I transferred two thousand yuan to WeChat in advance, just as my start-up capital!" Chen Zui didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions, and there was even a hint of pride in his tone.
"You... where did you come from, you fool?" Wen Wan looked at him with a complicated expression and shook her head. Then she poured cold water on him mercilessly, "I beg you to do your homework!"
"Don't you know what the current prices are like here? You don't think prices are the same as they were five years ago, do you? What can you do with these two thousand yuan?"
Chen Zui was caught off guard and scolded again, but this time he did not retort immediately, because Wen Wan's words really stumped him, and he really thought so.
"I... I really hadn't thought about the price of goods." He scratched his head guiltily, paused, and then asked with a fluke mentality, "It shouldn't have increased much, right? It should be enough to pay one month's rent, right?"
"It's enough." Wen Wan nodded and answered decisively.
"That's good, then..." Chen Zui immediately breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pat his frightened heart.
But before he could recover from his shock, he heard Wen Wan's ruthless words again, "But renting a house requires a deposit of one and a third of the rent!"
"Ah?" Chen Zui's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Wen Wan couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw him like this, but she suppressed her smile and did the math for him, "The rent for our worst house is at least a thousand. Even if we calculate it based on that standard, you'll have to pay around three thousand at a time."
"Congratulations! You're going to be homeless!" she said with some gloating.
When Chen Zui heard the word "three thousand", his body froze and he felt like he was petrified. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He murmured dejectedly, "This is truly a death before success!"
"Why does society's beating hurt so much? If I had known earlier, I would have secretly transferred more money out like last time. This time... I'm really going to be homeless!"
"Destroy it!" He said as he rubbed his hair in frustration, and his neatly slicked back hair became messy in an instant.
You know what... looking at it this way, he really does resemble the bankrupt male protagonist in novels!
Wen Wan smirked, then couldn't help but ask him, "You knew to bring extra money last time, so why didn't you know this time? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Chen Zui no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and he looked listless.
He couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart and explained the reason in a gloomy tone.
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