"When we were in school, you loved to compete with me. You would always join me in any competition I participated in. If I came second, you would come first. If I came third, you would come second. You would never be satisfied until you had outshined me."

"I didn't expect you to be so haunting after graduating from high school. Do you know how much I wanted to strangle you when I saw you in the same university and the same major classroom as me? Sure enough, you are still the same as in high school, always trying to suppress me in everything."

"Oh, but it doesn't matter. What if you are the top student in your major? What if the teacher likes you the most and praises you for your talent? What does it matter now?"

"I'm already a famous stylist, and what about you? Heh—"

After hearing these words, the man looked at Ah Zheng and said seriously, "Liu Zheng, you think too much. I don't have the same idea as you say. When I was in school, I participated in competitions just to get prize money, and I chose my university major simply because I liked it."

"You have always treated me as an imaginary enemy. There is something wrong with your thinking."

Liu Zheng's face darkened for a moment, but he suddenly remembered something, sneered, leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered, "Do you want to know why you were stood up by that big-name male star who was about to sign a contract last year in the spring show?"

"Because you are stupid, you chose the pigeon style I suggested to you. You still don't know that the big male star hates pigeons the most."

"That should have been the first spring of your career, and the very beginning. What a pity, it just ended like that..." He made a gesture of blowing out the flame: "Phew, it's gone."

"Hu Jiang, how does it feel to have angered a big shot and be banned in disguise?"

The eerie voice sounded like a cold poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Hearing this, the man stiffened all over. His eyes, which had been piercing, turned bloodshot. He stared at Liu Zheng, his teeth almost broken as he growled, "It's you—"

"Liu Zheng! How could you -! I trusted you so much back then! I treated you as my best friend! I thought of you and took you with me whenever I got any resources, but you hurt me like this!"

Liu Zheng sneered: "Tsk! What good friends are you talking about? If you throw those resources you use to send followers to the street, even a dog won't smell them."

Hu Jiang defended himself: "I never treated you as a follower! Besides, I had just graduated at that time, and the resources I had were only at that level. This was my most——"

"That's enough. Stop it. I don't want to hear any more of this nonsense."

Liu Zheng straightened up, adjusted his collar, and looked sarcastic.

"Remember? When we graduated, you said that one day you would work hard to become a famous stylist, be seen by the public, and become a stylist who is qualified to stand next to the idol and the actor."

"Heh - now don't even mention becoming a movie star. He's so busy with his work that he wouldn't even notice a small fry like you."

As he spoke, Liu Zheng reached out and, before Hu Jiang could dodge in time, he pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket.

It's obvious that this keychain has been used for a long time, as can be seen from the degree of rust on several of the keys. However, the full-body acrylic portrait pendant next to the keys has been well preserved, without any wear and tear. The owner of the keys even didn't want to remove the protective transparent film when he bought it.

As Liu Zheng moved, the keychain was exposed to the light, and the portrait on the acrylic was revealed.

The reduced high-definition picture was obviously a scene from a certain drama.

Yellow sand filled the air, soldiers were at the gates of the city, and tens of thousands of weapons were used to encircle and suppress the enemy.

The young man wore a jade crown and held a long sword in his hand. He stood alone on a horse and guarded the city gate.

His delicate and sharp eyes were even more colorful than the black robe dripping with blood. He looked coldly at the army numbering in tens of thousands in front of him, his posture still cold and upright.

——This is the drama in which Shi Yan won the Best Actor award.

…

"Liu Zheng! Give it back to me!" Hu Jiang was so anxious that he wanted to snatch it away.

Liu Zheng raised his hand directly, and after dodging, he casually shook the keychain and smiled maliciously: "As expected, you carry it with you like a treasure."

"You really do admire Mr. Shi."

"But you won't have the chance to be noticed by your idol. Change your idol as soon as possible, change to someone who is third-rate. Maybe if you get close to him, he will take a liking to you and let you be his lackey. Then you will still be a successful fan."

"Hu Jiang, this is how your life will be. Stay in the mud forever and never get up."

Liu Zheng stopped looking at him. He just looked up and raised his hand, as if to 'throw away and crush' Hu Jiang's dreams and beliefs, and threw the key chain into the trash can two meters away.

The group of makeup artists following behind him watched the scene, their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts, and no one said a word. Occasionally, passers-by who saw it pretended not to see it and hurriedly went about their own business.

…

Liu Zheng had no doubts about his actions. He was always very accurate in throwing objects. He knew he would hit the target without even looking back.

Even if Hu Jiang ran to pick it up anxiously, he couldn't catch it. He smiled very proudly.

However--

The expected sound of items falling into the aluminum trash can was not heard.

There was only a slight movement.

The keychain seemed to be caught by something.

Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment and turned around to look.

“…”

In the corridor near the corner, the light was bright from a small dome light overhead.

The girl, wearing a mask and revealing only a pair of almond-shaped eyes, stood quietly beside the trash can. She raised her left hand, her fair palm half-clenched, and in the center of her palm was a bunch of key chains.

It was exactly the string that Liu Zheng was about to throw away.

After Sheng Yuan accurately took the keychain, she lowered her eyes and looked at it for a while. Her long eyelashes covered a beautiful silhouette, and the corners of her eyes curved softly and subtly.

Then she clenched her palms slightly, and when she raised her eyes, her eyes had returned to indifference. Her gaze met Hu Jiang, who hurriedly ran a few steps and then stopped.

The "savage" who had the word "easy-going and enthusiastic" written on every hair just now was now shrouded in a sense of decadence and despair.

Common name: decadent version of savage.

It has been less than five minutes since she came to the crew.

The Savage looked at Sheng Yuan and said in a very dry voice: "Miss... can you give it back to me?"

The girl took two steps towards him, a faint golden light flashing on the laces of her white sneakers. She stopped in front of Hu Jiang and asked softly in a sweet voice.

"Do you like this person very much?"

She was referring to the person on the acrylic pendant on the keychain.

Hu Jiang still looked at her palm reluctantly and nodded without hesitation: "Yes, he is my idol."

Yuanzi: Do you like this person too?

The Savage nodded frantically.

Yuanzi: What a coincidence, I like it too~~ 　　Finally, I am still asking for various rewards, monthly tickets and recommendation tickets~~~ 　　Good night everyone.

(End of this chapter)