Chapter 4 I'm Sorry
Li Ji looked at the man on the big screen opposite, paused and nodded. He usually didn't care about the entertainment industry. Although he didn't know his name, he had seen many brand advertisements endorsed by Chen Shuoxing, so he naturally recognized this face.
I have heard of such things as the national white moonlight and the male god.
But - Li Ji doesn't care about this now. He doesn't care about whether he is trying to get attention or not.
He doesn't care about these things.
At the moment, he just wanted to pull Sheng Zhao away and end this slightly annoying scene.
Li Ji couldn't explain his feelings. Did he like her? Not really. They had only known each other for a few days.
It's just that, facing everyone's loving/lustful eyes and possessiveness, he is like floating on the waves, wanting to sober up for a moment in the days filled with smoke, alcohol and decadence.
After all, her eyes are beautiful, and when she stares at you it seems like you are truly admired.
It's not like that at all, it's being looked down upon as frivolous and mean.
Ever since the staff member finished the introduction, Sheng Zhao didn't say anything. Instead, he frowned slightly, with a calm expression and a hint of displeasure.
Obviously, other 18th-tier celebrities or their agents would jump for joy when hearing such news.
As the agent, Sheng Zhao did not look happy. Instead, under the expectant and shy gaze of the male staff, he ended the topic and walked towards the lounge with Li Ji.
Li Ji also felt that something was wrong with Sheng Zhao. He leaned against the door of the lounge with a smile on his face as if he was accusing someone. His voice was hoarse and the last syllable was drawn out.
"Why, you like Chen Shuoxing? I was so happy to hear the news that I immediately stopped talking."
He said it as if he was casually joking, but his eyes were still observing her expression as always.
He had already perfected the skill of reading people's expressions in that entertainment venue. Unlike the ridiculous dignity that did not belong to him, the appearance that was possessed, and the occasional teasing words - this was the only skill he could use to protect himself.
"ah?"
Sheng Zhao, who was a little dazed just now, was surprised when she heard his words. "No..." She frowned slightly, "You liked him for a while before, why are you happy?"
She murmured.
There was a hint of plain disgust in his eyes, but he then lowered his expression so that it could not be seen.
She patted Li Ji's shoulder soothingly and said to him with a smile, "Anyway, you will become a star that is much more powerful than him."
"……I promise."
Perhaps it was her deep gaze that made Li Ji run away a little. He withdrew his inquiring gaze, glanced at her eyes slightly, and chuckled.
"You really flatter me."
He had a craving for a cigarette, but his Adam's apple just moved without saying anything. He just lay lazily on the dressing table, chatting with Sheng Zhao in a random manner.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the table out of boredom.
His bony fingers made pleasant rhythmic sounds on the table, and his slightly protruding veins showed off his sculptured body.
Exquisite, beautiful, handsome, gorgeous - these adjectives are somewhat inferior to describe him. He is a blend of these words, and even his personality is mysterious and gloomy. Although there is an occasional smile on the corner of his lips, he is colder than anyone else.
Actually, it's a bit pitiful.
He has nothing.
Sheng Zhao had read the personal information he filled out on the contract and had also talked with Brother Hong. The only thing he had was his body and face.
As Li Ji's agent, Sheng Zhao should currently receive a fixed salary.
Li Ji looked at the contract and paused for a moment, as if it was the first time he had seen such a generous reward. He even sneered and commented to Sheng Zhao, "This price is higher than what some women offer to take my virginity."
Although his words were clearly despicable and uncomfortable, he said them calmly, as if he didn't care about his image at all.
Sheng Zhao didn't make a fuss about this. Instead, he didn't react at all to his words. Instead, he continued calmly, "There will be more generous rewards in the future."
Although it was his first shoot, it was a formal fashion magazine after all, and the remuneration was considerable.
Li Ji brought up this topic during their casual chat, then glanced over and said that he would give most of the remuneration to Sheng Zhao.
Sheng Zhao was a little confused about this, but Li Ji seemed to feel awkward and pursed his lips to stop the topic, as if he didn't want Sheng Zhao to bring it up.
It was obvious from his previous situation that his financial situation was not very good and he lived in a cheap and unsafe house... Brother Hong also vaguely mentioned that he was in debt.
This time, he proposed to give most of it to Sheng Zhao, and the rest was just his previous salary at the nightclub.
So, even though Sheng Zhao knew he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, he still spoke up, "Why? This is your job, and the pay should be yours."
The house cannot be transferred and converted into cash, and he currently has no income from the nightclub, so his financial situation should be very tight at the moment.
Li Ji covered his eyes with his hands and spoke for a long time, "Sheng Zhao, you are a person with little emotional intelligence."
"If you, as a man, work as a bartender in a nightclub, no one will want to patronize your business—you might even end up being a hated husband."
He held the cigarette between his fingers, unlit, and chuckled.
"I just wanted to give it to you."
Then he said nothing at all.
It is only natural to get these rewards for pulling himself out of the quagmire - although his life is a quagmire to begin with, it doesn't matter whether he can pull himself out or not.
Sheng Zhao felt that this was just the way men were, their tempers were so unpredictable and unpredictable. When he asked further, he pursed his lips and looked unhappy.
But Sheng Zhao thought his idea was funny, and he raised the corners of his lips slightly as if he was imagining something.
After a day of filming, Sheng Zhao took a shower and lazily lay on the sofa in her pajamas. She squinted her eyes and mercilessly scrolled through Chen Shuoxing's hot search headlines, looking for the next interview schedule.
She looked so relaxed and lazy that Li Ji, who was carrying the food, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, saying, "You look like an old lady waiting for a yellow-faced cook like me to feed you."
Sheng Zhao sat up immediately upon hearing this, not because of Li Ji's complaints, but stared at the phone screen with an expressionless face.
Li Ji saw that she looked strange, paused, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ah?" Sheng Zhao paused, then smiled beautifully and said in a clear voice, "Nothing, just a harassing text message."
On the phone screen were the hesitant words of the photographer who had been taking photos during the day.
——
"Hey, little sister, I want to ask you something."
"This photo is well taken, and the model is also beautiful. Big sister, I think he is born to do this job. I see that you don't have many resources. I know a boss who liked Xiao Li after seeing the photo. Do you want to set them up? I can't say that he is a powerful person, but at least he will not have to worry about future resources. I see that you are very tired from traveling around these days. Ask Xiao Li if she has this idea. If it is possible, I will set you up."
The photographer felt a little guilty. When she was having a party with people drinking in the evening, she spoke without restraint and said in a loud voice that she had photographed a great beauty today. Even if she didn't become famous in the future, she could be well-known with her looks.
The old ladies around her said they wanted to see the photos, so she showed them and boasted about how good she took them. Unexpectedly, someone liked them and kept urging her to set them up, saying that otherwise it would be disrespectful, but she couldn't afford to offend them.
She had been chatting happily with Sheng Zhao before and had joked about taking her in as an apprentice, but now she turned around and introduced her subordinates to someone else's bed. The photographer felt that she had lost all her face, so she spoke with a guilty conscience.
But she felt that it was almost the same.
After all, Xiao Li is good-looking, but he is too handsome and gorgeous. The moment he glances back is so alluring that it makes people feel numb.
Which man with this face isn't a scourge of malice, vain, and waiting to sell his body for a good price? Her friend is okay, not as torturous as other bosses. After two years of following him, he won't suffer too much.
So she didn't ask Li Ji what he thought, but instead asked Sheng Zhao what he thought.
After all, she was afraid of offending Sheng Zhao's reputation. How could they have any face when they were not related? It was just the face of being a woman.
Who wouldn't discuss this important matter with a grown woman? What can a man understand?
She was also afraid that if she went to inform Li Ji first, she would offend Sheng Zhao.
Sheng Zhao raised his hand, smiled and apologized, and simply said "No thanks."
The photographer was stunned when she received the news. This is not right. Who wouldn't accept it happily? It's just selling one's body. Which man in the entertainment industry hasn't sold himself? Isn't it better to be with one person for a few years than to be with different people every day?
She still couldn't help but persuade -
"Little sister, you are still young. The men in the entertainment industry are all of similar character. Now that you are protected by someone, he must be resentful of you. I think Xiao Li is also quite ambitious. You can discuss it with Xiao Li and give me an answer."
"I see you're exhausted from running around making connections. If Xiao Li can climb up the ladder, it will be much easier for you, and you'll also get some benefits."
Sheng Zhao's eyes were calm and dark. Just as she was about to type a reply, her phone was suddenly snatched away by Li Ji, who had been silent behind her. Before she could react, Li Ji used the phone to reply with a single word -
"roll."
His voice was hoarse and cold, his face expressionless, his eyes extremely cold, and he almost suppressed his emotions when he said this word.
The photographer on the other end was stunned after hearing the voice message. She closed her phone awkwardly and said nothing more.
Li Ji then said nothing, with no expression on his face. Instead, he looked cold and distant, with suppressed emotions in his eyes. He put on a coat, took a cigarette, and went to the balcony without saying a word.
——It seems like he is used to being insulted like this.
He was dressed lightly, and only a coat could block out a lot of wind. His hair was messy from the wind, and his eyes were filled with murky emotions.
Sheng Zhao opened the balcony door and looked at his tall and handsome back. Li Ji seemed to notice that the balcony door was opened by Sheng Zhao. He did not turn around, but spoke in a hoarse voice for a long time before speaking after a while.
"……sorry."
It's light and peaceful, without much emotion.
Sheng Zhao walked over and put another coat on him, then asked him softly, "Why are you sorry?"
In an instant, the body that had been chilled by the night wind seemed to warm up a little.
She thought that the first thing he said would be an emotional outburst or a complaint, but it turned out to be "I'm sorry".
Why sorry?
Li Ji put out the cigarette between his fingers and lowered his head to prevent Sheng Zhao from seeing his facial expression. Only the tip of his nose was a little red.
After a long while, he spoke hoarsely, "...Because, you spent several days running around to finalize this shoot."
"I scolded her...and screwed up."
He held it in for a long time, then muttered, "I'm sorry."
Anyway, he is a hypocrite in the eyes of others and is not worth much dignity. It is only natural that he deserves to be scolded.
As for the reason why he felt so aggrieved, it was probably because he hadn't worked in the nightclub for several days and had spoiled himself.
Li Ji thought so with his eyes narrowed, but his lips were tightly pursed.
Sheng Zhao chuckled instead, and his laughter was quite hearty, as clear as an oriole's.
"What's there to be sorry about? It's just a matter of getting lost. And even if she's really angry and wants to cancel this contract, we'll still have to pay her liquidated damages, which are not small. Why are you blaming yourself?"
Her voice was soft, and she patted his back. "If you hadn't snatched the phone just now, I would have scolded you. Anyway, you are my star - I won't let you suffer any injustice in this regard."
His back was slightly stiff, and his waist was narrowing as his slightly protruding spine went down. There was a rare bit of warmth in the cold wind.
Not only is the tip of the nose a little red.
Li Ji, with his head buried, felt like laughing. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, took a deep breath, and concealed his expression.
...He didn't know why this happened either.
He lowered his voice to mask the bitterness, as if deliberately nonchalant, and asked, "Then what would you curse?"
Sheng Zhao paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "Are you sure you want to say it? It's just dirty talk between women."
"...Then I won't listen."
Sheng Zhao didn't say this to comfort Li Ji, she would really curse back. After all, although Sheng Zhao looked gentle and polite, his temper was not as good as it seemed.
Those words made her a little unhappy.
As for what he would curse?
Sheng Zhaowei looked at the thick night, but it was just—
Get lost, is she worthy?
He still kept his head down, refusing to let Sheng Zhao see his expression at the moment. He sniffed as if he didn't care, following the whistling wind, cleared his throat, and continued speaking.
"Go eat, I've already prepared it."
Sheng Zhao leaned on the balcony railing, looking at the starry sky, and asked as if chatting, "Do you have the braised fish that I like?"
Li Ji buried his head, "...No."
"What about the egg drop soup?"
"No..." He took a deep breath, his voice muffled but fierce, his slightly out-of-control eyes a bit cold, "Eat whatever you have. If you're picky, don't eat it!"
"Okay." Sheng Zhao nodded, and then spoke seriously, "Besides, you are not a yellow-faced cook."
She was responding to Li Ji's previous joke.
Li Ji's eyes were not as red as before, but there was a hint of bitterness in them.
He suddenly stood up, lowered his hair to slightly cover his dark eyes, turned his head slightly, avoiding Sheng Zhao's sight, and walked into the house.
The long legs almost stride forward.
With a hoarse voice, pretending not to care, he said deliberately, "I'm going to eat."
Sheng Zhao asked, "Aren't you going to lose weight?"
"...You control me."
He pursed his lips, feeling the warm clothes on his shoulders, and there was still a slight curve at the corners of his lips.
"Are you going to terminate my contract just because I'm fat? And kick me out?"
"Well... that shouldn't be the case."
Sheng Zhao answered, lowering his eyes slightly in thought.
However, it should be possible.
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