Chapter 143 I Don’t Belong to the Entertainment Industry, I Only Belong to You



Chapter 143 I Don’t Belong to the Entertainment Industry, I Only Belong to You

The grand carnival came to an end.

Zhou Yili successfully dominated the hot searches that night.

"Half of the seats are thanks to Mr. Shen," the agent sneered. "How dare he be so bold as to change the opening!"

The elevator has not yet fully descended.

Zhou Yili had already jumped down with one hand supporting himself, and a tall and unruly figure passed by him.

"Just tell me whether you are satisfied with the changes or not?"

Agent: “…”

Now the hot searches are all——

#Zhou Yili's super loop opening#

#My wife was kissed unconsciously??? #

#The sea is wide enough for fish to jump, the sky is high enough for birds to fly#

#A dedicated male artist who sings and dances for three hours non-stop#

#Who is crying while listening to Never Falling Stars on Eemomo? #

#The shining star wishes everyone to keep thinking about it, and there will be a response, and your wish will be fulfilled#

The agent's old face was so bright with smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll let you go."

Then he looked at Zhou Yili walking by him without stopping, "Where are you going? Put on your clothes first or you will catch a cold..."

The temperature was low at night, and Zhou Yili only wore a thin shirt. Was he going to be reincarnated in a hurry? ? ?

"No."

Zhou Yili waved his hand lazily, "It's not enough to let him go, just go and fool him."

Wearing thinner clothes can help you look more pitiful.

Zhou Yili walked across the backstage and heard the staff's discussions and various terms dominating the hot searches.

"Some people are born to be in the entertainment industry. They debuted for four years but their popularity dropped. After two years of silence, they returned to the music industry and once again dominated the Internet's hot searches."

The staff gathered together and sighed.

Zhou Yili walked past without raising his brows, and suddenly stopped where he was.

Shen Jixing leaned against the door of the lounge, looking intently with his eyes lowered.

Zhou Yili walked over quietly and asked, "What are you looking at so intently?"

Shen Jixing suddenly came back to his senses, pretended to be calm and put away his phone, "Nothing..."

“My photo.”

Zhou Yili placed his palm against his wrist bone and looked down to see his figure on the screen.

Some are opening, some are passionate, and some are quiet.

These are all photos taken by Shen Jixing.

Shen Jixing didn't expect him to come so quickly, and his ears suddenly felt hot. "Everyone is taking pictures, is there anything wrong with me taking two pictures? I'm not taking pictures because you're pretty. I'm tired of seeing your face every day. I'm just taking pictures casually, let go!"

“…”

Zhou Yili looked at him in a daze, "?"

Shen Jixing closed his eyes with a dead heart.

Zhou Yili couldn't help laughing and raised his hand to pinch his clean, pale face.

"Why are you in such a hurry, little star?"

Shen Jixing coldly slapped his hand away and took the initiative back into his hands, "Who allowed you to start..."

He hadn't finished his question.

Zhou Yili pinched his beautiful fingertips, and whispered with his Adam's apple sliding gently, "Can I hug you for a moment?"

“…”

"But I'm a little dirty."

“…”

Shen Jixing looked at the thin shirt with broken stars on his body. The marks on his neck were still a little wet. He had been jumping on the stage for too long, so it was understandable that he had changed his clothes.

Even the silver star at the end of the blue hair was wet.

Shen Jixing looked at him quietly for a few seconds without saying anything.

"I'll hug him when I get home." Zhou Yili thought to herself that she would go home, wash herself clean, hug him all night, and trample him like a rag doll in her arms. She would never want to hug him again in her life...

Someone gently put his arms around his waist, and Shen Jixing leaned in his arms with his eyes closed.

"Zhou Yili, this has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Yili lowered her eyes and buried her head in his arms, even though he was covered in dirt.

From the moment he learned the truth, he had no chance to hug him.

"You think it has nothing to do with me again, and coming to see me has nothing to do with me?" Zhou Yili lowered his eyes and rubbed his neck, his tone casual and hoarse.

How did Boyu raise Shen Jixing?

It makes him never trust anyone and keep a distance from everyone.

"Well, that's just my choice, you have the right to refuse..."

Zhou Yili gently clasped his neck with one hand and leaned over to cover his soft lips.

“No.”

"in spite of."

"I won't refuse."

Shen Jixing met his dark eyes and stayed close to him without moving, as if asking for his consent.

In the end, he chuckled helplessly and responded with his lips slightly opened.

"Okay, I won't talk about it then."

The silent backstage corner.

Zhou Yili was given unlimited indulgence. With tears in his eyes, he pushed him against the wall and kissed him passionately.

"I don't like to reason. I can't argue with you."

Shen Jixing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she heard him whisper in her ear: "I love you."

Outside the venue, there is a sky full of broken stars as the night falls.

Even if today's entertainment has been boiling all night because of one person.

But he just wanted to tell Shen Jixing, "I'm here to find you."

The little lion who was lost in the memory had tried again and again to change the outcome, hoping to leave his own mark in his destiny.

He plunged headlong into the world of fame and fortune without hesitation.

Leave your mark where Shen Jixing can see it.

"I don't belong to the entertainment industry. I only belong to you."

Shen Jixing raised his hand unable to bear it any longer.

Pushing away the endless little lion, he calmed his disordered breathing and whispered, "They are still waiting..."

Zhou Yili pushed the man against the wall and showed his disregard for others to the fullest.

"Let them wait."

Then Sheng Que's voice was faintly heard in the air, "No hurry, no hurry... Hmm."

A hand quickly covered his mouth.

But it was too late.

Shen Jixing looked back over Zhou Yili's shoulder and saw a group of people being caught off guard and falling all over the place.

Fu Chen calmly picked up Sheng Que and said, "Just passing by."

Zhou Hengyang, who was sorting out his suit, just opened his mouth and said, "The way..."

He glanced at Fu Chen, meaning, what did you say?

The woman folded the handkerchief around his collar and looked at Zhou Yili with a evasive look, "I was looking for a toilet and happened to pass by with your father. Sorry..."

For the first time, Shen Jixing realized what it meant to want to disappear on the spot.

Zhou Yili was thick-skinned and frank. He glanced at the woman and pointed in a direction. "Over there, the light is a little dim. Ask the staff to turn it on and say you are Zhou Yili's...elder."

In embarrassment, Shen Jixing gently raised his eyes.

Silently held Zhou Yili's hand.

The woman didn't expect him to say that. Her eyes were red. She pulled Zhou Hengyang away and said, "Okay, thank you, Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Hengyang flicked his sleeves and said, "It's immoral and corrupt, but it's done beautifully."

“…”

The elders are gone.

The rest is easy to handle.

Zhou Yili: "How many of you are..."

Si Kong Xiu was the first to distance himself from the matter, "I don't know, he dragged me here."

He tugged at the little bear ears that hung down from behind his clothes.

Xiongxiong: "Ah? Me again???"

Zhou Yili continued to complete the question, "Do you want to attend the celebration banquet?"

The topic was lightly brought up, and Zhou Yili seemed to be concerned about the face of someone with the thinnest face.

Several people nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, yes."

"Go by yourself if you want."

Zhou Yili put his arm around Shen Jixing's waist and turned around, "Let's go home."

——

Miscalculated, didn't make it to the end, pretend I didn't say wuwuwu, I will never set random flags again, kneel_(:з」∠)_


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