Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Zuo Yan was standing in the dark stairwell with a sullen face, bending his fingers, and knocking heavily on the door.

After a long time, the sound of dragging footsteps came from the thin door panel.

With a soft "creak", the door opened a crack, and the young man appeared in front of him with his tousled hair, wearing an oversized cartoon T-shirt loosely on his body, looking wrinkled, and his face was sleepy. , There are still red marks on the white side of his face from a long sleep.

He didn't seem to be very surprised by Zuo Yan's appearance. He just yawned lazily, turned sideways and stepped aside without saying a word, then opened the door, rubbed his messy hair, and turned around. Walked back into the room.

Zuo Yan stared at the open door in front of him, paused for a few seconds, and then stepped into the door.

The door panel was put on behind him.

The room was dim, the curtains were drawn, only a small night light was on.

In that weak light, you can only vaguely see the fuzzy lines of the undulating furniture. Even if you can’t see clearly, you can know that the room is in strange chaos. The space that is not very large is filled with fullness, and it looks even more cramped. .

In the middle of the living room, there is a mattress on which quilts and pillows are stacked messily.

The young man took his steps to the side of the mattress, and then smashed himself onto it.

With the sound of rustling cloth rubbing, he arched under the stacked quilts, covering himself tightly, and a human-shaped bulge instantly bulged on the mattress.

-Did not say a word throughout.

Zuo Yan: "..."

He was a little bit ridiculous.

I don't know when, the dark fire in his heart just extinguished without a trace unknowingly, and the bottom of his heart was replaced by a strange softness.

Zuo Yan walked over and sat down on the edge of the mattress, feeling the young man lying on it shrank silently and gave him some space.

"Why don't you live in the apartment I gave you?"

The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in the silent room. There was no unnecessary emotions mixed in his voice, nor could he hear the interrogator's emotions.

"Ah, forgot."

The youth's voice was not drowsy, and he replied nonchalantly.

The next second, he got his head out of the quilt, and the small night light on the side coated the top of his fluffy hair with gold.

Ge Xiu continued to move into the mattress and asked lazily: "Come on?"

This question is simple and casual, as if the other person suddenly thought of it casually, completely unaware of how much impact one's simple actions would cause in others' hearts.

Zuo Yan's heart was shaken, and an astonishing wave of emotion surged from the bottom of his heart, instantly drowning and swallowing his reason.

In that second, he couldn't even sort out his emotions.

He could only hear his sudden and violent heartbeat. The hot blood pumped out by the heart rhythmically impacted his eardrums, making irregular noises:

"咚咚" "咚咚"——

When he realized it, he had taken off his coat and shoes in a wicked manner, and lay on the mat next to him.

Zuo Yan settled down and stretched out his hand to pull at the quilt: "Hey, give me half."

The youth grumbled dissatisfiedly, but he let go of his hand obediently, letting Zuo Yan tore away half of the quilt.

The quilt is very soft, it feels almost weightless on the body, and with a warm body temperature, it warmly wraps Zuo Yan up.

He unexpectedly felt at a loss.

Zuo Yan turned his head slightly and looked at the fuzzy and hazy facial lines of the young man under the shining night light.

The dark environment made him unable to see the opponent’s face, but at such a close distance, he could clearly perceive the even undulation of the opponent’s back when he breathed, and even the tiny airflow brought up by the flashing of his eyelashes, so subtle, but But it was so clear, so sharp, it hit his heart like a heavy hammer, easily disturbing the frequency of his heartbeat.

how so……

Zuo Yan frowned, a little upset.

Ge Xiu yawned and took a look at the phone from under the pillow: "Let me sleep for three hours, forty-five minutes and twenty seconds, then we will talk."

He threw away the phone, buried himself in the quilt again, and muttered sleepily:

"I'm sleepy..."

After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep without hindrance.

Zuo Yan propped up his arms and watched the young man’s face close at hand. He raised his hand and gently shook his long forehead. The cool fingertips swept across his warm and soft side face, and he could even feel it. The other party's even and moist breath was sprayed on the fingertips.

Has fallen asleep.

Are you so relieved...

Zuo Yan looked down at the youth's sleeping face thoughtfully, his eyes softened unconsciously.

I don't know why, he actually felt a burst of sleepiness gradually hitting him.

His eyes were darker, he lowered his arms, lay back where he was just now, and closed his eyes as well.

Well, let's just take a rest.

Three hours and forty-five minutes later.

The cell phone under the pillow buzzed, and the shrill alarm broke the silence in the dark room.

Ge Xiu opened his eyes suddenly.

He took out the phone, pressed the alarm clock, then yawned greatly and stretched under the quilt.

Sure enough... I didn't have a nightmare this time.

Several worlds have not experienced the feeling of a peaceful sleep.

Ge Xiu yawned again, turned his head and looked behind him, but unexpectedly met a pair of sober eyes: "How long have you been awake?"

"Not long." Zuo Yan replied.

Ge Xiu didn't care about the truth or falsehood of what the other party said, because he is really short of time now-now this point in time is the conclusion that he divided after three full days of intensive calculations, in the estimation of the external observation double speed and internal observations. After comparing the running speed, he designed a set of algorithms to calculate the time difference between the inside and outside of the virtual world based on the frequency of tasks issued by the outside world and the time flow difference between the two.

And within forty-five minutes from now, it happened to be at one of the dead ends.

That is, a period of time that can never be directly observed by the outside world.

Ge Xiu originally planned to use this time to call Zuo Yan, but he didn't expect that Zuo Yan would come to his house before the time came - but it would be better, at least eliminating the possibility of extraneous branches.

He blinked and said bluntly: "I want to quit the entertainment industry."

Zuo Yan was startled, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly:

"……Um?"

"The 80 million I owe you, I naturally have a way to pay it back."

While talking, Ge Xiu slowly got up, leaned forward and turned on the switch on the side of the overhead light.

The room was suddenly flooded with lights.

Zuo Yan squinted his eyes uncomfortably.

"Now that this is the case, I am also ready for a showdown." Ge Xiu held up two big dark circles, pointed his finger at the few drawings that were thrown on the ground next to the mattress, and then spoke lightly: " Is it familiar? I designed it."

He dropped a blockbuster indifferently.

Zuo Yan sat up, bent over to pick up one, and glanced across the paper.

The familiar lines on it shocked his heart.

His eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the young man sitting beside him. The other party still had a tired expression, and the messy hair on top of his head was poking up in all directions, making him look extraordinarily unruly.

Ge Xiu blinked lazily and continued:

"I will give you three more design drawings of a similar level. You can find a film and television project and arrange me in any role. Any small role will do. Then the payment will be paid to my account in the name of the remuneration, and then the payment will be deducted from what I owe you. 80 million will do."

Zuo Yan quickly eased from the shock just now.

He quietly put down the design drawing, squinted his eyes slightly, and asked:

"Do you know that I am your buyer?"

"Of course." Ge Xiu lay on the bed again, pulled the quilt over his neck, and yawned lazily: "I have set up an automatic tracking program in the auction program, and I can locate the account's personal information as long as I activate it."

Zuo Yan looked down at the arched ball under the quilt, and the expression in his gloomy eyes was heavy:

"Why did you decide to tell me this time?"

"Being a star is so boring."

Ge Xiu said dullly: "Hurrying to announce the act and smirking are both boring to death, and you have to train your body to give acting lessons. Everything is meaningless!!"

The more he talked, the more excited he got, as if being pricked in the pain, he straightened up suddenly, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Moreover, when a star is actually, he actually has to control the intake of sugar! Manager Li came to my house yesterday. All my inventory has been confiscated!!!"

Zuo Yan: "..."

He laughed lowly.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows inexplicably and looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Zuo Yan narrowed the smile on his lips. He raised his eyes to look at Ge Xiu, squinting his eyes slightly, the emotions in the deep pupils of the eyes were inexplicable:

"What if I don't cooperate?"

Ge Xiu shrugged and hung his oversized neckline slantingly on his shoulders. He had obviously thought about the answer to this question a long time ago: "It's very simple. I will terminate the contract with your company directly, and I will pay the cancellation fee, and then transfer the contract. Star Entertainment earns 80 million yuan through the same method."

"Don't you worry about being retaliated by me?"

"Don't worry." Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Will you?"

Let him be free again and again, even without his life.

Will there be revenge?

Ge Xiu is confident.

In other words, deep down in his heart, he actually hoped that Zuo Yan would retaliate. If he could stand on the opposite side of him without scruples, Ge Xiu would be much more comfortable.

He has thousands of ways to deal with his enemies, but he doesn't know how to deal with a person who is sincere and asks for nothing in return. If he wants to, it will be enough to stir up the current situation and upset the world. He has always been accustomed to confronting authority, but he is not accustomed to being protected by authority.

This feeling of incomprehension was also very strange to him.

He even hopes to gain an enemy by unscrupulously probing the opponent's bottom line to get rid of his current predicament.

There was a secret expectation in Ge Xiu's eyes.

Zuo Yan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his frizzy hair, his voice was as soft as a sigh:

"I will not."

Ge Xiu's head was squashed, and his long forehead drooped, blocking his eyes.

His eyes are drooping, and his dark and gloomy eyes are hidden in deep shadows.

He pouted his lips like a discouraged.

——This is what I worry about.

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The entertainment company of Zuo’s subsidiary announced that it will start shooting the highly anticipated super-epic IP. Almost the entire entertainment circle has a gathering of famous traffic figures, well-known screenwriters, and international celebrity directors and top special effects teams participating in the production. The unscrupulous style of throwing money has set off a feverish discussion across the Internet, which can be described as much-anticipated.

Zuo Yan walked into the shabby milk tea shop and frowned.

Ge Xiu poked his head out of the corner and beckoned to him: "Here."

Zuo Yan walked in this direction, and then sat opposite Ge Xiu. He was tall and long, and he looked a little awkward when sitting in a narrow seat.

"Why choose here?"

"It's close to my house." Ge Xiu yawned boredly: "If you have something to say, I have to hurry back to design the drawings."

Zuo Yan chuckled: "So busy?"

"Of course." Ge Xiu stretched out, "I am very dedicated."

"Except for the career of celebrities?" Zuo Yan raised his eyebrows, and a ridiculous curve formed on his lips.

Ge Xiu: "..."

He became a little angry and turned into anger: "...Why are you telling me to come out?"

Zuo Yan smiled and shook his head.

He took out the contract and bank card and went straight to the subject:

"After signing, you can get paid."

Ge Xiu swiped a few times to sign the name, turned the bank card twice in his hand, and then handed it back to Zuo Yan: "Now, two clears?"

Zuo Yan did not answer, but took out a contract again.

Amazingly, it was the maintenance contract that Ge Xiu signed at the beginning.

He said slowly:

"Since we are partners now, this one will naturally be invalidated. According to the compensation clause in the contract, these will be treated as my liquidated damages."

He returned the bank card to Ge Xiu:

"Now, we're both cleared."

Zuo Yan lifted his lips, and a smile flicked across his eyes.

His contour is very deep, the lines of the eye sockets and the bridge of the nose are strong and deep, giving people a strong sense of oppression, but when he stares down, he seems to have a faint and affectionate meaning: "If this is the case, then I can I'm officially pursuing you, isn't it?"

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In the bushes outside the window, the flashlight flashed in a concealed manner, and disappeared quickly under the strong sunlight.