Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 80 80. Who said artists are not good-looking!

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"Eighty thousand!"

In the brightly lit room, Chen Li'an looked at Zhang Guorong who was nervously counting cards, and casually threw out a card of 80,000.

"What a fool!"

Zhang Guorong excitedly pushed down the mahjong in front of him.

"Give me money! Give me money!" Zhang Guorong clapped his hands and asked Chen Li'an and the others to pay, as if he had won 100 million.

"I'm Qing Yi Se, why don't you be so happy?" Chen Li'an looked at Qing Yi Se who had already listened to the cards, and reluctantly took out his money and gave up.

Playing mahjong is all about luck. Chen Li'an didn't have good luck today. He made two mistakes after a few rounds and fired frequently.

Zhang Guorong snatched the money from Chen Li'an's hand, smiled proudly and couldn't help but said arrogantly: "You don't care what I do, as long as I can do it!"

There is nothing wrong with this. Being able to play tricks on the mahjong court is the most important thing.

Shu Qi also felt heartbroken and gave the money to Zhang Guorong. Chen Li'an's luck was bad, and his luck was even worse. He didn't do anything wrong. He just came to give money.

The big winners tonight are Cheng Shufen and Leslie Cheung. Cheng Shufen won the most, but the happiest one was Leslie Cheung.

In the past, he lost more than he won, but today it was the other way around. He felt that Chen Li'an and Shu Qi were his lucky stars.

"I still have fun playing cards with you." Leslie Cheung said with a hearty laugh: "Jia Ling and I have never won much at cards."

Chen Li'an: "." If the high-end game doesn't work, then come to the novice game to find pleasure!

Don’t talk about martial ethics!

Shu Qi glanced at the little money she had left, looked at Zhang Guorong with some pain and said, "If I don't fight, I will almost lose it all."

"Why don't you be so disappointed!" Zhang Guorong said unhappily, then took more than ten pieces from his money pile and gave them to Shu Qi and said: "Don't pay for money, come on, come on, keep going!"

Shu Qi took the money handed over by Zhang Guorong, and then winked at Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an turned his head and looked at Zhang Guorong, who was smiling happily, and sighed quietly in his heart.

The mahjong game lasted all night, and in the end Chen Li'an lost all his money. Shu Qi went home satisfied with more than 3,000 Hong Kong dollars to catch up on some sleep.

The more than one thousand that Shu Qi took away belonged to Chen Li'an!

Every time this guy was about to lose, he would pretend to be pitiful with Zhang Guorong, and then take back the money he lost, and in the end he won more than a thousand!

Chen Li'an felt that he needed to draw a clear line between himself and Shu Qi in the future, and they could never sit on the same mahjong table!

In the kitchen on the first floor, Chen Li'an was eating fried dough sticks and drinking white porridge. Zhang Guorong asked someone to buy it specially. Xiangjiang people also like fried dough sticks and white porridge, but here they call it white porridge and fried ghost.

Chen Li'an was drinking porridge and looked at Zhang Guorong who was drinking alone, and said angrily: "You want to eat fried dough sticks and white porridge, but now you drink by yourself, your body is ruined."

Cheng Shufen also said: "Li'an is right. Staying up all night without eating is not good for your body."

"Drink red wine before going to bed to maintain your health." Zhang Guorong said sophistry, not paying attention to Cheng Shufen's helpless expression.

Cheng Shufen turned her head and looked at Chen Li'an and said, "Li'an, please watch him for me and don't let him drink recently."

"Well, I'll finish his wine later and won't even leave a bottle for him!" Chen Li'an said as he threw the last piece of fried dough stick into his mouth.

Cheng Shufen: "." Are you serious?

Facing Chen Shufen's eyes, Chen Li'an fulfilled his words very seriously and directly took the wine from Leslie Cheung's hand and drank it all in one gulp, even taking away the bottle.

"I'm going to bed, remember to eat!" Chen Li'an warned as he looked at Leslie Cheung, quickly ran to the second floor, and then suddenly returned and asked, "Which room should I sleep in?"

Zhang Guorong looked at the wine bottle in Chen Li'an's hand, and really wanted to throw the plate on the table at Chen Li'an's face.

"Which room you want to sleep in!" Zhang Guorong shouted angrily, and then quickly added: "As long as it's not my room!"

Chen Li'an didn't care at all about Zhang Guorong's anger, and went upstairs humming a song.

Cheng Shufen sat at the dining table and watched the performance of the two childish ghosts. She couldn't help but smile. She looked at Zhang Guorong and said, "When did you and Li An become so close to each other?"

"Ah?" Zhang Guorong was a little confused by the sudden question. He scratched his hair and thought for a while before saying, "I don't know. He is such a shameless person. It's hard for someone not to become his friend."

Cheng Shufen couldn't help laughing when she heard Zhang Guorong's words, patted the table gently and said: "You should make more friends like this, it's best to become such a person!"

"I don't want it!" Zhang Guorong snorted, drank two mouthfuls of porridge, picked up a fried dough stick in his mouth, and muttered: "I'm going to bed. If you need anything, call me."

Looking at Zhang Guorong's back going upstairs, Cheng Shufen couldn't help but smile, feeling that he had become a lot brighter since he met Chen Li'an.

Cheng Shufen sat at the dining table and finished her breakfast before leaving alone.

In a guest room on the second floor, Chen Li'an locked the door, stripped naked and took a shower before going to bed.

Zhang Guorong is really a person who pays great attention to the quality of life. The beds in the guest room are very comfortable, and Chen Li'an slept soundly.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by someone yelling and playing mahjong downstairs.

Zhang Guorong loves playing mahjong so much, he is really tireless!

Chen Li'an sat up from the bed and looked at the time. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. He had slept for almost ten hours.

But he still felt very sleepy. Chen Li'an yawned and got up from the bed. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he put on some clothes before going downstairs.

The people playing mahjong with Zhang Guorong downstairs seemed to be several women, and they were chattering very noisily.

Most of Zhang Guorong's poker friends are women, but this guy is indeed popular with women. He is handsome, has a good personality, has good acting skills and sings well.

When Chen Li'an appeared downstairs, several people playing mahjong turned their attention and looked curiously at the man who appeared in Zhang Guorong's home. Their thoughts were racing for a while.

Seeing the strange looks in their eyes, Chen Li'an was not embarrassed at all. He nodded at them and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

After Chen Li'an entered the kitchen, the three women all turned their attention to Zhang Guorong.

"Brother, who is he?" Liu Jialing asked curiously.

Zhang Guorong looked at the people who had already formed in front of him and said without raising his head: "I forgot to introduce you, Chen Li'an, my friend from the mainland, let's play cards soon!"

Liu Jialing and Wang Jingwen looked at each other, wondering when Zhang Guorong had a friend from the mainland and could even live in his house.

Brigitte Lin, who had just gotten married and returned from the United States, did not delay playing cards. After throwing out a six-cake, she asked: "You went to the capital to find him? A good friend?"

Only then did Zhang Guorong react, raised his head and looked at the gossipers, and explained angrily: "They are just good friends, don't think about it, they have girlfriends."

Hearing the gossip about these women, his enthusiasm subsided immediately, but Wang Jingwen still asked curiously: "Do you know each other from filming? Are you an actor?"

Leslie Cheung paused for a moment, wondering whether Chen Li'an was an artist or an actor, and then said: "I know him from filming, but he is an artist, a very powerful one."

"Artist? Really or fake, a painter?"

"Really, I can draw and take photos. I just held a personal photo exhibition."

"So talented? Artists are usually not good-looking."

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Chen Li'an, who had just come out of the kitchen with a baguette in his mouth, heard this sentence and wanted to despise Liu Jialing's shallow knowledge! There are many good-looking people among artists, okay!

Raphael, Schiller, Balthus, and Lucian Freud are all top handsome guys, okay!

But now we can only rank behind Chen Li'an. The crown of the most beautiful artist now belongs to Chen Li'an!

He's so handsome but so unreasonable! Reach the pinnacle of the artist industry in an alternative way!

I collected 20,000 yuan, and I’m going to Sanjiang next week. I’m happy~

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