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Chapter 19 Yu Caiwei is a book fan?

It was approaching evening, and in front of the large outdoor stage of Huahai University of Communication, there were already crowds of people and it was a lively scene.

After Ye Zhiqiu issued a unilateral leave application in the mobile writer backstage, he continued to prepare for the performance regardless of the bloody storm in the comment area and the editor's penguin head that was beating crazily.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare. Let the makeup artist arranged by the school apply a little powder to prevent your face from looking too dark and yellow under the strong light of the spotlight after going on stage.

As for the rehearsal for a dance program, a solo player like Ye Zhiqiu can just find a corner and hum a few words by himself.

Compared with other hurried performers, the leisurely Ye Zhiqiu is simply an anomaly among the crowd.

At this time, in a makeshift lounge backstage, Yu Caiwei was sitting quietly in front of the mirror, receiving services from a dedicated makeup artist.

After all, she is a big star at the level of a new generation of diva. She is responsible for tonight's finale performance, and it is not appropriate to be crowded with everyone in the crowded backstage.

So when agent Song Mei proposed to set up a lounge at her own expense, the school naturally had no objection.

"snort!"

Suddenly, Yu Caiwei, who was letting the makeup artist tinker with her hair and staring intently at her phone, snorted in dissatisfaction and put her phone down angrily.

Song Mei on the side was stunned, looked at the screen of Yu Caiwei's phone, and understood immediately.

"Are you reading novels again?"

"I really don't understand what kind of martial arts novels you young people are chasing after every day. Let me tell you, I have never heard of any female singer in the industry who likes reading this."

Yu Caiwei pouted and corrected: "Aunt Mei, she's not a martial artist, she's a fairy."

"This narcissistic author is getting more and more lazy, and he stopped updating openly today! He only updated 4,000 words yesterday! How abominable!"

Yu Caiwei is a cold beauty to outsiders, but in private, her image in front of elders such as Song Mei and Liu Minkang is completely different, and she is extremely charming and naive.

Song Mei smiled helplessly and said curiously: "Is it that "Zhu Xian"? I think you open it every day when the time comes."

"But why is he called a narcissist author?"

Yu Caiwei's cheeks were slightly red, and she turned her phone to the cover page of her work and handed it to Song Mei to look at.

"The author's name... Fangxin... Arsonist?" Song Mei muttered the author's name in a shocked tone.

What kind of inexplicable pen name is this!?

...

Different from the compactness of the backstage, the auditorium outside the stage was crowded and extremely lively.

In addition to the students of the university, the audience of the Huahai University of Communication University Graduation Party also included a large number of reporters, outstanding alumni who came back specially, etc. The scale was comparable to a concert.

In the area, a young man with meticulously styled hair and a designer suit said to the side: "Dad, the show hasn't started yet, I'm going to go shopping."

This young man with oily hair and pink face is none other than Li Hongfei, the second generation ancestor that Chen Yuan climbed up to.

The expression next to him was calm, and he saw that the middle-aged man in a high position nodded in agreement without saying anything.

Li Hongfei looked happy and left quickly to meet up with Chen Yuan who had been waiting outside. Under the leadership of Chen Yuan, he walked straight into the backstage area of ​​the stage.

Li Hongfei and Chen Yuan walked into the backstage and attracted the attention of many people.

"Look, isn't that man Li Hongfei, the young master of Yinghong Entertainment?"

"Yes, the one next to him is our professional Chen Yuan. It is said that she and Li Hongfei are preparing to debut."

"Ah? Didn't Chen Yuan perform with Ye Zhiqiu before..."

"Shh! You only know now? This matter has been spread for a long time."

"Oh, that Ye Zhiqiu is quite handsome, it's a pity..."

"What a pity? Can handsome people be used as food? Anyone can choose between a poor boy and a famous entertainment man, right?"

Many people in the backstage area were whispering, looking at Chen Yuan with disdain, indifference, and contempt, but most of them were envious.

In today's era where people laugh at poverty but don't laugh at prostitution, especially these art students, they have long become extremely realistic and know how difficult it is to make a debut.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Li Hongfei's eyes flashed with contentment, but his eyes kept searching the backstage area.

Today Yu Caiwei will make her grand finale, and she should be preparing backstage at this time. The purpose of Li Hongfei coming in is to find a chance to strike up a conversation with Yu Caiwei.

Thinking of Yu Caiwei's beautiful appearance and perfect figure, Li Hongfei's heart became hot.

However, Yu Caiwei had never seen it before. Li Hongfei suddenly locked his eyes in one direction, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and walked directly with Chen Yuan.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Li Hongfei walked up to Ye Zhiqiu and said sarcastically: "Isn't this the poor boy? I think Huahai University of Communication can't find anyone. Are you worthy of playing?"

Li Hongfei's voice was not concealed in any way, and everyone in the entire backstage area could hear it clearly.

The surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Chen Yuan looked a little embarrassed. Li Hongfei had included her. Originally, this was a double show between her and Ye Zhiqiu...

Facing the unclear glances from everyone, Ye Zhiqiu was very calm. He glanced at Li Hongfei like a fool and said calmly: "I don't know whether I am worthy or not. Do you, a defeated subordinate of yours, deserve it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hongfei's face turned extremely ugly.

His subordinates were defeated? Didn’t Ye Zhiqiu’s girlfriends have been robbed? How did it turn out that Li Hongfei was his subordinates’ defeated general? The flames of gossip among the people suddenly ignited.

Li Hongfei sneered: "You don't naively think that you will be great just because you can write a few songs, do you?"

"Let me tell you, this is an era where capital is important. You have no money, no power, and no one is praising you. Do you think you can get ahead?"

"For a poor boy like you, you can write songs all your life and still look poor, and the money you sell for them can't even compare to my car wheels!"

There was silence all around. In fact, what Li Hongfei said was unpleasant, and in many cases it was the truth.

Some people were born in Rome. Maybe you are bruised and bruised, and the end you reach after trying your best is just the starting point for others.

What's even more cruel is that in many cases, you can't even reach the starting point of others...

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly stood up. His height, which was ten centimeters taller than Li Hongfei, was very oppressive. His momentum immediately pushed Li Hongfei down.

"You don't need to worry about what happens to me in the future." Ye Zhiqiu said calmly, "On the other hand, Mr. Li, I'm afraid it's sad that you can't support me even with money."

So domineering!

Everyone watching the excitement cried out in their hearts, this was a slap in the face. They didn't expect the dull Ye Zhiqiu in the past to be so strong.

Even if the students on the university campus are aware of some of the evils of society, they have not experienced severe beatings from society. Moreover, with a sense of identity as alumni, there are still many people who support Ye Zhiqiu.

"good!"

"well said!"

"That's right, what's the point of pulling a second-generation ancestor? No one knows what will happen in the future!"

"Get out!"

More and more people are supporting Ye Zhiqiu, and Li Hongfei's face is extremely ugly.

Suddenly, everyone's shouts gradually weakened, they stopped, and their eyes looked in a certain direction.

Ye Zhiqiu was feeling strange when suddenly a cold, pleasant voice came from behind him.
Chapter completed!
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