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chapter 2
After coming out of the bar, Song Ge handed Ji Wang a bag: "Happy birthday, this is a gift."
The words "Happy Birthday" inevitably brought back some memories of Ji Wang's past. In addition, Qi Boyan took too much tonight, Ji Wang only felt that the alcohol in his stomach was tumbling, and he felt sick to the point of vomiting.
In front of Song Ge, Ji Wang still showed a peaceful smile and took the bag: "Thank you, I'll invite you to dinner next time."
Song Ge shrugged: "Okay, who knows when the next time will be, you will be very busy next time."
Ji Wang didn't think so: "Not necessarily, you know, I'm very busy when I'm not playing."
Song Ge has been expecting him to be popular since his debut, and kept telling him, how could you not be popular because you are so handsome.
In fact, Ji Wang really didn't become popular. He didn't have a strong obsession with whether he was popular or not. For him, acting was just a meal.
Saying goodbye to Song Ge and getting into a taxi, Ji Wang opened the bag and found a box of perfume pheromones inside. Seeing this gift, Ji Wang was speechless for a while. He contacted Song Ge on WeChat, took a photo and sent it, and then put a question mark.
Song Ge didn't feel that the gift he gave was casual: "Qi Boyan's pheromone is the same perfume, I've been begging my girlfriend for a long time!"
Ji Wang: "What are you giving me this for?"
"Don't you like peaches? Qi Boyan's pheromones are also peach-flavored." At this point, Song Ge also added: "By the way, your pheromone smells like wine, you spray it on your body, no It's Prunus persi! Your favorite!"
Ji Wang threw his phone and perfume aside, and didn't plan to go back. He also decided not to come out to meet Song Ge even if he had no time for a show.
In fact, he also understands in his heart that it is not Song Ge's fault. No one knows the past between him and Qi Boyan. Who would have thought that the now-famous Qi Boyan had a relationship with his little-known actor.
When he got off the taxi, Sister Hong had already called him three times. Ji Wang got out of the car and wanted to leave the perfume in the car, but the driver stopped him: "Young man, your stuff!"
Ji Wang had to pick up the bag and plan to throw it in the trash can downstairs at home. Although it was a bit sorry for Song Ge to do so, Ji Wang would rather drink a thousand glasses of Prunus persi than accept a bottle of Qi Boyan's same perfume.
At this time, Sister Hong called again, Ji Wang picked it up, and they were talking about work. Sister Hong told him that she had talked about a variety show for him, and she would set off next week. The guests have not yet been fully decided. Come down, but the production team is very good, and the backstage is quite hard.
Although this new program is just a test of the water, it can also guarantee follow-up publicity and resources. Originally, it was impossible for Yi Ji Wang to be in the coffee position, but his drama has been very popular recently, and the show team also needs an artist who is more open and can endure hardship.
Ji Wang understood after hearing that, in a variety show where big and small celebrities gather, there is always someone to do what big celebrities can't do.
Sister Hong has already looked forward to the future, and she hopes to be able to rely on this variety show to reach the sky one step at a time.
Sister Hong: "Xiaowang, you know how I have treated you all these years. Sister can't cheat on you. This variety show is a very good opportunity. You should seize it."
Ji Wang turned on the combination lock, only to realize that he was still carrying the perfume bag in his hand, which he forgot to throw away. He held the phone between his shoulders and responded casually, "How much is the charge on the other side?"
Sister Hong was almost blocked by Ji Wang. She said so many good things about her feelings. Ji Wang only cares about money.
Ji Wang really only cares about money, such metaphysics as to whether he is popular or not, there is no money in his hands. Fortunately, the amount that Sister Hong reported to him was tempting enough to give him a share with the company. Even if he didn't play for a year, he wouldn't starve to death.
"No problem, I'll go to the company tomorrow to sign a contract." Ji Wang casually threw the perfume on the floor after entering the room. After chatting with Sister Hong, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The hot water washed down and ran through his wet hair, Ji Wang's neck was slender, in fact, every part of his body was very good-looking, even if he didn't act, he could still make money as a model.
Unfortunately, just like the fingers, Ji Wang also has scars on the back of his neck. In the lowermost position, the scars are due to repeated wounds in this area, and the speed of healing cannot keep up with the re-damage. Until the skin leaves the memory of the wound, the traces cannot be traced. fade away.
But this is just a scar, it doesn't prove anything, and the mark between AO is even more different.
If anyone could see the back of Ji Wang's neck, then the other party would be surprised, because no alpha would like to be attacked in this place.
Unlike omega, the glands in the back of the neck have already shrunk, and there is no function that can be marked. And if there are teeth marks on the back of an alpha's neck, it means that his other half is likely to be an alpha.
You must know that alphas instinctively repel each other, just like a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, not only are they disgusted by each other's pheromones, but their nature does not allow themselves to be subservient to others. As an alpha, another alpha leaves tooth marks on the back of the neck. , is a blatant mark and a humiliation.
This is very rare, contrary to nature, like an outlier.
Fortunately, Ji Wang's scar is at the bottom, and his clothes can usually block it, but when it can't be blocked, he will use other methods to cover it up.
He didn't intend to let others peep into his past through this scar, a memory that even he didn't want to think of.
When he came out of the bathroom, Ji Wang opened the refrigerator shirtless, picked up a bottle of beer, and turned on the TV. The damn familiar voice came out again on the TV, Qi Boyan.
Qi Boyan leaned against a beautiful female artist and shared chocolate. In the advertisement, they were boyfriend and girlfriend, and Qi Boyan looked at each other's eyes with tenderness.
He said, I love you.
Ji Wang changed the table, walked to the entrance, picked up the perfume, and smashed it into the trash can.
The fragile perfume could no longer withstand Ji Wang's repeated tossing, the bottle shattered in the trash can, and a good smell spread throughout the room.
If Song Ge had smelled this perfume, he would have found that the smell of this perfume was vaguely similar to Ji Wang's pheromone.
Ji Wang's pheromone is a faint smell of wine, which usually doesn't come out easily.
The veins on Ji Wang's face were looming, and he forced a sentence through his teeth: "Bastard..."
In the past, this smell filled the whole room and invaded almost every pore of Ji Wang. The smell that was formed by the ambiguous blend made people dizzy, numb in the limbs and weakness.
Qi Boyan bit his earlobe and said to him, "You always say you don't like it, but your pheromones keep hooking me, and get me drunk."
Ji Wang's answer was to scratch Qi Boyan's back, but was enveloped and suppressed by Qi Boyan's smile with a stronger pheromone.
As long as Qi Boyan came here once, the smell in the room would not dissipate for several days.
Ji Wang especially liked to entertain friends at home at that time, but later he dared not. He was afraid that Qi Boyan would come to him again, that lunatic would not cover up because his friend was there.
If not crazy, why make this perfume.
If it's not a lunatic, why keep that shit tied up on stage all the time.
Ji Wang raised his hand to cover his face, this vile man, as if afraid that he would forget, reminded him over and over again, torturing him to the point of going crazy.