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Yu Zoubai is the person who controls the destiny of the entertainment industry, and he is also the most famous and dignified young man in Beijing. Many popular celebrities have gone on to succeed him, only to fail.
Everyone in the Beijing circle knows that Yu Zoubai appears to be polite, elegant and gentleman, but in fact he is ascetic and indifferent to the extreme.
In the private room, his friends teased him: "There are all kinds of beauties around, who do you have to fall in love with? Could it be the fairy in the sky?"
Yu Zoubai swayed the red wine and smiled lightly.
No one knew that he was really obsessed with a beautiful fairy.
At that time, he was still young, full of passion, proud and proud, and did all the things that were unworthy of publicity.
Every day, he thinks about cunning people and taking them for himself.
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Because Jian Jin took over the inheritance of traditional Chinese painting pigments, he withdrew from the famous traditional Chinese painting world and lost his brilliance. He shouldered a heavy burden and forged ahead every day, like a thousand-year-old painting that withstood the taunts of wind and frost.
At the international auction, dignitaries from all walks of life flocked to the auction.
Her former colleagues laughed in her ears: "A small workshop carrying a hoe to dig out stones is worthy of participating in an international auction?"
After a while, a dignified and stern man was surrounded by the organizer. He walked over, put his arm around her shoulders, and said softly: "Photograph all the gems in the auction and grind them into paint."
Jian Jin scolded him: "A prodigal."
The man smiled to please her: "It's just some rocks."
The organizer said respectfully: "Teacher Jian has just completed a nationwide lecture tour. You can take any stone you like."
Everyone present was shocked and searched for information about the woman online.
After checking, everyone was silent, their faces really hurt!
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Under the pavilion shrouded in autumn rain, the sloping drizzle wet Yu Zoubai's shoulders.
He looked at the humid campus, his clear black eyes tinged with moisture due to the mist, and he smiled bitterly.
"In late autumn of that year, you walked into the pavilion in the rain, holding pure white daisies in your hands, and followed another man."
Jian Jin was holding his hand and yawning. Hearing this, he looked up at him.
His drooping expression reminded Jian Jin of a poor stray dog.
The next second, he said something domineering in her ear.
"I'm a very possessive person."
Jian Jin hugged him and patted his back gently.
"Jian Jin will always belong to Yu Zou Bai."
In the long river of time, if there is anything that will last forever, Jian Jin's answer is traditional Chinese painting pigments.
And Yu Zou's white-hot love.
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