Dressed As the President’s First Love

The wall-mounted TV in the lobby was turned on.

The waiter tuned in to the Apple station, and the Golden Bird Awards are on the red carpet.

"Okay, let's see who is coming next, Li Ningxi, and his circle friend, Hu Shuo! It is very rare for two men to walk the red carpet together..."

The host Li Ning has a shoehorn face. This face now occupies most of the screen and is chattering about the male artist who has just stepped onto the red carpet.

The spotlight gradually focused on the red carpet and fell on Li Ningxi. This Shanda brother, as gentle and elegant as ever, greeted the camera.

Cheng Hao gradually let go of his raised heart.

Jiang Xinwei was also invited as an outstanding alumnus, but he was probably a bad student for a long time. He felt uncomfortable when he saw the teacher, not to mention sitting at the main table and befriending the principal and dean. He was raising a glass from a distance and shouting "Cheers" at him.

Cheng Hao also raised his glass.

Looking at it, several acquaintances in the department gathered at the table. Cheng Hao shook the red wine in the glass, drank it in one gulp, and stood up:

"excuse me."

The principal watched him go away happily, and got the party secretary right:

"The wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave forward."

"Yes, this kid is promising."

They are very pleased to be able to nurture such successful people, both in terms of personal emotions and the development of the school.

Cheng Hao had a hard time at university, not only had to bear his own tuition, fees and living expenses, but also shouldered the burden of his family. My mother is sick all year round and has to spend a lot of medical expenses every month, and there is no extra effort to allocate energy to irrelevant people.

The reasons why he can remember these people are:

They used to, one by one, worked very hard to pry him into the corner.

Three years.

It is rare for Cheng Hao to remember people, but for the students of Beicheng University, no one would not know him.

Among the previous alumni, he achieved the highest achievement, especially in the inspirational life of his idol drama class. The grassroots started from scratch and succeeded in becoming the CEO of a listed group in just a few years. His momentum is growing, and he is especially handsome who is not lost to any celebrity.

The alumni of Beicheng University are mostly excellent, but this is excellent, when put to the whole social level, it is just a grain of sand——

Among Zhengheng's employees, there are also people from Beicheng University who work hard for Cheng Hao, and even take pride in being in Zhengheng.

The group watched Cheng Hao come.

His white shirt obviously does not have any conspicuous iconic brand, but it looks better than the brand-name shirts they bought at the mall for a big price. The leather shoes are not polished with shoe polish specifically, and they are not very fashionable, but there are reserved and elegant aristocratic styles; even the strands of hair look much more energetic than they are.

When he came, it was the most shining star in the audience——

This group of people had to admit bitterly that the look in Goddess Tang's eyes was indeed unusually sharp. Only when they were students, they could suddenly pick the real blue-chip stocks.

Men are more vigilant, while women are very excited.

"I'm coming."

"I said you should be more reserved."

Some people can't see it.

"I can't hold it back... Then, the handsome guy won't be able to close his legs, let alone now."

"Tsk tut, woman."

Amidst the buzzing discussion, Cheng Hao came to the table as usual.

Between Jiang Xinwei and Wang Xueyi, they gave up a seat deliberately.

"Dude, sit down?"

Jiang Xinwei patted the space beside him, and Cheng Hao shook his head: "I have to go back in a while."

"To the principal's old tooth, can you drink in too?"

Cheng Hao gave him a roll of his eyes, did not continue to talk to the bastard, and clinked glasses with Wang Xueyi: "Cheers."

This fashionable young man raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Why did you not accompany my sister Tang to accept the award today?"

Jiang Xinwei winked at him for a long time.

Cheng Hao was in a daze, shook his head and smiled:

"It's fixed here first, so I can't help but come."

Except Jiang Xinwei, no one knew that he broke up with Tang Mi.

Wang Xueyi said "Oh", Cheng Hao turned to light up the cup at the others, "Tong Xin, Li Jiayi..."

He called out their names exactly:

"have not seen you for a long time."

"Okay, long time no see."

The gap between the rivals in the past was so big that these people blushed with embarrassment.

Think about it, I can’t wait to walk back in the past, and call to death the self who shouted "poorly", "toad wants to eat swan meat", "a flower is stuck in cow dung".

Men look at men and are convinced. It is often not the most handsome in the crowd, but the richest and most powerful. Ability is added value, not absolute value. What is more important than ability is wealth and status.

Tang Mi has always been the first corner of the night talk in the minds of the boys in the North City in those few years, and she is the ethereal goddess on the cusp of worldly dreams.

As for such a goddess, she was picked up by Cheng Hao, a silly poor boy. In most people's hearts, they were actually not very convinced.

There are even special bets on how long it will take to break the corner, but unfortunately, after three years of betting, the talents were divided before graduation.

Divided and graduated.

The corner of the wall fell, but no one pried it.

The Supercar Xiaokai didn't pry it, nor did they pry it.

"Dry."

"Dry."

"Dry."

Cheng Hao took a sip and the other party had a drink.

People have been floating in society for a long time, have tasted the difference of class, tasted the magic of money, and have been reluctant to bend their spine because they were easy to bend.

He took a sip and they had to be flattered.

After Cheng Hao said hello to leave, a young woman in a red dress next to Jiang Xinwei was pushed and shoved to her feet by her companion, blushing, raising the glass full of the table, and toasting to him, crisply and authentically:

"Cheng! I respect you!"

Cheng Hao felt a little familiar.

But he has seen everyone familiar recently.

Jiang Xinwei leaned to his ear:

"Hey, it's the college club, chasing the most fierce little apple you chased!"

...Little Apple?

In addition to being familiar, Cheng Hao felt familiar again.

In my memory, whose voice is floating in my ears: "You are not allowed to say a word to this stinky apple! Say a word, I will ignore you for a day."

Who is it, laughing there:

"Good good, don't say it."

Cheng Hao carefully identified it, except that the red skirt didn't look good, he really didn't have any impression at all.

Jiang Xinwei knows his wicked virtue.

This person has always had eyes higher than the top, except for the little Tang girl in the rest assured that there are so many wild flowers coming and going.

This little apple is a sweet and well-behaved person. It was also a golden flower in the Department of Finance back then. It's a pity that I care about Cheng Cheng's grass. In theory, it is earlier than Tang Mi's chase.

It's a pity that people say that if you don't buy it, you won't buy it. Looking at it now, instead of buying it, I'm afraid it didn't even get in.

Cruel.

Jiang Xinwei came out with a pity and sympathy, but Cheng Hao only took a sip, ignoring the girl's embarrassing face, and nodded to leave.

But there was a burst of cheers around:

"I'm coming!

Wang Xueyi whistled.

With a whistle lingering in his ears, Cheng Hao raised his head subconsciously. On the large high-definition screen in front of him, the restrained black nanny car opened from the inside. First, a pair of men's leather shoes, a man in a tuxedo stepped on the red carpet, and then a woman. He placed his arms, lifted the skirt, and walked out gently.

The flashing light makes people's eyes sour.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Countless spectators stood on the side of the road and shouted:

"Tangtang! Tangtang!"

"Li Fei! Li Fei!"

"Xue Xue! Xue Xue!"

The shouts converged, rumbling into Cheng Hao's ears, taking away his three souls and seven souls, making him unable to move.

We broke up for ten days, goodbye, but it's like a lifetime.

She wore a light blue skirt with a veil. Two thin lace shells tightly wrapped the young body of the hostess. Her skin was so pale that she could hold her with her waist as thin as a hand.

The skirt was very thin, and when the wind blew, the hem of the skirt was blooming like a flower. Cheng Hao noticed that her left hand was quietly twisted again. She was a little nervous and cold.

When she is cold, she always likes to stretch out, always looking at others and not seeing it.

All the long straight hair was braided behind his head, revealing a whole delicate face. The smile on her face was very lively and cheerful, as if the breakup did not affect her at all.

She was still talking to the man next to her, and when she looked at each other and smiled, her expression was so intimate that all the audience cheered.

The palm of Jiang Xinwei next to him is curved into a circle:

"Okay! Beautiful!"

Wang Xueyi was muttering words and seemed to be analyzing the outfit; the alumni opened their eyes and looked at the TV screen in awe.

They were all shocked.

At this time, Tang Mi, like an elf in a flower, faded away from the green, and bloomed with a scented fragrance. Misato seemed to still contain poppies, which made people tremble all over.

Cheng Hao looked away blankly.

He found himself feeling soft again, which was very bad.

Sure enough, without looking at her, the magic was lifted.

He stepped away from his stiff legs, turned to the bathroom, and leaned against the outer wall to smoke. Recently, he became addicted to smoking again.

In the lingering smoke, everything in the outside world seemed to be lost. This floor of the hotel has been packaged down for the alumni of Beicheng to have dinner together.

It was estimated that that section of the red carpet should be over. Cheng Hao put out his cigarette butts, and put his ten fingers under the faucet to rinse carefully to make sure that he could not smell a trace of cigarettes. .

Cheng Hao pulled out the tissue next to him to intervene.

Someone pushed the door out of the bathroom, and the man stood next to him. Both of them ran into the mirror in a daze.

The supercar that used to put rose candles downstairs every day developed a little blessing, and smiled at him:

"Ms. Cheng, why don't you watch your girlfriend walk the red carpet inside?"

Cheng Hao accepted the conversation casually:

"Urine urgency."

"So down-to-earth, it's really not suitable for Qing Gao's Mr. Cheng."

Xiao Kai washed his hands and blew on the dryer. In the rumbling voice, he cursed, "Good luck."

Cheng Hao thought he was listening.

Before asking, I just listened to Xiaokai said: "Speaking of which, I have lived well in this life. I have money at home and my parents have good relationships. I can read college, but I am jealous and go crazy with jealousy. I want to run to your dormitory and pinch. I'm dying of you."

Cheng Hao:...

"Then thank your Excellency for not pinching."

"polite."

Xiao Kai waved his hand triumphantly, "But well, I figured it out later."

"The east is not bright, the west is bright. You two will score points sooner or later. That's right, the points are a little late, I didn't catch up."

Cheng Hao was speechless.

"Now that we are together again," Xiao Kai turned his head and looked at him sincerely, "Treasure it."

"Time is not easy."

The slightly opened eyes caused Cheng Hao's discomfort.

His stomach twitched so badly, the wine he had just poured went back into his stomach, all the way to his throat, he ran into the room hurriedly, holding the toilet, and vomiting.

"Hey, hey, I didn't care about you."

Xiao Kai followed up and said, "Did you drink too much just now?"

Cheng Hao let out a cry, tears came out.

He stretched out his hand and snapped the toilet door shut, blocking everything around him, as if the small corner of the toilet was a safe place.

After Cheng Hao vomited, the nausea disappeared.

But there was still a panic in his belly. If he went out of the bathroom door casually, he washed his face with clean water, and the man in the mirror drooped slightly, his complexion visibly pale.

Xiao Kai was still there and handed him a pack of mints:

"Anti-emetic, it works."

Cheng Hao accepted his love: "Thank you."

The voice is dumb.

"I always feel that you... are not quite right."

Love rivals are the ones who know the rivals best, especially those who have been thinking about your rivals for three years. Xiaokai walked around him, thinking that he didn't accompany Tang Mi on the red carpet, and speculated: "You two quarreled?"

Cheng Hao contained a mint, and stepped on his long legs:

"No."

He was vague, but walked fast.

Xiao Kai made two short legs, struggling to keep up:

"Hey, slow down, why are you walking so fast?"

Cheng Hao ignored people again.

Xiao Kai felt that there was a problem more and more: "Talk about it, why are you two quarreling? It makes me happy to say it."

Cheng Hao glanced at him quietly.

Xiao Kai was stunned by this look and stopped. Somehow, he had a sore nose just now, as if his entire internal organs had been evacuated.

This feeling is terrible, it seems that the next moment, I will fall into the river and die forever.

When he came back to his senses, Cheng Hao was gone.

Xiao Kai walked quickly, entered the hall, and found that Cheng Hao had been seated between the principal and the secretary, chatting and laughing with the person at the main table, as if the vomit just now was not affected at all.

He sat back in his place.

On TV, the red carpet for the Golden Bird Awards is over.

Every artist left a signature on the photo wall.

After several Best Popularity Awards, Most Popular Male Artist, and Most Popular Female Artist, the Best New Artist Award was announced.

Xiaokai cheered up, the goddess is about to draw!

"...Nominated for the Best Newcomer Award, "The Encirclement", Qu Xiaoxiao; "Flying Eagle", Li Fanfan; "The Story of Rongsheng", Bai Jin; "Li Fei Biography", Tang Mi! Congratulations! them!"

"Now, play the wonderful excerpts of the shortlisted dramas!"

The episode starts to play on the big screen.

Frame by frame passed by, and the principal also glanced at him. Although he was old, he would pay attention to gossip because of his relationship with such a proud alumni.

"Xiao Cheng, was it your girlfriend just now?"

Cheng Hao nodded: "Yes."

Names have already been reported on TV.

"Goldbird Award for Best Newcomer of the Year, "Li Fei Biography", Tang Mi!"

Cheng Hao's carelessness stopped in that "Tang Mi".

He did not look up, holding the goblet, and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

On the screen, Tang Mi carried her skirt and trot all the way to the stage. Her exquisite face, two eyes, and the squishy spring waves lit her up with joy, and people couldn’t help but follow her. Rejoice together.

"I got this award today, what do you want to say?"

Tang Mi shook the trophy in his hand, her eyes narrowed into a crescent, happily coming out of the crescent.

"Before I got the prize on stage, I actually prepared a lot of words in my stomach. After all...what if, what if I get the prize?"

There was a kindly smile in the audience.

Tang Mi continued: "But when I stand on stage, I don’t want to say anything. I just want to thank my parents, my friends, my agent, and the entire crew for the director and producer. Thank you. The actors who worked with me, thank all the staff, because of you, I am today."

"Thank you, I love you."

Tang Mi bowed deeply.

"Thanks everyone."

Li Ning clapped his hands in response to Papa Papa, and he looked around pretendingly, "Actually, all the audience at the scene today and in the live broadcast room have a problem with me."

"Mr. Cheng, who has never been absent from Miss Tang's big events, didn't come today. So, does Miss Tang have anything to say to her boyfriend?"

Cheng Hao poured himself a glass of wine quietly.

The principal reminded him to see, Cheng Hao raised his head along the way.

Tang Mi just stood in front of him, behind the expensive glass-colored background wall, faint blue cold light flowing under her feet, like gurgling water.

She smiled slightly:

"Unfortunately, I'm single now and don't have a boyfriend."

The audience was in an uproar.

Li Ning also didn't expect that he would get such an explosive news today, and his face twitched:

"Miss Tang meant that you broke up with Mr. Cheng now...?"

Tang Mi nodded, with a gentle and firm attitude:

"Yes."

In the hotel lobby, all the alumni of Beicheng University turned their heads together, their eyes fell on Cheng Hao, who was drinking, with surprise in his eyes, like thunder, hitting him.

Cheng Hao didn't even notice it, feeling lost.

The wine in the throat, all the way down, seemed to burn through his belly, awful, and a bit nauseous.

Cheng Hao stood up and nodded calmly:

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Xiao Kai looked at him blankly, and suddenly realized something: His mother's surname Cheng, was dumped in public again?

Stimulate.

He is not jealous of him anymore.

Very human, not enough to subdue Tang Mi, a wild and untamable horse.

After thinking about it, I feel that this metaphor is not quite right, but it doesn't matter if he is an engineering student.

Cheng Hao got up, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.

Recently, the class group that was not blocked because of the school celebration has become active again. His classmates rushed in the group to tell each other.

Old glasses: [Cheng Hao was dumped by Tang Mi again? 】

Old cold legs: [Some wax. 】

Flower cotton jacket: [Some wax. 】

Huahua World: [Some wax. 】

Some wax on the bottom row.

Only Jiang Xinwei made a [thumping] expression.

Daniel: [Sorry, brother. 】

Cheng Hao silently pressed off the screen, covering his chest, only feeling that there was completely empty.

The cracked wind, with a little moonlight, passed through the skylight and fell on a small corner of the toilet cubicle, covering him.

As you wish, Azheng.

he thinks.

A drop of tears hit the broken bricks quietly and silently, breaking into countless petals.

The man does not flick when he has tears.

Cheng Hao stood there blankly for a while, his thoughts were empty, and vaguely understood that this time, it was really over.

Not in the mouth, but in my heart.

The tower pushed the door out in a daze, and the bodyguards waited at the door, only to think that the man they were protecting was as white as a ghost at this time.

"Ms. Cheng, does it matter?"

"No, I want to go home and sleep."

Just sleep and it will be fine.