Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

"Come on, take this Hangjiao egg out..."

Lin Peixia neatly put the dishes on the plate, the spicy Hangzhou pepper mixed with the tangy egg fragrance, and the simple home-cooked dishes smelled extremely appetizing.

Song Jianzhi loved to eat this before, and now she can eat it again, so she is more than satisfied.

"Hey, good."

She brought it to the table and secretly took pictures of the dishes on the table with her mobile phone.

Even if you can't eat it in the future, you can still remember what it looks like.

When she put away her phone, she inevitably thought of Mingxu.

Song Jianzhi's mobile phone is on the pillow these days, and she wakes up several times at night, and presses the screen of her mobile phone to see if there is any news of Mingxu.

Last night, Ming Xu asked her if she was going to the banquet...

Song Jianzhi, who was in a drowsy sleep, woke up a lot.

She sat up from the bed, thought about it with a bitter face, and said carefully:

"I didn't go to the finale. qaq I've been too busy with work recently, but I asked my assistant to prepare gifts for everyone in the crew, as well as surprises for you.

"Wait for the reality show to meet every day!"

Song Jianzhi frantically emphasized that she would meet every day after returning to a beautiful life, and had a strong desire to survive.

But when Mingxu saw the news in the morning, he only felt that Song Jianzhi had grown up and learned to use work as an excuse.

Surprise?

The surprise is that she won't come to the banquet?

Ming Xu almost laughed.

She held back the emotion, but she could no longer suppress the unease that spread in her heart.

Song Jianzhi, what happened?

What happened to them?

She can't figure it out.

While eating, the doorbell rang.

No one had ever come to the door before, Song Jianzhi realized something almost immediately, she squeezed her chopsticks tightly and looked towards the door.

"I'll open the door." Lin Peixia put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Song Jianzhi was closer to the door, but just as she was about to speak, she remembered that she was just a guest.

She put down her chopsticks silently and stood up.

"Why are you back today, don't you say there are still a few days - have you eaten yet?"

"No, it's over a few days early, they say to celebrate, I just want to go home quickly..."

Accompanied by the sound of the suitcase being moved into the room, a steady male voice laughed, "You did a good job this time, the boss wants to raise the bonus, your brother's debt should be able to—"

"I just came back, why are you talking about this." Lin Peixia interrupted her husband, and she gave him a wink.

"You go to wash your hands first, the neighbors came to our house for dinner, just got to know each other."

"Oh, oh, yes, I'm hungry too." With outsiders around, Father Song said haha, "Then I have to say hello first."

Speaking, Father Song went around to the restaurant.

Song Jianzhi stood there nervously, listening carefully to her parents' conversation, the footsteps approached, and her father appeared in front of him.

It is this broad back that holds up the mountain for the first half of my life.

Song Jianzhi rubbed the corner of her clothes and said, "No, no, it's me who troubles me... I trouble auntie, hello uncle."

"Why are you standing there, Lao Song, wash your hands, I'll serve you a meal."

"Fortunately, the two of us were going to eat more egg fried rice in the evening, otherwise there would be no way for you."

"Then I came back just in time, haha." Father Song smiled brightly.

Father Song took a bite to eat first, took the meal and said, "I'll surprise you, aren't you happy?"

"Fuck you." Lin Peixia said so, but her eyes were full of smiles.

The husband and wife haven't seen each other for a long time, and a few casual words are intimacy that others can't get into.

Song Jianzhi didn't even want to interject. She watched this familiar and unfamiliar scene beside her. The sourness that she could not recognize with her parents was gradually replaced by another emotion.

That's great. Since I can't stay, why tell my true identity and let them have fun.

—Speaking like this, Song Jianzhi tried his best to comfort himself, but the intertwined feelings of Baiwei could not be sorted out in a while, but he knew that it would be useless to think too much. The best way is to throw it away Open these, cherish these few days to get along.

She took a deep breath and put the sweets called joy, sadness, melancholy, relief, etc. into glass bottles and sealed them temporarily.

"Little girl, eat more quickly."

"Oh, as soon as Lao Song comes back, there's not enough food to eat - I'll fry it again."

Song Jianzhi smiled, eyes full of stars: "No need, auntie, I'm full."

Afraid that her mother would not believe it, Song Jianzhi added, "It's so delicious, I was supposed to lose weight, but now I'm full."

Father Song said: "The little girl is healthy and healthy, how can I lose weight."

Lin Peixia glared at him and said, "It's normal for girls to love beauty." Then she turned to Song Jianzhi and said, "You can't lose weight without eating, I will come here to eat in the future and make coarse grains for you. , I'm not afraid of getting fat."

Song Jianzhi smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay."

…

After finishing the meal, Song Jianzhi helped to wash the dishes. There was no reason to stay, so she returned to her room.

It's too quiet compared to the jokes and jokes when we ate together before.

She wants to talk to Mingxu.

Although it takes a long time to send the message, and although I can't receive her reply immediately, at this time, I miss her very much.

Song Jianzhi rested her chin on her knees, tilted her head for a while, and said to Mingxu:

"I miss you so much."

He took a bite to eat, the dishes cooked by his wife, and the ordinary and warm life after eating, made him feel at home now.

There were only two people at this time. Father Song first told Lin Peixia about the approximate income this time and the repayment of relatives' money. When it came to this, the topic seemed to come to an end. The two watched TV. , eating the fruit after the meal, the silence spreads in silence.

Lin Peixia finally broke the silence: "During the Chinese New Year Festival two days ago, I didn't sleep all night."

She rested her elbows on the armrest of the sofa, holding her forehead, her voice was soft, as if it would disperse when the wind blew, she said:

"The boy didn't come back to see me either."

Father Song sighed and said, "It's only the Ghost Festival, how can it really come back, otherwise it will become a ghost story."

"Even if it's a ghost, it's my child." Lin Peixia murmured, then shook her head and laughed at herself, laughing was uglier than crying, "What have I been thinking about all day..."

whimper.

Father Song silently leaned over and took her into his arms. Lin Peixia's hot tears fell on his shoulders, making him unable to hold his wife tighter in his arms:

"It's not sad anymore, it's not sad anymore, ah." Father Song's voice trembled, he blinked his eyes twice, many words have been said many times, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person's pain, It had already turned into a scar over time, a thin layer of scab covering the **** wound underneath.

Tear from time to time, revealing dark red bloodshots.

Father Song is not sad, but there is always someone in the family who grit his teeth and look forward, he sighed: "Zhizhi hope we are well."

In the end, he could only use pale words to comfort his wife with what his daughter once said.

"She has suffered so much in this world, and she will live happily in her next life."

Father Song patted his wife on the back and looked out of the window from a distance, where there were no clouds and the sky was pale.

He said slowly: "When we pay off the debt, we will do charity, give her blessings, and ensure her next life is smooth..."

The banquet started, Song Jianzhi did not come.

It was her assistant who brought gifts to the entire crew, regardless of the position, and the expenses for the banquet were also included in Song Jianzhi's account, and for a while Except for Mingxu, everyone was smiling.

Assistant knows that everything his boss does is for Mingxu's face, including the gifts these days are also arranged by her.

In her opinion, the relationship between Song Jianzhi and Mingxu is not what was said on the Internet at all, but she believed it before, but now it seems that Director Song can't get it.

Look, the director took care of the whole crew in order to make others smile, and the main character didn't even show a smile.

While worrying about whether the director would blame him for not doing things well, the assistant could not help but have a respect for Mingxu: the good ones are the women the director can't get.

Only such a woman can capture the heart of the third Miss Song family.

The assistant went crazy in his heart, and on the surface he sent a bouquet of flowers to Mingxu and smiled:

"Congratulations to Mr. Ming for finishing the project, our director can't go away, so I specially let me congratulate you."

Of course, more expensive gifts are not suitable for giving here, they have been delivered to Mingxu's room in advance.

When she stretched out her hand without hitting the smiling person, Mingxu's expression was light, and she reached out to take it. She glanced at the bouquet of all-purpose roses, and said coldly, "Your director asked to send it?"

The assistant confirmed: "Of course, everything tonight is explained by the director, in order to celebrate your completion."

"The gift is also chosen by the director, with special care."

The assistant was conscientious and conscientious, hinting crazily, he was about to shout out the sentence "You and the director are not related, it is all the director who spends money" in a sonorous tone.

In order to show the director's heart, the "Purchase by yourself" buff was also cleverly added.

Ming Xu smiled.

The smiling Mingxu was particularly beautiful, but the assistant always felt...a little cold.

Maybe this is the cold beauty?

"The gift from before?" Mingxu casually fiddled with the flowers, crushing a gypsophila, and now the gypsophila really turned into broken stars at her fingertips.

"Same sample?"

The assistant seemed to think something was wrong, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to have said anything wrong. She took it a little and said, "Well, the director cares about you the most."

Ming Xu raised his head, his eyes were cold, and said, "Isn't she very busy? There is still time to do this."

The assistant reflexively said: "Actually, the director is not very busy..." She went to get off work on time and got off work on time. She recalled that the recent director's actions were very regular, and it was more regular than the occasional entertainment, just like on time. to and from school.

Speaking of this, she was finally sobered up by the cold beauty in front of her, and suddenly stopped.

—oh wait, did the Director overturn?

Looking at the cold face of the cold beauty in front of her, the assistant's inner guess grew like a vine—

Isn't the director a bronze who spends money on love?

Is he actually a hard-to-eat king?

Or a high-end scumbag who only spends money and cares nothing? ?

—Fuck!

The assistant was stunned, the smile was frozen on her face, and she finally took it back. Now she just wants to open Zhihu and send:

"When my boss was chasing Miss and Sister, the car overturned at my place. What should I do? Can I still keep my job?"

The banquet was lively and lively. After the toast, everyone relaxed a lot. Mingxu was eating, and there was a vibration in his handbag.

She glanced coldly, but didn't take it.

Three or five minutes later, after drinking Peng Zhoujing's wine, she glanced at the handbag before sitting down, but she still opened her eyes.

It is indeed Song Jianzhi's reply.

Ming Xu has discovered that this woman even disappears regularly, and once she disappears, it is a day.

"I miss you so much."

Mingxu's eyes moved, but he calmed down immediately.

Is this the assistant who made a mistake and informed the boss, Song Jianzhi urgent public relations?

Mingxu thought for a while and moved his fingers.

"I miss you too. There is an announcement in my city tomorrow, can we meet?"

When people are mourned, they are mourned for a while, and the news slowly crawled back to the world in the book, and then transmitted to Song Jianzhi. By this time, her emotions had long since passed.

When she got up in the middle of the night to read the news, all that was left was excitement and tension.

Song Jianzhi:…

I'm too hard, too hard.

"You have a tight schedule, so don't press yourself. And I've been with my sister recently, she doesn't like seeing me distracted qaq"

"We'll meet in three days, so be nice."

Ming Xu got up and saw Song Jianzhi's reply, and was not surprised at all.

She wiped the second sentence with her fingers and stopped at Shun Mao.

I really want to grab Song Jianzhi by the back of the neck, turn her over, put her feet up, and see what is hidden under the cat's belly.

The author has something to say:Speak about something that surprised the author today.

Recently, it involves two worlds crossing and the time difference of information transmission. The time of the article is very certain, including the specific date of the information when you read the last chapter.

The author remembers that the Chinese New Year Festival is coming recently. The time in the article is actually similar to the real world. It is August. .

Then the author was horrified to discover that the Zhongyuan Festival was on the 15th of this month, the day when Song Jianzhi landed in the original world after two days.

Thank you little angels ua, smooth hair one by one