Conscientiously making soy sauce

Putting down the phone, Zhuang Yuan sat down on the chair in a daze, his mind was in a trance, and he didn't know which galaxy his thoughts had diverged to, wandering around and not going home for the time being.He looked at his hands for a while, and then at the empty room.

A little... quiet, the young man frowned, how could he suddenly not be able to enjoy the loneliness of such a person?This is very bad.It seems that he should take a trip as soon as possible. Where should he go in such a severe winter?How about going to Australia to tease koalas?But that place is a bit far away, or go to Hainan to lie dead for a few days.You don't have to do anything, just read a book, watch the sea, watch flowers and be lazy on the luxurious balcony.

Shōhara turned on the stereo, and the sudden burst of strong rhythmic music seemed to be a cheerful tap dance on his fragile nerves. He twitched the corners of his mouth and quickly changed it. Finally, it was the soothing music of Joe Hisaishi.

His head was a bit heavy, his body was slightly uncomfortable, his throat was sore and sore and he couldn't suppress it even after drinking water, Zhuang Yuan sighed, maybe he would have to lie at home for another two days.In this world, his physique is a bit weak, and it is easy to feel uncomfortable when he is slightly cold and tired.But fortunately, there is only a fever at most, a good sleep, sweating all over the next day is equivalent to expelling toxins, and people can restore their spirits.As long as I pay more attention, it’s still not so easy to fall down. This time, it may be because I ran out first in the winter, and then stepped on the pond when I went to see Uncle Xu. My feet were cold and I didn’t remember to go into the bathtub first after returning home. The bubbles go to the cold air, and that's it in the end.

Well, a word, made.

At that time, if I threw myself into the bathtub and soaked for half an hour, I would not be as good as I am now.

Looks like it's better not to stay up all night.What if he didn't complete the task of this world just because he killed himself and made himself a human being again (literally), at that time he would be even more afraid to face the system?What if the system cries and says he is irresponsible?

What if the system hangs him in front of him... Oh, no, what if the system crashes because he can't think about it?

But, still a little weak.

Rubbing his temples, Zhuang Yuan walked to the kitchen and looked at the ingredients inside. He really didn't have any appetite, but he couldn't do without it.He casually put pure oatmeal in milk, threw it directly into the microwave oven to heat for 30 seconds, then boiled a hard-boiled egg, and added a few drops of banquet soy sauce to fool his stomach.But with such a small bowl of porridge, Zhuang Yuan felt his stomach was full enough.

After eating this meal, which is neither breakfast nor lunch, Zhuang Yuan lay down directly on the sofa, his temples throbbed and hurt, and his whole body seemed to lose his strength.He struggled to turn on the TV, so as not to be too lonely and uncomfortable.Looking at the various colors on the TV screen, the sound in my ears became more and more blurred, and it became more and more smashed one by one.

He took the book casually, unable to read the contents at all, Zhuang Yuan gradually closed his eyes, fell on the sofa, his face flushed.And the ancient Chinese Guanzhi directly slapped him on the face with a "baji~".

And the screen of the mobile phone that fell on the carpet turned on again and again, bouncing and bouncing, bouncing and bouncing happily.

In the coffee shop, Yu Guoping was nervously listening to his mobile phone, but he didn't hear the familiar warm and moist sound, instead he heard the monotonous beeping sound all the time.And on the sofa opposite him, sat a tall and handsome man in his thirties. The man drank coffee without a sip. Maybe he felt that it was too sour. He put down the slightly tacky rose bone china coffee cup and looked at the opposite side. Yu Guoping raised his eyebrows slightly.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the script and flipped through it again. As he watched, the corners of his mouth curved slightly in joy and sincerity.His hand gently caressed the screenwriter's name... Zhuang Yuan.

Zhuo Yuan.

The name that has never been changed is the name engraved in his heart long ago.

"Why didn't you answer it?" Yu Guoping watched the call automatically shut down, frowned, with a worried expression on his face, "He won't not answer the phone."

"Why, that screenwriter isn't free right now?" The man didn't put down the script, but touched his chin with one hand, with a serious tone, "I've always been picky about scripts, but this time the budget you gave is really not much. For I am basically satisfied with the script, but there are still some details that I want to communicate directly with the screenwriter. I want to know his thoughts and see if there are some places that can be polished. I know that screenwriters cherish their own scripts. I don't want to modify them casually with their hard work."

The man coughed, "I also hope to have more in-depth communication and communication with the screenwriter, and even a long-term cooperation."

"I have seen your project. It should be a serial series. If it is well filmed, you may be able to broadcast it for a year or two. In this case, the communication between me and the screenwriter is very important. Of course, I think this script is very important. It's my appetite, but running-in is essential." It was a face that was completely business-like.

"I know, Director Peng." Yu Guoping wiped off his sweat, "It must be something wrong if he doesn't answer the phone now, and I know he will always stay up late. Although it is a day off, it is not enough. Or I will send him later Wechat text message, make an appointment with him, don't disturb him for now. Zhuang Yuan's health has not been very good, and he doesn't like to go to the hospital. This time, I was shameless and took advantage of my friendship with him, otherwise hey."

Director Peng's face turned cold, and he picked up the coffee cup to hide his anxiety, "Then please contact Mr. Yu first. I also want to turn on the phone quickly."

Yu Guoping was in a cold sweat again. The main character opposite him was a bit weird, and his wealth and background were unknown. Filming was just for fun, but every time he played it, the box office was a big hit, and his reputation was quite good. When he met a book he liked, he didn’t charge any money. Shoot, if he doesn't like it, no matter how much money you give, you won't do it.But this time he just mentioned this project, and said that he wanted to talk to a friend and asked him to take over the book, so Director Peng asked the assistant below to take the initiative to contact him, saying that he wanted this project.

Now... how dare he offend Director Peng, but his friend needs rest even more.If possible, Yu Guoping really didn't want to harass his friends right now.

If he hadn't really been helpless, how could he have the cheek to bother Zhuang Yuan, he knew that Zhuang Yuan had a soft heart and a good temper, as long as he asked, he would definitely help.But usually, Yu Guoping wouldn't bother him. How should I put it, maybe Yu Guoping really regarded Zhuang Yuan as a younger brother in his heart.This time, I really searched all the other screenwriters, and they were kicked out directly. I had nowhere to go, so I finally asked Zhuang Yuan.

But now, Yu Guoping took a sip of coffee and choked in embarrassment, "Ahem, err, let me send a WeChat message. If he is resting, I won't bother him. Director Peng, you can read the book first, Is there anything else I need to contact here?"

"Well, that's fine. Tell me more about it." Fingers tapped on his knees, or let him rest more?Anyway, knowing his whereabouts, I should rest assured.

After sending a WeChat message, but there was no reply, Yu Guoping could see that he was sitting on a pile of sharp and gleaming nails, fidgeting and scratching his head.He picked up the phone and looked it over and over again, and suddenly apologized again, "That director Peng, I'll make another call...why don't you call back at this time?"

The cold snap has hit these days, and Zhuang Yuan also said that he was going to the orphanage that time, maybe he caught a cold?Recalling that his voice was a little weak and hoarse before, Yu Guoping became more and more worried.

No, he couldn't stay any longer.

"I'm sorry, Director Peng. I think I may have something to do today, and I will contact you tomorrow for other matters?" Yu Guoping said with an apologetic face, "I really have something to leave now."

"The screenwriter didn't contact you?" The man took another sip of his coffee.

Yu Guoping nodded, "He has always been in poor health, and he hasn't answered the phone or text at this time. I'm a little worried. I want to check on his condition, otherwise I'm always worried. Is it because he accepted this project that he won't give up?" He will stay up late. He has no relatives around him, and it would be terrible if he was really sick."

At this time, even if he offended Director Peng, there was nothing he could do. After all, his friend's body was more important.Yu Guoping has already started packing the things on the table and preparing to pay the bill.

"Why don't I take you there." Director Peng called to the clerk to check out directly. "I also want to get to know him. It's not my style to start the machine directly."

"Then...thank you, Director Peng." Yu Guoping put on his coat in a hurry, his car was a little hard to get up in this day, if Director Peng could help him, he would accept it cheekily.

The man didn't answer, but put the script in his bag in an orderly manner, and put it away carefully.

Zhuang Yuan.

He...had found him, found him at last.

But he still didn't dare to rush to face him alone, facing him who had all the memories.

Ding dong ding dong ding dong...

The doorbell and the rattling of hailstones kept ringing, waking up the half-sleeping Zhuang Yuan.He sat up in a daze, covered his forehead weakly, and just sat there blankly.There is no way, the body is protesting, the body is clamoring to rest.

Anyway, Zhuang Yuan's mind slowed down for a few beats and he thought slowly, if he went to the wrong place or it was a salesman, he should leave later.But the doorbell continued, Zhuang Yuan reluctantly walked to the door step by step, and looked outside through the cat's eyes lazily.

Uh, is it Yu Guoping?Another strange man?

Zhuang Yuan didn't understand why Yu Guoping came to the door suddenly at this time, he continued to open the door in slow motion, with a weak voice, "You...why are you here?"

"Are you sick?" Yu Guoping saw the young man's flushed face and his listless appearance, and immediately became anxious, "Go, go to the hospital, I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'm fine." When Zhuang Yuan heard the word "hospital", his head became dizzy. The memory of being in the hospital has long been deeply engraved in his soul. He doesn't want to go to that white place full of medicine, he doesn't want to lie on the bed and wait. die.Anyway, I won't go to the hospital, I will die stubbornly.

"I don't have a fever, but I'm just a little tired. You're making too much fuss." Zhuang Yuan said with a serious and innocent face, "I have fewer things than you. If you're worried about me, you might as well be more nervous about the project you're working on."

In order not to be dragged to the hospital, Zhuang Yuan stood up carefully and tried his best, acting as if he was completely fine but just stayed up late and didn't sleep well.Yu Guoping had to be fooled. It would be worse than death to go to smell the disinfectant on such a bone-chilling day.

"Are you really okay?" Hearing the low voice of the strange man, Zhuang Yuan was taken aback.

"That... who is this?" He looked at Yu Guoping suspiciously.

"I'm Peng Hanwen, the director this time." Peng Hanwen walked up to Zhuang Yuan and moved his hand, as if he wanted to touch his forehead but held back, "It's really presumptuous to come here this day. I'm the director this time. Yu Guoping is talking about the book."

"Uh, please come in quickly. It's a bit cold outside." He greeted the two of them and entered the living room. Zhuang Yuan finally saw his poor abandoned mobile phone, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and opened it to see so many calls and text messages on it I also know why Yu Guoping rushes over here.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's cold outside, and the director wanted to discuss the book with you. I wanted to call you out, but I thought you were not in good health. Then you didn't reply to my messages or answer the phone, I was also anxious , I just wanted to come over and have a look. But you know my car, Director Peng is very nice, so he drove me here.” Looking at Zhuang Yuan’s pretended lack of sleep, Yu Guoping felt guilty for running over to disturb others like this Sleep, yes, just sleep.

Didn't you see that there were still two bunches of dull hair on the young man's head that hadn't been smoothed out? He said brightly that he had just gotten up from the bed and didn't have time to tidy it up.

Although it was a bit reckless for Yu Guoping to bring people here directly, Zhuang Yuan also knew that he cared about himself.

"Forget it, come in, my house is a bit messy, please don't mind." Zhuang Yuan walked to the kitchen, "I... still sleep in the afternoon, maybe I have been sleepy these two days. Plus I forgot my mobile phone in the living room, so there is no I found you calling. Actually, I'm really fine. If I was sick, I would have gone to see a doctor by myself. I'm not a two- or three-year-old child, so I'm afraid of going to some hospital."

Well, he was just afraid of going to the hospital, he was just afraid of smelling the smell of disinfectant!But I can't say it.

"What do you want to drink? Can I make milk tea or black tea here?" Rubbing his temples, he immediately went to the kitchen to get some warm water from the water purifier to moisten his throat, so that Yu Guoping wouldn't worry about dragging him to see a doctor.

"Don't be too busy." Yu Guoping secretly glanced at Director Peng who was sitting on the sofa like a god. "We just came to check on your situation. If you are okay, we will leave first."

"Sit down and drink some water first, it's so cold outside, it's too hasty for you to leave as soon as you come here." Zhuang Yuan smiled and brought out two cups of black tea, his face turned a little strangely red.

The man frowned worriedly.

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