About the Reaper living next door

——Obviously he doesn't even know the taste of the other party, and he doesn't know what he wants.

I thought a lot, but my hands didn't stop.

After tying a beautiful bow, Ke Fu looked left and right to make sure it was hung, and then pressed the elevator to go downstairs with peace of mind.

He walked through the corridor of the lobby on the first floor, and from the mirror image reflected in the glass window, he saw that he did not have enough sleep, so his face was not very good-looking but inexplicably gentle and comfortable. The frustration of not being able to reach.

... Are you scratching my head?

At this time, Lin Jiangchen was about to go to sleep through the door, but he smelled a faint aroma of potato omelette: What the hell is so fragrant? !

08:35 am.

"Morning, Mr. Ke, I'm putting on eyeliner, so stay a hundred miles away from me."

When Ke Fu came in, Yao Xiyue just fixed her makeup on the small mirror standing on the table without even looking at it, and chatted with him vaguely: "How is it, do you have a clue about the script Director Chi wants?"

"Not yet." Ke Fu took off his coat and paused briefly: "No inspiration."

Yao Xiyue put on half of her lipstick and almost smeared her lips: "I didn't expect you to be able to say this sentence—"

Ke Fu remained silent.

He is very clear that such a move of his is very risky, and he may even miss two opportunities for nothing.It was clear that Chen Ruiyan himself had decided to ask him to write it, but Ke Fu still had a little expectation of cooperating with Chi Ziang in his heart, and he refused without thinking too much.

He knows very well that hobbies and work are two different things.

Chi Ziang is indeed a famous director. If we reach a cooperation with him, the road of creation in the future will definitely be much easier.But as a famous director, Chi Ziang is also known for his eccentric temper, not just any novice can handle it, and he is no exception.

Ke Fu knew that he could not get out of the mud without being stained, so he became a thing outside the pond.

When Chi Ziang was planning to shoot "Bo Tu", he was still an unknown in the circle of directors.The script planning and production were all done by myself. Chi Ziang was not well-known at the time. Although the actors who started filming had a lot of funds, many big names invited were afraid of smashing their own signs, and most of them did not dare to accept the new director Chi Ziang. play.

Except for one.

This is also the reason why Chi Ziang didn't like to cooperate with others later.

Ke Fu thought he was very open about writing scripts, but this time he stubbornly insisted on choosing to hang himself from a tree. He didn't know how he could compete with himself.

Yao Xiyue fixed her makeup, looked left and right in the mirror, put away the mirror in satisfaction, and gave Ke Fu a "I understand" look: "Chi Dao's realm is too profound, and even mere mortals can't comprehend it in a short time. "

Ke Fu lowered his head and concentrated on fiddling with the documents on the computer without any objection.

Yao Xiyue has always had a good impression of Ke Fu.

She and Ke Fu did not go to the same university, and had never heard of his glorious deeds. She thought Ke Fu was good only because he was young, but he did not have the impetuousness that young people often do. He was serious and organized. In order to stabilize her boyfriend, maybe she secretly agrees.

Mo Jiu, she and Ke Fu were the only ones who were going to come to the company to deliver the manuscript today, and the row of empty desks seemed deserted.

Mo Jiu felt bored, rolled his eyes, looked around, and quickly hooked his fingers towards the two of them, sharing the gossip together: "Take advantage of no one, let me tell you a gossip, it's very exciting, do you know why Director Chi didn't gossip this time?" Write the script yourself, but come to our company to choose a new screenwriter to make a TV series?"

Mo Jiuyi said, Ke Fu searched through his memory——

Sure enough, it was the first time that Director Chi had come to a film and television company to choose a script in public.

He was really curious, and it was rare for him to ask: "Why?"

Mo Jiu's instantly sleazy expression didn't match the exquisite makeup on her face: "Do you know our chairman?"

Yao Xiyue rushed to answer: "Li Li?" The one who just took over the company from Mr. Li?

"Director Chi came here for him." After Mo Jiu finished speaking, he glanced at Ke Fu for some reason: "As for why——"

Ke Fu silently supported the seat and took a step back, an ominous premonition rose up, and Bai Jiu's voice rang in his ears, Ke Fu only felt that his head was buzzing after being bombarded , for a long time:

"Because, for, capital, foundation, lord, righteousness, brother, younger brother, love, ah."

Ke Fu reacted for a long time: "...don't understand."

Yao Xiyue over there understood in seconds, and desperately hinted to him: "Director Chi and Chairman Li, both have successful careers and weird tempers, what a perfect match!"

Ke Fu wrinkled his nose: "Is there..."

"Love and kill each other, brotherhood, it's fine if you don't understand, I can't say more."

Ke Fu: "...Stop talking, I understand."

He silently saved the file and turned it off, returned to the standby desktop, turned and walked towards the tea room.

Yao Xiyue hurriedly asked: "Hey, don't go! Where are you going?"

Ke Fu: "Make a cup of coffee."

"Are you sleepy early in the morning?"

"No, calm down."

After Ke Fu went out, he could still hear the tittering of the two ladies in the office.

He seldom fishes in the company's tea room, and screenwriters have more free time. Even if he signs a contract with S Agency, he doesn't have to come to the company often. If he comes, he will do some media-type copywriting that is less difficult. The office hours are not long, and script creation They all stay after returning home, so it is extremely necessary to concentrate on efficiency while staying in the company, not to mention that he is still a half-baked student.

But right now, he is in urgent need of diverting his attention from something that is suddenly popularized by science.

He sent a message to Yang Fan while walking:

[Oh, and then]: Are you at school yet?

About 10 minutes later, the phone buzzed a few times.

[Towel Fan]: Teacher Ke...has some unfortunate news.

[Towel Fan]: I zhidjvisb

Ke Fu was puzzled.

【Oh, then what】:?

When the question mark was sent out, it disappeared. In the past, he talked as much as Yang Fan, but he never sent any more messages.

What's going on here?

With question marks all over his head, he pushed open the heavy door of the tea room, raised his eyes and met the person's gaze.

What do you mean you can't mention people during the day, and you can't mention ghosts at night. The big man who has just been gossiped by them just hits the eye.

Chi Ziang stood next to the coffee machine and yawned, the cigarette between his fingers was half smoked, his face was gloomy, and his profile looked listless.This state is similar to that of Lin Jiangchen who came back from overtime, except that Chi Ziang is a little more irritable now.

Chi Ziang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect an employee to come in at this point. He glanced at the door lazily, but after seeing the person coming, he quickly corrected his attitude and curled his mouth towards Ke Fu.

Ke Fu felt a bit of embarrassment rushing over his face.

He approached: "Morning Director Chi."

"Morning, Xiao Ke." Chi Ziang flicked the cigarette ash: "The smoking room is too far away. If you don't mind, I'm almost done with this one. I'll leave when I'm done."

Ke Fu didn't care: "Please go ahead."

Ke Fu walked around Chi Ziang to get a cup of coffee, and sat down in the back seat of the room.

"How do you think about the script?" It was actually Chi Ziang who spoke first.

This is the second time Ke Fu was asked this question today, and his answer was a little more tactful than the first time, but it was also true: "I'm still writing, I haven't thought about it yet."

Chi Ziang was puffing on the opposite side of him, Ke Fu held back, but couldn't help it: "Why are you here?"

"Oh, I have something to do with your chairman."

Sure enough, he came to look for Li Dong!Brotherhood of capitalism!The villain in Ke Fu's heart was roaring.

Chi Ziang didn't say anything else, walked to the trash can, squeezed the cigarette and puffed hard before he extinguished it and threw it in.There was a distance between the two, and Chi Ziang didn't bother to walk over, and waved symbolically at the door: "Let's go."

Ke Fugang heaved a sigh of relief, but found that Chi Ziang turned back after not taking two steps, and said righteously: "Oh, by the way, I have to clarify something. Although he is not self-motivated and just dawdles every day, he definitely He is a serious young man of the new century, we have a pure brotherhood, so don't think too much about it."

The door is closed.

With the sound of footsteps in the corridor fading away, Ke Fu thought about it. Chi Ziang didn't say his name, but the only one who could connect him with Chi Ziang, a good-natured young man with no self-motivated and lazy life was—— —

A bright yellow head popped out.

Ke Fu put down the paper cup and looked at the sky helplessly.

...Why is it brotherhood again?

tbc.

09 Why is he here?

14:14 noon.

It was already noon when Lin Jiangchen struggled to climb home, the afternoon when the heat gathered.

The moment he returned home, he almost lost all strength and couldn't support himself. His body was crooked and paralyzed at the entrance, gasping for breath, his cheeks were extremely hot, but they were extremely pale.

"what……"

The breakfast that Ke Fu quietly delivered to the door, Lin Jiangchen thought it was the kindness of Mr. 7012 again, and today's breakfast was completely different from the flirtatious cheap goods sold in the surrounding shops, it was delicious as hell.

Lin Jiangchen pondered over and over again, and quickly came to a conclusion: such a good craftsmanship, as well as this unpretentious packaging, must have been made by the old man himself.

While eating, he suppressed the sour taste on the tip of his nose. My dad has never been so kind to me, isn't it so fucking touching? !

In order to live up to the old man's intentions, Lin Jiangchen was ruthless, put away his chopsticks after hastily eating, and went out to give the old man a free errand.

Due to his special physique and work reasons, once his spiritual power backfires, the side effects will be very strong. It is difficult for him to go out during the day, let alone crowding the subway, queuing up to wait for the snacks to come out, and then returning to the apartment to return a snack to the old man. operate.

Despite taking sufficient protective measures, it was still very difficult for him to withstand the hot weather in early October.

Lin Jiangchen pressed his back against the floor, clutched his chest and panted slowly, rolled around on the spot, raised his hand to cover his eyes and talked to himself, tasted the faint smell in his mouth while speaking.