meet at thirty

In the end they still didn't go to barbecue.

The four people of origin open a studio together, and most of the work is concentrated on weekends and Friday nights, so they often forget that many people have jobs the next day. Tutu itself was actually not very hungry, and after getting water3's guarantee that "we must eat supper together next time", he didn't struggle with it, so the few people dispersed and went back to their respective homes.

Wen Sheng's house is very close, and it only takes 10 minutes to walk, but Pu Zhen said it was too cold, so he insisted on seeing him off, and he was happy to take a ride.

Pu Zhen's car was as low-key as everyone else's, and there were no extra decorations in it. Pu Zhen asked Wen Sheng, and after getting consent, he turned on the music.The pure music was dynamic and lively, and Wen Sheng felt familiar. After searching in his mind for a long time, he quickly remembered where he had heard this song.

"The episode of Naruto?" Wen Sheng became excited for a moment: "I watched it before. Although the ending is hard to describe, I still like this one the most among the three migrant workers' comics." It has dominated the rankings at station B for a long time.

Wen Sheng said: "My favorite is actually Tiantian. When I first appeared on the stage, I was so amazed, but I didn't expect it to be a trick all the time."

Pu Zhen was driving the car, so it was inconvenient to turn his head to see Wen Sheng's expression.But you don't need to look at it, just by listening to Wen Sheng's tone of voice, you can imagine the way the other party's eyebrows are flying.Pu Zhen hummed softly, not much, but not perfunctory: "She has a very good personality."

Wen Sheng was happier when a character he liked was praised than when he was affirmed, but when he thought of the ending, he sighed unconsciously.

"I thought she would be with Neji at first, but it's a pity."

There happened to be a red light at the intersection, Pu Zhen turned his head and looked at Wen Sheng: "I didn't expect you to stand on CP."

There was not much surprise in Pu Zhen's tone, but the behavior of "standing on cp" was put together with a 31-year-old steel straight man, which was indescribably weird.Wen Sheng smiled a little embarrassedly, and tried to explain: "At that time, I was young, and I didn't have any concept of CP. I just thought that their clothes matched well and their personalities matched well. When they grow up, they will naturally be together."

The red light jumped twice, just as the music was played to the end, and the ghostly screams of the prelude made Wen Sheng tremble.Although the prelude was hard to describe, he still recognized that it was a V family song that he skipped.

Pu Zhen steered the steering wheel steadily and changed lanes amidst a crowd of demons dancing wildly.Wen Sheng thought that the topic just now was over like this, but he didn't expect him to bring it up again: "It's indeed a pity, but at least in the end, they are still them."

The teenagers and girls in the hot-blooded comics should always be wanton, always burning, and always flowing with hot blood.Compared with the early death of Yingcai, it is truly unsatisfactory that the once high-spirited boy was finally bent over by reality.

Wen Sheng turned his head to look at Pu Zhen, the outside light fell on the broken hair on his sideburns, and cast shadows on his face, making him suddenly feel a little bit of loneliness.The singers were crying and howling wildly during the interlude, which seemed to dilute this subtle feeling a little bit, but it also allowed this emotion to spread throughout the car, without hiding.

"Yes." He breathed a long sigh of relief and said with emotion.

Pu Zhen sent Wen Sheng all the way to the downstairs of the unit, and changed gears.As soon as the music was turned off, the carriage fell silent.Wen Sheng took off his seat belt, and casually asked where his home was, but he didn't expect that he lived so far away from here.

"If I knew you lived so far away, it would have ended earlier, and you insisted on sending me back." Wen Sheng felt more and more guilty as he thought about it, and even felt a little restless at the moment.But Pu Zhen didn't care about it: "There is no traffic on the elevated road at this point, and it only takes a little more than three quarters of an hour. It's really not that exaggerated."

Pu Zhen himself thought it was nothing, but Wen Sheng seemed very worried that he would drive tired. He repeatedly emphasized that he was fine, and finally promised Wen Sheng that he would send a message to report his safety when he got home, and Wen Sheng felt relieved after seeing it.

"Next time, if the next day is a weekend, you can live with me. In the past two years, when Tutu didn't move, he was far away from the dance studio. When he was late, he would often spend the night at my house."

He paused, and added uncertainly: "As long as you don't dislike it."

Pu Zhen said that of course he would not dislike him.

After all, Pu Zhen didn't exaggerate to the point of getting out of the car to see someone off, the two said goodbye in the car, and as soon as Wen Sheng opened the door, he was blown hard by the biting cold wind.

Since the temperature dropped, the temperature difference between day and night has become more and more obvious. When he went out during the day, he didn't wear much clothes. If he really walked back just now, he would definitely have a headache from the wind.

But Puzhen still has to drive for nearly an hour, and the temperature will only be lower when he gets home.

The moment he entered the password to enter the door, he looked back in a strange way.Before Pu Zhen turned around in a hurry, some low beams shone over and provided him with some light.After watching for two seconds, he heard the sound of the engine starting, and this time he really left.

When Wen Sheng went upstairs, he thought that next time he would have to ask Pu Zhen if he had any favorite snacks and games, so that he could make some preparations in advance.

The "next time" in the adult population often doesn't really care about it, just like the fitness leaflets distributed on the street, and it may not be possible for one out of a hundred to come true.But when Pu Zhen agreed, Wen Sheng instinctively felt that he was not being polite.

Because of this, although he just said it casually at the beginning, now he can't help but think about the illusory questions of "when the time comes, play games or watch movies, order takeaway or burn yourself".

Wen Sheng opened the door with the key in his right hand, and the mobile phone in his left hand. He opened QQ with only his thumb, found a friend in his contacts, and typed with difficulty: "Teacher Chuan, I want to ask you something. I want to post a Weibo Introducing a friend, grand but not serious, how should the copy be written to attract more attention?"

It should be online over there, so I quickly asked him if he had a picture, and quickly threw two words over after getting the affirmation.After Wen Sheng tasted it, he felt that it was too wonderful, so he made a clasped fist expression in the past.

"Thank you Jianghu for the emergency, big sister."

The other side answered with a clasped fist in seconds: "You're welcome, just submit the manuscript as soon as possible, and I can't wait for the new work, big brother dei."

Wen Sheng switched to Weibo, quickly edited the Weibo and posted it, and then went to take a shower with peace of mind.When he got out of the shower, he looked at his phone. There were several groups including origin, as well as Lu Chuaner who had just advised him. The number of messages in each dialog box started at double digits.

Chuaner:! ! ! !

Lu Chuaner: The friend you want to introduce is sol? ? ! !You said it earlier!

Lu Chuaner: Are you recording dance together?I sasdexfrebcryvjf ecstatic flurry of dancing!

Lu Chuan'er: Brother Wen, brother, dear brother, you should say a word!elder brother!Look at the poor, weak and helpless sister!

Wen Sheng scrolled down and saw Lu Chuaner's mental journey from "Sol actually opened Weibo" to "Her favorite group and her new favorite dancer actually danced together", and finally begged Wen Sheng to look at her friend For the sake of a meeting, help her walk through the back door, and express her wish for mutual fo in a tactful way.He replied with a no problem expression, and came to a few more groups, the content was similar, and they were all feeling that sol had started a blog.Wen Sheng didn't reply at all, and finally opened Origin's small group.

After the three of Tutu returned home, they also saw the Weibo, but they were mainly discussing the previous events, guessing whether it was Wen Sheng's Weibo created by Pu Zhen.

"How can the Amway matter be called deception?" Wen Sheng asked back, and then briefly explained the situation at that time.

Tutu: "This is the end? Is it that simple?"

Wen Sheng: "Otherwise, how complicated do you think it is?" He typed this line and checked the time - Pu Zhen should not be home yet.

gggghost: "The point is not this."

gggghost: "You also read the blog I posted in the group before."

Wen Sheng: "Of course I did."

gggghost is talking about a 2-minute video.In the video, there is a boy wearing a mask to record a dance. Although the lighting angle is not professional, in the last few seconds of the video, the man took off the mask and walked behind the camera, clearly exposing his face to this scene. In the blogger's lens.

After this Weibo was frantically reposted by various marketing accounts, someone in the dance circle finally recognized the person in the video.When sol submitted the work flipping, someone with good intentions posted a portal on Weibo, so a bunch of melon-eating people who didn't even know what the house dance was flocked to station b from Weibo.

The quality of the finished film is naturally better than the candid shots.People outside the circle may not understand house dance, and they can't tell the strength and rhythm, but the appreciation of beauty does not distinguish between inside and outside the circle.

So Sol's popularity increased wildly.

As long as Pu Zhen has read the comment section, he should be able to know the whole story of the incident.Among the commenters who asked him to open Weibo, there were not a few, but Pu Zhen never responded, but still contributed high-quality and high-quality articles on station b.And every time he submits a brief introduction, there are only basic information such as his own music source, and he doesn't even have any personal thoughts.

gggghost originally thought that there was some personal reason why Pu Zhen was reluctant to open Weibo, but now it seems that it is not the same thing.

Wen Sheng: "Don't think too complicated, I think..."

gggghost sent an um, signaling him to continue.

Wen Sheng: "Maybe it's because I'm too charismatic."

Tutu: "..."

gggghost: "..."

gggghost: "I was wrong, I actually hoped to hear a normal sentence from you."

Tutu timely added an emoticon package of "the party left tears of regret".

Wen Sheng sent a laughing emoji, and replied: "Really, maybe they just think they can play with us."

Pu Zhen didn't talk much, but Wen Sheng always felt that he should be very happy when he got along with him.

Wen Sheng opened Pu Zhen's homepage while wiping his hair with one hand.After thinking about it, he clicked on elect—coincidentally, it happened to be the dance that Pu Zhen was recording when he was secretly photographed.

In all fairness, the difficulty of this Zhenfu is not particularly high, but it can especially reflect Wu Jian's skills.Including the original Zhenfu, Wen Sheng has seen dozens of versions of elect.The four of them have also turned over, and the degree of completion is equal, but the feeling is completely different.

The person on the screen gestures towards the camera, his face is covered by a hat and mask, and occasionally glances at the camera, his eyes are not sharp, but they seem to be condensed into a solid machete-the knife is deadly .

Wen Sheng originally wanted to see if he could see Pu Zhen's ballet skills from some details, but after looking at it, his attention was unconsciously distracted, and he turned his attention to Pu Zhen's eyes hidden under the hat Come.

Wen Sheng has been in the dance industry for more than ten years, and his career is also related to dance. After so many years of mixing, this is the first time that such an "unprofessional" situation has appeared.

After watching the dance, another message came out from the origin group, and water3, who had been silent before, popped up.Almost at the same time, Pu Zhen finally returned home and reposted his previous blog.

water3: "@win, please show some face, why don't you say that you took off your mask when you asked people to take pictures with your prosperous beauty."

Wen Sheng decisively crossed out the water3 message and opened Weibo.

Wen Sheng posted a blog on his personal account, and the accompanying picture is their group photo.This photo received Wen Sheng's highest treatment here - he added a filter to make Puzhen's skin tone cold and pale, and his pupils dark.

The copywriting was much simpler, with two lines in total. The first line circled Pu Zhen's new account number, and the second line contained the word "Official Xuan", followed by an emoji holding hands together.

Pu Zhen's homepage was empty, except for this repost.The content is as simple as his own speaking style, without any bells and whistles.

@soleil_dh: Very happy.