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——Why didn't you push Qu Xiaoxiao away at that time?

I am like a hermit crab stranded on the beach, carefully stretching out its tentacles, touching everything about the catkins, and then impatiently retracting into its shell.

To herself at that time, she was like an email quietly dropped in the mailbox. She could already see the words of greeting at the beginning, so she expected the content behind, and she was always in no hurry to open it.

Because of this, she enjoyed everything with peace of mind. Who knew that an accident happened in the middle, and she tore up the letter without leaving her name.

Memories about her are all warm, brilliant, and extremely dazzling, while others are just a wisp of wind, and there is no trace when it blows.

Why didn't you push Qu Xiaoxiao away at that time? Was it too sudden, or was it too flustered when she saw her silently?

Forgot all.

Perhaps because of this, I had the courage to approach her later.

"Writer An." Zhou Yue held a cup of hot water, handed it over, and called out again: "Writer An?"

I came back to my senses, took it over, and said politely, "Thank you."

"A few days ago, I heard that the screenwriter was not feeling well and was hospitalized."

Zhou Yue put on his coat, took a sip of hot water, and said in a warm voice, "Is it much better now?"

"Thank you for your concern." I tried to keep the distance between the two of them as far as possible: "It's all right now."

"That's good." Zhou Yue stared at the cup in a daze, and said for a while, "I heard that Senior Sister Chu Ning also went to visit her, right?"

"Who did you hear?"

"Oh, this." Zhou Yue flicked his hair, and skillfully changed the topic: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Chu Ning to have a little friendship with the screenwriter, so I was a little surprised."

My eyes were full of tit-for-tat embarrassment: "Even if I have friendship with Chuning, it's not your turn to ask?"

Chuning?Zhou Yue thought about the names of these two words in his heart, and smiled.

"That's not what I meant." Zhou Yue lowered his stance a bit: "It can be said that the previous screenwriter and Senior Sister Chu Ning had no intersection at all, and they became so close all of a sudden, which makes people curious."

The field manager over there was calling Zhou Yue's name, and the assistant took over the coat on his body, put it in his hand, and asked puzzledly as he walked: "Sister, although Writer An's script is good, but his personality is a bit unreasonable. You don't have to get close to her, so why embarrass yourself?"

Zhou Yue's tone was light: "You are the one who talks too much."

The little assistant quickly fell silent.

Zhou Yue is different from Yang Manzhou. Yang Manzhou is stupid, but he has no scheming, while Zhou Yue is smart, good at using his own advantages and knowing how to advance and retreat. This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with.

A woman who dares to peep at me--it doesn't matter.

"Screenwriter, do you have any comments?" Director Zhou Qing asked me during the break.

"Why ask that?"

"Oh." Zhou Qing took off his hat and tidied himself up: "I think you just had a lot of expressions on Zhou Yue's part."

"No." I smiled, and said politely: "I just sighed, I didn't expect Zhou Yue to have impressive acting skills at such a young age."

"That's right." Zhou Qing was also quite appreciative: "Of the same group of newcomers who debuted, Zhou Yue is the most outstanding. It's still a screenwriter who has a vision and knows how to pick people."

"……"I regret.

"By the way, this week's ratings broke 7."

Zhou Qing was very happy. Now that the market is sluggish, the ratings of this drama have been rising all the way. It can be said that in addition to the excellent actors, there are novel scripts and set roles.Therefore, the success of this play is due to the screenwriter.

"There is a celebration banquet tonight." Zhou Qing put on his hat and said, "Screenwriter, are you going?"

I thought about going home and tossing with Liu Xu casually, so I declined politely: "No."

"That's a pity, Zhou Yue treats you."

I have never been interested in these celebration banquets, and just about to postpone it again, the phone in my pocket rang, it was a text message from Zhang Chuning.

—— Zhou Yue kindly invited me to the celebration banquet of your crew, what's going on?

Zhang Chuning didn't play any roles in the play at all, so why Zhou Yue invited Zhang Chuning to the celebration banquet, there is only one truth!

I replied the text message and sneered in my heart: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do at night, so let's go and have fun."

Liu Xu saw the text message, thought for a while, and deleted the debt reminder text message, tidied it up carefully, and drove to the destination.

Leaving the heater in the car, the whole person shivered.Liu Xu turned around and took the coat. As soon as she put it on, she saw Zhou Yue approaching, and smiled coquettishly: "I was afraid that the senior sister would not find her way, so she came out and waited."

Zhou Yue bit the word "specially" very hard.

"Where. It's just a dinner party for your crew. I'm afraid it won't look good if I join in suddenly."

Zhou Yue avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "I'm the guest." She smiled, and naturally took Zhang Chuning's arm, and said: "Besides, if the senior sister didn't give up the script, I'm afraid I can't play Yang Xue."

Liu Xu smiled, glanced at her tightly clasped hands, and thought: It's not that I let it out, but that old fox Yang Qiming didn't show me the script at all.

Liu Xu moved Zhou Yue's hand away calmly: "You said something wrong. Whether the script is allowed or not, it's not my turn to speak."

The direct slap in the face didn't embarrass Zhou Yue, instead she was at ease: "Anyway, I still want to thank Senior Sister for taking care of me."

Hehe... I don't seem to know you very well.

I stared blankly at the beef balls in front of me, and poured them down the hot pot with a burst of aroma.The young field manager told me not to move, and gave me two beef balls: "Screenwriter, eat and watch, it's time to play!"

The young scene manager probably remembered that the screenwriter's personality was not very good. She was slightly stiff, carrying the bowl without any trace, and turned sideways.

I sighed in my heart, and was about to get up and go out, when Zhou Yue opened the door and came in. First, I followed the staff of the crew and said a few hard words.

In a short period of time, it became a venue for her catwalk.I lost my chopsticks in disinterest, took off the coat I was wearing, and walked out.

The aisle was originally wide, but it became narrow because of the crowding of the crew.The two of them walked side by side, and I passed them across——Zhou Yue thought I was going to pass, so he turned slightly sideways.

I smiled slyly at her, and held Zhang Chuning's hand directly in front of her, stopping for a while on purpose.

Zhou Yue was as calm as ever, she watched the two sit down holding hands, and then followed closely behind and sat down.

Everyone in the crew has already started drinking, the wine bottles on the dining table are tilted here and there, only the hot pot is steaming.I nestled in the corner with Liu Xu, carefully playing with her fingers.

Liu Xu blinked at me, and wanted to pull out her hand, but I held it tightly and whispered, "What do you want to eat, I'll pinch it for you."

"it is good."

Liu Xu is very obedient, she doesn't care about the relationship between Zhang Chuning and Zhou Yue in the past, now Zhou Yue obviously has ulterior motives for her, she doesn't mind letting Zhou Yue give up completely.

The young field manager stuffed a handful of Flammulina velutipes into his mouth, glanced at it, and blurted out: "Director An...you?"

"What's the matter?" I chewed slowly, raised my head to meet her drunken eyes very calmly, but said to Zhou Yue: "What's the matter?"

The young field manager came over and whispered, "Are you in a relationship?"

The dining table suddenly became very quiet, and the smell of dishes overshadowed the smell of rouge and powder. Women always like to gossip, not to mention that in the entertainment area, they have long trained a pair of sharp eagle eyes-they have been paying attention to it since just now. It's unusual here, and considering Screenwriter An's deserted personality, it's hard to ask aloud.

When someone asked, everyone craned their necks and listened intently with bated breath—are you coming out of the closet?Isn't Zhang Chuning and Yang Manzhou?

The corners of my mouth turned up slightly, and I liked her question very much. I looked back at Liu Xu, and she nodded slightly—in fact, I was very worried that Zhang Chuning’s current image would have an impact on Liu Xu. I'm afraid she's having a hard time.

"Are you drunk?" I squinted and said coldly, "Go home early if you're drunk."

The young stage manager hurriedly silenced, lowered his head, rubbed his hands restlessly, and his acting skills were so fake that he exploded: "I seem to be...really drunk."

Liu Xu squeezed my hand, why get angry at an irrelevant person?

Zhou Yue on the opposite side suddenly put down his chopsticks and raised his wine glass: "Come on! I'll toast Sister Chuning!"

Liu Xu's right hand was tightly held by me, so naturally she couldn't stand up and go back to drink.I didn't get up without embarrassment, and directly stopped the wine handed over by Zhou Yue: "I'll drink it for her."

"Writer An, don't be brave." Zhou Yue raised his eyebrows, worried for me: "I heard you can't drink alcohol?"

"It's not impossible." I shot back and downed the 75-degree white wine in one gulp. The spicy spirit dripped into my throat like a fire: "I don't want to."

Zhou Yue poured a glass silently, her thoughtful and steady mind reminded Liu Xu of someone for no reason—Fang Zhishen.

A woman's war of nerves is a matter of face and dignity. Naturally, I don't want to lose to Zhou Yue, and accept her provocations and indifference one by one, causing me to drink more and more dizzy.

The more alcohol you drink, the more you want to go to the toilet.At this moment, I was already in a state of drunkenness, and my vision became a double image. I stood up on the table and said to Zhou Yue: "Come back and drink!"

"And you!" I turned my head, bent down slowly, and kissed Zhang Chuning in front of many women: "No drinking."

"Yeah." Liu Xu agreed with a smile, stood up and supported my waist, and said in a low voice, "I'll accompany you to the toilet."

When I passed by Zhou Yue, I paused, looked at her provocatively, and said something drunk: "You boy - stay away from her. Do you understand?"

Zhou Yue remained calm, she raised her head slightly, and said softly to Zhang Chuning: "She is quite drunk, it's better to send her home."

"Don't worry about it." Liu Xu said indifferently, "I'll go first."

Liu Xu helped the drunk woman into the toilet, she locked the door of the cubicle, and stretched out her hand to take off her pants, luckily she didn't wear much.

"Don't you want to go to the toilet?" Liu Xu bent down, and smelled the nauseating smell of alcohol: "An'an?"

I sat on the toilet and shook my head, frowning: "I can't shhh."

"Then go home."

"No." I brushed off her hand, and I was like a child when I was drunk: "You sing to me, and I can boo."

"Then what song do you want to listen to?"

I was distressed: "Whatever, it's fine."

She sang a few lines, and I laughed idiotically: "Stop singing, you sing really badly."

"Ok?"

I raised my head, my eyes were drunk: "None of you can sing as well as my Liuxu..."

"But she... died."

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Almost thirty chapters, not enough for one hundred thousand words.

I reflect on it because the number of words is too small...