It's really hard to be a scumbag

It wasn't until the car started that Jiang Jiang remembered that he didn't know which hospital Song Zhi was recuperating in. He hurriedly called Director Zhou, but the other party seemed to be busy and didn't answer.

Fortunately, Jiang Jiang's work computer still kept the contact information of the director of the TV series that Song Zhizheng was filming. After dialing and asking a few words, he successfully obtained the name of the hospital, as well as the floor and ward where Song Zhizheng lived from the subtle tone of the other party. Number.

When the driver stopped in front of the hospital, Jiang Jiang bought fruit baskets and bouquets from the shop at the door.He didn't think too much about it when he bought it, but because it was always the same when others came to visit him before, so he bought it in the same way.

As a result, after entering the hospital, passers-by would first look at his face in astonishment, then at his flowers with envy and envy, and finally at his fruit basket in bewilderment.

Jiang Jiang was looked at inexplicably, and only when he lifted his foot into the elevator did he recall the whispers behind him.

"Is it for my girlfriend to propose? This flower is too delicate and beautiful, bah, I mean, this face is so fragrant and beautiful."

"Aren't you poisonous? Didn't you see someone holding a fruit basket? Maybe these flowers are given to the sick just like the fruit basket."

"Do you need to buy roses to send patients?"

"Otherwise, buy a bird of paradise?"

"Ding—the thirteenth floor is here."

The mechanical elevator beeped, and Jiang Jiang walked out silently.

He looked down at the roses he was holding, and for the first time began to think about whether it was a bit bad for him to choose roses because of the offer of buy ten get one free.

Halfway through thinking about it, Song Zhi's ward arrived.

Jiang Jiang regained his composure and politely knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The voice of the young Qingyue sounded inside, and there seemed to be other noises beside him.

Jiang Jiang opened the door, looked around, and saw Song Zhi lying in the ward, and five or six men and women standing there.Hearing the sound at this time, those people also looked up.

When they saw Jiang Jiang's face, these people were obviously startled. When they looked down and saw the rose Jiang Jiang was holding, their faces were even more colorful like a chameleon who had been played bad by someone.

They took a breath in a low voice, and then looked at Song Zhi who was lying on the bed in unison.

Jiang Jiang didn't understand, so he followed their gazes and looked at them, but he ran straight into Song Zhi's staring eyes.

Looking at each other, Song Zhi's eyes suddenly turned red, he bit his lip and turned his face away, like a little daughter-in-law who was being bullied.

A question mark slowly appeared on Jiang Jiang's head.

Before he could ask in confusion, the crowd suddenly coughed one after another, and then said dryly: "I suddenly remembered that today's clothes haven't been dried yet."

"Ahem, I didn't buy any food for lunch."

"My king hasn't had time to drop points yet."

"My boyfriend is waiting for me to catch the rape in the hotel."

"Then..." They looked at Jiang Jiang cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Let's go first?"

Jiang Jiang stepped aside.

Apart from the reason of blocking the door, he really didn't know why these people were going to let him know.

After the last person went out and closed the door tightly, Jiang Jiang walked to the bed and put the things in his hand on the bedside table.

As a result, as soon as he put down the bouquet, Song Zhi's hand suddenly reached out, took the flowers over, and then lowered his head and sniffed deeply.

Seeing the joy on his face, Jiang Jiang sat down beside the bed and said friendlyly, "Let's chat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhi froze, as if he had just realized that he was so easily coaxed.After recovering from this, Song Zhi became unhappy again, and directly put his face into the flowers with a little temper, refusing to look up at Jiang Jiang like an ostrich.

The question marks on Jiang Jiang's head were about to materialize.

Unavoidably, the protagonist was smothered to death by the flowers, so he hurried forward and grabbed Song Zhi's black hair, and said nervously, "What's wrong, you hurt your head when you fell down?"

Song Zhi raised his head from the flowers, and said bitterly, "You are a busy person, but you still know that I was injured?"

Jiang Jiang smiled: "Didn't I overhear that?"

Song Zhi: ...

He took a deep breath, snuffed out the little bomb in his heart, and then snorted coldly: "Forget it, for the sake of you buying eleven roses specially, I don't care about your abandonment of me from beginning to end. "

Jiang Jiang waved his hand casually: "It's not very special. The lady in the flower shop is doing an event to buy ten and get one free. I thought it was a good deal, so I bought it."

Song Zhi:? ? ?

He took another deep breath and almost missed it.

"You, you." Song Zhi's voice was trembling when he spoke, and finally you complained for a long time, full of grievances: "You scumbag! Not only did you do whatever you wanted to me in the hotel, but also trampled on my sincerity afterwards, now look I was injured and even more unwilling to perfunctory, you are really too much!"

"Huh?" Jiang Jiang pointed at himself in confusion: "When did I do whatever I want with you, shouldn't you be the one who picks up my clothes and does whatever I want in the hotel?"

Song Zhi tilted his head, and said with an innocent face: "Everyone in the crew said that I was slept by you, so the one who did whatever he wanted became you."

Jiang Jiang's face turned black: "Speaking of this, I still want to ask you, why can I hear these rumors in another crew far away? Don't you explain one or two from the source?"

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows: "How to explain? It is obvious to all that we went to sleep in the same room. Afterwards, when you left, you asked me to rest more. It is also a certain degree of ironclad evidence. Now everyone firmly believes that we have an affair. You Also explain what to do, is it not good to directly admit the official announcement?"

Jiang Jiang laughed back angrily: "I admit what I haven't done!"

Song Zhi was startled, and then his face turned red: "If you want to do it right now, it's not impossible, but people will come in from time to time in the ward, and I'm worried that you will be scared and cry when you first enter the state."

Jiang Jiang stood in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed his head down, and after pressing it into the flower, he said expressionlessly, "Stop your talking about tigers and wolfs."

Song Zhi took advantage of the opportunity to rub Jiang Jiang's palm, and after Jiang Jiang's itchy palm moved away, he said slowly: "Then what should I do? Everyone thinks that I have been taken care of by you. The name Song Zhi also From a powerless little actor who is easy to bully, he has become a symbol of the beautiful young master's lover, and even those who suppressed me and mocked me before have changed their attitudes and become flattering."

Jiang Jiang glanced at him, and then said firmly: "You are not happy."

After Song Zhi was silent for a moment, he leaned back against the head of the bed, and said calmly, "Indeed, I'm very upset. I don't want to announce my relationship with you so early, and I don't want others to think that you are not good-looking." People like me don't want to be your weakness when I have no power or power."

"I originally wanted to make an official announcement with you after I was successful and famous. It would be more formal and romantic." Song Zhi showed obvious annoyance on his face: "It's not like this, which will not only damage your reputation, but also become a person who can be seen by anyone." Substitute lover."

Jiang Jiang glanced at him: "Let me emphasize again that official announcements are impossible. I just want to start a career, and I don't want to make extra troubles."

Song Zhi pursed his lips, and shyly said, "I'll do your business and I'll do it for you. Isn't that better?"

Jiang Jiang's hand itched for a while, and when he was about to pull his hair again, he suddenly heard the other party's cell phone ring.

Song Zhi looked down, and then a cold look flashed across his eyes.

However, when he raised his head to look at Jiang Jiang again, Junxiu's face turned into pure joy: "Great, I received a text message from Qin Shihuang, and he said that as long as I give him 1000 yuan to tide him over temporarily, he will be resurrected." From then on, you will make me a great general!"

Jiang Jiang was stunned: "Do you believe this too???"

Song Zhi smiled and said: "I believe it, I still have to send money to him."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and manipulated the phone.

Because Song Zhi's performance was so mentally handicapped that Jiang Jiang couldn't see whether he was really stupid or playing the wrong role.But there is no doubt that Jiang Jiang will stop him no matter what.

"You must be fishing, right? Can an idiot live to be so old?" Jiang Jiang angrily knelt on the bed, reaching out to snatch his phone.

However, before his hand touched the phone, Song Zhi who was on the side of his face suddenly kissed him, and then the phone in front of him clicked, freezing the picture of him being kissed.

Jiang Jiang was stunned.

Only then did Song Zhi put the phone back, then rubbed Jiang Jiang's head, and said with a smile, "Good boy, your little lover will not be fooled by anyone but you."

Jiang Jiang came back to his senses, wiped his cheeks with his backhand, and the expression on his face sank: "Delete the photo."

His tone became indifferent, and Song Zhi felt something was wrong, so he quickly softened and said, "I won't leak the photo, I just want to keep it in mind when I don't see you in the future. You don't even know this How did I get through the past few days, thinking about you so much that I couldn’t fall asleep day and night.”

Jiang Jiang sneered, and stretched out his hand to push his face away: "What does your inability to sleep have anything to do with me? Do you still not understand that I'm not interested in playing with you?"

The obedient and flattering expression on Song Zhi's face gradually froze, and when all expressions retreated a little bit, leaving only a blank face, his own handsome appearance showed a bit of superiority.

"Do you not believe me?" He said in a low voice: "I swear, the photos will never be released, and I will not threaten you with photos, I just want to leave a little proof of your existence, and I will miss you in the future It’s time to see it.”

Jiang Jiang said unhappily: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll just ask you to delete it or not?"

Song Zhi's eye circles gradually turned red, he clenched his phone tightly, and said stubbornly and stubbornly: "Don't delete it."

Jiang Jiang sneered: "Don't delete it, that's fine, you don't even think about receiving dramas in the future."

Song Zhi suddenly raised his head, stared at Jiang Jiang firmly, and said word by word: "Do you really have no affection for me at all?"

Jiang Jiang looked at him condescendingly: "It's only now that I realize it, isn't it too late? Well, I won't force you, as long as you delete the photo and break with me cleanly, I will let you go completely , no longer appear in front of you."

Song Zhi's fingers pinched deeply into the flesh, but even so, he still stared at Jiang Jiang like a wolf, clenching his teeth and not letting go: "Want to get rid of me? In the next life. I, Song Zhi, will die , I will also turn into a ghost to haunt you life after life!"

"..." Jiang Jiang sighed with a headache, and then said helplessly, "I didn't want to force you in this way. After all, there is a saying in our Taoism that it is not as good as your family."

After he finished speaking, Song Zhi opened his eyes wide with understanding.

Jiang Jiang smiled slightly under his pleading eyes, and then said leisurely: "I heard that you are the son of Zhou Dao's younger sister's husband's younger brother's elder sister. If something happened to Zhou Dao, you must cry for a long time, right?"

Song Zhi's dark eyes turned blood a little bit, but he changed from the excitement just now and became silent. He looked straight at Jiang Jiang for a long time, and then he calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: "...I delete .”

Jiang Jiang's face revealed a look of satisfaction, and after seeing Song Zhi deleted the photo with stiff fingers, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "This is the way to go."

Although in the plot, the hacker hacked Zha Gong's phone, the intimate photo of Zha Gong and Song Zhi is the root of everything.Only by cutting off this source can the protagonist Shou avoid the painful incident of private photos being circulated all over the Internet.

What Jiang Jiang couldn't understand was that Song Zhi refused to cooperate with such a simple matter. Deleting a photo seemed to dig out his heart.

Gee.

There are also many plays.

The author has something to say: If the lives of several people were compiled into a book, the title of the book would probably be like this.

Song Zhi: "How does a young actor with no money and power fall in love"

Jiang Jiang: "I'm not a rose, how can I be a scumbag every day"

Xiaoliang: "Even the tool man is a stumbling block on my way of chasing my wife"

Director Zhou: "This tool person stands for 'Song Jiang' cp, others get out"

Song Zhi/Jiang Jiang: Huh? ? ?