The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

Fang Ningjie couldn't remember how he got home.

He only remembered that in that narrow car, he repeatedly asked to testify, and Wu Xingyan stubbornly refused him repeatedly.

"Ning Jie, I will avenge Jiang Mu in an aboveboard way."

When Wu Xingyan said the last sentence, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars: "But, don't join, I don't want you to suffer any harm."

It's not that I haven't thought about why Wu Xingyan is so nice to Fang Ningjie.

However, Wu Xingyan was not only kind to him alone, but also kind to Jiang Mu.

In his previous life, he was Jiang Mu, and he was not familiar with Wu Xingyan, but even so, Wu Xingyan was willing to investigate the truth of the matter...

Fang Ningjie covered his face with the quilt, and shrank into the darkness.

Wu Xingyan is a very gentle person and hardly loses his temper.

This is the reason.

Because it is too gentle, sometimes it will appear promiscuous, because gentle people often don't know how to refuse.

Here are the results.

He was just a certain object who was kidnapped by tenderness.

Wu Xingyan's schedule was full, and after Jiang Mu's burial, he followed the crew to Hengdian to film. He was so busy that he couldn't even make a phone call to Fang Ningjie.

Fang Ningjie enjoyed it, and with one less person nagging in his ear, he was happier, not to mention that Wu Xingyan paid him [-] yuan in his card. Although Beijing cost a lot, at least he and Cai Jin didn't have to spend a lot of money. He piled instant noodles to live, and the takeaway phone was covered with refrigerator shells.

Ever since Wu Xingyan left, Fang Ningjie has figured it out, revenge must be avenged, money must be earned, and the relationship with Wu Xingyan should end sooner or later.

Don't procrastinate and miss the lives of two people.

In order to achieve the above goals, Fang Ningjie has also been working hard these days, squatting in front of the computer day and night to write scripts, sometimes the lights in Wanjia have been extinguished, and only his weak computer screen is still on.

Fang Ningjie rubbed his sore eyes, closed his notebook, and planned to lie down on the bed and rest for a while.

In the past few days, I have used my eyes too much, and my eyeballs are dry.

"You son of a bitch, come out to eat!"

Cai Jin yelled for the door outside for a while, but didn't hear a response, so he almost kicked and barged in.

"I'm not hungry..." Fang Ningjie lay on the bed and hummed desperately.

"Don't pretend to be dead! I brought you pineapple meat, it's still hot, if you don't get up again, I'll smack your face with my shoes!"

Cai Jin was about to take off his shoes as he spoke.

"Don't, don't! Brother! I admit defeat!"

Fang Ningjie picked up the rice, took a few mouthfuls in a hurry, stuffed a few chopsticks with meat, then put it down, stretched his waist and turned on the computer again.

Cai Jin had just finished a million-word novel recently, and he felt refreshed all over. He was thinking about where to go with the manuscript fee, when he saw Fang Ningjie fiddling with the keyboard, and leaned over to ask: " Are you still writing? What are you in such a hurry? Brother, take care of you, tell me, where shall we go?"

"Is the manuscript fee settled?" Fang Ningjie frowned, "How much? Hand it in!"

Cai Jin showed him the account information on his mobile phone, and said happily: "Look at it! The manuscript fee for the past two months is more than 2 yuan! Is my brother strong? Do you really want to hug my brother's thigh?"

"Yes!" Fang Ningjie could understand his excitement, and said cooperatively, "God, my mother! Are you still missing leg accessories? The one who is a screenwriter?"

"Dead!" Cai Jin squeezed his throat and scolded him with a smile on purpose, "You kicked me down when I had no money or power, but now that I've turned into a rich man, you're out of luck."

"Villains have eyes but don't know Mount Tai!"

Fang Ningjie had just made a gesture of bowing, when suddenly the cell phone lying on the bed started ticking.

"Who is it?" Cai Jin walked over curiously, and fiddled with his phone.

Before Fang Ningjie could stop it, Cai Jin had already swiped and unlocked it.

Didn't expect Cai Jin to have such a good relationship with the original owner?Even know the password?

He wondered if he should change the password, or use the 360 ​​to hang an app lock...

"You son of a bitch, your mobile phone is in arrears!" Cai Jin raised his head and shook his mobile phone at him, "A warm reminder from the number [-]!"

Fang Ning Jie Fu forehead: Oops... I was so busy that I even forgot about the phone bill.

Just as he was about to tell Cai Jin to bring the phone over, he used Alipay to charge the phone bill, when the phone rang again.

"Is it a life-threatening serial short?" Fang Ningjie opened the webpage, logged in, and said casually, "I know I'm in arrears...can I stop urging...can't be okay."

Cai Jin's exclamation came from behind.

"No! Square, [-] means that someone has recharged your phone bill!"

"Beep."

A text message came in again at an inopportune time.

Fang Ningjie suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The mobile phone is in arrears...I'll help you...you have to...take care of yourself?!" Cai Jin read, dumbfounded.

Fang Ningjie finally couldn't sit still anymore, rushed up and snatched the phone, with a slightly embarrassing expression on his face.

"Who is this?" Cai Jin blinked at him.

"A friend." Fang Ningjie glanced at it, and when he saw that the name on it was Wu Xingyan, he turned his hand over the phone and put it on the table.

Cai Jin is not Wu Xingyan, who can be fooled by him willingly: "Really? Why did he come to charge your phone bill just after you sent the text message that you owed money?"

"It's been a good time."

Fang Ningjie couldn't take it any longer, and pushed Cai Jin out the door, ignoring his cries and wolves by the way.

Although Cai Jin was messing around, there was still some reason in his words.

His mobile phone was notified that the phone bill was urgent one second ago, and the next second he sent a text message saying that Wu Xingyan had charged his phone bill...

Now even if he wanted to explain it by coincidence, the convincing power was too poor.

Fang Ningjie made up his mind and called Wu Xingyan directly.

It took a long time for Wu Xingyan to answer, and the phone was a bit noisy, probably at the shooting scene or at a party.

"Did you pay for the phone call?" Before Wu Xingyan could speak, he asked directly.

Wu Xingyan was silent for a second, then nodded and admitted: "Yes."

Fang Ningjie: "How do you know I'm out of phone charges?"

"..." Across the phone, Wu Xingyan couldn't figure out his tone, "I called you just now, the shutdown..."

"Liar!" Fang Ningjie's anger suddenly erupted at this sentence, and his voice was sharp, "I read it just now, and what the [-] number told me was that the phone bill was running low, and I haven't stopped yet! Why did you call me? Is it? Could it be that I encountered a ghost?!"

Wu Xingyan was silent for a moment, and first gave in: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"Wu Xingyan," Fang Ningjie said in a gloomy tone, "You said before that you never lied to Jiang Mu, but at the press conference that day, you lied, and now you are still lying to me. Do you treat everyone as a fool? Do you Do you think that Jiang Mu is a dead person so you can make up whatever you want, and I owe you money so you can lie about anything? Anyway, you can say sorry in the end to cover it up, right?"

There was a long silence on the phone.

"Did you monitor my phone?"

he asked calmly.

"Isn't it..."

Wu Xingyan paused, and then Fang Ningjie heard the sound of chairs moving and footsteps over there, and then he heard the man say: "I didn't lie at the press conference that day, but I did lie just now... There will be no next time. "

"Don't touch your feet!"

"Not next time."

"no more chance……"

Fang Ningjie was in a trance for a moment, remembering the inexplicably happy atmosphere that night.

But he quickly came to his senses: "I don't care anymore, you lie as you like, it has nothing to do with me."

Fang Ningjie's voice was cold and impatient.

Then Wu Xingyan heard a mechanical sound of "beep beep ---" from the phone.

He lowered his hands dejectedly, and the disappointment on his face was no different from the expressions on countless people who wanted to call Jiang Mu but gave up.