Wu Xingyan compared Fang Ningjie's files and made a preliminary confirmation; Fang Ning joined the group, but did not inform Cai Jin; Weibo big V revealed that a mysterious person joined the group, which aroused heated public opinion. Cai Jin was in mixed feelings when he learned that Fang Ning joined the group

On the top, there is a line of characters written in Fangzheng Dabiao Song No. 4 font: Fang Ningjie's private files (full).

Wu Xingyan sat on the chair, holding the thick stack of papers, in a daze.

He shouldn't have checked other people's * casually, no, it should be said that he never paid attention to these things before.

However, it's different now.

With complicated eyes, he still opened the first page.

……

After Wu Xingyan turned over the last piece of paper, he realized that his back was already dripping with cold sweat.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

Fang Ningjie turned on the light, and lay down in front of the computer desk to change the script by hand. He had to look up the dictionary for many professional terms, sweating profusely.

The phone rang twice, and he touched it without looking up, pressed the connect button, held it to his ear with his left hand, and said casually, "Hello?"

"it's me."

Fang Ningjie was taken aback, and the black pen held in his right hand also stopped: "What's wrong?"

He glanced at the alarm clock by the table, time: twenty past ten.

"En..." Wu Xingyan pretended to be thinking, and then said, "I'm a little hungry."

"Pfft," Fang Ningjie couldn't help laughing, "Your craftsmanship is so good, you can just make a meal by yourself."

"I'm cooking instant noodles." Wu Xingyan sighed softly, "There are no appetizers in the refrigerator."

"Didn't your assistant buy it?"

Fang Ningjie kept pointing to the script with his right fingertips, and asked casually.

"I haven't had time, come to the crew tomorrow to get familiar with it, and I'll show you around."

"Don't you have a show? You must be very busy, right?"

Wu Xingyan smiled lightly: "No matter how busy you are, you have to be a landlord. You may have lunch with us tomorrow. Is there anything you want? I'll ask my assistant to bring it."

If you don't eat pies that fall from the sky, you won't eat them for nothing.

Adhering to the principle of never wasting, Fang Ning said repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I want to eat spicy chicken! And spicy crayfish, the lobsters are from Xuyi!"

"It's a beautiful thought," Wu Xingyan was angry and funny, "It's almost November, and I still eat that. How about I replace it with Coca-Cola chicken wings?"

"Ugly refusal!" Fang Ningjie frowned and vetoed, "I feel so tired, why don't you bring me couple's lung slices."

"It's all spicy food, so you're not afraid of getting angry? Would you like to bring some drinks?"

"Don't drink, bring a bottle of Ruiao, anyway, the prescription is low." Fang Ningjie suggested.

"Do you know how to drink?" Wu Xingyan fiddled with his fingers intently, asking seemingly unintentionally.

Fang Ningjie wailed on the phone: "Drunk... That's why I brought Ruiao!"

"Understood, I'll bring you something to eat, will you pay me back too?"

Wu Xingyan smiled.

"Tell me, I'll think about it."

"I have a body class tomorrow afternoon, it's so boring, can you practice with me?"

Fang Ningjie was a little embarrassed: "I don't like exercising...how lazy I am! How about I watch from the side?"

"Alright." Wu Xingyan agreed very simply, "It's getting late, you go to bed early, I'll hang up first."

"Well, hang up."

"Doo-doo--"

Wu Xingyan lowered his hand and let the phone fall to the ground.

Not far away, on the open document, it is clearly written:

Name: Fang Ningjie

Age: 21

Sexual Orientation: Male

Birthplace: City b Address: No. xx, xx Road, A City, xx Province ps: shared house, roommate Cai Jin (online novelist)

Graduated school and major: A City Teachers Vocational and Technical College - Kindergarten Teachers

Likes:

Likes to exercise, especially playing badminton, was the vice president of the university badminton club;

Preference for sweets in food, teeth are in a fragile state all year round;

Most of the card swiping records are western restaurants, clothing stores, hair salons, bars, clubs and other clubs

Evaluation of sample survey (partial):

Friends: righteous; thick-skinned; dislikes cleaning; loves to chatter; writes like a dog crawls

Others: love to show off, strong self-esteem, love of fame and fortune, alcoholism

……

The moon slowly climbed up to the middle of the sky, and the pale light splashed on Wu Xingyan's face. For a moment, even that lip lost some blood.

Fang Ningjie got up early in the morning to rummage in the closet. He even sprayed his hair with setting water and put on a tie, which made him look much more energetic.

"Damn it," Cai Jin lay on the sofa with sleepy eyes, howling desperately, "Brother, give me a way to survive! The hearts of those who masturbated until three o'clock in the morning yesterday are very painful!"

Fang Ningjie smashed the pillow that fell on the ground onto his face, with a look of contempt: "Pull the dog!"

Cai Jin covered his face and said, "I don't even want to! Spicy chicken games, ruin my youth!"

"You are no longer young, old man," Fang Ningjie walked over and gave him a light kick on the calf, "I ordered takeaway for you, it arrives at nine o'clock, don't sleep like a dead pig and don't know how to get it."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! The concubine's nose is fine!" Cai Jin played tricks for a while, and finally asked, "But where are you going so early?"

Fang Ning paused, and finally said: "Go out with friends."

It's better not to talk about the fact that the horoscope has not been written yet, and we will talk about it when it is confirmed. Besides, the crew is definitely not vegetarian, so I don't know how to make trouble.

"Damn!" Cai Jin angrily tore off the pillow on his face and threw it back, "Go out alone! Leave the concubine alone to face the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng——"

"Oh!"

A loud bang.

Fang Ningjie took a breath outside the door, feeling alive again.

Wu Xingyan drove to the entrance of the community at [-] o'clock on time. Fang Ningjie looked at the messy, dilapidated and old community, and then looked at Wu Xingyan's luxury car, and inevitably felt a feeling of shame in his heart.

"You...live here now?" Wu Xingyan's expression was a little subtle.

"En." Fang Ningjie responded in a low voice.

Wu Xingyan: "I still have a few apartments there, why don't you choose them?"

"No need, I've been too busy these days and haven't had time to change the rented apartment. I'll change it in a few days." Fang Ningjie immediately declined.

I owe him too much, but I don't know what to do...Let's pay it back bit by bit.However, why do you feel worse than a house slave?

Fang Ningjie sighed lightly.

Although Wu Xingyan was driving, he paid attention to him all the time: "You have dark circles under your eyes, what time did you sleep yesterday?"

"It's two o'clock." Fang Ningjie recalled for a while, feeling that his temples hurt when he said this.

"Why don't I take you there in the afternoon," Wu Xingyan slowed down the car, "Go to the hotel and get a room first, so you can sleep for a while?"

"No, no, no!" Fang Ningjie waved his hands repeatedly.

If Wu Xingyan was photographed by Yuji going in and out of the hotel with him...Keke, do I have a life?

Wu Xingyan had no choice but to give up and change the subject: "Then have you had breakfast?"

"No need." Fang Ningjie replied vaguely.

Breakfast has always been dispensable to him. When the screenwriter is busy, it is almost dark, and it is common to only eat one meal a day. If there is time for breakfast, it is better to catch up on the manuscript or lie down for a while.

But for Wu Xingyan, who has a regular life, it is more important to eat at the spot than to memorize the script.Compared with Fang Ningjie, he has a better understanding of the dangers of skipping breakfast.

So he quickly changed course, planning to take him to the nearest breakfast shop.

Fang Ningjie sat in the passenger seat and had nothing to do, so he couldn't help checking Weibo with his mobile phone.

He is actually a very lazy person. It takes a long time to log in to the Weibo post bar. The news he learns is almost all from Baidu hot searches or pushes. If QQ and WeChat are not popular now, sending and receiving messages are all in the group. He can also not be listed for hundreds of years and let the news blow up the sky.

"I said," Fang Ningjie scanned all the recent trending searches, and asked curiously, "Why haven't I seen your profile?"

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