you look delicious

Du Yuanxi put away his smile and looked deeply: "It's not that it's a good deal. If there are any misunderstandings or conflicts, just talk about it and don't hide it in your heart."

"Oh, misunderstanding?" Ning Xinhe was finally willing to look back at him, and sneered, "Du Yuanxi, why don't you see me like this? Who is your boyfriend? I don't expect you to take extra care of me, but .”

He stood up and stared into Du Yuanxi's eyes, "Why do you even take away what I deserve?! Just take it away, but you gave it to him!"

From the angry attitude of the other party, Du Yuanxi understood that Ning Xinhe was really angry, not making small troubles like usual, and couldn't remember what he had done, so he slowed down his tone and asked, "I'll take you away." What?"

Ning Xinhe questioned: "Two years ago, I could obviously get the role of Xiao Chongfei, why did you push me?"

Du Yuanxi searched for information about "Xiao Chongfei" from his long-term memory, and finally remembered that it was Ding Meng's famous work "Swordsman Falling from the Wood", calmly: "They said you are not suitable for this role..."

Ning Xinhe asked coldly: "Who are they? Director, screenwriter, or investor?"

Du Yuanxi was silent for a while, and then asked: "Who told you what?"

Ning Xinhe didn't intend to go around in circles with Du Yuanxi, and said clearly: "Director Yang Guanyu told me tonight that he obviously chose me back then, but you rejected me, saying that I had other movies to shoot at that time? I was free at that time. To die, just audition for such a role! After finally succeeding, you actually pushed me!"

Du Yuanxi sighed, stepped forward to hug Ning Xinhe, but Ning Xinhe avoided him, and explained kindly: "That drama is really not suitable for you."

"It's not suitable for me, so suitable for Dingmeng? I don't believe that I can't play better than him!" Ning Xinhe shook off Du Yuanxi's hand, "Don't touch me. Not suitable, not suitable, and you are not suitable either I, go find Ding Meng, you love him so much, what's the point of getting involved with me!"

Du Yuanxi had a headache from the noise, he wanted to calm Ning Xinhe: "Listen to my explanation."

Ning Xinhe managed to hold back the "I don't listen, I don't listen" that almost blurted out, crossed his chest, and squinted at Du Yuanxi: "Huh."

Du Yuanxi asked him slowly: "If you had to sleep with one of them to get the role, would you still fight for it?"

Ning Xinhe thought of the director's restless hands at the wine table tonight, and looked away. The answer is of course no, but...

Why can it be given to Dingmeng?If encountering this kind of problem, Ding Meng's choice would definitely be to give up this role. Since Ding Meng can take this role, how come he can't?

Over the years, Du Yuanxi has taken care of Ding Meng at work, which one is more caring than him?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Ning Xinhe sarcastically said: "So what, I still gave you nothing for three years and got nothing, so it would be more valuable to have sex with them once." .”

Du Yuanxi's expression was serious and his voice was stiff: "You really think so?"

Ning Xinhe raised his chin and nodded fiercely: "Yes! If I knew what kind of relationship I had with you, I would do it with you. If you give me a chance, it would be better than what I am doing now."

Du Yuanxi felt that he was going to be so angry that he couldn't breathe, so before he lost his mind, he said to Ning Xinhe: "I don't want to be angry with you, you go home first, we will talk about this matter tomorrow."

Seeing that the other party really shut up and stopped talking, Ning Xinhe snorted coldly, threw the key on the table, and left without looking back.

Du Yuanxi opened his eyes only after hearing the door closing, looked at the returned keys on the table, and silently put them away.

It is because you care too much, so you will be cautious, why don't you understand...

Ning Xinhe didn't go home, but took a taxi to Imai Bookstore, which is still open all night tonight.

The clerk who looked like a porcelain doll was still sitting at the counter, but the familiar face gave off a strange atmosphere.

Ning Xinhe came forward to greet him, An Wenqing glanced at him indifferently, his eyes returned to the center, looked straight ahead, and followed his line of sight, there were only a bunch of books that were being promoted, and there were no books. Anyone or anything worthy of the clerk's attention.

I always feel that the clerk is not looking at anything, he is less flexible than before, and more sluggish.

The boss of the bookstore came down from the upstairs, and the windless effect had an elegant effect. It was not surprising to see Ning Xinhe.

Ning Xinhe asked: "Brother clerk...?"

The corner of Gu Nianyan's mouth twitched slightly, with a half-smile: "Let's talk about business."

Ning Xinhe curiously looked back and forth between the shop owner and the clerk brother, but within a few months, it seemed that something major happened between the two that could separate the relationship.

If you can't handle your own affairs well, how can you care about others?Ning Xinhe laughed at himself, and asked Gu Nianyan: "Boss, I want to go back to the past... and start over."

Gu Nianyan showed a hint of curiosity: "Back to the past?"

"Yes, there are some things that I want to go back to and change."

Gu Nianyan raised his hand, and a rebirth novel appeared in his hand. He took the book and hit Ning Xinhe on the head: "I read too many rebirth novels."

Ning Xinhe rolled his eyes: "Just say you can't do it."

Gu Nianyan paused: "If you could go back in time, you wouldn't have met me."

Ning Xinhe looked at him: "The boss also has a past that he wants to change?"

"No." Gu Nianyan replied without thinking, and told Ning Xinhe, "I can't move the time-space axis, that's the ability of God."

"And God?"

"There are demons, why can't there be gods? They are just two races bound by different rules." Gu Nianyan has no respect for gods, "Although I can't let you go back to the past, I can modify the status of everyone around you." Memory, to achieve a similar effect."

"Where is it almost..." Forcibly modifying other people's memories, and going back to the past to modify history, there is an essential difference between the two, and there is a lot of difference!

Gu Nianyan snorted softly: "Then you go to the Protoss, those old guys don't care about your little things like mere mortals, modifying the past is a big project involving the whole body."

Ning Xinhe lost his mind and muttered: "Forget it."

Sending Ning Xinhe away, Gu Nianyan glanced coldly and calmly at the dolls on the counter, his brows and eyes full of indifference, and strode past.

Ning Xinhe waited for Du Yuanxi's explanation, but after three days, Du Yuanxi didn't come to him on his own initiative, and his heart cooled down. Ning Xinhe had to let himself devote himself to work with full enthusiasm, and didn't think about other things for the time being.

So much so that he entered the recording studio, only to find that Ding Meng was among the guests of the variety show tonight, and he froze there for a moment. Fortunately, he quickly reacted and walked to the corner with a normal expression, waiting for the recording to start.

Ding Meng took the initiative to say hello to Ning Xinhe, and then ran to sit next to him: "Brother Xinhe, I'm so happy that the other guest tonight is you. I was a little hesitant to come, but I saw that your partner is you. I will take it decisively.”

Ning Xinhe was a little embarrassed: "I didn't even look carefully. You were here only after I came here. But with you, a regular variety show, by my side, I can finally feel at ease. God, please bring me."

Ding Meng answered his words with a smile: "It's easy to say, easy to say. I came here once before, and you can play the game items boldly. It's okay, but..."

Ning Xinhe pricked up his ears, waiting for Ding Meng to continue.

"You have to be careful of the host's questions. They are not afraid of making big news, but they are afraid that there will be no big news. There must be many language traps. Be careful."

Ning Xinhe nodded, looked at Ding Meng who was sharing his experience with him innocently, and sighed in his heart - he really couldn't hate it.

Ding Meng has a strong affinity, and what Ning Xinhe hates is Du Yuanxi's excessive care and concern for Ding Meng, not Ding Meng.

The program was recorded from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm. By the time Ding Meng and Ning Xinhe came out, it was already dark and it was still raining heavily.

Did not see Lao Zhao and the pick-up car, Ning Xinhe wanted to call him, but saw the text message sent by Lao Zhao when he turned on the phone. Just 10 minutes ago, there was a problem in the car and sent back to the factory for repair. I am afraid that he will have to wait It took him an hour to rush over to pick up Ning Xinhe.

Ning Xinhe called Driver Zhao: "Lao Zhao, you don't need to come, I'll take a taxi and go back by myself."

When Ding Meng heard the content of Ning Xinhe's conversation, he changed the pace of leaving and returned to Ning Xinhe: "Brother Xinhe, what's wrong?"

Ning Xinhe directly showed Ding Meng the text message.

After understanding what happened, Ding Meng warmly invited: "Then take my car."

Ning Xinhe wanted to refuse, but Ding Meng was too enthusiastic, so he was finally persuaded by Ding Meng and pulled in front of a black luxury car.

Although Ning Xinhe didn't know much about cars, the one in front of him still blinded his eyes, wondering: "Isn't this the company's car?"

Ding Meng nodded frankly: "I bought the car myself."

He touched the car body with bright eyes: "It's a pity that I haven't passed my driver's license yet, so I can't drive him myself. I can't wait for the moment when I hold the steering wheel with my own hands and ride the wind!"

Ning Xinhe saw the frenzy in his eyes, and was about to ask who was driving, when the car door opened from the inside, and a tall man got off the driver's seat, and opened the rear door for Ding Meng.

"..." Seeing the appearance of Ding Meng's driver, Ning Xinhe suddenly wanted to roar in his heart, and ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past.

It was a stern man, with a sharp-edged face and a deep side profile, he had the temperament of a star. The moment he raised his eyes to look at Ning Xinhe, the jealous villain in Ning Xinhe's heart went completely crazy.

Damn... Dingmeng's drivers are all first-class handsome guys, the life gap between the two is really too big!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

A certain young god: "Old guy?"

Demon surnamed Gu: "I'm only over 1000 years old, you gods who have lived for tens of thousands of years, aren't you old guys in front of me?"

A certain young god: "...well, yes."