Big director

After tossing and tossing until more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhu Zimo went home by car with his hazy eyes staring.

When I got home, it was already past four o'clock, and it felt like it was dawn soon.

Zhu Zimo laid the seat flat, and had already slept so much that he didn't know what night it was. Shen Pingzhang felt sorry for him, and didn't wake him up at all, so he picked him up and went home, but Zhu Zimo still didn't wake up after such a big movement. It was just rubbing against Shen Pingzhang's arms like a cat.

Having been in love for so many years, the scents of each other have long been familiar to the bones, and even instincts can't produce defense mechanisms.

First put Director Zhu on the bed, then Shen Pingzhang went to the bathroom and put a jar of warm water in which he added essential oils that can soothe the nerves, and then carefully took off Zhu Zimo's clothes and put it in.

The temperature is just right, a little hot, but it's so pleasant to float in it!Zhu Zimo slid his hands and feet, his eyes opened a slit, just in time to see Shen Pingzhang smiling at him gently, so he returned a lazy smile and closed his eyes again.

If I want to take a bath, you will do it for me, I just need to sleep!

That's right, director Zhu's mind is full of such rogue logical thinking, and he is probably really too tired, he is so dazed that he hasn't fully woken up yet.Shen Pingzhang also got into the bathtub, sat behind Director Zhu and let him lean on his chest, while helping him take a bath without complaint, while listening to his cheerful and regular snoring, he was both angry and funny, and squeezed gently Pinched the tip of his nose: "You little idiot..."

Director Zhu dodged impatiently.

After taking a bath for almost half an hour, Shen Pingzhang fished out Director Zhu who had been cleaned, pulled off the bath towel and wrapped it up——Director Zhu, who was still sweating when he just came back, was now fragrant and fragrant, as light as in the clouds.

"Good night baby, have a good dream." The curtains were drawn layer by layer, not caring that it was already dark outside, Shen Pingzhang hugged his little idiot contentedly, and fell asleep deeply after a few minutes of useless.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

After Director Zhu opened his eyes, he tremblingly said in an extremely weak voice: "Hungry..."

It's rare to have a mental illness. After waking up, I looked at Director Zhu for a long time like drinking honey. I only felt that the more handsome Shen Pingzhang looked: "..."

What kind of divine development is this!He originally wanted to give Zhu Zimo a sweet good morning kiss right away!

Unexpectedly, the style of painting changed from a romantic idol drama to a bitter local drama.

Resigned to his fate, Shen Pingzhang got up, put on his indoor slippers and went out: "Wait, I'll cook something delicious for you."

"Well," Director Zhu, who had no idea what he had destroyed, was still weakly acting stupid, "I want to eat shrimp and seafood porridge... and fried eggs with candied heart... and bacon sandwich... and..."

Shen Pingzhang, who couldn't stand his little vibrato, closed the door mercilessly.

Director Zhu was glued to the bed like a dead ghost, still protesting in vain: "Sure enough, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time... When the disaster is imminent, we will fly away..."

Fortunately, Shen Pingzhang closed the door so he couldn't hear him talking nonsense, otherwise Director Zhu would have starved to death.

Ten minutes later, Shen Pingzhang, who was struggling, came up to dig up Director Zhu who was still stuck on the bed, and carried him downstairs.

"The porridge is not ready yet, you should eat something first." A plate of attractively colored and fragrant food was placed in front of Director Zhu.

Director Zhu's eyes lit up, as if he was reincarnated from starvation, he wanted to pounce on him to eat.

Shen Pingzhang suddenly remembered something, stopped him, and asked, "Have you not brushed your teeth yet?"

Director Zhu rolled his eyes with difficulty: "When is it... let him go with the wind for such a trivial matter..."

Shen Pingzhang was particularly ruthless, and carried Director Zhu to the bathroom, and brushed his teeth for him while enduring his eyes.

Director Zhu was carried back with a whimper.

Can I eat now?He stretched out his paw tremblingly again.

Shen Pingzhang loves and hates him when he looks like this, just like a big cat seeing a ball of thread, the feeling of itchy hands, just wanting to go up and fiddle with it...

"Before you eat, do you have to do something to show your gratitude to me?" He cruelly moved the plate away again.

Holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, Director Zhu hesitated for a moment, then raised his head with extreme humiliation, his mouth pouting like a flower petal: "Wow~"

...It was not easy to finally eat.

However, after eating, Director Zhu still looked like he was suffering from a stroke. According to his own statement, this was a serious injury to his vitality. Without a few days of buffering, he couldn't survive at all.

In fact, what they were busy with before was of course not just the opening ceremony, but also the closing ceremony sixteen days later——

The preparation mode is probably the same as the CCTV Spring Festival Gala. The programs are in the same batch, but in the end they will be divided according to the actual situation. Some are planned for the Spring Festival Gala, and some are planned for the Lantern Festival Gala later...

But here, naturally, part of it is planned for the opening ceremony, and the rest is planned for the closing ceremony.

The closing ceremony is definitely not as important as the opening ceremony, but the so-called good start, good end, if possible, no one would expect to be anticlimactic in the end, right?

The Olympic Organizing Committee should really be thankful that they invited Director Zhu here, because he is really an expert at checking for leaks and filling in vacancies!With his team around, everything can be planned properly for you - the biggest fear of live broadcast is uncertainty, but as long as you follow their plan, as long as there are no major problems in the program itself, you will definitely gain something Luscious success!

With the same amount of money, I could achieve a maximum of 8 in the answer sheet, but now I can easily ensure that I can achieve 10.

Reaping overwhelming praise at home and abroad, all the staff of the Olympic Organizing Committee are so beautiful that they are bubbling!

With the successful cases of the opening ceremony ahead, the closing ceremony will not be too bad, right?

So, strictly speaking, Zhu Zimo really doesn’t need to be busy anymore, as if the program has already been set, as a programmer, it’s enough to maintain it occasionally at most, and he doesn’t have to fight day and night like he did at the beginning .

As a result, director Zhu, who had been idle, began to commit suicide with impunity again.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and slumped on the chair to watch Shen Pingzhang take away the empty dishes and bowls, wash them and put them away. The tables were also wiped clean, and the used kitchen utensils were sorted neatly.

When Shen Pingzhang finished his work, he came out to have a look, oh!

"Why are you still sitting here?"

Director Zhu smiled weakly, feeling like he was about to pick up a small handkerchief and cry against the wind.He said, "Without you...how would I leave...here?"

"Are you planning to make a movie showing the inner world of severely paraplegic patients?" Shen Pingzhang wanted to laugh when he saw Director Zhu, "Then you have a life, really."

Director Zhu looked at Shen Pingzhang with the expression of looking at a heartbroken man.

look at each other.

Five minutes later, Shen Pingzhang compromised and went over to pick up the deadly paraplegic Director Zhu, "Tell me, where to put it?"

"Let's go to the sofa..." I have to say, Director Zhu never treats me badly. The sofas at home are the best equipment for lazy people!Very expensive and very comfortable at the same time!I really don't want to get up after lying down, "Help me get my phone... and... remember to cut a plate of fruit salad... there must be strawberries and mango..."

He should really be lucky to have found a boyfriend who loves him so much, otherwise, Director Zhu would have been beaten to death just because of his deadly appearance.

However, what kind of pot should match what kind of lid? Shen Pingzhang still eats this set. He brought his mobile phone over for him, and went to the refrigerator to get some fruits. He sat next to Director Zhu and took a fruit knife to peel the skins one by one. Cut into nice shapes.

Director Zhu put the half strawberry he handed over into his mouth in a particularly weak and helpless manner, and tremblingly entered the password on his mobile phone.

"Oops~~"

Especially one chant and three sighs.

Shen Pingzhang didn't look back, and asked him: "What's the matter, baby?"

"There is a missed call from the national teacher..." Zhu Zimo said vaguely while biting a strawberry.

When he finally swallowed the half of the strawberry, he began to call back the national teacher.

In fact, he received many missed calls, but the others were not important. They should be from He Xi, but it was the national teacher. He would not contact him if there was nothing wrong.

"Hello? I'm sorry, I got up too late. I just saw it. What happened?"

As soon as the phone call was made, Director Zhu spoke in a clear and logical voice, which was completely different from the way he did the death just now. He sounded like a passionate young man full of energy!

The national teacher smiled heartily: "It's okay, it's my fault. I forgot that you young people feel too much, so it's good that I don't bother you."

After saying these polite words, he didn't wait for Zhu Zimo to continue asking, so he took the initiative to explain the reason for calling.

"That's right, around noon today, a post appeared on Weibo and forums. The person who posted the post claimed to be Major General Zhang's mistress, and then said that Major General Zhang had promised her to let their illegitimate daughter go Singing "Ode to the Motherland", but he lied to her and broke his word, and she couldn't contact Major General Zhang anymore, and neither could her daughter. She called Major General Zhang's unit to report his style problems, but unexpectedly What's more, the officials over there were protecting each other and ignored her at all, so in a rage, she simply posted a post to expose this ugly person..."

I don't know how long the national teacher has been holding back these words in his heart, what he said is so hearty...

But that's right, at the current status of the national teacher, there is really no way to gossip anytime and anywhere, and ordinary people are not qualified enough to gossip with him!Those who are of sufficient status, gossiping with others, can easily cause endless troubles.So, Director Zhu is the most suitable person to gossip with him!

Alas, everyone has their own hardships!

Director Zhu uttered "Oops" again, but this time it was completely different from the feeling of chanting and sighing three times just now. He even sat up and asked, "How could such a thing happen? What about those posts?" ?”

"Of course it was deleted, and it was deleted immediately." The national teacher said indifferently, "But now that it is in the limelight, it still has a great impact!"