Popular ex-boyfriends are begging me to get back together

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the hit drama "Gunshot" ushered in the finale, ready to steadily harvest the last wave of tears from the audience.

But the number one hot search is #宋霍胡文谦分钟了吗#

Song Zhen is the screenwriter of "Gunshot", and Huo Wenqian is the leading actor of "Gunshot". It is said that Song Zhen has to find a new boyfriend every time he writes a drama. , and they also broke up.

However, neither Song Zhen nor Huo Wenqian's Weibo was abnormal at all.

Huo Wenqian has already joined the filming team, and thanked the "Gunshot" crew in a calm and steady manner. Although he @宋晋, he was @ with other cast and crew. He used to be like this old cadre's style of painting, which is hard to pick Where it went wrong.

As for Song Zhen, his last Weibo post was when "Gunshot" was broadcast.

A perfunctory retweet.

Except for a few marketing accounts who took a gentle inventory of the national husbands who had been scumbed by Song Zhen in recent years, netizens focused on the plot.

The finale of "Gunshot" was very exciting, and the audience cried heartbreakingly.

The plot was also being discussed on the social network, and the hot search for the breakup was gradually suppressed.

However, in the early hours of the morning, #宋震胡文谦分散了吗# once again jumped to the number one spot.

Click on the topic, the first Weibo.

[Did Song Zhen Huo Wenqian break up]

【separated】

The attached picture is Song Zhen's ins, above is a photo of a broken cup.

That cup was a couple's cup that they bought after they got together, and they even posted it on Weibo.

Now that Song Zhen is broken, one can imagine the relationship between the two.

The paparazzi and marketing accounts started a carnival.

Song Zhen's Weibo comments were attacked by swarms of netizens.

[Sure enough, the law of breaking up will be late but never absent]

[Reality and drama are both BE, I don't want to live anymore]

[Worthy of being a national ex-wife, who will Song Zha want to harm next]

[No wonder people say that literary quality is not equal to character, Song Zhen is the best example]

The person in the center of the storm "slapped" the phone off: "Fart!"

"That's right, it's all fart!" The friend and producer Jiang Ji echoed, taking the wine glass from his mouth, "Okay, okay, drink less."

Song Zhen's face was flushed drunk, and he slurred his speech: "Huo Wenqian is a trash, he is with me for the sake of being popular! What kind of white lotus is he pretending to be!"

Jiang Ji: "Yes, yes, yes! Huo Wenqian is a big trash, we don't feel sad for the big trash..."

Song Zhen: "Xiao Jiji, you all know that I treat him so well..."

Jiang Ji and Song Zhen are college classmates. Although they have different majors, they have lived in the same dormitory for four years. They started working together on the first drama and later opened a studio together.

After 12 years of dating, Song Zhen cried so sincerely every time they broke up, but as long as they entered the next relationship, they would quickly forget it. Jiang Ji has long been used to it.

He skillfully comforted Song Zhen: "Brother, I will vent my anger on you, and I will use a trumpet to scold him in a while."

Song Zhen stared at him: "Why don't you use the tuba?"

Jiang Ji coughed softly: "There is a clear distinction between public and private..."

At this moment, Jiang Ji's alarm clock rang, and he jumped up immediately: "It's ten o'clock, I should go home!"

Song Zhen raised her misty peach blossom eyes and looked at him accusingly.

Jiang Ji rubbed his nose: "Qiqi is pregnant, and I'm still waiting for me to make supper for her when I go back."

Song Zhen: "..."

He kicked Jiang Ji out of the house, "Get lost! Scumbag!"

Jiang Ji grabbed the door frame, and finally did not forget to fulfill the responsibility of the producer: "When you cry, don't forget to think about the next book, the studio is pointing at you to eat!"

Song Zhen raised his head from the wine glass with difficulty, and gave him a middle finger.

However, being disturbed by Jiang Ji, Song Zhen couldn't bear the sadness anymore, he stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the study.

As he stepped into the study, the sensor lights turned on instantly, and the futuristic design made the whole study look more like a space capsule.

Song Zhen turned on the computer, his eyes were a little out of focus, and it took him a long time to pull out a folder.

——A collection of scumbags.

There are also sub-folders under the folder, which are: Xie Zhao, Gu Jian, and Meng Zang'an, all of whom are former and current national husbands, and they have a common identity, which is Song Zhen's ex-boyfriend.

Song Zhen stared at the row of documents, and suddenly became angry.

After copying the keyboard, he began to "crack" type, and soon, the document named Huo Wenqian had [-] more words.

Later, Song Zhen also got drunk, and fell asleep lying on the table while writing.

When I woke up again, it was already eleven o'clock at noon the next day.

Holding his aching stomach, he floated out of the study like a wandering soul.

The phone on the sofa kept buzzing, Song Zhen picked it up with a frown, and when it was about to be connected, the phone was out of battery.

He didn't care, he charged his phone and went to the kitchen to look for food.

After he had eaten and drank enough and turned on his phone, he saw the red numbers in the upper right corner of all his social apps climbed all the way, and finally surpassed 99 and turned into....

Song Zhen snorted coldly. He could guess what the information was. Anyway, he was either calling him a scumbag or calling him a scumbag.

He didn't want to make himself unhappy in the morning, so he uninstalled both Weibo and WeChat.

At this time, "Xiaojiji incoming call" popped up on the screen.

Song Zhen frowned, thinking that no matter how inhumane Jiang Ji was, he wouldn't ask him for a new script the day after he broke up in love.

He clicked on the connection casually: "Wait a minute, I'll find a headset."

He pulled out the bluetooth headset from the pile of debris on the sofa, put it on, and clicked on the bluetooth connection, but with a shake of his hand, he connected to the living room's stereo.

Jiang Ji's loud voice resounded throughout the room.

"Fourth! Did you know that Xie Zhao has returned to China!"

Xie Zhao is Song Zhen's first love.

Song Zhen wrote a script for Xie Zhao when he was a junior. In order to ensure that Xie Zhao could play the role, he gave up selling the script to a big company. Instead, he invited Jiang Ji and a senior from the director department to participate in the venture capital meeting. Rely on your own talents to get investment.

The investment was not too much, the crew was simple, and the props were rough, but a group of young people abruptly finished filming with enthusiasm, and this drama became the most popular dark horse that year.

Xie Zhao became famous overnight.

All the main creators are hot.

Song Zhen was preparing for the future with full of hope, but Xie Zhao went to the United States quietly.

In the year when Xie Zhao left, Song Zhen had a miserable life, and it was Jiang Ji who woke him up with a punch.

Song Zhenfan suddenly realized that it was just breaking up!Is it necessary to die or live?What the hell is Xie Zhao, why should he?

The people who coded were all coquettish, Song Zhen secretly opened a file, tossed Xie Zhao to his heart's content in the fantasy world, no matter how he abused him, he wrote [-] words in half a month.

Later he was with Gu Jian, and this document became Xie Zhao's epitaph.

Of course, Song Zhen sent more than one epitaph. On the whole, Xie Zhao was slightly better in terms of the number of words and the splendor of the plot. At that time, as much as he loved him, he hated how much he was a dog.

Now the owner of the epitaph cheated the corpse and returned home.

Song Zhen really wanted to pretend nothing happened, but in the end she couldn't hold back and posted Weibo and WeChat again.

The number one hot search is already #谢赵回国#, but it is immediately followed by #宋霍胡文谦分散了吗#.

Song Zhen ignored the discomfort, clicked on Xie Zhao's hot search, dragged directly to the photo without looking at the content.

The photo was taken at the airport. Xie Zhao was wearing a dark blue suit, tall and long-legged, but Song Zhen was still stunned when he saw that face.

Xie Zhao is of mixed race, with profound facial features and sharp edges and corners. His appearance is the thick and gaudy one, which looks very aggressive.However, he has a gentle personality, and when he smiles, there is a dimple on one cheek, which neutralizes the sharpness of his appearance.

But at this moment, Xie Zhao looked stern and full of alienation, and every strand of hair exuded aggression.

Song Zhen saw it suddenly, like a shell pierced his heart directly, making him hold his breath.

After a while, he realized that he was staring at his ex-boyfriend in a daze, and was so angry that he turned off Hot Search.

He scratched his head and wanted to call Jiang Ji, but the line was busy all the time, so he could only send WeChat.

[Song Zhen is the world's number one handsome man]: What is Xie Zhao doing when he comes back?

Jiang Ji didn't come back for a long time.

Song Zhen waited for a while, then unconsciously began to bite her nails.

He and Xie Zhao have been separated for seven years, and they have made several boyfriends in the middle. If it is because of love, of course it is impossible, it is nothing more than incomprehension.

They broke up suddenly back then, which was what Song Zhen always cared about. If Xie Zhao hadn't returned to China, this caring would probably wear off with time, but he just came back at this time.

Song Zhen's screenwriter's brain was extremely active, but he quickly extinguished these inspirations one by one.

Be sensible.

Xie Zhao would not return to China for him.

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel a little more at ease, and decided to withdraw the message.

However, as soon as he pressed the message, Jiang Ji's reply popped up below.

[Jiang Ji's biggest idiot in the world]: Never mind his mother Xie Zhao.

[Jiangji's biggest idiot in the world]: Do you know that Xingchen executives have changed?

[Jiangji is the biggest idiot in the world]: Damn, everyone only made an announcement when they arrived at the company. I was so stupid to know the news.

[Jiangji's No. [-] Idiot in the World]: It is said that Xingchen is going crazy. I'll go there now and you should hurry up, hurry up!

Song Zhen immediately stood up from the sofa, losing all romantic thoughts.

He and Jiang Ji's studio is hung under Xingchen Film and Television Company. Xingchen is currently one of the largest privately-owned film and television production companies in China, and can be called a giant in the film and television industry.

And now, the Big Mac has changed its leader without warning.

Song Zhen suddenly worried whether his small sampan would capsize in the huge waves.

He quickly changed his clothes and rushed down with the car keys.

The word Xie Zhao has been completely thrown out of his mind.

In front of career, ex-boyfriend is nothing.

When Song Zhen rushed to Xingchen Company, he found that everyone was extremely busy, and the whole building exuded a anxious and tense atmosphere.

Song Zhen couldn't help being infected, and raised his heart.

Jiang Ji was constantly on the phone in the lobby, and when he saw him, he waved quickly.

Song Zhen ran over and waited silently for Jiang Ji to finish his call.

"How? Did you ask? Who is the other party?"

Jiang Ji frowned and shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that it is a major shareholder. I heard that this wave of action was fast, and the high-level exchange was completed within two days. Many people did not react."

"Fuck, what a ghost, there is no news about such a big personnel transfer beforehand." Jiang Ji stroked his hair violently, "This is writing a script!"

Song Zhen was still very worried at first, but he laughed when he heard him say this: "Let you mock the business war drama I wrote before, the reality is obviously more magical than the script."

Jiang Ji: "...It's such a time, and you're still in the mood to joke around."

Song Zhen spread his hands: "What's the use of worrying? Besides, we are only hanging under the flag of Xingchen. Even if something happens, it will not affect us very much. If we are capable, we are afraid that we will not be able to eat?"

Jiang Ji was stunned, and then slapped his head: "I'm an idiot, the stars are turbulent, and the stars are turbulent, so what should we do, even if something happens, the boat is easy to turn around."

Seeing that he was no longer running around like a headless fly, Song Zhen felt relieved, suddenly felt sleepy, and yawned: "I'm going back first, I haven't woken up yet."

"Why are you leaving?" Jiang Ji hastily held him back, "It is said that the new chairman will be here in a while, and we will leave after meeting."

Song Zhen had no choice but to stay, yawned again, and muttered softly: "See you, see you, I want to see where the gods come from..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion at the gate.

He looked up and saw a man in a dark blue suit slowly walking in surrounded by a crowd.

Tears from yawning still hung in the corners of Song Zhen's eyes, and his eyes were wide open at this moment, as if struck by lightning.

My boyfriend who had been separated for many years came back and became my boss.

Which screenwriter wrote this bloody script! !