Pure Love Guide ABO

"Teacher Jiang?"

I held my breath subconsciously, almost thinking that I had misheard.Why would Teacher Jiang say that?

"Don't make this script." Teacher Jiang's voice continued, but quickly became calmer, "Your script is adapted, right? Has it been approved by the parties involved?"

I was stunned by the question.I don't know if the screenwriter has gone to the person involved, but I feel weird after hearing what Teacher Jiang said. Why does Teacher Jiang care so much about this matter?

"I don't know, I have to ask the screenwriter," I became a little anxious, "But Mr. Jiang, I don't have the final say on this matter, I, I have no right—"

"He doesn't want anyone to bring up this matter again. Don't ask any more." Teacher Jiang's tone became a little indifferent, "Chen Zhima is rotten, there is no need to bring it up as a laughing stock."

"Mr. Jiang, although we may not be doing a good job, absolutely no one wants to make him a laughing stock. We, we want to appeal to everyone to shut down and pay attention to this unfair thing."

I stuttered a bit, because the idea of ​​the script was out of my control, but I knew it was definitely not what Mr. Jiang said.

"No matter what." He said, "You can't shoot, and it's impossible to shoot anything."

These words have reached the point where it is extremely ugly.I turned over and got off the bed, standing barefoot on the ground.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know the client? Or..."

I had a guess in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it.Because it is too difficult.If that party is Mr. Jiang—then... I find myself completely confused and don't know what to do.

"Little late."

Teacher Jiang paused.

"It's none of your business."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

My first reaction was surprise rather than anger.I completely forgot that I was still barefoot, and directly dialed the screenwriter's phone number, and quickly walked to the fat man's desktop to turn on the screen, ready to search for information to confirm my thoughts.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

After the screenwriter connected, the voice was lazy, probably just finished taking a nap.

"Sister Sun, I would like to ask, isn't the script of our group adapted? Where did you hear about the prototype?"

"Well." The screenwriter seemed a little hesitant, "Why are you asking this?"

I thought about it, and chose to omit the details. To be honest, someone contacted me and said that the prototype knew that we were going to make a micro-movie, and was very dissatisfied with it.

"The prototype contacted you?" The screenwriter seemed very surprised, but then turned cold, "Whether he agrees to do something or not, the adaptation is not against the law, and I have done a lot of artistic processing, which most people would never think of. on him."

I don't quite agree with this statement, but in order to find out the specific source, I had no choice but to agree, and then carefully asked where she saw it.

I said, I want to see it too, to see if that person is lying to me.

"It's just a micro movie, why are there so many dramas," the screenwriter muttered, "I'll send you the news I watched."

After speaking, I hung up.

I breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed my phone and opened WeChat, nervously waiting for the screenwriter's link.

After reading the news report, I searched for the entry again, and then immediately called Mr. Jiang.

I think I should talk to him.Regardless of whether this movie can be made or not.

Because after watching the news, I can’t even express my specific feelings—but I think Teacher Jiang definitely needs comfort.

The phone rang three times before Teacher Jiang answered it.

"Teacher Jiang." I swallowed nervously. I thought he wouldn't answer, and I was ready to call him until he shut down the phone, "I... I read the news report of Hongshan Village back then. I'm sorry. "

I don't know what to say.I just wanted to apologize for some of the things I said just now without knowing the situation.

Teacher Jiang responded with heavy breathing.

After a long time, he gave a soft "hmm".

"Mr. Jiang, can we meet?" I said hastily, "I, I have something to say."

"Xiao Chi, let's do it another day." Teacher Jiang's voice suddenly became very gentle, as if we had returned to the time when we were still a teacher-student relationship. "I'm very tired now."

I don't intend to give up.

"Mr. Jiang, I, I must say." I said excitedly.

This time he was silent for a moment, and finally reported his address on the other end of the phone.

"I reminded you. Xiao Chi," Teacher Jiang's voice was so tender, as if he was reciting a love poem to his lover, but the words he said were full of threats.

"Better not to come."

The address Mr. Jiang gave turned out to be a bar.

Located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center - "Anne of Green Gables".

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I took a taxi.

Seeing the night getting darker, I clutched my shoulder bag, feeling a little guilty.Am I right?Will it backfire?

But I don't want to give up.

Even if it's for Teacher Jiang...

I mustered up the courage to push open the closed door of the bar, plastered with various exaggerated skull patterns.

Before stepping in, the thick and substantial smell of alcohol and cigarettes in the bar rushed towards me, making me choke and cough.

I frowned and walked in.

The light in the bar was dim, and you could see the crowd reveling on the huge dance floor at a glance, and the blaring music made me almost think I was going deaf.

The waiter at the bar saw me, and quickly came over with a plate, and glanced at me with his big eyeballs painted with eyeliner.

"Xiansen, which booth do you want?"

It was the first time I came to this kind of place, and I didn't know the rules very well, and I was even more afraid that I would be slaughtered without knowing it, so I quickly said that I was here to find someone.

"Oh, good, you can call us anytime if you need anything." So the waiter walked away.

I sighed, squeezed my bag tightly, and began to search for traces of Mr. Jiang.There are too many people on the dance floor, so I don’t plan to look for it for the time being, besides, Mr. Jiang doesn’t look like he can dance; he can see clearly from the bar, but after a quick glance, he doesn’t seem to see Mr. Jiang, but just in case I missed it, I still walked over.

But before I got close, someone grabbed my shoulder.

"Where is the kid from?" The person holding me was a beautiful big sister with half curly hair and a shawl. She smiled at me, "This is my first time here? Are you interested in playing with my sisters?"

I was taken aback and waved my hands quickly.

"Don't worry, we're not bad people." She said, approaching suddenly as if she wanted to sniff my neck.

I was startled and had to push her away.

"No, I, I'm not an Omega." I hurriedly explained.

"Oh, it doesn't matter." The eldest sister blew into my ear, "Spray something, it's the same on the bed."

I was startled, and hurried to the side to hide.

Fortunately, she saw that I was reluctant, so she didn't approach me any more, and shrugged her shoulders.

"Relax, sister doesn't eat people."

But I had already run far away, and I just wanted to find Teacher Jiang quickly.

The bar is really a scary place, if you are not careful, you will be abducted by Alpha to sleep, it is really scary, help!

Although I looked around the bar very carefully, I still didn't find Mr. Jiang.

In desperation, I could only proceed carefully to the dance floor.Seeing the men and women shaking their arms above their heads on the dance floor, I was so nervous that my hairs stood on end.I prayed that I would not be touched in the dark.

But when I got really close to the dance floor, I realized that I was thinking too naively—this kind of crowdedness was equivalent to being touched all over my body.

Teacher Jiang, where are you?

I want to cry but have no tears.I want to call him, but it's so noisy here, I guess I can't hear anything.

So I gritted my teeth and squeezed in.

I saw a platform in the crowd, as if someone was twisting their ass on a vertical steel pipe.

Is this the legendary pole dance?

I continued to squeeze in blankly.

But after squeezing in for 3 minutes, I still couldn't find Mr. Jiang.

"Teacher Jiang!" I simply let go of my voice and shouted, "Where are you?"

Anyway, no one will hear it, I thought to myself.

Unexpectedly, when I yelled for the third time, my waist was suddenly embraced by a pair of hands, and I fell backwards.

I was so frightened that I fell into a warm embrace before I had time to struggle.At the same time, the light bulb suddenly burst out with a gorgeous rainbow light, which made my eyes dizzy and I couldn't see anything clearly.

All I could feel was a hand lifting my chin, and the familiar scent of tobacco leaves approaching.

I think I've found you.

But before I could speak, a warm kiss fell on my lips.I flinched instinctively—I feel very embarrassed that there are so many people around me.

But Mr. Jiang's fingers began to gently tickle my chin.

"Open your mouth."

He whispered in my ear.

It was like a spell, and I could only obediently deepen the kiss after I fell under the spell.

After Mr. Zhang explored me inside and out, I was dragged out of the dance floor panting.

"Teacher Jiang..."

I was a little embarrassed to be held by him, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

"I saw it."

Unexpectedly, Teacher Jiang answered with a chuckle.

What?You have already seen me, and you still let me look for it for so long!

I'm a little annoyed.

"Because you look so cute when you get lost."

Teacher Jiang added lightly.

I took a deep breath and quickly ended this topic.

"Teacher Jiang, let's find a place to sit."

"Do it in such a hurry?"

Teacher Jiang gave me a meaningful smile back, emphatically reading the last word.

I froze for a moment to react, half ashamed.

Why on earth did I think this old hooligan was nice?

Although the atmosphere is good, I still intend to get to the point as soon as possible.

After Mr. Jiang and I sat down far away from the dance floor, we stared straight at Mr. Jiang.

"Mr. Jiang, I think... what happened back then was not your fault."