Great God's Feeding Rules

"Yesterday," Bei Ye deliberately ignored his dissatisfaction, and smiled to himself, "Director Lu said that you have a good image, do you have any plans to change careers?"

Fang Zuo looked at him and said nothing, only thinking in his heart that he still looks like a human under the skin of the Internet, and the scumbag's nature is exposed as soon as he meets.

"I'll think about it after you get into the circle." With a smile on his face, Fang Zuo didn't bother to pay attention to his question.

Bei Ye seemed to have guessed his reaction long ago, stood up, walked around the table and walked to him, suddenly, pressed both hands on both sides of the swivel chair, and circled him.

The two were very close, and Fang Zuo could clearly feel Bei Ye's breathing. His body carried a faint lemon fragrance, enveloping Fang Zuo's whole body.

His face was a little hot, Fang Zuo clenched his hands tightly, and looked up to see Beiye's handsome face. He tried hard to restrain his breathing, and stared at Beiye who pretended to be calm: "If there is nothing else, I'm going out to work. .”

Bei Ye looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth looked a little frivolous, he nodded and straightened up: "Then please bring your office supplies in."

Fang Zuo's pretended relaxed smile froze, he was stunned, what?

"Just kidding," Bei Ye walked around Fang Zuo's defensive distance, "I'm here for a meeting, so I won't disturb your work."

The implication was that he was just trying to find something to tease him on purpose. Fang Zuo suppressed the anger between his brows and wanted to leave the office as soon as possible, but he heard Bei Ye say: "You are so afraid of me. Yesterday, I just wanted to say hello. .”

Fang Zuo looked at him incredulously for a while, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, but seeing his seemingly fake smile, especially what he did to himself in front of Su Yi, Fang Zuo didn't feel that Bei Ye is in such a good mood just to greet politely.

In the end, he still insisted on his previous answer. He had to leave early only because of something in the school. Beiye didn't ask any more questions, and Fang Zuo was relieved.

After the work account was hung up, the pop-up window flickered. Fang Zuo saw that it was a message from Beiye, and the time was last night.

At that stage, it seemed that the chapter had just been updated, and when his private account popped up a group message.

"The article has been updated, Editor Fang."

Just a report, right?

But Fang Zuo had another thought in his heart, because he knew that he was a fan of his novels, and because he was always urging him, so he notified him at the same time as the update.

Fang Zuo looked back at the office, frowning slightly.

Suddenly, the door of the office was opened, and a smiling face appeared inside the door, meeting his gaze staring there.

Fang Zuo hurriedly looked away, patted his face, and drove away Bei Ye's smile just now.

This man definitely has clairvoyance!

Because of the script, Bei Ye has been really busy recently. Yin Xiu even specifically explained to him that he would visit Bei Ye's house from time to time. Listening to his tone of voice, it seems that if no one visits him, Bei Ye will Sudden death in the middle of the night, or starvation on the way.

Fang Zuo really couldn't imagine how such a living person couldn't live a good life, but when he went to Beiye's house after a week, he really believed that what the editor-in-chief said was true.

Beiye probably devoted himself to the transition between the script and the novel after returning home from the meeting that day. He didn’t know how many times he had schizophrenia. When Fang Zuo saw him, Beiye’s unshaven beard scared him. With a jump, the usually bright eyes dimmed a lot.

The moment he opened the door, Beiye turned around and continued to struggle with the computer. Fang Zuo walked all the way, and there were garbage thrown by Beiye at his feet. Fortunately, he still knew how to pack the garbage, but his clothes were not so lucky. The sofa, the floor, were lost everywhere, which was very different from the usual glamorous Beiye.

Fang Zuo wondered, wondering how Beiye could endure such a messy room?

"Lunch." Luckily, Fang Zuo had the foresight to put down the takeaway he brought over, and sighed as he looked at the mess under his feet, "How do you usually live?"

"Yin Xiu will order someone to deliver meals at regular intervals." Bei Ye raised his head buried in front of the computer, and looked at Fang Zuo with dull eyes, "You can leave when you put the things down."

Fang Zuo never thought that one day, his idol would appear in front of him like this, but at the same time, he seemed to understand something.

For Beiye, his creation of inspiration does not require anyone to intervene. Sometimes the more lonely he is, the more he pushes himself to the point where he cannot avoid it, and inspiration will flow into his mind continuously. The loneliness of life cannot be called loneliness. After all, success always has to pay something.

Fang Zuo kept silent, watching him finish his meal, pack up the garbage, throw away his clothes, and throw his clothes into the washing machine to be washed. When he finished all this, Bei Ye was still immersed in his own world.

Looking at the time, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and there were only a few buckets of instant noodles left in Beiye's storage, but miraculously, there were still two eggs in the refrigerator.

Fang Zuo glanced at Bei Ye in surprise, and went into the kitchen.

Bei Ye took his attention away from the computer screen after sniffing the scent of noodles. He was a little slow to react. Seeing Fang Zuo coming out of the kitchen, he blinked: "Why didn't you leave?"

It's hard for him to make such a big noise without disturbing Beiye, Fang Zuo put his face down, ignoring his question: "I'll leave after eating."

Beiye rubbed his sore shoulders. The film and television adaptation of the novel was almost ready. The script crew was in a hurry to get it. In addition, the new book on the website was still being serialized. This week, he hardly had a good night's sleep.

When Fang Zuo came, he had finished more than half of the script and was finishing the finishing work. After several hours of busy work, he didn't even remember to eat. The lunch that Fang Zuo brought had been silently sitting in the corner, unopened. .

"I'm hungry." Bei Ye sat down opposite Fang Zuo.

"You don't have much food left," Fang Zuo signaled that the only instant noodles he had left were the ones in front of him, "I used the eggs in the refrigerator."

Bei Ye was holding up chopsticks and stuffing them into his mouth, when he heard his voice, he raised his eyes: "That was bought by Yin Xiu before."

It was as if he knew the implication of Fang Zuo's words.

Beiye was really hungry, and in the end he wiped out what Fang Zuo had left for him, but asked, "Are you hungry?"

With such a calm tone, Fang Zuo doubted that the person in front of him was still Beiye himself. He shook his head and consciously went to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Beiye: "It's almost finished, I can do the rest tidy."

Fang Zuo wanted to laugh a little, but he raised his eyes and met Bei Ye's meaningful eyes, his heart suddenly beat wildly, and his palms were also hot.

He moved his eyes down and saw the wrist that was held by Bei Ye, and he realized that something was wrong. He struggled twice and retracted his hand. He cleared his throat, and his eyes wandered: "Then I'm leaving."

Bei Ye didn't speak. He watched Fang Zuo slowly walking towards the entrance, and said in a deep voice, "Take the key away."