[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Gu Zhanqiao didn't know when she fell asleep, she only knew that after closing her eyes at a certain moment, and opening them again, she seemed to be awake.

The body is slightly sore and limp, but extremely satisfied.

She didn't feel that Mo Tongtong was beside her. After turning over, she saw Mo Tongtong sitting on the computer desk beside her. Because the curtains were not drawn, the room was dim and hazy, and only the soft light of the computer shone on Mo Tongtong. face.

She put her face on the quilt and looked at Mo Tongtong who was concentrating on it. She was expressionless on the other side, and the shadow of her eyelashes covered her eyelids, making her look deep and mysterious.

The way she focused on something had a breathless charm, and Gu Zhanqiao couldn't help but start to be in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Tongtong stretched his muscles and bones a little, and then turned around.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and it always felt as if there was something more that was not there before.

It seems to be because of the lustrous water in the eyes, or maybe it is some kind of tacit understanding after getting closer.

Even the slight embarrassment in the past disappeared, Gu Zhanqiao stared at Mo Tongtong in a daze, and Mo Tongtong looked at Gu Zhanqiao, feeling like she was looking at the closest person in her life.

After a long time, Gu Zhanqiao looked away shyly.

Because she remembered what happened last night - she never expected that Mo Tongtong's usual indifferent appearance, it turned out that when she really got started, she didn't even have any hesitation.

Seeing Gu Zhanqiao avoiding her gaze, Mo Tongtong felt a little disappointed for some unknown reason.

Along with the loss was nervousness and bewilderment.

She found that she really wanted to reach out and hug Gu Zhanqiao, kiss her or rub her. She exuded an unparalleled attraction, which made her self-control gradually lose control.

In order to divert her attention and forget about this loss of control, Mo Tongtong said, "Do you want to take a shower? I'll put hot water for you."

Gu Zhanqiao nodded while wrapping herself in the quilt, and buried half of her face in the soft velvet quilt—she somewhat felt that Mo Tongtong's eyes made her feel shy.

Mo Tongtong went into the bathroom and put hot water out, waited for a while and said, "It should be ready."

She looked at Gu Zhanqiao with burning eyes.

Gu Zhanqiao originally thought that she could get out of bed directly, but under such gaze, she only felt that she was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the cutting board, and goose bumps appeared on her body.

She couldn't help asking: "Are you just staring at me?"

Mo Tongtong said, "Yes."

Gu Zhanqiao's face turned red for a while, and she wanted to tell Mo Tongtong to turn around, but she always seemed to feel that doing so would compromise her own aura, so she didn't want to say that.

Mo Tongtong took it for granted, so of course she had to take it for granted.

So after a brief hesitation, she lifted the quilt fearlessly, regardless of her flushed body, stared at the strong pressure in her heart, and went to take a bath naked/striped as usual.

In the next second, she fell into a warm embrace, and her arms were tightly bound together with her body.

She was immersed in the fragrance, dizzy and weak, and the memories of yesterday kept coming back.

By the way, she also remembered that when she took a shower on the day of the party, she was sure that she must not be dreaming that day, Mo Tongtong must have done something to her.

Mo Tongtong hugged her without saying a word, just stared at her deeply, then kissed her cheek and lips.

In this way, the whole person is relaxed and satisfied again.

Lu Sanbao didn't sleep well all night.

In the middle of the night, my eyes went dark for a moment, as if I had a nightmare, and when I woke up sweating profusely, it was dawn.

He picked up his phone and saw that there was no text message or call, and he logged on to QQ without giving up—there was news on QQ, and Chang Weiying was more anxious than him, asking since the early morning, "Has the Great God replied?"

The others were about Gu Zhanqiao's work. Lu Sanbao watched it patiently, and felt that these jobs were all rubbish compared with his own movies.

——Alas... So, did Mr. Mutong read their materials...

Mo Tongtong really didn't finish watching.

Usually, she is not a workaholic, but she really didn't have much to do before, and her hand speed is also fast, so she gave people the illusion of high productivity.

In fact, if something happened to her, she would definitely put her work aside.

For example, cook something for Gu Zhanqiao.

Mo Tongtong herself wanted to cook some light and delicate food, but Gu Zhanqiao looked at the ceiling because of the picture on Weibo, and said that she wanted to eat Malatang, and there should be soft deep-fried dough sticks in it.

There was no shortage of condiments, but the fritters had to be made fresh, because there was no flour—not even convenience stores, so Mo Tongtong first asked the neighbors if they had any.

There is only one neighbor in their family, and that is Lu Sanbao.

After receiving the reply, Lu Sanbao quickly replied "Yes!", and then knocked on the door of Mo Tongtong's house three or ten minutes later.

Mo Tongtong looked hesitantly at Lu Sanbao's panting and sweating profusely, and said, "You just went shopping."

Lu Sanbao shook his head: "No, it's just that he walks slowly, taking only one step of stairs in a minute. Alas, my physical fitness is not good."

Mo Tongtong: "..."

Mo Tongtong didn't have any obsession to expose Lu Sanbao's lies, but felt that it was not easy for the other party.

She knew what it was for, and she was in a good mood today, so she said, "I will reply to you tomorrow, you don't need to be in a hurry."

Lu Sanbao nodded: "I know, I know, this matter cannot be rushed."

"...Do you want to eat something together?"

Lu Sanbao rubbed his hands, refused wisely, turned around and went downstairs.

The fermentation time of the flour was too long. By the time the fritters were fried, Gu Zhanqiao had already finished the soup.

So the fritters turned into snacks and entered Gu Zhanqiao's stomach. After eating these, she rubbed her stomach and said with satisfaction: "I'm finally full. I always feel tired after doing something."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned red again after he realized it.

She looked at Mo Tongtong, and saw that although Mo Tongtong didn't make a sound, the smile on her face with her head down was obvious, so she threw herself at her in embarrassment.

The two rolled into a ball on the sofa, panting again, hugging and kissing each other as they fell in love.

It was snowing lightly outside, but the sun was as warm as usual, and the winter sun ironed like a ball of cotton wool.

Snowflakes fluttered down, melted into dew on the treetops, and slid off the dark bark.

Under the warm sun and above the ice and snow, this moment seems to be eternity.

Although she lived without shame or impatience, Mo Tongtong still finished reading the treatment sent by Lu Sanbao in the middle of the night.

After all, this is also the movie that Gu Zhanqiao wants to make.

In addition to a few short films, there are also their plans for subsequent filming. Looking carefully, it is not a castle in the air, but every sentence makes sense.

And the quality of the short film sent over is really good, even if it looks like it now, the subject matter is sharp and aura is compelling.

As a result, Mo Tongtong began to feel that her original script was too thin.

In the final analysis, this is just a romance novel, and from the very beginning, it has never left a name in history.

She clicked on Lu Sanbao's last document, and saw a piece of post-reading impression.

It's really a post-reading review. The name of the article is "Feelings after Reading <Dream of Flowers>", which is similar to the post-reading post-reading homework of the holiday masterpiece in elementary school.

She was surprised at first, but after scanning a line, she fell into a daze.

Like Gu Zhanqiao, what he saw seemed to be another story.

In the last line, he said that he believed that the story described personal struggle and redemption, and at the same time alluded to love and loneliness in modern society.

The signature is Chang Weiying.

In this way, there is naturally a second article written by Lu Sanbao.

Lu Sanbao's conclusion is even more illusory. He believes that Hua Qing is the reality, and everything about Fan Qiongjia is just a dream of Hua Qing watching with cold eyes.

Looking at the whole article, Mo Tongtong felt that what he said made sense.

Although she is the original author, she was convinced!

Just because of this, she became more interested in Lu Sanbao and Chang Weiying's films.

She was inexplicably excited, and suddenly felt that she was about to realize a dream she had had for a long time.

This dream was originally thrown aside by herself, and she thought it was just a dispensable decoration, but now it is finally turning into a crown.

——Maybe it will be worn on Gu Zhanqiao's head.

But she still hesitated, so she wanted to discuss it with someone.

After looking around, I can only find Xie Fangcong.

She poked Xie Fangcong, and as soon as she sent "Are you there", Xie Fangcong sent a series of exclamation points——

Five Stones:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Wufangshi: Great God, you are still awake!

Wufangshi: I thought I wouldn’t be able to see you after my biological clock fell down.

Mutong: ...

Mo Tongtong began to doubt her decision.

Wufangshi: I am, I am, and I will always be here!

Mutong: Well, I'm fine.

Wufangshi: ＿(:3」∠)＿Don’t do this, I’m just a little excited, my studio will start the first program soon.

Mutong: Congratulations.

Wufangshi: Just ask me about the studio situation at this time!

Mu Tong: ... What kind of studio.

Wu Fangshi: Didn't I say that, I decided to develop into the entertainment industry!So I decided to open an entertainment gossip and talk show.

Wufangshi: The first guest is you! !

Mu Tong: Goodbye.

Wufangshi: I'm joking about holding back, so what's the matter with you, Tongtong.

Xie Fangcong seemed to have finally calmed down.

It seems that what the other party said about the long-term biological upside-down should be correct. If you don't follow the development of all things from ancient times to the present, it is easy to become abnormal.

But Mo Tongtong still said that Xie Fangcong still has some opinions on this kind of matter, so she said——

Mu Tong: I want to shoot "Dream of Flowers".

After sending this line of words, she began to wait for Wufangshi's reply. She thought it would only take a few seconds, but after a long time, there was a dead silence on the other side.

Mo Tongtong checked the time and found that 5 minutes had passed.

She was a little worried, and urged——

Mu Tong: What's wrong with you?

Two minutes later, Xie Fangcong said——

Wufangshi: My brain restarted just now, and it felt like a virus had entered.

Mutong: ...

Wufangshi: I hit the wall, washed my face, read the chat history, and it was not a dream!

Wufangshi: Who shoots?which one?

Mo Tongtong gave the general situation.

Sure enough, Xie Fangcong strongly objected, thinking that Mo Tongtong was crazy.

Wufangshi: Since seven or eight years ago, large and small companies have been looking for you to buy copyrights. At least they have formal channels. Now you want to give an incomparably precious rough diamond to a group of people who have never even touched a diamond. Rookie deal?Are you crazy?

Mo Tongtong was not as intense as Xie Fangcong thought.

In fact, when I first wavered, besides Gu Zhanqiao’s relationship, there was another reason—this book was written in a very rough situation, and she always felt that sometimes inspiration and enthusiasm were more important than commercialization. The advanced assembly line production brings more moving charm.

She hoped that Xie Fang would come to a conclusion after more consideration like her.

She sent all the materials at hand, saying that she hoped that Xie Fangcong could take a look.

Mutong: Take a look.

Mutong: There is also the matter of the guests, you can tell me when the time comes.

After typing this sentence, Mo Tongtong herself was in a daze.

She had never thought she would say such a thing before.

She felt that some things that were worthless and slightly troublesome before seemed to be exuding more and more intense heat.

It also made her heart burn hot.

Gu Zhanqiao on the bed suddenly muttered to himself.

Mo Tongtong didn't hear clearly, but turned her head subconsciously.

She turned over, exposing her belly.

Mo Tongtong walked over and reached out to pull the quilt back up again, then lowered her head and planted a light kiss on the other's forehead.

Gu Zhanqiao in her sleep showed a sweet smile.

Mo Tongtong couldn't help but also smiled along with her, and then whispered in her ear: "Good night."

The one who gave me a new life.