The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Song Zhixia didn't sleep very well that night, Chen Ye only texted him back in the middle of the night, asking how he was doing, Song Zhixia replied that he was fine.

Chu Jing stayed in the ward all the time. After Song Zhixia finished his porridge, he cleaned up quietly, and then said in a low voice, "Sleep, with me here, there will be no sneak shots by Yu Ji."

Those were the last words Song Zhixia heard before going to bed.

After waking up, Song Zhixia found that he had returned home.

The air conditioner is as soft as a cloud feather, covering the body as light as nothing.

He sat up sleepily from the bed, through the open door, he caught a glimpse of a figure busy in the kitchen outside.

The man probably didn't know how to cook, and while looking down at the recipe, he was adding things to the pot inexperiencedly.

Before the water in the pot boiled dry, he poured oil into it, and the oil splashed everywhere. The man took a step back in shock, and subconsciously stood in front of him with the spatula.

On weekdays, I can quickly make decisions on tens of millions of projects, and split and understand various information, but now I have difficulties in these few pots, showing cramped.

This scene is not unfunny, the suit shirt on his body has not been changed, and he is not even wearing an apron.

Song Zhixia couldn't hold back the corners of his lips curved slightly.

He threw off the quilt and got out of bed and walked into the living room.

Hearing the movement, Chu Jing turned his head, and there was a mess on the kitchen counter, and there were black unidentified objects in the trash can. He kept his body sideways to block the trash can, trying his best to maintain his calm appearance:

"You woke up, there were too many people in the hospital, so I brought you back."

Song Zhixia turned on the phone to check the news, without looking up: "Then how did you open the door?"

Chu Jing looked away: "Before entering the door, I discussed with you, and then I took the key out of your pocket."

Good guy, he didn't seem to wake up then?

Song Zhixia sent director Qin the news that today's play will be late, then looked up at him, motionless.

Chu Jing felt a little guilty from this look, and apologized politely: "I'm sorry, there will be no next time. I made porridge for you, would you like some?"

Song Zhixia didn't continue to dwell on this issue, walked to the dining table and sat down: "Okay."

Chu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, he turned and walked towards the sink to see the food in the pot.

But looking at it this way, he was completely stunned.

The pancakes fried in the pan did not know when they were mushy, so he turned off the fire.

Chu Jing put the lid on the pot without changing his face, and turned to put porridge in the rice cooker.

Fortunately, the porridge did not overturn.

Two bowls of porridge were served, but there were no other side dishes.

Fortunately, Song Zhixia didn't dislike him, and he ate whatever he was given. He drank porridge quietly, and the morning sun shone through the window, melting a layer of warm velvet around him. Hold the spoon in one hand, and when you lower your head, your eyelashes will look longer and thicker.

The whole scene is like a carefully drawn painting.

Chu Jing coughed twice, lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge. He murmured unconsciously, "I thought cooking was very simple."

Every time he went home before, Song Zhixia would prepare a meal in advance and wait for him. He had seen Song Zhixia's appearance in the kitchen with ease, so he thought it was not a difficult task.

The voice was too low, Song Zhixia couldn't hear clearly, what about him?Noisy, looked up at him.

Chu Jing quickly changed his words: "It turns out that cooking is so interesting, I'll go back and study it carefully."

"No need," Song Zhixia said tactfully, "Your talent may be elsewhere."

Chu Jing was silent for a while, so he didn't make a sound for the next time.

After finishing the porridge, Chu Jing went to work, Song Zhixia returned to the set, and the two parted ways.

Recently, Zixing's reputation plummeted. After Bai Qi's incident was exposed, fans collectively lost their fans, and the entire company faced countless huge compensations. Song Zhixia terminated the contract smoothly.

When choosing the next company, Chen Ye considered many options, but after comprehensive consideration, Chu Entertainment was the most beneficial to Song Zhixia's development. After he informed Song Zhixia of this result, Song Zhixia replied that he only considered personal development.

Qin Chengyue also knew that Song Zhixia was going to choose a new company, so he specially called Song Zhixia aside after the show to ask him about his plans.

For Song Zhixia, Qin Chengyue is a respectable elder, he did not hide anything, and told him all: "I have chosen many companies with Brother Chen, maybe Chu's Entertainment will be more suitable for me."

Hearing the words Chu's Entertainment, Qin Chengyue was startled: "Oh, Chu's Entertainment, that's an old company with a big business. Have you signed a contract yet?"

Song Zhixia shook his head: "Not yet."

Qin Chengyue looked at him, wanting to poach someone: "I know an old friend who also opened a studio. Do you want to sign him? They are Beiyan Studio, and they have good qualifications. They will treat newcomers better."

Song Zhixia smiled: "Thank you Director Qin for your love, I will meet you sometime."

When he laughed, his blue eyes were slightly curved, like a crooked moon, indescribably agile.

The demeanor is very similar to a person.

Qin Chengyue was in a daze, and couldn't help asking: "You really don't know Lin Yi?"

He asked Song Zhixia this question at the audition scene before, and he responded indifferently at the time, as if he was an irrelevant person.

As soon as he said this, Qin Chengyue felt abrupt and laughed twice: "It's amazing to see that you look like an old friend of mine."

Song Zhixia restrained his expression a bit: "Are you friends with Lin Yi?"

"Yes," Qin Chengyue paused, his thoughts drifting away, "20 years ago, the entertainment circle was full of stars, and you probably weren't born at that time."

"There is a little girl named Lin Yi, who became famous all over the country with her palm dance. Everyone she met said she was beautiful. If everyone is a star, then she is the only moon."

A faint light appeared in Qin Chengyue's eyes, as if he had returned to the past.

"At that time, everyone who made a movie would look for her, but she was so stubborn that she insisted on staying with her friends and being their dancer."

"Do you think it's strange? He obviously has the capital of being famous, but he is willing to only get a script for a stand-in."

"Everyone advised her to take more scripts and walk more while she was still young, but she didn't listen. She said that if she could be popular, her friends would also be popular."

Qin Chengyue paused when he said this, and laughed dumbfoundedly: "Do you think she is too sincere? In my opinion, these are no friends, they are almost comparable to real sisters, but it's a pity..."

It's a pity that the meteor fell, and the glory of the past was no longer there.

The sigh was too low to be heard, and Qin Chengyue didn't continue talking.

As he spoke, Song Zhixia's head began to ache again, and he tried his best to keep his voice steady: "What's her friend's name?"

Qin Chengyue said casually, "You know her too, Chu Rou, and she came to our film crew to film."

As if struck by a heavy hammer, there was a long-lasting echo.

Chu Rou.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry there is no Day Five

The reason is that I took the cat to see a doctor today and was diagnosed with cat plague + calicivirus

The doctor said there was little chance of a cure, and the whole person collapsed

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感谢在2021-08-0720:56:52~2021-08-0822:00:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Jiangyi 1;

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