Are sand sculpture trench fans distracted today?

The trembling in Song Nuan's voice was clearly audible, but it was impossible to clearly define whether it was out of anger or sadness.

More or both.

As if afraid of being embarrassing, he pondered for a while after asking this sentence and added: "At least at the beginning, what did you think?"

"...I won't touch you."

Knowing this, Su Changle knew that he couldn't continue to hide it. He closed his eyes and replied depressedly: "If everything can develop in a good direction, BWP should be in full bloom by then and reach an unshakable level. Of course, the benefits created are not comparable to ordinary artists."

After all, even if the emotional bond is lost, how can anyone have trouble with money.

Therefore, even if they no longer need this group as a bargaining chip and only want to make money, they will not be discarded casually.

In the worst case, it may not be popular anymore.

"It's good to complement each other."

This rhetoric is quite understandable, and he nodded to show that he could accept it.

There was a regular knock on the door from Bu Shengdi, and Song Nuan stood up without hesitation and was about to walk over, but was later grabbed by the other party and brought in two takeaway boxes.

"That, Xiao Nuan."

Su Changle looked like he had held back a lot of words in his heart, and while setting the tableware on the table, he kept sending his eyes over: "Aren't you going to ask me what I think now?"

"... "

Song Nuan was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before she answered, "Do you think it's necessary?"

"Why is it unnecessary?"

He was rather stubborn and said: "I work hard on BWP out of my own considerations, and it doesn't conflict with the fact that I'm with you."

When they first came into contact with each other, they had different thoughts, completed the exchange of corresponding interests in the superficial charm, and then faced each other sincerely in the later bits and pieces, and gradually evolved to the current mode of getting along.

And no matter what Su Changle's 'mind' is, it doesn't seem to make any difference in the current situation.

BWP benefited from this. As the ace of the team, Song Nuan received the most attention and discussions, and the number of fans on Weibo continued to increase every day.

This is clearly a win-win deal.

——At the same time, it was also where he and I could not understand each other.

Song Nuan clearly saw his doubts and unreasonableness, she shrugged her shoulders and pouted several times, but in the end she still felt that no matter how she explained, it was difficult for this person to listen.

It's like I can't agree with Su Changle's point of view, and feel that there is no need to investigate the reasons behind a transaction.

If there are too many purposes and means in the relationship, so that one party can easily grasp the overall situation, you only need to wait for the other person to chase the bait and fall into the trap that you carefully prepared.

Can this really be called 'feeling'?

"The filming of "Snow and Sun" is almost finished, and Tang Shijiu will leave the group tomorrow."

Song Nuan didn't intend to continue arguing with others, she put her tired hands on the table and sighed a long time: "No matter what you have, let's talk about it after it's done."

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They have been friends since high school, and they happened to be together when they went to university.Although more relationships are partners after graduation and work, the tacit understanding is still there.

Su Changle went to Song Nuan's place several times but failed to get acquainted, and Jin She's side was not much better.

My boyfriend couldn't be found, and after several days of tossing and even calling out the monitoring, I only got a result of 'the camera was aging and damaged in the middle of the road', and I couldn't accurately chase the car.

He was in a meeting when he received this notice, and his face turned cold several degrees on the spot.

The subordinate employees were silent, and when the special assistant opened the door and came in after a few minutes, his head almost fell to the ground.

"...General Manager Sihuan called you personally and said that there is something urgent."

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"So I left a bunch of staff behind just to come over and watch you lose your nerve?"

Su Changle has been extremely healthy since Song Nuan blocked two drinks on his birthday last year. He sends notifications about quitting smoking and drinking to various groups every day. It is called restraining himself and admonishing others. He is active every day like a thief Numbered.

Why did I find a food stall to have a drink today?

Jin She frowned and stepped through the mess made up of a pile of scattered beer bottles and vomit, and when he sat on the small bench, he was particularly cautious, for fear of triggering his hidden cleanliness attributes.

"Stop displaying the young master's book. I've been with Tongtong for eight years, but I'm still so pretentious when I came to the roadside stall."

He leaned to the right and leaned against the frosted glass, raised his face and waved his hands with a smile.

"I remember that Tongtong liked the junk food in your mouth the most. When a new store opened and skipped class, he had to eat the first one...Why, it didn't affect you at all?"

"It smells bad, I don't know why you like it."

Jin She took off his coat and put it on the side, and cast a rather defiant glance at him.

"And only I can call Tongtong, I advise you to change your name as soon as possible."

"Tsk, possessiveness is quite strong."

"Stop talking nonsense, the whole place Rong Xuan has been to is about to be turned upside down by me. Tell the truth, did you send him out of the city?"

Jin She interrupted his nonsense, but still couldn't do without his little boyfriend.

"At times like this, don't tell me what a gentleman's agreement you have to follow. If you let people stay alone, what should you do if something happens? Hurry up and talk about it."

be honest.

He thought so too.

But the key point is that he doesn't know where Tong Huaiyin is now.

"I'm the one who invited you out today. Of course you have to listen to me, who is a landlord, if you want to talk about it."

Su Changle thought to himself that if he really knew, he would have babbled out by now, how could he keep pretending to be deaf and dumb after being annoyed for so long.

He raised his neck to change the subject openly, and stretched out his hand to drag Jin She to sit on his side like a little hooligan.

"The wrap-up banquet of "The Wind, Snow and Sun" is coming to an end, but Xiao Nuan won't let me pick him up, as if he really doesn't want to talk to him... So I want to ask you, did I really do something wrong?"

"! Don't get oil on me."

Jin She wrinkled his eyebrows and pulled his hands away in disgust, and he was still talking about such threats if he still kept Tong Huaiyin's whereabouts secret.

As a result, he suddenly heard the second half of the other party's sentence, and unconsciously closed his mouth slowly.

Su Changle was a year older than him, and except for the time when he was in high school, he hadn't seen such a helpless look like this for a long time.

Whether it's General Manager Sihuan or the only legal heir of the Su family, Su Changle can't be singled out for his faults.

He is smart, decisive, and good at judging the situation. He can appear in front of the public with a blockbuster, and he also understands the importance of keeping a low profile.

The word powerful was added to him more and more, and he began to become the object that many partners and friends needed to rely on.

Although it is true.

But deep down, no one has a vulnerable place.

Jin She sighed, opened a new bottle of cold beer and poured it directly into his stomach.

"It's just an ordinary little star. You own an entertainment company. If you like it, how hard can it be to find another one?"

"You also think I'm doing something wrong, don't you?"

Su Changle understood what the other party meant, and pointed it out with a smile without the slightest shyness: "We don't need to be polite, just say what you have to say."

"I know you have no other better choice."

He frowned slightly, and spoke intermittently. It is not difficult to see how rich his mental activities are.

"...It's just that if the same situation is placed on me, I probably can't think of such a method."

The person in front of him is a serious young master who was taken out of the money jar. Of course, his family concept is stronger than that of a half-way monk like him, and he doesn't have any rampant gangster spirit.

So even when it comes to the ruthlessness of being the master of the house, Jin She's way of handling things is far more decent than himself.

Su Changle knew what he meant very well, grinning, he couldn't tell if he was about to cry or laugh.

"I know what kind of virtue I am, and I never need others to approve my approach. As long as the final result is what I want, then it is not considered a failure."

He had been drinking alone for quite a long time before this, and now he was getting drunk after saying these words, and he was wobbly, showing signs of knocking on the table.

"BWP is running very well, and Mu Zongjian's accidental joining has saved me a lot of trouble...Everything is developing in the direction I desire."

There is only one accident here for Song Nuan.

It seems insignificant, but every time he wants to abandon it, he can always vividly come alive in his heart, clamoring to prove the meaning of his existence.

"Are you trying to say that you like him?"

Jin She thought it was ridiculous: "There is such a disparity in background and education, even if Uncle Su can pass, how long do you think this relationship will last?"

"Disparity? I don't think so."

After so much time, setting sprays have lost their usefulness.Su Changle shook his head and retorted slowly, while Liu Haier lay softly on his forehead, with a lazy and dejected posture.

"I didn't realize it at first, but the more we get along, the more I feel that Xiaonuan and I are the same kind of person."

He strained his eyelids and gave a sincere rebuttal to Jin She's rhetorical question just now.

"He's like me in my teens who never met anyone."

I fell into the quagmire very early and couldn't get out, and climbed up with difficulty with a little chance. The first reaction to strangers was to erect the thorns on my body to protect myself.

Because there is nothing, there is no concern.

Jin She was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he sighed and replied: "It happened so many years ago, so there is nothing to mention."

"The experience of youth is so precious, take it out and tell me what's wrong."

Su Changle shrugged indifferently: "At that time, you always said that I was a wild and fierce stray dog... Don't you remember it?"