The gold master is my diehard fan

Song Qingwen rubbed his eyes, stood up and took a deep breath, put away the phone from the sofa, and went back to the bedroom to find the bank card.If I remember correctly, I should have saved some money, but once I hand over 50, I think I will go bankrupt.

It's ashamed to say, it's really sad, I haven't made much money for so many years, and I pay Song Wei [-] from time to time, plus my own daily expenses, I really don't have enough money.

The moment Song Qingwen found the bank card, he grabbed it in his hand and secretly made up his mind that this was the last time. Song Wei has been more or less caring about his own money for so many years and has become more and more insatiable. This is not a good idea. omen.

Liang Sheng was sitting in a box with three friends sitting beside him. They looked either rich or expensive, and they were in their 20s.

There was a fruit plate and several bottles of wine on the table in front of them. Liang Sheng narrowed his eyes and poured himself a glass. He played with the empty glass and said calmly, "Have you ever raised a starlet?"

Hearing what he said, Mu Fangzhou immediately showed a wretched smile that didn't match his appearance: "Did you make a bag? Isn't it pretty?"

pretty?Can't help but think of Song Qingwen's fixed makeup photos, with charming eyes like silk, cold and noble, if she is beautiful, she can afford it.

Liang Sheng nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a touch of tenderness: "It looks good."

Shen Hanzhi patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a glass of wine: "Liang Sheng, let me tell you, this kind of person is just for fun, this circle is very chaotic."

His voice was full of contempt. Liang Sheng was a little displeased. He glanced at him sharply, took the wine and put it on the table without any trace, and didn't drink it.

"So what do you want to ask?"

Mo Zhe stroked his glasses, and took a panoramic view of Liang Sheng's emotions. It was a little interesting. Liang Sheng didn't look like he was just playing around, but rather cared about that little star.

Liang Sheng pursed his lips and looked at Mo Zhe: "I want to ask, what should I do if I want to have a relationship with him? He doesn't seem to like me."

Mu Fangzhou slapped his thigh, and began to come up with bad ideas: "Buy bags, buy cosmetics, buy clothes, give resources, and make her a queen."

Anyway, just buy it. For such a mentally handicapped behavior, Liang Sheng gave him a disdainful look, a rich man.

Suddenly realizing something, Liang Sheng increased his volume, and said solemnly: "By the way, I forgot to mention, he is a man."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. Some unknown emotions flashed in Shen Hanzhi's eyes, and then he picked up the wine glass on the table with a gloomy expression and drank it down.

Mo Zhe was much calmer. He looked at Liang Sheng with his eyes behind the lens. He had already noticed that for so many years, Liang Sheng rarely had the opposite sex around him. Either he was not good at that or he was not interested. Makes sense.

Mu Fangzhou rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I don't have any experience with this, why don't you check it online?"

He moved his body to the side, thinking that it would be safe to stay away from Liang Sheng. After all, he is also a man, and he looks pretty good.

"There is no difference between men and women. It is always right to treat him well. Liang Sheng, take your time. Give him what he lacks. It is not material, but also spiritual."

Shen Hanzhi drank another glass of wine, his face flushed, and he leaned his head on the back of the sofa in a daze.

Song Qingwen came out of the bank, put the card back into his wallet, and sighed. Now he only has less than [-] yuan all over his body.

He dialed the disgusting number, and after a few beeps, the man's voice came out, drunk, and rude as always: "The money has been deposited?"

"Well, Song Wei, this is the last time. It is right to spend money to buy off the blood relationship between us. In the future, life, old age, sickness and death will have nothing to do with each other."

Song Qingwen sniffed. He admitted that he was a little timid this time, but because of some things, his conditioned legs became weak in front of Song Wei.

"I gave birth to you, don't even think about cutting off the relationship."

Song Wei's voice became a little more serious, and Song Qingwen trembled unconsciously, but standing in the sun, he seemed to be in an ice cellar, and he felt cold from the inside out.

"I'm not discussing, but telling."

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, Song Qingwen hung up the phone quickly, touched the sweat on his forehead, smiled helplessly, and waved for a taxi.

The past has never been forgotten, and the blood, belts, cursing, crying, and fighting figures in the memory are skipped frame by frame.The scars on his body had healed a long time ago, but now he was in a dull pain. Song Qingwen leaned his head on the car window, closed his eyes gently, tired and really out of breath.

The first trailer has been well-received, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when the TV series will premiere.It is said that the broadcast will start at 08:30. Song Qingwen has been guarding in front of the TV for a long time. It is inevitable that he has some expectations. After all, this is his first large-scale production work.

Liang Sheng carried the cake and pushed the door in: "I'm here."

Song Qingwen looked up at him after watching the advertisement, and moved his eyes to the cake in his hand, a little puzzled: "Why did you buy the cake? It's your birthday?"

Liang Sheng put the cake on the table, sat next to him and naturally hugged him: "First broadcast, let's celebrate."

Song Qingwen couldn't help hearing his extremely magnetic voice because he lowered it. He forced himself not to look at him, and looked back at the TV, which had already started playing the opening theme song.

Song Qingwen couldn't be more familiar with this theme song "And You Are the Same". Luo Wen had to record it by himself a few days ago, and it took three days to record it.

The whole song is full of ancient style, and the lyrics are also beautiful and moving. The lyrics alone are amazing enough.

Song Qingwen's favorite is a line in the chorus: "All the lights in the world are burned out, but there is no one left for me."

The concise words "the first episode" stopped for a while, and then the feature film began. Song Qingwen devoted himself wholeheartedly, watching the TV with burning eyes.

At the end of the second episode, Bai Yu's angry horse in white clothes holds a curved bow, draws the bow and arrows full, one eye is squinted, the other eye is opened, the pupil is shining brightly, and then shoots the arrow decisively, the plot stops abruptly, and the broadcast begins Ending song.