What should I do if I personally disassembled my fan's CP! [Entertainment]

Zhuang Yan saw that when Xu Qixing opened the door, his body was still covered with thick clouds that were about to drop, he bent down and picked up a bracelet, touched his whole body, and the cloud had not cleared up, and the rain had already passed, so he couldn't help but look at the bracelet more .

Xu Qixing didn't notice it, he lowered his head and dug out a piece from a pile of wreckage, picked it up and found the phone card, then threw the rest into the trash, closed the door calmly, and said empty-handed : "Let's go."

Zhuang Yan didn't know what was wrong, and didn't want to ask.He always feels that if others want to talk, they will definitely speak up, and caring without authorization is easy to cross the line.Besides, he wasn't very good at comforting people, he didn't know what to say to dispel the lingering cloud, and he was afraid that someone who couldn't say it and then turned him around and artificially rained him would be even worse.

So he had no choice but to follow Xu Qixing quietly, with low eyebrows and obedient eyes, and was engulfed by the low air pressure around him all the way to the empty lobby on the first floor.

People say that three women play a show. It is still early at this time, and the kitchen at the back of the hotel is full of aunts and sisters who come to help prepare meals every day. While chatting, gossiping, laughing and teasing, he quickly took foam lunch boxes and arranged them one by one. When he turned around, he saw the two of them walking in as if they were going to eat. Busy you arrange me and I arrange yours to push into a ball, holding enamel The dishes were filled with seafood and brought over.

It was as if Xu Qixing and Zhuang Yan were suddenly thrown into the dripping oil pan from the vacuum of silence, and the simple and excessive enthusiasm rushed towards them like crackling and sharp explosions, making Xu Qixing so noisy that the veins on his forehead twitched, and he forced himself to laugh To deal with the sincere concern of his aunt for his unkind face, he tried hard not to reveal the slightest irritability.

Zhuang Yan hurriedly took the conversation for him, but he didn't have much experience in socializing, so he couldn't do anything about it. It was already too much to parry the aunts, you and me, and the questioning of each other. A pile of scallops and scallops had been piled up on the table, faster than he could eat them, and they were so tall that they were pointed.

Xu Qixing pushed it several times but couldn't take it anymore. What he got in return was "Oh, young man's complexion is not good. Have you caught a cold? How can you get better if you don't eat more? Look at these small arms and legs." And more added vegetable.After going back and forth, Xu Qixing didn't make a sound, and the dull head actually ate everything up.

Zhuang Yan looked at his expression a few times, fearing that he would be carried away by the ink stains and smash the bowl in front of him and the cell phone into pieces, but he didn't expect to be distracted so many times, his tight brows slowed down. Slowly slowing down, still touching the real bulging belly under the short sleeves, knocking on the empty plate with his fingers, and said helplessly, "There is nothing left, I ate my day's amount in one meal. "

The older elders liked the younger generation of CD-ROMs. The aunts looked at them with a happy face, and before they left, they stuffed a small bag of snails for them to slurp at night.

When Xu Qixing walked back to the cabin with his hands in his pockets and the snail bag on his wrist, overlooking the sea all the way, his whole body was divided again, and he was even in the mood to complain about the TV set in the living room cabinet. : "I saw such a big-headed TV at my grandma's house when I was a child. There were not many TV sets, and there was no Internet connection. We lived like ancient times. Why do we do it when it is dark? There is no nightlife."

Zhuang Yanxin said that I don't know what we two are doing, but people in ancient times would naturally do some things they loved to do when it was dark, such as passing on the family line. . .Cough cough, the comparison is wrong, such as night travel, night reading, etc.But the two of them are timid and short-sighted, so it is more suitable for them to go to bed early and get up early.

He felt that Xu Qixing was bored and wanted to watch TV, so he turned on the switch and fiddled with it a couple of times, but the screen was still rustling with snowflakes.

Xu Qixing's patience today is not very good, forbearance with Zhuang Yan and auntie, there is really no need to be patient with the TV right now.He raised his hand and slapped it twice, the snowflakes on the screen shook, but flashed back stubbornly.

Zhuang Yan quickly grabbed his hand, lifted it up and looked at his flushed palms, brows were tightly clustered: "Look at you, your palms are all red! Why are you using so much effort!"

Xu Qixing was walking like winter snow shining on a spring day, and a warm current was melting in his heart.My heart said, look, how much he loves me!My manly husband is so red that he is so nervous, hey really...

Zhuang Yan let go of his hand, knelt down and touched the TV lightly, pressed a few more channels, and then said hesitantly: "You won't break the TV, will you? If it breaks, you will have to pay for it."

Xu Qixing: "..." I bought 3000 million in insurance. Did you know that even a layer of red skin is ten times more expensive than this broken TV!Can you correct your mentality and feel sorry for what you should really feel sorry for?What is wrong with this person's focus?

He said stubbornly: "What do you know, this trick is Banlangen in the electrical industry, it can cure all diseases!" Then his voice became lower and lower under Zhuang Yan's condemning gaze, and finally the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and he folded his arms aggrieved Sitting in a corner without saying a word.

Zhuang Yan couldn't figure it out after fumbling around, so he decided not to. He moved the computer that he had been drying for a long time to his lap, and turned it on with a sigh of relief. changed.

Fortunately, the computer has been with him for many years, and the family is poor and hard-working. It is a bit slow, but the screen is still slowly turned on.

Wang Ruofeng wanted to add a story line, not a small change in a few words, Zhuang Yan felt that it was necessary for him to inform Mr. Shen Zhi.So I first tuned the movie from the D drive and put it on the air, dragged a small table and put it in front of Xu Qixing, and found him a plate in the kitchen for him to put the shells on, and then coaxed him and told him Go to the balcony and make a phone call by yourself.

Zhuang Yan dialed a few old masters before picking up, and explained to Zhuang Yan with a smile that he was taking blood pressure just now, complained about the troublesome daily checkup and his wife's unrelenting stare, and then listened to him report to Director Wang The meaning, and discussed with him how to improve it from the perspective of the creator's mental journey and logical thinking.

The old man spoke slowly, and beat for a long time without knowing it.

While watching a movie, Xu Qixing secretly picked out the snail meat one by one with a toothpick and put them on the plate, waiting for Zhuang Yan to come back and find that he repayed the grievance with virtue.In the end, after waiting for no one to come, I couldn't help being a little impatient, thinking who was he calling with, and talking about it for so long...

He walked to the balcony door pretending to be natural, and deliberately slowed down when passing the crack of the door, tiptoeing to hear whether it was a man or a woman on the phone.Unexpectedly, only half of the figure leaked out, Zhuang Yan turned his head and covered the microphone and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Qixing cleared his throat, looked around quickly, and saw a pliers on the table by the door, he was so lucky that he immediately pulled the crack of the door and stretched out his hand to reach for it, saying: "It's okay, you say yours, I'm here to find this."

Zhuang Yan: "..." You need to use pliers to eat a snail?It's not like smashing walnuts. Could it be that he cracks them as melon seeds and insists on breaking the shells before eating the meat?

Not caring to say more, Zhuang Yan had no choice but to nod, and returned to the conversation with Mr. Shen.

However, Mr. Shen was silent for three seconds, and suddenly a bell-like roar came through the phone clearly: "What are you doing with that brat Xu Qixing?!"

Zhuang Yan is no longer the idiot and sweet person he was at the beginning. He already knew the conflict between old man Shen and Xu Qixing, but he didn't expect that old man Shen was so angry that he could recognize Xu Qixing even if he burned him to ashes.Just such a sentence, the old man who asked him to repeat "ah? ah? ah?", who was obviously still a little bit memorized just now, can now accurately identify people with just one ear.

Sure enough, hate exists longer than love.

He waved his hand and told Xu Qixing to leave it alone, even if he couldn't intervene, he tried his best to intervene to explain. In his ear, Mr. Shen criticized bitterly: "You don't want everyone to hang out with you. I've heard about the crew, too. Don’t worry about what you should care about. If you want to be a good screenwriter, what you want to think about is how to conceive a good story and how to express this story effectively and artistically. Don’t focus on irrelevant things ! Whether the actor can perform the job of the director well, you should do your job well!"

Just as Zhuang Yan was about to take advantage of his breath to say something, Mr. Shen calmed down a lot after his anger was vented. Knowing that his words were serious, he added earnestly: "You are a good boy, I didn't mean to leave it to you You didn’t do well in the task, but those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. You have to learn to choose your own circle of friends. What is he here for? Has he pestered you to make you cut him off? Let me tell you, I won’t give him one more word if I can’t ask him to act, and I can’t delete the rest of the word..."

Zhuang Yan felt that what he was feeling now was a bit strange.He was also hit hard by Xu Qixing's rubbish acting skills in his previous life. Logically speaking, he and Mr. Shen should be on the same front.But he recalled the words Xu Qixing yelled at the door just now, which contained a lot of care and grievances that he might not even realize. shoes.

What's more, if the person he likes feels a little wronged, the person who likes him will feel hundreds of thousands of times more wronged for him.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help restraining himself and said politely: "There are many standards to measure a person. From the perspective of a friend, I think I have more personal experience. I think he is a very good person. From a professional perspective Saying that he does have shortcomings, I and you also hope that he can contribute a better performance to this painstaking work, and I will also urge him on the premise of completing the task of screenwriting with the group."

After finishing speaking, he added: "I believe he will."

Mr. Shen still had a stomach full of disgust to say, and was choked up in his throat after being held back for a while, and finally he only said calmly: "Then we will wait and see." Then he hung up the phone.

Looking at the beeping phone in his hand, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.Just as he took a deep breath and was about to adjust his facial expression and go back to find Xu Qixing, the phone in his hand suddenly rang again.

He looked down and saw that it was a video sent by his wife Zhuang.

Xu Qixing walked anxiously around the room several times with the pliers in his hand. Just now, Shen knew that it would be difficult for him to pretend to be deaf with such a loud voice.

Shen knew that the old man was simply a copy of his father, he was always pessimistic about people, and he would always think that you were not good unless you proved it to him.

Xu Qixing was tired of this high-ranking and critical perspective, as if living in doubt was the norm, and equality and trust required more effort to prove that he could get it.He has already cultivated a body of steel and iron, and is completely immune to these verbal swords.

But Zhuang Yan...

Zhuang Yan still has his dream of being a screenwriter, and Shen Zhi is his hard-won dream leader.And Xu Qixing could see that Zhuang Yan's efforts were not forced, he was actively trying to prove himself and become better for himself.

Xu Qixing turned around twice, his head was a little dizzy, and then he clenched his fists in his heart, and walked towards the balcony with firm strides.

Wasn't Shen Zhi afraid that Zhuang Yan would fail after getting along with him? Wasn't it because he was implicated in Zhuang Yan's impression score?Then as long as he picks up the airs and shows his harshness and impatience towards Zhuang Yan, Shen Zhi will naturally find an excuse for the good boy who has gone astray in his heart, and even swears for the good boy with the same hatred.

He only needs to push, and Zhuang Yan will naturally be pushed away from him, and pushed to the front beside Shen Zhi.

Although it's depressing no matter how you think about it, but if you like someone, you definitely want him to be better, just like what he wants.

Xu Qixing made adjustments several times before putting on a very impatient old man's appearance. Frowning and raising his chin, he slammed open the door of the balcony and yelled fiercely on purpose: "I can't stop making phone calls! I'm looking for you!" I haven't finished talking about you yet, is there anyone who comes first!"

After speaking, he felt that the performance was not enough, so he kicked the table next to the door, resisting the pain from his feet, and snorted coldly: "Don't think that it's great to have someone backing you. Let me tell you, Useless!"

The performance came to an end briefly, and Xu Qixing looked guiltily at Zhuang Yan's face turning back in astonishment, and set his ears sharply, ready to catch Mr. Shen's roar when he saw injustice on the road.

Unexpectedly, a hesitant female voice suddenly came from the phone: "Son, can you call the police?"

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