The premiere was 7:30 pm. Jiahe thought Yi Wenze would go out for work meals, but he didn't expect that he didn't leave at half past five. Although she was surfing the Internet, she kept looking at him. It was not until he finally found out that he cleared his throat: "If you don't go out, you won't have time to eat."

He glanced at the time: "Hungry?"

“No.”

Am I a pig? Why do I always ask if I'm hungry?

She lowered her head and continued to look at the computer. Mu Ran found that there were many typos on the word. After that, she had to do it again. Sitting beside him, she was really inefficient in work. She frowned in anger, and Yi Wenze glanced at her again, and said that Ah Qing had ordered a meal and would be delivered in a while. Jiahe asked in surprise why she didn't go out for a working meal? He was surprised: "Do you have any arrangements?"

Of course not, what arrangements can I make when I come to Tianjin accidentally?

"Don't you need to have a meal with them?"

"No," Yi Wenze stood up and took out clean clothes from the wardrobe, "I'll go after dinner with you."

Then, he entered the bathroom so calmly.

It was not until he heard the clear sound of water that Jiahe took back his gaze in a daze, looked down at the computer, and changed the typo. The sound of the keyboard and the thumping sound of the water slowly mixed into a ball. Jiahe looked at the screen and changed it several times. It was a typo in the sky, and his heart was bleeding secretly. This efficiency was simply the level of a primary school student, and he could not get three hundred words in a whole day...

It’s not that she is full of adult games, but that this hotel is too romantic. The bathroom is floor-to-ceiling glass. Although Yi Wenze pulled the shower curtain inside, the swaying shadow really tests people’s concentration. She shook her head, forget it, use everything to write passionate dramas.

There was a passionate scene on the computer that had been stuck for three days. When did you wait?

She bit her lip, looked at the bathroom, and started construction quickly:

Δ Hotel outer space.

In the room, m was flipping through magazines on the bed, feeling restless.

Δs quickly took off his coat, took out his shirt from the wardrobe, walked to the bathroom door and stopped, holding the door and looking at m.

s:(smile) Why don't you wash it first?

m:(Nervous) I'm waiting for the call, you'll get it first.

Δs without saying a word, walked into the bathroom.

The sound of Δ water has grown from weak to stronger, and behind the shower curtain, a figure of S appears faintly.

...

There were a few pounds, and someone was knocking on the door.

Jiahe almost turned off the bed, hurriedly threw the computer on the bed, ran to the door, took a deep breath before asking, "Who?"

"Screenwriter, it's me." Ah Qing smiled.

She opened the door: "Come in quickly."

Aqing was carrying a large paper bag. He took a step with excitement just now, and blushed again in a flash and then jumped two steps: "Buy whatever you want, I don't know if you like it," he stretched out his hand and stuffed the bag to Jiahe, "Eat quickly, it's hot."

Jiahe took it silently, feeling a sense of sadness that he could not argue with.

Based on her own position, she couldn't say anything to Assistant Yi Wenze would happen. Don't think too much, right? She said thank you in embarrassment. Just as she was about to accept her fate and close the door, someone behind her said, "Let the Che Qi o'clock wait downstairs." A Qing said, and quickly added: "It's early or early." After that, she ran away.

It came out...it was really time.

Jiahe turned around mutely, and he had already taken the bag from her hand. The ends of the hair were dripping with water in front of him, and the shirt was not fully buttoned, half open, just like shooting a bathroom advertisement... And he just carried a paper bag, hanging it with a very shallow one, and asked her: "Do you want to take a shower?"

On one side is the bathroom filled with white mist, and on the other side is a floor-to-ceiling mirror, which infinitely enlarges the space, and has his.

Jiahe felt that his blood was boiling all over his body, so he almost cooked himself.

After holding it in for a long time, I squeezed out a sentence: "Let's have dinner first, it's trouble if I don't have time."

What flashed in front of her eyes was the passionate scenes of the past. The real sense of picture jumped out of her mind one by one, instantly burning her face red, and even her fingertips began to heat up. Jiahe quickly looked away: "Do you want to drink water?" After saying that, he immediately walked to the bar, squatted down and opened the small refrigerator, waiting for him to reply.

Say something, say something, it's too embarrassing.

Her fingers unconsciously slid across all the cans and plastic bottles, which was very cold, but she still couldn't suppress the embarrassment just now. She watched him walk over from the corner of her eyes, then bent down, supported one hand on the bar, and the other hand took pure water from the refrigerator. In this posture, she just wrapped her around her chest and rubbed the water from her hair on the tip of her ears, which immediately made her stiffen.

Fortunately, I just took two bottles of water in the end.

"Please choose a suit for me," he said, "to wear it at night."

Jiahe was a little stupid when he heard this: "I don't know how to choose men's clothes and have no vision."

Yi Wenze stood up straight and took two cups: "It doesn't matter, my clothes are all very simple in color, and they are all shirts and suits in public, which is easy to choose."

Jiahe said oh, and saw him start pouring water, signaling himself to go to the closet to choose, and he could only drive the duck to the shelves. In fact, Yi Wenze's dress taste is absolutely first-class. He has been familiar with the news and street shootings for so many years, but she really wants to choose... but she is still a little guilty.

However, after opening the wardrobe, I immediately calmed down when I looked at the row of black, white and gray.

This color scheme will not be wrong no matter how you choose it.

"I remember this was what you wore at the Yong'an press conference?" she picked up one and asked.

I was so impressed that this was the first time I saw his clothes, so I must keep them carefully in the future.

The sofa was right by the window. At this time, the sky was dim. Looking from here, it looked like a very clean curtain, dotted with lights from far and near. The very small mineral water bottle was held in the palm of his hand, and then he twisted it open, and nodded in a low voice.

The sound of the water suddenly became very clear. She turned around and fiddled with her shirt one by one.

Actually, there are not many, but I have been watching it for a long time: "Wear a casual shirt, I like you to wear white."

"good."

"Actually, it looks good in casual clothes, but for this occasion, it's forgot," she took out two shirts, "Which one is better?" It's just a nuance of the style, and she still can't get it.

Yi Wenze took a sip of water: "Which one do you like?"

Jiahe struggled for a moment and raised his right hand: "This."

"That's it."

With the preliminary approval, she became more and more comfortable. She began to discuss with him one by one, but finally found that no matter what she said, he nodded and said yes. In the end, she felt embarrassed: "Did you follow me on purpose?"

He said: "You can make the decision in this way."

The tone is very plain and the eyes are gentle. Just say that you make the decision.

She finally came over, as if she was worried: "Do you want to wear something?" Yi Wenze then took out the food in boxes: "No need to be so particular, it's just the premiere." Jiahe wanted to ask again, and he had handed her chopsticks: "There are more opportunities in the future, so eat first."

Jiahe said oh, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, but he held his hand and pulled it down on his legs: "You were wearing the shirt that day, and the pink down jacket on the outside, which looked very good."

In a very ordinary sentence, why do you always feel so sensational when you come to him?

Jiahe's eyes were floating, and she tried not to look at his open collar. Unfortunately, those frames of pictures immediately jumped out again, which was a live exercise. I couldn't write such things next time, especially he couldn't use him as a blueprint... The last reason was clamoring, calm down, it was too late, she finally broke free from him: "Your legs are just right, this will cause problems."

Then, she stuffed him ice water.

Calm and calm, everyone must be calm.

Yi Wenze was riding the arranged car, so Jiahe simply drove his car to the cinema by herself. Because it was the premiere, the parking spaces around had been stolen. She drove around for a long time before she found a residential area to stop. She walked sadly for ten minutes to arrive at the cinema.

There are people everywhere, and there are discussions everywhere, excited discussions.

Jiahe suddenly felt a little throbbing when she looked at these people. With such good responses, she couldn't think it was too difficult for her to be proud. She shook the car keys, her mouth was always raised, and she looked around for a while, and finally chose the corner on the east side of the second floor, with a wide view.

As soon as she stood still, someone shouted at Yi Wenze at the door. She hurriedly leaned her head, but suddenly someone patted her shoulder.

"Jiahe?" The people behind him were a little uncertain.

Jiahe looked at her head and had a very handsome face, very familiar. She searched in her mind and then remembered: "Zhou Jun?" The little supporting actor in the previous drama, I really didn't expect to see it here.

Zhou Jun took off his sunglasses: "It's really you, I thought I was wrong, such a coincidence?"

"Yes, what a coincidence." Jiahe responded casually. At this time, the riots were in the downstairs, and he quickly turned his head to look. Yi Wenze had already walked into the hall and walked towards the elevator. The woman beside him was wearing a small dress, which was very sweet. Jiahe was recalling the name of the female lead, and Zhou Jun whispered beside him: "Come here to take on a new show?"

Jiahe shook his head and smiled: "No, come and play with friends."

"Boyfriend?" he asked directly.

Jiahe was stunned for a moment, are you very familiar with me? Why do you ask everything?

However, out of politeness, she still nodded, looked at Zhou Jun's intentional questioning, and hurriedly said first: "It's time to start, I'm going in." Zhou Jun looked at her in surprise: "You're also watching "The Dark City"?" Jiahe nodded, and he took out the ticket: "There are so me, I just wanted to come and see it, maybe I could meet some old friends."

Jiahe said oh, and he asked, "Look at your tickets, are you together?"

This person... is really familiar with him.

Jiahe took out the ticket and handed it to him. He just took it and sighed: "Good ticket, are these seats from the producers?"

He sighed several times with the ticket. Jiahe listened embarrassedly. Since he got such a ticket, it was hard to say that he was not familiar with the crew, so he could only find Aqing and asked for one. She thought that she would just send it, but when Aqing heard that it was her, she immediately took it as the top priority and forced a letter to Jiahe.

When the two sat down, Zhou Jun kept whispering, all intentionally funny.

Jiahe was a little uncomfortable and suddenly remembered the rumors about this person. In fact, she didn't remember the name of the actor very much. So she could remember this little actor because his girlfriend was one of the screenwriters of the previous drama. At that time, she had heard someone criticize privately. His favorite thing on the set was: My girlfriend is a screenwriter. If you want to add the drama, you can add the drama. If you want to let someone die, you can die...

Thinking of this, she was embarrassed.

It won't...

Probably not...

The introduction of routine, thinking, interaction, until Yi Wenze finally came to a climax. The host was very lively, but no matter what the problem was, he would say a few words lightly, neither painful nor heavy. In the past, whenever he read his interview news, Jiahe thought his idol was very vocal, but now he listened to it, but he found it funny...

Until the end of the dark scene, someone still called his name.

Beside him, Zhou Jun was chatting all the time. Jiahe couldn't stand it and whispered: "It's time to start, watch the movie first."

As soon as the words fell, someone sat down on the empty seat beside him. It was Yi Wenze.

He gently held Jiahe's hand and was about to speak, Zhou Jun immediately poked his head out and said in surprise: "Teacher Yi?"
Chapter completed!