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288. Barrel effect and things within ones scope(1/4)

It was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, Xu Xin stumbled out of the car and waved to Zhang Jiao who was driving:

"Go back."

"Shall I help you in?"

"No need. I won't go in myself~"

When Xu Xin spoke, his tongue was numb.

Today, Zhang Wu and I drank a pound each. "Old Zhangtou" drank so well that he was already purring in less than ten minutes while drinking tea on the sofa.

In the end, Xu Xin, who was also drunk, found a quilt to cover him before leaving.

Yang Mi was worried about him and sent Zhang Jiao over to pick him up.

But after returning home, Xu Xin also planned to sleep on the sofa.

After drinking alcohol, the smell of alcohol on your breath is unpleasant. It is said that it also contains alcohol, which is not good for children.

He walked through the door with staggering steps, moving as gently as possible.

But when he reached the door, he hesitated again, sat down on the chair next to him, and lit a cigarette.

While smoking, he heard the sound of the dog scratching the door.

Yang Mi felt sorry for her two children and refused to let them sleep outside.

Xu Xin secretly opened the door to the living room and let the two dogs out.

After Zaizai and Niuniu came out, they started to circle around him and occasionally snorted.

Apparently the smell of alcohol was a bit irritating.

Xu Xin smoked and petted the dog at the same time... Later, he thought that the two dogs might need to go to the toilet. After smoking, he didn't even close the door to the living room. He sat down on the sofa and started to be in a daze.

I plan to wait until the two dogs finish urinating on their own and then close them after they poop.

As for what to do with dog pee and poop... it was no longer within his scope of consideration.

But after waiting for who knows how long, the bedroom door fell open.

Yang Mi, who didn't look sleepy, poked her head out in confusion:

"Why don't you come in... It's so cold. Why did you open the door? Where is the dog? Where is the dog?"

"Well……"

There were so many questions at once that Xu Xin didn’t know how to answer them.

He answered subconsciously:

"The dog is outside."

Then, as if his brain was having a seizure, he added:

"I'm here with the dog."

The moment she heard these words, Yang Mi grinned silently at first, but then she immediately realized that these words seemed to be a curse...

I am speechless again.

Then, she didn't come closer, but walked to the door and shouted outside:

"return."

Zaizai and Niuniu ran back obediently.

After closing the door, she could already vaguely see the bulge in her belly and asked while pouring water:

"What did you talk about during dinner today?"

"There's a lot to talk about."

Xu Xin took the water glass and motioned Yang Mi to stay away from him before continuing:

"But the most important thing was to talk about the World Expo..."

As he spoke, Yang Mi's eyes slowly became straight:

"Is there anything else you can say?"

"right."

Xu Xin responded:

"Furthermore, I now know that they are actually the working group for the Olympic Games. Director Zhang's meaning is quite simple, just follow it, it must be right."

As he spoke, he took a sip of the tea at the right temperature, leaned on the sofa and spit out another breath of wine:

"And we made a detailed plan...but I can't remember what we talked about specifically right now. We'll talk about it when we sober up~"

Seeing that he was really drunk, Yang Mi nodded:

"Well, then you go to bed and take a bath?"

"I won't wash it anymore. The more I wash it, the more confused I become...be careful when sleeping."

"I know, I've put pillows on both sides. Don't worry~ I'm going to sleep then? Kiss?"

"No kiss, I smell of wine."

Xu Xin waved his hand and staggered into the smallest guest bedroom.



After "The Wind" began to be produced in Yanjing, Xu Xin's life became monotonous every day.

He chose to go back to school and continue his studies.

Although it delayed the start of school for more than half a month, university courses do not mean that if you delay one class, you will not be able to understand the next class.

Moreover, the school's help to him now is not to teach him how to be a director, but how to enrich his own directing skills.

But when he appeared in school again, everyone was not that surprised.

One semester of preparation is enough for these people to get used to Xu Xin's existence.

On the morning of the first day back at school, Xu Xing, who had just finished a digital technology theory class, was about to go have a meal when he received a message.

After seeing this message, he replied, then went to the cafeteria to eat, and then walked directly to the library. When he arrived at the door of the library, he saw at a glance that he was wearing a peaked cap, a long black down jacket, and his hands

Jing Tian was still holding a document inside.

"Brother Xu."

Jing Tian smiled and said hello to Xu Xin.

"Um."

Xu Xin responded with a smile and asked:

"Where's the script? Let me take a look."

The message just now was sent to him by Jing Tian. She knew he was coming to school, asked if he was free, and wanted to help read the script.

"Give."

After passing the portfolio in his hand, Xu Xin weighed it and asked:

"TV drama?"

"Um."

Jing Tian responded and walked with him to the library while saying:

""The Legend of Sun Tzu" tells the story of Sun Tzu. What I bring is not the complete script, but the entire plot and my part."

"What's your role?"

"Yi Luo, Princess of Chu State."

"The supporting role is still..."

"No, heroine."

"Well……"

For a moment, Xu Xin didn't know what to say.

I can only continue to ask:

"As for the other characters in this drama...who will play the grandson? Sun Honglei?"

For some reason, an image of disheveled hair appeared in his mind.

He said something casually.

"Why him?"

Jing Tian seemed a little confused.

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment before he made up for his joke:

"Isn't his surname also Sun?"
To be continued...
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