After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

When Qian Yu went to the studio the next day, he found that Zhong Jiuyin was already sitting in the office reading the script.

The script was not brought down, but her eyes were empty and her mind was lost.This is not a script, but the true meaning of life.

"Didn't I tell you to rest at home for two days? What are you doing here early in the morning? Look like you've done something terrible and came out to avoid the limelight."

Zhong Jiuyin thought that you had sharp eyes and guessed so accurately, but she said: "It's not suitable to make decisions at night or after drinking. After thinking about it, I was afraid that I signed something that shouldn't be signed last night, so I came to have a confrontation with you." You can rest assured."

Yes, she is blindfolded when making decisions after drinking and at night, and the environment buffs are full. She is a sentimental person who is easily impulsive, and it is normal to be induced to say specious things.How can this be her fault?

Qian Yu watched her turn her eyes and said, "I am not drunk when you are drunk. I have eyes and a brain. Could it be that you are..."

"No." Before he finished speaking, she denied it outright.

"Understood." Qian Yu was already sure that it wasn't about work, "What did you do to dislike Yan Cheng, so you put up your pants and ran here to hide early in the morning. Did he see you flirting online?"

"...Don't talk nonsense! I'm not that kind of person!"

"What kind of person?" The two of them poked their heads at the door of the office, carrying a bag of unremarkable milk-flavored corn made by the chef at home, and a thermos bucket.

Qian Yu: "Is your breakfast this morning too rich? With a salary of [-] yuan, eating breakfast cooked by a chef invited back for [-] yuan will easily cause people like us who eat [-] yuan from a roadside stall to eat breakfast." jealousy."

The two put the thermos on the table: "This is not mine. Yan Cheng sent it, saying that you left without breakfast. Although you work hard, you still have to eat regularly."

Qian Yu let out an "Oh—" and looked at Zhong Jiuyin's wrinkled expression, and asked, "Yan Cheng is still downstairs?"

"Should be here, he came by car. I didn't hear the sound of starting the car and leaving when I got on the elevator."

Qian Yu turned his head to look at Zhong Jiuyin and said, "I'm not going down to take a look. Although I don't know what happened, but I guess they must ask for an answer. It's useless for you to hide. Don't go home tonight if you can. Lay the floor here."

The two were very curious: "Are you quarreling? Can you quarrel when you're drunk?"

"Of course not." She opened the thermos, and there were two warm apple muffins on the top shelf.

When she saw the apple, her eyelids twitched. It was hard to say that Yan Cheng was not intentionally reminding her.

She squeezed one and took two bites, not to mention, it was quite delicious.

"I'm running into a problem right now, please help me figure it out," she said vaguely.

"Last night, I went back and shared with Yan Cheng the bright future of my career taking off, and then he became flustered, probably because he was thinking about my career-focused person, wouldn't he be pushed to the back? So he just kept going." Express your feelings to me."

"He said he loved me to death, and he would do anything so that I could go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire. Then he took out a music box and pressed it, and a ring popped out. He said that he should not be forgotten on the way of career development...you say I what to do?"

Qian Yu and the two meditated for 2 minutes.

She ate an apple muffin and looked at them hopefully. "So, have you come up with any good suggestions?"

Qian Yu pondered for a moment, looked at the two and said, "I don't believe that Yan Cheng is the kind of person who can say that."

Two mouths: "Perhaps changing the subject makes sense?"

Qian Yu quite agreed: "It makes sense, the kind of words that can only be said when you are drunk, of course it cannot be said by Yan Cheng."

Zhong Jiuyin: "..."

Slander, this is a slander to her personality!

Qian Yu said again: "The key point is to propose, right? You agree, and a proposal is not a marriage. In the entertainment industry, couples break up peacefully after two or three years after proposing. You look like you slept with the wrong person now." It's no wonder that Yan Cheng wanted to follow up and ask."

After that, there was another joyful sigh: "It's really unimaginable. When I first took over you, how could I have imagined that this day will come. You two can make an idol drama - after removing the plot of your bragging. .”

"Then you are wrong, what you removed is the essence. He loves me like this." Zhong Jiuyin also gnawed off the second apple muffin, rolled her eyes arrogantly at them, and then put the lid on the thermos Go up, carry it and walk out.

Even at the door, Qian Yupa wanted to say one more thing: "Did you get inspiration from my words? But if the solution fails to convince Yan Cheng, remember not to confess me."

"The first thing I say when I go down is that you taught me."

When they really went downstairs, Zhong Jiuyin got into Yan Cheng's car with the thermos, first smiled and kissed him, and forgot what Qian Yu said.

“The muffins are delicious.”

Yan Cheng nodded his head, turned up the heater in the car, and said lightly, "I made it with the apples left over from the hangover soup made last night."

Let's get straight to the point.She coughed: "The hangover soup last night was also delicious."

"Really," Yan Cheng looked at her, "I thought you were going to pretend that you lost your memory after drinking and said you didn't remember what happened last night."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Why did you sneak away early in the morning? Only when you were stabbed by a poisonous scorpion on the bed did you feel at ease when you were ten kilometers away? You even deliberately left me behind."

"..." This person sometimes has a poisonous tongue.

Zhong Jiuyin responded in silence, and after a while he murmured to himself: "Yes, why didn't I think of pretending to have amnesia. I just said that there was no medicine at home, and I drank alcohol again, and my brain was broken."

Yan Cheng: "If your brain is disconnected, connect it up for me. Where did you put the music box?"

She took it out from the pocket of the down jacket slowly, and after opening it, the little bell and nine-tone figure inside was still wandering around and singing.

"Here... But I want to say first, a twisted melon is not sweet, and it is not sincere to force me to agree. You probably don't want a love that has nothing but appearance and no connotation?"

Yan Cheng: "I just want to see where it is, and if you throw it away, I will order another one."

"..." For a long time, she was just being sentimental.

She opened her mouth, and moved over to make up a few words: "How could I throw it away, don't think of me too badly. I just... you know, it was just a good night, or drunk, what I said is nothing Credibility."

Yan Cheng stared at her without speaking, and turned his head to look out of the windshield after a while, the corners of his mouth were flattened, as quiet as a statue.

Zhong Jiuyin poked him.

"Hey, are you disappointed or angry?"

Yan Cheng didn't move at all, he only lowered his eyes to look at the car screen after blinking, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, making people feel that the silent atmosphere was very uncomfortable.

She scratched her eyebrows and said tentatively: "Don't be angry, what I said is quite reasonable. It was only one night, and it was still a good morning. Migrant workers have to meet two conditions at the same time for tax refunds."

Yan Cheng: "...Do you hear this is an example that is applicable at this time?"