Host, You're Targeted

After ye Zang left, the life of Chi nianxun's crew became monotonous.

He goes to work on time and leaves work on time every day. In addition to playing games and watching TV dramas, he has a video phone call with Ye Zang.

"Will Xu give you a holiday on the Lantern Festival in a few days?" Ye Zang, who is wearing a shirt and holding a cup of hot milk over there.

"Don't you?" Chi nianxun put the mobile phone on the head of the bed, held a pillow on the head of the bed and knelt down on the quilt.

Ye Zang took a sip of milk and typed on the computer keyboard with one hand? My grandmother also said that she wanted you to come home and she would make you a good meal

Chi nianxun buried his face on the pillow and sighed, "Alas! I want to eat my grandmother's cooking, too! But it's not Isn't it true? We broadcast and shoot at the same time. The progress card is very tight. We can't ask for leave casually. It will take another month to finish the job! "

Since the last time he went home with Ye Zang for the new year, Chi nianxun has become a small chatterbox. As long as he gets together with Ye Zang, he has endless words to say.

"Recently, director Xu is very strict. I don't know what kind of stimulation he is. I'm scared every day on the set. I'm afraid he shouts at me with a big horn! Besides, ah, and ah, the number of illegitimacy of the crew has suddenly increased. When we went to the university town to take pictures several times, there were people following cars and hotels. In fact, I was quite afraid. I guess Xu is angry because of this, but I dare not ask him. There is also... "

Chi nianxun holds a pillow and looks at Ye Cang, who is busy in front of the computer and looks at the screen in an ascetic costume.

Ye Zang is holding a cup of milk in one hand, touching the keyboard with the other hand, leaning against the chair and sitting sideways, facing Chi nianxun.

When Chi nianxun became a little talkative, he only needed to insert a few words occasionally. If he had been accompanied by Chi nianxun, Chi nianxun might be irritable, and in turn he would be too talkative.

Such a life lasted for a period of time, and Chi nianxun was finally about to usher in the shaqing opera.

"It's really Today, a year ago, I was still thinking about what to do after I graduated. Other students signed up for the company, but I didn't have a company yet. " Chi nianxun leans on the head of the bed watching TV, with a headset in his ear and chatting with Ye Zang.

The mobile phone is on the head of the bed. Ye Zang can see that he is trapped in the quilt, leaving a head outside.

Because he was wearing Chi nianxun's headphones, the sound from the TV didn't come over clearly, so even if he spoke in such a low voice, ye Zang could hear what he was saying.

The two people are doing their own things while chatting. When an episode of the TV series is over, Chi nianxun takes a look at the top left corner of the TV set. It's more than ten o'clock.

He kept reading it fragmentary, forgetting what he was going to say.

Only when he found that it was too late to go to bed, did he remember the focus of his call to Ye Zang today.

However, he didn't mean to say it directly. He could only pretend to be careless and casually mentioned it and asked, "by the way, I'll kill you tomorrow. Can you come and have a look?"

"Tomorrow?" Ye Zang on the other side of the mobile phone didn't even look at the schedule. He was very surprised. "Didn't you say that there are still a few scenes to shoot? Why is it tomorrow? "

Chi Niang felt his nose guilty, "because there are only a few scenes."

"But I'm going to the neighboring city on business tomorrow." Ye Zang sighed.