The office of the art group is on the third floor, converted from a conference hall, and now there are various drafts and drawings piled up in a mess.
There are several conference rooms in this hotel. Originally, the office location for the art group was on the fifth floor, but Zhuang Yan somehow changed it to this one on the third floor.
One side of the office is a spacious floor-to-ceiling window, and Wang gradually went to the window to watch the scene of people coming and going outside.
In his words, there is a different kind of petty bourgeoisie.
Shainin, on the contrary, usually walks around the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Wang gradually observed for a few days, and then reacted: "Are you afraid of heights?"
Xie Ning smiled embarrassedly: "A little bit, but the third floor is fine."
Wang gradually clicked his tongue, put his hands on his desk, and said with emotion, "I know why Director Zhuang wants to change the office for us."
Xie Ning didn't pay attention to these things, and couldn't understand it for a while.
Wang gradually changed the subject: "I heard that you were sick two days ago?"
"It's just a small cold." Xie Ning said.
Wang gradually glanced at the watch, then glanced at the people in the office in twos and threes, and finally settled on Xie Ning who was still scribbling and drawing on the paper.
"Do you fight like this when you are recovering from a serious illness?"
Xie Ning put down the pen and shook his head: "It's not a serious illness, I didn't come a few days ago, just to make up for the painting."
Wang gradually laughed: "One or two are workaholics, okay, it's not too early today, go back early, and continue painting tomorrow. If you are late, Director Zhuang is going to call me again."
Xie Ning smiled, but obediently sorted out his things and went out.
When entering the elevator, he accidentally bumped into Sheng Shisong again, and Xie Ning smiled at him.
Sheng Shisong's eyes fell on the drawing board he was holding in his hand, he moved away lightly, and returned with a smile: "It's such a coincidence, we meet again."
When Sheng Shisong's assistant saw the two of them know each other, he kindly reminded: "We are going up the elevator."
The assistant probably thought he was going downstairs, but took the wrong elevator.
Xie Ning glanced across the row of buttons, only the numbers on the top floor were bright.
He said calmly, "I'm going upstairs too."
Under the surprised eyes of the assistant, the elevator stopped at the top floor, Xie Ning walked out of the elevator slowly, and said goodbye to Sheng Shisong.
The top floor is full of suites, and the entire crew lives on this floor.
Sheng Shisong looked at the direction he was leaving and touched his chin.
If he remembered correctly, Zhuang Yan's room seemed to be over there.
…
When returning to the room, Xie Ning accidentally bumped into someone at the door.
It's a woman who looks young, in her early twenties, but with makeup on, it's hard to tell her real age.
Xie Ning couldn't help but look at her a few more times, not because of her appearance.
She should be regarded as a kind of beauty in the eyes of the public, but in the eyes of Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, who are critical of aesthetics, she can only be called average.
However, the clothes she was wearing were too light and too thin, Xie Ning looked down as if he could see her thighs under the light clothes, and immediately looked away awkwardly.
Look no further.
Xie Ning thought silently in his heart, and couldn't help but wonder, is it really cool to wear it like this
Seeing Xie Ning, the expression of pity on her face immediately subsided, and she glanced at Xie Ning coldly, revealing a sense of scrutiny.
Xie Ning subconsciously thought he had gone wrong, looked up at the room number, yes, it was his and Zhuang Yan's room.
Before he could ask the question, the woman said, "You also came to find Director Zhuang?"
Xie Ning was stunned: "Are you looking for Zhuang Yan?"
The woman frowned and looked him up and down, her tone impatient: "It's all for the same purpose, what are you and me pretending to be?"
Xie Ning was stunned for a while.
He never understood what the woman meant, and vaguely felt that the other party must have misunderstood something.
At the same time, he also felt the hostility in the eyes of the other party.
This kind of hostility is inexplicable, and Xie Ning has some doubts in his heart. He is 100% sure that he has never seen her before.
Is it because of Zhuang Yan
Xie Ning was a little irritable, but his good self-cultivation still made him ask in a calm tone, "May I ask who you are...?"
The woman didn't answer.
Xie Ning is not the character who likes to talk to strangers. Seeing her silence, he also turned around and took out the room card from his pocket.
Just after brushing, I saw the woman looking over in surprise: "You can actually get the room card?"
She leaned her head over and said curiously, "I asked for a room number, and I wasted my strength. Where did you get this room card from? It's not an easy relationship. You know the hotel staff?"
Xie Ning was not used to being so close, frowned, pushed her out, and swiped her card to enter the room.
The woman hesitated for a moment and followed.
Shainin didn't want to talk to her, but it would be rude to leave a lady alone at the door.
He put the drawing board away and poured another glass of water for the woman.
His host's hospitality made the woman surprised for a long time, looked at him strangely for a long time, and said to himself, "I never heard that Director Zhuang likes boys."
He looked at him a few more times: "So it turns out that Director Zhuang has this kind of taste?"
A bit of annoyance appeared in her eyes, as if she felt that she had not done enough preparations.
Xie Ning, combined with her strange behavior, was stunned.
Is this sent to the door to ask for unspoken rules
It's not surprising that this matter is in the entertainment industry, but when it comes to Zhuang Yan, Xie Ning thinks it's absurd and ridiculous.
There is still some vagueness.
These few points made Xie Ning lose interest in talking with the woman, and only hurriedly left a sentence, "Zhuang Yan will be back in a while, you are waiting here", and he entered the master bedroom under the stunned eyes of the other party. .
Close the door and lock it, all in one go.
I also regret that I didn't react at first and let people in.
There have been no night shows recently. Zhuang Yan returned early, and soon there was another movement at the door.
Xie Ning pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what was being said outside.
But not actually said a word.
Across the door, Xie Ning only heard Zhuang Yan's indifferent and righteous rejection of the other party, and then rudely kicked the person out.
At least the implicit warning "If you stay here again, I'll call the hotel security guard" has nothing to do with politeness.
Xie Ning looked slightly stunned.
Zhuang Yan frowned and sent the person away, glanced at the cup on the coffee table, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.
Then he walked to the door of the master bedroom, obviously there was no movement, but Zhuang Yan knew that Xie Ning was inside.
While thinking about how to explain to Xie Ning, he twisted the door handle.
Then there was a bit of astonishment on his face.
The door was locked from the inside.
Zhuang Yan: …
…
Shane was angry.
When he realized this, Zhuang Yan was a little surprised.
Back then, when Xie Ning's copy work was accused of being a drawing on the Internet, he still looked like he didn't care about everything, and said lightly, "It's too troublesome to explain."
As if nothing could really make him angry.
But now, Shainin is angry with him, or rather, has a tantrum with him.
Although it was a little out of place, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but lift the corners of his lips, and his mood became more relaxed.
Fuck apathy, he thought.
Now Shainin can cry, laugh, have abundant emotions, and have rich joys and sorrows.
Like any normal person, she will act like a spoiled child with her lover, and will be jealous and angry.
Who said he was mentally ill.
It took Zhuang Yan a long time to restrain the upward arc of the corner of his mouth.
He didn't rush to knock on the door to explain to Xie Ning, and turned around and entered the kitchen.
The kitchen in the hotel suite is not big, but it has all the basic facilities. Zhuang Yan opened the refrigerator and looked at the ingredients inside, and then called the front desk and asked someone to bring something up.
More than half an hour later, Zhuang Yan knocked on the door of the master bedroom.
no respond.
Zhuang Yan was amused and raised his voice: "You haven't eaten yet, I made dinner for you."
Still no response.
After Zhuang Yan calmly reported the names of his dishes one by one, he waited patiently for a few seconds.
There was a thud, and the door slammed open.
Zhuang Yan quickly put his arm in, and then pried open the door smoothly.
Shainin looked at him with wide eyes.
Zhuang stretched out his hand, took the person into his arms, and asked, "Are you angry?"
Xie Ning struggled a few times, but didn't break free. His voice was muffled: "No."
Zhuang Yan didn't speak, lowered his head without saying a word, and rubbed his lips on Xie Ning's cheek twice.
After a while, Xie Ning said, "I don't know why, but... I feel uncomfortable."
Zhuang Yan responded, and then lightly pecked his lips: "It's my fault."
Xie Ning shook his head and said, "You don't need to apologize. I thought about it over and over again, and I also knew that this matter had nothing to do with you, but... I still couldn't help but express my anger."
"It's me who shouldn't be angry with you and keep you out."
Zhuang Yan moved his lips slightly and said, "No, it's my fault that I make my boyfriend feel uncomfortable."
Xie Ning looked at him: "You don't have to..."
Zhuang Yan interrupted him: "Think about it, if I find out that someone wants to climb on your bed... I'm afraid I will be more angry than you."
"But you don't get mad at me, you just get mad at other people," Shainin said.
Zhuang Yan smiled: "You're not mad at me either."
Xie Ning was stunned for a while, then frowned, "But I... still locked the door."
"That's just your way of expressing your insecurities." Zhuang Yan looked down at him, "If I... maybe it's a different way."
Xie Ning asked subconsciously, "What way?"
Zhuang Yan raised his brows and said in a low voice, "Like this."
He lowered his head, kissed Xie Ning's lips, turned down, and lightly bit twice on his neck.
It took Xie Ning a long time to react, and Zhuang Yan was taking the opportunity to ask for welfare for himself.
He regained his senses and stretched out his hand to push Zhuang Yan away.
Zhuang Yan let go of him this time in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Are you in a better mood? Let's eat first?"
Xie Ning looked at his face and nodded after a while.
The little thing in my heart has disappeared without a trace.
…
There are probably no secrets in the crew.
Within two days, a piece of news slowly spread.
It is said that Zhuang Yan does not like women, and prefers clean and pure boys.
Most people think it is nonsense, but some people believe it is true.
The proof is that after that, Xie Ning met someone at the door of the room again, it was a boy.
He was young and looked like a student, but Xie Ning's eyes were a little provocative.
Xie Ning entered the room with a blank expression, but this time he didn't put anyone in.
But Zhuang Yan was really angry, called the life producer and the casting assistant director, scolded him in the face, and called the manager of the hotel again.
Then, the top layer is much cleaner.
The rumor circulated in the crew for a while, and it also reached Sheng Shisong's ears.
The assistant finished the gossip and said with a smile: "I don't know how it came out, it's probably fake."
Sheng Shisong raised his eyebrows, Xie Ning's face inexplicably floated in front of him.
His expression was strange for a moment, and it turned into a knowing smile.
The author has something to say: stingy and happy.
Any tantrums that don't move the real thing are fun.