Qin Ke's room is a suite.
After passing the small living room for entertaining guests outside, the bedroom with a double bed is located inside.
This place is as tidy as his home, and everything that has been used is placed in its proper place. At this time, there is an open script and a bottle of water on the coffee table in the living room. Other than that, there is nothing superfluous of sundries.
Qin Ke pushed the suitcase into the bedroom, turned his face and asked, "Are you going to take a shower first?"
Song Yunran was still a little dazed, obediently took the toiletries and went into the bathroom.
The hot water washed away the exhaustion from the exhaustion of the boat and the car, and also restored his sanity after being tossed out of his brain by the horror of the ticket.
There was only one double bed in the room.
The sofa in the living room seemed to be no more than 1.8 meters long. Neither he nor Qin Ke could sleep on it.
so…
He wants to share the bed with Qin Ke tonight
Song Yunran's heart skipped a beat, secretly annoyed.
Why did he agree in a muddleheaded way.
But now that I have finished taking a bath, it seems a bit of a waste of time to ask Assistant Tang to find another hotel to stay in.
He was suddenly caught in a dilemma. He was afraid that Qin Ke would become wild in the middle of the night, but he also didn't want to appear too coy.
Is this also part of Qin Ke's scheme
As expected of the protagonist in the book, he is truly a master at manipulating people's hearts!
Thinking about it, it was a rainy night, a lonely man and a widow were in the same room.
Judging from Qin Ke's thinking about love, he probably thinks that today's atmosphere is good, and it's a good day for a showdown.
Maybe when he opened the bathroom door now, he could see Qin Ke already posing provocatively outside.
Thinking of this, Song Yunran sneered in disdain.
Just wait, when I open the bathroom door, Dad is going to destroy all your fantasies himself!
After sorting out his thoughts, he didn't hesitate any longer, opened the door neatly, and walked out proudly.
Then I saw Qin Ke sitting on the sofa, looking down at the script in his hand.
Completely looks like a dedicated actor.
The scene Song Yunran envisioned did not happen, and he was inexplicably disappointed.
He walked over to sit down, thought for a while and said tentatively: "It's only past nine o'clock, are you going to read the script all the time tonight?"
"Ok?"
Qin Ke raised his thin eyelids, thinking that Xiao Song was about to make an important instruction, so he asked, "What do you want me to do with you?"
Song Yunran was stabbed in the chest by a boomerang, his face was almost flushed, how did he talk, what did he do... what do you mean... this is so strange.
He covered his face with a towel and pretended to wipe his hair: "I just want to see if you are working hard!"
Qin Ke smiled, and stopped when his eyes fell on a few strands of wet black hair on the back of his neck, and quickly withdrew without a trace: "If you are sleepy, go to bed first. Assistant Tang and I will go to see Zhong Xiaofeng?"
"I'll go too." Song Yunran finally remembered that there was still this serious business.
Qin Ke said: "Too many people go at once, what if he is stressed again?"
Song Yunran: "Then tell Assistant Tang not to go. His face has no affinity at all. I suspect that Zhong Xiaofeng was scared away by him."
Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds: "Are you sure you don't need to sleep?"
"No, I was too tired on the train before, and I'm almost resting now."
Song Yunran threw the bath towel aside, and said against his messy hair, "It's just that you haven't slept all day, what's the point, or is it because you're young and your energy is exhausted? Ah, why don't the company send you a Some skin care products?"
The end of the speech also rose significantly, revealing the coexistence of doubt and contempt.
Qin Ke looked at him calmly, without saying a word.
"..."
Song Yunran felt guilty at this glance, fearing that Qin Ke would prove it to him on the spot, he quickly grabbed the mobile phone next to him, sent a message to Assistant Tang, and then urged: "What are you looking at, hurry up!"
Meanwhile, the downstairs room.
Assistant Tang, who was about to go upstairs, paused and looked at the phone: "Mr. Xiao Song told me not to go, and said that he and Qin Ke should come forward."
"Hiss..." Xiao Ke hesitated with a piece of potato chips in his mouth, "Assistant Tang, I have a question, can you give me advice?"
"you say."
"It stands to reason that Qin Ke, as an artist, can just stop Zhong Xiaofeng. Don't look at him like this. In fact, filming is quite tiring during this time. It's hard to take a day off. Why should he help?" Where is President Xiao Song handling the work?"
Assistant Tang pushed the lens: "Zhong Xiaofeng is the person he introduced. Shouldn't he be responsible for the aftermath if something goes wrong?"
Xiao Ke turned his head: "Is that all?"
But why did he feel that it wasn't that simple
"Of course that's the only way."
Assistant Tang put on a straight face and criticized in a deep voice, "Don't think about anything if you have nothing to do. If you are really free, you can enroll in a training class to improve yourself."
Xiao Ke: "...?"
Assistant Tang looked sad: "Otherwise, be careful about your year-end bonus."
Song Yunran did not expect to meet Fang Zhou again.
Not to mention that when Fang Zhou reunited after a long absence, when he saw him, he would greet him excitedly.
"Mr. Song, long time no see!"
Fang Zhou enthusiastically held his hands, shaking them up and down, "How have you been recently?"
Song Yunran was confused, and his first reaction was to look at Fang Zhou's pants pocket.
Fang Zhou quickly explained: "My mobile phone is in the TV cabinet, and the recording is not turned on."
"... Oh, you are sensible."
Song Yunran still didn't understand why the other party was so enthusiastic.
When he was confused, Qin Ke beside him said coldly: "Have you finished greeting?"
"Ah yes, let's talk about business."
Only then did Fang Zhou react, let go of Song Yunran's hand, and sat back to the previous position.
Song Yunran and Qin Ke also sat down, and they both looked at Xinghe's screenwriter at the same time.
When Zhong Xiaofeng saw that it was Song Yun but not Assistant Tang, his fear of being scolded eased a little, he raised his head and smiled sheepishly.
Song Yunran was curious about what Fang Zhou could persuade, so he said, "You guys continue?"
"Okay." Fang Zhou asked, "What did you just say?"
Zhong Xiaofeng thoughtfully reminded: "Speaking of you terminating the contract with Xinghe."
Song Yunran: "???"
How long has it been and what were you two doing before? !
Fang Zhou bent down, put his elbows on his knees, and put on a long talk posture: "After leaving Xinghe, I thought that the opportunity to make a big splash came. At that moment, I seemed to see a bright future beckoning to me, but I didn't Thinking, it’s just another low point. Do you know what happened to me?”
"Oh? What is it?" Zhong Xiaofeng asked.
Fang Zhou: "The new company treats me very well, and directly arranged for me a male lead with an urban theme."
Zhong Xiaofeng: "That's a good thing."
Fang Zhou: "But I never thought that I would be scolded by the director on the first day I joined the group."
Zhong Xiaofeng: "Why did you scold you?"
Fang Zhou: "The director thinks that I'm playing the overlord, which doesn't look like the overlord."
Zhong Xiaofeng: "Oh, this is not a good evaluation."
Song Yunran: "..."
He turned his face to look at Qin Ke, just as Qin Ke also raised his eyes to look over, both of them conveyed the same speechless eyes.
At that moment, Song Yunran realized.
In this room, only he and Qin Ke are humans with normal IQs.
"Can you two stop talking about cross talk?" He tapped on the handrail impatiently, "Get to the point."
Mr. Xiao Song spoke, but Fang Zhou dared not not listen.
He quickly sped up his speech, and said in one breath: "Anyway, it was delayed for several days in the end, and the investor was not happy, so he kicked me out of the crew. My agent didn't know what to think, and forced me to sign The new contract puts me in the current crew."
Zhong Xiaofeng's heart trembled when he heard it, and he felt that he had a sympathy with Fang Zhou: "Brother, it turns out that you, like me, were put in an inappropriate position."
He clutched his wrist tightly, shook his head and sighed, "So you want to tell me that I should retreat in spite of difficulties?"
"What's the rush, listen to me."
Fang Zhou continued, "The drama we filmed is called "The Story of Shuisheng Town". To put it bluntly, it is a local drama. When I first came here, I remembered what Mr. Song said at the beginning, and I was very unconvinced. Who knew it was filmed?" One month, guess what happened?"
Song Yunran answered subconsciously: "What happened?"
As soon as the words came out, he choked up.
Why did I become the same as Zhong Xiaofeng, there is something about Fang Zhou.
Fang Zhou smiled shyly, and turned to look at him: "Mr. Song, I found that you are right, I am suitable for acting in local dramas. Since I came to this crew, the director and producer have praised me every day. The combined praise of the actors who have been there for five years is not as much as what I heard in this month."
Song Yunran couldn't help but froze.
Although he thought that Fang Zhou should change the route at the beginning, he didn't expect the effect to be so good.
Fang Zhou turned his head and said to Zhong Xiaofeng: "I used to have a sad face when I came to the set, but now it's different. I look forward to filming every day. So you see, since Mr. Song is optimistic about you, it proves that you really have such strength."
After pausing for half a beat, he said loudly again: "You don't need to believe in yourself, but you must always believe in Mr. Song!"
Zhong Xiaofeng was shocked suddenly, as if his soul had been washed by this voice, he looked over with a sudden realization.
Song Yunran's scalp was numb from the staring of these two people, and he subconsciously looked at Qin Ke, trying to share the embarrassment of this embarrassing moment with him.
Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he bumped into Qin Ke's eyes with a mocking smile.
What are you laughing laughing!
Song Yunran was almost bursting with shame, and frantically blinked to signal Qin Ke to rescue him.
Fortunately, Qin Ke's conscience was still alive. After a few seconds of silence, he asked Zhong Xiaofeng, "Do you still want to run?"
"I won't run away." Zhong Xiaofeng puffed up his chest, "I can't let Mr. Song down from me!"
"Okay, okay."
Song Yunran couldn't stand the inexplicable bloody atmosphere, and without even noticing, he grabbed Qin Ke's hand, "Then you two continue to talk about cross talk, and we will withdraw first."
Rushing back to the opposite room in one go, Song Yunran patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fang Zhou is too scary, is he playing me on purpose?"
Qin Ke locked the door and commented: "I think he is quite sincere, and he is right."
It's just a slightly exaggerated way of expressing it.
For some reason, Qin Ke's calm and deep voice sounded particularly convincing.
Song Yunran can do it again.
He raised his chin and said proudly: "Of course, knowing people and making good use of them is the basic requirement of being a CEO. If I don't even have this ability, how can I manage a company as big as Xinghe."
Qin Ke suppressed a smile and didn't remind him that Xinghe is not a big company.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Yunran immediately became dissatisfied: "Why didn't you speak? After watching the scene just now, don't you think I'm very powerful?"
"sharp."
Qin Ke lowered his eyelashes, and said in a serious tone, "Then may I ask the mighty Mr. Song, can you let me go now?"
Song Yunran was taken aback, only to realize that his claws were still tightly grasping Qin Ke's wrist.
He cleared his throat, and while letting go, he didn't forget to snort coldly: "I just forgot by accident, and I didn't mean to hold you on purpose."
Cheapskate.
As he walked to the bedroom, he complained in his heart, what's wrong with letting his father take him down.
Didn't you watch the big head son when you were a child, don't you remember how to sing the theme song
You can't just grab your wrist and make you so excited that you can't extricate yourself.
Song Yunran's footsteps stopped suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Ke taking out his pajamas from the closet, as if he was about to take a bath.
That's right, it's always played like this on TV. When the hero can't help himself, he especially likes to take a cold shower.
Song Yunran sighed, and looked at his sinful right hand, how could you cause trouble again
When Qin Ke came out of the shower, Song Yunran was about to go to bed.
He thought for a moment, and decided to put the ugly words first: "I have high requirements for the sleeping environment."
"I remember, you said it." Qin Ke replied.
Song Yunran got into the bed, and after a while, he exposed his head again: "Then don't touch your hands when you sleep at night."
After tossing for a long time, Qin Ke was also sleepy.
He turned off the light in the room, and when he lay down, he replied helplessly: "Got it, good night."
"Good night."
The field of vision was plunged into darkness.
Song Yunran cautiously slowed down his movements, tried several times over and over again, and finally decided to turn his back on Qin Ke.
When vision is useless, hearing becomes extra sensitive.
The man's steady breathing came from behind shallowly, like some kind of unknown lurking in the dark, which aroused his infinite imagination.
At this moment, Song Yunran realized that the 1.8-meter bed was not big at all, as if Qin Ke could reach his shoulders as long as he stretched out his hand.
Fortunately, Qin Ke seems to have fallen asleep.
Song Yunran finally felt relieved, turned over to face Qin Ke again, blinked his eyes a few times, and slowly fell asleep.
Not long after, Qin Ke who was "asleep" opened his eyes in the darkness.
He really didn't know where Song Yunran got so much energy that he could still toss on the bed for a long time before falling asleep.
His field of vision gradually got used to the light at this moment.
Qin Ke turned his face sideways, and used his eyes to trace the outline of Song Yunran immersed in the night.
The messy forehead blocked his usually bright and clear eyes, and the raised quilt covered his chin and lips, leaving only a tall nose bridge exposed for people to admire.
It looks a bit inexplicably cute.
Qin Ke smiled silently, and just about to close his eyes, Song Yunran, who was sleeping, suddenly kicked the quilt away, and then put his legs on Qin Ke's waist with a "slap".
Qin Ke: "..."
He sat up, put Song Yunran's legs back, and lay down again.
Within a few seconds, Song Yunran put his legs up again.
And this time, without waiting for Qin Ke to act, he stretched out his arms even more vigorously.
The scent of the shower gel provided by the hotel lingered in his breath, making Qin Ke's movements stiff for a moment.
He really wanted to wake people up and ask, "Who on earth moves his hands and feet while sleeping?"
In the end, he could only tighten his lips, trying to push people away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched Song Yunran's shoulder, the other party hugged him even harder.
Song Yunran said vaguely, "Monica, be good, don't move around."
"...Who is Monica?" Qin Ke asked numbly.
This question seemed to baffle Song Yunran.
With his eyes closed, he rubbed his furry head against Qin Ke's body a few times before finally giving the answer: "Wow!"
Oh.
Qin Ke thought blankly, it was a dog.
The author has something to say: Why are you still swearing while you are asleep