When his voice fell, no one spoke for a while.
When there was another movement, it was Chen Zhan who arrived. The medicine box of the small bottle is placed in the pocket, and there is no clue if you don't look carefully.
When he saw Yin Ronglan, he joked, "I looked around outside and thought you had escaped."
Yin Ronglan smiled helplessly and helped him open the chair.
Lin Chiang interrupted their communication and introduced several investors one by one.
Chen Zhan's observation skills are very keen, noticing that the young man's eyes are always squinting at him, the covert peeping can't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
The young man felt guilty of being a thief, and felt that it was too deliberate to look away now, so he simply let go of his hands to perform, and immediately gave him a wink.
The elder reprimanded: "Be serious."
While the boy pouted, Chen Zhan had already sat down.
He was just right in some respects, and after pouring the tea, he gently turned the turntable on the table and sent it to everyone.
Lin Chiang said calmly: "Since you want to invest in movies, it's better to do it all at once."
The elder replied: "It's not bad for a big production. But it will be shot in the second half of the year, just in time for next year's Lunar New Year."
"Good idea," another middle-aged man also smiled: "Maybe I can make a little fire."
The young man was stunned when he heard it, and he really understood what it means to open his eyes and talk nonsense under the circumstances.
Chen Zhan frowned slightly, not being confused by the big cake he drew. This is just the beginning of the year, and who can say what will happen at the end of the year, there are many variables in the middle.
Lin Chiang took out the script and pushed it over: "In the meantime, you can also try to write a script and choose the best one."
Chen Zhan is committed to developing an infinite sideline, and when he heard the screenwriter, his eyes moved slightly and he thought about it.
Just after reading a topic, Chen Zhan put the script in front of Yin Ronglan and let him make up his mind.
Yin Ronglan lowered his head and sat up straight, more like reviewing it. After he turned the pages, Chen Zhan asked, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
The hand that just picked up the cup was put down, Yin Ronglan's eyes were very complicated.
The boy on the other side couldn't help rubbing his nose. The words just now seemed to be heard often in idol dramas.
Yin Ronglan finally chose to decapitate.
The opportunity to confess should have been found long before filming began at the end of the year.
The waiters handled the dishes with care, and few people spoke during the meal, let alone reached out to touch the wine glasses. Naturally, the hangover medicine that Chen Zhan had prepared in advance would not come in handy.
Keep it that way and finish your meal in an eerie atmosphere.
Lin Chiang himself would not be sloppy. When he got up to check out, several other people walked out one after another. Everyone stopped at the door of the hotel to say a few words, leave their contact information, and don't spread their words.
Chen Zhan and Yin Ronglan walked all the way, pacing slowly in the direction of the bus station: "Before the official decision is made, it is easy to have a lot of dreams at night. Do you want to contact others to try?"
Yin Ronglan's expression was dim under the neon light. When he turned his face slightly, his expression was always gentle: "This one is enough."
Chen Zhan's understanding of him is that he will leave a way out, and he said with a smile: "Is it so optimistic?"
Yin Ronglan responded earnestly: "It's a big production." Avoiding being asked where he lived, he took the initiative to say, "I'll go back with you and pick up that dog by the way."
Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "The old man complains about it every day and it's making people poor."
Consistent with what he described, when the old man opposite saw Yin Ronglan, his face sank: "You trained a good dog."
Yin Ronglan knew that he was wrong and waved at the dog. The stubborn dog saw that he was the one who could feed himself, so he ran over with joy.
The two stood and chatted with the old man for a while. After looking at the time, the old man said, "It's hard to walk at night, why don't you stay here today?"
Yin Ronglan was thinking about refusing, when he heard Chen Zhan say, "You may not be able to catch the last train if you go now, it's too expensive to rent."
Feeling that the second half of the sentence is the key point, Yin Ronglan still nodded in order not to collapse the character design.
The sofas in the old man's house were all wood, and the small sofa sent by Chen Zhan could not be used to sleep. Yin Ronglan ended up staying at Chen Zhan's house.
"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."
Chen Zhan was quite neat. After taking a shower, he found a disposable toothbrush for him. Then he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Yin Ronglan could only laugh at this scene, shook his head, lay down and gradually fell asleep.
The next day, I heard the sound of clicking in the haze, and when I walked to the living room, I saw that Chen Zhan was awake and was typing.
From some inadvertently exposed potential, it can be seen that he is actually a workaholic at heart.
[System: Someone is here.]
Chen Zhan raised his head and said, "There are eggs and bread on the table."
Yin Ronglan glanced at it. The egg was fried, and there was an empty plate on the other side. Obviously, the other party had already finished eating it.
Such a scene made him feel a strange feeling in his heart, looking at the dining table and fell into silence.
Every once in a while, Chen Zhan would stand up, kick his legs and turn his wrists, looking funny. Today is Saturday, Yin Ronglan thought about giving up the idea of going to the company to work overtime, and watched him finish stretching like an old man, and said, "You have been very diligent in updating recently."
"Prepare to start the second part."
Yin Ronglan sat down beside him after breakfast.
Chen Zhan turned around and smiled: "Help me pay attention to the typos."
Yin Ronglan nodded.
As the sky gradually brightened, the birds outside the window seemed to wake up in an instant, and they did not forget to chirp in the cold season. Chen Zhan got up and closed the window, and after isolating the sound, he concentrated on the code words—
Even if I wanted to ignore it, the world didn't let me go.
Newspapers, media and even passers-by on the streets are discussing the news that President Lin's marriage proposal was successful.
I started to hate going out even more, trying to block out those unpleasant sounds. The queen and the president, such two people together, make the words of public opinion full of imagination.
In those processed reports, an extremely romantic story is created: the two sides fall in love at first sight, overcome many obstacles and come together. In fact, no one knows better than me about their development.
The first time he and the goddess met was in a singing competition program that Lin’s participated in investing.
One of the links is that President Lin, as a special guest, puts a wreath on the best player in his mind.
As a qualified fan, you must seize every opportunity to give others Amway your idol. Long before he entered the scene, I followed him all the way, thinking about how to make him notice the goddess without leaving any traces.
During this period, he has answered the phone four times. The program has not yet started recording, and he can already see the impatience in the eyes of the parties.
"You find someone to preside over the meeting first, and I'll be there in half an hour." After answering the phone again, the impatience was extreme.
He is in a hurry.
After coming to this conclusion, I hurried to the backstage. It's a pity that the staff at the door stopped me, and the field manager saw my face was ugly: "Don't go too far."
This person is my college classmate, and I have been pestering me for a long time in order to be a live audience.
"400,000." I held the person and whispered: "There is only one request, when the special guests come on stage, let Jiang Ying stand in the middle."
This is very easy to operate, as long as you adjust the order in which the players come on stage.
It's just a position, but the field manager finally nodded.
Finally, when the guests presented the flowers, everyone was nervous about the choice of President Lin's.
According to the program flow, the president had to go on stage and say a few words. He stood in the center of the stage, and the players in the row behind him stood at a distance from each other, standing gracefully. Only the goddess was closest to him.
The straight line between two points is the shortest.
In order to be in a hurry, he will definitely choose the goddess.
Sure enough, without any thought, he gave the wreath to the goddess and left in a hurry.
After typing the last word, Chen Zhan let out a light sigh of relief, enjoying the moment of comfort after work.
Yin Ronglan's expression was a little strange: "Are you sure that's the truth?"
About Lin Chiang and Jiang Ying, it was once a topic of national discussion. Even if he was not interested in the entertainment industry, Yin Ronglan would occasionally hear discussions from company staff in the pantry or cafeteria.
For a while, many people dreamed of the kind of love at first sight that the media described between them.
Chen Zhan nodded: "Of course."
Not long after the release of the new chapter, it really caused a huge topic of discussion:
"Between two points, the straight line is the shortest!"
"The scary thing is that it was ridiculous at first, but when you think about it, it actually stands up to scrutiny."
"I found the original program video. The stage is very big. As long as I don't go astray, I will indeed choose the actress."
"Am I the only one who sympathizes with Chen Zhan? I spent 400,000 yuan to successfully connect the goddess in my heart."
"Continue to knock on Chen Zhan and Lin Chiang's CP, don't ask me why."
After being crazy @, Lin Chiang didn't show up to respond for a long time. He is at home at the moment, and he is slightly glad that Jiang Ying has an event today.
Mother Lin's retirement life is almost all about taking care of flowers and plants, and the news notifications on her mobile phone directly push the most exciting news headlines. After scanning his eyes, he didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "It's true, right?"
Lin Chiang nodded.
It is undeniable that Chen Zhan's analysis on this point is very accurate.
Mother Lin sighed: "Go buy a small gift and take the initiative to apologize."
There were still two hours before Jiang Ying returned, barely in time, Lin Chiang drove out to a nearby shopping mall.
The shopping malls are very crowded on weekends, and fortunately, most people in the jewelry-selling places only look at them but don’t buy them. The counter lady came over to introduce him enthusiastically after seeing him.
Lin Chiang likes a necklace, Jiang Ying's skin is white, it is very suitable to wear.
The two high school students passing by behind probably didn't recognize him, and they were still gossiping as they walked.
"Have you checked Weibo? Chen Zhan said that this is the last chapter of "Confessions"."
"Hey. How can I eat melons in the future?"
"Don't panic, he posted a link to a new article, it seems to be "The Years I Persecuted Actresses", and he will publish it in two days after hearing about it."
Lin Chiang's ear tip moved, and he turned on his mobile phone to confirm that it really happened.
There was a hint of joy on his cold face.
The lady at the counter looked at him, and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, do you want to take this out and show it to you?"
"No need." Lin Chiang put away his phone and asked, "Do you know where there are firecrackers for sale?"
Given the address of the nearest sales point for fireworks and firecrackers, the lady at the counter was inexplicable... It's not yet New Year's Eve, what's there to celebrate
The author has something to say: Lin Chiang: It's New Year's Eve!