Midnight Cinderella

Chapter 37: Thirty-sixth night

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Feng Jing parked his car in the underground garage, and went upstairs with a barbecue. This time Jiang Ran noticed him earlier than Erhuang. Before Feng Jing knocked on the door, she had already opened the door.

"Wow, I can smell barbecue from far away!" Jiang Ran looked at the packing box in his hand with bright eyes.

Feng Jing smiled helplessly, handed him the barbecue, put on slippers and walked in. Jiang Ran brought two plates from the kitchen, took out the packed barbecue one by one and arranged them. Looking at the dishes that were exactly the same as what he ordered, Jiang Ran couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "You have a good memory. I only said it once, and you will remember them all. Did you learn from the script? "

Feng Jing had already taken off his mask and hat at this moment. He went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and walked to the table to pick up the roast beef: "It's nothing to memorize the script. When I was playing the drama in school, those long strings His lines are the real test of skills."

When he said this, he reminded Jiang Ran: "Yes, I read your resume on Zhu before, and it said that when I was studying, I played a lot of dramas, and I also did a master's degree in acting in Lunyi."

Feng Jing just finished eating a bunch of beef, and looked at her jokingly: "So you still searched for me on Z Hug?"

"Yes, yes, it's all about you, please be happy." Jiang Ran also picked up a bunch of chicken wings and took a bite. This person, I am proud of him, "but this time the role is not good, you The previous roles of Lin Yu and Omega belong to the kind of characters that have very prominent characteristics, and they are easier to make an impact on people. This time the actor is a small company employee, is it difficult to grasp? "

"Yeah... That's fine." Feng Jing didn't expect Jiang Ran to talk to him about his work, but since she asked, he was also happy to communicate with her. I played a similar clerk. At that time, in order to create a good role, my teacher asked me to go to the office building and subway station every day—I had to go during the rush hour. It lasted for two months. I needed it every day. Write a diary, record your experience and experience, and show it to him the next day."

Jiang Ran heard of these things for the first time, half a novel and half amazed: "I didn't expect you to fight like this when you were in college, and your teacher is so strict."

When it comes to his teacher, Feng Jing is still very impressed: "My teacher is very famous, and his requirements for accepting apprentices are very high."

"Oh, you're proud again."

Feng Jing laughed twice and said: "Ms. Ge has brought out a lot of outstanding students. I am nothing but he really taught me a lot of things. At that time, he carefully read every diary I kept. I have also commented on it. They are all very valuable opinions. I still keep this diary. If I don’t figure it out, I will look it up. There will always be new experiences and gains."

When he talked about "Teacher Ge", Jiang Ran was somewhat impressed: "Teacher Ge, is it called Ge Hongyi?"

Feng Jing cocked his mouth and asked, "Zhu said again?"

Jiang Ran nodded: "Yes, the answerer is very good, he knows a lot of inside stories, he has also seen your drama. Ah, what a pity, now I can't see your drama."

"Maybe there will be another chance in the future?" Feng Jing patted her head lightly. The soft touch made him love it. "When there is a chance in the future, I will take you to see Teacher Ge. I haven't been back to school for a long time. Him."

Jiang Ran widened his eyes in surprise: "Can I go too?" Ah, she hasn't gone to a place like the film academy yet! "Are there handsome men and beauties everywhere in the film academy?"

"It's okay, but there are more handsome and beautiful women than other schools." Feng Jing took a skewer of beef and passed it to her, "You should eat something first, and let it cool later."

"Oh, my kitchen is still stewing soup!" Jiang Ran quickly stood up and ran into the kitchen to see her soup.

Her little tail, Erhuang, did not follow her, but lay in front of Feng Jing's legs, staring at the beef in his hand. Feng Jing shook his head at it and said, "This is for Jiang Ran."

"Wow." Erhuang yelled twice in dissatisfaction, as if accusing him of being stingy.

Feng Jing thought that he was about to turn on the phone and would bother Erhuang obediently at night, so he relaxed again: "You can eat if you want. When you go to the crew, be good at night and don't make trouble."

"Wang." As if he could understand what he was saying, Er Huang flicked his tail at him. Feng Jing learned what Jiang Ran did before, first took a glass of white water with a paper cup, rinsed the seasoning on the beef, and then fed it to Erhuang.

Erhuang contentedly swallowed a piece of beef, then flicked his tail at him. Feng Jing looked at its big black eyes, and suddenly wanted to try... Give it a kiss.

In fact, kissing an animal is not so unacceptable, and the two yellows are handsome in their cuteness, and their cute appearance really makes the urge to kiss him.

For his future happy life, Feng Jing decided to give it a go.

He hugged Er Huang, and Er Huang looked up at him cooperatively, his round eyes were black and bright.

Jiang Ran saw this picture when he came out of the kitchen. The orange sunlight hit them. The handsome man was holding a handsome little dog. The picture was warm and beautiful.

She quietly picked up the phone and wanted to take a secret photo. Who knew that as soon as she turned on the camera, Feng Jing gently pressed Er Huang's nose and kissed it. Jiang Ran's hand shook and filmed the scene.

Feng Jing only noticed Jiang Ran who was standing on the side and the phone in her hand.

… How familiar is this scene.

Isn't she sneaking a photo again!

"Uh..." Jiang Ran was caught again, subconsciously trying to change the subject, "I often kiss Erhuang too."

Feng Jing: "..."

He put down Erhuang and walked in her direction: "Have you taken the photo?"

"Take it." Jiang Ran said, and quickly assured Feng Jing, "But I will never tell it, I will... use it as my mobile desktop."

Feng Jing: "..."

No, can't it be deleted

"show me."

Jiang Ran handed the phone obediently.

The photos on the screen surprised Feng Jingwei, who turned out to be... unexpectedly beautiful. This hue is already very warm, and the expressions of him and Erhuang are very soft and natural, and they look really beautiful.

"The picture is not bad," he said.

Jiang Ran thought he would delete the photos, and now he seemed to see hope: "Right? It's mainly because the models are good-looking."

Feng Jing smiled, ah, he deserves to be a dog with his soul exchange, and his appearance is guaranteed.

"Then can I use it as a mobile desktop?"

Feng Jing was a little helpless: "Does it have to be used as a desktop?"

Jiang Ran nodded quickly.

"… whatever."

"Haha." Jiang Ran smiled happily, edited the photo again, and set it as his desktop, "It's so beautiful! Do I have the talent to be a photographer?"

Feng Jing smiled and said: "You also said that the model is good-looking, and many photographers say that it looks good no matter how I shoot."

Jiang Ran: "..."

I haven't found out before that Mr. Feng is quite narcissistic.

"Okay, wash your hands and eat." She pushed Feng Jing into the kitchen, serving dishes by herself. Feng Jing helped her get the soup out, and Er Huang flicked his tail and leaned over.

The two had dinner with one dog, and it was less than eight o'clock. Feng Jing didn't want to leave so early, and there was nothing to do while staying in the house, so Jiang Ran took him down for a walk in Erhuang.

It just happened to eat a lot at night.

"Ah, I don't think I can eat with you in the future. Every time I eat with you, I eat a lot." Especially when he asked him to buy barbecue today, he actually bought so much, and she almost died after eating.

Feng Jing said, "It's okay, you can look good even if you grow more meat."

"Don't don't don't, the flesh will grow on you!"

Feng Jing was amused by her tone. Jiang Ran usually feels gentle and mature to him, but occasionally, she also has the side of such a little girl. He smiled and took her hand, and said spoilingly: "Well, all the meat has grown on me. We are the slenderest dyed."

The sentence "Ran Ran" made Jiang Ran blushing again.

"I have to be busy joining the group these days, so I don't have time to come over. When I find a chance, I will come to you." Fortunately, this time the filming is basically in City A, and it doesn't have to be too far apart.

"Okay, come on filming, when the movie is released, I will definitely go to support the box office."

Feng Jing rubbed her head silently, and walked through this small community with her in hand.

After walking the Erhuang, Feng Jing drove back by himself, and Jiang Ran led Erhuang upstairs.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Feng Jing lay on the bay window of Jiang Ran's bedroom on time.

Feng Jing: "..."

Why is he so stupid that he believes Feng Ya's pro-dog, ha ha.

Jiang Ran took a shower from the bathroom, and rubbed Erhuang's dog's head smoothly: "What's wrong with Erhuang, is it hurting spring and autumn again?"

Feng Jing: "..."

He felt that if it weren't for becoming a dog, Jiang Ran might have already suspected him.

Jiang Ran checked the WeChat messages last time and turned off the computer to sleep.

"Good night, Erhuang."

"Wang." Feng Jing shook his tail. Did he have to spend the night with Jiang Ran in this way

… I'm desperate when I think about it.

The busy days in the next few days made him temporarily forget this despair, and because Qin Fan and Michelle were by his side, it was not convenient for him to call Jiang Ran.

Fortunately, the two also added a WeChat account, and Jiang Ran occasionally sends him messages.

Jiang Ran: I have harvested another batch of vegetables, I can't eat it

Jiang Ran: You are not free recently, so I will send it to my mother.

Feng Jing: Good

Feng Jing: The opening ceremony will be held tomorrow

Jiang Ran: Okay, I will keep an eye on Weibo updates hahaha

Jiang Ran: Yes, I have received the fleur Christmas limit [shy]

When Feng Jing saw this, he finally smiled. He looked around, Qin Fan and Michelle were busy, and then quietly sent her a voice: "You like it."