The plot of this movie is simple and bloody, and it belongs to the series that you can guess the ending just by looking at the beginning, but Ji Mingshu still watched it with special sincerity.
After coming out of the theater, she also took a ticket stub and sent it to Moments, giving people a technical demining without spoilers.
When she was taking pictures of the ticket stubs, Cen Sen happened to be standing on her right side, and the custom-made watch on her left wrist was accidentally caught in the mirror. She noticed it in the photo, but she didn't know why, she didn't crop it or cover it , as if you didn't notice anything, just sent it out.
At four o'clock in the morning, many party animals were still awake. Ji Mingshu received hundreds of likes in less than five minutes after posting it on Moments.
Shu Yang didn't sleep either, and played a few high cards with his friends in the bar.
Seeing Ji Mingshu's movement, he zoomed in on the picture and squinted to observe, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was happy.
Shu Yang: [picture]
Shu Yang: [Watching a movie with my wife at four o'clock in the morning, Brother Sen is awesome.]
Shu Yang: [In the future, who will say that Brother Sen is a steel straight man who doesn't understand style?]
Shu Yang: [Jiang Che, Mr. Jiang, you should learn a little bit.]
A few of them have a wechat chat group, and the leader of the group is Jiang Che.
On weekdays, Jiang Che, Shu Yang, and Zhao Yang are considered active in it, but Cen Sen is basically in the state of growing grass in front of the grave, but very occasionally, he will also cheat corpses and forward some current events and industry trends to the group.
At this moment, Shu Yang was teasing in the group, that is, because no one was online in the dead of night, he would not be bullied.
Who would have imagined that Jiang Che had a quarrel with Zhou You tonight, went home and pretended to be his grandson to wash his feet, and took a long time to coax him to sleep. Now the two of them are lying on the same bed and can't do anything. He was holding fire in his heart, and it happened that Shu Yang ran into the muzzle of a gun to seek humiliation, so naturally he would not let go of this great opportunity.
Moreover, Jiang Che has always been a loyal supporter of the modern burial system of "I'm not happy, you all have to die", he kicked Shu Yang out of the group chat without giving him a chance to refute.
Not satisfied with this, he picked out Zhao Yang who was in his sleep and was unaware of all this, and humiliated him by turning over old accounts, and finally it was Cen Sen's turn.
—Maybe because he felt lonely when no one was watching when he was full of sarcasm, he even pulled Shu Yang back.
Jiang Che: [Cen Sen, watch a movie at four in the morning and make a fuss, if you can, take your wife home and have sex, don't be ashamed outside.]
Jiang Che: [Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock Rong Yue will sign a contract, so there's no need to go because you look so badass, I'm really unlucky to cooperate with a wife like you.]
Shu Yang added a sentence at the right time.
Shu Yang: [Still hanging out so late, probably because my wife can't bring her home.]
Jiang Che: [That's right, I don't even think about bringing it home this year.]
The two sang together, which seemed to be a bit of an explanation.
"What are you looking at?"
When getting off the elevator, Ji Mingshu saw Cen Sen staring at the phone, and asked a casual question.
Cen Sen said quietly: "It's nothing, I saw that you just posted on Moments."
Ji Mingshu thought of the pictures he posted, and felt a little cautious, not ashamed to ask any more questions.
Cen Sen lowered his eyelids and forwarded a piece of financial news in the group that Jingcheng Capital, which he cooperated with Jiang Che, had reached the third phase of strategic cooperation with Rongyue Technology.
It was written clearly in the news that the signing ceremony was held in Canberra, Australia at 9 am on December 23, which was already 43 hours ago.
Cen Sen: [I don't know who is unlucky for eight lifetimes.]
Cen Sen: [The last sentence you said, bounce back to yourself.]
Jiang Che: […]
Jiang Che: [You are three years old, you still rebound.]
Cen Sen didn't go back because the elevator had already reached the first floor.
It was cold and windy at night, and the car was still parked at the west gate. Cen Sen took off his coat and put it on Ji Mingshu, and the two walked back to the west gate side by side.
At four o'clock in the morning in the imperial capital, the night was dark and deep, and there was still snow falling occasionally under the quiet street lamps. There was a thick layer of fresh snow on the ground, and the shoes creaked when they stepped on it.
Cen Sen: "Are you sleepy?"
"A little bit." It's okay not to ask, but Ji Mingshu yawned unconsciously when he asked.
After getting in the car, Cen Sen looked at the time, and suggested plainly: "Go back to Mingshui, I have a meeting in the morning, so I won't be able to sleep for long."
Ji Mingshu rubbed his seat belt, and didn't answer right away.
She looked directly at the snow in front of her, as if she was thinking about something seriously.
After the car started, she nodded reservedly, reluctantly saying: "Since you have a meeting in the morning, you should go to Mingshui to stay overnight."
"Um."
Cen Sen turned the steering wheel and turned his head slightly towards the window on the driver's side.
At an angle that Ji Mingshu couldn't see, the corners of his lips turned upwards, and he gently pulled it down.
Ji Mingshu always felt uncomfortable after agreeing, she put down the back of the chair and lay back, "I'm a little sleepy, let me squint for a while."
Cen Sen said "hmm" again, and reminded, "There is a blanket behind the seat."
Ji Mingshu stretched out his hand and pulled out one, and covered his body neatly, with his hands overlapping in a regular manner on his lower abdomen.
She was obviously sleepy, but looking at the roof of the car, she couldn't fall asleep. On the one hand, she felt very satisfied watching Chuxue spend Christmas with Cen Sen, but on the other hand, recalling Cen Sen's hurtful words the night before she left home, she felt that even He was kidnapped without even getting an apology, and he was too spineless.
Two thoughts intertwined in her mind, she turned left and right, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway, so she simply stood up the seat again.
"What's wrong."
Sitting cross-legged on a chair, Ji Mingshu hugged a pillow with a unique blessing character from a 4S store. After countless detours in his brain circuit, he suddenly responded, "It's nothing, it's just, I think I have to explain it to you. Let me tell you, I didn't do anything to apologize to you."
Cen Sen glanced at her.
"Cen Yang and I just had a simple meal, and I didn't notice that the day he made an appointment was on Christmas Eve. He hugged me, that is, a hug between friends, you know?"
"Ok, I know."
Cen Sen responded indifferently.
"..."
Ji Mingshu looked at him eagerly.
Gone? that's all
He doesn't seem to be jealous at all... Well, that's not the point, it's fine if you're not jealous, so as an equivalent exchange, shouldn't he take the initiative to explain the matter with Li Wenyin and then apologize to her? Why is this man like this.
Just when Ji Mingshu was thinking about whether to ask more clearly, Cen Sen finally realized the deep meaning of her painstaking efforts.
The car passed by the bridge from the Mingshui Mansion to the center of the lake. He slowed down and said, "I didn't do anything to apologize to you."
Here it is, at last.
It's not hopeless!
Ji Mingshu sat up straighter, intending to listen attentively.
But five seconds passed, ten seconds passed, thirty seconds passed, and Cen Sen swung the steering wheel into the garage beautifully, and she couldn't listen to the following.
When she got out of the car, she was still in a daze, clutching the ugly pillow in her hand and refusing to let it go, she walked all the way to the bedroom.
I went out for two meals that day, and watched a movie in the middle of the night. Ji Mingshu wanted to ask Cen Sen after a brief wash, but the entanglement in her thoughts failed to overcome her physical fatigue. As soon as she touched the pillow, she fell asleep. unconscious.
At the end of the year there were a lot of things, Cen Sen was busy with work and hadn't had a good rest for many days, so he managed to spare half a day to coax Ji Mingshu.
Fortunately, he coaxed him back, and he felt a little more relaxed. After washing, he went to bed from the other side, took Ji Mingshu into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Mingshu slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, and Cen Sen had already left for work.
She sat on the bed and rubbed her head, feeling strange yet familiar with the bedroom she hadn't set foot in for many days.
Today is the real Christmas day, and there are naturally blessing messages from all directions on the mobile phone.
Ji Mingshu took a few glances, and suddenly saw the blessings and notices from the producer of "Designer", saying that the post-production of "Designer" has been completed, and the program has been finalized, and it will land in Star City in mid-January TV.
He also told them that these amateur designers can apply for Weibo certification with program keywords in advance, and they can say hello and pass quickly.
Is it scheduled so soon
It's really rich that can turn ghosts around.
There are also Christmas greetings from Feng Yan from the same group and Li Che from a different group.
Anyway, he is also a star, Ji Mingshu politely replied "Merry Christmas".
But when replying to Li Che's message, Ji Mingshu flashed back to Li Che's mind a sentence that Li Che once said: "Actually, it's quite a pity. The producer said that I was originally arranged to be with you, but the sponsor There are their considerations over there, so we changed the group arrangement."
Sponsors have their considerations...
At that time, Ji Mingshu didn't know that the sponsor of "The Designer" was Junyi, and he was not interested in being in the same group as Li Che, so he didn't care at all.
Now that I think about it carefully, could this be written by Cen Sen
She could not help but sit up straighter, and then she thought about her words and asked Li Che.
Li Che is quite free as a celebrity, and the message is almost instant, and the reply is still voice.
It's just that Ji Mingshu wasn't interested in listening to his magnetic voice, so he directly converted it into text—there is such a thing, the sponsor has a designer they have already appointed, and many people know it. Considering the sponsor, the program team is There may be some considerations in terms of lens editing and other aspects. But there are some things that I can't say more about, Miss Ji, don't be disappointed, gold will shine no matter where it is.
Ji Mingshu stared at the converted text, and little flames of anger rose above his head.
Li Che said it was very euphemistic, but it means that a fool can't understand it, right? Didn't he mean to tell her clearly: the show has an inside story, and Junyi doesn't want you to overwhelm the designer he favors, so you have to be prepared for the last shot? !
Cen Sen is a pig's hoof!
She has been working so hard for more than a month, if he dares to give her a cut plum, she will dare to burn Mingshui mansion down! ! !
The more Ji Mingshu thought about it, the angrier he became, and he was even angrier when he thought that he foolishly coaxed him back last night before he even apologized.
She rolled out of bed with a grunt, washed up and went out, and told the driver with a blank expression to send her back to Xinggang International.
When the driver heard that she was going to Xinggang International again, his scalp felt a little numb, and he subconsciously wanted to send a message to Zhou Jiaheng for the report.
Ji Mingshu took a deep breath, kept his last calm and said, "I'm just going to get something, I don't need to tell Zhou Jiaheng."
In the small loft apartment of Xinggang International, Gu Kaiyang had just re-applied a key card from the property management company, and wanted to take advantage of this rare day of vacation to do a clean-up after sending God off.
She hummed while mopping the floor, in a beautiful mood, and thought that she was really a little witch, and the wave of operations last night was so crazy.
It's really not that her plastic sisters dislike Ji Mingshu, it's mainly because a young lady like Ji Mingshu is really only suitable for eating and drinking together, not living together!
Terrible!
Probably only a man like Cen Sen in this world can unconditionally spend money and offer love to her!
It hadn't been five minutes since Gu Kaiyang was high, when suddenly there was a sound of the door card sensing at the door.
"You... how did you come back?"
Gu Kaiyang turned his head, and after three seconds of bewilderment, his expression gradually became stiff.
Ji Mingshu had a stinking face, "When did I say I was leaving? What's your expression, do you dislike me?!"
The desire to survive made Gu Kaiyang shake his head frantically.
At the same time, after purchasing ingredients from the supermarket, Cen Sen was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat of the car.
Today's short ribs are very tender and fresh, and his little canary will definitely like it very much.
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