The other party didn't know what he was busy with and was silent for a long time. When Jiang Ying thought he would not reply to the news again, another message popped up.
[Noisy 3357868]:…
[Noisy 3357868]: "You" still mean this
[Crab boss]: There are some.
[Boss Crab]: Believe me, I have been in the wind and rain for so long, and I know a lot.
[Noisy 3357868]: There is still such a meaning...
The apprentice needed to carefully consider the new knowledge. Jiang Ying was very understanding and let him think for a while before continuing.
[Boss Crab]: However, I use "Ning" a lot.
[Boss Crab]: Take it slow, in short, you learn these first, first of all, you will not lose in terms of momentum.
[Noisy 3357868]: Oh.
[Noisy 3357868]: Thank you.
Jiang Ying: "..."
Considering that the "you" that the apprentice said was the real "you" and had no other meaning, Jiang Ying decided to suppress the bad feeling in his heart and not worry about it for the time being.
It's getting late, and there is no rush for preaching and careers to solve puzzles. It is a pleasant surprise to be able to play with mobile phones today. Jiang Ying will have work tomorrow, so he can't sleep too late.
[Boss Crab]: I still have work tomorrow. I'm going to sleep. Let's talk when I have time.
[Crab boss]: 886
[Noisy 3357868]: Well.
This person is still the same as always, but only three sentences. The two of them have not chatted a few times, but Jiang Ying has already gotten used to it. Speaking of which, he didn't like to take people and found it troublesome, but now he thinks that it seems to be not bad. "Proposition noisy" to be interesting.
The conversation stopped here. Jiang Ying ran around all day, and his sleepiness deepened. He pushed open the door of the room, intending to sleep after going to the bathroom. The light in the living room was already off, and someone turned on a small warm orange light.
Qi Zhu sat in the light with his back to him, flipped another page of the paper script in his hand, and put his phone upside down on the coffee table beside him.
The program team found this small villa for the guests in an inaccessible place. The interior decoration style of the house is idyllic. The outside is a moonlit night in March, and the interior is soft. Break the vibe here.
So he slowed down and tiptoed towards the bathroom.
Qi Zhu was about to turn the page with the script in his hand. When he looked up, he saw a sneaky shadow in the living room, moving towards the bedroom.
Qi Zhu: "..."
He put down the paper manuscript in his hand, took a peeled pistachio from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and raised his right hand, his movements were very skilled, and his goal was very clear.
"Ouch." Jiang Ying was smashed and stopped, thinking that the others were already asleep, he covered his mouth reluctantly, and walked in the direction of Qi Zhu, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Ying was all too familiar with this smashing technique, who else could it be if it wasn't Qi Zhu.
For a while in junior high, teachers couldn’t find chalk in class, because it was very popular in the class at that time to smash the ends of chalk at each other. Usually, a new box of chalk in the class was robbed by a group of people as soon as they were opened.
Qi Zhu disdains playing this, but it doesn't mean Jiang Ying doesn't like it. Jiang Ying is outspoken and says anything on the spot, so he makes a lot of enemies. Whenever there is a melee, most of the "ammunition" is directed in his direction.
The two of them were still at the same table. No matter how Qi Zhu stayed out of it, after brushing the chalk dust off Jiang Ying's hair a few times, he felt bored and had no choice but to help Jiang Ying smash it back. The art of smashing people.
"It's so late and you're still up?" Qi Zhu sat on the sofa, carried the script file on his back and put it on the coffee table, and asked Jiang Ying, who came over, "What are you doing sneaking, performing performance art in the living room in the middle of the night?"
"I'm so serious, I'm sorry to disturb you." Jiang Ying was dressed in a decent manner during the day, but now she was wearing thin pajamas, with a big crab with open teeth and dancing claws printed on the front and back of the fabric.
"Are you still embarrassed?" Qi Zhu didn't believe it.
Now that he was discovered, Jiang Ying didn't plan to go back to the bedroom anymore. He walked over and sat down on the sofa beside Qi Zhu for no more than three seconds. He stretched his paws to the script Qi Zhu put on the coffee table.
Qi Zhu knocked down his hand, took a blanket from the sofa, and wrapped him firmly: "Just in spring, I just wore that little bit, but later I got sick, netizens don't care why you're not in the mood."
Jiang Ying was wrapped in a blanket even with his hands, leaving his head exposed, so he had to give up the idea of getting the script, but he didn't want to read it that much at first: "It's too strange, the monitor still cares about people already."
"Nothing to be diligent about."
If Jiang Ying is provoked by others in normal times, he must be bitten.
But the warm orange light weakened people's aggression, and the blanket that Qi Zhu handed over was indeed warm. Besides, Jiang Ying recalled at that moment when Qi Zhu helped him smash people in junior high school. At this moment, he temporarily Bewildered for a moment, Qi Zhu was inexplicably pleasing to the eye, and even wanted to brag about Qi Zhu.
At this time, the dog was asleep, and Qi Zhu was still studying the script, so he asked what else could he be if he was not a good actor
Jiang Ying rarely wanted to praise people. He was wrapped in a quilt and had difficulty moving. He bumped Qi Zhu with his left shoulder and changed his name specially: "Brother Qi, you are really a serious and good actor."
Before he could finish speaking, Qi Zhu's face instantly turned cold, and he glanced at Jiang Ying lightly.
"You scold me?" he heard Qi Zhu ask.
Jiang Ying: "?"
No, he rarely wants to praise people.
But maybe his role as a gangster has been deeply ingrained in Qi Zhu's heart, so no matter what he says, Qi Zhu doesn't think it's a good thing to say.
"Go to bed." Qi Zhu said angrily, "What are you thinking about if you don't read the script all day long, and you're finished if you can't make "Rui Xue"."
Jiang Ying was inexplicably scolded for a while, and he never figured out what went wrong with his complimenting words.
"Training people really looks like my mother." Jiang Ying dropped a sentence and rolled up the blanket and ran away.
However, Qi Zhu was really serious about his work, which touched him a little bit, so he decided to read the script in his spare time.
Qi Zhu in the living room continued to read at night under the orange light. The outside of the document had "script" written on it. After opening it, the content inside was a QQ chat record with someone.
Qi Zhu held the document in one hand and the red pen in the other, and continued to draw the key points.
"You" and "Ning" should be circled.
The small yellow face's smile and goodbye expression should be circled, and the question mark should also be circled. If there is a tone particle at the end of the sentence, Qi Zhu will also circle it.
Jiang Ying seems to have decided that the ellipsis will damage his aura, and the ellipsis is almost invisible throughout the text.
In addition, there are various emojis.
Qi Zhu put down the paper documents, picked up the phone, opened the dialog box with the giant wheel, and started collecting emojis one by one.