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Chapter 448 What About the Script
Ding Dong!

When the doorbell rang.

Zhong Liang's first reaction was that He Kun and Brother Jie, who had just left, came back without taking something.

When he opened the door, there was a slim girl standing outside.

Tan Shurong, so far, the most popular champion of the original national style variety show.

Coupled with his good looks, he naturally won a large number of people.

Although the variety show has not been recorded yet, the champion has not yet been determined.

Tan Shurong has already started the road of interpretation.

Although he only went to some small TV stations to perform, he still has a certain reputation.

If she wins the championship in the end, her reputation will be even higher.

The stage for performances in the future will not be those small TV stations.

It is a relatively large national stage such as East Central Television, Mango Satellite TV, and Shanghai Satellite TV.

"Oh, it's Shurong. I thought it was Brother Jie who went and came back. Come in."

It was not too late at this time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

It is too early to go to bed and too early to eat supper.

Tan Shurong smiled lightly and walked in the door.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late."

She was carrying a guitar and placed it directly next to the sofa after entering the door.

"So it's so late, why don't you go back early, it's not urgent or important, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"what?"

Tan Shurong didn't expect that Zhong Liang would take advantage of the situation and ask her to leave.

This caught her a little off guard.

She rubbed her hands in embarrassment, with an aggrieved tone: "Mr. Zhong doesn't welcome me?"

Zhong Liang couldn't stand girls acting like a baby, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I'm just joking with you. Would you like something to drink?"

"Is there any wine?" Tan Shurong's answer caught Zhong Liang by surprise.

How can anyone go to other people's homes to find wine to drink.

It's better for a man to think about it, a girl, I'm afraid there is something wrong here.

Zhong Liang asked concerned: "Why did you think of drinking? Did something happen to you?"

"bother."

"Oh, annoying." Zhong Liang paused: "And then?"

He waited for a long time, Tan Shurong said the word 'annoying', and then there was no more words.

Do post-00 girls talk like this now?

Tan Shurong: "Something happened."

Zhong Liang: "..."

He waited and waited, but he didn't wait until she said that something happened.

Are we playing a question and answer game?
If you have something to say, just say it and it's over, can't you speak hesitatingly?

Forget it, looking at her like that, it should be hard to tell what happened to her.

When chatting with her, she is not like this.

It is relatively quiet, but not dull.

He can answer anything, understands everything, and can make jokes.

But if you want her to jump and jump and be extremely active, she can't do it.

This is not her style today.

Then something must have happened.

Zhong Liang could only ask patiently: "Is there a problem with the relationship, or is there a problem with the program?"

Tan Shurong replied: "None."

Zhong Liang also understood her tricks, and it would be impossible to wait for her to take the initiative to explain.

As long as he took the initiative, he continued to ask:

"That's what's wrong with your body."

Tan Shurong: "No."

What is that, you tell me.

Ouch, I'm going, but I'm so anxious.

Zhong Liang took a deep breath and asked, "Is it because you are not feeling well, or is there something wrong with your creation?"

Tan Shurong: "It's not the body."

What about the second half of the sentence?You can also answer the second half of the sentence.

Zhong Liang: "That means something went wrong with the creation."

Tan Shurong: "Yes."

Zhong Liang stood up abruptly.

Tan Shurong was startled suddenly, raised his head, and stared at him with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Mr. Zhong, what's wrong with you? Why is your head smoking?"

Zhong Liang walked towards the refrigerator, and said as he walked, "Isn't it on fire? Once the fire is on, the sweat evaporates, so there will be smoke."

When Tan Shurong heard that he was on fire, he hurriedly said: "Then you should take off your clothes. You will get sick if you are on fire and wear so much."

"No, getting angry has nothing to do with wearing too many clothes..."

Zhong Liang took out a bottle of Bing Kuo Le and ignored it, opened it and took a sip first.

The cold Kuole flowed down his throat all the way to his stomach.

Tsk~~~Comfortable!comfortable.

"Tell me, what's wrong with the creation, so that you can't sleep?"

"Mr. Zhong, do you have any wine?"

Damn it... If Brother Jie had spoken this way, Zhong Liang would have been waiting for him by now.

Look at this, can't you talk without drinking?

But lonely men and widows drinking together are prone to accidents.

Zhong Liang is confident that there is no problem, but he can't guarantee that Tan Shurong is fine.

As the saying goes, you must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others.

"Then wait a minute. I don't have any wine here. I'll call Brother Jie to bring it."

"No, I've already ordered takeaway."

As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Tan Shurong pointed in the direction of the door: "Look, we're here."

Zhong Liang went to let the takeaway items be left at the door, and he opened the door to bring in the items when the people left.

The thing is heavy, Ding Lang rattles, it is indeed wine.

Zhong Liang raised the wine in front of her and put it down: "Can you drink this much by yourself?"

It's not beer, it's liquor like Jiang Xiaobai.

But the brand is different, the packaging is similar.

Tan Shurong looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Zhong, don't you want to drink with me?"

Zhong Liang shook his head like a rattle: "I can't drink it, I just took cephalosporin."

"It's okay, the cephalosporin is paired with wine, the more you drink, the more delicious you will be."

Hehe, I only know that cephalosporin is paired with wine, so I send it away directly.

Zhong Liang wasn't fooled by her, and he backed off tactically, showing his attitude of not drinking.

Of course Tan Shurong couldn't drink alone, that would be so boring.

She was aggrieved and said: "Mr. Zhong, are you lying to me..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes widened in shock.

Zhong Liang took out a box of cephalosporins, showed the package in front of her, opened it and swallowed one, and took it with Kuole.

This coquettish operation is like seeing a ghost.

Tan Shurong was dumbfounded. She never thought that there would be a man who would not drink with her.

Would be reluctant to drink when alone with her.

My charm is so shallow?

"Mr. Zhong, you look like a hedgehog." Tan Shurong took out a bottle of white wine, "Do you have Sprite?"

"Have."

Zhong Liang ran to the refrigerator and brought her a bottle of Sprite.

"Is there a cup?"

"Have."

Zhong Liang ran to the table next to the refrigerator again, and brought a transparent glass.

Tan Shurong was amused, and said, "Mr. Zhong, can't you take it all at once?"

"You didn't finish it all at once."

Then I saw Tan Shurong unscrew the lid of the baijiu first, and poured it into the cup after a while, and then unscrew the lid of the Sprite, and poured it into the cup after a while.

Then he took out a paper towel from the coffee table in front of him, covered the mouth of the cup, held it, lifted it up and stomped on the coffee table.

Click!

The coffee table glass was smashed.

Zhong Liang looked at her blankly: "What are you doing?"

Tan Shurong's hand holding the cup froze in the air, and his face also froze. The scene was once very embarrassing.

"I, I, I... I just want to have a sense of ritual, but I didn't expect this glass to be so fragile. I will compensate you, no matter how much money I have."

What a shit sense of ritual, why do you girls have a sense of ritual?

What's the matter if you can't live without a sense of ritual?

Zhong Liang waved his hand, "Forget it, you can't afford it either. Drink it quickly, and go home after drinking."

Tan Shurong drank more than half of it immediately, perhaps because of the alcohol, she waved her hand.

Very domineeringly said: "Mr. Zhong, what do you say, how much is this piece of glass worth, and I can't afford to pay it? Among other things, I can still afford ten or eight yuan for this glass."

Zhong Liang remained expressionless: "Oh, that's fine, this glass is imported, European court crystal glass, it's only [-] dollars."

puff! ! !
Tan Shurong spit out the sip of wine he just drank.

She was stupid, really stupid this time, she never thought that a piece of glass would be so expensive.

He also boasted that it would not be a problem to buy a price of ten or eight yuan.

No problem, she was just going bankrupt.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhong Liang asked again: "Will you pay?"

Tan Shurong said weakly: "Pay... compensate s..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the doorbell.

Zhong Liang laughed immediately.

Hehe, is it so lively today? I just returned to Yanjing, and many people came to the door.

However, not many people know where he lives, and it is impossible for those who don't know him to know.

As soon as Zhong Liang opened the door, there were three big men standing outside.

Zhang Yimou, Xu Ke, Li An.

Since Li An cooperated with Zhong Liang, he has not stayed abroad and has been living in China.That's why I have time to hang out with several other directors.

"Dangdang! Is Mr. Zhong surprised or surprised?"

"Did you not expect us to come?"

"Oh, it smells so good. Why is Mr. Zhong drinking alone at home?"

The three of them didn't see outside at all, and walked into the house while talking.

Then they sat on the sofa diagonally, and Tan Shurong looked at each other with a dazed expression.

Zhang Yimou: "You two, it seems that the timing of our visit today is not right."

Xu Ke: "Excuse me, excuse me."

Li An: "Mr. Zhong, let's meet again another day."

Bang! ! !
As soon as the three of them turned their heads, Zhong Liang closed the door, blocking the way out.

He said to Tan Shurong: "Okay, the people who drink with you are here, three of them came at once, drink, and you won't go home if you don't get drunk."

Tan Shurong immediately jumped up: "No way, Mr. Zhong, don't you still have to record the show tomorrow? I'm drunk, how can I record it tomorrow, and if I'm not in good shape, I will be eliminated. It's so late, I will stay soon, goodbye. "

She took her own guitar and left.

Zhong Liang didn't stop him either, let alone the other three.

When the people left, Xu Ke asked with a smirk on his face: "Mr. Zhong, what are you lonely men and widows doing in the closed space?"

Zhong Liang: "I said I was correcting the script, do you believe me?"

……

Tan Shurong hurried out of Zhong Liang's house, and only slowed down when she was outside.

I looked up at the tall buildings in the distance, then looked left and right, but I didn't know what I was doing.

After a pause for a while, she just left.

The high-rise building in the distance is directly opposite Zhong Liang's house. Standing on it and holding a telescope, it can be said that the mountains are small.

(End of this chapter)