Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

Tang Xun'er is already a well-known female writer in China, and she is no longer limited to the identity of a writer.

She has always been proud, has high demands on herself, and values ​​the film and television copyrights that have been sold. People like her are not allowed to fail, so she changes the script herself.

However, the transformation of a writer-adapted play is not easy, so she still invited a well-known playwright in the industry to produce it.

After her first TV series adapted by herself was released, she got drunk in the bar and then called Zhuang Muming.

The bar was full of songs, the ambiguous lights flickered, the blast of singing sounded throughout the bar lobby, and the hot men and women hugged and kissed on the dance floor. Zhuang Muming's face became cold as soon as he walked in. He blankly pushed away the men and women who had approached him and walked towards the bar.

At the bar, a familiar figure was sitting there. She raised her head slightly, holding a glass of azure blue cocktail in her hand, her eyes blurred and her lips red.

Such a stunner is naturally impossible not to be coveted, but the young bartender in the bar drove away the crazy bees and butterflies one by one.

Zhuang Muming's eyes could almost drop the ice scum, he walked over step by step, and then took away the wine glass in Tang Xun'er's hand.

Tang Xun'er was at a loss for a moment and didn't seem to understand why the glass was gone. She looked around for a while, and then said to the bartender: "Again, let's have another glass! Want an oversized glass!" Then she gestured in circles.

The bartender and Zhuang Muming also knew each other, and he nodded at him, "Hurry up and take it away."

Zhuang Muming hummed coldly, put the wine glass in his hand on the bar, and then directly lifted Tang Xun'er into his arms like a chicken.

Tang Xun'er was suddenly changed positions, and then struggled dissatisfiedly, "Let go of me..."

Zhuang Muming frowned and raised her chin, "You say it again?"

Tang Xun'er was forced to look up to see the person in front of her, even if she was drunk, even if there was a ghost in front of her, but she would not admit that she was wrong.

She has liked the man for so many years...

Tang Xun'er reached out to touch his face, "You are Zhuang Muming! Are you real...or fake? Am I dreaming? Are you... avoiding me?"

Zhuang Muming sighed, didn't say a word, and directly picked her up and walked out.

The bartender stretched out Erkang's hand in a daze, "No money yet..." Fortunately, he recognizes Zhuang Muming and can ask for the money next time, so that this will not be deducted from his salary.

Leaving the noisy bar, Zhuang Muming put Tang Xun'er on the co-pilot, and then fastened her seat belt.

Tang Xun'er has been staring at him for an instant, her eyes are bright and intently moving. However, Zhuang Muming still had a cold face, he ignored her eyes and started the car.

After a long time, Tang Xun'er suddenly said: "You...really are Zhuang Muming? You are not here very much..." She wrinkled her nose aggrievedly, "You have ignored me recently..."

Zhuang Muming has mixed flavors, he can't face Tang Xun'er like this, so he can only remain silent.

However, with a drunk you can’t pay attention to logic. Tang Xun'er saw that he ignored herself, and suddenly felt more aggrieved. She cried and hugged Zhuang Muming, "Ouuuuu, do you really hate me... how do you like me... "

Zhuang Muming was still driving. She was taken aback by her hug and quickly stepped on the brakes. He was also taken aback.