If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

time to afternoon.

The weather suddenly turned gloomy.

Fortunately, it didn't rain, just a strong wind.

There was a crackling keyboard sound from Jiang Zhou's room.

Listening to the interlude without gaps, it is a good day for the 10,000-level player.

"What are you writing?"

Huang Qi was a little curious and couldn't help but leaned in - come over.

The dense characters on the computer screen immediately attracted her.

Jiang Zhou's hand paused for a moment: "I'm writing the script."

"A script? A script for a movie?"

"Well, it's one of my side jobs."

Jiang Zhou moved the computer slightly and showed her a little look.

Huang Qi pointed to Nian Nian, her eyes a little blank: "I'm not the God of Medicine, what a strange name."

"I'll take you to see it when it's released."

"Will it be the kind of movie that goes to theaters?"

"Yes, the national theater chain, but the review of the theme should be very difficult."

Huang Qi was a little surprised.

She also thought that Jiang Zhou was joking.

After all, making movies or something is far from student life.

Nor are they students of film school.

And a movie costs untold amounts of money.

Can you really take pictures of what you write?

"Who did it? Did you do it yourself?"

"I took a stake in a film company, and I only worry about the script, and leave other things to professionals."

Huang Qi stared at the screen seriously for a while, and was gradually attracted by the plot.

【What is his crime! 】

【He is only sixteen years old! 】

[He just wants to live, what sin does he have! 】

Every word is beaded, like beating on the apex of the heart.

The more Huang Qi looked at it, the more her heart felt like a knife, and her eyelashes were wet.

"Scumbag, can you not let Huang Mao die?"

Jiang Zhou flicked her forehead: "How can you push the whole rhythm of the plot to greatness if you don't die?"

Huang Qi shook his feet: "Then let him live again in the end, happy reunion."

"The ending is not destined to be happy, but I will let the protagonist see him in hallucinations."

"Wouldn't that be more heartbreaking?"

"The plot needs it."

Huang Qi snorted and turned her head.

With this startling glance, she suddenly found a small head outside the door.

At that time, Feng Siruo carefully revealed his eyes.

But before she could see what was going on inside, the person was directly caught.

She didn't mean to peek.

Ding Yue went to the door of the men's hot spring to squat with the handsome guy.

She was alone in the whole room.

In an unfamiliar environment, she was inevitably a little scared.

So I sent myself over, intending to let Jiang Zhou bully him twice.

As a result, as soon as she walked to the door, she found that Huang Qi was also here.

The little vinegar king felt a little sour in his heart.

I didn't expect to be caught before I cried,

"Student Feng, come in quickly!"

"I bought a whole box of snacks, come and eat!"

Huang Qi sat up from the bed and waved to her.

Feng Siruo walked in obediently and took a peek at Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou pretended not to see her at first.

Wait until she gets closer.

He suddenly reached out and pinched her little face.

"Miss me?"

"Well……"

Huang Qi knocked off her hand: "Don't bully her, it's all red."

Jiang Zhou looked at Feng Siruo and thought about it: "Huang Qi was assigned to Zheng Cancan by Qu Xiaoya, probably because she helped you scold her, so she had to stay with me first."

"Zheng Cancan..."

Feng Siruo was startled: "Then...how does Huang Qi sleep?"

"Student Feng, I can sleep with you!"

Hearing Huang Qi's words, Feng Siruo crossed his hands and took a few steps back in front of his chest.

Since Ding Yue, a love mentor who had never seen Zhuran, gave her popular science.

She felt it was dangerous to be with girls too.

Jiang Zhou didn't care about the two of them, and typed the keyboard on his own.

At that time, Feng Siruo also took off his shoes.

She wore a pair of white cotton socks embroidered with pink rabbits.

Delicate little feet stepped on the soft edge of the bed and climbed up with a hey yo.

Then she was like a docile kitten, lying on the bedside, watching Jiang Zhou write.

"Can...can you keep him from dying?"

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "Okay, then let's not let him die."

Huang Qi's eyes widened: "Hey, isn't it too discriminatory? Why can't I ask!"

"She is afraid of people, so she may not be able to go to the cinema. She doesn't know if I lied to her."

"Well, that's about the same."

However, Feng Siruo, who heard the answer, turned around and went to eat snacks.

After a while, the snacks on the bed were finished.

Feng Siruo ran around on the floor wearing socks.

Took a snack, opened it and took a bite.

As soon as I came up, I thought about it, but I couldn't help but go down to get the remote control and turn on the TV.

Anyway Jiang Zhou is working.

She and Huang Qi just happily played by themselves.

After a while, Jiang Zhou stretched.

Then he opened the mailbox and sent the complete script to Yin Shuya.

"It's done, do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Where are you going?"

"The town is so big, just wander around, it's not worth living here."

Huang Qi looked at Jiang Zhou and Feng Siruo: "I won't go, I will be a light bulb when I go."

Jiang Zhou was a little surprised: "You girl, why are you suddenly so sensible?"

"Who asked you to give me perfume, I can't disturb your good deeds."

"It seems that I will buy you more gifts in the future."

"real or fake?"

"You can believe what I say, I really want to eat shit."

Huang Qi got up, grabbed the pillow and threw it over.

Jiang Zhou dodged deftly, and took Feng Siruo's little hand out the door.

This hot spring town is entirely a man-made scenic spot.

But the artistry is very high, and the pattern is also done quite well.

The pavilions, the eaves and the corners are quaint.

In the center of the whole town is the famous hot spring pool.

But whether it is artificially boiled water or a real mineral spring, no one really knows.

While strolling around, Feng Siruo suddenly pulled his hand.

Jiang Zhou turned his head: "what's the matter?"

"Ding Yue is there."

"Oh, I see, Xu Haodong is also there."

At that time, at the entrance of the hot spring pool.

Ding Yue and Xu Haodong sat on both sides.

Xu Haodong is guarding the female hot spring pool.

Ding Yue is guarding the male hot spring pool.

The two people had no communication at all, and their eyes kept swept across the pedestrians passing by.

That posture is like two stone lions guarding Tangquan.

There are FITs who come to play and ask.

Said that the ticket said no extra money for hot springs.

Ding Yue said, did my mother ask you for money?

The guests scolded and said that your fountain ticket saleswoman seemed to be biting.

Xu Haodong laughed beside him, leaning back and forth.

It made Ding Yue so angry that she almost wanted to bite.

But Ding Yue also found something very interesting.

That is, Xu Haodong often disappears mysteriously.

Basically every thirty or forty minutes it has to disappear.

When I came back I was relieved.

At that time, Jiang Zhou took Feng Siruo's little hand and walked over.

When the two saw them coming, they got up immediately, but no one paid any attention to the other.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for someone."

Feng Siruo was slightly surprised: "Are you looking for it here?"

Ding Yue nodded fiercely: "Generally, those who dare to come to the hot springs in public must be in good shape. They don't dare to come to those with big belly."

"Makes sense..."

Makes sense Jill!

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but want to complain.

This kind of hot spring town, the most people who come to it are old men and old ladies.

Especially now that it is still off-season and not close to long holidays.

Those who can come to Meizizi hot springs at this time are all the elderly.

Still in good shape?

It's good not to be wrinkled.

"Oh yes, the monitor said that a bonfire party will be arranged at night, do you know that?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "I saw the news in the group."

Ding Yue looked sad: "If I can't find a partner, I won't go. How can a single dog attend the party?"

"I don't have a partner either."

Feng Siruo nodded in agreement: "Me too."

Ding Yue sneered suddenly: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Si Ruo and I are just good friends, right?"

Hearing Jiang Zhou's words, Feng Siruo nodded obediently.

She didn't promise to be his girlfriend.

Not a girlfriend, but a good friend.

The naive Feng Siruo was always deceived by Jiang Zhou.

But Ding Yue couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Look at the hands you hold tightly together.

Look at the couple outfits on you.

Looking at the sentence "If the deep affection can't be equal, I hope the person who loves more is me".

Is this still called no object?

What about a liar?

This girl Feng Siruo is also very coaxing.

She didn't even think about it, why would they hold hands if they weren't couples?

But Jiang Zhou gave an abrupt example.

It is said that there is a song sung "Hand in hand, walk together, we will be good friends for life."

Then he shamelessly asked Feng Siruo if he wanted to be friends with him.

How can you answer that?

Of course, silly girl Feng could only nod her head.

So she only needed to see Jiang Zhou.

The little hand never left his palm.

Wear couples clothes too.

Obviously it's a couple's outfit.

It has to be said that it is "only the classmates we have."

If I had half the thick skin of Jiang Zhou.

It doesn't mean that the object can't be found until now.

At this moment, the mobile phone in Jiang Zhou's pocket suddenly began to vibrate.

When I opened it, it was Yin Shuya's QQ message.

The friends of the two of them were added on the day they talked about cooperation.

Because Jiang Zhou told her to let go and shoot.

But he was also afraid that this woman would make this good movie blind.

So I added QQ to facilitate contact.

He also keeps track of the shooting progress.

"Can you keep Huang Mao from dying? Please!"

"Damn, why are you all having a problem?"

Yin Shuya made a crying expression: "It's so pitiful, I'm crying, he's only sixteen years old, he just wants to live, what's his sin!"

Jiang Zhou's fingers fluttered: "Hurry up and find actors to join the group and start shooting immediately."

"Then I'm going to change your script and let him live!"

"If you dare to change it for me, we will never cooperate again in the future!"

Yin Shuya sent a knocking expression: "I see, I have already handed over the equity of the other company to you."

"Well, it's a little conscience."

"What are you doing now?"

"It's none of your business, don't bother me if you're okay."

Jiang Zhou turned off his phone and chatted with Ding Yue and Xu Haodong for a while.

Then he dragged Feng Siruo to the back mountain and turned around.

At that time, a rumbling thunder suddenly came from the sky.

It seems that the weather forecast is not completely inaccurate.

At least there is still a chance of rain today.

In case it does rain.

Xu Haodong and Zhang Guangfa should cry to death for not bringing their equipment.

At this moment, Jiang Zhou felt a little itchy on his wrist.

He looked down and found that Feng Siruo made a bracelet for him out of weeds.

"Hey, is your hand pretty good?"

Feng Siruo smiled shyly: "Yi Yi taught."

Soon, night was shrouded in darkness.

The rain did not pour as expected.

So the bonfire party was held as originally planned.

At that time, the students of Class III of Finance were all gathered on the flat slope of the mountain behind the town.

As they set up the grill, they started burning charcoal.

When the night is dark and all sounds are silent.

The crackling bonfire was also roaring into flames.

Some boys volunteered to start grilling skewers, and showed off their cooking skills with pots and pans.

The girls around her eyes were shining brightly, and they all began to applaud.

Jiang Zhou turned around, but couldn't find a suitable thing to do.

So I touched a can of beer and sat with the three goods in the dormitory.

After this weekend, Wednesday is the Venture Capital Conference.

The dry cook who has won the Polytechnic University should become the most dazzling project without any surprise.

Then there will be investment.

With a large amount of capital flow, the cooks can directly push across the country.

Jiang Zhou intends to use the shortest possible time to spread advertisements in Shangjing.

At present, the popularity of smart phones is also about to start.

He wants to use this gap to improve the ordering mechanism of the cook.

But he's going to do more than just work on a project.

He intends to first register a technology company and incorporate the dry rice man.

Then take the dry rice person as the company's main project and set up a special department.

Then hoard all the financial resources to develop other industries.

This is also destined to be an extraordinary year next year.

He wants to take off in the shortest possible time.

But in his business plan, Yin Shuya was an accident.

This woman has money and resources, and has hundreds of companies in her hands.

Maybe when his hands really reach out to other areas, he can still help.

Just as he was thinking about it, an elegant fragrance suddenly came to his face.

Feng Siruo walked over to him with the roasted chicken wings.

His cheeks were glowing red from the firelight.

"this is for you."

Jiang Zhou took the chicken wings and touched the soot on the tip of her nose: "How did you get yourself dirty?"

Feng Siruo also wiped the tip of his nose like him: "Baking something for the first time."

"Is it fun?"

"Well, it's fun."

Jiang Zhou picked up his beer: "Come, take a sip, and sleep well at night."

"Oh."

Feng Siruo opened her mouth stupidly, but was stopped by Ding Yue.

"Be careful, you'll be at the mercy of others when you're drunk!"

Feng Siruo was startled and looked at Jiang Zhou: "You bullied me."

Jiang Zhou was happy: "you girl, what if I'm not by your side?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Siruo's little face was obviously flustered.

"You... where are you going?"

"Metaphor, do you understand? It's just an analogy, it's not true."

"Oh."

Feng Siruo calmed down, left the chicken wings, and ran back to continue grilling skewers.

At that time, the three goods in the dormitory cast envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

"Beasts!"

"Beast in clothes!"

"Beasts are better!"

Meanwhile, there are individuals sitting across from the campfire.

Looking at the scene just now, she suddenly felt a little heavy.

Jiang Zhou really likes Feng Siruo.

What can I do to have a chance?

Maybe only let Feng Siruo withdraw voluntarily.

This is probably the easiest way.

"Squad leader, eat a skewer."

Qu Xiaoya came back to her senses: "Oh, thank you."

"What are you thinking, so ecstatic?"

"It's nothing, can you tell Feng Siruo and ask her to wait for me by the river in front of her in half an hour."

"what are you doing?"

"I have something to tell her." Five.