Interstellar entertainment desert? best producer shot

"Man Jiang Hong" is still showing in the cinema. The snow outside the window is gradually covering the entire city, and there are more and more laughter on the streets... Except for the street coming out of the cinema, the new year is about to arrive.

Ouyang Lan got up from the bed in a daze that day, and Jiang Yanzhou walked out of the gym with a head of slightly wet hair.

In more than a year of getting along, the relationship between the two has become better and better, and they moved in together two days ago.

Speaking of living together, Ouyang Lan actually felt the same as before, except that he moved from his home to Jiang Yanzhou's home. They originally lived very close to each other.

Because it was too troublesome to move the holographic cabin, Jiang Yanzhou and Ouyang Lan decided to live here after discussion, and Ouyang Lan's original residence was changed to Ouyang Lan's studio.

It happened to be a studio with a bed where you could rest. Ouyang Lan could sometimes rest there when he was tired from work, so Ouyang Lan kept the bed and other things in the original room and moved in with a few pieces of clothing.

Ahem...after all, they had spent the night together many times before, and the two of them already had basic daily necessities in each other's rooms.

A white towel hung around Jiang Yanzhou's neck, vaguely revealing the beautiful lines of his shoulders and neck.

"Are you awake? Breakfast is on the table." After Jiang Yanzhou finished speaking, he turned into the bathroom to take a shower.

Ouyang Lan walked to the dining table. With sleepy eyes, he picked up the buns on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

But a second before he bit down on the bun, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth.

So he put the bun down and sat blankly on the chair, thinking about what to do next.

Go brush your teeth? But Jiang Yanzhou hasn’t come out of the bathroom yet...

Ouyang Lan thought for a while and closed his eyes sleepily.

After Jiang Yanzhou came out of the bathroom, he used his external energy to dry his dripping hair. When he looked up, he saw his lover sitting at the dining table taking a nap with his arms folded.

His heart suddenly softened into a piece of cotton, filled with rich sweetness.

Ouyang Lan was really sleepy. After living with Jiang Yanzhou, he found that he seemed sleepier than living alone.

When Ouyang Lan got up from the bed again after sleeping, his eyes were clear.

Jiang Yanzhou was tinkering with the optical brain beside the sofa. Ouyang Lan finished washing and sat next to him: "It's all your fault...I can't even get up during the day now..."

"Then rest more." Jiang Yanzhou put down what he was doing and looked at Ouyang Lan with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

"What time is it?" Ouyang Lan did not answer directly.

"Ten thirty." Jiang Yanzhou glanced behind his head and replied.

"Then let's just have lunch later." Ouyang Lan yawned, "I kind of want to eat Peking duck."

"Are you here to help me?" Jiang Yanzhou poked Ouyang Lan's cheek.

"Okay..." Ouyang Lan lazily nestled beside Jiang Yanzhou and said feebly: "Are you still busy next?"

"I'm busy." Jiang Yanzhou said with a relaxed face: "But there is always the New Year. Even bad guys have to take a break, let alone us?"

Ouyang Lan couldn't help laughing and said: "Then our dear Admiral Jiang, is he free to go out with me?"

"Of course." Jiang Yanzhou smiled and said, "Want to watch "The River is Red"?"

Ouyang Lan grinned happily.

……

Zhuan Sunsheng's New Year's Eve was completely different from the warm atmosphere here at Jiang Yanzhou's side.

He finished processing the daily pile of documents with a cold face, and walked into the secret room a little tired.

The voice of the insect mother screamed crazily in his mind: "Don't delay any longer! Give me more...more mental power..."

"Shut up." Zhuan Sunsheng said expressionlessly: "You have no right to order me."

The mother insect's spiritual body shone brightly, but it was fleeting. There was a bewitching tone in her voice: "Don't you want to resurrect him? I'm doing this for your own good... Do you still want to wait..."

Zhuan Sunsheng closed his eyes in pain, and his clenched fists showed his inner struggle at this time.

"That's the person you've been waiting for for decades... Don't you want him to come back to you at all?" Mother Insect patiently mobilized her mental power and was satisfied to see the excitement on Zhuan Sunsheng's body. red light.

Stupid humans... If their strength hadn't been greatly reduced, why would the majestic insect mother be like this? We have to work hard to seduce this human being on time... and then kill him as soon as it regains its strength...

Zhuansun Sheng's bright red eyes were stained with a richer blood color, but if you look closely, you can see that his eyes are clear.

The smug mother insect imagined how the two-legged beast's dream would be shattered after being bewitched by her, and moved its ferocious mouthparts.

Zhuan Sunsheng didn't want to hear it anymore, but he still wanted to show that he was bewitched.

Can he be resurrected...does he really not know?

The chance of his lover's resurrection is just around the corner, can he not give up hope?

But he...can't do that.

But now is not the time to expose it in advance...

Zhuan Sunsheng half-knelt beside the ice coffin, leaning his head on it regardless of the cold air spreading underneath, his eyes full of nostalgia and longing.

A Zhou, I really miss you.

……

Ouyang Lan and Jiang Yanzhou did not go to the cinema in the end because the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, but the light was getting darker and darker, and the floating window was not suitable for opening.

"Then let's watch something you haven't seen before, right?" Ouyang Lan suggested.

Jiang Yanzhou raised his eyebrows: "Who are you looking at? You must have seen all those famous productions, right?"

"It's up to me." Ouyang Lan smiled mysteriously at Jiang Yanzhou.

Jiang Yanzhou's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward to pull Ouyang Lan into his arms, "Is it up to you?"

"Don't think wrongly!" Ouyang Lan quickly stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Yanzhou's thoughts from diverging, "Look at my new anime."

"Do you still have time to make new animations?" Jiang Yanzhou said meaningfully: "It seems that I haven't worked hard enough."

"Enough, enough!" Ouyang Lan said in horror: "I have worked hard enough! This is a new animation that I suddenly made during the days when I was working on "Man Jiang Hong"!"

Jiang Yanzhou said with a smile: "I guessed it, you don't need to be so nervous, right?"

"It's useful." Ouyang Lan nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice: "Don't try too hard!"

"... Let's watch the new anime first?" Jiang Yanzhou didn't answer and naturally changed the subject.

Ouyang Lan's eyebrows were racing, but he still didn't dare to continue the topic. He was really afraid that Jiang Yanzhou would hold on to this matter at night.

Ouyang Lan projected the data in the optical brain onto the big screen in the living room, and then squeezed into the sofa with Jiang Yanzhou.

This is a short anime. Jiang Yanzhou didn’t feel much about it at the beginning, but the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

He held Ouyang Lan's hand and his voice was a little hoarse: "Why...are you patting me suddenly?"

Ouyang Lan held Jiang Yanzhou's hand back, with a smile in his eyes: "I dreamed about it, but I haven't finished it yet, there are only two episodes."

Jiang Yanzhou was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "I'm dreaming... that's really... do you want to hear a story?"

"Eh?" Ouyang Lan was a little confused. A sudden thought came to his mind and he nodded: "Okay."