To Goddess

As if amnesty, I was very tired tonight, probably because my stomach contracted frequently when I was crying, muscle movement consumed my energy, and my mother gave Roy the only chicken leg for dinner.

So I was sleepy after eating the dumplings, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed with Roy.

She seemed to tell me something before going to bed, saying Xue Lingyi, will you agree, agree or not, as if she would keep asking if she didn't agree, I said yes, I agree.

Going to bed too early caused me to wake up very early the next day. When I opened my eyes, I saw Roy sleeping facing me, with one hand clenched in front of me, one centimeter away from my chin, and my brain burst. I thought, maybe she just watched me sleep like this last night, maybe this hand picked my chin!

But it is also possible that Roy hit me in her dream, and according to the situation these days, it is quite possible that she wants to hit me.

Mom had already made breakfast in the kitchen. She was quite surprised when I went out, and asked me why I woke up so early, and asked me if Roy was awake, and I said no.

In the past, if I hadn't woken up at this time, my mother would have nagged me and said I was lazy. You see, she treated Roy differently.

She said: "Then keep your voice down, don't disturb her sleep."

After watching an episode of TV in the living room with my mother, Roy hadn't opened the door and I couldn't help standing up.

Sure enough, Roy was still sleeping. When she entered, she was no longer in the posture I left. She turned over and was facing the door, that is, my direction.

Because she was sleeping, her whole body was relaxed, her eyes were closed without any expression, and her hair was loose.

Isn’t that how it’s played on TV? She sleeps quietly, and I sneak over to watch her. She must open her eyes before I leave. If she wants to be more exciting, there will be another kissing scene at this moment. Our eyes are facing each other. Then I started to panic, I didn't know why I pushed her away, I just wanted to push her away, run away.

In order to prevent such bloody things from happening, I don't think I should go to see her. I think I have good eyesight and can look at her standing here, so that we won't be embarrassed when she wakes up.

But I stared here blankly for ten minutes, and she didn't show any signs of waking up, and I thought I looked stupid standing like this, so I coughed and whispered: "Roy. "

Very sensitive, she woke up when she called out.

The first thing she said when she woke up was, "What time?"

I said, "It's almost nine o'clock."

After hearing this, she lifted the quilt and pushed the bangs in front of her back with a hum. She seemed to like this movement very much, and maybe girls with a middle cut like this movement. It can pull their hair back a little and is charming. Why not .

I was still standing and felt like I had to say something, so I said, "It is said that if you don't eat before 9 am, your body will eat your waste."

This sentence is intended to make her get up to eat, and it also ends the action of getting her up at this moment, paving the way for the next breakfast, which plays a link between the past and the future.

She should just answer yes or yes, but she followed my words and asked, "According to who?"

I thought for a moment.

"Shakespeare?" I answered.

In fact, it is said that most of this stuff is made up by myself.

When I left home, my mother was very reluctant. Thanks to Toroy, I was sent to the parking lot by my mother for the first time in my life. After being escorted by her ten miles away, the car finally drove away from the community. I said, "The bus stop in front let me down Well, you are busy with your work, so you don't have to send me back."

She said, "We're together."

I paused, this is not good, and our relationship is unclear now, although I confessed yesterday, but in fact it was just about one incident, and there was no...etc.

"Did you ask me to promise something before going to bed last night?"

After I finished asking, I started to panic, always having a premonition that something terrible would happen next.

She drove past the station I mentioned, and she didn't stop. I swallowed and tried to remember before she said it, but all I could remember was that she looked at me with her head propped up and said, "Okay, you agreed. "

My palms are sweating just thinking about it.

Roy said, "Yesterday Chen Ling sent a WeChat message, she said that today's new play was promoted, and asked if you want to be together, and if she agreed, she would talk to another assistant."

Ah, this matter.

I chuckled, the grass and trees are all soldiers.

Roy glanced at my appearance, and suddenly asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

"No no."

In a few days, the detective TV series played by Roy and Ma Wenlin will be staged on a certain channel. The trailers are repeatedly played on TV these days. The trailers are the essence of the clips. Sometimes the trailers and trailers are always better than the main movie.

Chen Ling, as the weak supporting role in it, naturally followed the publicity everywhere, and of course I, the assistant of the weak actor, also ran around here and there.The most exaggerated is running three cities in one day, really, very tiring.

Because of scheduling issues, the protagonists of the promotion in some places were not present, and because of this, the scene was much colder. Sometimes watching Chen Ling and the host try their best to warm up the scene, but the reporters below did not intend to ask questions. Ling is so pitiful.

But later Chen Ling said that no matter whether the scene was cold or not, she would get the same amount of money, so it didn't matter.

On the plane, Chen Ling and I were talking about the upcoming itinerary. She drank water while listening, and asked me, "Will Roy come tonight?"

I flipped through my phone, "I don't know."

Chen Ling asked, "Did you quarrel?"

I couldn't laugh or cry, "No."

How could I quarrel with Roy.

No.It should be how dare I quarrel with Roy.The only time, and in my opinion the worst one, was the cold war, her one-sided cold war.

At that time, she took a small role in a TV series, because she was just starting out, and because it was the first time in her life that she received such a script, she attached great importance to it.

During that time, she was almost always on the production team. Once I finally came back, I went to find her in her dormitory after I found out, and she was taking a bath in it when I went. I saw that her bed was a bit messy, so I helped her tidy it up. She came out and gave me a casual look. Just ask, "Where is my manuscript?"

I said, "What manuscript?"

She said, "It's on the bed, did you move my bed?"

I hummed, and immediately stood up from the chair, turned over the quilt and the sheets, not even letting go of the pillow inserts. In the end, she found the manuscript from under the bed, without looking at me, and patted on something that didn’t exist on it. Dust said, "You go back, I will get up early tomorrow and have to rest."

I pursed my lips, pointed to the messy bed and said, "I'll leave after you fix it."

She looked impatient and disgusted, "No need."

In the next few days, she never took the initiative to find me, and she replied word by word when I sent her messages, and she simply didn't reply to the topics that didn't need to be answered.

Because of this, I feel deeply disturbed. I admit that after being with her, my glass heart is getting thinner and more easily broken.

Although she didn't say it, I thought I should take the initiative to express my opinion, so I edited a lengthy text for her on the afternoon of the third day, roughly meaning that she should not touch her things without her consent that day, and I promise that in the future Not anymore.

I sent it with a nervous heart, but I didn't reply for 10 minutes, half an hour, an hour, or three hours.

Until the evening, when my expectations were almost worn out, she finally called me back and asked where I was.

She came to me with makeup on, and she must have come here directly. When she saw me, she gave me a bag and said it was a souvenir from the group. She thought I would like it and asked for one. I opened it and saw it was a little monkey. It's cute, but maybe the mood at that time was not suitable for liking things, so I said I like it very much.

"It was a bit pissed off at first," she said.

Cut to the topic, I sat upright.

Roy said that because she is a newcomer, and she has been filming several episodes in the group, everyone has developed a tacit understanding, so she often has to cooperate with everyone's acting skills, and the directors have no patience with her. It's very annoying, and that manuscript was recorded by her after spending a day observing and investigating the performance habits of everyone who played with her.

Knowing that I was rummaging through her things and losing her manuscript, she really didn't want to talk to me.

When Roy said this, I suddenly panicked and asked, "And then what?"

She pinched my chin. I was sitting and she was standing. When she did this, she slightly tilted her hand and let me look up at her. She smiled and said, "No, then, I will kill you." What do you want to eat?"

After all, she didn't give me a reply afterwards, so it's okay for me to edit so hard.

After getting off the plane, we went to the hotel first, and we can go back on the last day of tomorrow. This long and compact publicity can finally come to an end. Although we had slept for a while on the plane, we felt nervous when we got to the room and saw the bed. Feeling weak, I just slept all afternoon regardless.

A few hours later, I was woken up by the crazy ringing mobile phone. Not only Chen Ling's mobile phone was ringing, but mine was also ringing. It was too violent and kicked her under the bed.

Apparently we slept until the alarm clock didn’t work, and Sister Chen scolded us over there, saying that it’s been half an hour and asking us where we are, why we’re so ignorant that we’re late. I don’t know how big the occasion is today. The TV show only aired for 2 days. It's a moth, if it is reported that you are playing big cards, it depends on how you mess up in the future.

She scolded very rhythmically, and we couldn't help but wonder if she had memorized it. Nowadays, companies, especially sales companies, are not like this. They give you a set of questions and answers for you to memorize. If you memorize the questions you have come across, you don’t need to make them up temporarily when you encounter similar ones, just set them up directly, just like answering questions.

Sister Chen can recite it so smoothly, which means that people are often late. Thinking of this, Chen Ling and I immediately felt relieved, and felt that we also needed to find a set of humbly apologetic answers to deal with this kind.