Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

He Ercheng didn't know whether to write something on the inside pages of the book, or clip a unique card, but he definitely wanted to write something. This is the first book published, and the first issue of printing 10 has been sold out, which is the highest achievement for a new writer, although in reality, the ending of the story itself is not perfect.

I thought about it for a long time because of the content I wrote, and even the things I read in the diary are no longer important.

He Ercheng has been thinking about the words "TO: Dragon Ouba" for a long time. It is definitely not acceptable to use honorifics. He doesn't like her calling it like this, and the title "Ouba" just doesn't seem obvious. Therefore, "Zhilong" was added in front of it. Just such a beginning, she thought about it for half an hour.

She continued to practice the text on the white paper.

"Actually, I got the first book a long time ago. I got it for the sake of a sample, but when you get this book with the words I give you, I will also tell you a piece of good news by the way. The book has already exceeded 10, so, the book that Ouba got is the second batch of 10, congratulations, I know you will be happy for me, Ouba, you know, I almost I thought it would fail. I was very resistant to the story itself. You also know that you really didn’t want to listen to the teacher’s words. Even if you just took a look at it, you felt disgusted. When I was the most naive, I thought that as long as I liked him enough, I worked hard enough. , he will understand the dreams I sacrificed for him, but in the end..."

He Ercheng paused suddenly, why did she write these things, she wanted to confide the sourness in her heart to him?Obviously everything in my heart has become the past, and the reason for insisting on writing it down is just to give an explanation to the past, draw a complete symbol for the past, and start a new journey.

Very annoyed, he crumpled up the ball of paper and threw it into the trash can.

After writing such a lengthy essay, it is better to write a short video for him. If there are too many words, he won’t be able to read it. I already knew that she wrote a book, and I have asked her what she wrote until now?What did you write?Why do you write so seriously.

"Sister, what do you want to eat? I want to order takeaway." Hormon knocked on the door, interrupting her thoughts.

He Ercheng raised his head from the bed, and said towards the door: "I'll eat whatever you eat, hurry up? I'll get up right away."

Staying up in bed in winter is also a common thing, but He Ercheng also stays in bed, which is rare. This is the first time He Ermeng has seen this, and my sister has not gotten up yet.

After finishing speaking, He Ercheng heard the sound of her younger brother's footsteps gradually moving away. She breathed out hastily in the palm of her hand, warmed up, and then continued to write on the inner page of the cover, "Although the person I like did not fall in love with me in the end." , but the person who loves me, he is always there, I am still lucky, Sarang~"

Write the date on the suffix and sign "I who love you now".

Only then was he satisfied with blowing the marks left by the water pen on it, putting it on the bedside, and found the lipstick that had been hidden tightly in the drawer at the bedside, it seemed to be the lipstick Jin Jinghyuk gave her for the first time, although It's not the color I like.

"Sister, why haven't you moved? I'm going out, so get up quickly." Hormon leaned on the door and listened for a while, but there was still no sound from inside, so he knocked on the door again and said.

"Understood, go now." He Ercheng put on the slippers and put the book and lipstick on the bedside cabinet.

When she opened it, her younger brother was about to go downstairs, so she yelled at him: "We'll meet early, cross the road and have a look."

Hormon said impatiently: "I know, I know, I'm not a 5-year-old child, and I still need you to hold hands to cross the road." After a while of whining, he put on his shoes, opened the door and left.

After He Ercheng washed up, she tidied up the clothes upstairs and took them downstairs for washing. After everything was cleaned up, she sat down and looked at the book and the lipstick.

"I'm back." The sound of Hormon opening the door quickly attracted her attention.

"That's it." So she wanted to get it done right after breakfast, took off the lipstick, prepared to draw a heart on the inside page of the book, carefully turned the lipstick on, and was ready to do it.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Seeing this wave of operation, He Ermeng was stunned, especially the expression, which looked a bit cruel, did he want to destroy the lipstick or the book?

"Draw a love heart." He Ercheng thought very simply, "The lipstick is red, this color is very bright, suitable for painting this." He raised the lipstick again as he spoke.

"Give it to someone?" Hormon already guessed in his heart who it was for, and directly snatched the flaming lipstick from her hand, put down the breakfast in his hand, "It's old-fashioned to draw a heart, I'll teach you."

Hormon directly painted on her sexy thick lips, and muttered: "I haven't seen you use this color before."

He Ercheng pointed, and disliked the way he put on lipstick, it was too vulgar: "Jin Jinghe gave it to me, he put it on for me once, and Busan used it once, and never used it again."

Hormon immediately threw it into the trash can: "It can be thrown away a long time ago."

He Ercheng watched it fall into the trash can, but she didn't feel any pity at all. She originally wanted to use it for painting and then throw it away. This color didn't suit her at all.

However, she threw it into the trash before she finished the work?

"Give me the book." Hormon already had an idea, moving his nimble fingers.

"What are you going to do?" He Ercheng's attention was on his mouth, which was originally thick and a little ugly, and it was painted so outlineless, it was the feeling of a child playing with his mother's lipstick. A bear child.

"Just give it to me." He Ercheng held up the book hesitantly.

He picked up the book, opened the inside page, and looked at the line of Juanxiu, it was my sister's handwriting, that's right, she had learned calligraphy and copybooks, so the handwriting was better.

She lowered her head and kissed the date on the signature.

"Yeah——" He Ercheng thought of something wrong before it was too late, the color on his lips had already imprinted on it, "Shouldn't you let me come, you bad guy."

He finally wanted to come over to read the book, but the lip mark was already burned on it, and if he tried to wipe it off, it would only make a mess. He picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth: "This will make you more considerate, give it to that annoying ghost."

He Ercheng wanted to cry and said helplessly: "You are really bad, I want to give it away."

Hor Meng sat down complacently, and said frankly: "I know, isn't it the 'hate' who snatched you away from me?"

He Ercheng was speechless: "He doesn't hate him, you are serious, can you take care of me less." A picture even appeared in his mind, when Quan Zhilong got the book, he saw such a trace, misunderstood If you think it's hers, will you happily kiss her, but it's actually your younger brother's, and then directly KISS.

It's so graphic.

"Hurry up and have breakfast." Hormon sat on the table triumphantly, "Sister, have you guys ever kissed before? The kind he did to you? The one who kissed you so ecstasy... I heard that he has a pretty face." Two versions, one good and one evil."

"Eat your breakfast." He Ercheng glared at him viciously, "Eating can't stop your big mouth." He continued to point at him and said sternly, "I'm going to your company later, let's go together, you Get rid of the trash and take it with you."

"Why do you go to the company? Didn't you go there last time? Didn't Planner Jiang say that everything has been done? Xia Zhen also said that the driving school has been found. After my schedule is stable, I can arrange it. Sister, no Tell you?"

He Ercheng finished his meal in a hurry, ignored his series of questions, and waited upstairs to get the passport that Quan Zhilong gave him last time and the pajamas he was going to give him, before going downstairs.

"It's still raining outside." He Ercheng took out two umbrellas from the cabinet, and handed one of them to his younger brother.

Hormon just happened to be in the garbage, at the door of the room, and when he put on his shoes and was about to go out, he looked up, and saw that my sister was wearing a bit less, just a comfortable sweater and trousers, and a hat that I had never seen before, especially this hat was still It looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

"Sister, do you want to take a coat outside or something? Can you catch a cold?" After all, she is the kind of person who catches cold easily.

"No, we'll be there soon. Doesn't YG have air-conditioning, so it's a burden to wear an extra layer to keep you warm." He Ercheng said that he had already put on his short boots and was waiting for him at the door.

Hormon didn't take an umbrella, and was scolded by his sister when he got down there, but because he was in a hurry, he just used an umbrella with her like that, the kind that was so considerate that he wouldn't let his sister get wet when he got wet.

He thought so, but his sister didn't know, and didn't pay attention to the wet clothes beside him, but said that he had grown taller recently.

He Ercheng didn't say the specific location and time, but came here temporarily, and sent Quan Zhilong's message directly, but there was no reply. The younger brother was going to rehearse, so after entering the company, the two of them left separately, and He Ermeng thought, sister She went to plan Jiang to discuss things, but she didn't know that she had an appointment with someone else. After all, it's normal for her to come to the company occasionally.

"Why haven't you replied yet, are you busy?" When He Ercheng turned on the phone, the message had been sent for 10 minutes, and it was still unread.

Based on her memory, she visited the practice room and the recording studio, but she still couldn't find Quan Zhilong.

During the period, I checked the contents of the bag again. Except for a set of pajamas, it was the passport I mentioned last time. I said that I would apply for a visa for him, and I would go to England with him at the end of the month.

"Oh, this is beautiful, the color matches yours very well."

Is it his voice?He Ercheng joyfully quickened his pace, the sound must have come from a certain room.

"Who sent it?"

Who are you talking to?

He Ercheng stood still, it should be the front room, maybe you can give him a surprise, be sure to be quiet, every time he doesn't scare her like this...

coursing.

"Ouba, what about this one? It's a gift from fans, it shouldn't be expensive, it's pretty pretty."

Is it a girl's voice?

He Ercheng hesitated for a moment. Standing at the door, she couldn't help but glanced curiously.

"It's pretty, but it seems more chic when it's clipped on the neckline, and the chest is too ordinary." Quan Zhilong gave his opinion.

"Really?" The girl took the thing off her chest, but the neckline couldn't be seen, so Quan Zhilong kindly helped with it.

With just one glance, He Ercheng recognized the tattoo on his neck, and even his body shape was the same, it was impossible to have hallucinations.

There were others besides him, and there were other girls besides this girl.

Let's talk about work together.

He Ercheng was not feeling well, maybe he was thinking too much, but he still couldn't digest it right now, and he was so uneasy at the beginning, so he struggled for a while.

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of someone coming from here, and she took advantage of the situation to carefully pull them up, and politely greeted the approaching Dacheng: "Hello..."

Then he hurriedly left with the same appearance when he came again.

Jiang Dacheng looked at her figure curiously, and left like that?

But as to why she left alone, she couldn't figure it out.

He pushed open the door and saw that Brother Zhilong was still talking freely, thinking to himself, he should have said something and left right away.

The author has something to say: what a vulgar brother.