heart arsonist

The little assistant liked Fang Wei very much, and he admired the other party's courage to challenge Song Xinheng head-on, but before he had developed such courage and psychological quality, he was forced to record the conversation.He was a little restrained when he started talking, and after watching Song Xinheng's reaction anxiously for two days, the little assistant was relieved, thinking that Song Xinheng hadn't actually listened at all.

The number of times of finding fault and the degree of temper tantrums were almost the same as before. After requesting recording, they did not bother to specifically ask about the content of the conversation between the two.It was a false alarm, and the little assistant soon became less restrained. The two men chatted mostly about trivial matters, but the chat atmosphere was surprisingly good. They routinely inserted some discussions about Song Xinheng, tactfully or indirectly showing that they were interested in this matter. people's dissatisfaction.

"Come here, I have something to ask you." Song Xinheng took a sip of water and called the little assistant who was moving the props over. Just as he was still thinking about where he made a mistake, Song Xinheng propped his chin and asked him in a leisurely manner: "He Send me a courier?"

In yesterday’s chat, there was indeed something about sending a courier. The little assistant was at a loss for words. I never thought that Song Xinheng would really listen. Vaguely noticed such a thing.The little assistant looked at Song Xinheng's hidden anticipation, and finally broke his fantasy: "It's not... for you."

"Is that for you?" Sensing Song Xinheng's hostility, the little assistant quickly waved his hand: "It's...not me either."

"It's for Jiang Qin, let me pass it on for you." As if hearing some sensitive words, Song Xinheng raised his eyes dangerously.After a brief silence, he asked: "Which Jiang Qin? Jiang from Jiangshui? Qin Qin who is hardworking? Why did he send it here?"

The reason why Song Xinheng remembered this name was because of Fang Wei's bad ID. He didn't realize that after the "Law of Shouheng" officially went offline, Fang Wei's new ID became "Jiang Qin's Little Scarf", and his profile picture changed from Song Xinheng's face was changed to someone else's, probably a member of that little group.There is no time to dig these, Song Xinheng only knows that this person is a strong opponent.

His little tail turned upside down and turned into someone else's scarf, no matter how you think about it, it's a very unpleasant thing.But the more uncomfortable thing is still to come. Song Xinheng only now knows that the legendary Jiang Qin has been so close to him.

"Because the supporting roles are divided into stages, he is not always on the set." The little assistant took out his mobile phone and flipped through the selfie photo he had cheekily gone to Jiang Qin to take.Obviously there were two people in the picture, Song Xinheng only stared at Jiang Qin, but he didn't see that his face was any better than his own, Song Xinheng didn't forget to give the assistant a look: "I didn't see it, you also like to go to him?"

As long as they are members of the film crew, no one wants to take photos with the main actors, but Song Xinheng's firewall is too strong, even if he becomes an assistant, he can't get such benefits. Instead, Jiang Qin, an unassuming newcomer, fulfilled their wishes for them.The little assistant hesitated for a few seconds, but still didn't tell Song Xinheng that after he sent this to Fang Wei, he aroused much envy from the other party.

[If I have the opportunity to go to the film crew, I also want to shoot with him like this. QAQ~], the text message with emoji, the little assistant was afraid of being choked, so he didn't dare to show it to Song Xinheng.When the courier arrived, Song Xinheng didn't scratch a knife in front of the large carton. He asked his assistant to carry it to Jiang Qin, and followed behind as if nothing had happened. His expression didn't waver at all, and he just watched the unpacking scene.

"Yesterday you performed very well. I asked them, is your surname Jiang?" The blunt conversation did not arouse much suspicion. Jiang Qin was just confused by the sudden conversation with this flower of the high mountain, and incidentally couldn't remember yesterday. When he was filming, Song Xinheng came to watch.Realizing that the other party was looking at his box, Jiang Qin smiled politely: "This is from a fan."

The two only met once, and he didn't regard Fang Wei as a fan at first, but after a while, he began to receive encouragement messages from Fang Wei from time to time. Come on or something.Jiang Qin received a lot of text messages, and felt warm in his heart. Facing such a big box of gifts from Fang Wei, he felt even more flattered.

For a star of Song Xinheng's level, it is reasonable to say that receiving this level of packages has long been commonplace.But even so, the way he stared at Jiang Qin's box was too straightforward, which made the latter take the initiative to remove the plastic seal in the end.In fact, they are all very common things, but they can’t hold a large amount, from cotton clothes to scarves, gloves to hats, in addition to a lot of warm babies and snacks, there is also a rice cooker.

The letter was placed in the crevice of the box, and it looked bulging because it was written on several sheets of paper. Although Fang Wei was a man, he fully demonstrated the necessary drawing skills of a kindergarten teacher on the goose yellow envelope, which was garish The land is beautiful.Jiang Qin picked it up and weighed it, and noticed Song Xinheng's low air pressure. If the recipient hadn't been specified, he would have suspected that the box had been opened by mistake.

Otherwise, why would Song Xinheng have such an expression, not very happy, he seemed to want Jiang Qin to read the letter directly to him.

Among the piles of presents, there was even a small assistant's share, which was an exquisitely designed thermos cup. Song Xinheng put his hands in his pockets and left without receiving anything.Slumped dully on the soft sofa in the lounge, Song Xinheng stretched his long legs and didn't want to talk to others, but that annoying little assistant came again, still holding the thermos cup with the label in his hand, saying that someone outside came to check on him class.

He knew that the possibility of Fang Wei was very slim, but he still stood up and looked around. He didn't expect the person he wanted to see, and the person who pushed the door and entered first obliterated his thoughts from his height.Song Xinheng's expression darkened, and he sat back silently. Yan Baifeng didn't care about it. He carried two boxes, opened the door and waved to his assistant. Not long after, another person who was tightly covering himself appeared in the room.

"I came to see you, why do you have such an expression?" The room was hot, Yan Baifeng took off his coat and put it on the box, looked at Song Xinheng's unshaven chin, and knew that the life of the crew was not too hard: "You are not welcome If so, we're leaving now."

"I welcome you." Song Xinheng glanced at Zhou Xiaohui who was standing by the sofa. Through the mask, he could remember his smile when he and Fang Wei hooked up shoulder to shoulder. The troubles on the [-]st, [-]nd and [-]rd have not been resolved, and now on the [-]th Appeared here again, and this No. [-] was the worst offender. Just sleeping in the same bed for a week after honeymoon was enough to make Song Xinheng suspect that he was here to make things worse.

"My family is a bit troublesome." Song Xinheng glanced at Yan Baifeng: "Believe it or not, he actually wants to divorce me."

"Talk about this," Yan Baifeng didn't seem surprised at all, looked at the hot water brought by Zhou Xiaohui, and said thank you softly.Putting his hand on the edge of the paper cup, he patiently said, "I'm just mentioning it now? I thought I'd mention it after I got married." Facing Song Xinheng's surprised expression, Yan Baifeng continued maliciously: "But he figured it out. Well, it's never a bad thing."

"Anyway, you're always thinking about Xiao Ke, and it's better for both of you to end it sooner." Yan Baifeng glanced at Zhou Xiaohui who was opposite, even though the other party was just lowering his head to drink water, Yan Baifeng could still see that he was smiling.The little assistant stood by the door, looking at the way Yan Baifeng looked at Zhou Xiaohui, his heart was about to break, thinking that he was also an assistant, why would he be paid attention to every time he drank water, and he could only be bullied all day long.

"Xiao Ke and I are over a long time ago." Song Xinheng gave Yan Baifeng a white look: "I didn't even think about divorcing Weiwei."

Before Yan Baifeng could react, Zhou Xiaohui was already choking.Going around the table to pass the paper, Yan Baifeng leaned over to help Zhou Xiaohui pat the back, while looking at Song Xinheng: "Weiwei...forget it, even if you are over, marriage is not your business after all, Fang Wei also has the right to speak , I don’t know if he has made up his mind, but in my opinion, it’s better for you to end it sooner.”

"Why?" Yan Baifeng's words were not pleasant, Song Xinheng retorted: "Why should it end earlier?"

"Because you are not suitable at all," Yan Baifeng sighed: "Aside from other things, you are actually quite heartless."

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I haven't sent it...the next chapter will be available. I will write it after the exam tomorrow night. It will be sent out at about 11 to 12 o'clock in the evening. You don't have to wait in advance. Okay, I will continue to study~