Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

Pat clap clack clack.He Lanba walked past the door drinking Coke.

Pat clap clack clack.He Lanba walked past the door eating ham.

Unable to bear it, Kai Molong pressed down on the laptop and looked back at the otaku screenwriter who happened to be passing by: "Why are you spying on me?"

He Lanba chewed on the ham, leaned towards the door coolly, shrugged and said, "I didn't peep at you, this is my house, I can go wherever I like, if you don't want to be spied on by me, move out ah."

Kaimolong turned around the chair with a "wow", He Lanba suddenly met Kaimolong's handsome face with a hesitant expression, his body leaning against the door stiffened unconsciously, cleared his throat to calm himself down, Kaimolong He got up and walked over to block the door in two steps. He raised his arm and propped it on the door frame to block the probing Helan Ba. After the two of them looked at each other for a long time, Kai Molong raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Don't disturb me", and then took a picture. the door.

He Lanba was stunned by the closing of the door, but he didn't back down, leaned against the door and knocked on the door panel: "Listen to my advice, Director Kai, don't work so hard. With your qualifications, yes It is impossible to pass the trial in my heaven."

In the room came the even better banging of Beethoven's "Fate" symphony.

He Lanba knocked on the door a few times in keeping with the rhythm: "That's right, this! That's it! Yes! Fate!"

The volume in the room increased by several decibels.

He Lanba raised his voice: "You said why can't you write a normal script? If you really can't write it, you can ask me, senior, I will be happy to help you..."

Downstairs, Shen Er came back humming a song. Seeing this, He Lanba leaned over to the door and asked in a low voice, "Kai Molong? Are you doing push-ups or sit-ups..."

Before the words could finish, the door opened with a "snap". He Lanba leaned against the door panel with half of his body, and fell into it unexpectedly, only feeling his arm being pulled vigorously...

Student Shen, whose reflection arc was too long, suddenly heard a "bang" door closing upstairs, followed by the rumbling "Fate" symphony.

Kay is coding the script again.The curly-haired young man looked down at the "Final Fantasy XX" he had just bought and was about to play it. After thinking about it, he frowned and sealed the game software into the depths of the TV cabinet, sitting in the sunny In the living room, turn on the laptop, put on the earplugs and start writing the impressions seriously. The music of the "Fate" symphony leaked out a little from time to time, and it seemed to be repeating the first movement. He looked up at the second floor, and suddenly he was very glad that he could live in this apartment. In the study, He Lan was always beating on the slate The screenwriter, the director Kai who always loves to play symphonies on the second floor, everyone is working hard all the time, full of positive energy.

He Lanba finally read the script written by Kai Molong himself. He put down the script and propped his forehead in agony. He said to himself that you are so rich, if you can't write it yourself, you can hire a screenwriter to write it for you. You just need to be responsible for filming. Why? Do you have to make life difficult for yourself? !

Kaimeron got up from the bed with a rustle: "You can say what you have to say now."

He Lanba raised his head and looked at the beast that was dressed up again in the blink of an eye: "Why do I think it's wrong?"

Kai Molong looked back at him as he pulled up his trouser chain: "What's wrong? My job has gone bad?"

He Lanba held up the volume of the script, raised his eyebrows and asked, "I'll help you read the script, and I still want to be ridden by you?"

Kai Molong just smiled and shook his head, as if he felt that there was no need to answer this question, he picked up the shirt at the foot of the bed and put it on: "I'll go downstairs and take Shen Erzhi away, take your time."

He Lanba nodded and buried his head in the script: "Pass me a pen."

Kai Molong came over and pinned the Montblanc fountain pen behind Helan Ba's ear.

He Lanba said "thank you", feeling that Kaimolong's shadow was still above him, looked up and saw Kaimolong sitting on the bedside table looking down at him, a little surprised: "Aren't you going downstairs?"

"I forgot to tell you," Kaimeron lowered his eyes, "I like to hear you call me Kaisa, it makes me very excited." Feeling heavy, "Did you feel it?"

He Lanba didn't remember calling Kaisa at all. Now that he thought about calling Kaisa in his arms, he was quite ashamed, but it was really cool. His face was a little tense, and he coughed: "This It’s a normal physiological reaction.” He wrote the three characters “Kaimolong” on the script, and clicked the words to make a statement, “Kaimolong is similar to a closed tone, and Kaisa is a proper open tone, which is more helpful. to breathe."

Kai Molong patiently listened to Mr. Screenwriter's nonsense, nodded and smiled: "It will also help it get excited."

He Lanba caught a glimpse of Kai Molong's long legs crossed on purpose, and his scalp went numb when he thought of the excitement in the middle of these beautiful and delicious long legs.

Kai Molong finally dawdled downstairs, and after a while He Lanba heard Shen Curly Mao barking from downstairs: "Ah, Dashou, I didn't bother you, did I?"

"No, what are you writing?" Cameron said in a dignified voice.

"The homework assigned by Dean Liu requires 3000 words, ah, it's so difficult..." Shen Che's useless voice.

He Lanba walked to the door with his trousers in his hands, and took a sneak peek downstairs. That guy Kai Molong came out of the kitchen with a can of Coke, didn't open it to drink, and bent over the coffee table to look at Shen Che's notebook Computer: "Road movie?"

Shen Che crossed his hands behind his head and leaned on the sofa seat: "Well, you can choose one of the genre films, I thought road films would be good to write."

He Lanba glanced at Shen Che who was squatting on the ground and leaning on the sofa seat. To be honest, he never understood that Shen Er had the characteristic of squatting on the ground if he didn't sit on the sofa. It is necessary to lie on the stomach.

Kai Molong glanced at the long-winded document on the notebook, his expression seemed a little sad, but fortunately he restrained himself, and patted the frustrated student Shen on the back: "Get up and I'll take you for a ride, since you're going to write about roads film, just feel the road film.”

"Ah?" Shen Curly turned his head immediately, his surprise was beyond words, "Will it not waste your time?"

"Get ready," Kai Molong went to the full-length mirror and fastened the last two buttons. When he raised his chin, he glanced at the second floor with a smile, and then asked Shen Che, who was packing up happily, "Why do you like to be here?" Write something in the living room?"

"Oh, I like a place with a lot of space, it's spacious! Isn't the bedroom just for sleeping haha!"

"Yeah," Kaimeron nodded understandingly with a constipated expression, "the kennel is too narrow to do anything..."

"Ah?" Shen Che turned his head in surprise, did he hear it wrong?I seem to have heard the word kennel...

"Are you ready?" Kai Molong turned around, wearing a white shirt and black slim trousers, already holding the car keys in his hand, with a masculine smile on his face that could make a little boy kneel and lick him.

Kai Molong leaned over and took the undrinkable can of Coke on the coffee table, broke it, and handed it to Shen Che behind him. Where are you going for a drive?"

How did He Lanba feel that this was the prelude to the master going out for a walk with the dog, and even rewarded him with a piece of dog biscuit before going out...