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With a click, Shen Zui turned the door lock.He withdrew the smile on his face and returned to a cold and impatient look.

Yan Mingyang was almost hit in the nose by the door, but fortunately he reacted quickly.He stepped back, opened the door and followed.

Shen Zui didn't wait for him, walked directly to the elevator door, and pressed the up button.

"Teacher Shen, don't worry." Yan Mingyang called Teacher Shen similarly to Xiaotu.He secretly teased, "Don't worry, Mr. Bao is satisfied."

Shen Zui was molested, but her face didn't turn red.He is actually familiar with Yan Mingyang like this.

To be exact, Brother Yan that Xiaotu knew was such a person.There is always a casual smile on his face, and he speaks a little indecently, but in fact he is the most reliable.

Back then, Yan Mingyang coaxed Shen Xiaotu away step by step.

Shen Zui glanced at Yan Mingyang unhurriedly, then turned back expressionlessly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingyang raised his eyebrows.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened.

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Shen Zui said in a deep voice, and entered the elevator without looking back.

Yan Mingyang talks nonsense, but rarely makes mistakes in his work.

This is the reason why he has been able to come to this day, and also the reason why he has not been kicked off the sofa by intoxication again.

The sofa is not too big, most of Shen Zui's body is lying on Yan Mingyang's body.He seemed to be asleep, breathing evenly.

Yan Mingyang buried the tip of his nose in Shen Zui's shoulder and neck.He took a deep breath, and then kissed his mouth as if nothing had happened.There is still the scent of perfume that has not dissipated. Several styles are mixed with deodorant, and the smell is wonderful and fascinating.

Shen Zui's phone turned on several times in a row, it should be WeChat.He propped his elbows on the edge of the sofa, intending to sit up with his arms.

"I'll help you get it." Yan Mingyang had longer arms.He picked up the phone with three fingers between the coffee table, and when he retracted his arm, he just handed it to Shen Zui.

Shen Zui didn't refuse or apologize, but he could see his lips moving at close range.

He raised his head and opened WeChat, only to find that it was Xiaoan's message.

Xiao An: Mr. Shen, the sets of perfumes you want are still in the car...

Xiaoan: When is it convenient for you, I will send it to you?

Shen Zui's face became hot again.But it wasn't obvious, he was already hot enough all over.He tapped the screen and replied: Tomorrow.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mingyang watched Shen Zui from the side, and could detect the subtle changes on his face.

After Shen Zui replied the message, he locked the screen of the phone and put it aside.He took a coat and put it on, got up with bare legs and poured a glass of water, "You should go."

When he came out of Shenzui's unit, Yan Mingyang remembered that he didn't bring a car today.

It was rare for him to be so out of his mind.In the final analysis, it was still the fault of Shen Zui's legs being too white.

Autumn evenings in Shanghai are acceptable, not exhausting.Yan Mingyang was carrying his high-end suit jacket, and the wind was blowing slowly from the first unbuttoned button of his shirt, his whole person was unruly.

It was dark and the street lamps were lit.Pedestrians were hurrying by the side of the road, and Yan Mingyang was not very conspicuous walking among them.

Shen Zui and Yan Mingyang lived not far away, but Yan Mingyang had never walked this distance.When he passed a crossroad, he was suddenly a little confused, and entered the navigation software that had been automatically uninstalled in a slightly unfamiliar way.

When the pedestrians around him started to leave, Yan Mingyang knew that the green light was on.He raised his head, and his eyes were full of prosperity and insignificance, as if he had returned to the years when he was in college and just graduated.

In a strange, huge city that does not belong to him, Yan Mingyang feels that he has also returned to the past.He also wanted to rewrite the ending of a story to make it slightly less ugly.

The road is wide, the green light is slightly short, and the red light is long.After Yan Mingyang started, he only had time to walk to the transition zone in the middle, and he had to wait for the next green light.

Yan Mingyang unknowingly opens the intoxicated dialog box, he is used to talking to himself in the input field.

Yan Mingyang: I suddenly thought today, if we hadn't been separated back then, would we have been like an ordinary couple after graduation, we just got off work after a hard day and nestled together on the sofa in the rented house.

After writing a short paragraph, Yan Mingyang, who was too lazy to divide the paragraphs, subconsciously clicked send.

He was continuing to write in the input box, and when he moved his eyes, he saw at the top of the screen: The other party is typing...

It turned out that the WeChat message just now was sent successfully.

I didn't even notice.

Yan Mingyang was a little honored and a little ashamed.He wanted to withdraw this shameful WeChat, but it was too late.

At this time, the green light ahead was on, and the pedestrians on both sides rushed forward like a group of zombies.Yan Mingyang was bumped from the back by someone, and the phone fell to the ground.

Surrounded by the crowd, Yan Mingyang had no choice but to quickly pick up his phone and follow along.He didn't have time to glance at the phone screen until the road was over.

Shen Xiaozui:?

Shen Xiaozui: When you just graduated, I was already a well-known actor.

The next day, not only Xiao An came to deliver perfume to Shen Zui, but also Hu Tu.

"Are you reconciled with Mr. Yan?" Hu Tu put down the perfume and asked concerned.

In the morning, Shen Zui was selecting Qi opera arias.He picked up the tablet and leaned back on the sofa, "Reconciliation is a very broad concept."

Hu Tu: "..."

"Have you released him from the blacklist?"

Shen Zui hummed unhurriedly.

"Do you have any, do you have any?" Hu Tu wanted to continue asking, coughing twice, "Is there any content that cannot be photographed."

"......"

Shen Zui was still watching Qi Opera, without raising his head, he hummed again.

"Then you are not reconciled!" Hu Tu slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

"It doesn't count." Shen Zui said leisurely with no expression on his face.

"........."

Xiao An has been intoxicated for a longer time and has seen a lot of things in the world.

"Our teacher Shen is the best at falling in love," she comforted Hu Tu confidently, "don't worry."

Stupid and skeptical.

"When is the next shooting of the short video of that perfume?" Shen Zui put down the tablet and chatted about the business.

"It will look like next Friday and Saturday," Hu Tu said, "what's the matter?"

"Tell me if it's decided." Shen Zui thought about it and added, "Also, tell me in advance which season will be filmed."

"...Oh." Hu Tu didn't quite understand, but he understood that intoxication had its own reasons.He nodded, and said, "It's just a commercial, don't be too hard on yourself."

"You can put your effort into movies, and the audience of advertisements mainly depends on your face."

Intoxicated: "......"

""Zuo Liu" has been sent to the awards, and Director Pei also has business with the air traffic management company." Hu Tu said, "Next week, the company plans to hold a film selection meeting for you to discuss what script you will take in the future."

Shen Zui listened quietly, and after a while he lowered his head and said, "I don't really want to take on the show right now."

"It's fine if you don't like the few notebooks I gave you last time." Hutu hesitantly comforted him, "I don't want you to join the group right away, but you still have to film."

Shen Zui didn't speak any more.After a while, he nodded slightly.

When staying at home, the intoxication is either watching Qi opera or smelling perfume.

The scene he was going to shoot next week was summer, so he sprayed summer-themed perfume on his clothes and quilts, and revisited several very summer movies.

Shen Zui prepared almost like a madman.Because this is just a short film made of shots, there is no story that allows him to enter the play.

One day, Shen ZuiJin, Liu Heng and Ding Yin saw that Xia Rusen was coming to Shanghai.He wanted to see the teacher a little bit, but he retreated silently.

His current performance is not good, he dare not go to see Xia Rusen.

The night before the selection meeting, Yan Mingyang sent a WeChat message.

Yan Mingyang has been quiet since the last time he went "whoring for nothing".Maybe it was that hypocritical wechat that made him feel a little embarrassed to see people for a while, and Yan Mingyang would also be embarrassed to see people?

Shen Zui opened Yan Mingyang's dialog box.

Yan Mingyang: I will also go to your film selection meeting tomorrow.

Shen Xiaozui: Oh.

Yan Mingyang: How did you learn Qi Opera last time?

Shen Xiaozui: It's okay.

Shen Zui's succinct answer made Yan Mingyang's normal topics exhausted.

He doesn't like these innocuous conversations, it seems that the two of them are very innocent.

Yan Mingyang was silent for a while.

Intoxicated crackled and typed in the dialog box: In the evening, did you come to me to practice the basic social language of human beings?

Just as he was about to send it, another message came out from Yan Mingyang's side.

Yan Mingyang: I cooked a piece of fish for you, and I'm downstairs.