[Korean Entertainment] Mr. Zheng, long time no see

Ever since the dressing room incident, Ren Zijin would hide from him whenever he could, and chose to ignore him if he couldn't. After rejecting Xiao Yang's dinner invitations several times, Xiao Yang fell into a masquerade and couldn't extricate himself: Could it be that the two People fall in love with each other for a long time, but they happen to be smashed through by themselves?

Finally, after countless times of pressing Zheng Ronghua to no avail, he turned to surround Ren Zijin.

"Ren Zijin"

"..."

"Ren Zijin" Xiao Yang told her to run faster.

"Ren Zijin, stop here, or break up the relationship." Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

She stood helplessly.

"Ren Zijin, what do you mean? You have been hiding from us for several days." Xiao Yang stepped forward.

"No, I'm just busy lately. Hehe" Ren Zijin said with a sloppy smile.

A slap hit her on the head: "Make it up, make it up, you think I'm stupid!"

"No, no." She rubbed the head that had just been raped by Xiao Yang.

"Forget it, I don't ask you what happened that day, anyway, you two share the same hatred, let me tell you that I ordered XXX Japanese food tonight." Ren Zijin was about to refuse: "How dare you refuse!" Xiao Yang pointed Looking at her with a cannibalistic expression.

Those who know current affairs are Junjie: "Uh."

Xiao Yang stroked Ren Zijin's short hair that reached his ears and stroked his squeamish kitten-like expression.

Ren Zijin spent the whole day in anxiety, never expected time to slow down at this moment.

Occasionally on the set, she watched Zheng Ronghua who was seriously polishing the script, and her heart beat faster. It was actually not the first time she had skin contact with him, but that time he was unconscious, but this time the two of them were conscious.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Yang timely broke Ren Zijin's knotted thoughts again.

Panic as if being caught by someone: "Nothing, nothing."

"Zijin, are you also bowing down under our Ronghua's trousers?" Xiao Yang joked.

"What, I'm just thinking about something and getting absorbed." The shyness on her face has already betrayed her heart.

"Focused on our Ronghua?" It's not Xiao Yang who doesn't gossip.

"Not at all."

……

Zheng Ronghua in the distance looked at the two people who were making a fuss, she chased Xiao Yang shyly and tried to hit her, but Xiao Yang said something that made her angry.

"Oh." Ren Zijin, who was chasing Xiao Yang wholeheartedly, didn't see the bottle of water that someone put down casually under his feet. Skin-to-skin contact on the ground.

Turning around, it turned out to be him, and then lowered his head to look at the part that suddenly tightened: "Let go!"

"Ah~" Just as he was about to let go of his hand, her body was about to fall, which made her scream again and again.

"Don't let go." Afraid that he would really let go obediently, Ren Zijin shouted hastily.

"Do you want me to relax or not?" His helpless voice sounded above his head.

"Help me up." Ren Zijin was so ashamed that she couldn't help herself.

Xiao Yang, who was standing on the side, looked at the two, suddenly felt that there was love in the air that couldn't overflow, and then consciously turned on the "invisible escape" mode.

Finally standing still, Ren Zijin clung to the hem of his clothes in embarrassment, staring at the toes of his shoes in a daze.

"You have seen through the shoes." Zheng Ronghua couldn't help but said, ending her almost masochistic lowering of her head.

"Oh, I remembered that. Director Song is looking for me, so I'll be leaving first." He just found a reason and ran away.

Looking at Ren Zijin, who was running away in a panic, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he squeezed the soft hand that touched her just now: "You have a good figure.".

Sitting in the lounge, Ren Zijin couldn't help patting himself on the head, everything is not going well recently, why is he always embarrassing in front of him recently!

……

When eating at night, Ren Zijin couldn't bear to bury her head in the plate in front of her. She really couldn't stand Xiao Yang's eyes bursting out - you have sex, and the smile in his eyes.

Every time I look at his outstretched hand when picking up vegetables, it is clean and the nails are trimmed just right, and I think of the one held by him in the afternoon... The hot feeling from somewhere reminds her of the intimate act just now.

Oh, what are you thinking, Ren Zijin!She suddenly patted herself on the head, which attracted the eyes of the two of them.

"Ah, hehe, I have a headache." She was embarrassed to find a reason to deal with the action just now.

"Xiao Yang, go to the hospital after dinner." He looked at her fixedly.

Xiao Yang, who was eating the chicken leg, was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you going to the hospital?"

"Isn't Zijin a headache?" Zheng Ronghua took a sip of a drink gracefully while holding a water glass, with a calm expression, but there was undisguised banter in his eyes.

"Oh~ okay." Xiao Yang, who put down the chicken leg, nodded meaningfully in response.

"No, no, I just didn't have a good rest last night, so I don't need to go to the hospital, no." I just found an excuse to cover up the embarrassment just now, God, you don't have to be so concerned.

"Why don't you sleep at night?" He put down his chopsticks and asked slowly.

"I'm writing a new notebook." Finally put down the headache topic.

He nodded as a response, then picked up the glass and watched her drink the water with twinkling eyes.

Xu Shi was so stared at by him that she couldn't eat any more. She reluctantly put down her chopsticks and looked at the delicious food on the table. She was just concentrating on the afternoon's affairs and didn't put her mind on eating, but now she feels hungry, my lord She put down her chopsticks, so she was embarrassed to continue eating.

After the meal, the three of them got dressed and walked out of the private room. They stood at the door and waited, while Xiao Yang ran to the parking lot to pick up the car.During this rare time alone, the two of them were speechless for a moment.

"Zijin, have we met somewhere?" He asked first.

Don't you remember?She hurriedly denied it, for fear that he would think of something, "No, no, I haven't seen it." Three consecutive "no"s have actually leaked her heart.

He didn't take it seriously either: "Oh, I think you are very familiar."

"Hehe, maybe I look too popular." Guilty without confidence.

Because of his question "Did we meet somewhere?" made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles along the way, her eyes erratically looking around, desperately trying to escape from the inspection of his eyes.

She didn't expect that in someone's eyes, this was simply the rhythm of "not calling oneself up"!

we seem to have met somewhere do you remember

as if it was an autumn sunset

You are so beautiful that I dare not talk to you

When you pass me the wind blows my hair

we seem to have met somewhere do you remember

when you were a child i was under the window sill

I guess your name is etched on the wall

I drew your image facing the crescent moon

we seem to have met somewhere do you remember

When we come to our respective worlds

Looking at each other in this life, who ever thought

We can still meet, everything is like a dream

——"Where We Seem"

"Hello" the most annoying thing in the morning is the ringing of the phone that disturbs the dream.

"Ren Zijin, are you a pig? What time is it?"

"I have nothing to do, so why do I get up so early?" Recently, I went to Jeju Island with the crew on location, and the crew went to the mountains where the birds don't shit.

"Get out of here, I'm on my way to Jeju Island."

Ren Zijin turned over and put the phone against his ear: "Why are you here on Jeju Island?"

"Exploring the class!" The tone was obviously not good.

"Who else is filming here?"

"You idiot, I'm going to visit your crew." Sleep stupid, this woman.

Standing up suddenly: "Don't tell me, I'm just a small screenwriter, what's the matter with you visiting the set?"

"Just you, not worth it. I'll give you 10 minutes and come down to pick you up."

Facing the hang-up sound from the phone, Ren Zijin came to his senses and ran into the bathroom barefoot.

……

In the morning of late autumn, having a bowl of hot pearl milk tea is a wonderful thing in the world.Accompanied by Lin Shanmei, who was full of smiles, she distributed cups of milk tea that she just brought: "Thank you."

Early in the morning, the leading actress was not in a good condition. After being NG several times in a row, she was ordered by the director to enter the makeshift lounge to 'think about the past'.

Song Dao was angry and scolded several assistants away early in the morning, exuding an aura of "don't let strangers in" all over his body, Lin Shanmei took XXX and dragged the reluctant Ren Zijin away To Song Dao's side: "Song Dao?"

"Who is it?" Director Song asked impatiently, "Xiao Shanmei, why are you here?"

"Uncle." Shanmei called sweetly, holding Song Dao's arm affectionately.

'uncle'?Under what circumstances, Ren Zijin looked at the two people who were close in front of him as if watching a play.

"My uncle Song Minghe, the director of your play." Lin Shanmei introduced plainly.Song Dao beside him looked at his niece dotingly.

The Song family has only one pair of children. Since childhood, Song Minghe loved his younger sister very much. In the past, Song Mingjia ignored the opposition of his family and resolutely married Lin Yongjun who had nothing. Later, Lin Yongjun's business grew bigger and bigger. The girl has no worries about food and clothing, but after something happened, only one daughter was left behind, so Song Minghe had spoiled Lin Shanmei too much since she was a child, so Lin Shanmei was also close to this uncle.

……

"Why did you remember to visit your uncle today?" Song Minghe joked.

"I miss you, so this is coming." She acted sweetly.

"Okay, if you have something to say, just say it, why are you looking for uncle?"

Lin Shanmei rolled her eyes helplessly: "Uncle, do you still remember the girlfriend writer I often mention? Now, it is Ren Zijin, the screenwriter of your drama." The world is so small, Song Minghe couldn't help but sighed and nodded his head at Ren Zijin Jin.

"I'm talking about a new play recently, and I've already found a good investment. The script is also written by you, the screenwriter. It's in the preparation stage now. I just want you to give me guidance on the work when the time comes." They all said: Thousands of wears Wearing flattery but not wearing it is incisive, Song Dao was coaxed by Lin Shanmei's few words and smiled.

"Don't give uncle a high hat, just don't embarrass him when the time comes!"

……

After chatting with Song Dao about the serious matter, he called it euphemistically: I want to catch up with Ren Zijin, who was enslaved by Song Dao for many days, and the two of them haven't seen each other for a long time: "Tell me quickly, I heard that the man in this movie Number two is Zheng Ronghua, right, did anything happen to you?" This is the purpose of your trip, Ren Zijin said sadly.

"What happened?"

Looking at Ren Zijin who was pretending to be confused: "Don't pretend to be with me, I heard that the male number two was originally not his, why did he change to Zheng Ronghua later? You think I don't know, this role is based on him Did you recommend it to my uncle?"

Ren Zijin who was caught was like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Well, I admit that he is really suitable for this role." Looking at Lin Shanmei with a skeptical expression on his face: "Yes, I wrote it based on him. Yes, but I only found out later that the male second was replaced by him."

After listening, Lin Shanmei nodded in satisfaction: "Then did he express anything? After all, you had a chaotic 'one night'?"

Ren Zijin said furiously: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing as a chaotic 'one night', he doesn't seem to remember."

"What? Forgot? No, then you won't suffer, even..." Ren Zijin blocked the rest of the words.

"Good screenwriter," a staff member walked by and looked at the two inexplicably.

"Hello." Looking at the staff walking away: "I still pray that he forgets, what if he retaliates against me?"

Finally broke free from Ren Zijin's clutches: "Just you? A small screenwriter, is it worth it?" Lin Shanmei disagreed.

It's just that the memories of that night were too sad, she really didn't want him to remember.