The heating in the room was already very hot, and he turned on the air conditioner.
It was obviously mid-October, but the last two people were still sweating.
She was so hot that she only took a suspender skirt and rushed to take a shower.
When she came out, she was drying her hair with a towel when he pulled her to the bed and sat down.
He took out a winter crew-neck sweatshirt and put it on her head.
It's sweatpants.
He put it on quickly, and Jiahe was almost dumbfounded and let him do what he wanted.
It was super five-star service.
At the end, he saw that the sleeves of the sweatshirt were a bit too long and rolled them up for her.
She sniffed and whispered, "Okay."
Then she watched him stand up and walked to the desk to dial a number.
Intercom: "Aaron, come here."
Ah Jiahe almost fell off the sofa.
This is not self-inflicted.
Just now the two people were in the house without opening the door.
Because she had just taken a shower and was wearing so much, she started to sweat again.
When he heard the knock on the door, he immediately jumped up and said, "I'll get you some water."
After that, he rushed into the tea room.
My eyes glanced back and forth from the shelves, scented tea, black tea, Pu'er tea, which kind is good?
Finally, I decided to make coffee, which would take longer.
They were laughing and talking outside.
It wasn't until the coffee was brewed and she went out with two cups of coffee and a cup of tea that Wu Zhilun stopped, carrying a paper bag and said: "I was delivering something, and I wanted to see what was delicious. , you treat me like this" Jiahe had a guilty conscience, but when he said it, he felt a little strange: "What does it have to do with me?"
Wu Zhilun smiled and looked at Yi Wenze, who took the glass from Jiahe but said nothing.
Jiahe handed the coffee to Wu Zhilun, took the paper bag in his hand, and simply wrote "With you" to Yi Wenze.
She glanced at Yi Wenze again uncertainly, but he still didn't speak.
Wu Zhilun, on the other hand, coughed twice: "You two are not tired of saying that, and you are flirting with each other."
After knowing each other for so long, Jiahe already knew that his Chinese was actually very good, and he was sure every time he said something like this He was mocking her for putting the paper bag on the table, deliberately ignoring him, grabbing Yi Wenze's sleeve, and asking with dazzling eyes: "You want to release a single?"
Such huge news, it has not been announced for so many years.
Yi Wenze smiled and nodded: "Are you happy?"
She nodded hastily: "Of course."
Wu Zhilun said with a smile: "I just filled in the words during my busy schedule."
He picked up the paper bag again and waved it in front of Jiahe, "Everything is going well with the family, and I tell you that Yi Wenze really has big shortcomings, such as He values sex over friends, for example he is very lazy and likes to leave everything to me.”
The words "valuing sex over friends" were pronounced in a rather forceful tone.
Jiahe lowered his head when he said it again.
He took a sip of coffee and almost had his tongue burnt off.
I heard Yi Wenze finally speak, but to Wu Zhilun: "How do you feel?"
Wu Zhilun smiled and said: "Very good, very good.
With your music and my lyrics, and your willingness to sing, I believe it will definitely become a hit without the need for public relations."
What they talked about next was all about the promotion of the single.
Jiahe heard it in confusion.
He actually had already recorded and finished it without knowing it, and was about to start such a big promotion.
It wasn't until Wu Zhilun left that she washed the cup and asked him casually: "After the single, will there be a new album?"
He took the cup from her and put it on the shelf: "There are no plans yet."
Jiahe sighed and said it was a pity.
She knew that this song would definitely become popular without having to listen to it, so the best thing to do was to take advantage of the situation and release a new album.
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Although she didn't know much about the record market, as soon as Yi Wenze started singing at the concert that day, she knew that he was born to be a star.
He could even sing other people's songs casually.
Thinking of this incident and his words, I suddenly felt happiness bubbling up.
I tossed and washed a cup over and over for a long time.
I didn't notice him leaning on the counter until I calmed down, looking at myself funny.
Then he turned off the water and put the cup into his hand: "Sleep."
In the next three days, Yi Wenze flew to four or five cities in succession, while Jiahe held a mobile phone and read text messages from time to time.
Because going to New Zealand was her top priority, she postponed almost all her work until next month.
When Xiao Yu brought her the framed words, she spread them out and read them for a long time.
Although she was not good at it, she finally gave her a thumbs up and praised them a dozen times.
Xiao Yu sat in the living room, looked at the furniture around him, and asked her heartbrokenly: "You picked them all."
Jiahe looked at him very warily: "Don't say anything bad."
Xiao Yu leaned on the sofa and sighed: "I remember someone once commented that among celebrities, Yi Wenze has very good taste.
It's a pity."
Jiahe was cleaning the glass door of the balcony.
She could only jump when she encountered high places.
In the end, Xiao Yu took the cloth and wiped it twice for her: "When did you become so diligent?
That little shabby house in Shanghai is still If you work part-time, you will be virtuous and virtuous immediately after returning to Beijing."
Jiahe saw her cleaning every corner without bending her arms, and was very jealous: "I can't invite you now, for fear of people talking nonsense."
Xiao Yu glanced at her: "Just get married."
Jiahe hummed, took the cloth and threw it into the sink on the balcony to wash it.
Just as he was wringing it out, he heard Xiao Yugui, who had always been calm, cry out.
She was so frightened that she immediately ran back to the living room: "What's wrong?
What's wrong?"
Xiao Yu held her laptop and looked up at her faintly: "Breaking news."
Jiahe's heart skipped a beat, and he felt guilty because of her fright: "Don't scare me."
"It has nothing to do with you," Xiao Yu slowly turned the computer to her, "Look how big this diamond ring is."
Jiahe is sitting next to her, which is a mirror image of a video.
Because of Xiao Yu's question, she directly focused her gaze on the diamond ring in the picture.
She tried her best to look at the size of the box and hand, and guessed, "It must be more than two carats, and it's sparkly enough."
"Do you know this man?"
Xiao Yu pointed at the man in the video.
Jiahe then went to see the man.
He looked so familiar.
"I remembered, it was Cheng Hao.
He was an assistant director on the crew when we were filming Yongan."
Since he left the crew in March, he hasn't seen him for more than half a year.
"Does he know Qiao Qiao?"
Xiao Yu continued to induce.
"We know each other.
We used to sing and eat together at that time," Jiahe continued, "But I guess we don't know each other very well.
I haven't heard anything from Qiao Qiao."
Xiao Yu was silent and regained his composure: "I was proposed to.
This kid is really sincere.
He actually posted it on his scarf and looked at the reprint rate."
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"Ah, no," Jiahe shook his fingers and pressed play.
Cheng Hao in the picture is holding a box, staring at the video and saying: "Qiao Qiao, happy birthday.
I can't afford a 1025 diamond ring yet.
This diamond ring is only 225 carats.
I have been looking for it for a long time."
He took the diamond ring out of the box , cleared his throat before saying, "I'm at the Tokyo Film Festival now.
I don't know if I can succeed this time.
Regardless of success or failure, marry me."
It's like a scene at the seaside, with the noise of the wind.
Cheng Hao held the box's hand nervously.
It was a very short video, but somehow it made her nose feel sore after watching it.
It was so touching.
But she glanced at Xiao Yu, looked at the video, and then looked at Xiao Yu: "She has always been a love informant.
There is no way she is with Cheng Hao without telling me."
Xiao Yu almost spit out a mouthful of water: "That means I'm proposing before I fall in love."
The two looked at each other sinisterly, took out their mobile phones at the same time, and dialed Qiaoqiao's number at the same time.
In the end, it was Jiahe who took the lead.
Qiaoqiao picked him up and sniffed.
Jiahe's eyes immediately lit up: "You were so moved that you cried."
Jiahe decisively pressed the speaker phone and put the phone on the table.
"What?"
Qiaoqiao's voice had a strong nasal sound, "I'm freezing to death.
I'm filming on location."
"You don't know yet."
Jiahe glanced at the repost.
It was very good.
It exceeded 9,000 in 20 minutes, but the person involved didn't know it yet.
The other side was very helpless: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly.
I have a call coming in."
"Um" Jiahe decided to go step by step, "Have you had a new boyfriend recently?
Since that Bastard scumbag?"
Qiao Qiao paused for a moment: "Are you too happy in love to comfort the lovelorn?"
Jiahe was embarrassed, what does it have to do with me: "There is really no or some small budding ambiguity, just the kind that broke the window paper."
There must be some signs, otherwise this brother is not looking for death.
"Of course not, introduce it to me."
Qiao Qiao was already going crazy.
"I have something to tell you.
You need to calm down."
Jiahe glanced at Xiao Yu, and the meaning was obvious: come and stimulate her.
Xiao Yu cleared his throat: "Love maniac, let me tell you something unfortunate.
Stay away from the crowd and find a secluded place."
Qiao Qiao said, "You two are together."
There was silence over there.
Then he shouted again, "I know, you The two of you finally felt guilty.
You didn't send a text message to congratulate me on my birthday today.
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Do you know how many artists have sent me text messages since 12 o'clock yesterday?
People are so busy and they still remember that you two are eating and waiting to die every day, but you are not.
Forgot to text me.”
Jiahe looked at Xiao Yu in embarrassment, but Xiao Yu interrupted her: "Do you know Cheng Hao?"
"We know each other," Qiao Qiao said immediately.
"I also know Jiahe.
We worked together at Yong'an.
He is no longer in our company.
What's wrong, you have a crush on him?"
Xiao Yu was also embarrassed, glanced at Jiahe, and then said calmly to the phone: "He proposed to you."
Quiet, very quiet.
Jiahe's heart ached, and then he said: "Today is my birthday, and it's not April Fool's Day.
I haven't seen him in half a year, and I even lost my mobile phone number."
"Go and put on your own scarf.
Someone has already put it on for you. 225 carats is very dazzling, especially under natural light."
Xiao Yu quickly concluded and hung up the phone immediately.
A minute later, the phone vibrated on the table again.
Jiahe took a deep breath.
He was even more excited than he was when he was proposed.
When he pressed answer, he heard a whimpering sound.
The heroine was speechless: " Do you think this is teasing people?"
Xiao Yu said calmly: "Looking at the number of reprints exceeding 10,000, no one should be teasing me like this."
The two of them listened to her fussing for a long time before Jiahe couldn't help but asked her: "Hey, what are you going to do?"
She thought about it seriously, "You said it's true that Cheng Hao is not in love yet.
I proposed first, doesn’t this make it difficult for you?”
Although it’s quite romantic, it also depends on whether the person involved is willing or not.
"I think," he hesitated and said something more shocking, "I'm in love with him."
Jiahe felt that his brain was no longer burdened, so Xiao Yu just said, "Go and apply for a visa now.
When we get down, we should be in time for the closing ceremony of the film festival."
The two activists exchanged a few words quickly, hung up the phone, and Jiahe Only then did he understand what Qiao Qiao was going to do, and he immediately stared at Xiao Yu dumbfounded: "No, she is hot-headed, and you also support her going to Tokyo."
"If a man does this to save his face when he is not sure, it would be good to marry him," Xiao Yu said noncommittally, "Not every woman can encounter this kind of thing, no matter who she is with.
It is possible to separate, why not choose someone so stupid and talented?
You have to know that he has won the award, which is witnessed by more than 10,000 people."
Jiahe nodded blankly, then nodded again, why does everything Xiaoxiao say make sense?
After Xiaoxiao left, she couldn't help but feel excited when she thought about it.
She simply called Yi Wenze and told her excitedly about that stupid man who proposed marriage without being in love, and the wonderful clip of Qiao Qiao falling in love immediately after being proposed to.
Listening with a smile, he said thoughtfully at the end: "There are indeed two Chinese films shortlisted this time.
I hope they can succeed."
Very gentle and calm, Jiahe immediately stopped and said nothing.
The author has something to say: Why does it get stuck as it gets closer to the end?
It loops endlessly.
As soon as I got stuck, I went to stock up on new manuscripts.
I actually stocked up almost 30,000 copies.
I can’t hold back even 1,000,000 and I can’t survive. sFor the Tokyo Film Festival Yi Shuai’s birthday, I successfully tampered with it for a month gd1806102: