Cheng Xiaoxiao was so focused that Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't notice when Wang Hao came in.

After finishing writing, Cheng Xiaoxiao took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

"Why?"

Wang Hao suddenly startled Cheng Xiaoxiao with a sudden voice.

Cheng Xiaoxiao hurriedly covered the words he wrote with his hands.

"Didn't do anything!"

Wang Hao grinned, "I said pig's head, how are you scolding?"

"When did I curse?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.

Wang Hao pointed to the words that Cheng Xiaoxiao did not completely cover.

"Wang Hao likes Cheng Xiaoxiao, isn't this scolding, what is this?"

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao hated so much that she almost crushed all her teeth.

I hurriedly put away what I had written.

"Tu Baozi, my dad likes calligraphy, your handwriting is so beautiful, can you give my dad a pair, it's also a heart. ”

Wang Hao nodded, "Yes, I have eaten and drunk a lot at your house, and I haven't sent anything to your father yet." ”

As he spoke, Wang Hao picked up his pen and wrote the four big characters of Houde.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took a few words written by Wang Hao and was full of praise again.

"If I had your ability, I would have a place in the Yinzhou Provincial Calligraphy Association. ”

After Cheng Xiaoxiao and the other words were dry, he carefully put them away.

Just as he was about to sit, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly sniffled.

gradually approached Wang Hao, like a dog, sniffing on Wang Hao and smelling the smell of Wang Hao.

"Why do you smell of my assistant's perfume, and what did you just go out for?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately asked.

Wang Hao had to be convinced, women are all Sherlock Holmes, and women's sixth sense is sensitive to the point of outrageousness.

"Just talked for a couple of words, and it was nothing. ”

Because of the close distance, as soon as Wang Hao spoke, Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately reached out to wrap his hand around Wang Hao's neck and pulled him into his arms.

sniffed at Wang Hao's mouth for a while.

"Bastard, did you smoke?"

Wang Hao grinned awkwardly.

"How many times have I told you not to smoke?" Cheng Xiaoxiao said angrily.

"If I don't pump, I'm uncomfortable and have no strength. ”

"Did you know that smoking is bad for your health?"

Wang Hao grinned, "How can I tell you about this thing, it's like eating and drinking, people are different, and some people will be unhealthy if they don't smoke." I'm one of them. ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked displeased, and reached out to take out the cigarette case in Wang Hao's pocket.

"How many did you smoke?"

"One. Wang Hao said honestly.

Cheng Xiaoxiao pulled out a cigarette.

Clumsily clicked on one and took a puff.

cough cough cough ......

Cheng Xiaoxiao coughed violently.

But he stubbornly continued to smoke a cigarette.

Wang Hao stretched out his hand to grab it, and Cheng Xiaoxiao turned his back on Wang Hao.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Hao said angrily.

Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned, "Since you can't quit, I'll smoke with you, and I'll smoke a few if you smoke!"

Wang Hao was stunned for a while.

The hand grabbing the cigarette paused in mid-air.

After a while, Wang Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"There's no need, Mr. Cheng. ”

"What do you call me?" Cheng Xiaoxiao stared at Wang Hao,

Wang Hao paused, "Smoking is not entirely a bad thing, at a certain age, you always need to smoke a cigarette and drink some alcohol, because this is a kind of spiritual sustenance, if you don't delay this spiritual sustenance, the spirit will be sick, and mental illness is also a disease." More severe. ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao held a cigarette between his fingers.

"You're so unwilling to listen to me?"

"It's not that I don't listen, I know you're good to me, but everyone's lifestyle is different, like you like to drink milk in the morning.

But if I tell you that there are a lot of milk additives, and you are forced not to drink milk, will you be very disgusted?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao lowered his head and thought for a long time.

"So, you're only allowed to smoke three cigarettes a day, okay?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao raised his head, which can be regarded as a compromise.

Wang Hao stretched out five fingers.

Concessions were also made.

"Five. ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded happily, "Okay, then I'll buy you your cigarettes from now on, take the cigarettes you smoke every day from me, and I'll count them for you." ”

Wang Hao smiled dumbly.

"Okay. ”

"Then you've already smoked one today, and you have four left. ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao snuffed out the unfinished half of the cigarette as he spoke.

When he was about to throw it away, Wang Hao said distressedly.

"What did you throw away before you finished pumping?

This one is three cents and five cents!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked confused and picked up the cigarette case.

"You...... Seven dollars for your cigarettes?"

Wang Hao nodded, "What's wrong?"

"You're so rich that you smoke a seven-dollar cigarette?"

Wang Hao grinned, "Get used to it, it has nothing to do with how much money it is, it's like I love to eat roadside stalls more than Western restaurants." ”

"Why?"

"I like the fireworks, the way the people talk, the way they communicate, the way they behave, and I enjoy everything. ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao was quiet for a long time.

"Wang Hao, you are really charming. ”

Wang Hao licked his lips and grinned.

"It's not easy, a human word came out of the pig's head, it's really rare. ”

"Fuck your uncle!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao puffed up and walked around behind the desk.

He took four cigarettes from the cigarette case and placed them on the table.

"Today, I warn you, if you smoke behind my back. I'm not done with you!"

Wang Hao picked up four cigarettes with a hippie smile.

knew that Cheng Xiaoxiao was doing this for Wang Hao's good, and Wang Hao also followed Cheng Xiaoxiao's meaning, the moment Cheng Xiaoxiao smoked just now, Wang Hao was in a trance for a long time.

Cheng Xiaoxiao buried himself in the papers.

Wang Hao sat on the sofa again and looked for his favorite script on the website.

After reading fifty or sixty, I still haven't been able to touch the script in Wang Hao's heart.

Wang Hao casually rummaged down, ready to resign himself to fate.

clicked on a dismal script with a click.

The story is set in the apocalypse, and the story tells the story of a small people in the market who want to survive.

Wang Hao was attracted at the beginning.

Unconsciously, Wang Hao finished reading the whole story.

This screenwriter's writing is only at an intermediate level, but his words reveal a sense of simplicity, and even some of the wit of the ordinary people.

It's very pyrotechnic.

The protagonist of the story is just a pork seller, and in the story, love, family, friendship, and the indifference of the people in the end of the world are all vividly displayed.

After reading it, Wang Hao wanted to clap his hands.

There is the contact information of the screenwriter below the script, and looking at the name, the screenwriter seems to be a domestic screenwriter.

This made Wang Hao more interested, the domestic film industry is a muddy water, the status of screenwriters is particularly low, there is no right to speak, and a good script is always changed.

Wang Hao opened the chat interface.

"Hello.

I'm interested in your script, can you talk about it?"