It's night.

Gan Jing first sent Li Zaoyu, who was a little confused, home, before turning around and entering his house.

Yu Jing and Ersi were already asleep, and he simply washed up lightly and touched the notebook to bed.

Every time it's time to lie in bed, Gan Jing will find one thing that he has repeatedly forgotten to do - install the best projector in the bedroom, so that he will feel much better every time he goes to bed while watching a movie.

Watching movies at bedtime is a way to balance appreciation and learning, and Gan Jing, as a practitioner, may react a little differently when he sees the world's classics.

"I can play this role. ”

"I played this role better than her. ”

"Hey, this play is a bit interesting, the director is very skillful, and I can see that the actors are a little extraordinary. ”

"Well, it's a bit of a stretch for this role. ”

Gan Jing leans on the head of the bed to watch movies and has a consistent solo review of works and characters, generally unless his daughter has to sleep with her father, otherwise he habitually mutters while watching.

The acting of movie characters has never been the only solution, and some angles still seem to make people think about something.

Knock, knock.

It was already past twelve o'clock in the morning, and Gan Jing had just watched a short half of the movie when he suddenly heard a sound from the other side of the suspected wall.

The community is a two-ladder and three-household layout, Gan Jing has never been to Li Zaoyu's house before, that is, I sent her in today to know the layout of this neighbor's house, huh...... If memory serves, on the other side of the wall in her master bedroom is her living room sofa.

Gan Jing frowned slightly, glanced at the time, and wondered if Li Zaoyu was drinking too much and playing drunk.

Knock, knock.

Two more very faint but noticeable sounds in the night.

If you have something, you will knock on the door, why is there still a knock on the wall?

Isn't it time to write a script called My Sand Sculpt Neighbor?

Gan Jing pursed his lips, picked up the hard mobile phone in his right hand and responded twice with the edges and corners of the wall - bang, bang, compared to the strength of a woman, this voice sounds different and heavy.

After responding, he listened attentively and found that there was no movement, so he pressed the start button of the notebook again, and began to appreciate a work by Xie Jiang, who is known as a famous Chinese director.

This night, after watching the movie, I went to bed again, and Gan Jing slept very deeply and very fragrantly.

However, Li Zaoyu, who was separated by a wall, woke up at six o'clock in the morning.

As soon as the girl opened her eyes, she felt confused, and she was stunned for a while before she realized that she had fallen asleep on the sofa last night without undressing and covering the quilt.

Well, I drank a little too much yesterday, but I didn't drink Sprite like Brother Gan and passed.

Next time it should be something to drink in advance to relieve hangover.

Li Zaoyu came to her senses, reached out and took the teacup on the coffee table and drank it to the end, she vaguely remembered that this was poured for herself when Brother Gan sent her back last night, but she was not impressed by what she had done.

The girl tugged at her clothes and stood up, her body suddenly stretched out from curled up on the couch all night and could hear the rattle of bones.

Li Zaoyu took two steps and saw the delicate small bag under the table, and hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, checked it, and found that the wallet, card wallet, mobile phone, oral freshener, four-in-one touch-up box, lipstick, etc. were still there.

Well, the key is placed on the entryway cabinet.

She put down her bag and stretched to freshen up, but she was stunned when she walked to the mirror.

The brain is red!

The head is red!

Did you get beaten yesterday?

Li Zaoyu subconsciously reached out and touched it.

Hiss!

It hurts!

What's going on?

The girl was dazed, and looked at the sofa, the sofa she bought was quite big, could it be that she fell down from sleep yesterday and climbed back to sleep by herself?

Bouts of incomprehensible pain struck.

......

"Hey, Gan Dao, congratulations. ”

"Who are you?"

“......”

"Oh, Director Sun, I just woke up and didn't pay attention. ”

Gan Jing took the mobile phone screen to his eyes and looked at it, only to see that it was Sun Mao, the director of "Damn Love", who came in, and the TV series director had a good temper.

"Scared me. Sun Mao's voice came at this time, "I thought you wouldn't recognize people when you were popular." ”

"How is it possible? Who doesn't know you Director Sun?" Gan Jing teased, "Director Sun has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, call me early in the morning, uh, early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Last time, I asked you to help me write a soundtrack for a friend, the ancient style is more heroic, and people are urging me, have you finished writing it?"

Gan Jing is a sincere person, he tried to recall, vaguely remembered that it seemed to have been a stubble, and he replied very sincerely: "I forgot." ”

“......”

Sun Mao said angrily after a few seconds: "It's better that you are red and don't recognize people." ”

"Not really, not really. Gan Jing was a little apologetic, he would remember that he seemed to have put forward any conditions for the song because he didn't want to, but it doesn't matter now, whether he gives the song or not, he should give people a result that is true.

It's a bit of a bad idea right now.

"The interlude is it, it's more heroic, it's for costume dramas. Gan Jing thought as he thought, "Uh-huh, uh-huh." ”

"What the hell are you doing? Sun Mao was a little helpless.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh. Gan Jing hummed quietly to find a tune, "ups and downs along the rivers and mountains...... The Central Plains of Horse Love...... Heaven has given me ......"

The more he hummed, the quieter he became, and gradually he became a little inaudible.

"Hey, hey?" asked Sun Mao.

"Don't make a fuss. Gan Jing replied with a snort.

Sun Mao is going to be happy with his mobile phone, don't make trouble? Who is this going to make trouble? Do you have to be on the spot......

"Looking at the iron hooves, stepping on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I stood on the cusp of the wind and held the sun and the moon to rotate. ”

"May the world be peaceful and happy, and I really want to live another 500 years. ”

A cappella, and, apparently just woke up with a broken voice that wasn't adjusted in place.

Is this what I just wanted to say on the spot?

Sun Mao was stunned for a moment, thinking that Gan Jing was teasing himself before, so he hurriedly put aside his thoughts and asked, "What else?"

"Isn't it an interlude? That's all, I'll send you the score in the evening. Gan Jing said, "It's cheap for you, so let's do it, remember to give money." ”

"Wait, wait!" Sun Mao heard what he was going to hang, and hurriedly stopped it, and pointed out righteously, "Why are you coaxing your grandson? I heard you humming in front of me just now!"

"Then you may have heard it wrong. Gan Jing's face did not change and coaxed.

"Fart, give you money, it's not that I won't give you money!" Sun Mao was a little annoyed.

Gan Jing asked: "It's just an episode, it's enough." Besides, do you use it yourself? Ask your friend, if love is good, you also helped, I also helped, don't save trouble. ”

"Huh? Sounds reasonable. Sun Mao suddenly calmed down, "Yes, it's not for me." ”

"Uh-huh. Gan Jing echoed very obediently.

The next moment, Sun Mao suddenly rebuked loudly: "It's not for me, I also strongly condemn and despise your behavior! See you in the mailbox at night, bye!"

Bang, the phone hung up.

Gan Jing pursed his lips, saying that he despised it, and his body was quite honest, he shook his head and pushed open the door of the bathroom in the master bedroom and reached for the toothbrush, humming quietly while squeezing the toothpaste.

"I really want to live another 500 years. ”