When the crew finished work at noon, Wen Xin didn't plan to trouble Lu Ran anymore, thinking that he must not have slept well last night, and without her disturbance, at least he could rest quietly for a while.

Wen Xin called a car at the hotel, and planned to go around Hengdian Film and Television City, and go back to Hangzhou directly to get his luggage and go to the airport after saying goodbye in the afternoon.

The taxi stopped at the main entrance of the scenic spot, which is known as China's Hollywood, as the largest film and television base in China, 365 days a year, running non-stop, countless film and television works are produced every year, how many film and television stars are soaring here, how many grassroots artists get ahead from here, and how many passers-by A, B and C are in this dream to realize their dreams.

Wen Xin stopped and looked up at the majestic buildings, perhaps, Lu Ran and Xiang Tianping could also be the lucky ones in the future, soaring into the sky in this magnificent corner.

Just as she was immersed in the reverie of the future of the two, the phone rang, and the caller was marked: Zheng Ju.

"Wen Xin, how is the project over there, the leaders of the city bureau will visit tomorrow morning, and the Song Bureau will report the progress of the project on your side at the meeting, and you will send it to me as soon as you write the report materials!"

"Leader, are you talking about tomorrow morning?" Wen Xin was a little anxious, this project had just started, and she wanted to go back on a business trip to slowly sort it out and then ask the leader for instructions, but she didn't expect Zheng Ju to ask for materials now.

"You send me the report before you leave work at the latest, and you have to meet tonight. Be quick!"

"Yes, leadership ......"

The phone hung up, and Wen Xin was duty-bound in the face of the order, but the laptop was still in Hangzhou, and now he couldn't work at all. She subconsciously touched her pocket, the model carried a secure USB flash drive, important information was in it, and the top priority was to find a computer first.

In a hurry, Wen Xin had to dial Lu Ran's phone again, without any foreshadowing: "Hey, do you have a computer, don't ask so much, I'll go back to you." ”

Remembering that it was not easy to stop the car at the gate of the scenic spot, he immediately changed his words: "No, come and pick me up first!"

Lu Ran didn't know what urgency Wen Xin was encountering, but he seemed to have gotten used to her style of doing things, so he didn't ask anything, and hurriedly ran to Xiang Tianping's room: "Give me the motorcycle key, quick!"

In the past two days, Lu Ran was willingly sent by Wen Xin to say that it was wind and rain, and it was always the girls who chased him, how could he Lu Ran be on call like a girl enchanted?

When she arrived at the gate of the scenic spot, Lu Ran was about to slow down and stop beside her, but before the car braked, she saw Wen Xin quickly lift her skirt with one hand, hold Lu Ran's shoulder with the other, jump up lightly, and sit firmly behind him.

"Let's go!" she ordered, and the motorcycle rumbled through the traffic.

Lu Ran could feel Wen Xin's upper body clinging to his back, and the long skirt behind him was blown by the wind.

Back at the hotel, "Where's the computer?" Wen Xin's tone was not a request at all, but an order from the queen.

"Eh, I'm in a hurry to pick you up just now, I don't usually use this thing, I'll go get ......" Lu Ran explained while dialing Xiang Tianping's number. He knows that Tianping loves to play games, and usually has to open a few rounds whenever he has time.

"Who are you calling?"

"Scales, he has a computer. ”

"Where does he live?" Wen Xin had guessed that he had called Xiang Tianping nine times out of ten.

Lu Ran dialed the phone and pointed to the right casually, "Next door."

Before the other party could connect, Wen Xin rushed out of the room. The door next door was pounded violently, like a series of hard hailstones against the door. When the balance opened the door in a hurry, he still held the phone he had just picked up.

"Can I borrow your computer for use, Wen Xin is a little anxious. Lu Ran, who was standing behind her, embarrassedly opened her mouth first.

"Oh...... on the table. He replied coldly.

"Thank you!" Wen Xin rushed in with a brisk step, his shoulder hitting Tianping's chest, he closed his lips tightly, and his indifferent gaze showed a hint of differentness.

Lu Ran was going to take the computer back to the room, but she pulled out the chair and plugged it into the USB flash drive, and began to work with a focused expression, her smart fingertips jumping rapidly, like light raindrops hitting the keyboard. The other two people in the room seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and the only sound of ByteDance could be heard in the silent air.

Soon, Lu Ran and Xiang Tianping silently returned to the set, leaving her alone in the room to continue to work hard.

Two hours later, after Wen Xin's repeated deliberations and revisions, the report was finally sent by encrypted email. After reporting to the leader, Wen Xin closed the computer, took the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Tianping's afternoon shooting part ended early, and before returning to the room, he couldn't help but take a soft breath at the door, the door was opened, Wen Xin had already left, the table was spotless, he unfolded the computer, and there was no trace of her operation on it.

Strangely, he was a little lost, I don't know if the room was empty, or if it was ...... Empty heart?

It was rare to finish work early today, and Tianping walked into the bathroom, letting the hot water pour on his broad shoulders and flow down his thin and sturdy body, and his chest that had just been hit by her was slightly hot.

Wen Xin was clutching her phone in Lu Ran's room, wondering if the leader had read her report, whether she was dead or alive would give a happy verdict, at least there was time to revise it before she got on the plane.

The mobile phone rang, and Zheng Ju's call was like a life-threatening talisman, which made people's hearts beat.

"Wen Xin, what are you giving me!" criticized and blamed on the phone, this time the report was a little hasty, but it was not as bad as Zheng Ju said.

"Recorrect it for me immediately! Send it to me within an hour!"

This is the first time that Wen Xin has been criticized so harshly for so many years, and her self-esteem, which has always been strong, has plummeted to the bottom.

What should I do, Lu Ran hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid the balance is not in the room.

She tried to dial Lu Ran's mobile phone, but he picked it up.

"Hey, is the balance next to you, I'd like to borrow his computer again. ”

Lu Ran seems to have long been accustomed to Wen Xin's way of making phone calls, and has never been greeting and getting straight to the point.

"He finished early today, I have to wait a while, you ...... first"

Before Lu Ran finished speaking, he was hurriedly hung up. Wen Xin rushed to the door of the balance again like a gust of wind with her slippers.

Wen Xin knew that it was a bit unorthodox to ask Tianping for help directly from Lu Ran like this, but now that he was in a hurry, he couldn't take care of it so much.

Hearing a panicked knock on the door, Tianping walked out of the bathroom, casually brushing his hair with a towel, his two thick eyebrows still stained with moisture, and the belt of his bathrobe was loosely wrapped around his waist.

The door opened, and under the dripping hair, a sharp gaze collided with her.

"I'm sorry to bother you again, and I need to use the computer urgently. Although Wen Xin was a little sorry for the sudden two interruptions, she saw that this matter was not much trouble for him. "Soon enough!" she added, scanning her eyes at the computer lying on the table.

Tianping stroked his wet hair with his hand, giving up half of his body, Wen Xin rubbed with him, and went straight to the house.

And just like that, she sat unceremoniously in front of the computer and focused on her report, the mouse sliding nimbly under her fingers, and the crisp sound of the keyboard once again lingered throughout the room.

Tianping sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at her quietly.

He had never encountered such a serious profession in his social circles, and he had never read such a formal style as a report. The female artists around her are either bright and moving, or cute and cute, and she, the dedicated woman in front of her, seems to fill the gap in Xiang Tianping's cognition. He stared at her intently, like a student looking at a teacher grading homework with reverence.

At this moment, Lu Ran was already taking rapid steps on the way back.

Wen Xin's mobile phone ringtone broke the silence, "Zheng Ju, I'm revising, I'll send it to you right away." ”

There was a series of irritable scolding on the other end of the phone, and the scales couldn't help but frown.

Wen Xin held back tears and apologized one after another, her eyes were already full of rippling ripples, and she stubbornly opened her eyes wide, trying not to let the tears burst.

Putting down the phone, she struggled to regain her composure.

Tianping was a little at a loss, and just as he hesitated whether to open his mouth to comfort her, Wen Xin raised his head and yelled at the sky:

"Ah...... Bastard!", tears welled up in his eyes.

The scales froze for a moment, and the arm holding the bed couldn't help but weaken, and the nightgown on the shoulder inadvertently slipped off half of it.

And this sound happened to be heard by Lu Ran in the corridor. Lu Ran's fist penetrated the door panel like a thunderstorm, and the balance was too busy to open the door without caring about his manners.

The picture presented in front of Lu Ran was the disheveled Xiang Tianping and Wen Xin who was crying aggrievedly behind him.

"Bastard!" Lu Ran thought Wen Xin was being bullied, and yelled at Tianping in disbelief, swinging his fist at the opposite side with a powerful fist.

"Oh!" With a deep groan, the scales took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"You give me peace!" Wen Xin was annoyed by them, screaming at the top of her throat.

The two of them looked at her in unison.

Lu Ran gasped for breath and was still angry, and the balance was inexplicable. Wen Xin turned a blind eye and continued to violently tap on the keyboard.

Seeing this, Lu Ran realized that he seemed to have misunderstood the scales, and silently stretched out his arm to him, his expression full of unbearable apologies.

The scales still looked indifferent, puffing out their aching cheeks with their tongues, and standing up on their own with their hands on the ground. The two of them sat back on the edge of the bed in silence, bowing their heads like children who had made a mistake.

The moment Wen Xin sent the final version of the report away, she swept them with her spare eyes and laughed out loud.

The tears in the corners of his eyes have not yet dried, and this smile is very bright in someone's eyes.