Seven, four, three: Too good and not a good person

Although Song Xing left Sui Chuchu with a strong opponent, Wu Tang's brows were still furrowed: "But everyone else has a new work, and we don't have a single play in the next play." ”

Song Xing stared at the bright moon outside the window, smiling like a magnolia blooming under the bright moon: "A good meal is not afraid of being late." She handed Wu Tang a sticky note listing several incidents.

Wu Tang pointed to the handwriting:

"That's my next job?"

Song Xing nodded:

"First of all, you have to help me find all of Du Zheng's works over the years, remember all of them. I'll give you a list later. That's why I needed to write the title because there are many works that have not been published publicly, but have been serialized in Literature and Art magazine. Of course, that was many years ago. No matter how far away the articles are, you must find them one by one, print them and bind them to me. ”

Wu Tang agreed crisply.

For a soil-eating girl who can judge the life trajectory of the rich second generation of the imperial capital through periodicals and magazines, and break into the top social circle with the analysis of this, and become a star agent, it is not difficult to find a few books.

To Wu Tang's surprise, Boss Xing was able to memorize the titles of Du Zheng's books over the years, how much he loves to read.

She couldn't help but admire her boss again.

"Song Xing, you are already so deep, you don't look like a star! shouldn't the top class be as unlearned and unskilled as Shi Qin?"

"Another ......"

Song Xing suddenly laughed evilly and took out a USB flash drive from his bag:

"I have finished writing the paper that Vice President Li Sha wanted, and you sent it to a domestic academic journal of performance in her name. Remember, post them one by one. If the previous article didn't get published, you should try to find a way to dredge up the relationship. ”

Song Xing sneered, the greasy nature of the journal's selected papers has changed from an unspoken rule to a well-known secret.

Wu Tang remembered that Song Xing had to film during the day this summer, and he had to stay up late at night to catch up with his papers, so tired that Boss Xing didn't know how many supplements he had eaten, and his heart hurt several times.

Just about to scold the street, Song Xing took out a USB flash drive and put it in her hand.

"Here are the English versions of those papers, in my name, posted on foreign performance academic websites, remember that it must be the kind of website that anyone can download and do not need to register and pay. Each one was published a week earlier than Lisha's paper. And sign my name. Remember, the instructor is Shen Zhining. ”

Wu Tang was still confused at first, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"You and Shi Qin are too compatible! You two really don't have a good person. ”

Song Xing glared at Wu Tang fiercely, but he quickly couldn't hold back his skinning expression this week, and smiled charmingly:

"How do you talk, don't pay for it?"

In the Ziwei Pavilion, Du Duo, who had already sobered up, was still ready to drink another round, but he felt that there was something more in his hand, and when he raised his arm, he found that the pigeon-blood-colored blood dragon wood beads in his hand were strung with a string of beads, and there was an extra string of beads, which turned out to be Nepalese phoenix-eyed Bodhi.

The Bodhi beads are four top-grade weathered blood amber, which has no impurities under the strong light, so that Du Duo, who has been walking in the literary and entertainment world for a long time, can recognize it at a glance as made in Myanmar.

He wondered in his heart that Burmese blood amber is the best quality among all the origins, characterized by positive color and dense texture, but it can only be mined in the rainy season, and the output has become less and less in recent years, and the price has increased several times.

These four beads may be able to make a down payment for a 100-square-meter house in a small city.

Staring at the bright red blood, Du Duo suddenly remembered that when the filming of "Queen of the Qing Dynasty" first started, Yu Caihong used fake props for Song Xing, and Song Xing used a safe to play with jewelry that even Uncle Li of the props team was shocked to lose, and slapped Yu Caihong's face fiercely, and then became famous overnight. There are more than 1,000 people in the crew, and no one dares to put the score of the national stage in front of her.

When he heard that Song Xing had a lot of good literary toys there, he also longed for it, and he couldn't wait to see it, and what he wanted to see the most was the legendary string of blood amber with weathered lines.

Needless to say, the string in his hand must have been broken down by Song Xing and put it on himself when he was drunk.

So she put the little 200,000 in his hands?

Show off your wealth!

As soon as he was excited, Du Duo suddenly kicked something under his feet, and his right foot was sore. Looking down, there was a small Xiaoice box under the table, and the outside of the refrigerator was pasted with peach-colored wood chips, which looked a little familiar.

"It looks like a ...... removed from a cabinet in a high-end hotel"

As soon as he was excited, the wine woke up, peachwood-colored, was it never thrown?

On the same day, I went to deliver the script to Song Xing, and when I met Shi Qin, I opened a bottle of Cook Romani Diamond Champagne, and the two of them were drunk. Of course he knew that it was impossible for this kid Shi Qin to save only one bottle of wine......

With excitement, Du Duo climbed under the table to open the Xiaoice box, and sure enough, he saw a number of fine wines neatly arranged inside, all of which were old and could not be seen in the world. A smile was on Dudot's unshaven face.

"Shi Qin, this kid ......"

But he saw a bottle of Wuliangye with a sticky note on it, Du Duo took it off and opened it, and a few lines of Juanxiu handwriting proved that the refrigerator was not from Shi Qin, who didn't even understand the allusion of "three thousand weak water".

"Screenwriter Du, the refrigerator was removed from Shi Qin's house, although the wine is good, don't be greedy!

Du Duo couldn't cry or laugh at the note, he did publicly say at the wine party that Song Xing didn't know how to do it, and openly brought literary toys to the crew to show off his wealth. I don't know which mouth quickly reached Song Xing's ears. After thinking about it, she thought that even if no one passed the word, she would probably be able to guess. Such a smart person knows that he loves wine and literature the most, so he specially gave gifts after the finale.

Du Duo lovingly held the refrigerator in his arms, and his heart was very relieved.

"Shi Qin, you stinky boy, let you slam the door and not invite me, and now someone is bringing wine to my feet. ”

But suddenly the corners of his eyes were moist.

"If you live to this point, you will also reach the age of falling in love, but unfortunately, you will not be able to drink the wine bought by your nephew and son-in-law in this life. ”

With the local products bought from Jinghu, as well as all kinds of luxury gifts from various bedding dealers, the Jinghu team returned to the imperial capital like a logistics company. Song Xing declined the request of the familiar media and the station sister to follow him, and returned to the courtyard after meeting his parents.

Zhang Yuyu took out the remote control and gently pressed it on the door of the main house, and the intricate anti-theft doors and windows slowly rose, and the courtyard door and plate were covered with a metal shell, which was still the low-key luxury and antique in memory.

The imperial capital is in the middle of summer, but the courtyard is shady.

Song Xing touched the board of the swing and recognized that it was the same as the gate of the courtyard, and the teak that could be used as a deck on the yacht, but all the doors of the courtyard were red, and the swing was green, the same as the grape leaves on the flower stand.

On the side of the swing, several fat big cats slumped in the shade of the flower stands, although they were only missing for a summer, but the tortoiseshell hair, the long tail with blue eyes, and the three flowers were a size larger. It can be seen that Shi Qin left the people to take care of the yard and took good care of the kittens.

When the fat cats saw the return of their owners, who had been fed before, they came up to rub Song Xing's ankles. Houhai's faint slow shaking music came, the lilacs and yellow thorn plums in the backyard bloomed just right, Aunt Lan had already fried the meat sauce neatly, and Wu Tang was talking about eating fried noodles on the way.

The years are so quiet, and the summer in the courtyard is like an uncle, lazy, humming and chirping.

Wu Tang sighed deeply:

"It's really a golden nest and a silver nest, and it's not as good as our cat nest. It's good to never throw it away, but it's not a home after all. “

Song Xing nodded in agreement and smiled like another cat:

"Today, you go to bed early, and tomorrow morning, go to the Shen family's courtyard. ”

Wu Tang was faintly excited: "Are you going to get a new script?"

Song Xing picked up a tooth of black water watermelon that had already been cut on the stone table, and gently bit out a gap.

Like a celebrity daughter in the Republic of China, quietly petting cats, eating melons, looking at the sky, and imagining the future.