In August, Jiang Lai received a new script, which is an adaptation of a popular novel.

When he picked up, Jiang Lai was a little apprehensive, not because the novel was difficult to change, but because the author was difficult to do.

are all in the same circle, Jiang Lai has also heard of the author of this novel, and after asking Si Ling, he learned that this is a master with a greater temper than fame.

The large number of feedbacks and the variety of patterns have refreshed the record since Jiang Lai entered the industry.

Every day when I have a meeting, I am burned out, and I am bored in the room to revise the script, and even more

I want to get my hair all the time.

When I finally had time to talk to Li Zechen at night, Jiang Lai couldn't help complaining: "You said that I didn't have water in my head at that time to take this script." After many days of work, what I wrote became disrespectful to the author's work, and I don't know how much my hair has fallen. I'm really worried that when the filming of this drama starts, I will be the first screenwriter to go bald because of writing the script. ”

After Li Zechen heard what she said, he chuckled: "Don't worry, seeing that your parents don't have this gene, your hair won't fall out." ”

"That's not the point!"

"I know, but you have to learn to adapt, the previous adaptations were your own novels, of course, a little more freedom. But if you want to have long-term development, you can't always be stuck in your comfort zone, and there are many challenges you have to face in the future. Moreover, with the original book as the foundation, isn't it easier and easier than creating it yourself. ”

Jiang Lai thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, how are you doing? Are you tired from filming? Have you eaten well? Is the ancient town pleasant and fresh air?"

Li Zechen has recently been filming a Republic of China drama, which is in the ancient town of Suzhou.

The voice over there was a little tired, but with a warm smile: "You have so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

Belch......

Jiang Lai hasn't made a choice yet, Li Zechen has already begun to answer one by one: "Fortunately, the intensity of filming has not been great recently, listen to your words, I don't start work until I have dinner every day, even if it's too late, I will eat a little when I rest." As for the scenery of the ancient town, I haven't had time to see it yet, but there is a lot of rain here. ”

In the dead of night, only the lamp in the entrance and the bedside lamp were left in the whole room.

Jiang Lai listened to him answer the questions she asked little by little, and the irritability in his heart was soothed in this way.

Actually, you don't have to answer so finely. ”

Just let her know he's been doing well lately.

"That's not good, my girlfriend is too busy, and I finally have time to care about me, of course, tell her everything. ”

Although it was a joke, Jiang Lai really felt a little guilty when he heard it: "I'm sorry, I haven't had time to talk to you lately." ”

"If you say that, I'm afraid I'll have to say 'I'm sorry' every day, after all, when I'm busy, I almost don't have my own time, and if I encounter a bad signal, I may not be able to contact him for ten days and half a month. ”

Jiang Lai sighed: "It seems that we are really among the same people." ”

Li Zechen smiled and said: "You are a qualified screenwriter and use inappropriate words, you should be a natural pair!"

Jiang Lai: "......"

It's too much! A good moment of warmth has become a scene of flirting with girls!

Jiang Lai covered his slightly hot face and cooled down before saying, "Then when my script is over, ask for leave to visit the class, okay?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

is just four words, and Jiang Lai is "cooked" again!

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Jiang Lai had another lengthy meeting, until three o'clock in the morning, and the director finally kindly let everyone go back to rest.

Jiang Lai came down from the sixth floor, his mind was heavy, and he kept rubbing his eyes on the way back to the room. I've been staying up late for the past few days, and I'm so sore.

Tonight, my head also hurts, I don't know if the air conditioner blew too much yesterday.

Anyway, her room was in the innermost, so Jiang Lai walked forward slowly and leisurely.

In the distance, after rubbing, some hazy eyes seemed to see a person leaning against the door of her room.

Well?

Jiang Lai tried hard to open his eyes, why did this person look a little familiar?

White shirt, black trousers, huh? Why are you still wearing a hat?

Standing in the corridor like this, does the hotel security not care?

Eh, that person seems to have seen her, too, and has been watching her.

It wasn't until she reached the door a few steps that she seemed to recognize it, but she couldn't believe it, but her steps slowed down, and then stopped.

The man saw her standing still, just looking at him in a daze, and smiled helplessly.

He straightened up, then took off his hat and walked in front of Jiang Lai in two steps.

Jiang Lai suddenly said at this time: "Long legs are good!"

When Li Zechen heard this, he raised his hand and tapped it on her forehead.

Jiang Lai was in pain, and finally focused his eyes on the person in front of him.

"You, why are you here?"

Obviously, she only talked on the phone the day before yesterday, and said that she would visit the class when the script was over.

Why did people come by themselves today?!

Li Zechen didn't answer her words, but raised her chin and looked at it carefully: "Why are your eyes so red?

Jiang Lai shook his head: "No, it's just that my eyes are a little sour, so if I rub it, it may be red." ”

Li Zechen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then frowned slightly: "You know that I was instructed, but I didn't have a good rest, do you want my eyes anymore?"

Jiang Lai smiled flatteringly: "It's really fine, just get some sleep." You haven't answered me yet, why are you here?"

Li Zechen stepped back slightly, opening his arms.

Jiang Lai was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant under the gesture of his eyes, and shook his head.

Li Zechen raised his eyebrows: "Hurry up!"

Jiang Lai bit his lip and looked back, there was no one in the corridor.

Then he took a step forward and threw himself into his arms, arms around his waist.

Li Zechen tightened his arms and held the person in his arms.

I haven't seen her for almost a month, and I can finally hold her again.

"I miss you, yesterday you said that you would come to visit the class when the script was passed, and I said that I would wait for you, but when I thought that I didn't know how long it would take to see you, I couldn't control the idea of wanting to see you, and then I asked for leave. ”

Jiang Lai leaned on his arms, his heart had already turned into a puddle of water, and he rubbed involuntarily: "I miss you too!"

Li Zechen didn't speak, but his hand tightened a little.

Although this moment was really heartwarming, Jiang Lai was still a little alert, and she tugged at Li Zechen's clothes to attract his attention.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

"Shall we go in first?"

No one is watching, but there is surveillance!

"Well," Li Zechen responded, but hugged it for a while before letting go, but only let go of one hand, and the other hand was still around her waist, and walked to the door of the room.

"Open the door!"

"Oh!" Jiang Lai took out the room card from his pants pocket, and with a "beep" sound, the lock was opened.

Her hand was just reaching out to grasp the doorknob, but there was a force behind her that pushed her into the door, and then pressed her behind the door with her backhand.

In the room without the lights on, it was pitch black, and she could only vaguely see Li Zechen's silhouette.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard his voice sound: "Some things are indeed inconvenient for people to see. ”

Before she could react, Li Zechen's hand had already covered the back of her neck, lowered her head, and kissed it.

After a long time, a strange sound broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Jiang Lai buried his head in Li Zechen's arms and refused to lift it.

Shame on the dead!

Li Zechen couldn't help laughing, and was protested: "Don't laugh!"

He raised his hand and touched her hair: "Hungry?"

After a few seconds, I heard a muffled "Hmm!"

"Where's the keycard?"

Jiang Lai was sluggish for a few seconds: "It's gone!"

Li Zechen couldn't help laughing, took out his mobile phone to illuminate, picked up the room card that had been "forgotten" for a long time from the ground, inserted it into the card slot, and the room lit up all of a sudden.

"What do you want to eat?

Jiang Lai shook his head: "No need, it's early in the morning, don't alarm them." Turning his head to see the instant noodles on the table: "I'll just eat this!"

walked over and picked up instant noodles, and when he turned around, he saw Li Zechen's eyebrows sinking slightly.

Finished!

She laughed dryly twice and tried to explain: "It's just that I'm hungry to write the script at night, and I can't wait for room service, so I prepared some dry food." Actually, I didn't eat a few meals. ”

Li Zechen saw her with a weak face, and knew that "I didn't eat a few meals" was more than a few meals.

But in the end, he could only lose in another ventriloquism.

Jiang Lai devoured a meal of instant noodles.

"Didn't you eat at night?"

"During the meal, the director kept talking about the script, and I was embarrassed to eat all the time!"

Li Zechen suddenly raised his hand and pinched Jiang Lai's chin, looked carefully up and down, left and right, and finally came to the conclusion: "Lost weight!"

Jiang Lai pinched his face: "Really, but I feel like I'm still fat! ”

Li Zechen's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Come here!"

Jiang Lai said "um", "What are you doing?"

"You come here first!"

Jiang Lai didn't know what he was going to do, but he still walked over obediently.

As soon as he stood still, he was pulled into his arms and sat on his lap.

It's this delicate position again, and there's the bed in the back!

"You ......"

After only saying one word, she felt a warm touch on her waist, she froze instantly, looked at the owner of the hand, but heard his low voice sound: "Just right!"

What's just right?

Before she could understand what it meant, a warm coat of warmth smeared her lips.

When he was lying on the bed, Jiang Lai didn't remember at all, but when he was about to get out of control, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Lai bit his lip suddenly, who is this hoarse and slightly coquettish voice?

It must not be hers!

A chuckle came from his ear: "Want to continue?"

Only then did she feel a hint of danger and wanted to stay away, but he held her arms tighter: "Don't move!"

She really didn't dare to move!

After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Sleep!"

"But ......"

"If you don't sleep, you won't want to sleep!"

Jiang Lai was immediately honest.

She was really sleepy, and within a minute her eyelids sank and couldn't lift them. Smelling the familiar fragrance, I fell asleep groggyly.

Li Zechen saw the layer of cyan under her eyes through the warm lamp at the bedside, sighed lightly, and reached out to turn off the light.

Jiang Lai slept really long this night, and when he was still dreaming, he heard a voice say: "If you don't wake up again, I'm leaving!"

She suddenly woke up and sat up: "Who's leaving?"

I got up too violently, and I felt a little dizzy with a "buzz" in my ears.

But a hug caught her just in time.

"Scaring you?"

"Hmm? No, I suddenly heard someone in my dream say that they are leaving!"

She closed her eyes and leaned comfortably against the "human pillow" and didn't want to get up.

"It's noon, you can't afford it anymore, I'm really leaving!"

She looked up at him, "You're leaving?"

Li Zechen straightened her messy hair: "Well, I only took one day off from the director, and I have to go back at night." ”

"What time is it?"

Li Zechen took his mobile phone and glanced at it: "Half past twelve." ”

Jiang Lai leaned back into his arms and sighed: "How do you feel that we are like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, we just met, and we are about to separate." ”