Before Jiang Lai was twenty-five years old, she and her parents seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned falling in love.

She's not in a hurry, and neither are her parents.

But as soon as he was twenty-five years old, the tacit understanding suddenly passed the deadline.

Every time I talk to my family on the phone, there are two constants: work and love.

When it comes to the issue of love, Jiang Lai either pretends not to hear it, or is perfunctory.

Mother Jiang couldn't catch anyone, so she could only focus on solving it during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Lai dragged it out until Jiang Jiang was on vacation, and then reluctantly returned home.

So--

On the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Lai sat by the window in a café.

While adding sugar to the coffee, I listened to Mr. Song on the other side gushing about his excellent resume.

It is said that Jiang Lai also attended the same kindergarten as him when he was a child.

She doesn't necessarily remember what happened seven seconds later, and the kindergarten class more than 20 years ago has long been automatically covered.

Jiang Lai tore open another packet of sugar and was about to pour it into the cup, when he heard Mr. Song on the other side stop him: "You can't add any more, you can't drink coffee with too much sugar!"

Only then did she see that there were already three or four bags of sugar scattered next to the coffee cup.

"It's okay, I like something sweeter. ”

Taking a sip of coffee, Jiang Laisheng resisted the urge to spit it out.

Wow!

Mr. Song froze for a moment and continued his topic!

"Actually, I don't usually like to go out, and when I am resting, I chase dramas at home and beat the king. By the way, I've also watched "Mrs. Yunhu"! I heard that the original work of that play was written by you. He smiled a little embarrassedly as he spoke, "I'll tell you the truth, I was crying at the time." ”

Jiang Lai smiled and didn't speak.

A big man chased a costume romance film by himself in the middle of the night, wiping his tears with a tissue while watching.

Jiang Lai feels weird when he thinks about this picture.

But Mr. Song spoke energetically, and simply talked about his feelings after watching.

Jiang Lai had no interest in participating at all.

She pretended to be listening, her fingers unconsciously tracing on her phone.

If only a call could come in!

Just thinking this, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

Joey sent WeChat.

Click on it to take a look, it is a group photo of the crew.

At this time, another message came in: "Today, the crew celebrates the New Year early, everyone has a good time!

Jiang Lai: "Looking at the photos, I already feel the atmosphere of the scene, have fun!"

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Lai glanced at the person who was drinking coffee with his head bowed on the other side, and replied: "After listening to it!"

Joey: "???"

Jiang Lai: "There is such a person who is publishing his thoughts on "Mrs. Yunhu", and now he is at halftime!"

Joey became interested: "He? you're using a male 'he', oh, that guy is a man!"

Jiang Lai supported his forehead, but he didn't have time to deny it.

Joey's message came back again: "Don't try to deny it, and don't try to find an excuse to make a mistake. You can't go wrong with your usual obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

Jiang Lai smiled helplessly.

She has loved to deal with words since she was a child, and she is very serious, even if she writes a wrong word, she must start again.

So those who know her well know that there are very few typos in her messages.

Unexpectedly, today's obsessive-compulsive disorder betrayed her completely.

There is no argument!

Joey chased after the victory: "Honestly, on the twenty-ninth day of the new year, what are you doing in a café with a man......?

Jiang Lai gave up resistance: "Congratulations on your correct answer!

As soon as it was successfully sent, Joey's call came after him.

Jiang Lai couldn't wait to shake his phone: "I'll go out and answer the phone first!"

Without waiting for Mr. Song to speak, Jiang Lai had already taken his mobile phone out of the café.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the winter in my hometown is exceptionally cold.

Jiang Lai came out in a hurry, and he only had time to put on his coat.

As soon as she came out, a biting cold wind rushed towards her, blowing so that she couldn't help but shiver.

Holding the phone, I found a shelter and picked up the phone.

"Hey!"

Joey's exclamation came from the other end of the phone: "Jiang Lai! You really went on a blind date!"

Jiang Lai was taken aback: "You...... You make a little noise, it scares me to death!"

Joey heard Jiang Lai's cold and shivering voice and asked, "Where are you?"

Jiang Lai moved his somewhat stiff fingers: "Outside the café!"

Joey was curious: "Didn't you swear to die and resist to the end? Why did you suddenly compromise?"

Jiang Lai exhaled a white breath: "It was my cousin's mother-in-law who introduced me, and I didn't want to embarrass her, so I agreed to meet her." ”

"The relationship is so complicated, how is that person?"

Jiang Lai saw through the glass window that Mr. Song's coffee had accidentally spilled, so he took out two paper towels and carefully wiped the inside and outside of the cup.

I don't know, I thought he was wiping an antique vase!

Then he neatly folded the wiped tissues and pressed them under the tissue box!

Only then did he smile with satisfaction.

Jiang Lai, who watched the whole process silently, sighed: "It's rare to see in the world!"

As soon as Joey heard the door, there was a door: "The best!"

Jiang Lai nodded: "Yes, superb! very, absolutely!"

"It doesn't seem like a compliment to listen to your tone!"

Jiang Lai stomped his feet and prepared to go back: "I won't talk to you more, it's too cold outside, I have to settle the battle as soon as possible!"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Lai returned to the café.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Song spoke.

He pushed his glasses, and suddenly called Jiang Lai's name with a serious expression.

Jiang Lai looked up at him.

"I think the two of us are a good fit. ”

"Really?"

"You see, we are in one place, and we are all in Beijing. I have a stable job, and in two years I will probably be promoted to department manager. And I've been saving up to buy a house in Beijing, and now the down payment is almost there.

"I've heard that screenwriters make a lot of money. If we get married in the future, we will definitely be able to pay off the rest of the mortgage soon......"

After listening to it for a while, Jiang Lai summed up Mr. Song's general meaning, that is, the two of them are not too young, and each other's situation is also very suitable, and they can get married next year! After getting married, Jiang Lai can write scripts at home and take care of children at the same time.

Until he said that his mouth was dry, and he called for another glass of warm water.

Jiang Lai crossed his hands on the table, and a faint smile on his lips.

"Mr. Song, uh, I'm sorry. I understand what you just said, but can I share my thoughts on a few points?"

Mr. Song nodded: "You say!"

"First, what you say is appropriate is that I meet your requirements for your wife, and it has nothing to do with me as a person.

Second, I have more freedom in my work, but that doesn't mean I don't need to leave my family to work!

Thirdly, and most importantly, I haven't been a screenwriter for long, but I'm not that rich!"

Before Mr. Song could fully react, Jiang Lai had already gotten up.

"It seems that there is still a big difference between me and Mr. Song.

In that case, we don't need to spend it here.

I wish you the best of luck finding your dream wife soon. Oh, by the way, say 'Happy New Year' in advance!

Naturally, a nagging is indispensable when you go home.

Jiang's mother was very dissatisfied with Jiang Lai's giving up such a good young man.

Jiang Lai stuffed a mouthful of words, and Mei said vaguely: "Great young man, the first thing a good young man does when he goes to a café and sits down is to search all his pockets, just to find a crumpled coupon?"

Jiang's mother didn't believe it: "How is it possible? I have heard that child is very good!"

"Mom, do you know what people say? They have already saved up for a down payment and are ready to buy a house in Beijing, and the rest of the mortgage is waiting for me to pay it back, and then add their names to the real estate certificate after they are finished!"

Mother Jiang frowned: "This is a bit ......"

Jiang Lai struck with a hot iron: "And he still has cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is estimated to be in an advanced stage." ”

As he spoke, he re-enacted the scene in the café.

Although Mother Jiang loves cleanliness, this degree is already a bit excessive.

It seems that this is not reliable.

Jiang Lai's hand reached behind his back and made an OK gesture to Jiang's father.

"Okay! Forget it! Let your cousin's mother-in-law keep an eye on it for you. ”

Jiang Lai was playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard this, he hurriedly stopped: "Mom, can't you just let me have a good New Year?"

Mother Jiang walked towards the kitchen: "Okay, if you have the ability, you can find one by yourself, don't let your parents worry!"

Jiang Lai looked at his father who was watching TV on the sofa: "Dad, are you in a hurry?"

In the eyes of Jiang's mother and Jiang Lai, Jiang's father raised his head: "Ah, what's wrong, the ribs are marinated?"

Jiang Lai: "......"

And pretended not to hear!

Mother Jiang continued to chatter: "Tell me how much you have been introduced, you don't like this, that one is not suitable? What kind of do you want to find, you say!"

On TV, it is the scene of a pair of lovers meeting their parents.

Jiang Lai glanced up and pointed to the TV: "That's fine!"

Mother Jiang, who was chopping vegetables, looked back with a kitchen knife and snorted coldly: "If you can turn him into my son-in-law, it can be regarded as your old Jiang family's ancestral grave is smoking!"

Rated so highly?

Jiang Lai remembered that she had met this actor once, so it was okay!

She was going to take a closer look.

As soon as I looked up, my mouth turned into an O-shape.

I don't know when the TV was changed.

Li Zechen, dressed in a leather coat, got out of the car handsomely and rescued the heroine who was chased by the bad guys.

No wonder my mom said that!

Father Jiang also came to join in the fun: "This young man moves very neatly! Eh, Lailai, he seems to be the male protagonist of the play you wrote, right?

Jiang Lai replied weakly: "Handsome!"

Coincidentally, at this time, the phone rang.

Jiang Lai picked it up and saw that it was WeChat sent by Xiaomi.

There is only one sentence on it.

"Screenwriter, I heard that you went on a blind date?"

Well?

How would Xiaomi know?

That's when Joey's message came in.

"Lailai, everyone knows about your blind date. ”

Jiang Lai frowned, everyone?

"What do you mean?"

"It's the whole crew that knows!"

"Hmm. How do they know?"

"When I called you, I was accidentally overheard by Xia Bai, and then ......"

It's Xia Bai again, she's really everywhere!

"It's okay, if she wants to say it, let her say it, it's not the first time for her to do this kind of thing that doesn't hurt others and harms herself. People always want to find a way to reflect their own value. ”

After sending the message, Jiang Lai buried his face in the pillow.

Everyone knows about each other, and there is no one left!

--

Joy looked at Jiang Lai's reply and sighed: "My Lailai is really getting more and more powerful!"

Xiao Ya beside her was curious: "What did Sister Jiang Lai say?"

Joey hooked his lips in a certain direction and smiled: "Your sister Jiang Lai has found the value of life for someone!"

Li Zechen, who came back after making the call, frowned slightly when he heard this.

As soon as I sat down, Xiaomi came over.

"Brother Chen, Sister Qi is looking for you, she said that you can't get through on the phone!"

Li Zechen put his mobile phone on the table: "It's out of power!"

took Xiaomi's mobile phone and called Liao Qi back.

Liao Qi said that there was a mobile phone advertisement and asked him if he wanted to answer it.

"When do you decide?"

Liao Qi was a little surprised: "So refreshing?"

"Is there anything wrong with that? If you don't think you can push it off. I remember that you did all these things before, why did you call this time!"

"Didn't you say that you would have to take a break after the completion of "Jincheng"? I don't dare to give you advertisements without authorization. ”

Li Zechen closed his eyes, mumbled, and continued to ask, "Time and place." ”

Liao Qi looked at the document: "March, Beijing. ”

"Good!"

Just about to hang up the phone, I heard Liao Qi ask, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Li Zechen put the phone to his ear again: "No, what's wrong?"

Liao Qi smiled: "As your agent, I can still hear how you feel for such a long time." The tone of your speech today is a little, impetuous!"

Li Zechen pinched his eyebrows: "It seems that when I didn't know, you studied a lot of skills by yourself, and you can tell your mood by listening to the voice!

Liao Qi knew that he didn't want to say it, so he hurriedly said, "I know, I'll go back tomorrow." ”

didn't wait for Li Zechen to answer, so he hung up first.

Feeling bad?

It's not pretty!

He had been suffering from insomnia for several days.

At this moment, the sound of laughter not far away gave him even more headaches.

After standing there for a moment, he turned and went back.

Soon, Xiaomi came out with Li Zechen.

After getting in the car, Xiaomi handed over the phone to Li Zechen.

He didn't answer, but asked Xiaomi: "Did you bring a power bank?"

Millet nodded.

"Recharge!"

After speaking, Li Zechen closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Millet sighed.

After a while, Li Zechen was about to leave his mobile phone.

He didn't dare to ask more.

just quietly stretched his neck to see what Li Zechen was doing.

The angle is not good, you can only see the corner of the interface of WeChat.

When the car turned, the phone flickered.

It was at this moment that Xiaomi saw the full screen.

Inexplicably, it feels familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

Xiaomi took out his phone and opened WeChat.

Click on Jiang Lai's circle of friends.

I saw the exact same picture I saw on the boss's phone just now.

Millet's mouth is wide open.

The boss is actually watching the screenwriter's circle of friends!

But the screenwriter didn't send anything!

The latest update was posted a week ago.

Wait a minute!

When did the boss add the screenwriter's WeChat!