The faint smell of wine wafted throughout the room, but Yang Fan didn't bother to smell it.

He only knew that he had spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy the wine back last time, which not only cost him money, but also lost his energy.

However, I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I didn't expect Miss Song to come to me.

I was so stupid that I didn't know to hide that damn Gao Yu's wine.

Gao Yu is too, you southerner, what kind of red wine do you drink? You can drink it, why are you buying it so expensive, the rice wine in your hometown is not very delicious, go back and drink your rice wine.

Although she said so, no matter how much she said it, Miss Song was also her senior, and Yang Fan could only endure this secret loss by herself.

"Uh, Sister Song, the meal is ready, do you think this is okay to eat?" Yang Fan was dripping with blood in his heart, but he said politely.

"Hmm!"

Yang Fan made a bowl of noodles, which was equivalent to the amount of an adult man, I thought that Miss Song would definitely have leftovers, but I didn't expect her to eat the noodles and soup in one go, burping, and looking unsatisfied.

The most important thing is that this girl started to eat noodles, and when she got up, she went to the kitchen to get a few cloves of garlic, a mouthful of noodles, a mouthful of garlic, and ate them deliciously.

"Mom, is this still the innocent, beautiful, elegant, generous and touching Miss Song in my mind?" Yang Fan thought so in his heart, and suddenly felt that his heart hurt.

However, how to say that the goddess can show her true nature in front of herself, it means that she trusts herself and is not defensive against herself, and according to this logic, it is not a good thing.

After the two of them finished eating, Yang Fan wanted to wash the bowl as a matter of course, but he didn't expect that as soon as he put down the chopsticks, the bowl was taken away by Miss Song, and not long after, there was a sound of running water in the kitchen.

……

In the evening, ten o'clock.

Yang Fan cut a fruit plate at random, put it on the sofa, looked at Miss Song who was covered with a thin blanket, curled up on the sofa, watching a horror movie, Yang Fan pretended to be inadvertent, and said: "Sister Song, I see that your posture is preparing to stay here for a long time?"

Miss Song didn't answer Yang Fan's question, but just dragged the blanket a little more on herself, which was of course a silent answer.

Horror movies are actually nothing to look at...... At least Yang Fan thinks so in his heart, these things are all fake!

The palms of his hands were full of sweat, and a huge horror plot in the film made Yang Fan tremble, and he began to look at Miss Song without words.

"That...... I successfully applied for the Gudu TV station, and now I am a host on the literary channel there, which can be regarded as a shotgun change!"

"Hmm!"

The other party's response was very weak, but Yang Fan still felt it, and this was enough.

Sometimes this kid feels like a scumbag, and says unceremoniously that if it weren't for his own reason overcoming his own *, Yang Fan wouldn't have said anything worse than a beast.

After continuing to communicate with Miss Song for a while, Yang Fan really had nothing to say, so he simply didn't bother himself there, and was ready to return to his room with the computer.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Miss Song's deep but clear voice, "Can I control this role? Yes, I will definitely be able to." ”

Yang Fan's footsteps paused, he turned his head and glanced at Miss Song, only to find that the other party was also watching him.

The two of them looked at each other, but the two of them had nothing to say.

At this moment, Yang Fan felt the huge pressure on Miss Song's body, and if she wanted to wear the crown, she had to bear its weight, so many halos surrounded her head, and it was not easy to hold it up.

"You...... You have to believe in yourself, after all, Sister Song, you are a model for our new generation of actors, and you will rush to the world-class showbiz in the future. Yang Fan said to himself, and he didn't know whether he said it to Miss Song or to himself.

Back in his room, Yang Fan suddenly felt a trace of emptiness in his heart, this emptiness came from the spirit, and material things seemed to be difficult to make up.

He felt that he was too used to the smooth sailing days now, and he seemed to have a little less sense of daring to fight, which was very bad.

I don't have much heart to go on Weibo and read the messages of fans, but Yang Fan has already set the setting of directly posting books, so I don't have to worry about these things.

Yang Fan didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up on the second day, it was still that soft body, his brain was dizzy and touched it, and suddenly, a murderous aura erupted, and before he could react, the whole person had already flown out.

Bang!

Even with the quilt, Yang Fan was kicked off the bed directly by a slender jade leg, and the whole person slammed into the wall.

"Who, dare to kick Lao Tzu!" Yang Fan stood up in a daze, his body was not ordinarily good, even if he was kicked, he immediately stood up, but saw Miss Song, who was wearing loose hair, looking at him with a fierce face.

Yang Fan's brain suddenly froze, his mouth seemed to have lost a spring, and he said tremblingly: "Song ...... Sister Song, you haven't left yet, I thought you were gone, I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed!"

He blushed as he remembered the thing he had just touched. But I didn't expect Miss Song to be very calm, and just said coldly, "I'm hungry, go prepare breakfast!"

Yang Fan sighed, he knew very well what he had done, and of course he didn't dare to refute it.

At the moment of making breakfast, the young man from the planning department sent him a message from WeChat yesterday.

As soon as the sail opened, the other party said with a happy face: "Good news, Mr. Yang, we finished this advertisement overnight last night, and sent it to Huaxing Company non-stop, guess what's going on in the end?"

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong, I really don't know!"

In fact, he already has some ideas in his heart, but when this word comes out of other people's mouths, the impact on him becomes very small, otherwise there will be any problems in the future, people say that he is greedy for merit, and he also woos colleagues, then it will be yellow mud and lose his crotch, not is.

"That's right, Mr. Yang, we put the advertisement into a film and passed the review of the superiors, and sent it to them, I thought that we would wait directly for the big review and screening, but I didn't expect that after their boss saw this advertisement, the contract was finalized overnight. ”

"What, what about the advertising film screening?" Yang Fan felt that his efforts were finally not in vain, but he still stabilized his mind and asked again.

"Ah, you say that, of course it's canceled. Teacher Xiao Yang, I sent you a message this time, it was approved by the leader, and I have two news to tell you. ”

"This first news is that our advertisement will be broadcast at 9:00 in the morning on Gudu TV, which happens to be inserted behind the most popular TV series "Wolf Hunting", and ah, the leader of our planning department also specially asked me to invite you, saying that you have really helped us a lot this time, and he wants to give you a toast at the wine table. ”

Yang Fan hurriedly said politely: "You guys are really too polite, I'm just a little suggestion, it's all everyone's credit, hehe!"

The two of them chatted for a while, Yang Fan looked at his watch, and he happened to be at work, so he probably didn't have time to appreciate his advertisement.

But at this time, Director Qi's phone called again, saying that because there were sufficient funds, the planning of the program had to be revised a little, and there was nothing to do in the office, so Yang Fan was given a day off.

Of course, Yang Fan is very grateful, not to mention that he really wants to enjoy the first advertisement he directed and filmed.

Now the time is just past eight o'clock, Yang Fan finished the meal, served it on the dining table, and stayed in front of Gudu Satellite TV, watching the somewhat boring brainless talent show, and felt a little excited in his heart.

After a while, this Aunt Song finally finished washing, tidying up, and put on exquisite makeup, looking like she was ready to leave.

"The meal is ready, Mr. Song, do you want to eat while it's hot?" Yang Fan was originally polite, he saw this girl's tooth and mouth food yesterday, that is, he said politely, but I didn't expect Miss Song to reply directly, "Okay, but how can this little rice be enough to eat, you go out and buy some more food, I want to eat Fu Ji's crab roe buns, and Xiao Tiantian's preserved egg and lean porridge......"

What can Yang Fan do?

The big guys have already spoken, can he say a word?

Besides, there was still some time before the advertisement started, so he decisively agreed, drove his awesome off-road vehicle, and went out.

I don't know if Miss Song is specifically to toss him, these delicacies are basically not in one store, and the place between a store and a store is quite far away.

Even if Yang Fan had a car, he was in a hurry, and at 8:50, he returned home.

Putting the car keys on the table, Yang Fan put the soup and food in his right hand on the table.

"Sister Song, this is what you want to eat. After speaking, he took the remote control on the side and locked the channel on Gudu Satellite TV.

Cut!

I don't know who made such a sound from his mouth...... It's Miss Song, Yang Fan glanced at her with some confusion, what's wrong?

"Man, there's no good thing!" Miss Song bit the crab roe bun, looked at the girl group members on TV who were twisting their buttocks and waists, and then glanced at Yang Fan, her beautiful eyes were full of disdain.

Yang Fan also saw what she meant, so he hurriedly explained: "What do you want, let me tell you, I planned an advertisement for Gudu TV yesterday, and today this advertisement is going to be broadcast, I want to see the finished product." ”

"Oh!" Although she sighed, Miss Song's eyes were still full of suspicion.

Yang Fan can't do anything, everything can only rely on facts.

The show had finally passed, and the hour hand had just pointed to nine o'clock, and Yang Fan's eyes were already fixed on the TV.

The first advertisement was an advertisement for jewelry and jade bracelets, and when the advertisement passed, the picture suddenly flashed in a dilapidated room

Yang Fan's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly pointed to the TV, and said excitedly: "Watch TV, don't you believe it? ”

Miss Song's deep gaze flickered, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile that was not easy for others to notice.

On TV, a father is talking to his son, talking about not being able to communicate well with his son, and the child wants to go out to play.

Immediately after the son went out, he saw his father on the balcony, looking at him kindly, tears flashed in the son's eyes, and the TV screen suddenly played the days when the two people were young, and then, the picture turned again, but the son ran back in a swarm.

As soon as he ran to the staircase, he saw his father, and the son wiped his tears and said to his father, "Today, I will have a meal with you!"

At the dinner table, the old father's face was filled with happiness, and then all the dots focused on the square, the body of a red-yellow flower.

It was a boxy box, and what was in it was Huaxing's latest mobile phone.

With a bang, a light flashed on the screen, and then, on an all-black panel, three advertising slogans suddenly appeared.

"Communication is love, communication is understanding, communication is caring!"

Shocking, endless shock!

At this moment, I don't know how many people were poked to tears. Even Yang Fan's heart was touched.

What he didn't notice was that Miss Song, who was eating beside him, had a faint tear flowing out of her bright pupils.