Chapter 612: Who Are You Writing About?
For Zhe Shao, the ban is really not a thing, as long as he has a laptop in hand and the Internet, what if he is quarantined for a year? He doesn't care how long he has been quarantined, but the phone calls are annoying, and it is almost midnight Xu Xiaotong is still talking to him on the phone.
If it weren't for the excuse that the phone was out of battery, the little woman really didn't know how long she would have to talk, and Jia Siyi in the next bed was amused. The next day, the two of them went out for breakfast and were blocked, and they were not allowed to go out, which was said to prevent cross-infection, as for being so nervous?
Porridge, steamed buns, steamed buns, rice, as well as all kinds of small snacks and dishes, I have to say that the official is still very humane, at least the breakfast is very rich. Every resident was sent a hospital gown and a mask, and Wang Zhe was surprised: "Aren't all the residents of the Sanyang Hotel almost gone? Why are there so many people?"
The little guy actually remembered to ask, Jia Siyi shook his head secretly, after all, the young man was too simple. I only heard the muffled voice of the person who delivered the hospital gown: "All the major hotels in the district are suspected of being infected and sent here for isolation and diagnosis, and now they are all starting to move in from the fifth floor and above." ”
Zhe Shao was stunned, he never expected this to become a quarantine point, and thought that it was just the guests of the Sanyang Hotel who were isolated here. Feelings are now all outsiders have been brought here, he returned to the room silently early.
Seeing the young man's spirit so decadent for the first time, Jia Siyi felt distressed and comforted softly: "Isn't it twenty-one days?" We still have mobile phones and TVs, and we also sent us poker and chess, and time passed quickly in a flash." ”
Wang Zhe sighed: "Originally, I said that I would go back to Yanjing City for the Spring Festival to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, but now it is estimated that I will have to wait until next year, probably I am really an ominous person, but it has affected you, Auntie!"
I didn't expect Wang Zhe to think like this, Jia Siyi said softly: "How can you say that? If you want to say that I am the ominous person, I killed my husband more than 20 years ago, and now I am closed in this hotel, maybe I may even be burdening you!"
Both of them wanted to excuse each other, and when they looked at each other at this time, they suddenly laughed in unison, Wang Zhe said while laughing: "No matter, no matter what the reason is, anyway, we have to eat, even if we die, we have to be full ghosts, free meals and free medical care, it's just a top welfare treatment!"
Isn't it! Is it really the top welfare treatment, the two of them chatted and ate, and when they finished eating, Jia Siyi took the initiative to pick up the mess: "Aren't you going to write a book for Meng Yao? Hurry up and write, leave these little things to me, you can just be your hand-shaking young master, giggles!"
Jia Siyi in private is very warm and caring, and she really has a feeling of maternal love, which is better than what Miao Shengnan brought to Zhe Shao. Wang Zhe enjoys being served very much, he is not in the mood to watch TV or play games, and he is almost in the mood to planing words from morning to night.
And Jia Siyi completely acted as his waiter, helping him fetch food and helping him fetch water when he came back, and helped him pick up leftovers. It's really like a mother taking care of her son, only when she is talking to her daughter on the phone, Jia Siyi will hide to the side and chat with Yun Xianzi in a whisper.
Xu Xiaotong talked to Zhe Shao on the phone every day, and even broadcast live with him when the picturesque Danxia Show was in the country: "...... Now it is Su Su who is on stage, a big name brought out by Six Arts Entertainment, and his singing voice is generally not as good as Mozhu's singing. Now it's ...... that comes up."
Jia Siyi looked at Zhe Shao plugging in the charger and chatting: "You're not afraid of exploding?"
Zhe Shao smiled bitterly: "There is no way! I will be unlucky if I put it down and go back, but she is in the wild, and she can actually find a power supply for charging, it must be a power supply from the scene!"
"Who are you talking to?"
Who else can I talk to? Zhe Shao said lazily: "It's Secretary Jia! I said kiss! Can you stop chatting with you? I can't write a word of my novel when I talk to you, can I be spared?"
Teacher Xiao Miao over there snorted coldly: "Forget it, don't be like you, look back at my text message, get out!"
As soon as I put down the phone here, the text message arrived: Secretary Jia is a super beauty, tell you to be honest with your eyes, don't look at what you shouldn't see, I know that your eyes are cheating and be careful that I'm not done with you!
What kind of mess? Wang Zhe couldn't help but throw his mobile phone aside, he had to rush the draft, even if he had a first-class hand speed, he still had to brew the plot. But the little girl's text seems to open a door in her mind, and it is a devil's door!
The passage just now was like a demon tempting a crime, seducing Tetsu Shao's eyes, and he couldn't help but look ahead. The writing desk probably doubles as a dresser, and there is a very chic mirror, from which you can see Jia Siyi over there, as Xu Xiaotong said, she is really a super beauty!
is full of fairy spirit like a cloud fairy, but a beautiful and elegant one, exuding the brilliance of motherhood. The other is young, shy and beautiful, the two mothers and daughters stand together with the faces of sinking fish and geese, and they are in the same room with Secretary Jia, and they seem to smell the dark fragrance every moment.
Unconsciously Zhe Shao forgot that it was Yun Yan's mother, and only regarded Jia Siyi as a woman with incomparable beauty, a woman with an elegant temperament and a bewitching figure. Perhaps because of his orphan background and lack of maternal love when he was a teenager, Zheshao felt more for mature women.
The speed of running horses and shaving words in his heart suddenly decreased, and Director Jia didn't know that someone was peeping at him, but because of the six senses of a beautiful woman, he always felt uncomfortable like a small worm. Could it be because I didn't take a bath? After thinking about it, Jia Siyi still got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower!
Shhhhhh In particular, hearing the sound of water running in the bathroom made him imagine infinitely.
Unconsciously, a description of the battlefield was written by him, and a pair of men and women who had nothing to do with each other in the text instantly fell in love. This is the author's power, he can write everything he thinks in his heart into the text, and write the lover of his dreams into it.
Previously, the heroines of Zhe Shao's pen have always been based on Yun Yan, Hu Si, Xu Xiaotong and Sister Qiaoqiao, and occasionally the shadows of Wei Yun and Ma Xiu will appear. Now there is a bewitching woman, her skin is better than snow, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her eyes are like deep pools, her early forties are graceful and plump, and her pear nest is shallow and shallow, like a fairy descending to earth.
He was engrossed in writing but didn't pay attention, Jia Siyi walked behind him lightly with her hands and feet, and watched Zhe Shao describe a beautiful woman. At first, I didn't think so, but at the age of forty, my skin is white and my eyebrows are picturesque, and my daughter is equally beautiful next to me, how do I feel like myself and my daughter!
Director Jia felt that his face was feverish, and suddenly looked up and suddenly saw the eyes of the fire in Zhe Shao's mirror, Jia Siyi snorted lightly and suddenly felt infinitely ashamed: "I! I'm just curious about what you wrote, I'm sorry I didn't mean to, but who are you writing?"