At 6:36 p.m. New York time, Song Weiwei made a terrible decision.

"Mr. Michael, take your hands off. ”

There was almost no time to react, Song Weiwei kicked Michael's knee hard in the next second, and the severe pain made Michael sit on the ground against the wall, he angrily took off his sunglasses and pointed at the culprit and shouted: "Stinky woman!

"Do you need me to help you contact the agent?" Song slightly rubbed the painful place that was caught by Michael just now, and sneered mercilessly: "You have rough skin and thick meat, this little pain and injury is nothing." ”

"Stop!" said Michael, staggering to his feet, but as if he had kicked his numbness, making him sweat in pain. "I don't agree with you being with James!" At this time, his expression was hideous, if he couldn't move, he would definitely grab Song Wei and strangle her.

Song Weiwei was about to leave, when he heard Michael's roar behind him, he stopped, and returned to Michael to look down at him: "How is it possible, James will not leave me." ”

It's just that Michael is a bad person, he looked at Song and turned back slightly, his angry red face showed a triumphant smile, the corners of his mouth rose more and more curvature, and his eyes were full of calculating light. Song Weiwei didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and it wasn't until Michael made a move that he realized how stupid it was to get close to him.

Michael grabbed Song Weiwei's hand and forcefully brought the person into his arms, and the two of them fell to the ground, and Song Weiwei, who preferred not to die, also put his face on the chest of the person.

Song Weiwei wanted to prop himself up, but was pressed back again.

"It seems that you are not only interested in my brother, but also have thoughts about me?" He also treated Song Weiwei in a sarcastic tone, and without waiting for the little wild cat to refute, Michael forced Song Weiwei to look at him, this expression was exactly the same as when he was irritable just now, which gave him the illusion that Song Weiwei had many similarities with himself.

It is also the unstable factor that attracts such a kind person.

He took advantage of the faint light in the alley, hugged his best friend's woman tightly on the damp ground, and looked at the other party's beautiful face ambiguously, before meeting Song Weiwei, he was getting more and more tired of the boring and boring life, obviously after having this woman, his and James' lives began to change dramatically.

Michael brushed away Song's messy hair that was slightly attached to his forehead and took her lips in his mouth.

"Hmm!"

Song Weiwei was kissed by this man and burst with negative emotions, and she didn't have a good feeling at all, but now she was disturbed by the sudden kiss.

The poisonous snake that ate the sweetness spat out the poisoned letter, and smeared sweet syrup on the wound of its prey for the next moment of bite. Seeing that Song was struggling slightly, Michael simply bit the other party's lip in one bite, and the smell of rust flowed wantonly in the mouths of the two, so Michael let the person go.

"Crazy, crazy!" Song covered her mouth slightly, and ran out of the alley without looking back, and there was only one thought in her head, which was to see James hug him as soon as possible.

When James came to find Song Weiwei, she sat on the sofa alone and buried her face in her lap. James pulled a chair and sat down, touched Song Weiwei's head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" received a text message from Song Weiwei during the recording of the program, and after reading the content, she knew how bad she was, but what happened was not said in the message, so James rushed here as soon as he finished recording the show.

Seeing that Song Weiwei was at home, he breathed a sigh of relief first.

"Woo......" This big hand has magic, and the negative emotions that touched her head came up in one after another, and she didn't want to tell him what happened in the afternoon, but now it's good, and her tears fell first.

"What's going on? Come on, I'll see. James moved the place, sat down on Song Weiwei's side and lifted her face to inspect it up and down, and finally found that her lower lip was red and swollen, and she didn't think much about it and knew that it was artificial. "Who did that?" James asked suspiciously, "Winston?" he only called Michael's name Winston when he was angry.

"Is it really him? what did this bastard do to you!" If it really was Michael, he'd go to his house tonight to settle accounts with him!

“…… It has nothing to do with him. "Since I didn't want to tell James, I just don't want to confess. Song wiped his tears slightly and smiled.

"I made my own food, stupid, and I bit my mouth out when I ate something. Song's slight lie sounded strange, but she ran to the kitchen and brought a plate of fried rice in front of James, and shook it proudly, alleviating James's suspicions.

"Taste it, huh?" James scooped a spoon into his mouth and said, "You didn't lie to me?"

Song shook his head slightly, "The only person of the opposite sex I saw today is you." ”

"It was delicious. James said.

In this way, a few days after a peaceful life, in a leisurely afternoon, Michael came to the door again. But today he had other things to do than tease the little wild cat that sprang around at every turn.

"Weiwei!" Xia Chen tugged at Song Weiwei's clothes and looked at the man in front of him with wide eyes. "It's Michael Winston!"

Song Weiwei thought that he couldn't spit out ivory in his dog's mouth, and he dared to chase after the company, and he would definitely not give himself good fruit to eat, but he didn't expect the other party to look at him, and he proudly crossed his neck and passed by them.

"Look, big stars are just different. Xia Chen pulled Song Weiwei to stop and stare at the backs of others, but Song snorted slightly, and he was not interested in him at all. "How is it different?"

"From Michael, there are only a few words to describe!" Xia Chen stretched out three fingers, each representing a word: "Noble, gentleman, cool!" Oh my God, how did she meet such a friend. No matter where you look at Michael, you don't reflect whether these three words are good or not, in her eyes, Michael is a humanoid wolf.

"So sooner or later, the character will collapse, and he is not the noble son you say. Song Weiwei couldn't listen anymore, waved his hand and held a stack of documents to take the elevator. "Hey, hey, Weiwei, you wait for me!"

The script meeting went smoothly, and Kim arranged for Xia Chen and Song Weiwei to join the new drama to participate in the pre-creation and post-revision. Not surprisingly, their names will also be written in the screenwriter column where the movie ends.

"Weiwei, you say, if I become a big screenwriter in the future, will I be able to get close to those big stars?" Song Weiwei heard this, and smiled helplessly: "I see that you are dreaming about how to get close to Michael." ”

"It would be nice if you knew him. Xia Chen's complaining flat mouth, holding Song Weiwei's arm, the two walked slowly to the pantry. Kim had just finished receiving Michael and was communicating with his agent about the artist's itinerary for the next time, when he happened to catch a glimpse of the two girls.

"Introduction, Michael Winston, you won't know about the new Oscar winners. Kim beckoned the two of them over and got them to know each other. "Maria, Winston's agent. ”

Maria was an elegant lady with a fashionable face and a good face. She doesn't have the feeling that many strong women behind the scenes have experienced the vicissitudes of life, and at first glance, she thought she was an OL in a financial company, "Hello." ”

"These are my two assistants, Xia Chen and Song Weiwei, who will also be involved in the creation of this script. After Kim's introduction, Maria politely shook hands with Xia Chen, who looked at Song Weiwei, looking forward to whether Michael would also hold his hand.

Michael hid his smile, lightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his hand stretched out from his trouser pocket to forcefully grab Song Weiwei's hand that wanted to be carried behind him.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Song. ”