Cui Menghua intuitively felt that Pei Ji was not very friendly to him. Although even the proverb does not recognize the accuracy of men's intuition, but divergent thinking, male animals have a good grasp of the sense of crisis since ancient times. Cui Menghua thinks that he is an out-and-out man, and Shuangshang has been online for a long time, so he thinks that he is hostile to another man, which is absolutely true.

But how unreasonable is this matter.

Pei Ji has always been the leader in China, but he has been filming overseas all the year round, and most of the contracts he occasionally receives are TV series, which has nothing to do with Pei Boss's film industry. And Pei Ji's reputation has always been very good, Director Han also said that this person is easy to get along with when he introduced it before, although he is not enthusiastic, he will never be small, and he is now also a person with his own studio, where can he still compete with himself?

So this hostility is actually brainless, seeing that he has always been very easy-going with Zhou Erting, and even a little informal, but he turned his face and looked like he owed him money all over the world, how to look like a debt collector.

Cui Menghua is really a little incomprehensible.

This hasn't started filming yet, the relationship is inexplicably so stiff, and there will be a rivalry between the two of us in the future, although the relationship in the play is not good, but it can't always be like this with almost zero communication, what should I do about the play in advance?

The more Cui Menghua thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't be so inactive, seeing that Pei Ji deliberately coldly talked and laughed with Zhou Er, who was so dull and unconscious, that a bottle of wine was at the bottom of his eyes, he slapped his thigh, and said loudly and powerfully: "It's so late, it's better to ......"

"Oh, then you go back and rest. Pei Ji interrupted his overture for a second like An Hong, and said indifferently, "I've been chatting with him for a long time, it's okay." ”

And Zhou listened to it, obviously still stuck in the previous topic and couldn't understand the development of the plot, and was a little dazed, "...... Huh?"

Cui Menghua endured and endured, and finally squeezed out a smile and fought hard haha, "...... Why don't we go for a late-night snack, I know there is a hot pot restaurant nearby, which is open all day and also offers barbecue in the evening. ”

Pei Ji also tried to fight back, but he didn't expect the friendly side to defect, and only listened to Zhou and heard a voice with a little expectation ringing in his ears, "Hot pot? Okay." ”

This time, Pei Da endured and endured, and finally only squeezed out a constipated expression.

Cui Menghua also fanned the flames on the side, "The barbecue stall provides all kinds of cold beer all year round, from Yanjing to Dehei, everything. ”

Pei Ji closed his eyes a little gloomily, and he felt that the radish around him was almost jumping around and clapping his hands.

After thousands of calculations, he lost to the dead gay's Diao stomach.

However, Cui Menghua really didn't lie, the hot pot restaurant near the hotel was indeed quite punctual. There is no such cuisine abroad, and Zhou Er has always been a loyal fan of this delicacy when he first ate hot pot in the crew of "Breaking Dawn", but he has always been hindered by Lu Pin's dislike of hot pot, so there are not many opportunities to taste it.

It's late at night, there seems to be a little snow floating in the sky, the starry sky, the white fog, Zhou He listened to the head of the protruding Adam's apple poured a sip of beer, slightly heroic smashing the thick glass on the table, almost a wolf howl.

Pei Ji likes to watch and listen to Zhou Er, who is a little presumptuous, especially this kid, although he has a good amount of alcohol, he still has a little face. The cheeks are unconsciously dyed a little red, and the lips stained with water are like a touch of bright color on the white boy's body, and the pupils that are as cold and clear as the beer in the cup are simply visual enjoyment...... The premise is to deduct the lump surnamed Cui next to him.

Pei Ji really sighed from the bottom of his heart that the first element of an actor is definitely a fucking thick skin, regardless of whether it is sealed in China or abroad. He now has serious doubts that Germany's Silver Bear Award is not given to the actor with the best acting skills, but to the actor with the face of the bearskin.

However, Cui Menghua, who was secretly rubbed and stabbed by Pei Da 10,000 times in his heart, was about to relax and enjoy a lot, ordering and adding food, opening wine and clinking glasses, just like a landlord who "I am the east".

Hey, isn't that right...... Didn't he want to have a good relationship with Pei Da, how could he get involved with the innocent Mr. Zhou again. This is Yan zhòng's wrong way, and it will definitely be half the effort.

Cui Menghua shrugged in his heart, who is called Zhou and it is more pleasing to the eye. And this kid is really good at drinking...... The actor has never met an opponent at the wine table for so many years, and the actor is not convinced!

I ate a supper intermittently for nearly two hours, and in the end, Cui Menghua estimated that he had drunk all his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the actor was treated!

Zhou Listening stared at Pei Ji with his cheeks, staring at the other party's cold hair upside down.

“…… What are you doing. ”

"You didn't say much, just now. Zhou Er's face was expressionless, but there was something shaking in his eyes, Pei Ji thought it was probably a light bulb hanging above his head, but he felt that it was not at all.

"What, what do you want?"

Pei Ji was a little embarrassed, and laughed: "What do you think, I don't want to talk about it when it's cold." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yiting suddenly stretched out a hand and stretched it straight to Pei Ji without warning.

Pei Ji only felt that his nerves were tight, and he only felt that the words reached his throat, but when he saw Zhou Heting, he just pinched his collar, withdrew his hand and said plainly: "I wear a lot." ”

He was a little drunk. Pei Ji only made a judgment of one second to come to this conclusion.

Fang Cai's movements were not big, but Zhou Erting's knuckles still rubbed his collarbone, and the short touch almost made Pei Ji smart-good ice.

Pei Ji didn't know if he had a split brain or a broken nerve, and the ghost envoy actually stretched out his hand and directly covered the hand that Zhou Listening parked on the wine table.

As if covering a piece of ice, Pei Ji had such an idea in his mind.

Zhou He's reaction was a little dull after listening to the wine, but he still slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Pei Ji's very natural-looking face in disbelief.

Pei Ji lowered his eyes, "I see that you are the least dressed, you see, your hands are as cold as snow outside." ”

Zhou listened and subconsciously wanted to retract his hand. However, Pei Ji's palms were as hot as a stove, the cold wind occasionally swished in the semi-open-air storefront, and it was a dark midwinter night like thick ink, and his subconscious was as if he had been covered, and slowly disappeared silently.

A few snowflakes were carried in by the cold wind and dripped onto the back of Pei Ji's hand, but Zhou He only felt very warm when he heard it.

The atmosphere on the table changed abruptly, but the flames under the hot pot were still stubbornly muttering the soup base, but Zhou Erting was a little unable to raise his eyelids.

Pei Ji's thumb suddenly moved, and he was about to rub the back of his hand to say something, but suddenly there was a sound of the cup falling to the ground behind him, crisp and clear.

Zhou He heard this sound and regained his senses as if he had returned to his soul, and quickly withdrew his hand, while Pei Ji turned around and withdrew his left hand, which was a little indulgent.

"What's wrong?" Zhou asked after barely regaining his normal voice.

Pei Ji twisted his head to look at the table that caused a commotion not far away, and shook his head, "I don't know, it seems that I drank too much and was playing drunk." ”

The two men were entangled together, and occasionally scolding and scolding came between the fights, but Pei Ji couldn't hear it clearly, and could only vaguely catch words such as "agreement" and "benefit", which could not be connected.

The lighting of the hot pot restaurant is not bright, but it is enough to distinguish the facial features. Pei Ji looked over carefully, squinted his eyes and made it again and again, and finally turned around in a certain way, approached Zhou and listened to a low voice: "I know one of them." ”

Zhou He suddenly became interested when he heard this, "Is it also an actor?"

Pei Ji nodded, "Do you know that there is a crew next to the filming venue we came to also film." ”

Zhou Yiting shook his head honestly, "How would I know." ”

"The crew arrived a few days earlier than us, and I went to the person in charge during the day today to talk about the details of the cooperation, and I happened to meet the director of the crew. Pei Ji looked back and saw that the two people who were still entangled had been separated, but the dining table had been smashed into a mess.

"That man, the one on the left," Pei Ji quietly motioned to Zhou and listen, "It's an actor invited by this crew, named Ren Fengyu, I have worked with him in a movie before." ”

"What about the one on the right?"

Pei Ji carefully identified it through the chandelier in the restaurant, but in the end he had to sigh, "I haven't seen it, probably not an actor." ”

Zhou Ji listened but did not disappoint the fun, and continued to hold his cheeks and said lazily: "It's interesting." ”

Pei Ji understood the overtone of these words at a glance, and couldn't help laughing: "The gossip of the beginning of the year." ”