"Or else?" A typing voice came from Song Yutao's side, "I sent you the process, I'm familiar with it." ”

"No, I...... My birthday ...... "Wasn't my birthday already over?"

This sentence almost blurted out, and Zhou An immediately reacted that the other party was talking about Qiao Yuan's birthday.

It's really a beep dog, so he wants to stay with Guan Ce for a few days while the iron is hot, lest the feelings that have finally progressed fall back.

That being said, when it comes to work, even if there are complaints, Zhou An still takes it seriously.

It's just singing......

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you, sighing all day?" Zhao Jun drove the car and asked.

Zhou An supported his chin with one hand and looked out of the window melancholy: "Where can I sing......

"Brother Yuan, don't be kidding, you are the top 5 in the draft country!" Zhao Jun took him as a joke.

The top 5 in the country is Qiao Yuan, not him Zhou An, even if his vocal cords have not changed, he still has singing skills in his head, but it is all false, he can't use it at all!

"I had a broken brain and couldn't remember how to sing."

Zhao Jun quipped: "You used to say that singing is your life, and you shouldn't forget it if your brain is broken!" ”

Zhou An didn't have the heart to joke, and looked at the rapidly retreating street scene with a bitter face.

Zhao Jun saw that he had a sad face, as if it was really like that, the smile on his face instantly froze, and he asked nervously, "Brother Yuan, are you serious?" I really don't remember how to sing? ”

"Alas...... What am I lying to you for? Zhou An supported his forehead with his fingers, "I told you on the first day that I wasn't Qiao Yuan, why didn't you believe it?" ”

"Can I believe it?" Zhao Jun was so excited that he slapped the steering wheel and honked the horn, startling himself, "You are lying when you hear it, and I am not a three-year-old child!" ”

"Believe it or not, it's the truth."

Zhao Jun glanced at Zhou An with a depressed face from the rearview mirror, and asked uncertainly again: "...... You really can't sing anymore? ”

"Well, it's okay to sing, as long as you're not afraid of being told by fans that it's all lip-synching before."

Zhao Jun looked at Zhou An as if he was laughing, and felt that his brain was bad and he couldn't sing or something, which was nonsense at all.

He struggled for a while and said, "Brother Yuan, there are still a few days before the meeting, do you take the opportunity to practice?" ”

"That's all it can be."

Singing, who can't open your mouth, it's just the difference between good and bad.

Zhou An thought that he just needed to concentrate on acting, but who would have thought that he would transform into an actor and have to sing.

This is terrible, although Qiao Yuan has a lot of black history, he does have a hand in singing, and most of the fans are also here for this. If he smashes up this meeting, then "Qiao Yuan" will not turn over.

What made Zhou An distressed was not only this, he couldn't be happy at all when he thought that if he didn't see Guan Ce this time, it would take a few months before they could meet.

When he got home, Zhou An asked Zhao Jun to go back to rest first, and after he took a shower, he took the phone and hesitated to call Guan Ce.

In the days when he was filming commercials in other places, he tried to text Guan Ce, and after a few times, he basically figured out the other party's temper. According to his observations, Guan Ce does not like to be disturbed at work.

At this point, Guan Ce should be free, but if he keeps giving him text messages and calls, will he be annoyed again?

After a few laps around the house, seeing that the sky was getting dark, and it would be too late if he didn't call, Zhou An took a deep breath and pressed the dial-through button.

As the voice waiting to be connected on the phone gradually lengthened, Zhou An regretted more and more that he hadn't called earlier.

Just when he was about to give up, the phone was finally answered: "Qiao Yuan? ”

"Well, it's me, are you busy?"

"Just came out of the company."

I must have not eaten! Zhou An felt that he was lucky to be so right.

"Let's have a meal together, I'll pick you up at the company." Zhou An tried his best to make his voice sound less happy.

Guan Ce on the other end of the phone paused, and Zhou An's heart instantly lifted, but fortunately he agreed: "What you want to eat, I'll make a reservation first." ”

Zhou An said while dressing: "How about going to Liu's private restaurant, I want to eat his braised pork." ”

"Well, then I'll go over and wait for you first."

During the conversation, Zhou An went out as fast as he could, and said urgently: "You wait for me for a few minutes, and we will go together." ”

It's hard to make an appointment, and you can't waste a second.

Fortunately, Zhou Anzhu was very close to the company, saying that it was a few minutes, and he arrived at the company in two minutes.

From a distance, he saw Guan Ce in a black suit at a glance, and he was talking to the people around him with his head sideways.

"Guan Ce!"

Hearing his voice, Guan Ce looked over, then waved to the people around him, and walked towards Zhou An's car.

Zhou An got out of the car, put his hand on the car door, and watched Guan Ce walk towards him step by step, obviously it was just an ordinary move, he actually felt very happy.

Guan Ce approached and glanced at the grinning Zhou An: "When did you come back?" ”

Zhou An closed the car door for him: "Not long after I arrived, I was afraid that you would go back, but fortunately I caught up." ”

Guan Ce nodded: "I heard that the filming in Tibet has been delayed?" ”

"Yes, the exact time has not yet been decided." Zhou An was very interested, and he almost hummed a little song all the way, "But Song Yutao arranged a birthday party for me, and he just couldn't see me idle!" ”

At the traffic light at the intersection, Zhou An turned his head to look at Guan Ce, who was sitting beside him, with a bright smile on his eyebrows and eyes: "It's good to see you as soon as I get home." ”

After speaking, he turned his face back, and it was difficult to hide his happiness in his tone: "In addition to braised pork, what else do you want to eat?" ”

“…… Just don't be too spicy. ”

Zhou An saw Guan Ce turn his gaze away, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I talk a lot when I'm happy." ”

"It's noisy." Guan Ce nodded, seeing Zhou An's smile frozen, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

When he arrived at the restaurant he had booked, Zhou An parked the car at the door and looked sideways at Guan Ce: "I'm so happy every day in front of you, it's always noisy, and you have to endure it when you're annoyed." ”

This was not a serious statement, but the expression on Zhou An's face was very serious, Guan Ce wanted to tease him with his words, but when he turned around, he was deeply immersed in Zhou An's dark eyes.

Zhou An used his eyes instead of his fingers to describe Guan Ce's facial features, and then looked into his eyes and smiled: "Guan Ce, I'm really happy to see you as soon as I come back." ”

Guan Ce opened his eyes uncomfortably: "...... I got out of the car first. ”

Before turning around, seeing Zhou An's eyes darkening slightly, his heart suddenly softened, and he said vaguely: "I will try to get used to your noisy yelling." ”

Zhou An immediately smiled, and hurriedly went around to help Guan Ce open the door.

Last time I had dinner at Shao Bing's house, Zhou An had already made a rough impression of Guan Ce's preferences, and when Guan Ce asked him to order food first, he was not polite, and all the orders were what Guan Ce liked.

"What else do you want to order?"

Guan Ce looked at the menu, saw that it was all his favorites, and then looked at Zhou An with a light smile on his face, as if he had been gently scratched by a cat somewhere in his heart.

He returned the menu to the waiter and said, "Two people, don't order too much." ”

Zhou An diligently added tea to him: "The first time I invited you to dinner, I don't know what you like." ”

Thinking that the menu was full of dishes ordered according to his own taste, Zhou An's words were not convincing in Guan Ce's ears.

But what reason does Guan Ce have to blame Zhou An for pretending to be confused, isn't it a happy thing that there is such a person in the world who is willing to put you first in everything?

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhou An didn't let the atmosphere cool down, shared interesting stories from the filming process with Guan Ce, and told him about Zhao Jun's clumsiness, which almost lost himself.

Guan Ce doesn't talk much, most of the time he nods or smiles, and Zhou An also pays attention to proportion, to make him happy, but not too noisy.

The two chatted for a while, and the dishes were served one after another.

"The company is almost busy, right?" Zhou An asked while adding food to Guan Ce.

"It's over, and we can get on the right track by making local adjustments after the year."

"It's not over yet, then you have to remember to eat well, I feel distressed when I lose weight."

Speaking of this, the two couldn't help but think of Zhou An's secret delivery of food before.

This move will feel too sensual in the eyes of others, and it is simply a Mary Sue plot. In Guan Ce's eyes, Zhou An's sentence "I don't want to trouble him" is far more important than those meals.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou An asked in a low voice, "Is it that I talk too much?" ”

Guan Ce shook his head, paused, and said, "You don't have to be so careful, I will tell you directly if I feel unhappy." ”

"That's not good, it's too late for you to speak." Zhou An smiled, "The booklet is a gentle and cruel person, I want to keep the gentleness and avoid being cruel!" ”

Hearing that embarrassing nickname, Guan Ce pursed his lips: "Don't learn from Shao Bing!" ”

Zhou An saw that the tips of his ears were red and he smiled, Guan Ce glared at him, and covered up his embarrassment by burying his head in eating.

Seeing that he was annoyed, Zhou An hurriedly changed the topic and sighed distressedly: "I want to sing at the meeting, I can't, what can I do?" ”

"Won't?" Guan Ce didn't take this sentence to heart, and replied casually, "There are still a few days to go, practice more." ”

"The company has a singing room, can I use it?"

"You just talk to the administration."

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Zhou An couldn't help but feel a little lost, was silent for a moment, and said without giving up: "It's boring to practice singing alone, will you come to accompany me?" ”

When it came to the matter, Guan Ce finally understood what Zhou An meant, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zhou An stared at him for a while, picked up a tissue and wiped the sauce that did not exist in the corner of his mouth while holding his hand on the table: "I originally planned to spend the next few days with you, but suddenly I have to hold a meeting......"

Guan Ce wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tighter.

Zhou An's thumb rubbed lightly on the back of his hand, and his tone was abrupt: "Go to Tibet so far away, I'm afraid that when I come back, you won't give me a chance." ”

Guan Ce's heart was slightly sour, and he only felt that a small electric current came from the back of his rubbed hand, which went straight to his brain. He hurriedly took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Andao: "The company still has a lot to do. ”

"So you don't have time for me." Zhou An said the meaning of his words, although he was smiling, his eyes dimmed, "Is it really impossible to spare a little time?" That's it? ”

Zhou An frowned slightly, and compared his thumb and index finger for a short distance.

Guan Ce looked at his pitiful eyes, and his heart suddenly softened: "I'll go and see you after I've dealt with the important matter at hand." ”

Zhou An's eyes immediately lit up, and he clenched his hand hard: "Are you serious? ”

"Hmm." Guan Ce nodded, feeling that he was really powerless to parry the other party's fiery eyes, he pulled out his hand forcefully, and raised the water cup to block Zhou An's sight.