Chapter 127: Untitled

Jiang Zhichan sat at a makeshift table in front of the store, with a street tree behind him, two side dishes and a pot of soju in front of him. Different from the crowded situation in the store, at least the temporary dining seats outside the store are quite clean, so Jiang Zhican can sit alone at a table.

It's a restaurant that operates until two or three o'clock in the morning, and it tends to have a peak at midnight. From young people who have just gotten off work, to night cats who have just woken up, to all-night players who have taken a break from intermission, all kinds of men and women come to this humble restaurant to eat the usual stir-fried stir-fry, forming a lively and noisy scene, as if it is not midnight but noon.

Kang is no stranger to such scenes, and there are several similar restaurants near the KBS building, which are located in the middle of the street and serve late-night diners. He often travels with his seniors between work hours to fill in the gaps at dinner. After spending a long time in a closed editing room or office, they often choose a makeshift table in the open air, sit on the side of the street, with the night sky overhead, and drink and eat in the night breeze. Generally speaking, the choice is soju, and it seems that in such an atmosphere, it can only be soju, but Jiang Zhichan has never been used to drinking it, even if he has been drinking it.

It's a pedestrian street, so there's hardly any traffic on the road at the moment. In the shadows, the cars are parked chaotically, like one cold sculpture after another. Pedestrians walked by, and from time to time people entered the restaurant and some left. Two wires were pulled out of the store and tied to the street tree, and the lights were sprinkled, along with the nearby street lamps, illuminating the area. The shadows in the distance grew darker and darker, and there seemed to be a dividing line, dividing the world in two.

Jiang Zhican propped up his chin and slowly sipped the soju in his cup. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to order soju, and after retching after coming out of Jiang Hudong's barbecue restaurant last time, he seemed to have become a little more comfortable with soju, and a small amount of soju was about the same as boiling water for him, which was very common.

When asked if he could sit down, he waved his hand and refused, telling them that he was waiting for someone. The man smiled and looked elsewhere. When he got up to leave, he passed by Jiang Zhican and said with a smile, You are really late to wait for someone.

"yes, it's late." Jiang Zhican narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the figure walking in the distance, his expression revealing coldness.

The man was stunned for a moment, followed Jiang Zhican's line of sight, and saw a man and a woman approaching slowly. Men are born ordinary, but women are graceful, wearing peaked caps, and they can't see their faces clearly. Probably a pretty girl. He glanced at Jiang Zhican with pity, feeling that this handsome boy was most likely the one who had been betrayed. It's a commonplace bridge.

And beautiful women love ugly men, which is nothing more than two factors: money and people. The man approaching in front of him was dressed ordinarily, probably not much to do with wealth, and he thought that he should be infatuated to impress the other party. As for this girl, she should be from a wealthy family. This kind of beautiful and golden girl is most likely easy to be captured by warm-hearted and considerate men.

Beautiful people tend to love to have self-centeredness, which makes no distinction between men and women. So the combination of handsome guys and beauties is not common in reality. You may be surprised that a handsome and golden man has found a girl who looks ordinary and has no strengths; You will feel that it is a pity that a beautiful girl marries a man who is not ordinary enough to be right. However, for the parties, when the material conditions are no longer considered, the considerate care that the two get along with each other is a crucial element.

As for the question of whether it is compatible or not, since you feel that the other party is considerate and accepts the other party's care, it is naturally compatible. What's more, the iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle, and the run-in of two people, if you invest time and work hard, most of them can still achieve expectations. It's all about the perseverance you have to do that.

The man withdrew his gaze, stopped his thoughts, and reached out and patted Jiang Zhichan on the shoulder as he said goodbye and left, as a sign of comfort. Jiang Zhican vaguely sensed that the other party had misunderstood, but he didn't explain, and his heart was all occupied by anger at the moment. He took a sip of the soju in the cup, put his hands in his trouser pockets, stared at Zheng Yunshen, and sat expressionlessly, without greeting or greeting, as cold as a snow-capped mountain black rock.

"Yunshen Oba, I, I'll go back first." The girl who had fallen half of her body pulled Zheng Yunshen's sleeve and lowered her head and said uneasily. The gaze is fixed on the tips of his toes, trapped in his own shadows.

"Sit down for a while, it's all here." Zheng Yunshen took her hand, led her to the opposite side of Jiang Zhican, set up a plastic stool for her, and then sat beside her, looking at Jiang Zhican.

"Just a pair of chopsticks?" Zheng Yunshen frowned, stretched out his hand to call the boss over.

Jiang Zhican watched coldly, staring at the girl sitting with her head bowed and hugging her chest, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "Don't you want to go home yet, plan to spend the night with you?" ”

"Smack!"

Zheng Yunshen smashed the wine glass on the table and glared at Jiang Zhican: "Can you speak well?" ”

Jiang Zhican turned his head silently, took out cash from his wallet and handed it to the boss who was standing on the side and hadn't left: "No need to look for it, thank you." ”

He got up and prepared to leave.

Zheng Yunshen grabbed his hand violently, leaned over the dining table, leaned into his ear and gritted his teeth: "Stinky boy, I'm not Huang Jiazi!" ”

"If it's Brother Jiazi, I'm not angry." Jiang Zhican-for-tat.

"Heh, if it's Huang Jiazi, knowing the good things you have done, I'm afraid he will give you a thumbs up, right?" Zheng Yun sneered and sat back in his seat, "Since we met, what's the matter, you want to leave?" Aside from the fact that you committed the first sin, for what you said that day, should you show it? ”

Jiang Zhican turned around and narrowed his eyes: "Do you want me to apologize?" ”

"Shouldn't it?" Zheng Yunshen asked rhetorically.

Jiang Zhican sneered, and his eyes fell on the girl: "A woman who robs a man with her own sister, whether she is ashamed or not, I am not as good as her, I need to apologize?" ”

"Yikes! Kang Zhichan! Zheng Yunshen got up angrily and grabbed his collar to look him into the eyes.

Jiang Zhican didn't resist, still squinted at the girl, and scolded coldly: "Don't you want to leave?" Your Yunshen Oba, it will be ugly later, you see it, don't hate it. Well, maybe you won't like it all of a sudden, so you don't have to ・・・・・・."

Jiang Zhican was slammed on the trunk by Zheng Yunshen and stopped talking.

"Yunshen Oba, I'll go first." Zheng Xiujing said in an uncomfortable voice, hurriedly got up and ran into the distance.

"You kid!" Zheng Yunshen shook off Jiang Zhican, looked at the back of Zheng Xiujing leaving, and felt a burst of impatience and trouble.

"Hey, change places?" Jiang Zhican tugged at his neckline, his expression gloomy.

"Huh?" Zheng Yunshen was surprised and looked back at him.

"It's not fun here, change places." Jiang Zhican walked towards the corner of the secluded alley.

Zheng Yunshen hesitated, did not chase Zheng Xiujing, but followed him, all the way into a blind spot where no one was around, and then looked at him and frowned: "Do you really want to do it?" ”

"I have a reason." After Jiang Zhican finished speaking, he raised his fist and smashed it on his cheek.

Zheng Yunshen didn't hide, he staggered back two steps, and he laughed: "Okay, if you move first, then I'm not welcome." To say that kind of thing to a girl and put that kind of attitude is really a lesson! ”

Zheng Yunshen took a rush and also smashed Jiang Zhican's face with a punch.

Jiang Zhican wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, shook off the blood stains, and smashed Zheng Yunshen's face with another punch without saying a word: "You said that you like Jessica, but you also like Zheng Xiujing, right?" My sister's like, how much do I like it? Need to bring a piece in the middle of the night and give her a head? Since you're so free, can't you find time to care about the people who have always liked you? ”

"Ah, what are you, it's up to you! Chu Long? Chu Long is not your sister, you are still far from your age, stinky boy! Zheng Yunshen kicked Jiang Zhican down and scolded angrily.

Jiang Zhichan got up and threw him down, gave him two more punches, and then was pushed away and slammed into the wall. Zheng Yunshen was about to punch him, Jiang Zhican's mobile phone suddenly rang, and he hurriedly raised his hand and retreated to the side: "Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone first!" ”

Zheng Yunshen grinned the corners of his mouth, touched it with his hand, didn't speak, leaned against the wall to rest.

"Hey, hello. Ah, yes, long time no see, Li Huiya writer ・・・・・・ belch, filming? ・・・・・・ this, I'm not suitable, right? Paid? It's not because of the salary, it's just that I haven't thought about it・・・・・・ yes, you have a point, if you just look at it as a job, it's really a high income. Well, take it as a part-time job・・・・・・ I know, thank you very much, you and your screenwriter friend can recommend me to be the second male lead・・・・・・ you said that the starring role will be rain? The first step after retiring, well, it's really worth looking forward to, I'll think about it, thank you, I remembered the time of the interview・・・・・・ Eun, what? Heroine, you said that the heroine is Zheng Xiujing, Zheng Xiujing of FX? ・・・・・・”