Chapter 177: Song Siyuan in Distress (1)
"What do you say?" Su Zhihao asked rhetorically.
"How do I know?"
After fighting for a while, the car drove back to the community, Huang Zhen'er was a little hungry, rushed to the kitchen to pick up the ready-to-eat food in the refrigerator and threw it in the microwave, picked up a bottle of drink and drank it gurgling.
Su Zhihao didn't pay attention at first, and when he found out, it was too late to tell Huang Zhen'er that she was holding a newly listed fruit wine, although the amount of alcohol this girl had improved, but he still didn't dare to compliment, but now there is nothing to be embarrassed about, if you are drunk, you will be drunk, and he is not unable to deal with it.
"This soda is so delicious."
"Zhen'er...... You're drinking alcohol. ”
The microwave oven clanged, Huang Zhen'er stuck out her tongue, put down the half-empty wine bottle, and opened the microwave oven diligently, but she forgot to wear gloves, and she was scalded all of a sudden......
"Ugh!" She shouted.
Su Zhihao hurriedly came over, grabbed her hand and began to flush the water, while asking, "Is your hand hurt?" ”
Huang Zhen'er smiled, "It's okay!" "My face was already red, almost like a alcohol detector.
It seems that her alcohol consumption is not much better, and Su Zhihao sweats a little.
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Song Siyuan was very serious at work, he was very satisfied with the results of his shooting today, seeing that the editor was tired, but he was still in good spirits, so he left a note in the field notebook, urging him and the editor to go back to rest, anyway, when he was a student, his editing and post-production skills were highly praised, and it was not only the director's ability to schedule.
He watched the film very carefully, and watched it carefully according to the script and the picture at the right point. Remove unnecessary delays to make the connection smoother.
It took him more than three hours to finish the rough cut. When his eyes left the computer, it was already more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he looked at his results again, very satisfied, and felt that as long as this rough cut was added a little post-system, it should be directly handed over to the manufacturer.
He didn't expect Huang Zhener's script to be so delicately written, although it was very simple. However, it sets off the faint feelings very beautifully, and the atmosphere of general jewelry advertisements seems to have a unique flavor. He believes that this ad will be a big hit after it is launched.
Somewhat tired, he made himself a cup of coffee, stood outside the windowsill of the studio and watched the night, remembering the scene when he first met Huang Zhen'er. And what happened later. Sometimes he thinks that maybe this is fate, if Huang Zhen'er met him first, he would never let go, but when Huang Zhen'er met him today, there were already other people in his heart.
When Huang Zhen'er was hospitalized and was restricted from contact by Su Zhihao, he did almost hate from love to hate, and wanted to find some means to break them up, but his conscience still overcame all this. After all, he could see who Huang Zhen'er was longing for, if he insisted on getting in the way. I'm afraid the most uncomfortable should be Huang Zhen'er.
If you really like a woman, you should try your best to make her happy, instead of desperately trying to possess her, just like Wang Shuitang, she used so many tricks, and in the end, she ended up with something, almost lost her future, and no one cared.
It's a pity for his blue butterflies.
But there are so many butterflies in this world, some butterflies may only have the element of distant viewing, and have no power, at that time he saw Su Zhihao in the studio in order to be angry with Huang Zhen'er, let her get angry and leave, at that time he realized one thing, if he wants to get along with Su Zhihao and Huang Zhen'er, then he should let go at the right time.
Just like now.
After drinking coffee, he returned to the workbench again, deleted a few more scenes, and then finally completed the rough cut, sent the video file to Su Zhihao and the jewelry company, and then closed the computer and walked home alone with a long shadow.
Walking and walking, he suddenly felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, and he turned around, but he didn't see anything, but after a few times in a row, he began to feel that there was something wrong with this situation, especially when he heard Su Zhihao talk about Wang Shuitang today, and he was even more worried about whether she would even start with herself.
The current Wang Shuitang's attack is definitely not the same thing as before, in the past she wanted to use her beauty to climb up, but now what she can do and want to do is nothing else except revenge.
After a corner, suddenly a figure flashed out, covering his mouth and nose, a pungent smell with a thick chemical gas gushed up, he tried hard to break free, but in addition to the brute force, the other party also took an electric shock baton, and all of a sudden, Song Siyuan fell into a coma and was carried by Yang Peirong.
He deliberately pressed Song Siyuan's face down, so that people couldn't see his appearance clearly, and poured some second-pot heads on him, and the wine was skyrocketing, so he carried him in the direction of the hotel.
Some passers-by looked at him curiously, his scars were not so scary in the night, and he smiled politely and said to those passers-by: "My buddy is sorry to drink too much, sorry." ”
After saying it several times in a row, passers-by seemed to take it seriously, and the smell of wine was so strong that everyone deliberately walked farther, fearing that the drunk man would suddenly wake up and go drunk.
carried Su Zhihao all the way back to the hotel, the counter stopped him, saying that he would give money for adding people to the room, he immediately stuffed a ticket over, the denomination was not big, but his reason was very normal, he insisted that the buddy was drunk, it was really a last resort, and I hope the counter will be accommodating.
Song Siyuan, who was unconscious, showed half of his face, extremely gentle, and the counter was a young woman, hesitated, and only said: "Your buddy and you don't seem to be fellow travelers!" ”
"Fellow, fellow, what about students studying abroad, isn't this just afraid that he will be deceived simply outside, so I brought him back and let him squeeze for a night, beauty, you don't look at my face, but also look at my countryman's face to be accommodating!"
The counter is in shifts, and it won't be long after coming, but I also know that the people living in this hotel are not serious people, and this handsome guy seems to be really drunk, full of alcohol, she rarely sees a slightly normal man, and her heart is a little relieved, and she is really afraid that if she throws him out, this man can't hold up all night, and Yang Peirong said sincerely, as if there is really a real friendship between the two.
After thinking about it, she waved her hand.
"Hurry up and bring people up, as if I didn't see it, if the boss asks the responsibility, you can carry it yourself, we can't live three people in this room at a time."
"Yes, yes, you are so nice, I thanked you for my brother first."
Yang Peirong had the permission of the counter, and walked to the room with Song Siyuan on his shoulder. (To be continued......)