The photo is a good-looking photo, and if it weren't for Ansheng and Lee Ji-eun in the photo, it would have been even better.

An Sheng looked at himself and Li Zhien in the photo, and suddenly felt that it was a good match, this kind of matching feeling was not him and Li Zhien in reality, but limited to him and Li Zhien in the photo.

It's like knocking cp, why many people like knocking cp is because they look like a match on the screen, so they have a sense of substitution, so it's the coolest to knock up, and as long as your knock cp is together in reality, the disgust of fans will also decrease.

An Sheng is like this, he just thinks that the two people in the photo are very compatible, but only in the photo.

He flipped through the photos Xianjing sent him, found one that he thought was the best, and secretly kept it.

Xianjing also replied to the message.

"I sent it to Zhi'en just now."

An Sheng typed back, "Did she say anything?" ”

"Not yet."

Li Zhien on the other side was also flipping through the photos, and the feeling was different from An Sheng's, she enlarged the photo and began to find something on An Sheng's and her own faces.

She looked aside all the photos, nodded with satisfaction, and muttered to herself: "It's good that the makeup is not flowered, otherwise I will be compared to An Sheng again." ”

It turned out that she was comparing herself with An Sheng, his guy was so handsome even if he didn't wear makeup and didn't take pictures, and he was afraid of being compared to him.

After flipping through all the photos, Li Zhien was able to take a closer look at these photos, and he still felt that An Sheng was impeccable in terms of appearance and figure.

How did this guy grow?

Lee Ji-eun complained for a while and wrote back to Hyun-jing

"It's a good shot, don't shoot it next time."

She knew that she, an employee, would kowtow to cp, but she didn't expect that one day she would kowtow on her head, in fact, these photos were not too big a problem for her, and even if the people in the photos were replaced by someone else, she should not be able to help but think of knocking cp. It's just that if the photo is her, then she will only take a look at it as a pleasure, she has been in this industry for so many years, and she has already seen through some things, especially this kind of cp thing, all of which are fake, but just some delusions of fans.

Hyunjing sent a screenshot of Li Jien's reply just now to An Sheng.

After reading it, Ansheng laughed out loud.

That's right, it's what Li Ji-eun can say.

Hyunjing sent another text message: "Zhi-eun is so ruthless, I'm crying to death." A crying expression in the back.

An Sheng sent a screenshot of the chat to Li Zhien and said, "Look at the wronged child." ”

Li Zhien, who was about to tear off the mask in the bathroom, rang her mobile phone on the bathing table, she didn't rush to see it, but first took off the mask on her face, then rinsed her face with water a few times, and finally dried it with a dry towel.

After shaking off the water stains on his hands and drying them with toilet paper, Li Zhien picked up his mobile phone and saw the picture sent by An Sheng.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she typed back to him: "Don't you think her character of knocking CP is a bit stupid?" ”

"Yes, but you also have to respect other people's preferences."

"I've always been very respectful, so you haven't paid attention to her." Li Zhien seemed to think of something, and typed again: "Do you remember the girl at the front desk who lent you an umbrella when you first came to the company?" ”

An Sheng replied: "Of course I remember, I remember that she gave me her contact information when I returned the umbrella." ”

Li Zhien pursed his lips, thinking that he wanted to pretend to be this guy again.

"Before you came, Xianjing knocked the girl and the CP of the security guard at the door, just because the two of them laughed when they received the courier."

When An Sheng saw this information, his scalp suddenly tingled, this Xianjing didn't feel like she was kowtowing, she had some kind of mental illness.

"This ......"

Ansheng really didn't know what to say.

Li Zhien then sent another message: "So I respect her hobbies very much, and I didn't even say anything about the photo of the two of us taken this time." ”

"Then you're really magnanimous." An Sheng suddenly wanted to ask: "Have you ever knocked CP?" ”

Li Zhien, who came out of the bathroom, came to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of strawberry yogurt and a packet of hawthorn slices left over from the previous meal.

Returning to the sofa, Li Zhien typed back: "No, I think it's very naïve to knock cp." ”

An Sheng saw her reply and agreed.

Li Zhien then sent again: "What about you? ”

"Neither do I."

I have to say that An Sheng and Li Zhien are quite the same in some ways.

"But I almost had it."

The hawthorn slices are a little sour, and the strong sour taste in the mouth envelops the entire taste buds, but fortunately, the taste is sweet.

"What do you mean by handicap?"

An Sheng sent the picture he had just saved to Li Zhien: "Don't you think it's a good match?" ”

Li Zhien saw this picture and shook his hand, almost didn't hold the phone steady, this sentence is very ambiguous, and it can also make people think about it, Li Zhien took a sip of yogurt, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and typed and asked.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just think the two people in this picture are more compatible."

The root of this statement is not the same.

"I just think that the two people in the photo are very picturesque, which means that if the photo is replaced by someone else, I will also feel that they have a sense of cp, because my thinking is very divergent, and when I see the photo, I can make up what will happen later."

An Sheng explained, Li Zhien probably understood, because he was a screenwriter, he just stood in the perspective of the screenwriter and looked at these photos, so he had a story in his mind, so he said something that was quite worthy.

If An Sheng could know that Li Zhien had guessed his mind, he would definitely give a thumbs up and praise her for being a roundworm in his stomach.

"Next time you speak, don't say half and leave half."

Li Zhien was really frightened just now, and she was even thinking about how to refuse An Sheng's confession just now, but fortunately it was a false alarm.

However, how can I suddenly feel a sense of loss?

An Sheng sat in the chair in front of the computer, leaned back, and the comfortable and soft backrest swallowed An Sheng, and he smiled slightly.

"Okay, not next time."

Gu Jing hawthorn slices are very sour, but very appetizing, eating half a bag of hawthorn has bottomed out, Li Zhien ate the last piece of hawthorn, patted the crumbs on her hands, she has a question to ask An Sheng.

"How's your script going?"

An Sheng's computer video is playing some funny variety show videos of Li Zhien, and he is also watching it with relish.

Glancing at his phone, he typed back, "I've been writing ten episodes." ”

Ten episodes is already the end of most Korean dramas, and Lee Ji-eun asked him curiously: "Then how many episodes are you going to thank." ”

An Sheng flipped out the outline, combined with the above plot summary, plus the ten episodes he wrote before, he estimated that there were still five or six episodes.

Li Zhien knew, "That's okay, you come on and write, don't worry." ”

Li Zhien would say such things every time he asked the script, and An Sheng almost wondered if she really wanted to let herself write the script, and he never saw her in a hurry.

"You're not in a hurry at all?"

Li Zhien bit the straw, and his white tender fingers tapped on the phone.

"What's the use of me being in a hurry, doesn't it depend on you?"

To be reasonable, when An Sheng was a full-time screenwriter before, he sent down a task from above, telling you that it must be completed within the specified time, but every time it has not reached the specified time, the above begins to urge, which has to make you write urgently, resulting in the quality of the written script being low, and then it is not good to be returned, continue to change, and then urge, this is how the screenwriter is urged out little by little.

An Sheng is undoubtedly lucky to meet a boss like Li Zhien, who can give you enough time to create, and will not rush you, and then pay you a salary every month. An Sheng is now shouting in his heart: "Li Zhien, no wonder you have been popular for so many years." ”

"Okay, then I'll take my time and write a script that you are satisfied with."

Li Zhien sucked the last bite of yogurt and put the yogurt box on the table, she has a habit of drinking milk, that is, she loves to bite the straw, every time she drinks the yogurt, the straw will be flattened by her bite, and even tattered.

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

*

Time is like flowing water, and time waits for no one.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in these three days, Ansheng and Lee Ji-eun have been relatively idle, the former is because Lee Ji-eun is relatively idle and has no job, so Ansheng will be idle, and Lee Ji-eun's leisure is completely for the concert in Jeju Island to start recuperating.

There are two reasons for two people to be idle, but the core idea is still the same, that is, Li Zhien will be idle when he is idle.

But no matter how idle you are, there will be times when you start to get busy.

Eight o'clock in the evening, on the second floor of the fried chicken restaurant, in the kitchen.

An Sheng wore an apron and stood in front of the stove, a dish of vegetables was stir-fried in the pot, and some old range hoods were smoking the pot.

Zhao Lang looked at him from behind, smacked his lips and said, "Why bother, wouldn't it be nice to go to the airport to buy something to eat, you don't have to bother so much." ”

Wait a minute, Ansheng is going to take a plane to Jeju Island on a business trip, but not only Ansheng alone, but also Lee Ji-eun, because the venue on Jeju Island has to be contacted again, so Bae You-jeong has already gone there earlier, and originally wanted everyone to go together, but there was no ticket for the earlier flight, so Ansheng and Lee Ji-eun had to make a flight tonight and fly to Jeju Island.

"What do you know, the food at the airport is expensive, not tasty, and unhealthy, isn't it good to cook it yourself while you have time now?"

"Oh?" Zhao Lang smiled meaningfully: "I made it for yourself, I thought it was made for your family Li Zhien." ”

An Sheng turned around and said very seriously: "I said that Li Zhien and I have nothing to do with each other, and the two of us are just superiors and subordinates." ”

"Okay, okay, you're right." Zhao Lang didn't continue to argue with him on this topic, and turned his eyes to see what An Sheng did today.

A dish of braised prawns, which he bought at the seafood market early in the morning, then studied the recipe at home for a day, and finally made it himself.

Zhao Lang wanted to eat one secretly just now, but he was caught by An Sheng and almost fought.

He also stewed a plate of potato brisket, this dish was learned by him two days ago, Zhao Lang really didn't find out before, An Sheng's talent for cooking is quite high, although the potato brisket he made is not very delicious, but it is also above the level.

"Really, if I were Li Zhien, I would be moved to death, who would get up early in the morning for me to go to the vegetable market to buy fresh ingredients for myself?" Zhao Lang's words were a pun, which made people very uncomfortable.

Ansheng was already immune to his way of speaking, and he chose to ignore him and leave him alone to be embarrassed.

It turned out that Zhao Lang was really embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and immediately changed the topic: "You go for a few days this time." ”

An Sheng calculated the time: "Today, tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow, the concert will be over and you will have to wait for a day or two before coming back." ”

"Then you're fine, you can go and see the sea after work." Zhao Lang was very envious, and said sourly: "I'm different from you, I'm born with a little hard work, and I don't have time to go on a trip." ”

"You old sour cucumber knows yin and yang." Zhao Lang put out the greens: "I'm not going to work?" ”

"This job of yours is purely for health, you carry a camera every day, you don't have to do anything else, and the salary is so high."

An Sheng retorted to him: "Do you think it's easy to carry a camera?" Is it easy for me to get up early and stay up late every day to make some money? ”

Zhao Lang thought about it wrong, wasn't this sentence what he should have said, how could it be preempted by An Sheng.

"You guy, you turn right and wrong upside down every day."

An Sheng smiled, put the food into the lunch box, and then packed it in a tin foil bag specially for the lunch box and placed it on the table.

"Okay, I'll take a shower, don't move." An Sheng pointed to the lunch box, meaning that he must not steal it.

"Got it, got it." Zhao Lang waved his hand impatiently, "Who is rare." With that, he walked back to the house.

An Sheng also walked back to the house, ready to take a change of clothes and go into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower and blowing his head, An Sheng cleaned himself up to make himself look more energetic, and then walked out of the bedroom with his suitcase.

In the living room, Zhao Lang was watching a variety show, and turned his head to see An Sheng who was ready to go, "You didn't forget to bring anything, right?" ”

An Sheng shook his head: "No, what bucket is cleaned up." ”

"Tut-tut." Zhao Lang complained about him: "It's already handsome enough, after taking a shower and dressing up, how do you let us live?" ”

An Sheng ignored him, picked up the insulated bag on the table, and followed Zhao Lang and said, "Let's go." ”

"Okay, slow down on the road."

An Sheng went downstairs, lifted the suitcase, and walked to the door, Li Zhien's nanny car stopped in front of Zheng Xiuxian's store, An Sheng pulled the suitcase and walked to the door of his store, and finally Zheng Xiuxian rarely came here, because his gym opened, and the center of gravity was put on that end, and now there is only one part-time girl in the convenience store.

Ansheng opened the back door of the nanny car, put the suitcase in, then walked to the front and opened the driver's door and sat in.

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