Compared with the two of them, Ye Anli was even more curious about the woman in front of him.

"Screenwriting teacher, does that mean you and Xixi are classmates?"

His face was full of incredulity, and it didn't feel right.

As far as he knew, Nan Xixi was still a student in medical school, but Mo Zining had graduated from a foreign graduate school.

If you want to say that these two people are classmates, who can believe it.

Mo Zining swallowed a piece of meat in his mouth, "You are like Xixi, just call me Zining."

The two of us were classmates in elementary school and junior high school.

It's just that I didn't go to high school, I went straight to college, so the time was a little different from hers."

She said it so unfazed.

Nan Xixi immediately said: "Yes, yes, our Moda screenwriter has been a talented girl since she was a child, and she skipped a grade and went to college directly."

"Okay, how do you say that, it feels like you're burying me."

However, Bei Yichen found on the side that Ye Anli's eyes didn't seem to leave Mo Zining much, as if he was very interested in her.

Suddenly, Nan Xixi asked, "How do I remember that the script didn't say that Brother An Li beat Brother Chen?"

Her sudden words made the other three people a little stunned.

Bei Yichen thought about it, it seemed to be true, but the director also said that this is a new change.

Everyone shifted their attention to Mo Zining.

When she slowly raised her head, she found these three hot eyes, a face of weakness, stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into her mouth, stood up and ran out.

slurred, "I've got to catch up on the script."

Then there was a closing of the door.

The remaining three of them glanced at each other, thinking about where the fight had come from.

Bei Yichen propped his elbows on his knees, eating the food in his bowl, as if he said to Ye Anli very casually, "Are you interested in her?"

One sentence shocked the other two people, and Nan Xixi was directly choked.

"Brother Chen, did you misunderstand something?"

She thought she was saying that Ye Anli meant something to herself, and she didn't dare to have such a misunderstanding.

Bei Yichen didn't answer her words, but looked up at Ye Anli opposite.

I saw him put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, glanced at Nanxixi beside him, licked his lips, and then said slowly, "I'm not sure."

Nan Xixi looked at the conversation between the two of them, as if it was not herself, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but she was a little puzzled, what were they talking about.

"There are some things you still need to think clearly, the next impact and so on, what will be waiting for you in front of you, you have to think about it."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Nan Xixi felt that she could understand everything they said, but she just didn't understand the meaning, and it seemed a little redundant to stay there by herself.

I saw Ye Anli stand up, take a breath, and then smile, "Thank you, let's talk about these things later."

With that, he left their room.

After watching him leave, Nanxi Xiye immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, walked to the refrigerator and took out the ice pack.

"Brother Chen, let's put this on it, how about it, isn't it painful?"

"Then you say, this punch was not for you."

Bei Yichen said with a wicked smile on his face, his eyes were fixed on her, as if he was watching what she would say.

"You can't say that, you're dedicated to art, yes, that's it."

Nan Xixi felt very far-fetched after she said it herself.

Looking at Mo Zining's attitude just now, nine times out of ten it was her temporary change of plot, thinking that it was the things she had said to her that day, and that guy was complaining for her

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"Fortunately, it's not too serious, apply it today, maybe the swelling will go down tomorrow."

Nan Xixi said as she gently applied it all the time.

"Why did your mother bring you so much food today? I guess I guess it's a hotel chef who made it."

Bei Yichen looked at the dishes on the coffee table, and he really couldn't believe it in his heart, this is something that one person can accomplish.

"Brother Chen, if you say that, then it seems that she is going to be sad.

These are all ingredients that Mrs. Nan personally selects and makes for you in the morning, and she will definitely not fake it to anyone."

Hearing her say this, Bei Yichen was shocked for a while, "Your mother shouldn't have been a cook before, right?"

"What nonsense, my mother used to be a nurse, but since she had me, she has been working full-time, and after that, you know, a woman who is idle and bored, who is either a husband or a daughter all day long, naturally discovers some other specialties.

Well, when she's fine, she likes to study some dishes, desserts and the like.

Brother Chen, let me tell you quietly, my mother is researching a dessert that is exclusive to you, so you can wait and see."

After hearing this, Bei Yichen still had a little bit of expectation in his heart.

I can't help but think, I am also at home full-time, why wouldn't the queen mother of his family develop some such hobbies.

watched Nan Xixi mysteriously take out his mobile phone, flipped out an official account and handed it to him.

He took it with some confusion, "What is this? Food public account?"

What does this mean, is it possible that you want to learn this yourself?

If that's the case, then the joke is really a big deal.

"Oh, this, this is my mother's official account, and I usually teach people some nutritious recipes, including some medicinal diets and the like.

She swore at home that this was a professional counterpart."

Bei Yichen listened to what she said, and couldn't help but feel that Nan's mother was still really cute, and the atmosphere of their family was also very good.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, your own home is not bad, but when you grow up, you don't want that kind of greasy closeness.

Seeing that the time was not very early, Nan Xixi stood up and said to go back.

As soon as she walked to the door, she thought of the conversation between him and Ye Anli just now, and couldn't help but ask again, and when she learned that they were talking about Mo Zining, she was completely stunned.

He didn't say anything, just smiled meaningfully and opened the door and left.

She didn't really go back to her room, but walked to Mo Zining's room.

After carefully looking at the fact that there was no one outside, she quietly took out the room card, swiped it and went in.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Mo Zining sitting on the balcony with a notebook, her hands on the keyboard "da-da-da" non-stop.

Mo Zining knew that someone had come in, and she was the only one who could open the door and come in by herself.

She didn't look up, she just reached out to stop her from approaching, "Wait for me, it'll be right away."

Seeing her keep tapping, Nan Xixi sat down on the sofa by herself and waited quietly.

Thinking about it, the job of a screenwriter is really not as simple as imagined, at this point, everyone else is resting, but she is still working hard.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard Mo Zining say into the phone, 'Director Huo, I have sent your email.'

Then I saw her close the notebook, stand up and do a stretch, turn her neck and waist, and walk in her direction.

"What's the matter, you came to me suddenly, is there something wrong? Or is it because Bei Yichen was punched, and he wanted to come to me to ask for an explanation."

Mo Zining's tone was half-true and half-false, making it impossible to tell whether it was a joke or what.

For this, Nan Xixi didn't know how to pick it up for a while

Speech.

"No, you think too much, those are all according to the script, you will write like that, it is definitely just the need of the plot, how can you ask for anything because of one.

I came here today just thinking that we haven't seen each other for a long time, and I really miss you, and I finally have time today, and I want to have a good chat with you."

Mo Zining suddenly showed a smile, "It turns out that you want to chat with me, okay, what do you want to talk about."

If you do the math, we really haven't seen each other in a long time."

When Nan Xixi heard her say this, she instantly forgot the emotion just now, and immediately said, "Yes, since we graduated from junior high school, we have hardly seen each other.

Except for our video chat.

Zining, how have you been abroad over the years, how are your uncles and aunts doing now, by the way, I remember that you still have an older brother, have they all come back with you?"

Nan Xixi asked all the questions in one go, but she saw a trace of melancholy flashing on her face.

Mo Zining put down the water glass in his hand, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "My parents passed away in an accident, and there are only two people left in this world, my brother and me, but..."

Seeing that she wanted to speak and stopped, Nan Xixi felt distressed for a while, reached up and took her into his arms, gently patted her back and said, "It's okay, it's okay, all the bad things have passed, and the future will be beautiful."

I'm sorry, Zining, I don't know, I didn't mean to provoke your sad past."

Mo Zining gently hugged her back, and then a smile squeezed out of the corner of her mouth, "It's okay, it's all over, don't you think I'm fine now?"

"It's just, how did you choose to be a screenwriter? I really never thought you'd pick up a pen one day."

"Perhaps, everything was predestined."

Looking at the helplessness on her face, Nan Xixi hated herself a little, why did she suddenly ask these words, making her so sad, she felt as if everything now was her own fault.

"Zining, it's okay, you're back now, you still have me, I will be your family in the future, and we will never be separated."

"Thank you, Xixi, it's good to have you."

The two men hugged each other and smiled.