Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 480 Shen Du: "When will you let me eat soft rice? Rich woman, hungry, rice."

Guan Xinghe was serious: "It wasn't chosen by the film crew, it was me and my dad who told me that I wanted to sing, and asked him to find someone to open a channel to send me in."

"It turned out to be such a coincidence. The song you sang happened to be the theme song of the movie you acted in. I didn't expect to meet you. Maybe it's fate."

Nan Song: ".You are quite proud."

Guan Xinghe stretched out his hand to straighten his skirt: "It's so-so, but I'm actually not that proud. After all, I still rely on my dad, not myself."

"Since you understand this truth, then go and do something that you really like and are good at."

Guan Xinghe pondered Nan Song's words in his heart, but didn't say anything.

"So what are you more interested in?" Nan Song asked.

Two seconds later—

"write script."

"Isn't it good to write scripts? There is a shortage of good scripts in the show business circle. You can definitely explore and develop in this area."

Guan Xinghe looked at her, was silent for a moment, and said, "Hey, let's talk."

Then he turned his head to the side and looked at the receding street scene outside the car window, and stopped talking.

Looking at her profile, Nan Song wanted to say something, but he held back after all.

Indeed, she and Guan Xinghe were not friends in the first place, and it seemed that there was no need to talk so deeply. Whether she wrote scripts or sang, it didn't seem to have anything to do with her.

In this way, the taxi drove all the way to the entrance of Rosewood Park Hyatt Hotel and stopped.

The two got out of the car, went upstairs together, and went back to their rooms.

When Nan Song opened the door of the room, the phone rang. It was a WeChat message from Qin Zhengxian, the director of "Rose Cheongsam".

【Xiao Song, are you coming to a dinner party?A hot pot restaurant right next to the venue. 】

[No director Qin, I have already returned to the hotel, I wish you a happy meal. 】

【it is good. 】

As soon as I sent it, another content popped up.

[Where is that Miss Guan who sang the theme song?Someone saw you two getting in the car together, do you know each other?Help and ask her if she will come. 】

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, and thought: I don't have her contact information either.

But it's not good to just say that you should ask yourself, so I replied yes.

But fortunately, Guan Xinghe's room is on the same floor as hers, and it's on the right side of the door, so it's not difficult to walk.

Nan Song went out wearing slippers.

"Ding dong—" she rang the doorbell.

There were footsteps inside.

"Which one?"

"I."

Guan Xinghe, who had already changed into her pajamas, opened the door. She was removing her makeup, and there were still some white bubbles on her face.

"what?"

"Director Qin and the others are having dinner and asked if you want to go over."

Guan Xinghe blinked and asked, "Are you going?"

Nan Song shook his head: "No, I'm already back, I'm too lazy to run again, they also made a temporary decision, I'm already planning to take a bath."

"If you don't go then I won't go either."

"."

This feeling always makes Nan Song feel a little weird.

"Why do you rely on me so much? We are not friends."

Guan Xinghe rubbed the bubbles on his cheeks with both hands, and said frankly, "I know."

Nan Song: "Even if I don't go, you can go, they are very nice."

"I know that too, but I only know you after all, and if you don't go, it's meaningless for me to go."

"And I feel a little sick to my stomach and want to take a good rest."

Nan Song was silent for a second: "That's up to you."

After speaking, he turned around and went back to his room.

After replying to Qin Zhengxian's message, she put down her cell phone, took out her pajamas and clothes for tomorrow from the suitcase, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out an hour later, Nan Song originally thought that there would be a few more missed calls from Shen Du in his phone.

But when I picked it up, there was nothing there.

She frowned. She didn't even know how to make a phone call. She didn't even have a WeChat message?Didn't you still talk to her on the phone at that time?

It's so late, so I should be pretty busy.

Thinking of this, Nan Song sent Shen Du a WeChat message.

【what are you doing? 】

[Guess who I met today? 】

Shen Du didn't return until his hair was dried.

The heart of gossip in Nan Song's chest was very restless, but Shen Du never replied to WeChat, and she had no one to talk to.

Two minutes later, she simply dialed a phone number, but no one answered.

[Come back to me, why don't you come back to me? 】

At the beginning, he could maintain a basic calmness, but as time passed, Nan Song succeeded in going crazy.

[Why don't you reply to my message?Do you not like me anymore?Do you not love me anymore?Did I feel indifferent because I didn't say a little more in the last sentence?Do you want revenge on me?Is it because I don't say I love you ten times a day?Is it gravity that keeps your hands from pressing the keyboard?Is Mercury retrograde affecting your typing mood? 】

[I feel like I'm really crazy, if you don't reply to my message, I will be angry when I lie on the bed, I will be angry when I take a shower, I will be angry when I go out, I will be angry when I walk, I will be angry when I am in a car, I will be angry when I play with my mobile phone, I am so lonely , There are so many happiness in this world but none of them belong to me, you know? 】

As we all know, gossip is a matter of enthusiasm. Once the enthusiasm is over, I don't want to talk about it.

So when Shen Du called back half an hour later, Nan Song was as cold as he was.

"Hey, who is it?"

Shen Du choked on the other end of the phone: "It's me."

"Oh, so it's the president of Shenda University!" Nan Song began to feel strange.

Smart as Shen Du, when he woke up and saw the missed call and the crazy paragraphs of literature on WeChat, he knew something was wrong.

So he quickly dialed the phone.

"I had a very long meeting at night. I was too tired. I planned to contact you as soon as it was over, but I fell asleep in the chair."

Nan Song imagined that scene in his mind——

The domineering president, who is busy with everything, is very tired. He clenched his fist with one hand to support his temple, closed his eyes and took a nap, and he was quite handsome.

I don't know why, but suddenly I am not so angry.

"Are you tired?"

"Well, a little bit."

"Okay, the fairy book forgives you."

"Well, thank you fairy."

Nan Song heard Shen Du chuckle on the other end of the phone, and her brows also relaxed a little.

After taking a shower and washing his hair, he felt very comfortable all over. Nan Song lay down on the soft big bed with his mobile phone, and put the mobile phone to his ear.

"So from this point of view, earning money is still quite hard work?"

In fact, Nan Song was just asking this question. He originally thought that Shen Du would be humble and practice Tai Chi or something, but he didn't expect this person to say——

"Yeah, it's hard work to earn money, so when will you let me have a soft meal? Rich woman, hungry, have a meal."

(End of this chapter)