I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 73 73. Jeju Island ([-])
The photo is a good-looking photo, if it wasn't for An Sheng and Li Zhien in the photo, it should be even better.

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

Just like knocking CP, the reason why many people like to knock CP is because they look good on the screen, so they have a sense of substitution. , fans' antipathy will also decrease.

An Sheng is like this, he just thinks that the two people in the photo are a good match, but only in the photo.

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

Hyun-kyung also texted back.

"I sent it to Zhien just now."

An Sheng typed back: "Did she say anything?"

"not yet."

On the other side, Li Zhien was flipping through the photos. She felt different from An Sheng. She enlarged the photos and began to find something on An Sheng's face and her own.

She looked aside all the photos, nodded with satisfaction, and muttered to herself, "Fortunately, there is no makeup, otherwise An Sheng will be inferior in comparison."

It turned out that she was comparing with An Sheng, he was so handsome even without makeup and without makeup, and she was afraid of being compared by him.

After looking through all the photos, Li Zhien could take a closer look at these photos. It seems that An Sheng is impeccable in terms of appearance and figure.

How did this guy grow?
Lee Ji Eun complained for a while and wrote back to Hyun Jung
"It's a good shot, don't take it next time."

She knew that her employee kowtowed on cp, but she didn't expect that one day she would kowtow on her own head. In fact, these photos are not a big problem for her. Even if the person in the photo is replaced by someone else, she They should all be unable to bear the thought of knocking on cp.It's just that if the photo is of her, then she will only take a look at it as a happy person. She has been in this industry for so many years, and she has already seen through some things, especially this kind of CP stuff. It's fake, but it's just some delusions of fans.

Xianjing sent the screenshot of Li Zhien's reply to An Sheng.

An Sheng laughed out loud after reading it.

That's right, it's what Li Zhien can say.

Xianjing sent another text message: "Zhien is too heartless, I'm crying to death." There was a crying emoji in the back.

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

Li Zhien was about to tear off the mask in the bathroom when her phone rang on the bathing table. She didn't rush to look at it, but first took off the mask on her face, rinsed her face with clean water a few times, and finally wiped it with a dry towel. dry off.

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

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she typed back to him: "Don't you think her behavior of knocking cp is a bit stupid?"

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

"I have always respected her, so you have never cared about her." Li Zhien seemed to have thought 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 she gave me her contact information when I returned the umbrella."

Li Zhien curled her lips, thinking that this guy was going to pretend again.

"Before you came, Xianjing knocked on the CP of that girl and the security guard at the gate, just because the two of them smiled when they were receiving the courier."

An Sheng's scalp felt numb when he saw this message. This Xianjing didn't feel like she was knocking on the CP. She must have some mental illness.

"This……"

An Sheng really didn't know what to say.

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

"Then you are really magnanimous." An Sheng suddenly wanted to ask: "Have you ever knocked on CP?"

Li Zhien, who came out of the bathroom, came to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of strawberry yogurt, and a pack of hawthorn slices left over from eating before.

Back on the sofa, Li Zhien typed back: "No, I think cp knocking is very childish."

An Sheng saw her reply and agreed.

Li Zhien immediately sent another message: "What about you?"

"I do not have either."

I have to say that An Sheng and Li Zhien are quite similar in some respects.

"But I almost had it just now."

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

"What is almost?"

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

Li Zhien's hands shook when he saw this picture, and he almost lost his grip on the phone. This sentence was very ambiguous, and it was also very imaginative. Li Zhien took a sip of yogurt, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and typed to ask.

"what do you mean?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just think that the two people in this picture are a good match."

It's not the same as what you said.

"I simply think that the two people in the photo are very picturesque. This 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 I can make up my mind when I see the photo. Tell what's going to happen next."

An Sheng explained that Li Zhien probably understood, because he is a screenwriter, he just stood in the screenwriter's perspective, looked at these photos, and had a story in his mind, so he said it was a good match. if.

If An Sheng knew that Li Zhien had figured out what he was thinking, he would definitely give her a thumbs up and praise her as the roundworm in his stomach.

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

Li Zhien just now was indeed frightened, she was even thinking about how to reject An Sheng's confession just now, but luckily it was a false alarm.

However, why did I suddenly feel a sense of loss?

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

"Okay, not next time."

The hawthorn slices were very sour, but very appetizing. After eating half a bag of hawthorns, Li Zhien ate the last piece of hawthorn and patted the crumbs on her hands. She had a question to ask An Sheng.

"How's your script going?"

An Sheng's computer video played some funny variety show videos of Li Zhien, and he watched them with gusto.

Glancing at his phone, he typed back: "I've written ten episodes."

Ten episodes is the end of most Korean dramas. Li Zhien asked him curiously: "Then how many episodes are you going to thank?"

An Sheng dug out the outline, combined with the above plot summary, plus the content of the ten episodes written before, he estimated that there are five or six episodes left.

Li Zhien knew it, "That's okay, just keep writing, don't worry."

Li Zhien would say this every time after asking about the script, An Sheng almost wondered if she really wanted to write the script by herself, and she never saw her in a hurry.

"Are you not in a hurry?"

Li Zhien bit the straw, and tapped on the phone with her tender fingers.

"What's the use of me being anxious, don't I have to look at you?"

To be fair, when An Sheng used to be a full-time screenwriter, the higher-ups sent down a task, telling you that you had to complete it within the specified time, but every time the specified time was not reached, the higher-ups began to urge you, which had to make you work harder. Urgent writing leads to low quality scripts, and then they are sent back when they are not good, and they continue to be revised, and then urged. This is how the screenwriter is urged out bit by bit.

An Sheng is undoubtedly lucky. He met a boss like Li Zhien, who can give you enough time to create without urging you, and then pay you a salary every month.An Sheng shouted in his heart now: "Li Zhien, no wonder you have been popular for so many years."

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

Li Zhien took the last sip of yogurt and put the yogurt box on the table. She has a habit of drinking milk, that is, she likes to bite the straw. Every time she finishes drinking the yogurt, the straw will be flattened or even broken by her.

"Then I'll look forward to it."

*
Time is like running water, time waits for no one.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed. During these three days, both An Sheng and Li Zhien are relatively free. The former is because Li Zhien is relatively free and has no job, so An Sheng is free, while Li Zhien’s leisure is entirely for the concert in Jeju Island to start rejuvenating. Recharge.

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 free you are, there will be times when you start to get busy.

At eight o'clock in the evening, on the second floor of the fried chicken shop, in the kitchen.

An Sheng was wearing an apron, standing in front of the stove, a vegetable was being stir-fried in the pot, and some old range hoods were sucking gas from 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."

An Sheng will fly to Jeju Island for a business trip later, but not only An Sheng alone, but also Li Zhien, because the venue in Jeju Island needs to be contacted again, so Pei Youzheng has already gone there earlier, originally I wanted everyone to come together In the past, but there are no tickets for the earlier flight, so An Sheng and Li Zhien are going to fly to Jeju Island tonight.

"What do you know, the food at the airport is expensive, not delicious, and unhealthy, wouldn't it be nice to cook it yourself when you have time now?"

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

An Sheng turned around and said seriously: "I have already said that Li Zhien has nothing to do with me, we are just subordinates."

"All right, all right, what you said is right." Zhao Lang didn't continue to argue with him on this topic, and looked at what An Sheng was doing today.

A dish of stewed prawns. He bought the prawns from the seafood market early in the morning, studied the recipe at home for a day, and finally made it himself.

Zhao Lang wanted to secretly eat one just now, but was caught by An Sheng and almost got into a fight.

He also stewed a plate of beef brisket with potatoes. He learned this dish two days ago. Zhao Lang really didn't realize it before. An Sheng's cooking talent is quite high. Although the beef brisket with potatoes is not very delicious, But also above the standard.

"Really, if I were Li Zhien, I would be so moved. Who would go to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy fresh ingredients for myself?" Zhao Lang said with a double meaning, making people very uncomfortable.

An Sheng was already immune to his way of speaking, so he chose to ignore him, leaving him alone.

Facts proved that Zhao Lang was really embarrassed, but he had a thick skin and immediately changed the subject: "How many days are you going this time?"

An Sheng calculated the time: "Today and tomorrow, and then the concert the day after tomorrow. After the end, I have to wait a day or two before returning."

"Then you're pretty good, you can go to see the sea after work." Zhao Lang was very envious, and said sourly: "I'm different from you. there is no time."

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

"Your job is purely for health preservation. You only carry a camera every day, and you don't have to do anything else. The salary is so high."

An Sheng retorted him: "Do you think it's easy to carry a camera? I get up early and work late every day. Is it easy to earn some money?"

Zhao Lang was thinking wrong, isn't this what he should have said, why An Sheng preempted him.

"You bastard, turning right and wrong every day."

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

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

"Got it, got it." Zhao Lang waved his hand impatiently, "Who cares?" After speaking, he walked back to the room.

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 hair, An Sheng tidied himself up to make himself look more energetic, then pulled his suitcase and walked out of the bedroom.

In the living room, Zhao Lang was watching a variety show, and turned around to see An Sheng who was getting ready to go, "Did you forget anything?"

An Sheng shook his head: "No, everything is packed."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Zhao Lang complained about him: "He's already handsome enough, but after taking a shower and dressing up again, how do you let us live?"

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

"Okay, slow down on the road."

An Sheng went downstairs, picked up the suitcase, and walked to the door. Li Zhien's nanny car was parked in front of Zheng Xiuxian's shop. An Sheng took the suitcase and walked to the door of his shop. In the end, Zheng Xiuxian rarely came here because his gym opened That's it, the focus is on that end. There is only one part-time girl in the convenience store now.

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

(End of this chapter)