I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 20 He doesn't think I'm an alcoholic, does he?
Song Yi drove home and saw the express package at his door.

He walked over and picked it up. After confirming that it was his, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the door of the neighbor next door.

Empty.

Opening the door and going in, after taking a shower, when he was about to watch a short movie before going to bed, he found a woman's voice coming from the next door.

Tang Wanqing finished filming and came back?

Song Yi just wanted to have a formal chat with her about the characters in his script, so he came to his balcony curiously.

The two balconies are next to each other, very close to each other, with a distance of less than one meter.

Song Yi came out, came to the far left, and shouted softly.

"Tang Wanqing, are you back? Come out."

Tang Wanqing, who was drinking in the living room, was stunned for a moment, and said to her friend Zhang Yitong, "Did someone call me just now?"

"Seems to be."

Just when the two were a little confused, her name rang out again.

"Tang Wanqing?"

Zhang Yitong blushed and said, "It seems that someone outside the balcony is calling you."

"Really?" Tang Wanqing got up, carried a beer bottle, staggered out, lay down on the edge of the stage, and asked confusedly: "Who, who is calling me?"

Song Yi looked at Tang Wanqing who appeared, and said again, "This is me."

"Are you Song Yi?" Tang Wanqing turned to look at him and asked.

"Forehead"

Song Yi smelled the wine, then looked at Tang Wanqing's state, and knew what was going on.

It's a big night, hiding at home and drinking alone?
Could it be that something unpleasant happened?

Just when Song Yi was about to ask a few questions with concern, Zhang Yitong came out behind him with a beer bottle, stood beside her, and looked at him curiously.

"." Song Yi.

Therefore, besides her, there is another woman in the family drinking with her.

Zhang Yitong had reservations when drinking, so he was only slightly drunk, much better than Tang Wanqing.

She asked Song Yi suspiciously: "Who are you? You called Tang Wanqing just now?"

"I'm her neighbor."

"Is there anything you can do with her?"

Zhang Yitong supported the crumbling Tang Wanqing, and said awkwardly, "She drank a little too much tonight, I'm sorry."

Song Yi smiled: "It's okay, you continue, and I won't disturb your elegant mood."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the house consciously.

Since today's opportunity is not suitable, then find another time to talk about it, and there is no rush.

As soon as he entered the room, Tang Wanqing's voice came from behind him.

"Hey, why did you leave, come and drink."

"Tongtong, let him drink with us, okay?"

"Let's go, go in, let's not be ashamed."

"."

Song Yi felt a little funny when he heard the voices of the two on the balcony.

Unexpectedly, Tang Wanqing quite liked drinking.

I don't know how much she can drink, how much she drank tonight, she is so drunk.

Then he thought about his drinking capacity.

emmmm
In my previous life, it was because of my physical fitness, and it seemed that there was only one bottle.

As for this life, I haven't had a chance to try it yet, so I don't know how deep it is.

If you have a chance, you can try it yourself.

In order to avoid embarrassment, I also imitated the neighbor next door and hid at home to drink. At worst, I fell asleep where I was drunk.

Out of respect for other people's privacy, Song Yi still turned around and closed the glass door on the balcony to isolate the sound from outside.

Back in his bedroom, he turned on the computer and began to search the Internet for information about directors in the film and television industry.

【Ranking of TV drama directors】

Soon, links to information on many director ranking lists popped up.

Song Yi browsed roughly, selected the most advanced information, and clicked in.

The introduction is very detailed, from No.10 to the front row.

It specifically introduces some representative works of each person, their influence in the circle of film and television dramas, etc.

When Song Yi saw No.3, he was stunned.

"Zhang Jianzhong?"

Where did I seem to have seen this name?
Song Yi clicked his name again, and then the information jumped again, and more detailed information about him came out.

Looking at Zhang Jianzhong's photo, Song Yi finally knew why he was familiar with this name.

Isn't this the middle-aged man who sat next to me that day and wanted to read my script?
Emotionally, he is actually a great director.

This is too coincidental.

Song Yi hurriedly found the clothes he was wearing that day, and found a certain business card in his pocket that he had treated casually.

After confirming the name and that he was not mistaken, he paid attention in his heart.

On the computer, after Song Yi carefully studied the other party's works, he checked everyone's reputation for his works.

To be on the safe side, he also roughly watched one of the TV series, which had a strong visual sense and was very good.

"It's him."

Song Yi remembered that the other party seemed to be interested in his script as well, and had said that he could find him.

But it was already late tonight, and it was inconvenient for him to disturb the other party's rest.

After Song Yi saved the other party's phone number in his mobile phone, he planned to contact the other party tomorrow to talk about the script.

Putting down the phone and lying on the bed, Song Yi was in a good mood.

My luck is simply not very good!
Just in need of a director, God sent such a suitable person to his door for free.

Could it be that this is the welfare aura that the traversers have?

It's a bit powerful! ——
The next morning, Tang Wanqing rubbed her eyes and woke up in the bright sunshine.

She got up and walked around the room barefoot, but she didn't find her good sister Zhang Yitong.

Apparently she's gone.

Not only that, but also cleaned up the house.

On the dining table, there was breakfast, milk and bread, which had been prepared for her.

Under the milk cup, there are still notes of paper.

[I still have something to do, so I'll go first. When you get up, remember to eat breakfast, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach.

Also, your neighbor next door seemed to have something to do with you last night, but he didn't say anything when he saw that you drank too much. You can ask yourself. 】

"." Tang Wanqing.

She looked at the note on the table with complicated emotions.

Song Yi came to see me last night?

Still see me drunk?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She put her hands on her fluffy hair and scratched it a few times, venting her embarrassment, her hair disheveled, like a lunatic.

Shame, so shameful!
Tang Wanqing sat down on her sofa, feeling hopeless.

I don't know if I did anything embarrassing in front of him after drinking too much last night.

Tang Wanqing closed her eyes, trying hard to recall what happened to her last night.

But I can't remember anything.

She had no memory of the meeting between herself and Song Yi at all.

No!

I have to call Zhang Yitong to ask if I did anything inappropriate in front of Song Yi last night.

If something is wrong, what is it?
She wants to know all these.

Otherwise, the next time I meet Song Yi, I don't know anything, it would be so embarrassing.

and also
Tang Wanqing suddenly thought of one thing.

"He doesn't think I'm a drunk?"

(End of this chapter)