After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor
Chapter 63 Too Close
But the reason why a drunk is a drunk is that she has a complete set of rules for getting drunk, and she resolutely does not allow anyone to disrupt her rhythm.
She asked Yan Cheng to sit down, and continued to blow.
"I want to leave before I finish listening. What a bad habit. My manager is busy exchanging feelings with Mr. Wang. Even if he comes to see me, he will just hide in the corner and applaud when he sees me with you."
Yan Cheng closed his eyes, then looked down at her in that posture: "What else do you want to say?"
She blows up all the cattle that meet the conditions for farming.
Zhong Jiuyin raised her chin and gestured at him: "Sit down and listen. Don't you want to talk about my wrist cutting?"
Yan Cheng stood up again, but sat down anyway.
"You drank too much. You probably don't want to talk about it. Let's change the subject."
When I wake up from the wine, I realize that I have told someone I don't know a secret that I don't want to tell, and I'm afraid I will be very annoyed.
Zhong Jiuyin: "Listen to me when I tell you, and don't listen to bastards if you gossip."
"..." He decided to unilaterally block her drinking and talking.
"Talk about these scars," Zhong Jiuyin sniffed and said, with a gesture of expressing himself quickly, "According to some clues I got, it probably started to be scratched half a year ago."
She pointed to the scar that seemed to have the longest trace: "It should be this one. At that time, I fell down many times on the road to pursue my dreams, and gradually lost the confidence to get up. In addition, the expectations of people around me were too high. I had no choice but to Telling a lie put another layer of pressure on myself. Looking at other people's success... As I said on the show, it's not scary to fail yourself. What's scary is that someone worse than you soars into the sky. Who can stand it?"
"At that time, I was desperate! Looking at the rain falling outside the window, and the countless calls on my mobile phone that I dare not answer, I felt that the future was hopeless. So I touched a knife and cut my hand involuntarily. Hey, then Do you know this feeling? It’s just that when you stand by the sea and look at it for a long time, you always feel that the world is shaking, and then you stab it at one end, and the wrist is cut. You don’t feel anything when the knife is cut, and you only feel pain when you see blood.”
Hiss, as expected of her, she deeply analyzed the psychology of the original owner without memory, and she was so logical and affectionate.
She even used the description of the scenery and the analogy of looking at the sea, which greatly improved the ease of Yan Cheng's understanding.
To reward myself with another sip of honey water, she smacked her mouth twice and continued.
"With the first slash, the rest will be much easier. A slash in despair, and a slash in anger. Collect seven, seven, and 49 knives... Forget it, I can't get 49 knives with this wrist. The back... oh, there's no more back, What else do you want to ask? Give me a head start."
Yan Cheng held the cup and looked at her.
Under the light, the long hair of the shawl blocked the ears and a little bit of the side face. She was looking down at the scar on her wrist, and her eyelashes cast shadows under her eye sockets.
At night, the picture is blurred, and her skin in sight is painted with a hazy whiteness by the warm-toned light, adding two points of gentleness to her.
A beautiful adjective that has nothing to do with her at all.
But after knowing what she went through, looking at this contrasting scene again, I don't think it's beautiful.
The drunk bragging just now was better than this.
Yan Cheng put his tone in a calm and clear tone: "I heard that you had a car accident on your way to audition for the film crew? How did you accept this variety show after that?"
"The consolation given by the company. Guo Mingli said that if I still can't do it on this show, I'd better give up being a star. Who knew you would also be on this show. He regretted so much that he tried to get me to give up the opportunity. other people."
After finishing speaking, he snorted: "The bridge of his nose should have been broken that day with a door panel."
Yan Cheng found a point of contradiction: "He didn't want to make you angry, so why did he ask you to make friends with me now in exchange for resources?"
Zhong Jiuyin: "I have another purpose. Seeing that my personal charm can no longer be suppressed, I will sell me for a good, let me go astray for quick money, and then use this kick to step me down later. Let me think about it." Ah, what to do with you will risk capsizing the ship."
She pondered for a while, and said something in her mouth: "Our relationship, even if I step on you, you have to clarify a few things for me in order to repay your kindness... I see, you are so fascinated by me, and I am on two boats, Fans hate that iron cannot be made into steel, and hate me for destroying your Dao heart!"
Yan Cheng calmly said: "Spirited souls are usually paired with fright."
"Anyway, it is to get you, trample on you, and abandon you."
Yan Cheng: "Then you don't have to wait for the fans, I can send you away directly."
Originally, she was just picking up her nonsense, but Zhong Jiuyin turned to look at him immediately after hearing this, her eyes lit up.
"So that's the case! They must want me to stick you up regardless of your wishes, to provoke you, and let you directly attack me! No wonder, Guo Mingli asked me to dress like a gentle and temperamental person. Absolutely the opposite, he must know that's the type you hate the most!"
Yan Chengdi took countless deep breaths: "I don't even know what I like and hate. Also, don't think too much, drink your honey water."
But the thoughts are all turned on, it is not so easy to stop.
Zhong Jiuyin's cerebral cortex was running wildly on this unimpeded road.
"His instigation must be staged. Now he is constantly pushing me to go through the back door, telling me how comfortable it is to find a backer. When I am moved, let me consider your preferences from all aspects of life, thinking that I will really fly into the sky. Chance."
"And then, let me be hated by you like a brainwashed flower peacock, and then he will stand with you and accuse me of taking shortcuts. This is to make me go back to the mountain road of despair!"
Yan Cheng stopped her cerebral cortex and tried to pull the topic in the normal direction: "Then what are you going to do? Substitution is certain, but other than that, you probably don't want to let him go so easily."
"Of course! He treats me like an idiot! To be a man still needs him to teach me step by step? Why change clothes and find a topic to be humble No.1, only those who are self-confident need to do this, I really think I have no relationship experience ?! True and lasting feelings don’t need these small gestures at all!”
She slapped the table angrily.
Yan Cheng: "..."
There's really nothing to talk about with a drunkard, he's only here listening to her talk for a long time because he's blown out of his wits.
He stood up, turned around and left.
It's just that he withdrew his hand, leaving only Zhong Jiuyin's improvised elbow on the small round table.
The weight was out of balance, and the table rattled.
flipped.
Zhong Jiuyin fell to the ground together with the drinking cup, and she was a little confused.
Yan Cheng hurried back two steps, squatted in front of her and asked, "Are you all right? Can you get up?"
He said reaching out his hand to help her.
However, Zhong Jiuyin put the hand that was supposed to be on his arm on his thigh that was a little tense from squatting down.
Then put another hand on his shoulder, that face was so close to him in an instant, and his reflection could be seen in her eyes.
The slipping long hair swept across his collarbone, and one strand even slipped into his neckline.
It was too close, the breath passed by his cheek, and he subconsciously held his breath.
-
Moujiu: Some friends can sing and dance when they are drunk, but my friend can only: listen to me
Zhong Jiuyin: Really?You are not good enough, let your friend change to another friend.
Dangdangdang!
It will be available tomorrow! In the early morning of 2.4, 2w will be updated, which is relatively late, so you can wake up and watch it.Hope to get everyone's support!Able to hit the list!
Cards and medals are also online today, everyone can go and play~
She asked Yan Cheng to sit down, and continued to blow.
"I want to leave before I finish listening. What a bad habit. My manager is busy exchanging feelings with Mr. Wang. Even if he comes to see me, he will just hide in the corner and applaud when he sees me with you."
Yan Cheng closed his eyes, then looked down at her in that posture: "What else do you want to say?"
She blows up all the cattle that meet the conditions for farming.
Zhong Jiuyin raised her chin and gestured at him: "Sit down and listen. Don't you want to talk about my wrist cutting?"
Yan Cheng stood up again, but sat down anyway.
"You drank too much. You probably don't want to talk about it. Let's change the subject."
When I wake up from the wine, I realize that I have told someone I don't know a secret that I don't want to tell, and I'm afraid I will be very annoyed.
Zhong Jiuyin: "Listen to me when I tell you, and don't listen to bastards if you gossip."
"..." He decided to unilaterally block her drinking and talking.
"Talk about these scars," Zhong Jiuyin sniffed and said, with a gesture of expressing himself quickly, "According to some clues I got, it probably started to be scratched half a year ago."
She pointed to the scar that seemed to have the longest trace: "It should be this one. At that time, I fell down many times on the road to pursue my dreams, and gradually lost the confidence to get up. In addition, the expectations of people around me were too high. I had no choice but to Telling a lie put another layer of pressure on myself. Looking at other people's success... As I said on the show, it's not scary to fail yourself. What's scary is that someone worse than you soars into the sky. Who can stand it?"
"At that time, I was desperate! Looking at the rain falling outside the window, and the countless calls on my mobile phone that I dare not answer, I felt that the future was hopeless. So I touched a knife and cut my hand involuntarily. Hey, then Do you know this feeling? It’s just that when you stand by the sea and look at it for a long time, you always feel that the world is shaking, and then you stab it at one end, and the wrist is cut. You don’t feel anything when the knife is cut, and you only feel pain when you see blood.”
Hiss, as expected of her, she deeply analyzed the psychology of the original owner without memory, and she was so logical and affectionate.
She even used the description of the scenery and the analogy of looking at the sea, which greatly improved the ease of Yan Cheng's understanding.
To reward myself with another sip of honey water, she smacked her mouth twice and continued.
"With the first slash, the rest will be much easier. A slash in despair, and a slash in anger. Collect seven, seven, and 49 knives... Forget it, I can't get 49 knives with this wrist. The back... oh, there's no more back, What else do you want to ask? Give me a head start."
Yan Cheng held the cup and looked at her.
Under the light, the long hair of the shawl blocked the ears and a little bit of the side face. She was looking down at the scar on her wrist, and her eyelashes cast shadows under her eye sockets.
At night, the picture is blurred, and her skin in sight is painted with a hazy whiteness by the warm-toned light, adding two points of gentleness to her.
A beautiful adjective that has nothing to do with her at all.
But after knowing what she went through, looking at this contrasting scene again, I don't think it's beautiful.
The drunk bragging just now was better than this.
Yan Cheng put his tone in a calm and clear tone: "I heard that you had a car accident on your way to audition for the film crew? How did you accept this variety show after that?"
"The consolation given by the company. Guo Mingli said that if I still can't do it on this show, I'd better give up being a star. Who knew you would also be on this show. He regretted so much that he tried to get me to give up the opportunity. other people."
After finishing speaking, he snorted: "The bridge of his nose should have been broken that day with a door panel."
Yan Cheng found a point of contradiction: "He didn't want to make you angry, so why did he ask you to make friends with me now in exchange for resources?"
Zhong Jiuyin: "I have another purpose. Seeing that my personal charm can no longer be suppressed, I will sell me for a good, let me go astray for quick money, and then use this kick to step me down later. Let me think about it." Ah, what to do with you will risk capsizing the ship."
She pondered for a while, and said something in her mouth: "Our relationship, even if I step on you, you have to clarify a few things for me in order to repay your kindness... I see, you are so fascinated by me, and I am on two boats, Fans hate that iron cannot be made into steel, and hate me for destroying your Dao heart!"
Yan Cheng calmly said: "Spirited souls are usually paired with fright."
"Anyway, it is to get you, trample on you, and abandon you."
Yan Cheng: "Then you don't have to wait for the fans, I can send you away directly."
Originally, she was just picking up her nonsense, but Zhong Jiuyin turned to look at him immediately after hearing this, her eyes lit up.
"So that's the case! They must want me to stick you up regardless of your wishes, to provoke you, and let you directly attack me! No wonder, Guo Mingli asked me to dress like a gentle and temperamental person. Absolutely the opposite, he must know that's the type you hate the most!"
Yan Chengdi took countless deep breaths: "I don't even know what I like and hate. Also, don't think too much, drink your honey water."
But the thoughts are all turned on, it is not so easy to stop.
Zhong Jiuyin's cerebral cortex was running wildly on this unimpeded road.
"His instigation must be staged. Now he is constantly pushing me to go through the back door, telling me how comfortable it is to find a backer. When I am moved, let me consider your preferences from all aspects of life, thinking that I will really fly into the sky. Chance."
"And then, let me be hated by you like a brainwashed flower peacock, and then he will stand with you and accuse me of taking shortcuts. This is to make me go back to the mountain road of despair!"
Yan Cheng stopped her cerebral cortex and tried to pull the topic in the normal direction: "Then what are you going to do? Substitution is certain, but other than that, you probably don't want to let him go so easily."
"Of course! He treats me like an idiot! To be a man still needs him to teach me step by step? Why change clothes and find a topic to be humble No.1, only those who are self-confident need to do this, I really think I have no relationship experience ?! True and lasting feelings don’t need these small gestures at all!”
She slapped the table angrily.
Yan Cheng: "..."
There's really nothing to talk about with a drunkard, he's only here listening to her talk for a long time because he's blown out of his wits.
He stood up, turned around and left.
It's just that he withdrew his hand, leaving only Zhong Jiuyin's improvised elbow on the small round table.
The weight was out of balance, and the table rattled.
flipped.
Zhong Jiuyin fell to the ground together with the drinking cup, and she was a little confused.
Yan Cheng hurried back two steps, squatted in front of her and asked, "Are you all right? Can you get up?"
He said reaching out his hand to help her.
However, Zhong Jiuyin put the hand that was supposed to be on his arm on his thigh that was a little tense from squatting down.
Then put another hand on his shoulder, that face was so close to him in an instant, and his reflection could be seen in her eyes.
The slipping long hair swept across his collarbone, and one strand even slipped into his neckline.
It was too close, the breath passed by his cheek, and he subconsciously held his breath.
-
Moujiu: Some friends can sing and dance when they are drunk, but my friend can only: listen to me
Zhong Jiuyin: Really?You are not good enough, let your friend change to another friend.
Dangdangdang!
It will be available tomorrow! In the early morning of 2.4, 2w will be updated, which is relatively late, so you can wake up and watch it.Hope to get everyone's support!Able to hit the list!
Cards and medals are also online today, everyone can go and play~
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