After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter 55: Past Two Cities

Chapter Fifty-Five

Ever since he became a formal boyfriend, Zhuang Yan walked like a wind.

Floating past.

Even hugs were taken for granted. Xie Ning felt that the eyes of others looked at him and Zhuang Yan with seemingly ambiguous eyes.

Fortunately, no one dared to make fun of Xie Ning.

Zhuang Yanji is very prestigious. Xie Ning is the boss of the art group, and he is not talkative. The deputy art and art assistant are used to his cold temper and don't dare to disturb him except for the necessary work.

After the meeting, Xie Ning tidied up the drawing, and as soon as he returned to the computer, Wang Jian gradually touched it.

There were no free chairs around, Wang Jianjian didn't mind. Seeing that Xie Ning's table was big, he sat directly on the table, leaning over to talk to him.

"Director Zhuang's face is full of spring breeze these past two days, is there anything good?"

Xie Ning said slowly, "I don't know."

Wang Jianjian smiled and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Don't you know who else knows?"

Xie Ning: "..."

Wang Jian gradually moved closer: "Director Zhuang is also true. He said that I should pay attention to the influence in the crew, but I and you are showing love. Double standard, typical double standard!"

Xie Ning was choked: "It's not so obvious, right."

Wang Jian gradually widened his eyes exaggeratedly: "It’s not obvious that you have been in and out at the same time for so many days? There are still many people complaining to me that Director Zhuang always likes to run to the art group at noon. They push the door when they eat. Seeing him sitting on the sofa, my heart jumped out of fright."

Xie Ning became more embarrassed by what he said, and didn't say anything at all.

Like an ostrich, pretending not to hear, knowing nothing.

Wang Jianjian didn't care, and went on to say: "A few days ago there was a girl in the props group quietly gossiping with me about you, saying that you two must be in a situation.

Xie Ning asked, "The girl from the props team?"

Wang Jian gradually waved his hand: "This is not the point."

is it?

Xie Ning glanced at him and thought.

Wang Jianjian’s love for hooking up three and four is really not just talking about it, so let’s talk gossip with the girl in the props group.

Wang Jianjian said, "Then I told her, isn't it obvious that you and Director Zhuang are doing it?"

Xie Ning's face is slightly hot: "..."

He thought that Wang gradually came to him to discuss something serious, but now he understands it. This person is here to tease him.

Xie Ning simply let him talk to himself, occasionally responding with "um" and "ah" twice.

He opened the file package sent by the deputy artist and clicked on the picture to start the review.

The work of the art team has increased sharply and the overtime hours are getting longer and longer. These are the designs that the deputy art artist recently painted. After the painting is finished, Xie Ning will review it.

Wang Jianjian is very talkative. He is the kind of person who can chat with an automatic reply of "then what" on the Internet for an afternoon.

But while chatting, he suddenly pointed to the design drawing on Xie Ning's computer screen and said in a serious tone: "I think...well, this color tone may not work, you need to change it."

Xie Ning was taken aback: "The color doesn't work?"

Wang Jian did not speak, but a familiar voice rang behind him: "What are you doing here?"

Zhuang Yan didn't know when he came, and his black eyes watched Wang Jianjian quietly.

Wang Jian gradually jumped off the table and said in a vague way: "I'm here to talk to Xie Ning about work."

"Something at work?" Zhuang Yan raised his brows, glanced across Xie Ning's computer, and said faintly, "I think this color tone is good, so let's fix it."

Wang Jianjian: "..." You are the director, you have the final say.

Zhuang Yan said: "I remember it is off work time."

Wang Jian gradually looked at him with a surprised look: "Isn't it, we are behind the scenes of the movie, and what about off-hours?"

Zhuang Yan was choked on a rare occasion.

Wang Jian gradually asked him: "Then why are you here?"

Zhuang Yan said frankly, "Come and pick my boyfriend home."

Xie Ning: "Ahem."

Zhuang Yan asked with concern: "What? Is the cold not healed?"

Xie Ning whispered, "...No."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Your face is so red, don't you have a fever."

Xie Ning blushed even more: "No fever!"

Zhuang Yan: "Then what are you blushing."

"You treat me as if I don't exist, right?" Wang gradually couldn't stand it anymore. "He has a thin face, so you have to make a face and save some face for my single dog." It seemed like he hadn't said it in front of Xie Ning before. Those ridiculous words.

Zhuang Yan frowned and looked at him, and said, "I know that I am a light bulb. Why don't I go further? By the way, I failed the plan you mentioned last time. I returned it. Has the new plan been made?"

Wang Jianjian immediately said, "...Farewell."

The name of Zhuang Yan's movie from the Republic of China was finally decided, and it was called "A Past Two Cities".

Originally wanted to be called "A Tale of Two Cities", but it collided with Dickens's novel.

Zhuang Yan retired and chose this one.

But to say a good thing, in addition to Zhuang Yan finally got the boyfriend status, there is also the successful approval of the filing of "Once Upon a Time in Two Cities".

With the filing and publicity of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, there has gradually been news about "The Past Two Cities" online.

Especially as soon as the news of the starring Sheng Shi Song was revealed, fans discussed whether the movie was a good cake or a poisoned cake.

Zhuang Yan, a director who has never heard of a name, entered the public's attention.

At first everyone thought that Zhuang Yan was a new director. After all, he was under 30, and he hadn't heard of it much before. Most of it was from the new director.

So they ridiculed that Sheng Shi Song was afraid that he was going to be confused, and actually relegated himself to make such a low-cost movie.

Until someone dug up Zhuang Yan's resume.

"You don't know Baidu, don't you know it? This director has filmed "No Love Letter from This Person", which was released abroad."

"He is a director of literary and artistic films and has been making films abroad. "Monologue" has also been shortlisted at the Cannes Film Festival, saying that he is the new director, I am afraid that he will laugh at me."

"This director is very poisonous. I still can't get points for his artistic films, but there are many inexplicable awards."

"A foreign Chinese director?"

"not Chinese."

"I went to Baidu and came back. Who the **** told me it was the poisonous cake. In the prime of time, Songsong obviously went for the prize this time!"

"The +1 for winning prizes, but the box office of literary films is hard to say. Will the pine trees still be able to blow up when the pine is a box office guarantee?"

"Zhuang Yan's style has always been erratic. I like his "Check No One's Love Letter" very much, but what kind of silly stuff was filmed in "Monologue", he can still be nominated for Cannes. I don't understand the taste of the judges now."

"Baidu is back after finishing, does he really only have 28? There are so many works."

"To be honest, I haven't watched any of the films he made, but he really won a lot of awards abroad. Obviously, this is a director who specializes in awards."

...

The following topic again turned to whether Sheng Shisong would have a chance to take the actor this time, and whether he could hold the title of "Box Office Guarantee" in a fan fight.

It's getting closer and closer to the shooting, and it's getting closer and closer to Xie Ning's birthday.

Xie Ning found that Zhuang Yan was even more busy these two days. It is estimated that there are too many things to prepare for the movie. For many days, the driver took him back to the lakeside villa. Aunt Chen also took charge of the kitchen again.

To be honest, I'm used to Zhuang Yan's craftsmanship and suddenly eating dinner made by Aunt Chen, which is really unaccustomed.

He remembered that the first time he went to Zhuang Yan's house, it was also a dinner made by Aunt Chen. At that time, Zhuang Yan made a lot of fussy comments, and Xie Ning was still complaining in his heart.

Only now have I discovered that it is really easy to change from frugality to luxury, and difficult to change from luxury to frugality.

When Xie Ning came downstairs from the shower, Zhuang Yan was busy returning home, with obvious fatigue on his face.

Xie Ning asked him, "Have you had dinner?"

"Not yet." Zhuang Yan pressed his temple. "Today I went out to socialize with a few investors. I couldn't push it off. I didn't eat much, but I drank a lot of wine."

Xie Ning approached, and she really smelled a faint scent of alcohol on him: "Aunt Chen just left, I knew I had called and said, I asked her to cook the hangover soup for you first."

Zhuang Yan glanced at him: "Do you have a cell phone?"

Xie Ning was silent for a while, then paused before saying, "...you can call the landline at home."

Zhuang Yan said, “I’m not particularly drunk. I think I’m almost awake after taking a bath and sleeping.”

"Oh." Xie Ning asked dryly. "Then are you hungry?"

Zhuang Yan nodded, "I am starving to death. I will go to the refrigerator to see if there is something to cook."

Xie Ning thought for a while and stopped him: "You take a break, I will do it for you?"

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You make me food?"

Xie Ning: "...It's not that you haven't done it before. If you dislike it, then forget it."

"Don't dislike it." Zhuang Yan curled up his lips and squeezed his face, "I don't dislike what my boyfriend made for me."

Zhuang Yan's last three sentences are not separated from the three words "boyfriend", and Xie Ning's face is hot every time he hears it.

He didn't start and asked: "What do you want to eat?"

In fact, there are not many things that can be made at this time. The dishes cooked by Aunt Chen are all cold, and with Zhuang Yan's temperament, she is definitely not willing to eat leftovers.

There are no ingredients in the refrigerator, and I can cook quick-frozen dumplings.

This is because Zhuang Yan is sometimes too busy to go home and doesn't want to cook, so he buys a spare to be lazy.

"Or make you a bowl of noodles?" Xie Ning asked.

Zhuang Yan thought for a while: "Cook the noodles, cook the noodles faster."

It is estimated that he was really hungry, Xie Ning glanced at him, first washed a few fruits and gave him to fill his hunger.

There were green vegetables and eggs in the refrigerator. Xie Ning took them out and turned out a bag of ham, fearing that Zhuang Yan would suffer from stomach problems when he was hungry, so he brought them to him almost as soon as they were ready.

Zhuang Yan smelled it: "It smells pretty good."

Xie Ning: "It's not as delicious as you can make yourself."

"No." Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I think what you do is more suitable for me. If you do it every day, I will definitely eat it every day."

Xie Ning whispered: "...Are you not afraid of getting tired?"

Zhuang Yan: "Don't worry, don't get tired of eating."

Without waiting for Xie Ning to think about it, Zhuang Yan said again: "But you are also busy drawing, and you are not willing to let you cook again. Let's leave it to Aunt Chen."

The noodles cooked by Xie Ning actually tasted mediocre, but Zhuang Yan still ate them thoroughly, leaving no soup.

After eating the noodles, Zhuang Yan asked him, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Xie Ning was taken aback for a moment, and said uncertainly: "There should be."

"That's free." Zhuang Yan said, "I told Wang Jian gradually that he would not come to you to talk about work tomorrow. Has he often bothered you recently?"

Xie Ning hesitated and said, "Also... okay? It's basically work."

Then occasionally chat with him about the gossip that was spread all over the world in the crew, but these Xie Nings were not ashamed to talk to Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan nodded.

Xie Ning asked curiously: "Tomorrow you... have something to do?"

Zhuang Yan said, "Isn't your birthday coming soon."

"Ok."

Zhuang Yan glanced at him: "I'm going to visit the compound. I thought about it. Although it is for you to celebrate your birthday, I can't afford to give you a gift for Father Xie."

Xie Ning: "...so solemnly?"

Zhuang Yan nodded solemnly: "What does Mr. Xie like...Should I ask my grandfather. By the way, your parents are there too, and I have to prepare a copy for them by the way."

Xie Ning brain made up for the scene of Zhuang Yan carrying a lot of gifts to the compound, choking for a while.

He said unequivocally, "Don't have to be so troublesome, just as soon as you arrive."

"No," Zhuang Yan insisted, "I never saw the parents go empty-handed."

Xie Ning naturally couldn't help him, so she got up and put the dishes in the kitchen sink.

When I was washing my hands, my body suddenly became stiff.

Zhuang Yan didn't know when he followed and hugged him from behind.

This action occurred countless times between couples. Hands stretched out from his waist, clasped his waist, and lowered his head slightly, buried in his neck.

The breathing became steady but hot.

In the sweetness, with the warmth of home.

Xie Ning's body couldn't help but softened, his hands on the stovetop, trying to support it.

Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly.

The laughter rang in Xie Ning's ears, deep and long, making his ears warm.

Zhuang Yan asked in a low voice, "Boyfriend, can we sleep in a room tonight?"

After finishing talking, he kissed his ear.

Xie Ning's waist was completely limp, unable to support it.

The author has something to say: 　　 Zhuangzhuang: I think...

Ningning:...No, you don't want to.

Zhuangzhuang:? ? ?

This bowl of noodles today reminds me of the noodles made by Zhuangzhuang in Chapter 10! Sure enough, I like this corresponding plot!