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"What kind of drink is this?"

Jing Tian's eyes narrowed like a fox, "Just think of it as black tea, black tea that can make people sleep."

Cheng Shuo took a deep breath. Even if his reaction was slow, he was very sure that it was definitely mixed with alcohol.

The wine was a bit high, and his eyes were slightly blurred. He glanced at the table full of food, and then glanced at Jing Tian, ​​who had a successful look on his face.

Sighing, "I thought you were caring about me, but who knew it was the Hongmen Banquet, which one were you going to sing?"

"Don't change the subject." Jing Tian felt guilty and turned away, "Go on, you have at least three things to say."

Three sentences?

This line sounded familiar to Cheng Shuo, and he tried to cooperate very cooperatively: "Shouldn't I give away the song I gave you?"

Jing Tian shook his head, very dissatisfied with Cheng Shuo pretending to understand: "That's not what it said."

"Shouldn't I have tricked you into making this movie?"

Jing Tian shook his head again: "That's not the case either."

Cheng Shuo looked at Shang Wen's food and said, "I should be the one to invite you to the Hongmen Banquet."

"You should have invited me a long time ago."

Jing Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously anger welling up in his heart. He reached out and pinched Cheng Shuo's nose, expressing his dissatisfaction: "It's fun to play tricks on others, right?"

Immediately she crossed her arms and looked scrutinizing, "Do you want me to guess by myself?"

After being angry for a long time, she finally calmed down and said, "But that's not the case, Teacher Cheng, please think carefully about what you have done."

"Then just ask."

Old God Cheng Shuo was looking at her from the ground. To be honest, he didn't panic anymore after he got drunk.

What can you do to yourself?

To be fair, as a teacher, don’t I take care of you enough? Teacher, have I received anything from you? Didn’t you say that you brought it to your door yourself?

Jing Tian couldn't stand Cheng Shuo's relaxed state, as if she was the one who was drunk.

"Let me remind you to have a correct attitude."

"Okay, okay."

Cheng Shuo was also idle, straightening his collar and looking serious.

"Can you please stop having this attitude all the time?"

Jing Tian was furious. Cheng Shuo was always in this indifferent state, which made her feel like she was punched in the cotton every time she mustered up the courage.

The momentum that had been brewing for a long time dissipated in an instant, as if all my emotions were fed to the dog.

But this time, she didn't leave any escape route for herself.

When someone drinks wine, someone will get drunk, and if someone is drunk, they should speak their mind.

She wanted to pry out Cheng Shuo's inner thoughts.

"First question." Jing Tian held out a finger, "Why did you write a song for me?"

"I don't want to owe any favors."

His answer didn't surprise Jing Tian. She had already figured it out during this time and just wanted to confirm it through Cheng Shuo's words.

However, there was still a trace of confusion on her face at this time, "Now it's my turn to owe you a favor."

The few songs Cheng Shuo wrote to her pushed her to become popular all over the country.

Although there are many promoters behind it, it is undeniable that the quality of those songs is very high.

Until this year, there was still a steady stream of awards nominated for his albums.

His inadvertent kindness at the beginning earned him a generous reward, and this transaction was a sure profit.

It's just that she doesn't really like to owe favors.

And the most irritating thing is Cheng Shuo's reaction at this moment. He was grinning and said in a very relaxed tone: "It's okay, I don't care if it's more or less, and don't take it to heart."

"Okay! I don't take it personally!"

Jing Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Second question, you can just send songs, why do you need a pseudonym?"

"I was afraid that others would ask me for songs. At that time, my copyright was still in the hands of Sugar Man. If I sent songs to others, the copyright might not be in my hands, and I would have to pay an intermediary fee for nothing."

Jing Tian opened her mouth, but no words came out. This answer was far from her imagination.

She seemed to feel that her breath was stuck in her throat, and even her breathing became unsmooth.

She was a little confused at this moment because she found that three questions were not enough.

Why did you change your name to Chen Duoyu?

Doesn't he know the origin of the name Chen Shaorong?

Why do you take so much care of her on the set of "Sword Rain"?

Why is there so much maintenance at the premiere?

Why was she invited to star in this movie? If it was just a matter of acting skills, then Liu Shishi, Yang Mi, and Liu Yiqian were not much better than her.

...

Jing Tian was distraught and drank the special black tea Cheng Shuo had in hand as if snatching it away.

What are you thinking about? I’m so tired!

Cheng Shuo took a quick look and saw that it did look like black tea. Her lipstick was stained on the rim of the cup.

"last question."

"you say."

Jing Tian's face flushed, and he leaned back slightly, bending one leg to show a beautiful curve.

The blinking speed of his eyes became entangled, as if there were invisible threads between the upper and lower eyelids.

"Do I look good?"

Cheng Shuo rubbed his chin, "You probably haven't gotten over the alcohol yet, right?"

Although I have never seen her drink capacity, she is not a snack that can be drunk after just one glass.

Cheng Shuo's mind was a little unclear, and he scolded himself in his thoughts.

However, Jing Tian's current reaction is indeed a bit abnormal. The flush on his face is mostly from embarrassment and not drunkenness at all.

"Leave me alone!"

Jing Tian stood up quickly and put his hands on his waist, "Are you drunk?"

When Cheng Shuo saw her like this, he let out a sigh of relief. This was her normal state.

"If I remember correctly, you just said this was the last question."

Jing Tian stared at him without saying a word.

Cheng Shuo said helplessly: "I'm okay, I can still accept half a glass of wine."

"oh."

Jing Tian nodded, bent down, and silently poured another glass.

Her calm action made Cheng Shuo's eyelids twitch, "What do you want to do?"

Jing Tian had a full cup, and the water surface rippled with a smile.

He slowly handed the special drink to Cheng Shuo and said softly: "Cheng Shuo, it's time to drink the medicine."

"Uh...I'm going to die if I drink any more."

Jingtian's smile bloomed like a rose, charming, beautiful and tinged with thorns.

"Don't drink? If you don't drink, you can't live."

Jing Tian put down the cup, leaned forward, and pressed Cheng Shuo directly under him.

He was holding Cheng Shuo by the collar, just like Cheng Shuo was holding her collar when filming two days ago.

She seemed to have enlightened herself. After facing Cheng Shuo's performance, she was very precise in her expressions.

There is a hint of shyness in the strength, and there is also a hint of sobriety in the confusion.

It may also be that her cup of special black tea has a lot of stamina.

She pursed her lips slightly and bit her teeth lightly, making her lips turn slightly white.

Her lipstick stained her teeth again.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Shuo suddenly smiled, which was very inappropriate.

His smile caused Jingtian's carefully built emotions to collapse in an instant, as if her previous strength was just a paper tiger that could be broken with just one poke.

"Your lipstick is stuck on your teeth."

"I know."

Jing Tian rubbed his neck, still hunched over, forcing Cheng Shuo to half lie down.

But the previous strength was gone, and she no longer dared to look at Cheng Shuo.

It seems that Cheng Shuo, who was at a disadvantage, has become the stronger side.

The blush spread from her collarbone to her cheekbones, completely discoloring her original blush.

Like an apple, green and ruddy are stacked together, making people salivate.

"I remember you said that there is an effective way to prevent lipstick from staining the cup..."

Red ink was dripped into the water glass, and the pretty pink on Jingtian's face was completely taken up by red.

As the temperature rises, the throat becomes dry.

Her almost hoarse response sounded in Cheng Shuo's ears, and Cheng Shuo had to put in a lot of effort to hear it clearly.

"Um."