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"What do you want to drink from a cup?"

Hu Ge held Cheng Shuo up, his face full of helplessness.

Today's closing banquet attracted many reporters.

The others were responsible for dealing with the media, while Hu Ge slipped out of the back door and took on the important task of sending Cheng Shuo back.

Fortunately, Cheng Shuo looked like he was about to die after drinking. He didn't speak or acted drunkenly, which made Hu Ge relax a lot.

Under the night, it is peaceful and relaxing.

Hengdian was buzzing with insects in the summer. Although Hu Ge was carrying a corpse on his back, he had not felt so relaxed for a long time.

"Dingling bell~"

The cell phone rang, Hu Ge stopped and touched his pocket.

Not your own?

He turned his head and touched Cheng Shuo's trouser pocket.

It was indeed his phone number, and the caller ID showed only a lonely Liu.

"Liu? Liu Dehua?"

Cheng Shuo's work calls are always handed over to his assistant Xiao Qing. Those who can call Cheng Shuo are either very important or very unimportant.

Seeing his drunken and hazy look, Hu Ge asked, "Do you want to answer the phone?"

Seeing that he didn't respond: "If you don't say anything, I'll pick it up."

As soon as he pressed the phone, a barrage of sounds came from the other end of the phone.

"Cheng Shuo, I've also received an invitation from Madame Tussauds. Do you want to go with me when I'm modeling my face? By the way, I've received a watch endorsement deal. Your hands are bare. Do you have any of them?

Also send me the script of the TV series. Don’t you want to talk about youth themes?

I have lost five pounds this week, and there is absolutely no problem. Since it is an idol drama, can I wear glasses when filming? I feel that my eyesight has declined recently. Is there a kissing scene?

Don’t think too much, I don’t want to in my heart, but it’s not unacceptable in order to achieve a better effect..."

She had a lot to say and wanted to share it, but she muttered it for a long time before she finally took a breath.

Listening to Cheng Shuo on the other side of the phone who didn't reply for a long time, she suddenly became a little frustrated, "Did I talk too much? How are you? I heard that the filming of "The Golden Tribulation" has been completed. I didn't make it this time. Next time

Second-rate..."

Another series of psychological activities made Hu Ge feel dizzy, and Liu Yiqian didn't even spare a word, so he couldn't get in a word.

Having finally found the gap where she paused, Hu Ge quickly said, "Cheng Shuo is asleep."

Liu Yiqian on the other end of the phone was not shy, but instead raised her voice a few tunes, as if she had caught the mistress, "Who are you?"

Hu Ge felt helpless for a while: "I am your brother Xiaoyao."

"oh."

Liu Yiqian tilted her head, as if to confirm that Hu Ge was not in Cheng Shuo's orientation, and then she said with a slight panic as if she had been caught in an underground love affair: "Oh, Old Hu..."

Hu Ge rolled his eyes, "He's drunk."

"He can't drink!"

Hu Ge covered his forehead, and Liu Yiqian's tone sounded like her husband was questioning him after he was drunk by a bunch of friends when he went out to socialize.

"I don't know either. He just drank a glass of beer and poured it down. Before Lao Li even put down his beer, he was about to die."

Liu Yiqian breathed a sigh of relief, "One cup, then it's okay."

Hearing the speaker let out a long sigh of relief, Hu Ge also breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Just as she was about to ask a question, Liu Yiqian came back with a threatening tone on the phone, "You haven't heard anything today."

"I know, I know."

"Let him call me back when he wakes up."

"Okay, then..."

"All--"

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Hu Ge put down the phone and said, "How rude."

He shook his head and tried to put the phone back into Cheng Shuo's pocket, but the ring rang again.

"Is it over yet?"

Picking up one is picking up, picking up two is picking up.

I looked at the caller ID, and there was another lone Yang character.

Hu Ge secretly spat at Cheng Shuo, "It's easy for you. Let's see how you can tell two people with the same surname in the future."

With no more baggage in his heart, Hu Ge picked it up easily. This time he reacted very quickly and said before the other person could speak: "I'm Hu Ge."

"Oh? Lao Hu."

Yang Mi's frivolous voice came from the phone.

"Yang Mi?"

"Oh, you are shouting so lively."

Hu Ge was not as relaxed as she was. He leaned Cheng Shuo on the shoulder of the road and asked, "What's the matter?"

There was a burst of snickering from Yang Mi: "Why, your entire company has been attacked by Cheng Shuo? I think so, from Cai Yinong to Liu Shishi, you are all surrounding him."

"Then what business do you have with him?"

Hu Ge's words immediately made Yang Miqiang choke. It seemed that when he said this, he was also one of the people surrounding Cheng Shuo.

His tone was dissatisfied: "Let him answer the phone."

Hu Ge glanced at Cheng Shuo: "He drank too much."

"Should!"

Yang Mi's tone was so cheerful that Hu Ge couldn't distinguish the relationship between the two for a while, "When he wakes up, can I explain it to you?"

"That's okay. I'll make an appointment with him for a play."

"A play date?" Hu Ge's tone also became more formal, "What play?"

"The script of a youthful and fashionable urban movie is still being polished, but the author has finally contacted actors."

Hu Ge grasped the key point from her words, "Author? Isn't he the director?"

"As an author and a director, "Tiny Times" is originally a novel."

Hu Ge was a little hesitant, "A writer switches careers and becomes a director?"

There is a precedent for this matter. Xue Xiaolu, a gold medal screenwriter, filmed "Ocean Paradise" across industries, and it has a good reputation.

Before taking the camera, she had been practicing in this industry for many years. In her early years, she even wrote books such as "Don't Talk to Strangers".

But after all, she writes as a script writer rather than a novel writer, so there are still some barriers between the two.

Anyway, it doesn't sound very reliable.

Hearing the doubts in Hu Ge's mouth, Yang Mi didn't take it to heart, "Just paraphrase it for me. The script has been sent to his email."

"That's it." Yang Mi said very freely.

But after Hu Ge said hello, her tone became hesitant again.

"Make soup with bean sprouts, green onion and ginger...forget it, it would be better if he died."

"All--"

Hu Ge looked at the phone and then at Cheng Shuo, becoming even more confused about the relationship between the two.

Wanting to return the phone to its original position, Hu Ge suddenly felt itchy on his arm.

He scratched it subconsciously, and when he took a quick look, he saw that there were already four or five more bags on his arm.

Summer in Hengdian is indeed relaxing, but there are too many mosquitoes, right?

I looked up at the streetlight and saw countless mosquitoes swarming around it on three levels inside and three outside.

Cheng Shuo was wearing a long-sleeved coat and was not bothered by mosquitoes at all.

Hu Ge looked at his arm and then at Cheng Shuo, feeling a sense of imbalance in his heart.

He took off his clothes and put them on himself. Hugo suddenly felt safe, and even his arms were no longer itchy.

Stopping the action of putting the phone back into Cheng Shuo's trouser pocket, Hu Ge entered Cheng Shuo's well-known power-on password 0530, sat side by side with Cheng Shuo on the shoulder of the road, and turned on the camera.

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"Kacha!"

Log into Cheng Shuo's Weibo and post this scene with text.

[Bring Elder Tang to donate blood]

He had a smile on his face when he sent this message, but when he saw the reply below, his face suddenly darkened.

"Why are you wearing Cheng Shuo's clothes? You are so sexy."

"The black bear spirit stole Elder Tang's cassock again!"