Chapter 77 Waltz of Love

After filming in the afternoon, Song Yi invited everyone to have a meal together in the evening and talked about the data from the premiere. The response was very good and I hope everyone will keep up the good work.

During the meal, Tang Wanqing secretly sent a message to Song Yi.

[Qingtian: What are you doing after dinner?]

Feeling the vibration of his cell phone in his pocket, Song Yi picked it up and took a look at it, then glanced at Tang Wanqing inadvertently.

[The dream of 900 million girls: Go back to the room, watch TV, and sleep.]

[Sunny: That’s so boring, why don’t we go shopping later.]

shop?

Song Yi refused without even thinking.

Only a fool would agree to go shopping with a woman!

[The dream of 900 million girls: If you don’t want to go, if you want to go, you go with Xiao Tao. 】

[Sunny day: Xiaotao has something to do and can’t go.]

[The dream of 900 million girls: What could happen to her? 】

[Qingtian: Are you her boss, or am I her boss? If I say she has something to do, she will have something to do. 】

[The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Girls: Anyway, even if you talk about breaking the sky, I won’t go. 】

Zhang Jianzhong looked at Song Yi who was playing on the phone next to him and said jokingly: "Screenwriter Song, who are you chatting with? You are so attentive?"

"No, the company's matters have been dealt with."

Song Yi put away his phone, smiled awkwardly, raised his glass and said, "Director Zhang, I'd like to toast you, thank you for your hard work."

"To be honest, the pressure of filming and broadcasting here is really high."

He smiled and said: "Fortunately, the main actors we are looking for this time are all emerging actors. Otherwise, who would have so many schedules and would be stationed at the studio waiting for filming."

"Next time you come to me with a script, I won't do this again."

"I would like to find you, but if the script doesn't appeal to you, you won't come even if I look for you."

"That's true, I'm very picky about scripts."

Director Zhang sighed: "Although this is your first time writing a script, I can see that you are a capable young man. You will definitely write better scripts in the future and have your own place in the film and television industry."

"Then thank you Director Zhang for your kind words."

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Half an hour later.

After finishing the meal, Song Yi followed Tang Wanqing out.

As for the reason, it is difficult to say.

Alas, I am still a soft-hearted man after all.

In the snack street of Yanjing, Tang Wanqing looked at the depressed Song Yi next to her with satisfaction, handed him a bunch of candied haws on a stick, and said with a smile: "The capital is out, be happy, come and eat a bunch of candied haws on a stick."

"Of course you are happy, it's not you who is carrying the things anyway." Song Yi held the shopping bag with one hand, took it over with the other, and ate one.

"Hiss~"

As soon as Song Yi took it into his mouth, he grinned, and all the facial features on his face were squeezed together in pain.

This candied haws looks sweet on the surface, but that’s because it’s coated with a layer of sugar. When you bite through the hawthorn, it tastes sour and refreshing.

He swore that this was the sourest candied haws he had ever tasted.

"Is it that sour? The boss clearly said it's very sweet." Tang Wanqing hadn't eaten the one in her hand yet. After seeing Song Yi's look, she asked doubtfully.

"sweet?"

Song Yi said angrily: "Don't you know if you try it yourself?"

"Forget it, haha."

Tang Wanqing gave up decisively, she was not stupid.

Song Yi said speechlessly: "It's all your fault, and you still laugh?"

"I'm not smiling."

"Haha, do you know that the corners of your mouth when you smiled just now were so high that they reached the sky?"

"Oh, I'll be more careful next time."

Tang Wanqing said: "By the way, you will give us all the money to buy snacks next."

"Why me?"

"Because we have love funds."

After hearing this, Song Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Please note that it is my love fund and has nothing to do with you. You are not my real girlfriend."

"Although it's not true, at least it's because of me that you got so much extra money."

Tang Wanqing asked, "Do you think what I said is right?"

"."Song Yi.

Tang Wanqing chuckled and said: "So, as a collaborator, it is reasonable and reasonable for me to occasionally spend a little love money on my behalf."

"."Song Yi.

"Besides, you have received love funds for two months in my name, but you haven't spent a penny on me, right?"

Song Yi was not convinced by this point.

He retorted: "What you said is heartless. Why didn't I spend it on you? When you went to the skating rink in the middle of the night, was it the money I gave you?"

"But I taught you how to skate, and that doesn't count as the coaching fee."

"That's okay!"

Song Yi then gave another example: "Is that finally the birthday gift I gave you last time? Do you know that in order to record that piano music for you, I asked someone to find a pianist, which cost a lot of money?

money.”

"Yeah?"

Tang Wanqing heard about the birthday gift and asked curiously: "How much did you spend?"

Song Yi stretched out a palm.

"500?"

"no."

"5000?"

"No."

Tang Wanqing asked tentatively: "You won't tell me that you spent 50,000, right?"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right!"

"."

This young master really doesn't take money as money.

Although he spent the money for himself, Tang Wanqing still felt a little distressed after hearing this.

While the two were eating snacks and chatting, they came to a square unknowingly.

At this moment, a group of old ladies and old men in the square are dancing "Waltz of Love".

Song Yi was a little surprised.

I didn’t expect that this song actually exists in this world.

Seeing this, Tang Wanqing on the side became a little excited and eager to give it a try.

"Song Yi, how about the two of us dance a waltz?"

"I can't dance."

"It's okay. I'll teach you. It's very simple. You can learn it once you learn it."

Song Yi smiled and shook his head: "You said the same thing last time when you taught me how to skate, and my butt almost blossomed."

"It was an accident last time, but this time it's true. I guarantee you'll learn it right away."

"Forget it, I know what I'm capable of."

Song Yi directly found an empty chair on the sidelines and sat down: "If you want to dance, just dance by yourself. I'll just watch you dance."

"Okay then, I'll dance by myself."

When Tang Wanqing saw this, she gave up on Song Yi and ran over excitedly when the music was about to start.

After graduating from school, she hasn't danced for a long time.
To be continued...