Chapter 265 Your existence itself is a kind of help
Chapter 265 Your existence itself is a help
Author: Jiufangyu
Others did not notice their movements, or they deliberately controlled themselves not to pay attention to them, and they all spoke and drank wine, and their voices were not low.
They were really like fish that were sneaking away at a meeting.
Zhong Jiuyin's hand was pressed on Yan Cheng's thigh. After struggling for a while, he pressed against his thighs and stopped moving. He whispered: "Does Yuan Yi not be able to bear it and hold the hand? How embarrassed?"
Yan Cheng held her hand tightly and continued to say coldly: "Why should we consider his feelings when we hold hands?"
She was slightly frightened: "When did you become so careless?"
I used to kiss and found a safe and quiet space without anyone else, for fear of being seen by others. I pushed my hands around, but now I look open and not afraid of other people's eyes.
"It has nothing to do with being particular about it." Yan Cheng grabbed a shrimp with his right hand and put it in her bowl.
Taking advantage of the growing louder and louder statements from the directors on the opposite side, he said: "It's normal for us to hold hands. Even if he doesn't see it today, he will see it tomorrow. Why should we consider it?"
"Don't say that it's so full, aren't you going to fly away again tomorrow?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
He turned his head and stared at her, feeling that he shouldn't have shrimps, but a smelly broccoli that should have been blocked by blocking her mouth.
Is this the point in his words?
Yan Cheng was also a little chest tightness.
When she was serious, he felt a little thrilled, and when she was not serious, his temple was a little thrilled. In short, there may be only two hours of the twenty-four hours we spent together, which is a health state without sudden illness.
Zhong Jiuyin met his numb eyes, blinked, pinched his finger with his right hand, and grabbed a vegetable for him with his left hand.
I originally wanted to feed him directly, but when the dish was lifted in the air, she realized that there were other people there and could not be so arrogant, so she turned around and put the dish in his bowl halfway.
Yan Cheng looked at the cold bitter chrysanthemum and felt that something was wrong with her. She finally gave up the wild operation and could consider the occasion, but he was a little regretful.
The director and Ai Yuanyuan finished speaking with tears in his mouth, and walked to Yan Cheng with wine.
The two of them quickly loosened their hands that had been tightly clenched, and Yan Cheng also raised his glass to stand up.
The lights in the private room were not very bright and there was a tablecloth blocking them, so no one should have seen their little movements.
Zhong Jiuyin poured wine into his glass and heard the director's choked voice saying thank you to Yan Cheng.
This show was basically revitalized by Yan Cheng's fame, and most of the subsequent investments were also attracted by his appeal.
So the director thanked him from the bottom of his heart, and said it very excitedly. When he was drunk, he turned red and his neck thick.
Yan Cheng calmly communicated with the director, and at the end he started drinking.
He was not rough at all when drinking, and his movements were neither fast nor slow and elegant, making people feel that alcoholic would only leave a few shallow marks on his lips, which would soon dissipate and not smell bad.
After tribute to him, it was Zhong Jiuyin's turn.
She stood up with a glass of wine, touched the director's cup first, and with a jingle, everyone's eyes in the private room looked at her.
"I should say thank you, director, please listen."
"The program team was really a timely help for me at that time. I was lying in the hospital at that time. The agent in the past told me that if I still couldn't be popular after taking on this variety show, I would ask me to quit as soon as possible.
lock up."
At that time, "Infinite Variety Show" was just a transparent variety show that was destined to be a failure. It was impossible for a 36-line artist who was confused about the center of the earth to become popular with this show.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Guo Mingli said that at the beginning was just a hypocritical concern, and he wanted her to leave the circle.
"But this show happened to be popular, and I was able to come out of my past state to welcome my new work career, so I am very grateful to the program team."
After saying that, Zhong Jiuyin raised her head and drank a glass of wine, poured a second glass.
The posture of drinking wine is even more heroic than the director who is already on the top, and Yan Cheng's eyes twitched.
The director didn't have time to express a sensational word like he did to Ai Yuanyuan and the others just now. He didn't even open his mouth and saw that she was bored. He could only follow her bored and said quickly:
"We didn't do anything. I really have to thank Yan Cheng and yourself. Your sense of variety shows has brought more than half of the effect of the show..."
The two people blew each other in a full range of emotions.
The director is an old fried dough at the dinner party. It’s not surprising that he can play so much. What’s strange is that Zhong Jiuyin has been riding through the world for thirty years at a young age. Thank you for drinking it once, and the movements are very refreshing.
The director couldn't stand it, so he quickly pulled the topic to another great benefactor.
Then Zhong Jiuyin's wine glass was aimed at Yan Cheng.
She added another full glass of wine. Yan Cheng wanted to pull her hand away and let her not pour so much, but she avoided it.
"...Don't drink that much." He got drunk and pulled him to brag.
Zhong Jiuyin waved his hand: "It's okay."
There are no ambiguous words, but you can just tell a little difference. The eyes of the others were circling on the two of them, only Yuan Yi lowered his head halfway and couldn't see his expression clearly.
Zhong Jiuyin raised his cup and touched Yan Cheng's, looked at him frankly and said, "The second person I thank is you, Brother Yan Cheng."
Yan Cheng's lips curled up and he couldn't help but smile.
Maybe since they were together, she rarely called him Yan Cheng on the show, and she just called him the name directly.
Now when I hear such a formal name, I feel weird.
"What are you thanking? What you get is what you deserve."
Zhong Jiuyin shook her head: "Your existence itself is a kind of help. From the car accident, to the invitation from the show, to the rescue of the show on the field, everything during that period can be regarded as my life.
Turning point.”
"In my friend's words, maybe my previous misfortune was to accumulate luck and meet you on the show to repay your kindness."
She said this to him only an hour ago, but this sentence is much more serious.
After saying that, she drank another glass of wine with her hands holding the cup and signaled that she had finished drinking.
Yan Cheng took a look at the very small details.
He also drank a glass of wine, then reached out to help her behind her and sat down with her.
The uncovered care at all is enough to show their true relationship.
The director looked at them with kindness and gratification, and encouraged Zhong Jiuyin as an elder, and was very optimistic about her development inside and outside.
Zhong Jiuyin accepted the praise and encouragement in full. When Ai Yuanyuan answered the words and praised her, she slipped over and had a drink with the three of them.
Ai Yuanyuan has a good alcohol tolerance, but Liang Zhi cannot. After a glass of wine, his face turned red like a monkey's butt, and his glasses were all false.
She remembered the rumors that Yan Cheng told her, saying that Liang Zhi had something to do with the beautiful Miss Wan, but he couldn't imagine that he was like this. He looked more like a little pitiful person who was easily drunk and gave to others to tease.
She whispered a few words in her heart, then raised her eyebrows and turned to the third person.
Yuan Yi was too silent tonight, but when the two people clinked their wine glasses, he still smiled and wished her seriously: "Sister Yin, the future is bright."