Chapter 133 After Drinking... (Please subscribe and vote monthly!)
It's eight o'clock the next morning.
Lin Zheng suddenly woke up. His upper body seemed to be equipped with springs. He did a sit-up and stood up straight.
Looking to the left and right, I found that I was sleeping on the bed. I breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then frowned for a moment.
Wait! What's going on?
It feels like I shouldn't be here!
The hangover from last night still made him feel a little dizzy.
He blinked hard and shook his head, and those memories came back one after another.
Sister Zhang came to see me, we drank, and then I passed out drunk...and then...why did I end up in bed?
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately opened the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the clothes on his body were still intact.
Fortunately, there was no drunken sex.
But then, another doubt followed.
Where is Zhang Xirou? Where is Sister Zhang?
It was already dark at that time, so she wouldn't have run back overnight, right?
Lin Zheng quickly got out of bed and started looking around the three-bedroom house.
But after searching every corner of the room, I didn't see that familiar figure.
On the contrary, all the empty bottles that I drank from yesterday disappeared, and the unopened wine was neatly placed by the wall.
The windows in the living room were also open, allowing the strong smell of alcohol to dissipate long ago.
Black Cat Xiaomi also seemed to hear the noise, opened the door of the study and walked out of it.
He trotted up to Lin Zheng, sniffing around, looking left and right, with a curious look on his face.
Lin Zheng glanced at Xiaomi and couldn't help but ask: "Where was the sister at home last night?"
Xiaomi widened her innocent eyes, looked at him pitifully, and shook her head.
"Hiss... tut!"
Lin Zheng patted his forehead: "Drinking will cause trouble."
But at this moment, Xiaomi's nose twitched, and then she suddenly took steps, jumped onto the sofa, stopped in the middle, and kept tapping with her front paws.
Lin Zheng looked at it for a while and finally understood what the other party meant: "You mean, that sister, has stayed here?"
Xiaomi nodded.
"Then what?" Lin Zheng continued to ask.
The little black cat continued to wiggle its nose, then trotted all the way, leading Lin Zheng into his bedroom, and continued to pat the huge double bed with its front paws.
Lin Zheng thought for a moment: "I was so drunk last night. She must have sent me here. It's normal."
He looked at Xiaomi and asked, "What next?"
Xiaomi ran out again and stopped on the sofa again.
"Then you came to the sofa again?"
"Then...went out again?"
"Then there is no more?"
Lin Zheng roughly understood Zhang Xirou's movement trajectory from Xiaomi's instructions.
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't make any sense.
He still didn't know how long Zhang Xirou had been staying somewhere, nor when he left.
"I can never drink again." Lin Zheng rubbed his temples.
He had indeed enjoyed this kind of intoxicating feeling for a while in his previous life.
But now, after traveling through time and living well for a period of time, he has become extremely repelled!
With good physical fitness and fifty years of skill, he has more or less recovered from the hangover.
Then, think of the most important thing yesterday.
The fate of his new movie "The Mansion" is still uncertain.
And he even turned off his cell phone!
Lin Zheng immediately followed his memory to the living room and found the turned off mobile phone on the coffee table.
Turn on your phone.
"Ding ding!"
"Ding ding!"
"Ding ding!"
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
…
A series of message reminders popped up one after another, along with dozens of notification messages for missed calls.
He first clicked on the text message and read it.
Liang Chi, Teacher Chen, Lin Manyu, Zhou Xinyi, Mei Jixing, Li Changsheng, Cao Desheng, and even Luo Hong.
There are also several unknown phone numbers.
They were all called after yesterday evening.
Looking at these missed calls, Lin Zheng's mood became increasingly bitter.
His first reaction was that these calls were all specially made to comfort him.
"well……"
Lin Zheng shook his head, sighed, and was about to open the chat software to see if there were any unread messages.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang again.
Another unfamiliar number.
"Isn't it a message notifying me that my movie has been removed from the shelves?"
Lin Zheng thought to himself, hesitated for two seconds, and finally connected the phone.
"Hello, we are the staff of the online theater operation department. Is this Director Lin Zheng?"
An indifferent, cold, distant voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lin Zheng's lips curved into a bitter smile.
Sure enough, it’s still coming.
He took a deep breath and decided to face it bravely: "Yes, I am Lin Zheng, please tell me."
"Hello Director Lin Zheng, your movie "Mansion" will be recommended as a "Hot Airborne" on the homepage of our website at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
However, getting on this recommendation requires a banner close-up.
However, we have checked that this item does not exist in the movie-related information you uploaded, so we are hereby calling to notify you.
Please upload it as soon as possible. Of course, if it is not convenient, we can also help make it, but maybe the quality will not satisfy you absolutely."
Lin Zheng didn't know if it was his imagination, but suddenly he felt that the staff member's voice had become sweet, pleasant, melodious, and even kind!
Once you hear it, you can't help but want to get close to it.
But what's more important is what the other person said on the phone.
Lin Zheng was silent for a long time, and then asked tentatively: "Fiery airborne?"
"Yes!" the operator said sweetly.
"In other words, my movie has not been blocked?"
"Yes, Director Lin Zheng, your movie is not in danger of being banned, and its box office performance is very outstanding, so it has been recommended by us.
Maybe you don’t know much about the rules for hot airdrop recommendation seats in our online cinema, so let me introduce them to you.
Our online theaters are very popular in recommending spots, and only if the box office of the movie on the first day reaches more than 500,000, and ranks first in the same period, can we get the position..."
Lin Zheng didn't listen at all to what the other party said later.
At this time, he could no longer suppress the joy in his chest. He clenched his fists tightly, suppressed his blush, and swung his arms wildly with force.
If he hadn't been worried that his neighbors would be complained by disturbing others early in the morning, he might have just shouted out.
There is no danger of being banned! I also got a hot airborne recommendation position!
How could he not know about Fiery Airborne?
Just because I know that he is a very awesome person, it is almost impossible for me to get a recommendation position.
That's why he didn't do such fancy stuff.
But now... the movie that was about to be banned suddenly got a hot recommendation.
What does this mean?
You know, online theaters have always been very cowardly. As long as there is something wrong with a certain movie, they will take the initiative to block it before the review department even says anything.
In order to avoid being investigated and found out, it will be on your own head and suffer disaster for nothing.
And now, such a bold arrangement by the online theater has fully proved that "The Mansion of Hell" is completely safe!
Lin Zhizhang calmed down with great difficulty, and there was a look of deep doubt on his face.
What happened?
Why did there suddenly be such a big change?
Before he turned off his mobile phone yesterday, the public opinion on the Internet seemed that "The Mansion" would be blocked in any minute, which almost made him depressed.
Why did I drink some wine and sleep all night, but nothing happened!
Does drinking have such miraculous effects?
Lin Zheng was puzzled.
At this time, the staff on the other end of the phone also finished explaining the causes and consequences of the recommended position of "Fiery Airborne".
And repeated the original question, banner!
"Please help me make the banner. I might have some trouble here..."
Lin Zheng answered immediately.
Logically speaking, this kind of thing must be prepared by the film team themselves.
How could a professional film team not prepare 180 posters and photos for promotion?
Only a small director like Lin Zheng, who is used to being on the street, has never thought about this.
Now, if he wanted to do it himself, it would be a bit troublesome. He would need to find a specialized team and find new clothes and so on.
It's too late to do post-production after filming.
It's better to let the online cinema do it for you. As for the quality, we can only put it aside, as long as it is enough.
And more importantly, he must now know what exactly happened yesterday!
Lin Zheng informed the other party, then hung up the phone and immediately opened the chat software on his mobile phone.
After reading everyone and the messages in the work group one by one.
Lin Zheng finally figured out everything that happened yesterday!
I have to say that those things were too magical, too amazing, and too coincidental.
Even Lin Zheng, who is very self-aware of himself.
After reading it, my eyes widened immediately and I fell into sluggish thinking. I couldn't react for a long time.
Until I heard the sound of the key entering the door.
Lin Zheng turned around and saw Zhang Xirou walking in from the door. She was still wearing the same sportswear and baseball cap as yesterday. There was a slight drop of sweat on her face, as if she had just exercised.
After she walked into the living room, Lin Zhengcai saw again that she was holding a large bag of breakfast in her hand.
Steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, soy milk and steamed buns, you name it.
Immediately, Lin Zheng came to his senses completely, looked at Zhang Xirou, and asked excitedly: "Do you know what happened yesterday?"
"Then, this is for you." Zhang Xirou put the breakfast on the table and asked doubtfully, "What happened?"
"Our movie has not been blocked!"
Lin Zheng's tone was extremely serious: "On the contrary, that "Sweet Beat" was banned!
Then, the celebrity who reported me, Lu Lun, was investigated for tax evasion and went in!
Then, there was a super rich boss who said that he was responsible for my box office sales, or that he did it on his own initiative, and he also wanted to treat me to dinner!
And then, our movie got a huge recommendation!"
Lin Zheng's tone became more and more excited every time, and the good news became better and better every time.
After hearing this, Zhang Xirou immediately frowned, and then, under Lin Zheng's expectant eyes, she nodded sincerely: "That's good."
That's good?
So bland?
It’s so disrespectful!
Lin Zheng's face wrinkled up, he glanced sideways at Zhang Xirou, returned to the sofa, sat down, and began to reply one by one to the messages he had not replied to yesterday.
He never showed up, which made his friends worried.
Li Changsheng and others were okay, they sent some words of relief and asked him to reply after seeing the message.
On the other hand, the people in the crew were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
I even wondered if he had done something unthinkable.
If you don't reply again.
Maybe after a while, Liang Chi and others will also come to his house.
Zhang Xirou did not react to Lin Zheng's eyes, but simply said, "Eat quickly, don't let it get cold."
Then I went straight to the bathroom to wash my face.
The little wine she drank last night was not enough to disrupt her biological clock.
After sending Lin Zheng back to the bedroom, he didn't stay long, but he didn't leave directly to go home either.
Instead, we spent the night on the sofa.
And I woke up at six o'clock in the morning and went out to buy toiletries.
After washing up, I took my keys and went out to exercise. I finished my breakfast and brought it back to Lin Zheng.
Although I didn't see it all with my own eyes.
But when Lin Zheng saw Zhang Xirou walking in from the door just now, still holding breakfast in her hand.
I have roughly guessed it.
He looked at the back of Zhang Xirou walking towards the bathroom, and then looked at the breakfast on the table.
Suddenly I felt that if the two of them could get up early together, practice together, and eat together.
It seems pretty good, after all, they have similar living habits and similar occupations.
At least, when I encounter this kind of bad mood again, I have someone to talk to.
The pace of these two chapters has been slowed down a bit, and the relationship between the male and female protagonists is daily promoted.
Tomorrow I will sort out the follow-up details and start a new round of sprint!
I hope the big guys can see that I have worked hard and racked my brains to export the manuscript, and cast a small monthly vote.