MTL - Pat Me Please-Chapter 52

The news of the signing of Three Sounds Studio was announced, but there was no Xiang Wan.

Xiang Wan was prepared for a long time ago, so he was not very disappointed, but Yu Zhou was a little worried about her, so he specially bought vegetables and came back to cook for Xiang Wan.

Ms. Zhao didn't leave for a few days, but the house was so quiet that it seemed that 300 ducks had been cleaned up.

So much so that when the two of them sat at the dining table, they both felt that the sound of grilling rice was a little loud.

After lunch, Yu Zhou took a look on Weibo. Because Xiang Wan had several characters and was pretty, she gradually accumulated fans, but her comment section was always full of eccentricities, sometimes in private messages.

Xiang Wan is not very good at distinguishing between yin and yang, so Yu Zhou will go to help her black out in advance.

Blocking is not a very good method. Someone posted a screenshot to the bottom of Wan Weibo, "The number of bloggers blocked this month > 3, please speak carefully", and then laughed at her glass heart.

Xiang Wan asked Yu Zhou: "What is a glass heart?"

Yu Zhou said, "It just means that your heart is like glass."

"That's a compliment to me." Xiang Wan said with a smile. Crystal clear, pure and unadulterated, the glass is beautiful, she knows it.

"No," Yu Zhou looked at her smile and suddenly felt sad, "It means you are fragile and you have to listen well. Your heart is like glass, it will shatter with a click."

Xiang Wan thought about it, then shook his head: "I've never been heartbroken."

Yes, she hasn't had a broken heart, broken a defense, or done anything bad, but some people think she has. In other words, some people think that the person who posted the pajamas photo on the Internet, who was rumored to be wearing the clothes bought by Su Sing, who has a pure appearance but has bad eyes, is Xiang Wanyou.

She also doesn't like to post on Weibo, so like Su Chang, she has lived thousands of times in other people's imaginations and rumors. The difference is that she is not living as well as Su Chang.

However, maybe only Yu Zhou knew that she was still working hard to survive.

Yu Zhou put down his phone and said, "I finished the essay I wrote when I first signed the contract. The grades are not bad, and I can make a small sum of money. Hehe, I plan to write a long article later."

"The script that your club asked me to write, I got out the first draft, please give me a look first, because I haven't heard too many dramas from your club, I don't know if they like this style or not."

"For example, I usually put it behind the second and third acts, but some clubs like to put it at the beginning."

"Okay." Xiang Wan stood up and answered her.

Yu Zhou lowered his head to think about it, as if he had forgotten something, when he looked up again, Xiang Wan was still standing.

His body swayed, and his face turned a little pale.

"You...what's the matter with you?" Yu Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

Xiang Wan frowned, supported her convulsed abdomen, and took a step forward. Yu Zhou looked down and saw a large pool of bright red blood wet her pajama pants, coming menacingly.

Xiang Wan's aunt came here, and there were an unusual number of them. Yu Zhou taught her to use safety pants, but he changed three pairs in an hour.

Seeing that her face was getting paler and paler, Yu Zhou was afraid that she would not be able to take it anymore, so he asked her to lie on the bed, rummaged through the box to find brown sugar, and boiled brown sugar water for her.

She suddenly remembered when she was cooking **** soup, she thought Xiang Wan would go back, but before she knew it, it had been a few months and the weather was getting colder.

There has never been such a heavy rainstorm again, and Xiang Wan's menstrual period has proved that she has adapted to the ups and downs of modern times, and she is completely modern.

It made her feel even more emotional than the notice she received two days ago to get the account.

Yu Zhou carried brown sugar water into Xiang Wan's second bedroom. She sat on the bed with her back against the head of the bed, answering text messages on her mobile phone.

She is still typing very slowly, and she writes by hand like the old aunt, but she heard that many people don't like listening to voice, so she tries to type as much as possible when communicating with people in the club.

Some people thought it took her a long time to reply, which was a bit arrogant, so she learned to use voice to text.

Yu Zhou put the brown sugar water on the bedside table: "It's still very hot, I'll drink it later, stop playing with your phone, take a good rest, I'm afraid you'll lose too much blood and faint later."

"If you faint, you must tell me, we will go to the hospital immediately to stop your bleeding."

"I haven't been here for a few months. When it comes suddenly, the volume must be larger, but don't worry, our current sanitary napkins are very absorbent and won't make a mess."

She had nothing to say, and tried to make Xiang Wan feel more relaxed.

Xiang Wan looked at her with a smile, her sickness made her look very weak, her face was flat, like a piece of white paper, her nose was particularly beautiful, delicate but not too upturned, a very delicate oriental beauty nose.

No, it should be said that her eyes, nose, mouth, and face are all very good-looking, and none of them are hip-pulls.

Now she is wearing a new milky white pajamas, with satin-like long black hair hanging on her sides, making her face small, quiet and soft.

She said: "Don't be busy, take a break and talk to me."

The little hoarse voice is very obedient, sweetness seeps out from the second half of the sentence like a baby.

So Yu Zhou sat next to her, stretched out his hand to smooth her quilt, and said to her: "Congratulations, Xiang Wanwan, it's the first time I'm here as an aunt, I'm an adult, I've settled down, and my household registration has just come down. How about I buy you a small cake tomorrow to celebrate your birthday?"

Xiang Wan likes to eat sweets, and when he heard this, a little candy filled his smiling eyes.

But she didn't cheer, she just smiled and said, "It's so distressing."

"? What are you worried about?"

"Should I choose the matcha flavor or the red bean flavor? I need to think all night."

Yu Zhou couldn't help but laugh: "Are you so troubled every time you order dessert?"

"No," she said with a smile, "you should be solemn about celebrating your birthday."

She seldom used such an old-fashioned tone, and when she spoke out suddenly, it seemed to be set in an ancient drama, with natural reverberation.

Yu Zhou couldn't understand it, but it wasn't easy to spoil the little girl's interest, so he perfunctory her: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Xiang Wan said to her again: "I also have the same thing to tell you."

"Please tell me." Yu Zhou imitated her.

"I took on the main role of a commercial drama, Instant Noodles. Each episode is only five minutes long, very short, and each episode has the same theme. It is an independent short story, so there is no regular number."

"No CP, the theme of the heroine's adventure, apart from me, the objects of cooperation in each issue are also different."

"Yeah." Yu Zhou listened carefully.

"I don't know when this drama will end. It depends on the response. If it is good, I will do more. The crew told me at first that when everything is over, they will settle the money with me according to the actual number of episodes. I don't know what to do. At that time, I didn’t know how to sign the contract.”

"I thought again that I needed some fixed income, so I told the crew that the weekly instant noodles would be shared with me. I don't have a large proportion, but I invest in voice, and the crew can save some upfront investment. "

"Wow." Yu Zhou was stunned, "Where did you come up with this?"

"I read some books and thought about it by myself. I was just talking about this matter. I'm a little sorry. I don't know if it's appropriate, but..."

She looked at Yu Zhou with frowning eyes, and said softly, "The crew agreed."

"Wow!" Yu Zhou felt that she was really amazing, in short, she was much more amazing than herself.

Wanting to rua her, holding her in circles, wanting to say that Xiang Wanwan is really number one in the universe, her sense of accomplishment suddenly rises to infinity, and the second soul is ignited again.

But Xiangwan looked at her, only smiled, and didn't make any movements. After a while, he reached out and took Yu Zhou's hand hanging by the bed, put it on the quilt in front of him, and gently touched her with his fingertips. Touched her fingers, a half-shake movement.

He scratched her palm again.

"What is this for?" Yu Zhou felt itchy, and wanted to shrink back.

Xiang Wan said softly: "Tell me, if I want to kiss, I can shake hands instead."

Yu Zhou was stunned, and made a quick calculation in his mind, so a gentle tug like this meant that Xiang Wan wanted to kiss her just now?

She was suddenly embarrassed, she put her hands there without moving, and looked at Xiang Wan not knowing what expression to use.

Then the innocent little girl pursed her lips and smiled, stared at her without looking sideways, pulled her fingertips to rotate slightly, and then grabbed her tightly.

He squeezed very hard, then let go.

Xiang Wan still looked at her, and used the hand that held her just now to pull the hair behind her ear.

Yu Zhou felt that his ears and eyes were blocked, and he was speechless.

"No, I, what I told you at the time didn't mean what I mean now." Yu Zhou stammered.

"What does that mean?" Xiang Wan asked softly.

In fact, there were a few times when she wanted to shake hands like this. For example, one morning when she saw Yu Zhou coming out of the bathroom and walking towards the living room, he **** his hair with his backhand. Looming in the halo.

But then there was no chance to reach out.

Yu Zhou looked at Xiang Wan, pursed his lips seriously, and was thinking in his heart, is that called "baby complex" or "imprinting behavior"? Refers to the newborn bird, it will regard the first person it sees as its closest person, like her and follow her, but this is not love.

She wasn't too sure about the theory and had to do a search.

Another more important thing is that she feels that when Xiang Wan grows up, if the commercial drama can really bring her a decent fixed income, then she has to move out.

Get in touch with more people, and then, recognize some illusions.