MTL - Pat Me Please-Chapter 34

Yu Zhou received a long list of likes, all from Peng Houzhi.

She even liked her 18-year Weibo.

what? archeology? She was unbelievable.

Send a WeChat message to Peng Yuzhi: "Director Peng, has your Weibo been stolen?"

Peng Houzhi quickly replied: "No."

Next entry: "I think you're awesome."

...Ah this.

This week has passed smoothly, and Yu Zhou is still a little unaccustomed to not listening to the shed. After all, she felt that she was also gilded by the professional atmosphere during the few days of listening to the shed. A good young man with a goal and willing to struggle.

Dang clang clang, as soon as twelve o'clock struck, Cinderella took off her crystal slipper, got off the pumpkin cart, and put on her dusty apron again.

Continue to be a salted fish.

It's probably the twelve o'clock bell to finish the dinner.

Yu Zhou seldom participated in this kind of dinner, and she didn't know whether she should be grand, but she found the most expensive ordinary T-shirt, went to the hairdresser to wash her hair, it was fragrant, and then painted Lower eyebrows and eyelashes.

As soon as she finished painting her eyelashes, she regretted it. Every time she painted her eyelashes, the eyelashes seemed to be under a heavy load, sticky and sticky, which made her sleepy immediately.

Speechless.

The clothes I wore to support the venue have not been sent to the dry cleaning, because the money was used to buy clothes for Xiang Wan, a loose suspender skirt made of old yellow and a casual white casual outfit. I bought it on Taobao for only 130 yuan with free shipping. There are no materials and tailoring, but fortunately, Xiang Wan has a good temperament, which makes it sweet and slightly ancient.

In short, it is more eye-catching than wearing her ordinary T-shirt.

Xiang Wan let down her hair, blown it into a curl, put on a little powder, and wore a pair of flat shoes.

"You seem like a school belle," Yu Zhou said, "There's a bit of a sister's style, not a sister's style."

I don't know what kind of style the sister's style is, but she is very happy to change the style.

Dinner was set for 7 o'clock, at a Cantonese restaurant on Wugong Road, which was a bit high-end. When checking the route, he glanced at the per capita, which made Yu Zhou fall into deep thought.

Contemplating whether the CV industry is full of rich second generations.

The two got off the taxi, stepped up a few steps, and were welcomed in by the waiter. Their faces were cool and fragrant. The decoration inside was a bit of Cantonese style. There were several mahjong-shaped decorations hanging from the roof, and on the other side were seafood dripping with water. In the area, what kind of big crabs and big lobsters are swaying in it.

Seeing mahjong, Yu Zhou was kind, followed Xiang Wan to the box, and directed her to look up, and asked them if Li Chao had mahjong, and someday he would take her to play a couple of rounds.

The newcomers are all lucky, and with her guidance, they will definitely be able to dominate the poker table.

Pushing open the door of the box, there is an antique large round table, dark red, in the style of a small suite, next to it is a sofa and a coffee table, and there is a large screen playing a few Cantonese songs.

"Starting from this minute, remembering the spring breeze and autumn rain, it will take half a year for me to slowly lose my heart for you..."

No way, Yu Zhou thinks it's a bit funny. After finishing the dinner, he will play a bitter love song whenever he comes up.

Peng Yuzhi was sitting in the middle of the sofa, wearing a red slim pleated skirt, very coquettishly dressed.

Only she, Zhou Ling, and Gu Qi arrived. The three of them were gossiping. When they looked up, they saw Yu Zhou, who looked at her with a smile.

Yu Zhou's scalp was a little numb, she didn't know if she had read it wrong, but Peng Houzhi's eyes showed... admiration and affirmation?

"Come on, Congee." She called her nickname "Congee Congee", which was also a WeChat name, which seemed much more intimate.

Yu Zhou pulled Xiangwan and sat down on the sofa, feeling a little bit on pins and needles.

"Su Chang hasn't come yet." Peng Houzhi said with a gentle smile, "Wait for her for a while, okay?"

Hiss... okay? Do you talk like this in your daily life? Goosebumps on the right side of Yu Zhou's chin rose.

"Uh ok, it's okay, it's okay, I'm a bit stuck today." Yu Zhou spread his hands, touched his palms lightly, and wiped the sweat from his hands.

Then he turned his head and asked Xiang Wan: "Do you want to listen to any songs? There is a remote control here. It seems that you can choose."

Xiang Wan shook his head.

Peng Yuzhi suddenly poked his head over and asked Xiang Wan over her: "Wan Wan, I told Congee Congee, did she tell you?"

Without waiting for Xiang Ban to nod, she withdrew, took out a paper bag from behind, and handed it to Xiang Ban: "Here, see you off."

Xiang Wan thanked him very reservedly, and then brought it over.

Put it aside, put your hands on the rope, and take a look at Yu Zhou.

"It can be disassembled, it's okay, if you want to see it, take a look first." Yu Zhou almost felt like he was bringing a baby.

If it weren't for Xiang Wan's a little mature style today.

Xiang Wan took it out, and inside were two books, "Self-Cultivation of Voice Actors" and "Simplified and Traditional Chinese Dictionary", and a small gift box. She opened it, and inside was a small microphone-shaped badge keychain.

Xiang Wan spread the keychain in the palm of his hand, carefully looked at it in the palm of his hand, and then said to Peng Yuzhi hesitantly: "It's too precious."

"ah?"

Peng Houzhi leaned forward, but didn't react.

Not expensive... She bought this badge for more than 60 yuan.

Xiang Wan glanced at her again.

Peng Yuzhi withdrew his body, approached Yu Zhou, and whispered to her ear: "Wuwan why... looking at me like I gave her a family heirloom?"

Uh... Maybe in ancient times, the imitation enamel badges with such exquisite workmanship were all heirlooms.

"Put it away quickly." Yu Zhou whispered to her.

Xiang Wan nodded and put away what she thought was "jewelry".

During the conversation, the screenwriter and post-production came. They met for the first time, and they stood and greeted for a while, and then F and Qingshen came in arm in arm, looking like old acquaintances.

F is very talkative, with a small round face wearing round glasses, chubby, looking very pleasing to the eye. Jumped in and shouted: "The author is great!"

She felt that she and the author had been communicating on WeChat for several months, and they had become confidants. It was the first time they met, and they were very enthusiastic.

"Ahaha." Yu Zhou greeted with a stiff smile.

"This is?" F quickly shifted his attention, pushed his glasses, and looked at Xiang Wan next to him.

"Xiang Wan," Yu Zhou introduced, "I told you."

"I said it before, but I never said it was so beautiful." F wrinkled his nose and smiled.

It's amazing, Yu Zhou thinks it's amazing, the person chatting in the second dimension jumps into reality, there is a sense of distance that doesn't match the number, it's familiar but not familiar, it's strange but not unfamiliar, in short it's quite awkward.

She rarely has netizens, and her friends in life are all a few friends, so it is difficult to define the distance between netizens and deal with them decently.

Social phobia was about to happen, so she found an excuse to go to the bathroom. Xiang Ban was dragged to talk and did not accompany her. So she leaned against the wall and played with her mobile phone for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, she walked back and pushed open the door of the box.

It was still very lively, but everyone was already seated, including Su Chang who was belatedly arriving.

She should have just arrived, and she was leaning over to get a tissue. She was wearing a black shirt, with her white wrists protruding from the cuffs.

Yu Zhou looked around, there was an empty seat on Su Chang's left, and on the left was Peng Yuzhi, and Xiang Wan was sitting on Peng Yuzhi's left, looking up at her at the moment.

She instinctively wanted to sit next to Xiang Wan.

But Peng Yuzhi greeted: "Strange case, please sit down a bit, the table is so big that you don't have to sit so sparsely."

Gu Qian moved his seat and took the seat next to Xiang Wan.

Then Peng Yuzhi smiled at her: "Come here, Congee, sit next to me."

The vacant seat on Su Chang's left.

Yu Zhou nodded and went to sit down. When she passed by Su Chang, she smelled the familiar light scent of perfume. She glanced at it. Su Chang showed his legs today. He was wearing shorts that reached to the top of his thighs and a pair of short boots.

Seeing her take a seat, Su Chang shared with her the tissue he just took.

So she had nothing to say: "Did you just arrive?"

"Well, the road is a bit congested."

"Ooh."

"How did you get here?"

"Take a taxi."

"Next time," Su Chang wiped his hands with a paper towel, crossed his legs, "you can tell me, I'll take you along the way, and Xiang Wan."

Yu Zhou was stunned: "It seems that there will be no next time for this wrap-up dinner, right?"

Peng Yuzhi listened with pricked ears, wishing he could kick Su and sing.

"We should also have the second season." Peng Houzhi smiled and made a relief.

But... is it too early to make an appointment for the finale of the second season?

"Oh, okay." Yu Zhou shrunk his shoulders, feeling caught between the two of them, like a quail.

Uncle, why are you feeling restless for no reason.

She glanced at Xiang Wan, Xiang Wan met her eyes, glanced around among the three of them, and smiled with her eyes bent.

It's not embarrassing to eat. Yu Zhou said to himself.

After the food was served, it was indeed better, and everyone was talking and laughing in a good atmosphere. Peng Yuzhi put Xiang Wandan aside, feeling a little sorry, so he was very enthusiastic about her, and he was very diligent in serving dishes and talking about them.

Gu Qi'an beside him also liked the well-behaved Xiang Wan. Seeing that she liked to drink fruit wine, he poured her another glass.

Yu Zhou felt a little complicated when he saw Xiang Wan's vigor in both ways.

The main reason is that she is the person who has the weakest relationship with the crew here, and she got this treatment just by brushing her face, and she also has the style of Miss Prime Minister, which is quite useful.

"Xiang Wan," Yu Zhou whispered to her, "Drink less."

"This wine is very good." Xiang Wan said to her.

"Alright, don't drink too much, I can't get it back when I'm drunk." Yu Zhou lay down on the back of the chair, talking to Xiang Wan through Peng Houzhi with his face sideways.

Xiang Wan also leaned on the back of the chair, and handed her a glass: "Try it."

"I won't drink." Yu Zhou wanted to stay awake.

She turned back to Wan, pressed her lower lip, and took another sip, her eyes sparkling, the same color as the wine in the glass.

Peng Yanzhi leaned over, leaned against the table, reached out and nodded in front of Su Chang.

Hearing the sound, Su Chang raised his head, and Peng Houzhi's eyes circled around Xiang Wan and Yu Zhou.

Su Chang moistened his lips, resting his chopsticks on the bone plate.

Peng Houzhi gave her a hateful look, and withdrew his hand.

At the dinner table, Su Chang's cell phone lit up, and when he swiped open, Peng Houzhi sent a message: "I hate you like a log."

"Uncle wait."

"You're done."

Seeing Su Chang pondering for a moment, she stretched out her finger to reply to the message.

Peng Hou sat up straight and waited for her news. When he finally came over, Su Chang quoted the "Your uncle will wait" and replied "*just".

Hold! Peng Houzhi wanted to kill her.