I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

Ji Yu's bed is made of wood. It is unknown how many years it has been used. Sometimes when he turns over, it makes a creaking sound.

Ji Yu never cared about it before, because as long as the windows were closed, the noise was not particularly loud and would not disturb the neighbors.

Until tonight.

The creaking sound of the crib continued for a long time.

The moon outside the window was quietly hiding behind the branches, with fragments of moonlight jumping between the treetops. The sounds of various birds, beasts and insects gradually disappeared, and everything was silent.

After taking a shower, Ji Yu came back and lay on the bed to think about life.

His elbows and knees were a little red. He didn't feel anything at first, but when the hot water hit him in the shower, he felt a little stinging.

"Or, I'll go to your house later."

After a few seconds, Ji Yu came to this conclusion.

He didn't want to experience it a second time.

The bed in Yuan Shenghe's house is still comfortable, soft and big. Two people won't be too close to each other when lying on it, and there is cool air conditioning. It's simply a pleasure.

He was just too narrow-minded before. He didn't even enjoy such a good environment and insisted on letting Yuan Shenghe come to his shabby little house. In the end, he was the one who got hurt.

"No, I think it's great here." Yuan Shenghe's voice tonight was deeper than usual.

Ji Yu turned his head to look at him and saw that he looked contented with an indescribable satisfaction in his eyes. It turned out that he was not lying.

He finally confirmed that Yuan Shenghe really liked this bed.

Maybe he liked it last time, so he seemed so excited tonight.

"But I don't think it's good!" Ji Yu once again reaffirmed his determination not to rent a house any more. "The bed is too small. It's crowded and hot for two people to sleep on. It's easy to sweat. I don't like it."

Yuan Shenghe pondered and said, "I can buy a bigger wooden bed."

Ji Yu: “…”

Why emphasize wooden beds?

He felt that he had discovered some unknown habit of Yuan Sheng.

"Don't even think about it. My room can't hold it."

Yuan Shenghe looked around and realized that it was indeed impossible.

Ji Yu caught the regret in his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, Yuan Shenghe came up with a compromise.

"It's okay if you don't want to change it. If you feel hot, I'll ask someone to install an air conditioner tomorrow."

Ji Yu directly grabbed the pillow and threw it at his face. After a few seconds, he heard the man sighing helplessly and disappointedly.

The weather was not very good the next day.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky outside was gloomy. The dark clouds made people feel depressed, and the wind in the air was hot.

A few minutes later, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and Yunhai City was soon shrouded in a huge rain curtain.

Pedestrians hurriedly shielded themselves from the rain with their hands and ran away. Breakfast carts on both sides of the street also took shelter from the rain, complaining that the weather forecast was inaccurate again.

There happened to be some vegetables and lean meat left over from last night's hot pot in Ji Yu's refrigerator, so he cooked some vegetable and lean meat porridge. He and Yuan Shenghe each drank two or three bowls.

But when I went out, it was still raining heavily.

Yuan Shenghe told him not to take the subway to work today, but to drive the car to work. It just so happened that the car was brought back by them the night before and was parked in the parking lot downstairs in the community.

Ji Yu imagined what it would be like to drive in the rain, swallowed his saliva, and would have been lying if he said he was not afraid, but since he had his driver's license, he had to drive anyway, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

When they actually got on the road, the reality was still different from what they had imagined. If Yuan Shenghe hadn't been sitting next to him, he would have been even more nervous.

When he drove the car to the downstairs of Kaihuang Company, a large area of ​​his clothes on the back was wet, and others thought it was wet by the rain.

"I'll pick you up after get off work this afternoon." Yuan Shenghe moved to the driving seat.

"It depends on the situation. If it's too late to get off work, you shouldn't come."

In their industry, there is actually no exact working time. It all depends on when the artist finishes work. If the artist finishes in the middle of the night, the assistant must follow him all the time.

Yuan Shenghe didn't agree, but just said: "I'll call you in advance when the time comes."

"Okay, let's go in first."

Yuan Shenghe watched him go in before driving away.

When they arrived at the underground parking lot of Huasheng Group, the senior executives were all shocked when they saw him getting out of a domestic car.

Because of this incident, a craze for driving domestic cars started in the company.

For a period of time, almost all senior executives of the company switched to driving domestic cars, which boosted the sales of domestic cars.

Today is Hou Bei's audition day.

The heavy rain finally turned into drizzle in the afternoon.

They arrived at the agreed time.

This was actually the two days that Director Wang gave Hou Bei to prepare.

Ji Jingming attached great importance to this audition and came along this time.

When they arrived at their destination, they found that there were quite a few people coming to audition.

It’s not all the same play.

Because The Allure of Love has already started filming, most of the roles are filled.

But there were still several people who were auditioning for the same role as Hou Bei, and almost every one of these people was a well-known second- or third-tier star in the entertainment industry.

Hou Bei, a little unknown person, seems out of place among them.

"It seems that Director Wang is really strict. I thought Hou Bei was the only one auditioning today." Ji Jingming sighed, and then became a little worried. What if Hou Bei didn't perform well?

Ji Yu didn't think so. "It's fine to be strict. When Hou Bei gets the role, no one else can say anything. Everyone knows that backdoors don't work with Director Wang. Anyone who can get the role must have real talent. This is also a good publicity point."

"That's true." Ji Jingming turned to Hou Bei and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just do your best."

"I'll try my best." Hou Bei took a deep breath. She felt quite stressed, but not because of the interview or because her competitors were so strong. She was more afraid that failure would disappoint those who trusted her.

Ji Yu encouraged: "Come on, when your interview is over, I'll buy you a cup of milk tea."

Hou Bei nodded vigorously, becoming more motivated.

Ji Jingming opened his mouth and wanted to say that he couldn't drink, but he was afraid of putting too much pressure on Hou Bei.

Forget it, if I can really get the role in The Allure of Heaven, I’ll just celebrate it.

After the first few people were interviewed, it was soon Hou Bei's turn.

The people waiting outside are undoubtedly also suffering.

Ji Jingming thought about it and decided to chat about gossip with Ji Yu.

"You know, the company of that guy named Wu went bankrupt."