Comprehensive film: the sweet daily life of urban drama

On the way back to the courtyard, Chen An hesitated for a moment and reminded, "Nana, I heard that you were a cashier in a coffee shop in Shanghai?"

"Yes, but there was a layoff, so I drove here. What's wrong?" Nana was a little surprised.

Chen An touched his nose and said, "If I remember correctly, generally speaking, not everyone can be a cashier. Although the job is highly replaceable, few companies will lay off cashiers..."

Nana paused and turned to look at Chen An, her expression somewhat serious and nervous, "Xiao Chen, what do you mean?"

Chen An looked into Nana's eyes and sighed, "As I expected, your reaction when I first saw you was very strange. You were alert, nervous, suspicious, and afraid. It left a deep impression on me. After all, other women's first reaction when they saw me was surprise, but you were different."

Nana breathed a sigh of relief, raised her leg and kicked Chen An, complaining, "You, you scared me to death..."

"I think there's a good saying, 'Sharing happiness can bring more happiness, sharing sadness can reduce pain. We are all people who come here to recuperate. I am willing to be your listener when you want to speak..." Chen An stretched out his hand and stroked Nana's head, then walked towards the courtyard.

Nana tidied her messed up hair, stamped her feet and chased after him, but she felt much more relaxed. It was too uncomfortable to have something weighing on her mind for too long. And this guy was too cunning, wasn't he? She had never been found to have any flaws, but this guy actually saw through them? Did he also guess that Barley was the author?

The two returned to the courtyard. Master Ma was preaching in the kitchen. Xu Hongdou was perfunctory with a strange expression. She seemed relieved when she saw the two figures. "Brother Xiaowu, Nana, you are back."

"Hongdou, are you discussing philosophy with Master Ma?" Nana winked at Xu Hongdou.

Xu Hongdou immediately understood what he meant. It seemed that she was not the only one who had been treated like this.

"Nana, the food should not be cold yet, wash your hands and eat quickly, this guy's cooking skills are pretty good."

"Well, I'll do it myself." Nana hurried over to serve the dishes.

Machushan was a little depressed. He finally found someone to chat with, but was interrupted again.

"Xiao Chen, would you like a drink?"

Chen An lifted the bag in his hand and said, "It's new tea. I haven't tried it yet. Besides, Master Ma, I'm not used to your way of drinking tea."

"Young people should not be impatient..."

Chen An couldn't help but DISS, "Master Ma, from ancient times to the present, the way of doing many things is actually very similar. Why do some people succeed and some fail? The right way is to combine knowledge and action. I'm going upstairs first, and we'll talk later."

Ma Qiushan was very depressed. He had just gotten angry, but this guy's words immediately ruined his mood. He seriously doubted that this guy knew him before, otherwise why would he point words at him?

Nana was eating at the table, squinting her eyes and praising with satisfaction: "This guy's cooking is so delicious. He will definitely get fat over time."

Xu Hongdou nodded. "You don't have to worry. After all, you are thin to begin with. It's okay if you gain a little weight. But I can't do that. I have gained at least two or three pounds in the past few days. I'm going to start my morning run tomorrow. Do you want to join me?"

"Me?" Nana shook her head. "Forget it. I am a lone hero in spirit, a dwarf in reality, and I can't stand up at all."

Xu Hongdou chuckled, "Actually, I'm similar to you. When I was working, the hotel gym was open for free, but it was just a thought. I would rather eat less and sleep because of hunger. I didn't have time to exercise. On the one hand, it was because I was busy with work, but the main reason was laziness."

"Haha, that's about the same. By the way, I heard that you quit your job and came here to have fun. Do you plan to stay here for the full three months?"

"It depends on the situation. There is no plan for the next step at the moment..."

After chatting for a while, the two of them got to know each other better. Xu Hongdou then turned the topic to Chen An, "What did Xiaochun want to talk to him about just now?"

"What else could it be? It was about what happened yesterday. I wanted to ask him to help me sing, but Xiao Chen didn't agree..."

Looking at Nana's expression, Xu Hongdou asked curiously, "From your tone, it seems like you really hope he agrees?"

Nana did have this thought in her mind, but she still shook her head, "It's impossible. He is so busy every day, where would he have the time..."

"He's busy? Why didn't I notice?"

"Well, I guess you didn't pay enough attention." Nana didn't give a specific explanation. After all, what if Xiao Chen didn't want to talk about these things? What happened to Damai back then was because she meant well but ended up with a bad result, so she has learned her lesson.

Xu Hongdou returned to the room and couldn't help but become more curious about Chen An. This guy looked young and was quite sophisticated in what he said and did, but why did he often act like a child when he was with her?

Xu Hongdou was a little confused, but today's words, whether it was her best friend or her mother, were echoing in her ears, which made her think too much. After thinking for a while, she got no result.

He shook his head with a wry smile and thought to himself, Xu Hongdou, Xu Hongdou, tell me what you are thinking about. We are just neighbors. Besides, you are destined to leave here. It is unknown whether we will have the chance to meet again in the future.

Chen An was typing in the room and making adequate preparations. He thought he could get his hands on all the classic works from his previous life. Although he had no experience in the film and television industry, he was confident that as long as he wanted to do it, he would be able to achieve results. After all, there were so many good scripts in his mind, so it made sense that he couldn't do it.

Damai was typing in the room. She didn't know if it was because she was in a relaxed mood today, but she, who usually had writer's block, wrote particularly smoothly today. After completing the update task, Damai looked at the comment section again. There were supporters, but more were complaints, which made her very depressed.

She looked at the bag next to the table, thought for a while, got up and went out, walked to the door of Chen An's room, and stopped just as she was about to knock on the door. The sound insulation of the courtyard was not very good, so the sound of the keyboard in the room was clearly heard in her ears, which made her curious involuntarily.

What is Xiaowu doing? Chatting? Not really. Is he writing? This thought came to Da Mai's mind. The more he thought about it, the more possible it was. After all, Chen An was not very old. After he came, he did not notice that he was doing other things. It seemed that he was doing the same thing these two days. He went back to his room early every night. Could he be the same as himself? Both authors?

Da Mai got a little excited when he thought of this. After all, although there are hundreds of thousands of online writers in the country, except for those who are talented and can participate in some exchange meetings, people like him who are unknown are the mainstream. If he could communicate with them, it would be a very happy thing.