Lucky hit

It wasn't until the next morning that Han Haodong realized that the most unpleasant thing in the world was the surprise that was painstakingly prepared and ended up being useless.

He came back from work last night and sat in the living room to study for a long time. He made goblets and drinks all over the floor, and finally succeeded.

But when he was called up by Shi Feng to have breakfast and check Weibo, he discovered something extremely disturbing.

It was a Weibo from the official Weibo account of Zheng Bonian's studio. Both pictures and words recorded the lively birthday party last night.

Han Haodong bit his mouth on the sandwich, and he gasped in pain.

It turned out that last night was the birthday of the Year of the Shark, but he fell asleep.

Shi Feng saw that Han Haodong's expression was not right, it was a short sign before the storm, guessing it would make black fans sick, so he leaned over: "What's wrong, Brother Dong."

Han Haodong threw the phone on the table, squinted at Shi Feng: "Look for yourself."

Shi Feng was also quite surprised after reading it: "Damn, no, I really heard it right, brother Dong, that's what Grab said, how could it be wrong, this is the end of it?"

Han Haodong pushed the plate, almost knocking it off the dining table to the ground: "Don't eat, go to the film and television city."

Shi Feng was particularly guilty. His Brother Dong had spent a lot of thought and brainpower in order to surprise Zheng Bonian's birthday. He saw it all, and the cups in the living room were the best testimony.But because of his information disclosure error, he was exhausted in vain.

So Shi Feng was very timid all morning, afraid that Han Haodong would find some excuse to talk about him in front of so many artist assistants and staff.

Of course, Han Haodong could also see Shi Feng's thoughts. He knew very well that this matter was not a big deal, and let it pass, and he couldn't blame Shi Feng. It was kind of the child to tell him.

He didn't know why he was holding his breath in his heart, and finally he concluded that Zheng Bonian should be blamed for this matter.It's because Zheng Bonian didn't tell him, that's why it happened.

In order to adjust the water in each water glass, he did not know how many times he tried last night, but the tone was not correct if it was more or less. He just wanted to take a photo of Death with a heartfelt surprise.My wrist is still sore from hitting the glass.

He filmed with an unhappy mood, which inevitably led to a vicious circle. This mood was clouded all day long.

What made him even more annoyed was that Zheng Bonian didn't mention anything about his birthday when he sent text messages of condolences on this day.

Han Haodong didn't want him to get entangled in this matter like an ink ghost, but when Zheng Bo Nian picked him up after the last scene was filmed, he still exploded.

Shi Feng knew that Han Haodong was going to get angry, so he made an excuse to leave directly, and when he passed Zheng Bonian before leaving, he gave him a hint that you are asking for more blessings.

Zheng Bonian came to pick up Han Haodong when he came back from playing golf with a client in the afternoon, and he didn't understand why this little ancestor had such a face.Seeing Han Haodong smiling at others when he evacuated, how could he be as cold as ice as soon as he turned around and got in the car.

Zheng Bonian created a relaxed atmosphere while driving, "Is it because the scene is heavy today?"

Han Haodong was sitting in the co-pilot with his hands in his jacket pockets, and he tucked into the seat. His only pair of eyes, covered by his hat and mask, stared straight at the road ahead without answering.

Zheng Bonian tentatively asked, "Is it too late for me to pick you up?"

Han Haodong snorted, "It's late."

"It's not too late. You said to finish work at nine o'clock, but I'll be there at eight twenty."

Han Haodong slightly squinted his eyes and turned his head, his voice was a little vague through the mask: "What did you do last night, and what time did you get home?"

Hey, although the tone was like asking a prisoner, Zheng Bonian enjoyed Han Haodong's concern, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he still looked ahead: "I had a video conference last night, and then the staff organized a birthday party for me, and I didn't return until early in the morning. Home."

The man driving in the driver's seat was so calm that Han Haodong couldn't help it. It took him a long time to say: "Why didn't you tell me about your birthday?"

"Why," Zheng Bonian looked over with a smile: "Are there any surprises?"

Han Haodong had a bad tone: "No."

I don't know what happened ahead, the road was blocked, and all vehicles had to get off the highway fork and make a detour back to the city.

There was a traffic police investigation of a car, and there were a few police cars parked not far away with red and blue lights flashing, which seemed to be an arrest operation.

When it was their turn to turn around the other side of the exit, Zheng Bonian turned around skillfully, and then stopped in front of the traffic policeman who was gesturing at them.He rolled down the window and opened the storage drawer, took out the driving book and handed it out to wait for confirmation and inspection.

Han Haodong's eyes accidentally glanced at another foreign driver's book and a few condoms in the drawer, and he looked away with a snort.

Everything was fine, another young male traffic policeman went to the co-pilot's side and knocked on the window when he was about to drive away.

After Zheng Bonian opened the lock, he saw the traffic policeman looking at the heavily armed Han Haodong with a serious look on his face: "Sir, please take off your hat and mask, thank you for your cooperation."

Han Haodong was in a bad mood at first, and he was even more upset to be asked like this, so he sat there without moving, so two policemen quickly surrounded him suspiciously.

Zheng Boyoun pushed the co-pilot, Han Haodong clicked his tongue, and impatiently followed suit.

When the whole face was exposed, the few policemen suddenly realized that they were very sorry and let them go.

After returning to the road, Zheng Bonian drove the car super fast, and continued the topic just now: "So you are angry that I didn't tell you about my birthday?"

Han Haodong was extremely straightforward: "Yes."

"Then he gave me a bad face."

"Correct."

Zheng Bonian thinks that Han Haodong is sometimes quite childish.But this is exactly the gesture of someone who really gives their heart to you.He smiled and said, "No, it's just a birthday. I've never failed it. Every year, the employees think about it. In order not to spoil their well-prepared happiness, they have to obey everything."

Han Haodong thought to himself, you've ruined my wholehearted preparation.But he had a good face and raised his hand: "Okay, I see, it's nothing, take me back."

This sentence contains too much information, Zheng Bonian analyzed it head-on, the boy said it was all right despite his cold tone, it would be a big deal to send him back instead of going back with him.

So he watched the broad-shouldered, narrow-legged, slender figure enter the building and then dialed Shi Feng's phone, intending to ask Han Haodong's close person how the fire started.

During the whole incident, Han Haodong always had the feeling that his face was hot and his butt was cold. When he went back upstairs, he saw the goblets in the living room, and he was angry, so he kicked away the nearby ones, and there were a few bursts with a clattering sound.

He stood there watching the fragments reflect the light, feeling uncomfortable.For the first time in my life, I was so eager to make someone smile with a surprise, and it was also the first time I was so serious about preparing and looking forward to it.But in the end it all fell through.He is so arrogant and arrogant, it's no wonder he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

So the more he looked at the cups, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he walked in again. Just as he raised his foot to destroy it, he was startled by the sudden sound of the door opening.

He raised his eyebrows and turned around to look: "Why are you here?"

Zheng Bonian came over and hugged him from behind, looked at the goblets all over the place and said, "Okay, I know you are very wronged."

Han Haodong didn't speak after hearing this, he was really right, he was aggrieved.

Zheng Bonian came up immediately after learning about the situation from Shi Feng. He didn't expect Han Haodong to prepare any surprises for him. He knew that the arrogant master must be unhappy, so he came up to comfort him.

He tightened his arms, put it close to Han Haodong's ear and said, "Who said my birthday was yesterday, but today is my birthday."

Han Haodong stared and turned his head: "You are crazy."

Zheng Bonian nodded with a smile, "Yes, I became crazy after I fell in love with you. Not only was I crazy, I was also very self-willed. I said today is today, and it will be today from now on."

While talking, he knelt down, picked up a goblet and smiled and looked up at Han Haodong who was standing: "Then I celebrate my birthday today, do I have the honor to ask Star Han to surprise me?"

Han Haodong was amused by this man who was in his early thirties but still pretended to be cute. He tilted his head and curled his mouth: "Success, I have a surprise for you."

Laughing at others, Zheng Bo Nian is like a child, but he is more like him. As soon as he took off his coat after speaking, he began to put goblets on the spacious floor according to his arrangement last night with a smile on his mouth.

Zheng Bonian retreated to the side with a smile, and watched with his arms around his shoulders. He saw that the project was not small and wanted to help, but was pushed away by Han Haodong.

I saw the person who was active on the floor of the living room, very skillfully laying hundreds of goblets flat and then stacking them layer by layer, and finally a capital Z pattern came out.Then scoop different water with pigments and add it to some cups on the outer circle with great precision...

Zheng Bonian felt warm in his heart, knowing that this kid must have worked hard to be so precise.

The amount of water in the cups in different positions is different, the color is different, and it looks particularly dreamy under the light.

Han Haodong was sweating on his forehead after all the preparations, and no one was worth his troubles.

Zheng Bonian wiped his sweat with some distress, and asked, "Are you done?"

Han Haodong pursed his lips, smiled with his tongue slightly licking his lips, and moved to the middle hall to bring a box, but he almost fell due to lack of strength, and Zheng Bonian just put his hand in time to help pull it over.

Han Haodong arranged the rose-shaped candles in the box according to the position, got up and touched Zheng Bonian's trouser pocket.

Zheng Bonian raised his hands and teased: "You can slow down, and you will go off in a while."

Han Haodong took out Zheng Bonian's lighter, walked over to light a candle: "If it goes off, hold it back."

Seeing that the master was ready, Zheng Bonian took out his mobile phone: "I have to record it."

Han Haodong turned around and took out two carved silver chopsticks and looked at them: "Don't shoot me." He was sweating profusely and had no image at all.

"Don't shoot."

"Turn around and turn off the light."

The room was instantly immersed in candlelight. Han Haodong rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, bent over and stood by the cup with one hand and one chopstick, raised his head and slapped Zheng Bonian, blinking his eyes: "It's time to start."

Then he lifted up his chopsticks and tapped lightly with a joyful expression on his face. He, who was originally good at playing drums, became a fan in an instant. The melody of the birthday song...

Zheng Bonian smiled and took pictures, but his eyes were fixed on the young man humming along with the melody.The warm red candlelight dyed the handsome face, the lips were sexy and full, the collarbone slightly exposed at the neckline was very shiny, and the bright eyes were full of charm... That serious and focused expression, that beautiful Chinese-English-French chorus...

The goblet was shining brightly in the candlelight, and the handsome man was shining brightly in the candlelight. Zheng Bonian's heartbeat was completely out of control.

In less than 2 minutes, he resisted the urge to throw Han Haodong down countless times.

After the knocking, Han Haodong stopped, and then squatted down very carefully.

Zheng Bonian zoomed in, saw that slender hand slowly approaching the cup in the lower right corner, and suddenly pushed it.

The goblets on the top level are poured obediently, one into the other. The mixed liquid has the idea of ​​three primary colors, which is simple but beautiful.

The colored liquids flowed through the entire Z shape and stopped, and the water in the cup was shaking slightly, which was beautiful.

Zheng Bonian couldn't help but walk over and wrap Han Haodong around, kissing the long eyelashes: "I like it very much."

Han Haodong straightened up, turned his head and smiled angrily: "You must like it, I'm exhausted."