The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

After "1937", Zhong Ming didn't strike while the iron was hot to make the next movie, even though he received countless scripts, and he didn't endorse any products, even though he received many invitations.According to Zhang Jianghe's words, he didn't want the golden egg he got, and he insisted on living in secluded places.

Although Zhong Ming did not make a movie, he was not idle either. He heard from Ling Zhigang that he is now buried at home writing novels all day long. Zhong Ming has this energy. As long as he decides, he will go all the way to the end without hesitation.

Writing a novel is not uncommon, but what is rare is the subject matter he writes. When Zhang Jianghe read it in the past, he was shocked when he saw the outline of the story listed by Zhong Ming, because it was not a so-called serious story, it was about two The love between men, and the theme is still ancient.

It doesn't seem to be aimed at adapting the script.

"Why do you want to write such a story?" Zhang Jianghe asked: "Don't think too much, I just find it strange. With your talent and fame, I thought you would write a more serious story, at least Like the scripts you used to write."

"Because I am such a person myself, I hope to write such a story very touchingly." Zhong Ming lay on the table, a little tired: "I didn't intend to read a novel on the Internet, and it was about this subject. Although it is an online novel, I think it is no worse than other types of stories, so I feel itchy and want to write it."

Zhang Jianghe began to lose his skin and face again, and said, "If you want to write and rewrite the story you have to tell the boss."

"I think the story between me and him is okay..." Zhong Ming raised his head and looked at him, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, wondering if it was because of the legendary "husband and wife" The mysterious appearance has a little shadow of Ling Zhigang. As expected, Zhong Ming continued: "If you want to write, you should also write the story between you and Shen Jun. The love and blind date are so exciting."

The smile on Zhang Jianghe's face suddenly disappeared. Seeing how sensitive his reaction was, Zhong Ming also restrained his smile: "That...I was joking...don't be angry..."

Zhang Jianghe looked at him seriously, his eyes almost sparked with anger, Zhong Ming didn't expect the matter to be so serious, he got nervous for a moment, stood up and said: "You...don't be angry, just talk about it... ..."

Zhang Jianghe burst out laughing suddenly, he sat on the chair in a dawdly manner, put his feet on the table, leaned on his arms and said, "Are you scared?"

Zhong Ming glanced at him, as if trying to figure out what he meant: "Are you not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Zhang Jianghe took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and held it in his mouth: "I've forgotten what happened 800 years ago, why do you remember it better than me?"

Zhong Ming was still skeptical, glanced at Zhang Jianghe, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It's fine if you don't get angry, I'm open-minded, if it comes to your taboos, please remind me."

"Didn't I say it all? I forgot it long ago. You should forget it too. It's nothing to mention, but it affects your mood, doesn't it?"

"Oh." Zhong Ming sat down again, but as soon as he sat down, Ling Zhi just opened the door and came in. As soon as he came in, he frowned and waved to Zhang Jianghe: "Come here."

Zhang Jianghe stood up with a cigarette in his mouth: "What's wrong?"

As a result, Ling Zhi just strode over, grabbed his collar and walked outside: "Our house is a no-smoking area, don't let Zhong Ming smoke second-hand smoke here, and go to the bathroom if you want to smoke."

"I... what bathroom do I go to, why does it look like high school, I have to hide in the toilet after smoking a cigarette?!"

Zhong Ming laughed and said, "Let him smoke, it's fine."

"Go outside to smoke."

Although Ling Zhigang let go of his hand, his eyes were on Zhang Jianghe.

Zhang Jianghe clearly felt the threat from those eyes, he immediately ran out with a cigarette in his hand, Ling Zhigang followed him, patted him on the shoulder, and stretched out his hand.

Zhang Jianghe didn't react for a moment: "What are you doing?"

"cigarette."

Only then did Zhang Jianghe understand, and quickly took out a cigarette and handed it to Ling Zhigang, and then took out a lighter to light it for him, but before the lighter was put in his pocket, Zhang Jianghe laughed and said, "Didn't you quit smoking?" Is it gone?"

"You have to quit smoking slowly." Ling Zhi just took a puff, and it took a long time to spit it out, as if enjoying it.Zhang Jianghe smacked his mouth, originally wanted to tease a few words, but after weighing the pros and cons, he held back.But he held back at Ling Zhigang's place, but when he arrived at Zhong Ming's place, he had no taboos, and said, "Boss, you forced him to quit smoking, right?"

Zhong Ming shook his head: "I didn't. I just mentioned that he smokes too much. I once told him to quit smoking, but then I also told him that it's okay to smoke as much as possible. He is determined to completely quit."

"If you don't smoke, you don't know the pain of quitting smoking. Some men will stop smoking because of this."

Zhong Ming immediately looked at Zhang Jianghe: "It's so serious...are you kidding me?"

"Tsk tsk, what I'm telling is the truth, why don't you believe it." Zhang Jianghe pulled the chair and went to Zhong Ming's side: "If you don't believe it, you can search the Internet yourself. I will tell you very responsibly. You are telling the truth, so, you also let the boss have a buffer and quit slowly."

"I really didn't ask him to quit now..." Zhong Ming said this, and felt that he had no confidence. It seemed that he had acted as a hidden promoter of Ling Zhigang's quitting smoking, because he was still very happy to see that Ling Zhigang was about to quit smoking of.

So when sending Zhang Jianghe off, Zhong Ming bought a pack of cigarettes in the shop next to the community.

When he came back, Ling Zhigang was on the phone in the living room. He stood beside him for a while. Ling Zhigang saw that he was a little weird, so he looked at him on the phone.

As a result, Ling Zhigang said to the phone: "I have something to do here, I will call you later."

As soon as Ling Zhi finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at Zhong Ming: "What's the matter?"

"Did you smoke with Zhang Jianghe just now?"

As soon as Ling Zhigang's face changed, he was about to shake his head, and Zhong Ming said, "I know you smoke secretly."

"I only smoked a few times, really." Ling Zhigang couldn't hide it, so he confessed the truth: "I saw Zhang Jianghe smoking, and I felt itchy. I couldn't hold it back for a while. Trust me, I will never do it next time." .”

"Here you are." Zhong Ming took out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it over: "Take it."

"Isn't this testing me?" Ling Zhigang looked at Zhong Ming with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I don't smoke, manly man, if you say quit smoking, quit smoking."

"Smoke it, this is my approval." Zhong Ming said: "I will buy you cigarettes regularly in the future, and you will not smoke other than what I buy."

Just as Ling Zhi found out that Zhong Ming was serious, he immediately smiled from the corners of his mouth, showing his snow-white teeth, but his eyes were still tentative, staring at Zhong Ming all the time, like a child who wants candy from an adult but is afraid of being cheated, excited Nervous again, he took it in his hand.When Zhong Ming was about to stop, Ling Zhigang took advantage of the situation and caught him in his palm.

"Do you know why I bought you cigarettes?"

Ling Zhigang suddenly found that the corners of Zhong Ming's mouth were more charming, and the bright and moist lips showed a little tongue, as if to seduce him: "Because Zhang Jianghe told me that quitting smoking too quickly is easy to impotence."

Ling Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled maliciously, grabbed Zhong Ming over, and pushed his lower body forward: "I also have this concern, let's check?"

The winter night is very cold, but the room is very warm, not only warm, but passionate.Zhong Ming woke up after a long sleep and found that the bed was a mess, with only a cup covering his naked body. He got up and heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, knowing that Ling Zhigang was making breakfast.

He rubbed his eyes, wrapped his cup and climbed to the table, and continued to write his story.

After writing for a while, I realized that Ling Zhi had just come in, and he didn't speak, but quietly surrounded him behind him, hugged him through the quilt, and kissed his neck: "Written again?"

"Well, I suddenly had an inspiration. Is the meal ready?"

"It's ready, let's write after eating."

"No, I might lose my feeling as soon as I eat. Wait for me a little longer."

Zhong Ming wrote vigorously, while Ling Zhigang was watching quietly from the side.

This story tells a story that happened in the Tang Dynasty, according to which so many years have passed.

The story is about a modern young man, still at the age of knowing nothing, once he traveled to the Tang Dynasty, and by accident or fate, he became a servant of a rich family, and then he tried his best to take one step at a time. Step up.

Being a slave but refusing to accept his fate is his greatest weakness.

If there is a person who has an ability, success is also due to it, and failure is also due to it, then is it lucky or unlucky.

The Tang Dynasty was a prosperous era, but also an era of ups and downs, with both the beauty of the legacy of Zhenguan and the sadness of the city's spring grass.At the beginning, he thought that he was very powerful and could change many things, but at the end he realized that he might not even be able to change himself. This is actually a very sad story.

His luck is that he met a very powerful person who loves him very much.

Ling Zhi just took a look and said, "Is the protagonist's name a bit feminine?"

"Really?" Zhong Ming took a look and said, "I didn't think about it. I just think the name Axiu sounds nice."

Ling Zhi just laughed, scratched his cheek, and asked: "Why does this look like a tragedy to you, did the protagonist finally travel to modern times?"

"No." Zhong Ming said, "But I changed my mind and wanted to write a story about another person. In what I wrote, Axiu is not actually the protagonist."

"Who is that?"

"It's the person who switched bodies with Axiu, who traveled to modern times, the real Axiu."

"What's the name of the novel?"

"The Tiger Wife."