evening tide

The way back was very quiet, and Chao Xin replied two WeChat messages in voice while waiting for the red light.

When they arrived nearby, at the last intersection, Chao Xin turned the steering wheel to the right, and suddenly asked Xiang Wan, "You said, was it the night when the power went out that you wanted to kiss me?"

"Yes."

"So you held back and asked if I wanted to shake hands, didn't you?"

Xiang Wan nodded.

Chao Xin laughed: "How could you change a kiss into a handshake?"

"Once upon a time, a friend said that if I wanted to kiss her, I should shake hands." Then she got used to it, and Xiang Wan felt a little embarrassed.

Chao Xin stretched his neck, leaned his head on the seat, his eyelids drooped, and his expression became even colder.

She said, "Is that the one?"

"Yeah." Xiang Wan didn't intend to hide it, because it's all over.

Chao Xin let out a small breath, that's why.

And Xiang Wan watched her inadvertently close her lips, and remembered the touch just now.

When the car stopped in the basement, Chao Xin unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car when he heard Xiang Wan beside him ask her in a soft voice, "Can there be a second time?"

The light in the basement is like a projector, flashing back the previous image again.

"Yes." Chao Xin said in a voice that didn't carry any weight.

"However, I don't want to think about it today." She suddenly felt a little tired, but considering Xiang Wan's mood, she smiled reassuringly.

Xiang Wan nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Opening the car door, Chao Xin pondered for a second, and said, "From now on, you don't need to shake hands, you can ask me directly."

It's not that she is selfless, she just took Xiang Wan's tenderness as a little consolation for losing her office.

However, she found that this kind of desire is not like smoking. It is not so exciting and refreshing, but it makes people feel more unsatisfied. It does not have the hollowness after burning out. On the contrary, she is a little bit astringent and caring now.

Xiang Wan also walked slowly with his head down, biting the corner of his mouth habitually.

She is a young lady who is very good at talking on paper. She has never tasted the forbidden fruit in the prime minister's mansion, but she has read the forbidden books. She has never practiced it, but she shares the same bed with the sister who returned home. Whisper something that can only be kept in the back of the boudoir.

Later, after Yu Zhou's family discovered the fingertips, she also searched the Internet for female affairs.

The descriptions between girls are always cryptic, but it is human instinct to please, so it is easy to understand.

It turned out that kissing was more wonderful than she had imagined, and there was one thing that was not mentioned in the article, that is, this was not something to be done lightly, it was more like scratching the itch, which made people want the second and third times.

"It's superficial on paper, and I absolutely know that this matter has to be done."

Xiang Wan silently recited a poem in his heart, sighed, and thought it was very reasonable.

Back home, the ambiguous breath was quarreled by the cards, and broke up again in twos and twos. The two washed their hands and made soup, then went to work separately, and finally said good night to each other.

As September approached, Xiang Wan was busy with enrolling, Chao Xin was also busy finding a suitable office, and Pai Pai was at home all the time during the summer vacation. The lives of the three were busy and crowded, so neither of them had a second chance after that time. carry.

At the end of August, the radio drama was coming to an end. Due to the good response, the organizer invited the two to Jincheng to participate in offline activities.

Jincheng is located in the neighboring city of Jiangcheng, which is slightly smaller than Jiangcheng. Since Jiangcheng's event reporting procedures are more complicated, most of these small and medium-sized activities will be placed in Jincheng, which is easier to get approval. In addition, this is Lily after all. The separate offline of radio dramas should not be too popular in the general environment.

Because it was very close, Chao Xin drove there, and Xiang Wan was afraid that she would get tired from driving, so he told her some precautions for Baihe offline.

However, because her tone was too soothing and her voice was pleasant, Chao Xin was literally sleepy.

She smiled and said, "I have participated offline, and I have participated in many."

It was only then that Xiang Wan realized that Chao Xin was a senior, and a senior at that, so he was somewhat out of line.

"Sorry." She said softly.

Seeing her sitting upright, with pink face and peach cheeks, Chao Xin's heart moved, but he chose something else to say: "When you enter school, do you want to take a driver's license test?"

"I don't have a car." Xiang Wan said embarrassedly.

"Open mine."

Xiang Wan glanced at her: "But the two of us go together, and you always take me with you."

"Sometimes I'm tired too." Chao Xin said in a slightly hoarse voice, and when he retracted the ending, he also looked back at Wan.

Xiang Wan suddenly realized that Chao Xin was making demands on her, not blindly being decent and tolerant, but telling her——sometimes I'm tired too, and I want you to come.

This discovery gave her a little comfort, although not much.

But she had an inexplicable intuition that Chao Xin had never said such words to others that were close to showing weakness.

Xiang Wan thought about it, she didn't like being a coachman because it didn't fit her status, but if Chao Xin was tired, she could do it too.

She actually likes to be relied on, even if she doesn't realize it, it may be because she never had a chance before.

So she said: "Then you sign up for me, I don't know what kind of class to sign up for."

"Okay." Chao Xin smiled again, looking at the road ahead.

The organizer gave the two of them rooms adjacent to each other, so after arriving at the hotel, they were not in a hurry to go back to their respective rooms, but put all their luggage in Chao Xin's room, and went to the toilet to tidy up. Just go out to eat.

Eating the hotel buffet, Chao Xin ate a sliced ​​watermelon with a fork while typing and replying.

Xiang Wan picked up some pasta: "How come Jincheng is busier than Jiangcheng, and I don't have time to eat."

Chao Xin put down his phone, under the light and shadow of the hotel's crystal chandelier, his amber pupils were a little bright: "I'm here this time, I have something else to do, just to meet a client."

"client?"

"Well. It's a producer who invests in short plays. I don't know if you know about short plays?"

"I know, but I haven't seen it much."

Chao Xin took a bite of the pastry, swallowed it, and said: "The market for short dramas is very good now. Although the previous ones were relatively sluggish, audiences are now accustomed to the fast food culture. The short, flat and fast pace allows them to squeeze out some time to enjoy it." Each episode of the short play lasts 5 to [-] minutes, the rhythm is fast, and there are usually some more refreshing scripts, so there is a large audience, and in their words, they are very popular."

"En." Xiang Wan listened carefully, but she didn't quite understand, what does this have to do with Chao Xin?

"A few years ago, the team who tested the water in the field of short plays was not very professional, but after the cake was made, the managers saw this market and wanted to enter the market one after another. But when there are many choices, the competition will be great. In the past two years, we can The short dramas that have become popular are already well-produced, not only in terms of themes, special effects, performances, but also... dubbing."

Chao Xin raised his eyebrows, Xiang Wan understood.

The review standards for vertical-screen short dramas are different from wide-screen long dramas. Dubbing is allowed, and the duration is short. Lines are very important. The entry of professional voice actors will add a lot of color.

"This client has five or six short drama projects in his hands, and the story and cast are quite good, and the director is also well-known. He wants to ask me to be the supporting director and responsible for the sound team."

However, after the market of short dramas rises, they will gradually move closer to the review of long dramas and become more standardized, so it may not be able to develop in the long run, but if they can seize the trend of the past two years, it may well be an opportunity.

Chao Xin thought so.

"But your studio hasn't been built yet," Xiang Ban said.

"If we can negotiate, let's rent out the tenants and sheds first." Chao Xin smiled.

"So, I'm also talking about cooperation for the boss?" Xiang Wan smiled playfully.

"Yes, so is there a discount?" Chao Xin asked her.

"Unless," Xiang Wan supported his forehead, "let me go with you to meet clients."

Chao Xin narrowed his eyes: "I won't be drunk this time."

She knew what Xiang Wan was worried about.

"I've learned a lot, can't I?" Xiang Wan tilted his head.

"Yes, Mr. Xiang is willing to give you face, he earned it." Chao Xin nodded, "At eight o'clock tomorrow night, after the offline event, are you OK?"

"no problem."

Chao Xin bowed his head to take a sip of his drink, unlocked it with his right hand, and sent the other party a WeChat message.

Uncle Seven:

"What is done on paper will eventually become shallow, and I will never know that this matter must be practiced." ——Lu You, "Winter Night Reading Shows Ziyu".