Chapter 147: The rain smashed the bananas (Additional update from the cute master Kou Kou)
The company is only a few minutes away from Jinhu Park.
Yao Yuan had a good drinking capacity in his previous life, which he had learned through many years of experience in the world. But he can't do it now. He has a family fortune of tens of millions at a young age and has no chance.
So he really has a lot.
Zhang Yin supported him, and the 186-year-old man half-stretched his body and pressed it on his shoulders, and he was able to do it with ease. He took the elevator, got to the door, took Yao Yuan's key and opened the door.
As soon as the light came on, she came to Yao Yuan's home for the first time.
Sure enough, it was pretty much as expected. There was no sloppy look or an inexplicable smell. A pair of men's slippers were neatly placed on the mat, and even the tops of the shoes were facing the door, making it easy to come in and change.
OCD yyds!
Zhang Yin, who also has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, was very pleased.
"Are you satisfied?"
"Um?"
"Your heartbeat tells me that you are very satisfied with this house."
"You're all drunk and you're still poor."
Zhang Yin found another pair of men's slippers and put them on. Yao Yuan bought them in her own size. They were a bit too big for her. Seeing Yao Yuan staring at her feet, she said, "I wear 40 shoes."
"It's normal. What you wear in 36's is called deformity."
whispering sound!
Zhang Yin curled her lips and helped him sit on the sofa. When she turned her head, she saw the briquettes again.
He was so happy that he wanted to tease him, but Coal Ball jumped up and said: "I am Qin Shihuang, give me money! Give me money!"
"..."
What rotten people teach rotten words!
She came here to take care of Yao Yuan, so she didn't think much about it for the time being. She started busying around, boiling water to make tea, and throwing a hot towel for him to wipe his face. Yao Yuan was serious at first, but now he's a bit pretentious.
A good night is rare!
If something doesn't happen, I'll be sorry to Liu Weiwei and Han Tao!
He secretly glanced at the time. It was after 8 o'clock, still early, so he took a sip of tea, leaned back, and said with a look of dying virtue: "Oh...oh..."
"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
"I feel sick to my stomach. I drank too much just now and a breath of air is stuck here."
"Do you want to vomit?"
"good."
Zhang Yin looked at his appearance and looked at the time. It was after 8 o'clock, which was still early, so she should go back later.
So the two of them sat on the sofa, one taking good care of him and the other half-dead.
"My mother really liked the music video you shot. She even told me about you just now and praised you so much. Hey, how did you come up with the idea of shooting this thing?"
"I am born in the 1980s, and so are you. Do you resonate with it after reading it?"
"have!"
"That's right, arousing resonance among young people, that's where the inspiration comes from."
"It's easy to say, but why don't so many people think of it? Sometimes it's just a layer away, but only a few people practice it. This is called talent."
"You're a bit too boastful about this, so you don't distinguish between public and private matters."
"Then what's wrong? If you are good, you are good. If you are talented, you are talented. By the way, how did you come up with the idea of comparing it with photos?"
"An idea strikes me. I usually accumulate more, mainly relying on the number of film viewings. This is called montage in movies, and it is very commonly used."
Yao Yuan said vaguely, reluctantly stood up, took out a DVD package from the drawer under the coffee table, and said: "Here, these are all for me to watch."
"..."
Zhang Yin took it and turned it over: "I haven't seen "Once Upon a Time in America". "Titanic", "In the Mood for Love", "East and West", "A Chinese Journey to the West"... I have seen all of these."
"You have a lot of movie collections. Hey, what else are there?"
She saw there was another DVD package in the drawer and took it out casually. Yao Yuan moved his arm but had no time to stop it.
"What is "The Ten Tortures of the Qing Dynasty"? Is it a horror movie?"
"A super scary horror film. A woman goes to the capital to file a petition for her brother, rolls a nail board, and rides a wooden donkey. Oh, it's bloody and bloody. It deeply criticizes the destruction of human nature and the harsh punishment system of feudal ethical clans!"
"Is it so miserable?"
Zhang Yin didn't want to read it for a moment and asked again: "What are the "Top Ten Evil Arts of South Asia"?"
"It's about a few people who went to Thailand and were beheaded by a behead master. One of them even turned into a dick. All that weird stuff."
"I don't like gods and ghosts."
Zhang Yin continued to flip through the pages, only to find that the titles were both unpopular and violent, such as "Ebola Virus", "The Borrowed Seed of the Family Massacre", "Human BBQ Pork Buns at the Eight Immortals Hotel"...6 ugh!
It turns out that my boyfriend likes watching horror movies.
Finally, I found someone I knew, "I know "The Jade Girl's Heart Sutra"! What Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu practiced was the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra."
"Yes, but this is an adaptation. Do you want to see it?"
"OK!"
Zhang Yin took out the disc and was about to put it into the machine when she suddenly noticed that the grandson's eyes were exactly the same as when she used to do mischief. After all, she was no longer an 18-year-old girl, she was already a 19-year-old girl. She suddenly realized
.
"You're talking nonsense again!"
"I'm not talking nonsense!"
"It's definitely not a good movie!"
"In a sense, they are all good movies, just like the Muto Ran you watched, but these teachers are all domestically produced. Hey, cherish them, they must have a good face, a good figure, and good acting skills.
For acting skills, you need to be famous and well-known, otherwise there will be a lot of bad ones in the domestic area in the future!"
Seeing Zhang Yin angrily, he put "The Jade Girl's Heart Sutra" back and pulled out "The Surprise" and said: "Actually, many non-serious films are better than serious films. This one has a good plot and doesn't have many scenes.
Do you want to take a look?"
"don't want!"
"Let's see if there are no missing pieces of meat. Shall I put it in? Shall I put it in?"
"..."
Like last time, she remained silent.
Yao Yuan stopped pretending, wandered over, stuffed it into the phone, and started playing "Jane".
Starring Simon Yam and Irene Wan.
Wen Bixia's only revealing third-level film!
At the beginning of the film, when the cast was listed, Zhang Yin looked at Wen Bixia and wondered: "Has she, has she, ever made a film like this?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong with the big stars? Qiu Shuzhen, Li Lizhen, Weng Hong, and Shu Qi are all big stars, why don't they still film?"
"Then Zhou Huimin..."
"Oh, Vivian Chow has never filmed it."
The film lasted for more than 90 minutes, and she looked at the clock from time to time. The time for her to go home was getting closer and closer, and it was even going to be exceeded, but she inexplicably wanted to ignore it.
Since she started dating this man, especially when her mother was not at home, it was the most free time for her in so many years. She could stay in bed in the morning, stay up late at night, cuddle and kiss...
But she is very self-disciplined by nature, more like a child's symbolic rebellion. Most of the time she gets up early and goes to bed early.
And he didn't resist.
"..."
After watching, Yao Yuan suddenly stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
He entered the bathroom, turned on the water heater, then turned on the water, and began to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Zhang Yin felt that he was a little sudden. Suddenly, the movie scene changed, and Simon Yam and Irene Wan began to take off their clothes...
"Well!"
She immediately became nervous, neither looking nor looking. She was in a daze and could only hear the woman's moans, which made her body heat up.
After a while, Yao Yuan walked out.
The clip just ended. He was clean and refreshed. He sat on the sofa, reached out and held her hand, and slowly rubbed the back of her hand.
"..."
Zhang Yin's body had never been so stiff, but it was also unusually soft, and she was pulled into his arms unconsciously.
She only felt the man's lips lingering on her cheeks and neck, and finally stopped on her ears, gently biting her earrings, which felt crisp, itchy, itchy and hot.
"Don't go back today?"
"Well……"
She avoided and got close to his attacks, endured thousands of bugs swimming on her skin, and gasped: "I, I have to go home."
"Then I'll take you back soon."
"In a moment..."
"Well!"
That night, the strong wind swept away the fallen leaves and the rain smashed the banana trees!