Lu Xiaoyu returned to the counter and began to pack the meals into lunch boxes.
At this moment, the door rang, and Xiao Yang walked in tiredly.
Lu Xiaoyu was surprised: "Why are you here so early?"
I heard from his friends that Xiao Yang has been focusing on a project these days and doesn't get off work until after eleven o'clock every day.
"oh."
Xiao Yang asked for a meal, "They have all gone back, I am the only one today."
The three of us used to stay until twelve o'clock just to grab a meal.
Hou Zi and Jiang Yang went to work as volunteers today and did not go to work in the afternoon.
Uncle Jing followed Hou Bing on the morning shift and went back early. Now Xiao Yang was alone.
He didn't want to stay any later.
He took Lu Xiaoyu's lunch box, but he was so tired that he didn't look at Lu Xiaoyu more.
He held out his phone to pay.
Lu Xiaoyu suddenly said: "I dreamed of you just now."
"ah?"
Xiao Yang woke up and looked up at Lu Xiaoyu.
Lu Xiaoyu: "I dreamed that you paid the bill."
Xiao Yang reacted for a while and then suddenly laughed, "Oh, you also watch "Traffic Underground Station"?"
A few of their friends watched it together in the morning.
At that time, Wang Gang also thought that Jiang Yang's script was too good. Sister Ying laughed so hard that she couldn't help but feel sick when she got fetal gas.
Lu Xiaoyu corrected him, it was an underground transportation station.
"Not bad right."
Xiao Yang paid the bill anyway, and then ate here while it was still hot. The three of them did the same thing before. Speaking of which, Xiao Yang told Hou Bing that the food on expiry date here was going to be thrown away. He often came to the convenience store to buy food at the wrong time.
Over time, I exchanged a few words with Lu Xiaoyu, and then more than ten days ago, he worked overtime until around 12 o'clock for the current project.
Before returning home from get off work, Xiao Yang felt his empty stomach. He originally wanted to go to the convenience store to buy some food, but happened to meet Lu Xiaoyu who was about to throw away some groceries.
Throwing it in the trash can is the same as throwing it in your own stomach.
He said this.
Lu Xiaoyu agreed, and then they became a threesome.
Xiao Yang asked: "Did Hou Zi introduce it to you?"
Lu Xiaoyu said yes.
Xiao Yang said: "My buddy wrote the script."
The store manager had been listening attentively. She originally thought that Lu Xiaoyu's flirting skills were rubbish, but she didn't expect Xiao Yang to sit down and start eating. Now that she heard this, she came over gossiping, "Who are you? You still have friends?"
I can write scripts."
"yes."
Xiao Yang took a bite of the dish, but he didn't expect that there was still fish-flavored shredded pork left today.
The store manager asked: "Are you handsome?"
"handsome!"
Xiao Yang glanced at her: "My buddy is married, don't think about it."
The store manager lamented, "Handsome and talented——"
She really likes Xiao Yang, her screenwriter friend. The almost overflowing talent in the TV series she just watched made her want to conquer it, "Why do all your friends get married so early -"
Xiao Yang smiled: "As long as you don't get married, you won't be able to match Sister Ning for ten years."
He wiped his mouth and said goodbye to them.
He still has more than half an hour to take the night bus.
The store manager looked at his back and muttered, "Does he look down on me?"
When she turned around, she saw Lu Xiaoyu looking at him resentfully.
I finally managed to strike up a conversation through my lines, but the store manager took it all away by chirping next to me.
The store manager raised his hands: "My, my, I won't say anything next time."
When Xiao Yang came home, his former friend Uncle Jing was lying on the bed, watching "Underground Traffic Station" on his mobile phone.
He was wearing headphones, and his daughter was already asleep. His debts and illness were weighing him down. But while watching this TV series, he temporarily forgot about that and was immersed in Jia Gui's beauty.
He almost laughed out loud when the little bitches were so open, and his wife kicked him, "What are you laughing at?"
Because she usually frowned and looked miserable, his wife now had a grimace on her face. But after Uncle Jing gave her a headset and they watched it together, her grimace gradually relaxed.