Chapter 57：

After the dinner ended, Sheng Qiao signed the contract.

The heart that Bei Mingfan has been hanging has finally landed steadily. Seeing the girl who had been sitting silently in the seat, he had a distressed feeling for the first time.

When Jiang was always smashing oil, he really thought that Sheng Qiao would be angry and beat up, even he almost didn't sit still. He even made preparations for the failure of the script to sign the contract at that moment.

But she actually endured it.

Bei Mingfan suddenly realized that she has always been able to bear things about her own affairs.

In order to plagiarize the positive players, she will offend the artist for the intern who is in contact with her. She is like an active volcano that can erupt at any time, so that he is worried about what she is doing all day long.

But whether she received the death threat, or she was afraid of the ghost, she promised him to participate in the horror variety, and even the act that humiliated her tonight, she all endured.

She won't wonder what this dinner party might face tonight. But she told her in the car that when she had to endure, she just nodded and said yes.

The oily means on this wine table in the circle is really common for artists. It is common for many people to take this for granted. As Bei Mingfan said, as long as there is no step in the bottom line, the endure will pass.

He thought that she didn't understand anything and couldn't eat a little. But tonight, she actually understands.

Her coffee position itself is not worthy of the heroine of the show. The team does not know how much it takes to help her fight for this resource. She can't bear it, she can only let people do it.

In this circle, who climbed to the top, which one has not suffered such humiliation?

If it is not strong enough, you must learn to bear it.

The company has given you resources, can you hold it, you can only rely on yourself. Every resource is a step up. Only by stepping on these steps can you go to the top and finally capitalize.

She is neither a small line of flowers nor a top-level flow. She doesn't have a work that can speak with strength, and she doesn't even have the qualifications for the company to support her.

Talking about resistance before this is a joke.

Look at Horch, can't the producers just hold it?

Lying in the trough, yes, why is Horch coming? Still protecting her like this?

Bei Mingfan was shocked and sneaked into the past. The producers and the producers have already left. Sheng Qiao hastily rushed to the waiter to get a cup of hot water. His eyes are full of urgency and worry. He whispered to Horch and asked him "Is it difficult?" Stomach pain? Do you want to spit in the toilet?"

Horch closed his eyes and rubbed his temples and whispered, "No, nothing."

She was so sad that she cried out.

Just at the dinner table, all the toasts he came to refuse. He stayed in the circle for a long time and knew about these rules. When she talked during the day, she knew that she would come to dinner with the investor, and he expected it. After recording the program, she rushed in, blocking the means of humiliation for her, and had to use alcohol to solve those troubles at the wine table.

The liquor is very strong, and there is nothing left. Now it is gradually getting on the head, and the eyes are turning around with a closed eye, and even the consciousness is beginning to be confused.

Sheng Qiao saw that he gradually leaned to one side, hugged him, and his heart seemed to hurt. He looked up and rushed to Bei Mingfan and shouted "Bei Ge, first get him to the car."

Bei Mingfan quickly rushed to come over and hugged Horch. Sheng Qiao took the cover and hat from the bag and carefully put it on him. The two men helped him out.

Fang Bai is playing games in the car. Seeing this scene is also very shocking. "Horch brother? What happened? How did you get drunk like this?"

Several people put him on the bus, Sheng Joe sat in the back row, so that he could lean on his shoulder and report an address.

Fang Bai enters the navigation and the car drives on the road. Bei Mingfan turned his head and looked at it. Sheng Qiao held him motionless. His eyes were filled with distress and self-blame. He looked so careful and careless, as if he was holding a fragile treasure in his arms.

Is this annoying Horch?

This is love to the bones.

Bei Mingfan sighed heavily in his heart, and asked for a half-minute, "Little Joe, you and Horch, are not in love?"

When I asked this, I felt unbelievable. This is not called falling in love, what is love?

The result did not expect Sheng Qiao to say "No."

Bei Mingfan thought that she was denying "Little Joe, you should never blame me. The company did not say that you would not let you fall in love, but if the other party is Horch, then it is really necessary to prepare for the exposure in advance." ”

"Really do not have."

Fang Bai couldn't help but say "What love is going on, she is chasing stars. She is a fan of Huo Gege."

Bei Mingfan "???"

Miscalculated...

When the car approached a pharmacy, Sheng Qiao let Fang Bai stop, please Bei Mingfan went to buy some hangover medicine, and then drove all the way to the neighborhood where Horch lived.

Fang Bai and Bei Mingfan helped him. Sheng Qiao led the way to the door of Horch’s house and found that the door lock was a code lock. He was not drunk and unconscious, and said the password. After entering the house, the two men took him to the bedroom upstairs.

Sheng Joe helped him take off his shoe coat, cover the quilt, and ran up and down the hot water to let him hang up the hangover.

Bei Mingfan looked complicated, and when she finally stopped, hesitated to ask, "Would we go?"

Sheng Qiaoyu looked at the person who seemed to be sleeping at the door and shook his head. "I don't want to go, I have to guard, I can't let the drunk person stay alone."

There were not many cases in which the vomit blocked the trachea, and Bei Mingfan couldn’t say anything. He had to explain her a few words and left with Fang Bai.

Surrounded by the silence, Sheng Qiao gently went to the bathroom, wet the towel with hot water, returned to the bedroom and squatted in front of the bed, gently wiped his face and hands.

When he rubbed his palm, he bent his finger and held her hand in the palm of his hand.

He still closed his eyes and passed out with a drunken voice. "Don't you go?"

She looked down at him, so close, could see his long twitching long eyelashes, flushed cheeks because of alcohol. She dialed the shreds that he had swept in the corner of his eye and carefully asked, "Well, can I stay?"

His eyelashes frilled and seemed to be blinking. The wine was too heavy, and he didn't open it. He just laughed and whispered, "Yes."

She pulled her hand out and wiped her hands carefully with a towel. He didn't move any more, and the breathing after sleeping was gradually coming out. She turned off the light and walked back to the bed with her bare feet and sat down on the floor.

It was dark all around, only a light moonlight in front of the window. The tip of the nose is full of alcohol, but she doesn't feel bad at all. She put her head on the side of the bed, listening to his breathing, and in the darkness, tears fell silently.

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When Horch woke up, it was already the next day at noon.

After the hangover, his head was heavy and painful. He sat up and looked at him. Sheng Qiao was no longer in the room. Pulling the door out and walking down the stairs, I noticed that the kitchen lights were on and I could hear the sound of the water flowing.

He turned back and took a shower, dressed and went downstairs.

There was a faint scent of rice in the kitchen. She licked the porridge in a small half pot and gently stirred it with a spoon. When she saw him standing at the door, she said, "Hoch, you are awake!"

Quickly handed out the warming hangover soup from the steamer and handed it to him. He asked in a worried voice, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

He finished the sobering soup, shook his head, and saw the slight blackness under her eyes, frowning. "Don't sleep last night?"

He didn't know that she was sleeping at the bedside for one night.

She laughed. "It's okay, the porridge is good, you go out and wait for me."

She turned around and got busy, took a bowl of porridge, and brought out the light side dishes. When he tasted a few mouthfuls, he asked, "Is the stomach better?"

He nodded.

"There is still a porridge pot. You have to eat lighter today and raise your stomach."

Neither of them mentioned anything last night.

When he was eating, she had cleaned up the kitchen, went out and put on her coat, and said to him, "Horse, I am leaving."

He put down the bowl, "I will send you."

She even waved her hands. "No need to use it. You can send it at home during the day. You should rest at home. I don't think your face is very good. I put it on the coffee table and label the type. If you are uncomfortable, remember to find it."

He was a little dizzy, driving was not safe, so he sat back and nodded.

She laughed, waved at him, changed shoes at the door, and turned back and said, "Hoch, bye."

He said, "Come to me and send me a message."

She hurriedly nodded, put on a hat mask, opened the door and lowered her head.

After arriving home, I received a phone call from Bei Mingfan and learned that she had left Huo Xi’s house. She silently sighed and apologized and said, “Little Joe, I’m sorry for you last night. I didn’t expect that surname Jiang. I don’t even care about the occasion. This drama company is only one of the joint producers, and the big head is still there, and you are wronged."

"Nothing, no big grievances."

He liked her atmosphere and smiled. "Now the contract is signed, we will be completely relieved. Next week, the script will be sent over, you will prepare in advance, I believe you, this drama will definitely burst! When I got the prize, I got the soft hand and went to the peak of my life!"

Sheng Qiao said, "The drama has not been filmed yet, and you are looking too far into the future."

Bei Mingfan was actually reconciling the atmosphere. The two men joked a few words before hanging up.

In the next few days, Meng Xing Shen came to give her a class. She consolidated the old and new knowledge and went to record the new issue of "Starlight Boy". Her sanitary napkin advertisement was also on the major TV stations. Broadcast.

This kind of life-like advertisements like to play in a loop. Mothers who like to watch TV shows can see her dancing on a sanitary napkin every time they change a table...

The nationality went so far, so that as long as her drama was broadcast, the mothers and grandmothers holding the remote control board would see that she would say, "This is not the female star who dances on the sanitary napkin."

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