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On the new draft paper, there is finally new content:

He had just finished writing, before the pen and ink were dry, when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Quan was startled, and frantically rummaged through a pile of things for his mobile phone. The books and draft paper on his lap were scattered all over the floor.

I can't help it anymore, the ringtone of the mobile phone is particularly harsh in this silent summer night, and the theme song "Glory of the Warrior" of "Real Men" seems to be echoing in the entire corridor.

It's really terrible, if someone is brought in, it will be a large-scale arrest scene.

Jiang Quan's left hand was bound by a plaster cast, and his right hand was holding a pen. Beads of sweat burst out from the top of his head in an instant, and his hands and feet were even more inflexible.

Finally, he found the mobile phone hidden in the book, and pressed the hang up button anxiously, without even seeing who the caller was.

He didn't know how long it took him to press the phone call, but he only knew that the lyrics of the last sentence were "Victory will be ignited by me, and I will write a legend with my life."

My God, if someone finds out, it will be a great legend!

After hanging up the phone, he held his breath and carefully searched for the sound in the corridor with his ears.

Fortunately, fortunately, no one rushed through the fire door and entered the stairwell.

Jiang Quan finally let go of his heart.

Unexpectedly, it's not thirty minutes yet.

...

Concentrated, Jiang Quan turned on his phone, wanting to see who this bastard who almost gave him a heart attack was.

136XXXX0913, this number is Wei Haoran's private number.

Although he didn't save this number in his phone, he saved it in his heart... The last four digits were his birthday.

Jiang Quan lost his mind again, why did Wei Haoran call himself in the middle of the night? After Valentine's Day, he never called or texted himself again, and everything ended that night!

"Dizzy fish" Jiang Quan didn't call Wei Haoran back, but sorted out the scattered debris.

Pi Xiaoyou can be willful, but he can't.

Even to the last day of his life, he was unwilling to think only of himself.

In the last 12 hours, there is one more thing that can be done, and that is confession... Confess to the one you love so that he will never forget himself.

But so what?

Immediately to die, life parted, the dead person closed his eyes forever, leaving only scars for the living.

To love someone is to wish him happiness.

How could those tabloid photos of Wei Haoran and Zhao Yuanyuan be fake, they were clearly these two people.

No matter how much you like, you can't steal other people's things.

...

Knowing that Jiang Quan was waiting in the corridor, Xiaoyou really didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and went downstairs obediently.

The two walked to their own floor silently, gently closed the fire door and walked towards their room.

This time, their room was not in front of the fire door, but at the innermost floor of the floor.

Suddenly, a door next to Jiang Quan quietly opened, and a short and fat man came out with a bowed body.

Jiang Quan turned pale with shock, and the books, pens and draft paper in his hands scattered all over the floor again.

The man was also taken aback.

It's past three o'clock in the middle of the night, how can there be people walking in the corridor, and they are still holding books!

Three people, six eyes, all stared in a daze in the corridor.

The short and frustrating middle-aged man is well-informed after all. After closing the door behind him, he tidied up his appearance, and then swaggered towards the elevator.

This floor should be occupied by female guests, how could a man come out of the room?

After the two watched him leave, they returned to their room.

People are unlucky, it's really stuffy to drink cold water!

Before going to sleep, Jiang Quan and Pi Xiaoyou not only locked the door, but also moved the single sofa in the room to the door of the room to block the door of the room.

Jiang Quan begged Xiaoyou, "Don't be like this in the future, okay? I was scared twice today and almost went to the west!"

Pi Xiaoyou asked him why he was frightened twice, but he didn't explain, and just said, "If I die young, it must be you who killed me!"

...

In the morning, while eating the buffet, Jiang Quan and Pi Xiaoyou met that short and fat man again. It turned out that he was the executive director of "Where the Meteor Falls".

After meeting Jiang Quan and Pi Xiaoyou, he wasn't embarrassed at all, instead, he took the initiative to get beside them, and said, "Are you guys going to take the exam? Where did you go to cram in the middle of the night?

It's pretty good, so self-motivated...has a future, has a future, if there is a suitable role in my movie in the future, I will definitely help you arrange it! "

Neither Jiang Quan nor Pi Xiaoyou said anything.

Zhao Yuanyuan next to him was not happy, "Director Wang, don't you say that if there is a suitable role in the future, you will consider me first, have you changed your mind again!"

Director Wang patted her hand lightly, "I'm going to arrange it for you this time? You have to be good, you have to be sensible, and you have to know who to follow to have a future. Those who follow me will not suffer." of!"

Wow, Wei Haoran has a prairie on his head.

The two exchanged glances.

Jiang Quan smiled and said to Pi Xiaoyou, "The things here smell a little strange, not suitable for the two of us, you have to be good and sensible, and follow me to look over there to see if there are any new things .

Remember, I would rather not eat than eat indiscriminately. Eating unclean things will cause diarrhea! "

The two proudly picked up their plates and moved from the western food area to the Chinese food area.

It didn't take long before that fat man who was afraid of locks left with Price... no, no, and fake face Zhao Yuanyuan.

Jiang Quan also finished eating, but Pi Xiaoyou insisted on wasting time in the restaurant, he had to wait for Pei Junmin to come down.

Jiang Quan, who was fed up with the dog food of the two of them, had to leave the restaurant alone.

I stayed up too late yesterday and my spirits were sluggish, so I had to go back and catch up on sleep.

While waiting for the elevator at the elevator entrance, I met Pei Junmin and the green prairie who came down to have breakfast.

They came directly to the restaurant with their luggage and bags on their backs, apparently to save time.

Jiang Quan nodded as a greeting.

However, Pei Junmin followed the crowd and Wei Haoran was not in a hurry. He stopped and asked Jiang Quan, "Are you okay? Is your injury better?"

It turned out that he called himself to care about himself.

"It's okay, I didn't suffer any injuries, but Mr. Lin was afraid that my sprain would become habitual, so he insisted on putting a cast on me, but it's actually not that serious!" Jiang Quan replied.

"It's fine, just concentrate on playing the game next time, and don't get distracted!"

"Ah?! Oh... yes, thank you for your concern!" Jiang Quan responded bluntly.