Chapter 115 Sweet Dreams, You Big-Headed Ghost

"Thanks."

Liu Yifei looked at the little electric donkey going away and muttered to herself.

Start the fire and turn around.

After returning home, I sat on the sofa, turned on my computer, logged into my email, and received "Curved Surface" from Yang Lingyue.

Attachment:

"Have a sweet dream."

While waiting for the compressed package to be downloaded, Liu Xiaoli came over and sat next to her, glanced at her subconsciously, and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"A short film."

At this point, the download is complete.

Liu Yifei saw that her mother also wanted to read it, so she put the computer on the coffee table in front of her.

9 minutes later.

"Yang Lingyue? Is it the one I met in Chengdu? Did he take the photo?"

When the subtitles appeared, Liu Xiaoli was shocked and her discomfort after watching the movie was relieved a lot.

"Yeah, I wrote and directed it myself."

Liu Yifei hugged her knees with her hands and her eyes blank, obviously she hadn't recovered yet.

"Are you in contact with him?" Liu Xiaoli frowned, then asked softly in a slower tone.

Liu Yifei then told what happened near the movie channel, but she concealed the plot of the coffee shop. She didn't know why she hid it, she just subconsciously didn't want to talk about it.

"He is indeed a talented person. I hope he can succeed."

Liu Xiaoli didn't hear anything. As long as she didn't have any personal contact with her precious daughter, she was a good comrade.

"People from the movie channel said that the ratings of another one of his films were very high and it was replayed three times." Liu Yifei said with emotion.

"Short films and feature films are different. Okay, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Liu Xiaoli clapped her hands to end the topic.

Courtyard No. 5

Yang Lingyue is making vegetarian soup in the kitchen, which is mung bean sprouts, kelp shreds, white jade mushrooms, and iron rod yam mixed together in a clay pot. After the yam is soft, add a little salt and white pepper to taste. It is very delicious. This is what he saw in his previous life. Learned from video.

The food was bought from the small supermarket in front of his community. After all, it was too heavy at noon and a bit boring.

"It's really nice."

Zeng Li walked behind her boyfriend and took a deep breath, as if smelling the soup.

"Okay, go get the dishes and chopsticks."

Yang Lingyue turned off the heat and put the casserole on the dining table.

"That's great. I didn't expect you to have such a skill. Have you finished recording the song?" Zeng Li asked while taking a sip of soup.

"That's it in the morning. There will be a meeting in the afternoon. Once I am the boss, I have to decide how to allocate the work. More companies will do this in the future." Yang Lingyue explained.

"Oh, have you ever thought about setting up a separate film and television company?" Zeng Li asked.

"No, when the time is right, the company will spin off the record business and set up a separate branch. The rest is the film and television part. What, what do you think?" Yang Lingyue looked up at Zeng Li.

"Waiting to buy shares and drink soup with the big boss." Zeng Li said with a smile.

"A family is not suitable for being in the same company." Yang Lingyue blurted out.

Zeng Li almost choked because she put in too much pepper. She glanced at her boyfriend with complicated eyes, digested this sentence and said:

"I'm going to school tomorrow."

"Have you thought about it?"

"I'll ask first and then talk."

Yang Lingyue nodded and said nothing more.

After the meal, the two of them sat on the sofa and watched a movie. Zhou Xingxing's "Nine Levels of Sesame". Wang Jing is simply the god who mastered the rhythm of ancient Greek movies. This script is amazing.

When it comes to making jokes and when it advances the plot, it is not abrupt at all.

Damn it, I’ve taken so many movie appreciation classes, I’ve really become a professional audience.

"Li Zi, the return rate on your two million dollars so far is 67%."

Midway through the movie, Yang Lingyue spoke up.

"Ah? How much?" Zeng Li opened her eyes wide.

Yang Lingyue repeated it.

"Are you deliberately looking for a reason to give me money?" Zeng Li asked, blinking.

"No, the report is still in the mailbox. I was really short of money at that time, and all I wanted to do was scrape together a little bit." Yang Lingyue explained.

"Oh, my dear, you are taking care of my face like this." Zeng Li smiled.

"Whatever you think." Yang Lingyue was speechless.

"Then why are you talking about this? I lent it to you." Zeng Li continued to ask.

"I want to tell you that even if you study off-duty, you don't have to worry about income. I will consider it for you, okay." Yang Lingyue had no choice but to confess his thoughts.

"You want me to go to graduate school?" Zeng Li felt that she had grasped the key point.

"Yes." Yang Lingyue nodded after all.

"Hmph, it's not like you to make so many twists and turns." Zeng Li said angrily.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have interfered." Yang Lingyue extended his tone and apologized very unseriously.

"Virtue."

Zeng Li scolded, got into Yang Lingyue's arms and began to get tired of it.

"Lingyue, thank you. I hope you can participate in my future, because the future I want includes you."

"Well, I understand."

Yang Lingyue gently stroked Zeng Li's cheek and sighed secretly at her own changes. Yu Li was a devil, seducing a kind soul all the time. He actually subconsciously wanted to control Zeng Li's future.

Yang Lingyue didn't know whether this was good or bad. His past life experience told him that this was not good, but he was ready to do it.

"It hurts, be gentle."

Zeng Li patted her chest.

well!

Yang Lingyue felt sad for Qi Qin on the TV screen. She was about to give birth and was going to be executed.

I can't help but want to clench my fists and deeply hate these corrupt officials who are colluding with each other.

It's definitely not affected by noon.

"Let's go back to the bedroom to digest the food?" Yang Lingyue suggested after checking the time.

Zeng Li turned her head and looked at her boyfriend, with a suspicious look on her face. Didn't he go to the company today?

"Go get some things and a blanket. I haven't finished reading yet."

Zeng Li looked at the TV screen again after saying that.

In fact, Zeng Li likes the feeling of two people hugging each other tightly. A small space is best, which makes people feel safe.

Liu's Villa

Liu Yifei was lying on the bed, typing a text message with her mobile phone, typing a few words and deleting them, going back and forth, over and over again, which was not like her at all.

In the end, she cancelled the interface and covered her head to sleep.

I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I might as well read a book.

Then I took out a chicken soup for the soul from the bedside table, but I couldn't take out anything else because it was all chicken soup articles.

In the past year or so, most of the books I read were these.

A conversation between her and Yang Lingyue in the cafe this afternoon can be called chicken soup intertextuality.

"So old-fashioned."

I don't know if it's because of the aftereffects of "Curved Surface" or because the fatherly eyes are too unforgettable, but I can't concentrate on reading. I get distracted as soon as I read.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

On the sofa in Courtyard No. 5, the two were hugging each other and feeling each other's heartbeats. The phone on the coffee table vibrated twice.

Yang Lingyue grabbed it and took a look:

"Good dream, you big-headed ghost!!!" - Junior Sister

"Oh, what are you doing, hold me tight." Zeng Li refused.

Yang Lingyue had to put the phone back and do her routine.

"Yeah." Zeng Li rubbed her boyfriend's chest with satisfaction.