Chapter 2:

The moment Jiang Chi saw the text message, his heart stopped suddenly.
Geng Tian was also taken aback.
Jiang Chi took a deep breath, and his brain resumed operation quickly after a two-second gap.
Ye Lang sent a text message to himself to pick him up.
Jiang Chi suddenly felt it was difficult to breathe and needed to go out to get some haze.
Jiang Chi stood up and changed his clothes while yelling, "What ... Brother Geng, I will go out once I have something to do, and I will not show you ..."
Geng Tian was shocked: "You, what are you doing?"
Jiangchi put on his windbreaker, and the three souls and five souls have not returned to their original positions, subconsciously saying, "I ... I'll pick him up."
"Aren't you crazy ?!" Geng Tianzhang was dumbfounded, almost stunned by Jiangchi's qi, "Ye Yingdi could not send text messages to others in the middle of the night
Cannon, even if he would! He could not bother himself, You are still in the cooperation period! Do you understand? "
Jiangchi was sober for a moment, and he argued for Ye Lang: "Of course he didn't mean that! He is a human ..."
"Listen to me first! We don't know what he is private to." When Geng Tian blocked Jiangchi, he took two steps in his place, saying, "The golden age is a private hall opened by Yu Yingze, Yu Yingze, It ’s not open to the outside world. The people they usually go to are those in their circle. Ye Lan is now there. I do n’t know how many people are with him. Even if he wants someone to send it, does it need you?

"You can think of what is happening with them on your knees, right? I ’m playing in the middle of the night. What jokes are not dare to open? Their group, who dare not talk? You passed by now, when you pushed the door, that Maybe a house of people laughed and watched you make a fool of you. Are you still in a hurry to play this kind of pure fun? Oops ... I make you angry, my lungs hurt, and I make you for your face understand?!"
Jiangchi pursed his lips. He certainly understands.
Geng Tian bitterly said: "Okay, I know he was the first time you contacted you. You're excited. Don't go, don't call and ask. It's all early in the morning. When I meet tomorrow, I will talk about you No one is embarrassed when I fell asleep and didn't see it. This is the best. "
Jiang Chi calmed for a moment and then said, "What if he was drunk, and he accidentally sent a text message to me?"
Geng Tian smirked abruptly: "Jiangchi! You entered the circle on the first day? Are you too innocent? You just lost a year's savings for him today! What's wrong? Not enough? No face or face? Waiting for people What about fun? "
Jiang Chi silently looked down at the phone and read the text message several times.
He understands what Geng Tian said. No matter what he thinks about it, nine out of ten text messages are a joke.
But what if it's not?
What if he's really drunk?
Whose car would he get in if he didn't go?
Jiang Chi remembered that Ye Lang had said in an interview before that he was addicted to alcohol, but the amount of alcohol was not large, and he was easily drunk.
Ye Lang's charming drunkness in the past movies suddenly hit Jiangchi's eyes, and Jiangchi's heart beat a few times, suddenly a little scared.
Jiang Chi calmed down, picked up the car key, and went out amid the screams of Geng Weather's desperation.
He bet Yelang wouldn't play him with such a joke.
"Remember to bring a mask! Don't be photographed knowing it!"
Jiang Chi: "Relax."
Rao is Jiangchi's excellent car, galloping all the way, when he reached the golden age, it was already 1:30 in the morning.
The doorman greeted him diligently, Jiang Chi opened the window and waved his hand, signaled that he was only here to pick up people.
Jiang Chi took a deep breath, picked up his mobile phone, read the text message again, and confirmed again that it was sent to him by Ye Lang.
Jiangchi closed the window, took off his mask, rubbed his hair, and called the phone.
"Is your cell phone?" The noise in the box was noisy, Yu Xinze frowned, looked left and right, patted Ye Lang's shoulder, "Is it your cell phone?"
Ye Lang was drunk and hazy. He picked up the phone and watched it. "Huh?"
Ye Lang's lazy breath sound came into Jiangchi's ear through the phone's sound hole. When Jiangchi choked, his ear became red instantly.
"Brother Ye Lang, did you just send me a text message?" Jiang Chi tried to calm his voice. "I just happened to be playing nearby, so I came here, now at the entrance of the hall, you ..."
Ye Lang stunned, and the wine woke up halfway.
"Go ... Go away." Ye Lang held the microphone and shook off Yu Xinze's hand on his shoulder. When he saw him, he tangled, pushed him onto the sofa, and got out of the box by himself. Silently, "You're here? This ... makes this happen. Did I just text you?"
In the car, the redness on Jiang Chi's face receded a little, he said "um", and whispered softly: "You sent me a text message twenty minutes ago and asked me to come over ..."
Ye Lang quickly flipped through the communication records, and sure enough ... the text message that had to be sent to the driver Jin Ming was mistakenly sent to Jiang Chi, who also started with the surname J.
Ye Lang couldn't laugh or cry, it was nothing.
"You ..." Ye Lang hesitated, "Wait a minute, I'll go down."
Ye Lang hung up the phone, thought about it, returned to the box, walked to Yu Xinze, and whispered something in his ear.
"Let him come up! Isn't this right?" Yu Xinze said, "Come on, let him come ..."
"Shh ... shut up!" Ye Lang frowned, looking at the left and right, and lowering his voice. "It won't be over until these people hear it. We have a drama tomorrow ... he didn't know these people, what did he come up with?" I did n’t discuss it with you, and I was willing to go down and talk to him myself, so I have a step down, or else this is so ... what about playing in the middle of the night? "
Yu Xinze also brought some wine, and said lazily, "What's wrong with him ... It's so cold, I can't go down, can't I ask him to come? Let him know a few more people, he wants to, and people see you mistakenly I do n’t know how excited I am with this text message. Is this coming all the time?

"What are you ..." Ye Lang was laughed at by him. "Okay, don't let me tie you back when you come back. You love to sign or not."
Ye Lan said out of the box, Yu Xinze had to stop and didn't want to be caught by an actress.
Ye Lang didn't delay anymore, went downstairs alone, took over the coat handed over by the waiter, and just walked to the porch, a white car slowly drove over not far away.
Ye Lang sighed slightly and got into the car.
"Just now ..." Jiang Chi didn't dare to look straight at Ye Lang. He reversed the car and handed a cup of milk tea to Ye Lang, with a little restraint, "I just bought it on the way, if you have an upset stomach ... Of course you don't want to drink it Do n’t force it, you ...

Jiang Chi was annoyed that he couldn't say anything clearly, and ended the topic in a hurry: "You are free."
Ye Lang was a bit embarrassed. When he saw that Jiang Chi was more cramped than himself, he didn't feel anything. He gave a smirk and took two drinks with milk tea. He said, "Sorry, just a text message to the driver. Your names are next to each other, and you didn't notice it sent to you ... It was a big night, it affected your rest. "
A heart raised by Jiang Chi finally let go.
Ye Lang is not playing with him.
Jiangchi let out a sigh of relief, and shook his head busyly: "No effect, no effect, then I did not sleep when I texted, I usually slept late."
Ye Lang was at a loss: "Did you just say that you are playing near here?"
Jiang Chi coughed and reluctantly explained, "My home is nearby ... where are you going?"
Ye Lang paused a moment and said the name of a community.
The car ran smoothly on the main road. Ye Langqiang joked with Jiang Chi for a few moments, and his eyelids became heavier. Jiang Chi saw that Ye Lang was uncomfortable, raised the warm air a bit, and passed a crossing. At that time, Jiang Chi took his hand and took a blanket from the back seat and handed it to Ye Lang: "It's probably half an hour before we can get to your house. If you're sleepy, let's hold for a while. I'll call you at the place, um ... The blankets are new and clean. "
Ye Lang took a blanket with a touch of citrus and covered him with more relaxed spirits, but he was not ready to take a nap--the first time he broke the drunkenness and got into someone else's car. People don't know where to pull.
After staying in this circle for so many years, Ye Lang used to be cautious and not let himself have such omissions.
"It's hard to be a free driver, and it's a bit unconscience to sleep by yourself?" Ye Lang smiled, rubbing his eyebrows, and provoked the topic: "Did you watch the drama tomorrow?"
Jiang Chi's nerves were tight all the time, and Wen Yan was like a pupil who was asked a question, and he answered quickly: "Look! The lines have been memorized for a long time, and I played with the assistant several times. I need to talk with the director tomorrow. I watched the camera many times. I remember when I was in the position. Tomorrow I must ... "
"Haha ... don't be nervous." Ye Lang couldn't help laughing, "What's the matter, kid? Have I been Haichuan? Just relax and I just ask."
Jiang Chi realized that he was stupid again, and laughed: "I ... for the first time in the movie, I'm afraid I will drag everyone back, I ... I will try my best to catch your play."
Ye Lang squinted his eyes slightly and said, "You don't have to be so humble, you have good acting skills. You have to pick out some flaws, you just have inexperience ... but everyone will come this way, and it will be fine in the future."
Nothing is more inspiring than getting the male god's affirmation. Jiangdi blushed a little, and his heart beat several beats.
Ye Lan leaned on the passenger seat, looking at Jiangchi's slightly red cheeks, and thought it was fun, thinking: "Tomorrow ... Is it the kiss that I strongly kissed you?"
"Cough, cough ..." Jiang Chi froze and nodded, "Yes ..."
Ye Lang smiled and said, "Rest assured, I never take advantage of people by filming. I will see the director arrangement tomorrow. I should ..."
Jiang Chizhen looked at Ye Lang: "What should ...?"
Ye Lang thought for a while, and smiled lazily, "Shouldn't need a tongue kiss? But it still depends on the requirements of the director."
Jiangchi clutched the steering wheel in pain and tried his best to not drive the car into the green belt. 2k novel reading network