Lee Ji-en threw his phone onto the quilt with a little dissatisfaction. He picked up his arms and pouted his mouth slightly.

Lin Zhexun hung up the phone shortly after sleeping last night. In the morning, he looked at his phone, and there was only a call record of more than an hour.

Is this guy really, never taking himself seriously? He was chatting very well last night, and it seemed to be quite good at it, but that was the end?

Gently stroking Xin Wuqing on his left hand, Li Zhien took a breath of air conditioning.

She slid again during the rehearsal more than an hour ago. This time she didn't fall down half-push and half-intentionally, but she really fell to the ground with her legs weak.

There was no way. The last song was a little thick and strong, and the legs were really weak, and they couldn't support the body of about 90 pounds. They cramped the moment they jumped up and fell down.

Not only the director was panicked. Everyone, even Director Zhang, was panicked. Everyone saw that there was no big mess in other aspects and the completion was pretty good, so they hurriedly called for a stop, letting the rehearsal end so hastily.

The performers can't even lift their hands, so how can we continue with the Showcase tomorrow night?

Li Zhien felt a little depressed. He glanced at his phone screen and said that the greetings he sent had been more than two hours, but the other party still did not respond.

Is it the same as yesterday, Lin Zhe asked if this guy is still busy? It’s over 10 pm in China now. He still didn’t see the text message so late?

Throw the cold ice pack on his right leg and left arm back into the ice bucket, slowly lay down and look at the snow-white ceiling.

I have been back to the hotel for a long time now. I have finished washing up and lying on the bed in exhaustion. But she can't fall asleep at all.

Yes, how could she feel at ease with the uneasy about the head living next door always make her sleep peacefully?

For a novice, in this kind of power struggle game, no one who is good at expressing her approval and support for her behavior is simply difficult to let her rest. Now, as soon as her mind touches the pillow, she can think of various behaviors and languages ​​of her family's director.

But those who can make her trust and help her make rational analysis ignore her greetings at all.

It was winter and the air conditioner was also comfortable, but it felt like it was damp on the legs, and the sheets and sheets seemed to be soaked in water.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Li Zhien became more and more irritable. He picked up the phone beside him again. Unlocked, opened the call record, and looked for the phone number that last night's one-hour long. Then he dialed.

There is a girl opposite the microphone and she speaks Chinese.

She frowned, but a few seconds later, her face immediately became a little struggling and conflicted, and even a little bit of blushing.

He quickly hung up the phone, wrote down the number of the other party's mobile phone, and opened a website called SK Tele.

......

"Hehe, are you... busy?" Li Zhien's voice was cautious, gentle and a little flattering, cute and a little flattering. It seemed that the anger and impatient thing of the past disappeared in a moment. He listened carefully to the other party's every move.

"I'm busy." The other party's voice was a little cold, as if it could be said to contain a certain amount of resentment.

Li Zhien's heart skipped a beat, and listened to the "slap" sound in the microphone, his tone became even more humble.

"Then I will contact you later?"

"What's the matter? Say it." Cold, ruthless and even a little murderous intent.

This made Li Zhien feel even more humble, and she had to continue to lower her posture:

"The phone bill is discounted to the rent. I charged you 100,000 won. Your phone bill will definitely not be owed now."

"I used to have a balance of more than 200,000 yuan."

"Who told you not to open a package or something?" Li Zhien muttered as he seemed to be empty-handed and asked for more than 100,000 yuan.

"What did you say? Since that's the case, then..."

"No, no, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hang up the phone, okay?" Li Zhien was about to cry. She found that she was really a fool. This time she really cheated Lin Zhexin, and it was a terrible trick.

The previous one was not the phone that Lin Zhexun deliberately hung up. It was probably because both of them fell asleep and the other party owed their mobile phones and was hung up by the communication operator.

I was just blaming the other party for not contacting me, but it turned out that I had cheated the other person to the extreme.

"Then what are you going to do when you call? I don't have the money to coax you to bed."

"I'm afraid~~"

"If you are afraid, chat and type."

"I can't sleep."

"Do I have to teach you when I sleep?"

"I was wrong~~I was wrong~~" Beiwei Xiao Li's voice was full of infinite coquettishness. There is no way, I can't force myself to Lin Zhexin now: "My mistake has not interfered with your work today."

......

There was a silence in the microphone, and there was no sound of "slap" anymore.

This made Lee Ji-eun's heart pound.

"Hey, forget it, it's all over." Lin Zhexun, who was opposite the phone, sighed slightly, thinking about what he had happened during the day today, and thought it would be better not to say it.

However, this made Li Zhien feel even more uncomfortable. Lin Zhe asked that the situation is worse than that of himself, and he really made it impossible for him to do things on his mobile phone for a day. His willfulness last night really made him miserable.

"Did you be scolded by your seniors in the Procuratorate?" Li Zhien lowered his head slightly and stuttered: "Then...why don't you scold me a few words. Of course, I can only scold you a few words."

"I don't have time to scold you, tell me what's the matter."

"Did you forgive me?"

What's the point of forgiveness? If I really miss a big deal, will I beg you to go to prison?

Lin Zhexun sighed in his heart as he looked at the mountains of materials in his hands.

When he saw his phone was down due to arrears in the morning, he naturally wanted to scold people. He couldn't contact people in South Korea and asked them to recharge their phone bills. So today he followed the team in an endless manner, fearing that any unexpected things would make them catch the handle.

But it was fine, nothing unexpected seemed to happen. He just listened to his sarcastic and sarcastic attitude towards himself all day today.

Because the words made him feel too painful to recall.

As for refutation, last night's welcome dinner was the only opportunity to fight back. It is impossible to fight back against the seniors with words today.

To put it bluntly, it was because it was half a diplomatic occasion. Because these people were angry and had no place to vent, they needed to save face and enjoy their appetite. However, most of the time during the inspection was not a diplomatic occasion. I was alone in this small group of more than 30 people. If some people were thriving in their blood and they would beat me up, then I really couldn't do anything.

1v30?Was this a martial arts movie?

Therefore, I can only spit on my face and accept it.

Lin Zhexun sighed and talked about all the grievances he had suffered throughout the day:

"Tell me, what's the matter with me at this time."
Chapter completed!