Unconventional screenwriter

After eating, he put on a white loose cotton and linen pajamas, and Narazawa sat at the neat and plain wooden low table, with a lazy expression, a straight back, and his long, thin fingers with distinct bones like white jade. At the table, it seems to be thinking.

There were only two books he often read on the low table, and a pink pen holder, which was given to him by Xiao Xia Yan.

On the left hand side is a large glass of jet black concoction. This is Ou's mom boiled him to prepare the decoction. In addition to the blackness, this soup is also very bitter.

So he still kept two homemade orange candies waiting to relieve the bitterness.

Jin Zhiyong knocked on the bedroom door, which was half open, and glanced at his little brother who loves to study.

"Shengze, is it convenient for me to come in?"

Jin Chengze raised his head and smiled: "Brother, it's convenient for me."

Without closing the door, Jin Zhiyong walked in.

His brother doesn't like a completely enclosed space.

The windows were wide open, and the gentle evening breeze poured into the house, cool and fresh.

The seldom night sky is clear tonight, and the hazy moonlight shines into the house, and the light is very soft.

After the traffic from the distant street came in, it didn't seem to be as noisy as it was during the day, but it was a bit of a relaxed and cozy after returning home.

And if someone leaned on the window, he could reach out his hand to reach the red rose flowers planted under the wall, blooming wantonly.

tender and beautiful.

beautiful.

The bedroom that Cheng Ze lives in is not big, but it looks unusually neat and clean, even wide.A medium-sized wooden closet with clean and neat bedding and a wooden low table.

On one side of the low table is a large locked cabinet. On the top of the cabinet is a black pen, and in the cabinet is Cheng Ze’s very precious things. Cheng Ze told them that there are some rough scripts inside, and Storyboard painting for the script.

They don't really understand these things, but when they hear that Cheng Ze is writing scripts and the like, they don't need to say anything, their Cheng Ze is very good.

"Songze, today you can do such a brave thing, my brother is very proud. As a man, I support you very much, a real man should help the weak. But as your family member, I hope to encounter this kind of thing in the future. You do what you can. Think about yourself and our family members. Your health is not good. We are all worried about your harm."

Jin Zhiyong said softly.

Cheng Ze smiled and nodded: "Well, I know."

Jin Zhiyong stood up and patted Cheng Ze on the back of the head: "Get up early tomorrow morning. Let's go out for exercise together. We must remember."

Jin Chengze couldn't laugh immediately.

Just now on a whim, or mainly to reassure Aba and Ma, he said that he wanted to exercise in the morning.

Then before he wakes up, before he regrets, the other four immediately began to encourage him, cheer for him, and cheer for him.

I feel happier than when he went to Seoul to take an exam and talk about scripts.

"There is."

Before leaving, Jin Zhiyong hesitated whether he should say it or not, and sighed with a smile on Jin Chengze's puzzled eyes.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

I hope this home will be complete by then.

Jin Sungze nodded and smiled.

"Well, brother, you go to bed earlier."

Jin Zhiyong who walked out came back again and stretched out his head and reprimanded: "By the way, I will give me the medicine quickly, and the medicine will be gone when it is cold. You guy will forget the time when you read a book, so drink it now. what."

Cheng Ze smiled awkwardly, holding up the decoction that was indeed cold, and drank it in one gulp, quite proud.

Then there is a freshly baked white bitter gourd face.

Jin Zhiyong smiled and shook his head to go out.

In the other bedroom, Mother Jin looked at the phone number marked with Daedae and hesitated. She didn't know if she should call.

Dad Kim sighed softly: "Taeyeon has a schedule tonight, so she must be very tired. You should take the time to call her again tomorrow. We really can't delay any longer. We will have to face it sooner or later. Face it now."

Mother Jin nodded silently, seeming to agree with her husband.

Turning off the lights, the two sighed.

Will this well-behaved, clever and stupid son hate them in the end?

Ugh.

...

Early the next morning, it was light.

The window in the teenager’s bedroom was wide open, the morning breeze blew the hem of the curtains, the warm yellow light in the bedroom was on, and it seemed to be on all night, the thin and tall boy was nestled in the quilt, his head slightly Hanging, a handsome face was exposed, his brows were slightly frowned, and it seemed that he was not sleeping well.

Jin Zhiyong slapped a big hate, scratched the hair that had been messed up into a chicken coop, and knocked heavily on the open door.

"Chengze, get up quickly, we have exercised."

Jin Sungze reluctantly opened his eyes, his bright eyes were covered with a mist of water vapor, he looked at the white ceiling above his head without a thought, his head buzzed, he forgot the time when he read the book last night, and he was not careful. Saw very late.

But this is not the key, the key is that he shouldn't have voted into the net yesterday and said he went to morning exercises.

Pulling together his messy short hair, Jin Chengze slowly got up, swinging it from side to side twice, like a goose about to fall.

Gradually there was a look in his eyes, Cheng Ze took a deep breath, like a thin warrior who went to death generously.

If you are a man, you must do what you say!!!

The three men of the Jin family stood in front of the gate in sportswear.

Dad Jin is very energetic and eager to try it.

Jinda looked awake, stretching his joints to the left and right.

Jin San lay on the wall, the upper eyelid and the lower eyelid close together, he could sleep again.

In the expectant smile of Mother Jin, Bai Zhanji Jinsan was taken away by Jin Dad and Jin Da.

After coming back from morning exercises, Jin Chengze lay directly on the floor as soon as he arrived home, panting like a fish that had been dehydrated for a long time, with a weak breath.

He was almost out of breath for today, but now he is just completely relieved.

Dad Jin and Jin Da pierced their waists and laughed at the weak chicken in the family.

Dad Jin and Da Jin took Cheng Ze to the destination of their daily morning jogs. It was a garden a few streets away from home. They planned to run back again. But who expected Cheng Ze to be unable to do so, so Jin Dad and Jin Da couldn't help but walked back slowly with him.

Several people who often jog in the morning looked at the new weak chicken character in their family, and said a few "sarcasm" words.

Dad Jin and Da Jin looked at Cheng Ze with teasing expressions, with a cheerful look.

Although Cheng Ze responded with a smile, a strong sense of shame arose in his heart.

Determined to exercise well, for the dignity of men!

Jin's mother slapped the hippie smiling father and son angrily, and looked at the exhausted third son with distressed expressions.

Xiao Xiayan carefully drew out a dry towel from Jin Ma's hand, squatted down, looked at Cheng Ze Ouba, who was pale, her mouth closed, a little distressed.