Unconventional screenwriter

The gloomy sky in the distance was like Yoori's heavy sad mood at the moment. She took out her mobile phone and called someone.

"Why not, I am Quan Yuri, if I have time tonight, do you want to come out and play together?"

"What can I do? I just want to go to a crowded place for a drink."

"Ha, don't worry, I won't drink too much."

...

Hyomin seemed to talk a few words at first, but now Yoori is almost pouring wine into his mouth one after another. His scalp is numb. What happened to this? Why did he drink so hard?

She quickly grabbed the wine bottle in her hand and asked carefully: "What happened to you? Why are you drinking so fiercely today."

Seeing that the wine bottle in front of him was missing, Yoori didn't care. She looked aside and found that several wine bottles were overlapped, making her eyes dizzy.

She used her hands several times, but fortunately she still got the wine, "I have nothing to do, haha, let's drink."

Hyo Min was shocked by seeing Yoori who was about to drink directly, and rushed to grab it, "Oh, don't drink, you are all drunk".

But this time, Youli reacted extremely quickly. She hurriedly held the wine bottle in her arms, swaying her head from side to side, and then her body also shook, and she stammered.

"No... No, I'm not drunk, I... I can still drink, drink!"

Park Soyeon put down the juice in her hand and looked at Yoori, who was flushed and could not sit still, and shook her head helplessly: "I'd better send her back. I can't drink anymore like this, if she drinks more, It is a big problem to get it back. If it is photographed again, it will be a big trouble."

Hyo Min agreed.

It's just that when Park So-yeon picked up the hat and mask on the side to put on Yoori, Yoori played a trick.

She hugged the sofa tightly, her long hair in the shawl was so messed up by the shaking head, and there was only one sentence in her mouth, "I won't go back, I won't go back to death."

Hyomin and Soyeon are helpless, what is Yoory's trouble.

They tried to persuade them for a long time, and then to no avail.

Then they procrastinated for a long time, and then they realized that the two of them couldn't help Yoori, because even though Yoori was drunk, he was still very strong, and the whole person was as if they were on a sofa.

Seeing that hard or soft is not enough, Hyomin and Soyeon think it is better to understand the situation first.

So Yeon squatted next to Yoori and asked softly, "Yori, why don't you want to go back to the dormitory?"

Then So Yeon and Hyo Min only saw Yoori slowly turning her face, her mouth slumped, and she seemed to be aggrieved, with some crying in her tone, "It's shameful to go back. I don't dare to see him at this time. If he is What do you do if you dismiss me as not good, and dismiss me as a loser? Uuuuu."

After speaking, Yoori cried directly.

Hyomin and others are really dumbfounded, who is this "him"?We are not sending you to "him", but just sending you back to the dormitory.

No matter what Hyomin said, Yoori didn't say who "he" was, but insisted: "He is very handsome.", "He is very gentle.", "He is very nice to me.", "You call him. Do you like me?"

Hyo Min and So Yeon were shocked. In this tone, if Yoori did not have a good impression of this "him", they would not believe it.

In the end, Hyomin and Soyeon reached an agreement with the drunkard. It is okay to go back, but "he" must pick it up.

Hyo Min and So Yeon agreed, they were actually quite curious about this "him".

Waiting for the phone to be connected, Youli threw the phone to Hyo Min, who was like a hot potato, and then covered his face without speaking.

The corners of Hyo Min and So Yeon’s lips are helpless. Even Yoori, who has always been free and easy, can’t escape the curse of a woman in love becoming shy and cowardly?

Xiaomin was helpless holding the phone that was forcibly stuffed into her hand. As soon as he put the phone to her ear, there was a low and sweet male voice on the other side, which was somewhat familiar.

"Hey, Yoori, what's the matter?"

Hyomin was a little embarrassed, "That I am not Yoori, I am Yoori's friend. She is drunk and wants you to pick her up. Is it convenient for you now?"

Hearing that Yoori was drunk, Cheng Ze couldn't help but frown. He quickly replied: "It's convenient for me. May I ask where you are now? I'll pick her up right away."

"Finalclub? Wait for me, I will come now."

Feeling a little worried, Cheng Ze emphasized: "I will be there soon, please wait for me to come over, thank you."

Hyomin couldn't help but smile. This "he" takes Yoori very seriously, "It's okay, we will wait for you, don't rush."

Cheng Ze hung up the phone and ran to the hallway, but after thinking of something, he ran back to the room and took a large hoodie jacket.

A subtle smile appeared on Hyo Min's face. She smiled at So Yeon and said, "Does this "him" have a good voice? The voice is very gentle, but it is very magnetic, very manly."

So Yeon glanced at Yoory who was holding the sofa tightly, and her smile became ambiguous.

...

"Uncle driver, finalclub, hurry up? Please."

"Okay, sit firmly."

Almost at the fastest speed, Cheng Ze reached the door of the finalclub, but encountered a problem when he entered. He is not yet 19 years old, so he can't enter.

But he must go in today.

"ID card."

"Forgot to bring it."

The black-clothed security guard glanced at the man who covered his face tightly in front of him, and asked again, "Is there a VIP card?"

"No." Cheng Ze behind the mask couldn't help but frown, feeling a little irritable.

Even if he was standing outside the door, he could hear the noise in the club, and he was worried about Yoori.

When the black-clothed security guard was about to refuse him, a man in a white suit appeared. He wore a pair of gold-wired eyes and a delicate face. When speaking, there was a sense of majesty that could not hold his beak, just let anyone see him behind him. Five sturdy bodyguards with fierce faces did not dare to say much.

"Let him in."

"Nei, boss." The black-clothed security guard bowed ninety degrees to the man in the white suit, and then said to Cheng Ze: "You can go in."

"Thank you." Cheng Ze nodded to the man in the white suit and then went in.

As soon as he entered the club, Cheng Ze realized that he had underestimated the noise level in the bar. When he walked into the finalclub, all he saw were crowded people.

The light is dim but it keeps flickering. All the people are twisting like irrational snakes. The dynamic music and the sounds of everyone on the dance floor are so loud that even if he stands in front of others, it is not necessarily I could hear what he was saying.