The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

Chapter 17

The night in early spring is very cool.

When Tang Zhou drove away from Tang's house, the wind whistled in through the car window, filling his heart, icy cold.

He didn't want to stay in Tang's house, nor did he want to go back to his residence and face the empty house alone.

The car was parked by the river.

The wind by the river was even stronger, and people's heads were half frozen.

Tang Zhou took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the storage compartment, put them in his pocket, and got off the station in front of the guardrail by the river.

The surface of the river was undulating, and the small waves hit the shore, causing a burst of noise.

Tang Zhou was about to light a cigarette when he paused slightly from the corner of his eye.

Not far away, a person tried to cross the guardrail.

Tang Zhou was startled, he didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother, is there a fire!"

The man froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Tang Zhou, his expression could not be seen clearly under the dim light.

Tang Zhou didn't change his face, pretending that he didn't see anything, and slowly approached, his eyes touched a young but vicissitudes of life face.

"Brother, borrow a fire." He smoked the cigarette between his fingers.

The man hesitated and said, "I didn't bring a lighter."

His eyes were red and bloodshot, obviously he hadn't rested well, and there was no light in them.

Tang Zhou sighed, "I didn't expect to meet someone so late."

The man didn't say a word, with one leg still on the guardrail, staring blankly at the river.

Tang Zhou continued: "Can you chat with me?"

The young man lowered his head, still not speaking.It seems that I won't be able to persuade him for a while.

Tang Zhou approached again, deliberately playing the sympathy card to try to bring back the other party's reason: "I was kicked out of the house and now I am homeless."

He babbled and sold a lot of misfortune, the young man finally couldn't hold back, and said, "Your car can sell for several million."

Tang Zhou: "..."

The young man said again: "Your cigarettes are quite expensive."

"..."

"Actually, I don't want to commit suicide, I just want to go down and take a bath."

Tang Zhou remained expressionless: "I'm afraid I'll be covered in mud."

Who believes!

The young man said quietly: "But there is no way, I can't even pay the water and electricity bills."

"..."

In terms of selling miserably, Tang Zhou was completely defeated.

"Can you lend me a cigarette?" The young man moved his legs down and stared at Tang Zhou with lifeless eyes.

"..."

Tang Zhou handed him the cigarette in his hand.

"Borrow another fire."

Tang Zhou was silent, and took out a lighter from his pocket.

The young man glanced at it, "Limited edition, it's not cheap." He seemed to be very knowledgeable, and there was no envy or jealousy in his expression.

He inhaled lightly, and in the haze of smoke, he asked Tang Zhou in a hoarse voice: "Can I borrow your bathroom again?"

Tang Zhou was not a sympathetic person. Seeing that this person had no intention of committing suicide, he wanted to refuse, but he saw that this person's eyes suddenly turned red, and two lines of tears flowed down his face.

"Actually, I don't want to jump down to take a shower, I just want to commit suicide."

"My ex-boyfriend is a liar and he took all my savings."

"I couldn't pay the rent and was evicted by the landlord."

"What's the point of my life? It's better to finish it all."

The young man wiped away his tears, and asked Tang Zhou in a trembling voice, "Do you think I still need to live?"

Tang Zhou was expressionless: "Moving bricks at the construction site can earn hundreds of yuan a day, collecting waste products is also good, and sweeping the streets is also good. Many people live like this, why do you have to belittle yourself? You are not bad."

young people:"……"

Tang Zhou continued to suggest ruthlessly: "With your looks, you can make a living as a group performer."

"..."

The young man stared at him, pondered for a while, and then said seriously: "I think we have something to talk about, and you can definitely understand me."

Tang Zhou raised his eyebrows, he planned to say goodbye to this person.

"I'm actually a screenwriter."

Tang Zhou thought to himself, it can be seen that he is quite good at making up stories.

"I have participated in some scripts before. I saved a little money and planned to pay a down payment, but they were all cheated."

Tang Zhou: You can call the police.

"I wrote a script. I wanted to sell it to make some money, but I hit a wall everywhere. How can those big investors and big directors like my script?"

"I think you are quite rich, and your brain circuit is also compatible with mine. Why don't you read the script first, and if you are interested, we can cooperate."

Tang Zhou found it quite novel. This was the first time someone used this method to solicit investment. "What if you're not interested?"

"Then I'd better jump into the river." The young man finished his last puff and looked at the river wearily.

Tang Zhou originally sympathized with him very much. If possible, he would not hesitate to help. After all, he has tasted the feeling of despair and helplessness himself, and it is quite uncomfortable.

But seeing that this person was so out of tune, he still asked cautiously: "What's the name of the script?"

The young man bared his teeth, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "I'm Not a Hero". The name is not important, do you want to listen to the content?"

Tang Zhou said firmly: "No need."

The light in the young man's eyes disappeared instantly.

But Tang Zhou said, "I vote."

Tang Zhou didn't realize what he did tonight until he brought the little screenwriter home.

He never imagined that if he went to the riverside to blow some wind, he could pick up a dark horse screenwriter and come back.

Even Tang Zhou, who didn't care about the film and television industry, had heard of the movie "I'm Not a Hero" in his dream.

A movie with a small investment and low cost became the hottest dark horse of the year, winning billions at the box office.Tang Zhou wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for the movie's popular actor to endorse Deep Blue's game commercials.

But that was also a movie a few years later. I didn't expect the script to appear so early. If the editor didn't lie, then he really picked up a mistake.

After this movie, the small screenwriter exploded several more movies.

This is not just billions of box office, even Tang Zhou can't help but be moved.

After Ai Mo took a comfortable bath and put on ill-fitting pajamas, Qiqi Ai Ai came to the living room, sat opposite Tang Zhou, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Tang Zhou's tone was light: "I was not quite able to talk just now."

Ai Mo said bluntly: "I didn't see the river clearly, I didn't expect the boss to look like this."

Tang Zhou: "..." He almost forgot that this person also has an ex-boyfriend.

"Just call me by name. Tell me about the script."

Ai Mo is a scheming person, otherwise he wouldn't have been deceived so badly. He opened his mouth and told Tang Zhou the general content of the script without stopping.

Since the movie was so popular, Tang Zhou was lucky enough to be invited by Fu Shen in his dream to watch it together.

The general plot is similar to what Ai Mo said, but there are some differences in the details.

However, it is understandable that the finished product after a few years will definitely be changed.

After Ai Mo finished speaking, Tang Zhou made a few pertinent suggestions, which made Ai Mo's eyes widen, and the light inside almost blinded Tang Zhou's eyes.

"I knew you were my confidant!" Ai Mo blushed with excitement, "I will definitely make it more perfect!"

Tang Zhou: "..." No, your confidant is actually yourself a few years later.

"It's too late today, you stay in the guest room first. Let's talk about cooperation after your script is actually finished."

"it is good!"

After experiencing so many things this day, Tang Zhou was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

The next day, Fu Shen woke up very early, and the first thing he did was to check the phone information.

Mishu had already sent the information he had found.It turned out that Tang Zhou beat up Tang Zhen yesterday.

In front of the company's employees, it was his own father who was beating him up. What on earth did Tang Zhou want to do?

Fu Shen couldn't help frowning, feeling a little worried.

After this incident happened, the Tang family couldn't afford to make waves. I don't know how Tang Zhou is doing now.

He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, thinking that he might as well be a life assistant, so he might as well use the excuse of making breakfast to have a look.

At this time, I realized that the name of the assistant is very useful.

Without disturbing the three sleeping roommates, Fu Shen quietly left the dormitory and rode a shared bicycle to Tang Zhou's residence.

At this time, it was daylight.

He has the fingerprint authority to enter the house, and he was worried about waking Tang Zhou, so he opened the door and stepped into the entrance.

As soon as I came in, I found something was wrong.

There are two pairs of shoes lying in a mess in the entrance, one pair is very familiar, and the other pair is very strange.

The door of the guest room opened suddenly, and Fu Shen subconsciously looked up.

A handsome boy, wearing ill-fitting pajamas, held the door and yawned.

Fu Shen's eyes darkened.

If he admitted correctly, this set of pajamas belonged to Tang Zhou.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1511:50:43~2020-06-1613:33:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of super thick sugar;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: all promising methods are like dream bubbles, 1 bottle of super concentrated sugar;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!