After wearing the book, I took the heroine script

Chapter 21

When Jiang Miao woke up, it was already daylight.

He yawned, went to the bathroom and scratched his messy hair after draining the water, planning to lie down on the sofa for a while and order breakfast by the way.

Anyway, Duan Han went out surprisingly early these days, he couldn't catch anyone when he got up at six, so he just gave up.

Holding a toothbrush in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, Jiang Miao walked to the sofa and sat down in slippers. Suddenly, she heard a voice not far away, "Morning."

"!!Well--"

When you were concentrating on swiping your phone, someone suddenly spoke, half of Jiang Miao's soul was frightened, and he swallowed half of the saliva subconsciously, and suddenly coughed earth-shatteringly.

Duan Han: "..."

Before he had time to apologize, Jiang Miao's eyes widened in despair, the toothbrush dropped on the floor and didn't bother to pick it up, turned around and staggered into the bathroom.

"Cough cough cough—vomit—crash—cough cough cough—ah...I choked to death."

He heard all kinds of weird sounds gradually coming from the bathroom accompanied by the sound of water and coughing, and Duan Han's expression also changed with the situation, and the chopsticks he was holding froze.

Jiang Miao ran to the bathroom and flushed several times. After flushing her throat clean, she finally felt alive.

Ushered in such a toss early in the morning, everyone is sober.

Jiang Miao walked back to the living room in a state of exhaustion, lying on the sofa to calm down, and looked up at Duan Han weakly, "Brother Duan, why didn't you go to work today?"

He doesn't sleep in much, but he never gets up early during non-working hours. It's almost eight o'clock now, and it's really weird that Duan Han is still sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast.

Jiang Miao always had the illusion that Xingnan Company would go bankrupt in the next second.

"..." Duan Han glanced at him and said implicitly, "Our company's normal working hours are from nine to six."

The feeling is that the boss doesn't want to be a social animal anymore.

Jiang Miao gave a clear oh, her eyes full of sympathy.

Duan Han: "..."

Although I don't know what he imagined, but I can guess that it is not a good thing.

"By the way," Duan Han suddenly mentioned, "Your tablet fell on the sofa, and I'll charge it for you."

"?"

Jiang Miao quickly looked around, and sure enough, he saw his board lying on his hand, and the battery had been fully charged.

... Is Duan Han a snail girl?

"Thank you, Brother Duan."

"Small things." Duan Han picked up a dumpling and rolled it slowly back and forth in the vinegar dish, "When I came back to cook supper yesterday, I heard it kept ringing on the sofa, as if someone was sending you a message. I Seeing that the battery is running out, I will plug it in for you."

"That's right."

Jiang Miao has a bad habit of misplacing things, and she usually doesn't realize it, but as soon as Duan Han said it...

I don't know why, but I'm a little ashamed.

Especially when the person he shares with is a workaholic boss.

In contrast, there is always a bit of inexplicable embarrassment.

He quickly apologized, "It won't be like this next time, I will put the tablet away."

"It's okay, it didn't bother me."

Duan Han didn't pay attention, the dumplings fell on the vinegar plate, splashing the table several times, he took out a tissue and slowly wiped them off one by one, then said, "Yesterday, that person sent you a lot of messages... ...Don't you watch it? In case there is something important..."

"what?"

Jiang Miao belatedly turned on the tablet and took a look. The message panel was full of private messages on Weibo, and there were more than a dozen of them.

Duan Han stopped the chopsticks. He didn't move, but his eyes sneaked out from under the eyelashes, and his vision gradually spread to Jiang Miao's front.

Jiang Miao's hands kept moving. He turned over the tablet, looked at it seriously, and showed a faint smile from time to time.

What are you looking at so happily?

Duan Han unconsciously raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly.

Jiang Miao took a rough look at the private message, called up the input box and started typing. The size of the pro4 is already very large, and it was very difficult for him to use the two-finger Zen. He finally finished typing what he wanted to say, and it took several minutes.

He closed the tablet, the smile on his face hadn't dissipated, and suddenly he heard Duan Han ask faintly: "Girlfriend?"

Jiang Miao: "?"

"It's not a girlfriend." He was confused, "Just an ordinary friend, a little fan."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Duan Han's face darkened slightly. When Jiang Miao finished the second half of the sentence, he showed a little confused expression again, "Fans?"

"Yes."

This is not a secret worth keeping, so Jiang Miao told him directly, "Brother Duan, didn't I tell you that I was taking private jobs on Weibo? Actually, I took orders, but I didn't charge money."

His hand injury was so serious that he was almost disabled. Although he gradually recovered after the operation, the doctor also advised him not to try too tiring work. It happened that Jiang Miao was already a little discouraged about his work at that time, so he gave up painting. painting.

Although there are shadows about these things, after all, Jiang Miao has relied on him for many years to eat, and he will never touch the complicated and high-level completion of the original CG vertical painting in his life, but stick figures...

Sometimes I can’t help but draw two strokes when my hands are itchy, and put them on Weibo to record my life. Sometimes I draw the flip-flops I wear when I go out, and sometimes I draw fresh oranges on the coffee table.

The right is to relax, anyway, you can deceive yourself, stick figures are not paintings.

However, what he didn't expect was that even elementary school students in kindergarten could draw stick figures, and he had accumulated a lot of fans for him.

A fish tofu is one of them, because this little girl often leaves comments for him, Jiang Miao happened to spy on them yesterday when she checked Weibo, and found that the little girl just celebrated her birthday, so she drew a short sketch for her. Fish, two strokes of color on the marker pen, it is a thank you for the little girl's love all the time.

"That's how it happened." Jiang Miao recounted the incident, still a little dumbfounded, "Brother Duan, why do you think she is my girlfriend?"

Duan Han: "...nothing."

He lowered his head, gave up the dumpling in the vinegar dish, and picked another one.

At this moment, Jiang Miao smelled the smell and came over. He didn't change his pajamas. He bent over and stood in front of the dining table, took a deep breath, and smiled at Duan, "Is it delicious, Brother Duan? I was afraid you didn't have enough food yesterday." , I haven’t tasted it yet. Are there any dumplings in the refrigerator?”

Duan Han paused with his chopsticks, and slowly put down the dumplings, "There are no more."

After all, he is also an adult with a large appetite, and it is impossible to pack too much in the refrigerator.In addition, he hasn't eaten dumplings for a long time, he ate four taels in a supper yesterday, and there are more than a dozen here and there this morning...

"How about you..."

The tip of his chopsticks was about to move, Jiang Miao waved his hand suddenly, "It's all right, brother Duan, you can eat, I'll just order steamed stuffed buns and soy milk later. I'll just pick one up and taste it."

"That……"

Before Duan Han could say anything, Jiang Miao had already pulled out a pair of chopsticks, quickly picked up the single dumpling in the vinegar dish, and stuffed it into his mouth, "This one has been cold for a long time. Just eat this... hiss - it's a bit sour."

"..."

Duan Han watched him silently for a long time, then suddenly smiled helplessly.

"Oh, it's sour, it's so sour, my teeth are falling down."

Jiang Miao didn't realize it, she just felt that the stuffing of her dumplings was really fragrant and sour.

·

I don't know what happened, but after Jiang Miao ate that sour dumpling, Duan Han seemed to have been hit by some kind of reconciliation switch. He commuted to and from get off work regularly every day, and ate his breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Even once, because she was too busy, the little nanny Jiang Miao took a lunch box to deliver meals to the boss. After entering the office building on that floor, she received X-ray scans from the people.

After the lunch box was delivered, a young lady held her and asked her if she was a delivery person.After Jiang Miao shook her head blankly, the staff on the whole floor cast admiring and respectful gazes.

But there is no permanent banquet in the world, and in one week, the contract between Jiang Miao and Duan Han will be terminated.This also meant that Jiang Miao had to make preparations for the move as soon as possible, and could not procrastinate and add more trouble to Duan Han.

That day, he was lying on the sofa with his bare feet, eating an apple and looking for a moving company, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Here we come." Jiang Miao didn't pay much attention, put on her slippers and went to open the door, "Isn't the fruit I ordered delivered at six o'clock, why now—"

As soon as he raised his head, the words suddenly choked in his throat.

I saw a young man wearing a white silk shirt and jeans standing outside the door. His facial features were very soft. At first glance, he looked very comfortable, handsome and very attractive to girls.

He was about the same height as Jiang Miao, and he was carrying an exquisite gift bag in his hand, with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he didn't expect someone else to open the door.

In short, it doesn't look like a takeaway boy at all.

In contrast, Jiang Miao, who was wearing old trousers and a loose T-shirt, was suddenly a little self-contained, but this is not his house, and when strangers come to visit, they still have to ask, "Who are you?"

The other party also gradually came to his senses, and introduced himself gently, "Hello, I am Duan Han's friend and his high school classmate. Is he here now?"

Jiang Miao scratched her head, "Of course he's not here. It's only Thursday, and it's not yet four o'clock. He must be working in the company."

"..."

Zhao Yuan's smile froze slightly, "Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot... This time I'm here to give him something, just give him something, is that okay?"

Jiang Miao thought for a while, "This...can I call him to confirm?"

There is nothing wrong with making a phone call, he originally wanted to call to prove it himself, but this little girl can do it herself.

So Zhao Yuan nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Miao took out her phone, and frantically called up the WeChat page.

Zhao Yuan: "?"

He just wanted to remind the little girl that Duan Han didn't check WeChat very often, but before he had time, the little girl was cute and wild, and she did something he never dared to do——

This person not only played a call to Duan Han, but also made a video call.

The point is, Duan Han picked it up in less than five seconds.

Less than five seconds.

Jiang Miao turned the camera to the back, captured Zhao Yuan's slightly stiff smile, and asked Duan Han, "Brother Duan, you have a friend who came to look for you and wanted to send you something. Can you confirm it?" No? If yes, I’ll invite someone to come in for a rest, just in time to have dinner with you when you come back. Hey, brother, what’s your name?”

Zhao Yuan: "..."