Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Chapter 454 Give Me to You

Day three of the cruise.

Song Qingyou came out of the room yawning, with tears in the corner of her eyes.

Zhizhi followed her, looking up at her from time to time.

"Meow?"

"I'm fine." Song Qingyou waved her hand, "It's just that I slept too late yesterday."

When she said that, Jiang Zhihan cared even more.

After all, as long as Song Qingyou is not filming at night, her work and rest schedule is very regular.

Last night was obviously out of order.

But he couldn't continue to ask, so Chen Lan came to find him.

The latter was also surprised by Song Qingyou's state.

"What's wrong with you? Did you sneak around last night?"

"Sleeping too late." Song Qingyou gave the same answer.

Chen Lan took out a tissue, "Here, wipe your tears."

"If you can't stay up late, don't stay up. You were not very self-disciplined before?"

Among the artists that Chen Lan had brought before, one counted as the other, and they all couldn't bear to sleep at night and couldn't get up in the morning.

Only Song Qingyou had never made her worry so much.

So she was not used to seeing Song Qingyou's sleepy tears bursting out.

Song Qingyou nodded again and again.

She didn't want to stay up late either.

But last night, I was urged by Wenxia to write the manuscript. I thought it would be good to be a salted fish, but after thinking about it, I opened the document unconsciously.

After that, I read the science fiction trilogy again, and I have written the third part, how can I give up halfway?It is better to write the third part as soon as possible!
As a result, Song Qingyou sat in front of the computer and wrote for at least three or four hours as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

Sure enough, she couldn't get used to salted fish for a while.

"No wonder I went to the gym to find you this morning, but you weren't here... I thought you went back to your room after the gym..."

Chen Lan babbled and led the way.

Song Qingyou was a little distracted, and when she realized it, she realized that Chen Lan didn't lead the way to the restaurant, but went into her room instead.

Chen Lan lived in an ordinary suite, which was not as big as Song Qingyou's, and it didn't have a supporting study and living room, but it also had a small balcony.

The table in the room is now full of gift boxes of all sizes, and there are two big dolls of equal height on the sofa.

"This is--"

Song Qingyou looked puzzled.

Chen Lan rolled her eyes halfway, as if thinking of something, took a deep breath and said:
"Ms. Song, have you forgotten? Today is your birthday!"

"Birthday?"

Song Qingyou was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it.

When doing tasks in other worlds, she might still remember her birthday at the beginning, but afterward, she doesn't seem to remember it.

After completing the task, she was busy surviving in the wilderness immediately after returning from the mission, and since others generally didn't ask her age, Song Qingyou naturally forgot about it.

Seeing her slow reaction, Chen Lan couldn't believe it:
"Isn't it? Qingyou, can you even forget your own birthday?"

"But it doesn't matter, as long as others remember it."

After that, she raised her chin, "Here, the table and the sofa are all birthday presents prepared by the crew for you."

"I still have to work during the day today. They should have discussed it. I'm afraid they won't find time to deliver it, so I put it all here last night."

Song Qingyou suddenly remembered that in the past, Song Xingye would give her all kinds of gifts on her birthday, when the Song family hadn't had any accidents...

Thinking of her family, Song Qingyou quickly took out her phone
——Sure enough, because I couldn't get up in the morning, the phone hasn't been turned on yet!
She quickly pressed the power button, and did not forget to ask Chen Lan:
"Sister Lan, they probably didn't give me any expensive gifts, did they?"

"I don't know about that, but I reminded them that if the gift is too expensive, you might not accept it... But it shouldn't be too expensive, and the crew is richer than you and Director An... Director An gave expensive gifts Should be all right? You can send a copy back anytime anyway."

Song Qingyou nodded.

The phone turns on quickly.

As soon as the screen lights up, dozens of missed calls pop up.

Half of them were from Song Xingye, and some were from Lin Xuyang, Yu Muhuai and others, and even one was from Wen Xia.

The V letter message they sent also jumped out at the same time.

Song Qingyou was about to call Song Xingye when the other party called again.

As soon as it was connected, a voice came from the receiver, "Happy birthday, Qingyou."

The congratulations, which she hadn't heard for many years, made Song Qingyou's eyes flush.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't turn on my phone this morning—"

"Our Qingyou is the birthday star today. Why do we need to apologize? It's a pity that you are still on the cruise ship today. Dad can't say happy birthday to you in person."

"It's okay, Dad, I'll live with you for a while after the movie is finished."

"Just don't delay your work." Song Xingye said happily, "With Xu Yang here, I don't need you to worry about it here. Just concentrate on doing your own thing."

When Lin Xuyang was mentioned, Song Qingyou couldn't help asking more about the company.

The father and daughter chatted for a while, and didn't stop until Song Xingye wanted to answer the phone.

Chen Lan has already packed the presents into two small carts.

"I borrowed the trolley from the waiter. You push one, and I push the other... It's not appropriate to put all the presents here. You should take them back and unpack them."

If others saw it, they would probably think that Song Qingyou didn't like the gift prepared by the crew.

Song Qingyou agreed.

She didn't go to breakfast until all the presents were piled up in her room.

There are also some crew members in the restaurant, one counts as one, and when greeting Song Qingyou, they will say happy birthday to her.

Song Qingyou wasn't too busy filming today, but just replying to V letters and Weibo messages was enough to keep her fingers flying.

After finally having time to rest in the afternoon, Song Qingyou simply handed the phone to Chen Lan, so she didn't have to turn it back if she couldn't see it.

It wasn't until then that she remembered that Jiang Zhihan didn't even give a gift.

Song Qingyou poked the cat sitting next to the tablet, and muttered softly:
"Jiang Zhihan, everyone gave me birthday presents, why don't you express it?"

She just wanted to tease a certain cat.

But because the voice was deliberately lowered, speaking in a low voice gave people the feeling that they were wronged.

Jiang Zhihan moved his cat ears, and typed on the note:

[So many people have given you gifts, do you still need my share? ]
Song Qingyou pouted: "This is different."

Jiang Zhihan: [What do you want? ]
"Shouldn't you be thinking about this?"

After a long silence, a line of words appeared on the tablet again: [Give me to you? ]
Song Qingyou's breathing was stagnant, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

On the face, he just snorted softly, pretending not to care: "How much is your cat worth?"

Jiang Zhihan: [Then do you want it? ]
When Song Qingyou saw this sentence, she really wanted to directly reject it with integrity.

But she couldn't give a negative answer anyway.

But she won't be led by the nose.

Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows:
"You are mine now."

"Could it be that I've raised you for so long, and you still want to renege on your debt?"

Jiang Zhihan didn't deny what she said, and just slapped a word on the tablet:

[it is good. ]
(End of this chapter)