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Chapter 435 Extra Volume 1: Yang Bole's Spring

After Li Zewei really left, Yang Bole couldn't help but regret it again.Why did he have to be brave just now, because Li Zewei said that confessing to him was just a joke?

Yang Bole scolded himself in his heart, but he didn't realize why he insisted on supporting his face in front of Li Zewei just now.

In his opinion, since Li Zewei had drawn a clear line with him before, of course he had to express something, otherwise it would look like he was trying to refuse.

He walked downstairs with his luggage bag, and his assistant, Xiao Qi, had completed the discharge procedures and went to drive the car over.

Yang Bole got into the car and went home in the dark.

Suddenly it rained.

With a sound, without any transition or turning point, the rain just fell down like this.

The raindrops hit the window glass, making a loud crackling sound.

Yang Bole wasn't in the mood to play with his mobile phone, he leaned his head against the car window, staring at the darkness outside in a daze.

In fact, what Su Lekai said in the afternoon was not wrong. He is 30 years old, and he is still alone. This time he caught a cold unexpectedly, which exposed the problem of living alone.

He is not the kind of person who is very restrained and self-disciplined. When he stays at home alone, he does whatever is comfortable for him. That's why he was lying on the sofa by himself last night and then fell asleep.

If... If there is someone to live with him, of course it will be much more comfortable.

Imagine if Wei Ming lived with him and saw him accidentally falling asleep on the sofa, so he picked him up, walked all the way to the bedroom, put him down on the bed, and gently covered him with the quilt.

Such a warm picture.

But...Yang Bole laughed at himself helplessly.

Wei Ming probably really isn't interested in boys.

There has been no progress in these years, even a fool can understand that the two are constantly dealing with each other to maintain their status as good friends on the surface, and neither of them is willing to break this balance first.

His mind was buzzing.

Suddenly, the person carrying him to the bedroom turned into Li Zewei.

It was still the expressionless dead face, but the hands were strong, and the muscles on the lean arms were well-proportioned and graceful. He spread his two long legs and carried him steadily towards the bedroom.

This picture...

Yang Bole couldn't help but blush slightly on his cheeks.

Pooh!What are you thinking!

Yang Bole frowned, cursing himself inwardly.

Just at this time, the phone rang.

Yang Bole came back to his senses and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

At first glance, it turned out to be a message from Li Zewei: You left something in the hospital.

Ok?

Yang Bole hurriedly checked his belongings, and then found that his wallet was indeed missing.

He patted his head depressingly, but when he looked outside, he found that he was almost home.

He didn't want to go back to pick it up again, so he said: It's getting late, Director Li, you can take it for me first, I will find time to go to your place to get it tomorrow, okay?

Li Zewei replied quickly: Yes.

Seeing that he agreed, Yang Bole breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a little joy in his heart.

Yang Bole didn't notice his abnormal phenomenon at all.

The next day, Yang Bole called Li Zewei near noon, and Li Zewei answered the phone.

Yang Bole said: "Director Li, do you have time at noon? If you have time at noon, may I treat you to a meal? Take my wallet by the way."

Li Zewei said yes.

So the two agreed on the place and time, and each hung up.

Yang Bole continued typing on his notebook, replying to various emails.

When the time came, Yang Bole closed the computer, talked to the people in the studio, and went out.

When I saw Li Zewei again, I seemed to have experienced some embarrassment and some mixed mood swings, but this time I became calmer.

Li Zewei no longer dressed like a college student, but a pair of jeans and a black leather jacket, looking a bit like a rock singer.very handsome.

Yang Bole smiled and said, "Wow, I've changed my style, this outfit is so neat."

Li Zewei raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Go in."

The two sat down on their seats, Yang Bole said: "I read the news before and said that you went to Wei Ming's house, didn't you?"

He pretended to mention this topic casually, but in fact, Yang Bole just wanted to know something about Wei Ming.

Li Zewei nodded and said, "Yes."

"Are you two going to cooperate?" Yang Bole asked.

Li Zewei shook his head and said, "The two of us are just in a private relationship, so I had something to do with him that day."

Yang Bole snorted, "I thought you were looking for him to make a film, but I was thinking, if you are willing to find him for a film, why don't you want to find an actor from my studio."

Li Zewei raised his eyes and said, "You seem to have always been obsessed with my drama?"

Yang Bole sighed softly, and said, "Of course, you are a favorite now, who wouldn't want to send their own artists to perform in your play."

Li Zewei said mockingly: "It's all because of the awards I won before."

Yang Bole could hear the resistance behind Li Zewei's words, he said: "Actually, I don't think you need to think this way, everyone is really going for the awards you won, but you also won those awards, and that's why they respect you." Your trust. An award-winning director and an unknown director, as agents, we will definitely hand over our artists to the award-winning director, and awards are actually a prerequisite for trust."

Li Zewei hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The steaks arrived, and the waiter lifted them to steam.

When the waiter went down, Li Zewei suddenly said through the heat that had faded a lot: "Yang Bole, I have a play and I want to ask Su Lekai if he has time."

"Huh?" For a moment, as if there were fireworks blooming in the night sky, Yang Bole's eyes lit up immediately, and the surprise was beyond words, "Really?"

Li Zewei nodded and said, "However, I can only give a symbolic salary of 100 million. This is still a literary film, and I cannot afford such a high salary."

"It's okay." Yang Bole said, "Don't worry, Lucy doesn't care too much about salary. He wanted to cooperate with you a long time ago, but he never had the opportunity before."

After cutting the steak, Li Zewei said to Yang Bole: "Then I will send you the script."

"Okay." Yang Bole nodded.

"However." Yang Bole suddenly said again: "Director Li, why did you suddenly find Le Kai to act? Didn't you say before that you don't want to act with celebrities?"

Li Zewei raised his eyes, met his gaze, and said, "The last time I met him in the hospital, he was much more real than I imagined."