Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Fuck His Sister
The performance segment was quite harmonious. Lin Jie and Lin Mo seemed to have gotten used to it, each singing and dancing their own way.
When Song Zhihan watched the film with Zhong Xiuwen, he used a lot of energy to hold back his laughter, biting his lips hard to prevent himself from laughing too much.
It was hard to imagine that two such cold-hearted people could sing and dance, especially since both of their performances were not very good.
Lin Jie's song was so unpleasant I had to cover my ears, and Lin Mo's dance was barely smoother than a robot's. Yet, both of them looked so serious.
They were laughing heartily while eating just now, and now the smile shifted to Song Zhihan's face.
With these two people setting such excellent examples, Song Zhihan didn't feel nervous when it was her turn. At the very least, she could still sing better than Lin Jie.
After dinner and the performance, the heavy rain that had been falling suddenly stopped, and the sun that had been blocked by dark clouds came out from under the thick clouds, and a hazy rainbow hung high in the sky.
Lin Jie saw Song Zhihan downstairs.
The two walked one in front and the other behind, with half a step between them. Song Zhihan was thinking about everything that happened today, when she suddenly heard Lin Jie's voice ringing above her head.
"Song Zhihan, I will help you create opportunities to spend time with my mother. But you also have to understand that the relationship we have had with Lin Mo over the years is inseparable. Those unintentional intimacy is a habit. No one hates you."
He looked at Song Zhihan, as if he had let go of all his previous complicated emotions, and really began to treat her as a sister, just like Lin Mo.
Song Zhihan was stunned for a moment. She thought she would be very happy to hear these words, but the sour feeling that suddenly rose in her heart reminded her that she was not as happy as she thought.
Lin Jie thought she still cared about their intimacy with Lin Mo, and patiently comforted her.
"Mom just doesn't know your identity right now. When... everything is made clear, she will treat you the same way she treats Lin Mo."
For the first time, he did not use a personal pronoun before the word "mother", as if he was saying, our mother.
After listening to this, Song Zhihan followed up with a question.
"What about you?"
Lin Jie smiled faintly, a smile that carried the care that only a brother could show. "Me too, I will treat you as my own sister. I will treat you the same way I treat Lin Mo."
After saying this, Lin Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed a task.
Song Zhihan forced a smile and cursed herself in her heart. She had clearly achieved her goal, so why couldn't she be happy? She had clearly decided to be siblings with him, so why did she still hold on to impossible fantasies?
It's time for her to grow up, just like Lin Jie.
"I understand, brother."
She called Lin Jie that, just as she had imagined it many times in her mind.
Lin Jie's face was tense for a moment, and he clenched his hanging hands tightly, then released them.
Everything was as if nothing had happened. He nodded and responded with "Yeah."
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The working group for the smart theater version was established, and Becca no longer hid her shortcomings and showed all her strength. She was good at writing suspense stories, so she was very rigorous in the logical structure. Any tiny loophole could not escape her eyes, and the script reached a level of perfection.
Song Zhihan maintained close communication with her, striving to run two parallel lines that complemented each other, and everything proceeded in an orderly manner.
It was also from A Kuan that they figured out his relationship with Lin Jie.
They have been colleagues for many years, from the master to the present, and A Kuan is one of the core members of Qianli Canglantu.
At the same time, problems with Yue Rugou's script began to emerge, and some people had begun to question it. This was discovered by Cheng Yang first. She used all her slacking time at work to surf the Internet, keeping an eye on the developments at all times.
"Do you think the hooked moon can satisfy their logic?"
Da Zhai poured tea for everyone and asked the two screenwriters questions curiously.
"It's hard to say. I think the probability of it being on a circle is not high." Song Zhihan looked through the comments online and came to this conclusion. In fact, she and Becca had discussed this issue many times.
"You're still too impatient. Ye Qinran hasn't been able to change this bad habit for so many years." A Kuan blew the hot air on the water surface, and there was familiarity in his words.
Song Zhihan suddenly thought of the cool woman she met at the summit in Yanbei.
"Is she also your former colleague at Jujiang?"
Ah Kuan nodded, a look of melancholy on his face. "Yeah, back in the day, Lin Jie and I were known as the golden triangle. Lin Jie and I were in charge of modeling, and she was in charge of the graphics. Our work efficiency was incredibly high. Our best record was finishing two months' worth of updates in just one week. What a pity..."
Unfortunately, he didn't say what.
Song Zhihan was very curious, but she didn't ask. If it was convenient, A Kuan would tell her himself.
Da Zhai didn't think so. He was curious: "What a pity? Why did you only say half of the sentence?"
A Kuan glanced outside, feeling a little concerned, but gritted his teeth and waved his hand to signal a few people to come over.
"The triangle provides stability; if one corner becomes loose, the structure will become shaky."
This mysterious sentence is confusing and there must be something wrong with someone.
A few people moved closer, frantically gesturing for Kuan to continue.
Zhai Akuan was a very dramatic actor. He acted out three minutes of hesitation and entanglement. Only when Da Zhai couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take action did he say it clearly.
"Oh, it's Ye Qinran. She's interested in Lin Jie, but Lin Jie won't give in. Ye Qinran is a top-notch worker, but she's too emotional and impatient. She always brings her personal emotions to work, and she's always irritating Lin Jie. And don't you think relationships should be taken slowly? Especially with Lin Jie's temper, like a stone in a pit, stinky and hard. The nature of our work requires us to see each other all the time, and she always wants to discuss personal matters in public. Isn't that very embarrassing?"
So, the person who destroyed the stable structure was Ye Qinran.
Ye Qinran's face gradually became clearer in Song Zhihan's mind, and she even recalled something that she hadn't seen at the time. At first, she thought they were just discussing work, but now she thought about it, the reluctance and reluctance on Ye Qinran's face were also very obvious.
"So, Mr. Lin left Jujiang because of this incident?" Becca's focus was obviously not on gossip.
Zhai Akuan pondered and hesitated. "Not entirely. The internal situation at Master is very chaotic. Behind each director are different conflicting interests. It's too complicated. This kind of complicated environment is actually not conducive to making things."
This was no different from the answer Lin Jie had given at the beginning, except that he had never mentioned Ye Qinran from beginning to end. Song Zhihan didn't know whether he didn't care or didn't want to talk about it.
"Character determines destiny. In our once stable triangle, Lin Jie was the anchor. With him around, nothing would collapse. But now that Ye Qinran has taken sole control, her character flaws are radiating into the work one by one. So I also think that Yue Rugou's flaws are likely to be irreversible."
"Anyway, Lin Jie is the most rational person I've ever met. There are times when I feel like he's an emotionless robot. He won't be influenced by anyone and will only follow the established procedures."
Zhai Akuan wrote a verdict for Lin Jie, which made Song Zhihan fall into deep thought.
If you think about it carefully, Lin Jie is indeed like this. He is rational and calm enough. When encountering problems, he only thinks about how to solve them with the best solution. This is a habit formed by long-term fixed thinking patterns.
For example, he clearly had feelings for Song Zhihan that went beyond ordinary friendship, but after he learned that they were siblings, after he fully accepted it, he completely eliminated these messy emotions and only treated Song Zhihan as a sister.
But Song Zhihan did not agree with what A Kuan said about having no emotions. He loved his family, sympathized with his mother's difficulties, was very patient with his children, and would find ways to help the disadvantaged groups. His way of helping was not to give alms from a condescending position, but to bend down and take practical action.
You can say he is rational enough, but you cannot deny the inherent sensibility in his character, or call it kindness.
Lin Jie is a very good person.
What was dramatic was that the conversation had just ended when the protagonist of the topic came to the tea room.
Zhai Akuan was as panicked as a mouse seeing a cat. He jumped down from the high stool and ran away. Dazhai also said hello with a smile and left. Becca, on the other hand, looked calm and said hello and left as well.
The only one left was Song Zhihan. Lin Jie brewed coffee naturally, his tall figure standing in front of the coffee machine with quick movements.
"You were talking about me just now." He spoke with certainty, easily seeing through their tacit avoidance.
Song Zhihan nodded, not hiding anything: "Yes, A Kuan told us about your past at the Master."
Lin Jie took the coffee, turned around with the cup, and sat down next to her casually: "He doesn't say much truth, don't pay attention to him."
What about you and Ye Qinran? Is that fake too?
Song Zhihan just thought about it and didn't ask. She knew she had no right to be curious about these things.
"Did you...go on a business trip to recruit A-Kuan?"
Lin Jie took a sip of coffee, the sweetness returning to his mouth. "Yes, not long after I left Jujiang, he resigned and returned to his hometown. I had wanted to bring him here when I started working, but he had unfinished business at home."
Song Zhihan uttered an "oh" and sighed sincerely, "You two really have a good understanding."
This kind of tacit understanding cannot be cultivated in a day or two, but is accumulated over time by getting along with each other.
“He’s a great person to work with.”
He looked at Song Zhihan, saw the corners of her mouth turned down, and quietly understood something.
"Ye Qinran is also a good work partner, but only at work."
He suddenly added this sentence.
Song Zhihan felt a subtle sense of joy. She slightly distanced herself from Lin Jie and asked knowingly, "Why are you talking about this?"
"Because you want to know." Lin Jie didn't move and looked at her straight.
Seeing how guilty he was, and the other people's faces also had different expressions, Zhai Akuan could guess what they were talking about. Since Song Zhihan was curious, he let him, the person involved, explain.
Song Zhihan said "oh" again, this time his tone was slightly raised, hiding an imperceptible joy.
Lin Jie drank the last sip of coffee with an unspeakable feeling, tasting the final bitterness. He threw the cup into the sterilizer and said, "Let's go home together at noon today?"
"No, I have an appointment at noon." Song Zhihan refused, his tone sounding a little...guilty.
Lin Jie heard it. He put the cup down, turned around and looked at her without saying a word, using a questioning look instead of words.
"Um...Meng Xingyu, you still remember, he was here on a business trip, so I played the role of host."
Entertaining friends is a very normal thing, Song Zhihan also thinks so, but when he talks about it with Lin Jie, he always feels a little insecure. He really doesn't know where this guilty feeling comes from. Is it because Lin Jie gives people too strong a sense of oppression? But he obviously didn't say anything.
Lin Jie didn't say anything. He just nodded, even with a faint smile on his face: "It should be."
After saying that, he meticulously wiped each of his fingers with a paper towel and passed by Song Zhihan.
Walking back to the office, Lin Jie saw Zhai Akuan sitting on his chair with his legs crossed and looking relaxed. He narrowed his eyes slightly and kicked him away roughly.
"If you say anything irrelevant again, you'll go back home and work."
Zhai Akuan curled his lips and said, "Are you crazy? Why didn't you react so strongly before?"
Lin Jie didn't answer, but looked coldly at the office door, motioning him to get out.
Zhai Akuan felt very confused and walked out, covering his butt and skipping.
Lin Jie repeatedly modified the model on the computer, deleting, altering, restoring, and deleting again...
After repeating the process several times, the protagonist's face became a mess. He suddenly felt irritated and pressed the mouse with much greater force. In the quiet office, only the annoying clicking sound could be heard.
Finally, everything became quiet. Lin Jie stopped all movements, took a deep breath, and reviewed the situation in his mind again.
Lin Mo = younger sister, Song Zhihan = younger sister, Lin Mo = Song Zhihan.
Yes, tell yourself again, Song Zhihan is my sister, my real sister.
You can care about your sister and protect her, but you cannot have any excessive possessiveness towards her, and you cannot have excessive malice towards men who come into contact with your sister.
But ask yourself, if this person is Lin Mo, if it is Lin Mo who is in contact with other boys, would he be so annoyed? Probably, but certainly not to the extent that he can't do anything.
Lin Jie stood up from his desk and tried to look into the distance to soothe his emotions that were about to collapse.
He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and the steel forest standing not far away, and gradually regained his sanity.
He let out a breath and calmed himself down in just a few minutes. Yes, Song Zhihan was his sister, he convinced himself again.
He lifted his foot and prepared to return to the computer when his gaze suddenly stopped at the floor below.
In front of the white car, a man was standing. He was talking on the phone, and his disgusting smile could be seen from more than ten floors away.
Lin Jie's temples jumped violently, he narrowed his eyes, and fixed his gaze on that place.
There was only one thought in my mind.
Fuck his sister.
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The author has something to say: This man is crazy [glasses]
Can you guys please add "Don't Pull My Swim Trunks" to your collection? I'll be writing about this in my next book, a short story of about 100,000 words [cat head]
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