Chapter 148 Borrowing Your Good Luck
"I'll listen to Xiao Yu'er."
There was a hint of laughter in Song Shinian's voice.
Lu Ran: “…”
He was still not used to Song Shinian calling Wen Yu "Xiao Yuer".
“Ahem…”
Wen Yu, the person involved, felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and interrupted the conversation: "Once you've chosen a restaurant, just send me the address. We're both going to the wrap-up party later, so I won't talk to you for now."
"Okay, okay."
Lu Ran said "OK" twice in a row.
Whenever Lu Ran thought of a "Song Shinian" standing next to Wen Yu, he felt that no matter how he spoke, it would be wrong. This phone call had become a torture for him. When he heard Wen Yu say, "I won't talk to you for now," Lu Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
The sound of hanging up was soon heard from the other end of the phone.
Lu Ran temporarily put aside the matter between Wen Yu and Song Shinian and started looking for a restaurant with higher ratings.
…
"Are you two familiar with each other?"
After hanging up the phone, Song Shinian asked casually.
"It's okay..."
Wen Yu spoke frankly, "We met through the talent show 'Pick Me'. He was always busy filming the show and rarely chatted with me. I also had my own things to do..."
Having said this, Wen Yu paused for two seconds.
His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he recalled the last time they chatted. "The last time Lu Ran and I chatted was when I left Pick Me. I remember you were there too."
When Wen Yu left "Pick Me", he came back in Song Shinian's car. When he said goodbye to Lu Ran, Song Shinian was watching not far away.
"So that's how it is..."
Song Shinian was very satisfied with Wen Yu's answer.
He smiled and nodded: "Let's go to the wrap party."
The two of them have already changed their clothes.
Lu Ran's call interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere between the two. They changed their clothes and went to the wrap-up party according to the address sent by Director Zheng.
…
Wen Yu and Song Shinian spent some time on the crew, and when they arrived at the wrap-up party, Director Zheng had already arrived.
"Come and draw the prize."
Director Zheng was standing at the restaurant door waiting for them.
There was also a large lottery box next to him.
Wen Yu had participated in a lucky draw when he attended the opening ceremony before.
The prize he won was a "consolation prize" and Song Shinian won the "first prize".
Wen Yu had been thinking about the lucky draw even before the filming of "Overthrowing the River and Mountain" was finished. Now that he saw the familiar lucky draw box, he quickly walked towards Director Zheng and said, "Let me try."
"Come."
Director Zheng has been waiting for them for a long time.
As the two leading actors of "Fu Jiang Shan", Director Zheng sincerely hopes that Wen Yu and Song Shinian can draw a good note.
"Wait a minute..."
Wen Yu walked to the lottery box, but before he put his hand in, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to Song Shinian.
Song Shinian lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu in confusion.
"Let me borrow your good luck."
There was a smile in Wen Yu's beautiful eyes.
"how……"
Who knew that before he could finish saying the word "borrow", Song Shinian's hand was grabbed by Wen Yu.
Song Shinian froze in place.
Wen Yu did not notice anything unusual about Song Shinian. He stroked Song Shinian's hand and kept saying, "Good luck, good luck, come here soon."
This action lasted for about a minute before Wen Yu let go of Song Shinian's hand contentedly: "Okay."
After Wen Yu said "Okay", without waiting for Song Shinian's response, he turned back to the lottery box and lowered his head to draw a slip of paper.
“You…”
Director Zheng sighed helplessly: "Good luck can..."
Who knew that before he could even utter the word "borrow", he heard Wen Yu's excited voice: "First prize! I won first prize!"
Director Zheng: “?”
He glanced at Wen Yu suspiciously: "You're kidding, right?"
Wen Yu raised her chin slightly: "For you."
Director Zheng took the note from Wen Yu's hand and took a look at it.
There was only a single character “一” written on the white piece of paper.
Director Zheng was lazy again when writing about the award this time.
"First Prize" is "One", "Second Prize" is "Two", and so on...
Wen Yu drew the piece of paper with the number "one" written on it, which meant that Wen Yu won the only "first prize".
"It's really weird..."
Director Zheng looked at the number "one" in his hand and muttered softly.
Song Shinian's good luck was really borrowed by Wen Yu?
"Give out red envelopes."
Wen Yu extended his hand toward Director Zheng.
"Give."
Director Zheng took out the thickest red envelope in the audience.
The red envelopes at the wrap-up party are bigger than those at the start-up party.
The first prize for the opening banquet is 9,999 yuan, and the first prize for the wrap banquet is 16,666 yuan; the consolation prize for the opening banquet is 200 yuan, and the consolation prize for the wrap banquet is 500 yuan...
"Thank you, Director Zheng."
Wen Yu took the red envelope and said to Director Zheng.
Before Director Zheng could even utter the words "You're welcome," Wen Yu handed the red envelope to Song Shinian like he was presenting a treasure: "Here."
Wen Yu's voice was filled with an undisguised smile.
Director Zheng: “?”
Is he also part of their play?
Song Shinian was still immersed in the scene of Wen Yu "borrowing luck" just now. Now seeing the red envelope he stuffed into his hand, he stood there for two seconds before barely reacting: "Is this for me?"
"Yes."
Wen Yu smiled and nodded: "You gave me the red envelope of the first prize at the opening banquet. As a human being, we should reciprocate..."
"Thanks."
Song Shinian carefully took the red envelope.
He was very cautious when accepting the red envelope, as if he was not accepting a red envelope but a priceless piece of jewelry.
"Shi Nian, are you still drawing the lottery?"
Director Zheng asked Song Shinian.
Wen Yu had already drawn the biggest "first prize", and the two "second prizes" had also been drawn by the crew members. Now there were three "third prizes" and several "consolation prizes" left in the lottery box.
"No more."
Song Shinian shook his head, and shook the red envelope in his hand, with an undisguised boast in his tone: "This is enough for me."
Director Zheng: “…”
He shouldn't talk too much.
"Then you guys should go in and rest quickly..."
Director Zheng glanced down at the time and said, "The food should be served in about ten minutes. You can sit in the private room on the second floor and wait."
Wen Yu and Song Shinian politely said goodbye to Director Zheng, and then walked together towards the box on the second floor.
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