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    Wasn't it written by Zhou Cheng?

    He was so moved by Zhou Cheng at that time that he kept thinking about this matter in his heart. He originally wanted to post a special thank you on Weibo, but then he gave up because the program team would not let him leak the content of the program...

    In the end, that piece of paper...wasn't written by Zhou Cheng? ?

    "What's wrong?" Zhou Cheng asked.

    Ji Zeyu said blankly, "No, nothing..."

    "What other arrangements are there for the evening?" Zhou Cheng's tone became gentle, "I heard that there is a private cinema nearby, do you want to go to see it together? I've been very busy at work recently, and I haven't seen a movie for a long time."

    In fact, Zhou Cheng had already bought the ticket and was putting it in his pocket.

    In normal times, Ji Zeyu would definitely agree to the invitation of his predecessors. After all, he was just watching a movie, and the private theater avoided the risk of being recognized.

    But now, Ji Zeyu hesitated.

    He wanted to find out what was going on with the sticker on the game console, and who gave the piece of paper.

    Seeing Ji Zeyu hesitate, Zhou Cheng said again: "The movie time is not long, and I can send you back at night, so you don't have to worry." With a hint of comfort.

    Ji Zeyu's fingers tightened slightly. After a while, he looked at Zhou Cheng and said to him, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou, I want to go back now."

    The tone is calm and firm.

    Zhou Cheng's fingers squeezed the two tickets tightly in his pocket, and soon released them again. He returned to his usual cold and calm appearance, and said to Ji Zeyu, "Okay. I'll take you back."

    Ji Zeyu got up and suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head.

    The stamina of red wine came up.

    Ji Zeyu took a deep breath, walked out of the box, and let the outside air fill his lungs, trying to stay awake, but he still felt a little top-heavy.

    It seems that this body is really not very good at drinking.

    Fortunately, Ji Zeyu didn't drink much, and he didn't have the physique to face up. He was able to restrain the influence of alcohol and calmly got into Zhou Cheng's car.

    When we got back to the villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

    After Ji Zeyu got out of the car, he calmly said thank you to Zhou Cheng, and then walked back to the villa expressionlessly.

    The steps are a little slow.

    Zhou Cheng didn't see anything different, so he shouted at his back, "Get some rest early."

    Ji Zeyu took a few seconds to react, raised his hand with his back to Zhou Cheng and waved it twice.

    At this moment, most of Ji Zeyu's consciousness has been eroded by alcohol, and he maintains his composure with the remaining reason.

    After walking into the villa, Ji Zeyu's footsteps were already swaying, but on the surface he only looked tired.

    Several teammates sat at the coffee table and played board games. Seeing Ji Zeyu coming back, Qi Aodong hurriedly put down the cards in his hand, stepped forward and asked, "Where did you and Zhou Cheng go, why did you come back so late?"

    "Private theater." Ji Zeyu's brain was on the verge of dying, and he began to answer questions randomly.

    "Private... theater?" Qi Aodong was stunned, "Where do you have time to watch movies?"

    Wei Yichen frowned slightly and said to Ji Zeyu, "Zhou Cheng actually took you to that kind of place?"

    "What happened to that place?" Wan Taki asked in confusion.

    Tang Xiayan was silent for a moment, then explained: "If only two people go to a private theater, they are usually couples."

    The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Luo Ming put down a pile of good cards in his hand, and had no intention of winning, got up and walked to Ji Zeyu's side, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol on him.

    "Have you been drinking?" Luo Ming was shocked, "Ji Zeyu, you are so brave! How dare you drink outside late at night, don't you have any sense of self-protection?" In fact, he also became the champion in the competition of thigh strength.

    "I'm not drunk again." Ji Zeyu replied calmly, his eyes a little out of focus, "You take care of yourself, stinky Luo Ming."

    Qi Aodong frowned and went to pull Ji Zeyu's arm: "Come with me, I'll make tea for you, drink it before you sleep."

    "I don't." Ji Zeyu shook off his hand and puffed out his cheeks slightly, "I have something to do."

    "What's the matter?" Xiao Huai came over and asked with a frown, "Are you uncomfortable?"

    "I'm looking for... I'm looking for..." Ji Zeyu tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember who he was looking for for a while.

    Everyone present focused on Ji Zeyu.

    He poked his temple with his finger, and after a few seconds he showed a sudden realization: "Ah, I'm looking for Xiaoyun."

    "Xiaoyun?" Luo Ming's eyes widened, "Which woman?"

    "Just, just..." Ji Zeyu pointed to the upstairs, "Just the one in my room, it looks good and old."

    Everyone's face changed.

    Wei Yichen frowned and said, "When did you have a girl in your room?" With a cold voice, he stood up and walked upstairs.

    Xiao Huai also changed his face: "Damn, Ji Zeyu, are you crazy, you Jinwu Zangjiao, no, Jinwu Zangyun?" He also went upstairs.

    "There is someone else in your room, why didn't I know?" Qi Aodong also frowned, not thinking about the name carefully. Jealousy made him lose his ability to think, and followed Wei and Xiao upstairs.

    Luo Ming's expression became a little cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?" Then he turned around and went upstairs.

    Compared with these people who lost their minds, Tang Xiayan reacted quickly - Ji Zeyu should be talking about Lu Nanyun, right? !

    Before he could stop these teammates, they were already on the second floor.

    Wan Taki, who loves to join in the fun, also ran up, and rushed to open the door first, shouting to the room, "Where's Xiao Yun?"

    The moment the door opened, Lu Nanyun was sitting on the floor with a bad face, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his expression was cold.

    Lu Nanyun's eyes turned to Wanlong, his tone was bitingly cold: "You called Xiaoyun?"

    Everyone was stunned at the door, and immediately reacted——

    I rely on, it turned out to be Xiao Yun? !

    How could someone call Lu Nanyun that! !

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