Our Virtual World Love Affair Chapter 8

"WeChat?" Murphy just remembered, "Oh yes, WeChat, I just forgot..."

The person next to him laughed out loud and moved away. "You don't think it's fake, do you?"

Murphy stared at the phone screen: "No, I really forgot. I just received a call."

Hayes tilted his head and looked at Murphy's profile, speaking slowly: "It was just a joke, you're so serious."

Finished adding.

Murphy waved his phone at Hayes. Hayes nodded and drank the wine in his glass as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Ji, don't just eat the food, come on, have a few more drinks with us. I'm not bragging, but you can't usually get this kind of wine."

Seeing that President Sheng had stood up, Murphy also quickly stood up and drank the wine in his glass with President Sheng.

Director Chen saw his expression and suddenly asked, "Does Xiaoji have a lot of work recently?"

Murphy almost choked when he was suddenly cueed by the director. Before he could answer, Grace took over, "He hasn't taken any other work except the tour recently. Of course, he can be absent from the tour temporarily."

Mr. Sheng poured himself another cup and said, "Oh, look how much you protect Xiao Ji. Let him speak for himself. There are no outsiders here. Just say whatever you want to say!"

Mr. Sheng's temper becomes more obvious after drinking.

Grace immediately understood what Sheng Huafeng meant. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, but she quickly smiled and said, "If I had known that you, Mr. Sheng, were such a generous person, I would not have restrained him like this. Blame it on me, Mr. Sheng. I'll drink a glass as a punishment." After saying that, she stood up and drank it.

"Great! I like this kind of straightforward personality!"

After a while, the people at the table became more and more familiar with each other, and they drank more and more without restraint. Although Murphy could be considered a drinker, he hadn't drunk so much in several years. His stomach was empty and burning, so he could only eat more food whenever he had time to avoid feeling dizzy.

Director Chen: "Hayes, didn't you say you couldn't come today because of some work?"

Hayes smiled and said, "There was an event, but I turned it down. I was just going to stand on the stage anyway, so it's okay if I don't go."

Qu Qing took over the conversation: "It's your company's celebration, right? You are the backbone of your company, so you just won't go?"

Sheng Huafeng: "Oh, you really give me face. You even turned it down?"

Hayes picked up the wine glass and knocked it against Mr. Sheng's glass, making a crisp sound: "Of course."

"Come on, Xiaoji, have another drink too, let's clink glasses."

Murphy's mouth was full. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he had to swallow it hastily. He raised his glass and clinked it with Mr. Sheng's, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Good! Xiao Ji, you're not a spoiler at all!" Mr. Sheng's face flushed red, his initial gentlemanly demeanor was gone, now he looked like a bandit leader who drank and ate meat in big mouthfuls in a TV series, and his northern accent could no longer be hidden, "I had dinner with a crew before, and I also invested in it. The little actor in it was about the same age as Xiao Ji, and he was so slow! He drank like his life depended on it, and he started shouting "drunk" before his lips even touched the wine, and his head shook like a rattle. He was so reluctant, it was annoying to watch, tell me, we are all grown men, what are we afraid of? I won't drink with a little girl, it's not good for a little girl to drink, but it's decent for a grown man not to drink a little wine when he has a meal!"

When talking about this, Mr. Sheng became more and more angry as he spoke, like a machine gun. In the end, he just drank a large glass of wine.

Murphy wanted to laugh at what Mr. Sheng said, but as soon as he laughed he felt the alcohol coming out of him and he kept coughing uncomfortably. He wanted to drink some water to suppress the alcohol, so he picked up the glass and took a gulp in a panic.

"This is my cup."

Murphy stared at the cup in his hand with wide eyes, coughing even more violently in fear. Hayes tried to hold back his laughter and patted him on the back, but Murphy subconsciously moved back and stood up awkwardly, with the wine in the cup spilling all over his body.

Grace saw this and quickly tried to smooth things over: "This child just can't be praised. He's too shy."

President Sheng laughed a few times with great energy, "Xiao Ji, go to the bathroom and get ready."

Murphy nodded, covered his mouth and coughed as he walked out.

The aftereffect of the liquor was so strong that as soon as Murphy stood up and walked to the door, he felt his legs trembling a little. He could only hold on to the wall with his hands and stagger to the bathroom. Then he took out the hangover medicine from his pocket, broke the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

I leaned against the wall of the bathroom and waited for a few minutes. The weightlessness and dizziness caused by being drunk were obviously much better.

The bathroom in the private club was also quite luxurious, with towels, cotton swabs, aromatherapy and candles on the washstand. Murphy looked in the mirror and saw that there wasn't much alcohol on his suit, so he decided not to wipe it off and washed his face.

As soon as the cold water touched his skin, Murphy suddenly became much more awake.

I looked up at the mirror and was startled again.

"W-why are you here?"

Hayes smiled and handed Murphy a towel: "Are you the only one who can come here?"

Seeing that Murphy was in a daze and did not take the towel, Hayes threw it lightly, covered his face with the towel, and then washed his hands.

It was all on his face, so Murphy simply wiped it. He didn't know why, but he subconsciously shrank back when he met this person.

"You really want to act with me?"

Murphy: "Ah?"

Hayes shook off the water on his hands, smiled and tilted his head to look at him: "Why else would you drink so hard?"

Murphy: ...I really envy this person’s self-confidence.

Hayes wiped the water off his hands, but did not leave. Instead, he stared at Murphy.

Murphy: "What's wrong?"

Hayes shook his head: "Don't you want to eat candy today?"

Murphy: "Hmm?"

Hayes had a harmless smile on his face.

"I can help you unscrew the lid."

...

Murphy smiled guiltily and waved his hand: "No, I'm not eating today. Let's go back quickly."

Hearing the word "we", Hayes felt inexplicably happy and just followed him back to the private room.

As soon as he entered the room, Murphy met Qu Qing's gaze. The other's smile was a little overwhelming for him. He had never been able to understand girls' thoughts, so he had to ask Ava for help.

Murphy: "What kind of smile is that, Qu Qing? It's so weird."

Ava: "Mr. Xu, this is Auntie's smile."

Murphy: "...Auntie smile? Why are you smiling at my auntie?"

Ava: "This is probably the joy from the bottom of the heart of a CP fan."

Murphy: ...

When they sat down, President Sheng and Director Chen were chatting happily. The two middle-aged men were both drunk and their faces were red, but they still retained a little bit of sobriety.

"Director Chen hasn't released a new film in two years, right? Oh, I've been waiting so long. You can ask the people in my company. I keep saying this every day: as long as it's directed by Chen, I'll invest in any film!" Sheng Huafeng raised his glass excitedly.

Murphy listened calmly, and only mentioned the movie after three rounds of drinks.

Director Chen was much calmer, even though his face was also full of alcohol: "Boss Sheng trusts me. I wanted to shoot more films while I'm still not too old."

Grace laughed and said, "Director Chen is only a few years old and he's already calling me old."

Qu Qing also laughed, "Director Chen is like this, he tells me to take care of my health every day."

Director Chen waved his hands and said, "I'm not kidding. My body just isn't as energetic as before. I want to try a new style while I still have the energy. I fell in love with Xiao Qu's new script at first sight and want to give it a try."

Every word Chen Anping said was understated, but it took a month or two just to select the cast, changing one after another, so you can imagine how much importance he attached to the new film.

Qu Qing also laughed and said, "It's been three or four years since I finally got to work with Director Chen again."

Grace glanced at Qu Qing and said, "I heard that Qu wrote a script specifically for Hayes this time."

Hayes laughed: "It gets more and more mysterious. I guess everyone thinks too highly of me."

Qu Qing: "Hayes is embarrassed. I watched a video of Hayes when he was applying for the Film Academy. He was only 18 years old at that time. I was inspired to write a script with youth themes. However, youth films nowadays are very vulgar, and they are confused just for the sake of being confused. I wanted to focus on something different. I wrote for more than a year and finally wrote this script. It happened to be Director Chen's decision to change his career, so I was lucky."

Sheng Huafeng poured himself another cup: "Okay, youth-themed movies are very popular right now, I'm relieved about Hayes. I've been looking for this other role for a long time, but it's been delayed again and again. It was scheduled to start filming in March, but it's been more than two months now, and it hasn't been confirmed yet. Time is money."

After so much back and forth, we finally got to the point.

Sheng Huafeng added: "I think Director Chen should stop worrying about it and just decide on the role of Yu Ning. If you keep dragging it out, the film won't be able to make it to the XX Film Festival next year."

Murphy pondered the meaning behind Mr. Sheng's words.

But Director Chen didn't respond. The two of them kept drinking, taking turns to drink.

The meal was very unsettling, no one spoke clearly, and it ended with President Sheng losing his memory.

On the way back to the dormitory, Murphy didn't continue thinking about those things. He just made the best of it. But Grace seemed quite uncalm. There was nothing he could do. He had finally had a meal, but failed to finalize the role. It was hard not to feel nervous.

The WeChat notification sound rang.

"You have to say thank you to me."

It was sent by Hayes. Murphy didn't quite understand what it meant, so he replied bluntly: "Why?"

After I finished replying, I thought about it carefully. Was it because of the time I helped him open the candy jar last time? I had already said thank you.

Hayes: I'll have dinner with you today.

Murphy: Accompany me? Aren't you here for socializing?

After sending the message, Murphy felt that Hayes was more and more strange. He even began to doubt whether this person was a character he created.

After a long while, Hayes replied to him.

"You'll know in a few days. I'll be waiting for you to thank me."