Chapter 121： 5 flower 8 door reviewer

This man's name is Cao Ran.

is a cultural scholar,

He is currently a professor of literature at the Drama Academy of Chunyang Academy of Drama.

The woman's name is Xing Yue, and she is a TV screenwriter.

The love between the two can be said to be a combination of typical literary and artistic youths.

Although their occupations are completely unrelated to the hotel industry,

But for the consideration of a hotel,

In addition to the basic settings, hardware support and decoration,

The comfort, cultural atmosphere and sense of service and living of the hotel itself is also an extremely important part.

If we say that hardware evaluation is the first level of hotel evaluation.

Then they are the more stringent second level!

……

Open the door of the guest room,

Go through the hallway.

At first sight, Cao Ran was deeply attracted by the desk by the floor-to-ceiling window!

Now is the time when the sun is about to set,

The sky is a gradient of powder blue,

The golden light poured into the house through the white gauze curtain and fell on the light wood-colored desk.

Quiet and beautiful.

An inexplicable sense of loneliness pervades the passage of time.

Cao Ran stared blankly at the beauty in front of him.

There seemed to be some kind of emotion growing in his eyes.

He put down the box in his hand,

I walked slowly to the desk,

The finger gently pressed the switch of the small table lamp,

Only to hear a "click",

A small soft beam of light emanated from the beautiful lamp wall of the small table lamp, evenly sprinkled on the table,

The light and the sunlight outside the window are far away,

It is bright and quiet against the small desk.

Cao Ran stretched out his hand and waved under the beam of light in the air,

The transparent light poured out of the fingers, and cast different shadow shapes on the table.

look, look,

Suddenly he slapped his thigh sharply!

"I'm inspired!"

"I finally know how I should write that paragraph!"

Cao Ran seemed to be a child who saw candy, he turned around and ran to Xingyue's side,

Without further ado, when he picked up Xingyue's face, he gave him a fierce kiss.

In Xingyue's bewilderment,

Cao Ran kicked,

He threw the suitcase on the ground, took out his laptop, and ran to the table,

Facing the sea, he played briskly on the keyboard with both hands.

at this moment,

The flowing thoughts and inspirations flow out continuously with the emotions deep inside.

The sound of the keyboard seems to be a girl dancing with the beat of the drums, full of fresh and agile breath.

All the confusion and stuttering from before have all spread out,

Some are just endless desire to talk.

towards the sea,

towards the sky,

Express it to your heart's content.

……

"Usually it takes three or four hours in front of the computer to get 2,000 words out."

"If you don't force people who can't write anything the day before the manuscript is handed in, how come the status is so fast today!?"

Looking at her husband who was excited to create, Xingyue was a little confused.

"But the layout of this room is really good,"

"As soon as I came in, I felt in a good mood."

But looking down at the two heavy suitcases,

Xing Yue sighed helplessly.

Ugh!

It seems that it is impossible to let this ancestor do some work and pack his suitcases.

It can only be done by the diligent self!

……

Just when Xingyue bent over to pack her suitcase in the room,

The Langai Hotel.

The doorman and the doorman stood at the door of the hotel.

Looking at the flow of people coming and going in front of the door, they are betting on each other.

"Guess the guy with the backpack looks like he's staying in a hotel?"

The door boy, the little skinny brother, pointed to a hot-headed hip-hop youth with a big luggage in front of him and asked.

The door boy, the fat brother, waved his hand: "Impossible, this person is here to swim at the beach."

said,

Two pairs of eyes stared straight at the hot-headed hip-hop youth with the backpack in front of him.

Bet on whether this person is going left or right.

I saw the hip-hop youth looking down at the phone, grinning and sending messages while walking.

When he reached the crossroads of the beach and the hotel entrance,

I saw the hot-headed hip-hop youth turn around and walk towards the door of the hotel.

The door boy, the little skinny brother, suddenly showed a triumphant smile on his face, and said proudly:

"It's yours to pick up the plane tonight!"

The door boy, Little Fatty, snorted coldly, and was about to open his mouth to refute, when he suddenly exclaimed "I'm going", and ran towards the front with his rippling belly.

The little skinny brother was stunned,

I saw the hip-hop hot-headed young man who was walking with his mobile phone giggling just now, and fell to the ground in an embarrassment.

Maybe she wasn't very awake the moment she fell,

The expression of the hip-hop hot-headed youth is still in a state of confusion.

The ankle of his left foot was twisted under the leg at an almost right angle,

It seems to be an instinctive reaction,

It seems to be out of a deep love for the mobile phone screen,

Even in this tragic fall,

The arm of the hip-hop hot-headed youth is still holding the mobile phone in the air, protecting the precious mobile phone from being hurt in the slightest.

"Sir, how are you feeling? Can you move?!"

The door boy, the fat brother, asked anxiously.

The hip-hop hot-headed youth shook his head diligently, saying that he couldn't, he couldn't move.

"You watch here, I'll go get the wheelchair."

After speaking, the doorman, Little Slim Brother, hurried back to the hotel and pushed a wheelchair out in less than a minute.

The two of them worked hard together to lift the hip-hop hot-headed young man from the ground and onto the wheelchair.

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel? Where are you going?"

"How can we help you?"

The door boy, the fat brother, asked with concern.

The expression of the hip-hop hot-headed youth was very embarrassing. He shrank his face behind the two people, for fear of being seen by pedestrians on the street.

"I booked a hotel room online, and I came here to stay."

……

Next,

The hip-hop hot-headed youth spent the most dreamy ten minutes of his life.

It only took 10 minutes from when he was pushed into the hotel lobby, to when the service staff of the hotel helped him check in alone, and finally to the time when the service staff pushed him into the room and applied an ice pack.

And in these ten minutes.

He was a dignified man of 1.89 meters tall and was cared for like a baby.

Even the shoes and socks are ice packs that the hotel staff squatted on the ground helped him take off and then applied.

Ashamed, ashamed, powerless, moved, wanted to cry...

All kinds of complicated emotions surged in his heart.

After the service employee sprayed Yunbei Jieda spray on his feet,

The hotel staff said gently:

"Sir, this is the spray provided by the hotel for you for free."

"If you have other needs, please call the front desk at any time."

"I wish you a pleasant stay."

The hip-hop hot-headed youth was taken care of and his face was flushed, and he thanked the service staff again and again.

"Okay thank you."

"It's hard work for you, hard work and hard work."

"I'm so sorry to cause you trouble."

I don't know how many times I said "thank you".

Finally, after the employee gently closed the door,

The hip-hop hot-headed youth sat blankly in the room,

Looking at his swollen ankle and ice cubes,

Then there was a helpless cry of "ah".

It's really a dog!

I didn't expect that the assessment would actually hit me on my head!

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