Classic lines of Zhiming and Chunjiao

Policeman: Sir, did you throw your cigarette butt on the ground?

Sir, did you throw your cigarette butt on the ground?

Ming: Oh, quick, dig your red flag (sorry, I'm Japanese). Japanese?

Policeman: Oh, Japanese. Well, you can smoke in Hong Kong.

Ming: Smoking? okay

Policeman: No, no, but here it is. No cigarettes. No, no, no, no.

Sharp chest, please tell him not to smoke here.

Jiao: Hello.

Policeman: Alejas.

Jiao: Al Hasse.

Ming: Digging for happiness, Japanese, Korean.

Policeman: Oh, Koreans, super glue.

Hello, welcome to Hong Kong. Are you a lover?

Ming: Love.

Policeman: Japanese and Koreans are a good match. Welcome to Hong Kong. Have a nice trip.

Don't forget ... No smoking ... OK?

Ming: Smoking? Good smoke

Policeman: Have a nice trip.

Jiao's cell phone rang: Your brother is looking for you, your mother is looking for you, your father is looking for you, and your aunt is looking for you. ...

Policeman: tease me! ! !

At Chunjiao's friend's birthday party, they sang together.

Zhiming lit a cigarette for Chunjiao first, and then lit his own cigarette with Chunjiao's cigarette.

After Chunjiao and her boyfriend broke up, Zhiming came to pick them up. Chunjiao suddenly asked her if she cared if I was more suggestive than you. Zhiming opened the car door, walked up to Chunjiao and said, but I am taller than you.

Two people in the hotel. After Chunjiao's asthma attack, Zhiming wants Chunjiao to try to quit smoking.

The fat man fiddled with the coke cup.

Man A: Last week, he met a makeup artist in the back alley.

Fat man: Change your mobile phone network? I've only known you for a few days, and I'm going to use the same mobile phone network with you. Be careful yourself. (As he speaks, he inserts the cigarette into the straw.)

Man A: That's right.

The fat man lit a cigarette and put it in a coke cup.

Man A: What are you doing?

Fat man: You don't have to walk around.

Fat people smoke.

Man A: Psycho, good for you.

The clerk got suspicious and came over.

Zhiming: Shit, it's out. Here he comes.

The fat man glanced back and the clerk stepped forward.

Shop assistant: What kind of cup do you have, sir?

Fat man: Soda.

Shop assistant: soda? Can you have a drink? I'm sorry

Suck it

The fat man didn't hold his breath and took a drag, choking out the smoke.

Shop assistant: Sorry, sir, smoking is not allowed here. Please get out.

Fat man: Can't you smoke here?

Sanren walked out of convenience store

Ming: What's wrong with you?

Jiao: What?

Ming: Didn't you say you wanted to quit smoking?

Jiao: When you say quit smoking, you say you only smoke one cigarette a day. I don't know how many cigarettes you smoked, and I don't know if what you said is true.

Ming: Miss, you have asthma, and you don't even quit. How to teach people to care about you?

Jiao: I didn't say I wouldn't quit.

Ming: But you said you couldn't find a reason to quit.

Jiao: You always do. You don't know what you are talking about.

Ming: I don't know what you said.

Jiao: What can I say? I don't even know if you ...

Ming: I am.

Jiao: I can't feel it. You didn't say it.

Ming: I told you.

Jiao: When? Actually, if you're not ready to start with someone else, that's okay, Zhang Zhiming. You tell me, and I will understand.

I am three years older than you, and I don't have time to guess what you are thinking every day.

I don't understand what you said ... Everyone has some conspiracy theories behind them. I really don't understand. I'm very tired.

Understand? I'm straightforward and simple.

What are you doing? What are you doing? (Ming takes the phone from Chun Jiao)

What are you doing? What are you looking for? (Ming looks for a short message on his mobile phone)

Ming put his mobile phone in the car upside down. Chunjiao saw the SMS: n 55! w！

Jiao: Fool.

Why don't we stop smoking after this time?

Ming: OK.

Jiao: What about those cigarettes?

Ming: Let's put it away first. We're not in a hurry.

Jiao: Hey, actually ... I'm four years older than you.

Mingjiao called the other party to turn cigarettes, and the camera turned to the close-up of the mobile phone.

Zhiming sent this short message to Chunjiao after sending her home, but Chunjiao didn't find its meaning.