Jiang Shutong's gaze was a little long, and someone next to him asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Shu said together: "A little girl."

After saying that, he realized that it was not Xu Qingrang who was asking. He turned his head and glanced at the man, his tone was unhappy: "Why are you sitting here?"

Lin Jialuo looked back as if he didn't hear it, "Which one?"

Jiang Shutong dusted the corners of her clothes and stopped talking.

Chen Fu stared at the back of Jiang Shutong's head for a while before slowly moving away from her gaze.

The host gave the opening remark on stage, and the movie has already begun.

This is a spy movie, and the scenes are very dark from the beginning to the end. **Growing wildly in such an environment, interests and betrayal intertwined, and fog shrouded people's hearts.

Jiang Shutong's only long shot is in a dark night, with heavy rains outside.

He wore a pair of gold-edged glasses, the old black shirt and the leather sofa were almost integrated, the collar buckle was loosened down, and his hands slowly passed by the charcoal basin, and his nails were clean.

Thunder flashed by.

Chen Fu held her breath, her heart beat faster, and subconsciously looked at the man in the front seats.

Jiang Shu was talking to the people next to him, but he didn't look at the screen.

Chen Fu carefully identified the man, Lin Jialuo.

Lin Jialuo was talking about winning the award: "Our Sihan can win a movie queen this time."

Jiang Shutong was not interested in these things and did not respond.

Lin Jialuo was used to this, so he didn't mind, and continued: "You have pushed Teacher Zhou Nan's new movie?"

Jiang Shutong said "hmm" and turned to look at him, "Are you interested?"

Lin Jialuo leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Is there any insider?"

“…”

Jiang Shutong withdrew her gaze and regained her indifference: "No."

"No." Lin Jialuo said, "I heard that Sihan went to audition, I..."

Jiang Shutong interrupted him: "The female lead has already been decided, it's not her."

"Didn't you say..." Lin Jialuo raised his tone, looked around and then calmed down, gritted his teeth and jumped out: "Didn't you say there is no insider?"

"No insider." Jiang Shu was not merciless at all: "It's because she is not as skilled as others."

Lin Jialuo cursed in his heart.

He took a breath, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who is the number one female lead?"

"Liang Chengyun."

Lin Jialuo was not calm again: "Just the old man who was plagued by scandals some time ago and was confused with two young guys..."

Expected that his next words were not very appealing, Jiang Shutong reminded: "In public places."

Lin Jialuo glanced at the camera around him and restored his expression management, "I said, is Sihan from your company? Isn't it helpful to help her get such a good resource? Is there anyone who is like a boss like that?"

Speaking of this, he remembered that Liang Chengyun was an artist of Xingyi, and sooner or later Jiang Shutong was also the boss of Xingyi. There was no difference between him.

Lin Jialuo shut up depressedly.

Jiang Shutong didn't even move his eyebrows. He thought Lin Jialuo was arguing and moved to the side.

An hour later, the movie ended.

The host went on stage and said a few beautiful words, and the investor, director and screenwriter took the stage one after another.

Lin Jialuo was curious and couldn't help asking: "To be honest, who are you just looking at? Which little girl?"

Jiang Shutong looked at the stage with concentration, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Lin Jialuo kept chattering: "Actually, you are not young anymore. You are really old enough to be in the third year of 27. It's not a big deal to be alone. When will this act be the end, or will it be more realistic to marry a wife and live home? Are you right?"

Seeing that Jiang Shutong did not respond, Lin Jialuo continued: "I went to Xiangshan some time ago, and a new property was released there. The scenery is very good. It is okay to fish and walk birds. It is suitable for elderly care. I am going to buy one and I can hand over the house at the end of the year. Do you want to go with me?"

...

The host on the stage had already read the list of special performances. Jiang Shutong dusted the corners of her clothes and stood up and walked towards the stage without looking back.

Pretend. Lin Jialuo complained in his heart, but had to admit that Jiang Shutong did not look old.

He was almost the same age, and the light shone on his face, but he couldn't find any wrinkles with a magnifying glass. He slid his calm temperament and looked like a young man in his early twenties.

In fact, if we spend ten years back, Lin Jialuo and Jiang Shu are both mortal enemies.

Lin Jialuo was studying in the Film Academy. He signed up for Star Arts and had a good reputation and good resource. He became popular as soon as he debuted, but the limelight was soon suppressed by Jiang Shutong, who had risen later.

Lin Jialuo admitted that Jiang Shutong had an impeccable face, but the entertainment industry is not a place where just one face can make the green light all the way.

But Sheng Qian was a small workshop that was unknown at that time, and the resources he gave him were better than the other.

Lin Jialuo was depressed when talking about this. He had known that Jiang Shu was the young master of Xingyi, so why would he compete with him?

Lin Jialuo was originally a casual personality, but he figured it out after three days of depression. In fact, he was young and energetic, unwilling to admit defeat, and putting a starting line, so he might not be able to compare with others.

So in those years, he avoided Jiang Shutong in everything. When he made movies, he acted in TV series and went on variety shows, and he was also very successful.

Gradually I found that Jiang Shutong is actually not bad, and I often go to Shengqian to visit the door.

Life is just a few decades, what a big deal.

The premiere continues. Shen Fu recalled the plot of the movie just now and buried her head in editing the reviews on iPad.

When she heard the host shouting "Special show: Jiang Shutong", she looked up.

I have to say that Jiang Shutong has a very good figure. She is 1.86 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist and a very good proportion. The light turns from dark to light on him, and everyone next to him suddenly faded.

Shen Fu opened Procreat (drawing software), thought about finishing writing.

Several starring actors on the stage were chatting, but Jiang Shutong didn't respond very much. He was cueed and picked up the microphone and answered. When he raised his wrist, he showed half of the golden dial, which was low-key and noble.

He seemed to be like this in the spotlight. He looked gentle and polite, and his clear sense of alienation made people feel that it was difficult to get close to.

He actually knows how to take jokes and likes to joke, but he is not very happy most of the time.

Shen Fu remembered that during the Chinese New Year, fireworks were set off outside and the room was lively. He wore a homely gray sweater and chatted with his cousin and his cousin and others in astronomy and geography.

He had rare time, so everyone naturally grabbed him and joked.

He didn't mind either. He threw the card in his hand, and there was still a lazy look between his eyebrows and eyes. When he smiled, he raised a small curve in the corner of his eyes and said, "It's enough."

How to say it is completely different.

Sometimes Shen Fu really can't figure out which one is the real him.

While recalling that the characters on the iPad also had their prototypes, she looked up at the person on the stage, as if the painting was not good enough.

No matter how you click the lines, they are not as exquisite as real people.

I never painted him.

This man looked so picky. Shen Fu muttered, hesitated for a moment, and deleted the entire draft.

It was already three in the morning, and the director on the stage was still saying words of thanks. Chen Fu lit her head and her eyelids started fighting.

She glanced around, greeted the person next to her, and quietly left the venue through the side door.

In March, the night in Beijing was still cold and the wind blew, and Chen Fu was trembling when she stepped out of the revolving door.

She tightened her big cotton jacket, put on her hat, put her hands in her pocket, and jumped in place like a rabbit.

Much better.

Jiang Shutong's nanny car had just driven out of the underground garage. He sat by the window and looked up and saw a jumping figure not far away.

How dare she sway outside at this point?

Jiang Shutong raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, had a headache, and ordered: "Drive over."

Komatsu didn't understand, "What?"

Jiang Shutong pointed to the roadside, and Xiaosong looked in that direction. Was the boss talking about that girl?

It was dark and it was hard to see clearly, but it looked familiar, and it seemed that I had seen it somewhere.

Chen Fu was thinking about how to get home, and a nanny car slid over next to her. The silver-gray body was low-key and elegant, and it looked very valuable. Which celebrity should be from.

She gave in to the side, and the car followed again.

Chen Fu held her cell phone and bravely approached the car window. She had a one-way perspective film on it, and she could only see her blurry shadow.

The car door opened at this time, and Jiang Shutong's voice came from it: "Get on the car."

The author has something to say: There is a serious question, the next book, is it to open "Fake Calmness" or "See You when I wake up from my dream"...

The fake calmness is a crematorium that reunited with a broken mirror. When I woke up from my dream, it was a sweet article about the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit. Which one do I want to see?

Thanks to the mines of "graceee", Bi Xinxin!

Thanks to "Chenchen" and "July" for feeding nutrient solution and refill!

It's better to send a red envelope, good night
Chapter completed!