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Chapter 9=(1/3)

When Chen Fu arrived at the place, it was six:30 in the morning.

There was still some time before she went to work, so she wandered around for a while and entered a 24h bookstore.

There were not many people, in groups of three or three, and on the curtain opposite the door was silently placed Leonardo's "The Aviator". The handsome front desk guy was playing LOL.

Chen Fu ordered a cup of vanilla latte, found an empty seat to sit down, and wrote a review of "Seamless" while charging.

Time flies in such a quiet environment, and when you look up again, it is already dawn.

Chen Fu knocked on her dizzy head, packed up and went to the bathroom.

I brought disposable mouthwash and facial towel in my bag. When the cold water rinsed up, I felt much more awake.

Chen Fu wiped her face and looked up at herself in the mirror. She was born with cold and white skin, and she didn't like to have dark circles. She didn't sleep much all night, so she didn't look haggard.

While there was no one around, she stretched her body unrestrainedly and walked out with a relaxed breath.

The office building is next door, and it took five minutes to walk. When Chen Fu arrived, she happened to catch an elevator. She squeezed in quickly and almost ran into a man in a plaid sweater.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Fu apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay." The man took a step back with a gentle voice, "What floor?"

Uh... Chen Fu was stopped by questioning. She took out her cell phone embarrassedly, looked at the chat record, "Tenth Floor, thank you."

The man raised his eyebrows, looked a little surprised, and looked at Chen Fu again, "Do you go to Teacher Xu Qingrang's studio?"

Chen Fu nodded subconsciously, "Yes."

"Miss Chen?" He was confident in his words.

Chen Fu blinked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled and stretched out his hand, with sincerity in his eyes, "Hello, Xu Ziqian."

It was probably a long time since I heard someone introduce himself in the sentence "Hello, XXX". Chen Fu hesitated for two seconds before he grabbed it back, "Hello, Chen Fu."

Xu Ziqian didn't mind Chen Fu's slowness at all and explained: "The teacher told me yesterday that a junior sister was coming today."

While talking, the elevator had already stopped on the tenth floor.

Chen Fu followed Xu Ziqian into the glass door in a daze. The front desk lady greeted him enthusiastically and cast a curious look.

Xu Ziqian said: "We don't usually take shifts, but we usually attend regular meetings on Mondays. If we really have to do anything, we can ask for leave."

Chen Fu nodded and responded, the sunlight shone in through the blinds, and Xu Ziqian's voice was clear and gentle, with a kind of reassuring power.

The studio is concave in shape, with a simple and bright decoration style. There is an open area in the middle. Several large bookshelf are placed in an orderly manner in the chaos, and are accompanied by various tables, chairs and sofas, which is very romantic.

"Yueyue." Xu Ziqian called out to a girl passing by, "This is Chen Fu, the new one, stay in your group for the time being."

The girl called Yueyue glanced at Chen Fu, smiled friendly, nodded, "Okay."

Xu Ziqian looked at Chen Fu again and reminded: "The teacher hasn't come yet. I'll call you later. You can get familiar with Yueyue first."

Chen Fu nodded and followed Yueyue into an office, with four tables in it, and no one was there now.

"None of them have come yet." Yueyue pointed to a position beside the window, "No one there, it will be yours in the future."

Chen Fu walked over and put her schoolbag, took out the iPad to charge it, and tried the computer on it, which could be turned on.

She likes the feeling of typing with an old desktop computer, preferably on a rainy day, with a cup of hot milk next to it.

Yueyue asked: "What to drink?"

Chen Fu had just had coffee and waved her hand and said, "No."

"Don't be polite." Yueyue poured over a glass of orange juice, "How old are you?"

“Twenty-two.”

"I'll just say." Yueyue smiled and narrowed her eyes into a slit, "Look at your face being student-inspired. Where did you work before?"

"A small magazine." Chen Fu took a sip of orange juice and added: "I went bankrupt some time ago."

Xu Ziqian knocked on the door and came in: "Chen Fu, the teacher called you."

Xu Qingrang was also at the premiere last night. He looked so energetic, but the printer next to him had already started working "hulahula".

He came up and talked about the script: "I will send you the overall revision opinion. You can change the beginning first. If you don't understand, please ask Ziqian."

Chen Fu bowed politely to Xu Ziqian, "Please trouble senior brother."

Xu Ziqian: "It's okay."

Xu Qingrang looked up at the two people standing opposite him, as if he was a little puzzled, and said funny: "You have seen them when you were a child, so don't be so polite."

Have you seen it when you were a kid?

Chen Fu's super long reflex arc finally completed the work. Later, she remembered that Xu Qingrang had a son, who seemed to be named Xu Ziqian, who was a few years older than her and studied in the UK in college. In recent years, she has become a little famous in the screenwriter circle and can be regarded as a rookie.

Looking at Xu Ziqian's expression again, he looked as if he was not surprised at all, so he must have recognized it long ago.

Shen Fu was so embarrassed that her ears became hot.

Xu Qingrang smiled and said considerately: "Okay, you guys go out."

After adding Xu Ziqian's WeChat, Chen Fu quickly slipped back to the office.

The other two colleagues in the group have arrived now, one is named Lin Yan and the other is named Song Yao. They look not old. Several of them have introduced themselves and the topics are gradually starting to begin.

Yueyue bit the dried mango and asked, "Do you know Senior Brother Xu?"

Chen Fu remembered the scene just now, and was confused for a moment, and said vaguely: "I have seen it before..."

Strictly speaking, it was a long time ago. I remember that she was only in her teenage years and was learning to draw in the same cram school with Xu Ziqian. I calculated carefully and it should have been seven or eight years.

It's normal not to recognize it.

Chen Fu felt relieved. She logged in to q.q on her computer and sent the movie reviews she wrote in the morning to the document to modify them.

Yueyue poured water by, glanced at the screen, and said in surprise: "It's the one I thought was seamless! Is it the one I thought was seamless? You went to see the premiere?!"

She spoke very quickly, and a series of questions came over. Chen Fu's thoughts were interrupted. She nodded slowly as the three of them watched in unison.

"Then have you seen Jiang Shutong?"

"How about it?"

"Is it particularly exciting for him to play the villain?"

Chen Fu's mind passed by the scenes of Jiang Shutong in the movie. She thought for a moment and said confidently: "It's a touch."

Very touching.

Yueyue seems to be a fan of Jiang Shutong. Now she has opened the ticket purchase software, and after taking a look, she becomes depressed: "Oh, it will be released in eight days."

She covered her chest and felt heartbroken: "It's really a bad thing to be a fan of such an idol. She doesn't appear on variety shows or releases new songs. She has no personal figures all year round. Weibo is almost growing. Is he a little conscious?"

Lin Yan interrupted: "I remember the starring actor whom "The Legend of the Sky" was first asked to be him?"

"Isn't that?" Yueyue looked desperate and proud, "but he just fell in love with a small supporting role. What can he do? It would be great if he had it."

Yueyue and the others have already discussed going to the cinema together on the 18th and asked Chen Fu if she wanted to be together.

"I'll treat you to you several times." Yueyue patted her chest, with the momentum of spending a lot of money for her idol.

"Okay." Chen Fu agreed, but she had already agreed to Yin Le earlier. It seems that she would have to watch three or even four times in this movie.

"Oh." Yueyue suddenly sighed again, "I can't get the concert tickets, I can only watch two more movies."

Chen Fu said "ah", the concert ticket! Why did she forget about this again!!

"What's wrong?" Yueyue said with concern.

"Uh...no." Chen Fu said, "and suddenly remembered something."

She looked out the WeChat message of her cousin Tan Yu and posted: [Are you there, brother.]

Three seconds later, Tan Hui replied with a voice call, joking: "Is there a lack of pocket money?"

“…”

After struggling with whether to cheat him for a while, Chen Fu reluctantly denied: [No.]

She typed a line of words and deleted it.

Looking at the intermittent "the other party is typing" on the screen, Tan Yu felt a little surprised.

This girl often talks about things and is not rude. Every time she starts with a sentence like "Is it here, brother", she is almost a disaster.

Without hesitation, he dialed the phone directly.

Chen Fu held her cell phone and walked to the tea room, slid down to answer, Tan Yu said, "Where are you?"

"company."

Tan Yu was surprised: "Did you go to work? When did it happen?"

"Today." Chen Fu leaned her head and looked outside, lowering her voice slightly, "That's right, I have a friend who wants to see Brother Shutong's concert. You... ask him for an in-person ticket?"

Have a friend?

Tan Yu nodded for a great event, saying, "That's all?"
To be continued...
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