When I walked to the next seat, there was already a person sitting in the opposite seat, which was Zhang Yiheng.

When Zhang Yiheng saw Jian Anan, he immediately stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

Jian Anan thought he wanted to shake hands, so he reached out, but Zhang Yiheng took her hand and printed a kiss on the back of her hand.

An awkward look suddenly flashed across her face. She didn't expect the other party to act like this. However, when she thought that Zhang Yiheng was a mixed-race, maybe because of the foreign etiquette, she didn't care much about it and went straight to the topic: "Mr. Zhang, did you bring the script you said yesterday? If it's convenient, I want to read it."

Zhang Yiheng smiled gentlemanly, but did not mean to talk about business directly, but joked: "Ms. Jian dressed up very low-key today, and actually wore a pair of sunglasses, which made me, a man who had no decorations, a little nervous."

In fact, Jian Anan didn't want to wear sunglasses to go out. Who knew that the latest new drama and variety show that aired last night had already made most of people know her. As soon as she went out from Li Shaoting in the morning, someone asked her if it was Jian Anan. At first, she treated it as an example, but when she went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, someone stole the photos. Only then did she realize that she needed to be low-key, so she put on sunglasses when she went out in the afternoon.

Now that she has entered the cafe, she feels a little embarrassed when Zhang Yiheng says this. She is also a celebrity, and the other party comes out openly. If she sits in the cafe with sunglasses, wouldn’t she be a little rude to him?

So, Jian Anan raised his hand and took off his sunglasses and smiled slightly: "This way you won't be nervous, right? Do you feel better?"

Zhang Yiheng nodded, still with a gentle smile: "Yes, you look better after taking off your sunglasses, especially your eyes."

When talking or doing movements to Jian Anan, Zhang Yiheng deliberately turned his body to a certain angle. If someone looked at him from that angle, he could clearly see him and Jian Anan, and they were backlighting, and many postures and movements were ambiguous.

However, from Jian An'an's side, there is no way to tell anything unusual about Zhang Yiheng.

When Zhang Yiheng curled his lips and smiled, it was necessary to make people feel that his high nose and deep-eyed mixed-blood face was indeed very charming, and his deep facial features could easily attract other people's attention. However, compared with Li Shaoting, Zhang Yiheng was still much inferior. Not only was his appearance not delicate enough, but his temperament was also much different.

Jian An'an's daily life with Li Shaoting will naturally not be so easy to be a fool to a good-looking man, but he just treats Zhang Yiheng very casually.

Seeing that Jian Anan was not interested in what he had just said, Zhang Yiheng's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he was soon covered up by him, and then he said, "Ms. Jian, the movie that invited you to work with this time is still in preparation, but what is certain is that as long as you are willing, the position of the female lead must be yours."

"I don't care much about the heroine or the supporting actress. As long as it is a role that suits me, I am willing to act. Of course, it depends on what the script looks like, so... can you show me the script?" Jian Anan responded appropriately, and then guided the problem.

Hearing Jian Anan repeatedly asked about reading the script, Zhang Yiheng had to take out a stack of printed manuscripts from his bag and handed them to Jian Anan: "This is a movie script, a bit long. You can take a look at it roughly. After reading it, we will talk about the next one."

After turning a few pages with the script, Jian Anan felt something was wrong.

Although she has only taken on two TV series, she has done well and has read the good scripts. But the so-called "script" she is holding now gives her a feeling that it is a completely shoddy work produced by rushing to work, and it is not a complete script at all.

Jian Anan frowned slightly, and looked up to ask about the relevant content of this script: "Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Yiheng immediately smiled gently and continued, "Just call me Yiheng."

Jian An'an's face showed a little embarrassment, but she didn't want to get involved in this small issue, so she spoke directly: "I roughly looked through it. Is this really a script for the movie? I think the completion is not high, so it shouldn't be the final draft."

Unexpectedly, Jian Anan was really so professional, which disrupted his plan.

There was a flash of panic on Zhang Yiheng's face, but he still answered calmly: "Yes, Miss Jian is indeed a professional actor, and this script is indeed just a first draft."

Jian Anan was a little unhappy at all. He only had one draft of the script and said that he wanted to work with her on filming and use her job as a play?

"Since the script has not been formed, what cooperation should we talk about? Mr. Zhang, let's put this matter aside now. Let's talk about it in detail when the script is finalized." As she said that, she stood up and wanted to leave.

When she was talking to Zhang Yiheng, she felt that this person was in a bad state. It seemed that asking her out to discuss work was just an introduction. She was absent-minded and always talked about him, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Now I just got the Shangfang Sword and I can leave directly, so I quickly seize the opportunity.

However, as soon as she got together, Zhang Yiheng walked to her side and reached out to block her side. The two of them were close at hand, and their posture was also very ambiguous when they looked from afar.

Zhang Yiheng advised: "An An, don't rush to leave. Although this script is just the first draft, it has highlights and still has great potential. If you look carefully, you will find its advantages. Think more about it."

The sudden intimate behavior was extremely awkward, which made Jian Anan's mood suddenly turn sharply. His thoughts that were originally thinking of endurance instantly turned into anger: "I want to leave now. If this script really has highlights, I don't want to consider it now. I have something to do, so I have to leave first."

Zhang Yiheng was raped for a while and his face didn't look very good.

He thought Jian Anan looked at the gentle and lovely person, but who knew that his attitude was quite tough.

So he didn't say anything, but he just kept the intimate movement and distance and almost didn't move much, but just changed his pace slightly.

Jian Anan felt something was wrong, so he waved Zhang Yiheng's hand away, broke through his blockade circle, turned around and walked out of the cafe door.

This time, Zhang Yiheng did not stop him anymore, but just slowly sat back on his seat, watched Jian Anan put on sunglasses, hurriedly pushed open the door of the cafe and left his sight.
Chapter completed!