According to the original owner's diary, she only finished filming one drama, and the rest were gone in the middle.
If she had the opportunity to broadcast, she would definitely be happy, after all, she had worked hard for it.
But Zhong Jiuyin was thinking about other things and was silent for a while.
"What's the name of that drama?" she asked Qian Yu.
Every time the original owner receives a resource, he saves the relevant things very well, such as scripts, contracts, magazines, etc., and he can find them even if he wants to find them.
But she is on the crew now and doesn't have the memory of that drama, so she doesn't know anything.
Qian Yu didn't know even more. He didn't know the little online drama that could not make any sound even if he threw it into the ditch. He didn't know what his name was.
"I'll ask... Hey, you don't have to worry about it in advance. The crew will ask you to help promote it. At that time, the poster trailer will definitely be sent to you. You just need to forward it."
"When did the director say about it?"
Qian Yu: "A ready-made drama, with funds in place, you are famous enough, and there must be a platform to ask for it. It depends on whether the number queue is fast. If it is fast, it will take more than half a month."
"Then ask. It's good to be famous. All the TV series buried in the soil can be broadcasted."
No wonder the original owner collapsed when he was stimulated by the fact that he was less famous as he worked harder, and the difference was too big.
The second one said: "More than that, maybe your photos on the promotional poster will be the biggest... Are you the protagonist?"
"I can't remember it." She said without changing her face.
She doesn't have this memory, and she really doesn't know whether she is the protagonist or the supporting role.
Qian Yu looked at her: "You can't remember it now? It's only one year. When the director contacted me, he said that you were very sad after knowing that it couldn't be broadcast. After all, you put a lot of effort into that drama. I thought it was
You must remember the regrets that you can't get rid of in your heart."
She said calmly without blinking: "Maybe in a car accident, my mind is not very good. I can't remember anything after a long time."
As the only person who knows something about the inside story, Yan Cheng helped her cover it up.
"Don't think too much about the past, have you taken the medicine?"
Qian Yu then remembered that Zhong Jiuyin still had blood stasis in her mind, and her past experience was indeed not very wonderful, so it was normal for her not to think of it.
So he cooperated and said, "Is the medicine brought? I remember seeing it once again. Is it okay to just take medicine? Do you need to go to the follow-up visit and clear it through surgery?"
Zhong Jiuyin: "Brother Qian, do you think the sewer?"
"..." Qian Yu touched his nose and said, "Then you can't do this all the time. Being abusive tumors make people scare. How can you feel relieved if you have a choke on your brain? It doesn't mean you're not right.
There will be an impact."
Yan Cheng on the phone also agreed with his statement: "Let Brother Qian help me make an appointment for a review, the doctor is..."
The last time I went for a review, it was all done by Yan Cheng, so it was really hard to make an appointment with the doctor.
So he paused and said, "Forget it. When I come back and accompany you, you can't just stop it and delay it longer."
She acted very disliked to go for examinations, and she was perfunctory every time she said she was talking.
Zhong Jiuyin scratched her eyebrows and pretended not to know what he was talking about.
After Qian Yu and the other two had finished talking about what they were about to say, they did not delay their love and left with pleasure.
The two of them stood at the elevator entrance when they left the door. Qian Yu thought deeply for a while and said to the second one: "Yan Cheng's vision is really at the forefront of fashion."
Second mouth: "…Don't think I can't hear the meaning, Brother Qian, be careful I will complain."
Qian Yu: "I am praising her. Is there a bad word in my words?"
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived. They both walked in, Qian Yu wanted to evaluate something, so he pushed him.
"Brother Qian is going up, your room is on the lower floors."
Qian Yu: "...You are an artist assistant living in a luxurious suite, aren't you panic?!"
The elevator door was slowly closed, and the two guys smiled inside and said, "I have money, never panic."
Qian Yu jumped at the elevator entrance and pressed the line button wildly.
At this time, a couple's call continued in the room.
No one else disturbed him, Yan Cheng jumped back to the question just now.
"Why can't you send me a photo of you taking a book cover?"
Zhong Jiuyin casually said, "No, why."
Yan Cheng looked at her chin-holding action and suddenly asked in a soft voice: "Do you think that's not you?"
She didn't answer, but just blinked normally, pinching a pen on the table and making a fuss.
Not getting an answer is just an answer. Yan Cheng curled his lips and smiled, and the curve of his eyes diluted his cold temperament.
"Can you send me a photo you took recently? Advertising, makeup photos, and feedback pictures from previous meetings."
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him: "What are you going to do?"
“Look at it.”
"real?"
"...Or what?" Yan Cheng's tenderness was gone, "Or would it be hung on the wall?"
"Who knows what special hobbies you have?" She said this, but picked up her phone and sent a picture.
Modern technology is good, and there is no distance limit for flying pigeons to pass pictures.
After posting, Yan Cheng seemed to have looked down at the photo twice before looking up again and said, "It looks great."
"I know this."
“… Do you still have pictures of ‘her’?”
"What are you doing?"
"Distinguish it. If one day you have to take out a photo and ask me who it is, I will be able to recognize you."
“I’m not that bored.”
"But I want to recognize you at a glance."
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him with a strange look, recalled for a while, and found that the original owner had not left any photos, and there were only two back photos on his phone.
“There is one on the wall of entertainment around the city.”
It was filmed on the day of his debut, and it was also the day when he met Yan Cheng.
Yan Cheng also remembered and asked her: "Does there be no backup? If not, can Huancheng Entertainment take down the photo and send it back?"
"I'll try it." After all, the quarrel with the company was not pleasant, and Huancheng Entertainment is still in chaos now. When Su Cheng saw her, his meanness was doubled.
She said again, "Apart from that photo, there are only the book covers and stills I took before."
Yan Cheng: "You can save it then."
"What are you doing to save? Do you keep it for appreciation?" she asked staring at the screen.
Yan Cheng was surprised for a second, then suddenly chuckled.
It was still afternoon there. The sky was as blue as a piece of transparent jade. The sun shone on the snow all over the mountains and fields. The refracted light made the background in the video brighter, and when he smiled, his eyes seemed to be filled with tiny light.
Zhong Jiuyin held his hands and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Cheng wanted to speak but stopped, and finally smiled and said, "It's nothing."
She actually has times to express possessiveness, just as cats and dogs are wary of being invaded by the marked territory.
It made him feel like he was in love with one of his twins, and he needed to constantly show who he loved in front of her.
It's not that face, it's completely different from the original "her", the new Zhong Jiuyin.