In the afternoon, clouds burned out in the sky, and the sky was red.
When Sister Xu entered the door, Yan Cheng was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window reading the script.
The trees outside the window are three stories high, and the canopy sifted away most of the light, leaving only a few beams of afterglow.
He turned his head and looked out the window. The white casual clothes were long-sleeved, only with distinct fingers exposed. They gently placed them on the flipped paper without turning them around.
The gray pants reflect the shadow of the teacup being stretched by the sunset, and the bamboo-patterned slippers and the regular and brand-new pants legs reveal a slim ankle.
Like a cool painting of early autumn.
Sister Xu stood at the door for a while and was sure that he was not in the script.
People are sitting and the script is on their legs, but they don’t know where the soul has floated.
"How is it? Is Zhong Jiuyin going to take on that character?"
Yan Cheng turned his head, put the index note in his hand into the script, closed it again, and said, "Check."
Sister Xu: "Then I'll say hello again. Director Liu Ge has not been in Haicheng these two days and has no way to watch Zhong Jiuyin's performance on the spot, so he asked Zhong Jiuyin to release a clip from the show to others.
What do you think?"
"Yes." These are all normal processes, and he has no objection.
Besides, he has no right and objection. He is only responsible for making connections, and the follow-up matters should be solved by Zhong Jiuyin and her agent themselves.
"Okay." Sister Xu went out and made a phone call.
After returning, she asked tentatively: "Where are you going to tell her on Zhong Jiuyin?"
I just told the character that he contacted Zhong Jiuyin.
Although Sister Xu added the contact information to prevent Zhong Jiuyin from disturbing her artists, the current situation is obviously not the case whether Zhong Jiuyin is disturbing him or not.
Unexpectedly, Yan Cheng glanced at her and rejected the proposal.
"No, you go and tell her."
Sister Xu was a little curious and leaned against the door and asked him: "Why? The call just now was unpleasant?"
She doubted whether Zhong Jiuyin had hyped something again, which made Yan Cheng begin to suspect that his vague feelings were fake.
Yan Cheng looked unmoved: "There is no reason."
He specifically pointed out that his initiative in contacting Zhong Jiuyin made him a little...
I can't tell the feeling, in short, I don't want to contact Zhong Jiuyin for the third time in a short time.
Sister Xu won’t ask more questions, contact her.
When Zhong Jiuyin received the message, she replied "Okay thank you". After a while, she said that her agent wanted to have a specific chat and sincerely pushed a friend over.
There are so many people who want to add her friends every day. Sister Xu is already a little tired of the frequency of adding people like a micro-store expansion.
But after thinking about it carefully, she still added Qian Yu's friend.
What if the artists on both sides have opportunities for in-depth cooperation in the future.
After she went out, Yan Cheng was the only one left in the room.
The light slowly dimmed, and the darkness aggravated the tranquility of being alone.
This kind of atmosphere is very suitable for emptying your mind, and it is also difficult not to think about the problems I often think about recently.
Yan Cheng took a sip of the cold water, and his thoughts returned to his position instantly. He stood up and turned on the light, turned on the script again, and read it seriously this time.
I thought he and Zhong Jiuyin would not have any contact again until the third episode of Saturday began.
But at night, his phone sent out a video ringtone, and Zhong Jiuyin actually sent him a video request.
Yan Cheng had already washed up and sat on the bed. He picked up his phone and looked at the screen for a while before pressing to answer the call.
The moment it was connected, Zhong Jiuyin's face appeared in front of her, occupying most of the screen.
"…What are you doing? I accidentally clicked it again?"
The reason is too old-fashioned and not suitable for use for the second time.
Zhong Jiuyin shook her head: "No, I called you specially."
Yan Cheng was stunned, then lowered his eyelashes and pulled Xia Liangquid on his abdomen, and asked, "So is there anything wrong?"
"It's something."
Zhong Jiuyin read the review diary written yesterday. When she remembered that she had to ask Yan Cheng about the details of him fainting on the street and being rescued by a beautiful beauty named Zhong.
She also washed up and climbed onto the bed. The new favorite reading material was placed next to her. She endured the huge attraction and tried hard to focus on the handsome face on the screen.
The soft lights in the interior coated him with a hazy halo, which looked not as cold as the daytime, and more in line with the word "warm".
Does lighting work so much?
She didn't immediately say anything, so she first clicked the small frame, let her face appear on the big screen, and then held it up to see from a different angle.
It is more beautiful than the daytime, so thrillingly beautiful. Can this flying pigeon letter continue peacefully?
"You said, will looking at my face affect your thinking?"
Yan Cheng in the small frame said without changing his face: "It will affect my sleep."
"..." It doesn't feel like a good review.
She changed the big and small boxes back again, but the person on the opposite side was impatient and asked directly: "What's the matter? It's night now."
If she appears again in the dream, who will be responsible?
Zhong Jiuyin approached the screen and blinked, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong at night? Will you be struck by lightning when you speak?"
Yan Cheng: "..."
He bent his fingers and pointed his eyebrows, and decided to skip these messy conversations: "Speak directly if you have anything."
"Oh, this is the thing-"
She picked up the diary and placed it on her bent knees, holding her cell phone with one hand and shaking the goose feather fan with the other hand, and shaking it with the wind, both hands and legs were not empty.
"Didn't I ask you about Feng Qing before? You said you didn't know her, and she didn't participate in the incident of you fainting, right?"
Yan Cheng looked at her like a charger at the door of the Millennium public toilet, and his eyes left the screen and looked out the window. At least he felt a little better.
"Yes. But Sister Xu told me something. Feng Qing had found me at the film and television base a year ago. She seemed to have had contact with me, but I don't remember her."
Zhong Jiuyin opened her eyes wide, then suddenly narrowed slightly: "So she knows that I saved you that day."
Yan Cheng: "What do you say?"
She told Feng Qing about the clichés to her, and said that she had bribed Guo Mingli to suppress her.
Yan Cheng suddenly sat upright, his brows frowned tightly.
"Feng Qing knew about this, so she wanted to pretend to be you that day? But why did she bribe your agent and suppress you? It also has something to do with this?"
"That's how I think." Zhong Jiuyin slapped the wind twice and said.
"You were rescued by me, and the situation was very serious, right? I didn't even see my face clearly. When I opened my eyelids, I saw the red mole on my earlobe. Then I didn't say that I was in a hurry to sign a contract at the company,
Did you put it in a store? You didn’t recover so quickly at that time, did anyone contact you?”
"I can't remember it very clearly." He was in a bad situation at the beginning and there were not many details that could be remembered, "but there would be people coming in and out of the convenience store at any time, and maybe she did not necessarily appear.
”
Zhong Jiuyin: "Maybe she saw me saving you. After I left, she would go in to find you, pretending that she saved you. But you didn't respond at that time, and she probably couldn't stay for a long time, after all, she also had to
I went to the company to sign a contract like me. Then, she found you again and wanted to directly mislead my kindness."
Yan Cheng took over the conversation: "But she failed."
Zhong Jiuyin continued: "She probably didn't know that you recognized your benefactor by looking at the red mole on people's ears, so she thought you didn't remember who saved you.
Furthermore, she doesn't want you to remember the fact that she knew your true savior because of her temptation, so that she would not punish her for false claims, so—"
"She has to stay away from you and put me to death in the ranks of little transparent people, so that you can't find me."