"Director, what's the matter?" Jura walked out of the hospital room and went around the corner, when she suddenly received a call from the director.

Jura was a little surprised, and after being stunned for a few seconds, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She secretly laughed at herself in her heart, is it so easy to be an actor?

High-intensity shooting, coupled with the portrayal of characters, each step, as long as it is not passed, will be sprayed by the fiery trolls, and the spray will not recognize the father and mother.

The director held the mobile phone with one hand, listened to the dissatisfaction on the other end of the microphone, and softened his words a little: "Are you feeling better?"

Jura pursed her lips, ignoring the director's reassurance, and just sighed softly.

That sigh, although very soft, was a little helpless in the director's ears.

Helplessly, in this industry, as an actor, especially a young actor.

Either rely on acting skills, or rely on appearance, or rely on popularity, the so-called fans, there is no permanent, when you like you, you are really beautiful, anything is good.

When one day, you don't have new works, you often don't show up, and the exposure is low, the popularity will decline.

There are not so many die-hard fans, there is no eternal love for you, if you don't work hard and don't pay, you will eventually be eliminated.

Both of them are battle-hardened people, and they have been in this circle for a long time, so they understand the helplessness of this circle.

"The investor is urging ......" The director said straight to the point, some things, rather than hiding them, should be talked about openly.

Listening to the meaning of the director's words, Jura sighed deeply, she touched her flat lower abdomen, and her eyes were full of sadness.

Raising her head, Jura clenched her phone tightly and asked helplessly: "I know what you mean, it's just that I'm a little uncomfortable, can you help me arrange a stand-in......"

It was Jura's last retreat and her last struggle.

She doesn't want to give up on her children and career, and the only way is to reconcile the contradictions between the two.

Zhula's words made the director look sad, and the woman who was known as "Desperate Sanniang" in the circle actually took the initiative to ask for a stand-in.

It can be seen that Jura's illness has affected her health, the director sighed, he stood in place and thought for a while.

Tightening the mobile phone in his hand, the director opened his voice in a deep voice: "Your request, I will meet you, so when can you come to the crew?"

Jura didn't expect the director to agree to her request so readily, for the director, a play, he definitely hopes that the actors can stay in the crew from beginning to end and complete the shooting.

There are some taboos about stand-ins, although there will be stand-ins in every play, but the director still expects that the actors can complete the filming of a play independently.

"I'm going to the crew tomorrow!" Jura exhaled, the smell of the hospital's potion making her slightly uncomfortable.

During this time, staying in the hospital, she was depressed and uncomfortable, and going to the crew was just right to relieve the tense relationship between the two.

The director was secretly relieved when he heard Jura's firm answer, he spent a lot of thought on this play.

Looking for investors, he used a lot of connections to get those shrewd and cunning businessmen to be willing to invest in this drama.

For the two actors, he has high expectations, there is no need to question the acting skills of the actor and the actress, the subtle emotion, the spark of the collision between the two, makes the director excited.

If it weren't for Jura fainting, the director wouldn't have been so anxious, and recently due to stress, I don't know how many days and nights I haven't slept for.

As long as Jura can come, no matter what kind of request is made, the director will meet it.

This movie contains all his expectations and dreams.

"I'll wait for you!" the director gently spat out the sentence from his throat, his eyes full of smiles.

Hanging up the phone, Jura touched her flat lower abdomen, walked to the window, and quietly looked out the window.

The sky was clear just now, but suddenly it was pouring rain.

Jura stared out the window at the rain and stared unfocused.

A cool breeze blew, and Jura suddenly felt a little cold, and she hugged her body tightly with her hands.

Suddenly feeling a weight on her shoulders, Jura shuddered in fright and turned abruptly.

I saw Ke Zhehan standing behind her, his hand on her shoulder, looking at her with a smile.

Zhu La's eyebrows furrowed, she was slightly stunned for a few seconds, and a bright smile immediately appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Why are you here?"

Because of Zhula's turn, the clothes in Ke Zhehan's hand were about to fall off.

He reached out and pulled off his clothes, draped them over Jura's shoulders: "It's windy, be careful of catching a cold!"

Jura bit her lower lip and quietly looked at the incomparably gentle man in front of her.

Smiling slightly, an old friend who she hadn't seen for many years, reunited in a strange place, Jura was excited.

She patted Ke Zhehan's arm and said excitedly: "Why are you here?"

Ke Zhehan looked up at the window and pointed to the conspicuous signboard on the big wall: "This is the hospital that my family opens......"

Jura turned her head to look at the eye-catching signboard, looked back, and smiled brightly at Ke Zhehan.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Zhula suddenly felt that Ke Zhehan was more mature than before.

There is a mature atmosphere belonging to a man between his eyebrows, and he is wearing a silver-gray slim suit, revealing Ke Zhehan's sturdy figure.

Men who often exercise have hormones emanating from their whole bodies, which makes the girls who pass by them look back frequently.

"You are getting more and more attractive, you see that the girls next to you are looking back at you~" Zhu La smiled and patted Ke Zhehan's arm, and said jokingly.

Ke Zhehan put his hands in his trouser pockets, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "What's the use of being handsome, I'm not single yet." ”

Listening to Ke Zhehan's answer, Zhu La was a little surprised, she raised her head and looked at Ke Zhehan, her eyes full of questions?

Seeing Zhula's cute and worried expression, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ke Zhehan's mouth.

He stretched out his right hand, rubbed Jula's short hair, and said softly, "How are you and Leng Chenxuan now?"

Hearing Ke Zhehan's inquiry, Jura's eyes were full of sorrow, and she smiled indifferently.

Pulling her hair with her hand, Jura turned to look out the window, silent.

Ke Zhehan saw that Zhu La was unwilling to speak, and he was unwilling to force her to speak, he stood quietly behind Zhu La, looking at her back in a daze.

This familiar back, in the night, in the dream, countless dreams.

Now, when he can look at this back clearly and truly, Ke Zhehan has a trace of fear.

He knew that Zhu La only had Leng Chenxuan in his heart, and it was impossible for him to tolerate himself.

But he was still stupidly waiting, and one day, when she was injured, she turned around, and she was still standing in place, waiting for her.

Wind and rain gently drifted in from the window, and Jura shrank back.

Ke Zhehan saw that Zhu La's body trembled slightly, he gently patted Zhu La's shoulder with his hand, and said softly: "It's cold here, go back to the ward?"

Jura turned around, looked at Ke Zhehan, and shook his head: "I don't want to go back to the ward, the smell of potion is too strong, I want to stay outside." ”

Seeing that Zhula insisted on refusing to return to the ward, Ke Zhehan looked up at the heavy rain outside the window, and he frowned.

patted Jura on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Take you to a fun place......