As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wei Chunjie. The other party also saw him and beckoned him to sit beside him with a smile.

"Mr. Wei."

For these masters, the word "teacher" can't be called casually, Zhou An wasn't sure if Wei Chunjie was the kind of person he cared about in particular, so he chose a suitable title.

As soon as Zhou An sat down, the producer and director entered the door, and the two greeted Wei Chunjie politely, and glanced at Zhou An a few times.

The producer sat next to Wei Chunjie, and Zhou An was on the right. In China, a country that values table manners a lot, there are many things that can be seen in the order of the seats.

Although Zhou An didn't have many opportunities to participate in the dinner and was not so sensitive to the order of seats, after some observation, he understood that Wei Chunjie was the protagonist tonight, and the positions on both sides of his left and right hands were not for anyone to sit.

"Mr. Wei, I think I'm still ......"

"Sit, it's fine." Wei Chunjie patted him lightly on the leg and said in a volume that everyone could hear, "Do you have Weibo, let's turn each other off." ”

Zhou An swept the faces of several other people present without a trace, and saw that some people looked at him with disdain, and most of them pretended that nothing had happened.

He wasn't sure what Wei Chunjie meant, did he really want to promote himself for some reason?

Zhou An was looking for clues in Qiao Yuan's memories while interclosing with the old man, but unfortunately, Qiao Yuan didn't know Wei Chunjie before.

"Singer?" Wei Chunjie saw the Weibo account that Zhou An "inherited" from Qiao Yuan, and said, "What song have you sung?" ”

Zhou An smiled awkwardly: "I've only released one song." ”

Wei Chunjie didn't ask, and said, "Your voice is very good, but it's a pity that I didn't meet you when you were a child......"

"Thank you, Mr. Wei."

The two were chatting, Shao Bing and the male lead actor came in together, and after the personnel arrived, the producer looked at Wei Chunjie: "Old Wei, let's start?" ”

"Let's get started." Wei Chunjie nodded.

He spoke, and the meal really began.

But Zhou An found that there were still two chairs empty, and he was wondering why the waiter didn't move the empty chairs, and someone came in again.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The familiar voice made the corners of Zhou An's mouth can't help but rise, but when he found out that Guan Ce was not coming alone, and a young girl was followed behind him, a smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Guan Ce glanced at it without a trace, and his gaze did not linger too much on Zhou An.

He looked at Wei Chunjie and smiled apologetically: "Old Wei." ”

"Sit down." Wei Chunjie had a little more smile on his face when he spoke to Guan Ce, and his tone was much more casual, "We didn't wait for you to eat." ”

The producer poured wine for Guan Ce: "It's just that you can't start without waiting for you, you have to punish yourself with a glass to count." ”

Guan Ce smiled, raised his wine glass and dried it.

Zhou An raised his eyebrows when he saw this, Guan Ce didn't look like he had a good amount of alcohol.

The producer started, and the table suddenly became lively, and in a short time they drank three bottles of liquor at this table.

Shao Bing had a good amount of wine, and after a few laps, his face was as usual, and he asked Guan Ce with a smile: "Mr. Guan, why didn't you introduce someone when you brought someone here?" ”

As soon as she said this, everyone's movements stopped and looked at the beautiful woman who had drunk the wine and had a face like a peach blossom.

Guan Ce stood up, and the beauty hurriedly stood up when she saw this, Guan Ce introduced: "Gu Qi, a newcomer to the company." ”

Gu Qi picked up his wine glass in a special way, and said with a smile: "All of you here are seniors, it is my honor to meet you, thank you Mr. Guan for giving me this opportunity, Mr. Guan, I respect you." ”

Guan Ce smiled faintly and touched the cup with her.

Zhou An didn't applaud and coax like everyone else, and watched Guan Ce and Gu Qi clink glasses and drink with a smile, especially paying attention to Gu Qi's appearance of lowering his head and pursing his lips after drinking.

Shame on you, uncle!

Zhou An lowered his head to drink tea, took the opportunity to roll his eyes fiercely, and when he saw the posture of holding the wine glass just now, he knew that he had been mixing for I don't know how many years, what kind of innocent little sister he pretended!

Gu Qi poured himself another glass of wine, and this time turned to Wei Chunjie: "I have heard of Mr. Wei's name for a long time, and today I have been stained with the light of Producer Wang and Mr. Guan, but I have seen it, I respect you!" ”

Just like that, Gu Qi toasted one by one with her small wine glasses, and she could praise anyone.

Especially when it comes to the director and Shao Bing, I can't wait to dig out my heart and lungs to let the other party see how much she admires.

Zhou An pinched a shrimp for himself, and at the same time quickly glanced at Gu Qi, who returned to his seat, and saw that she frowned slightly, looking very uncomfortable.

He sneered, he was good at dancing with long sleeves, and he had successfully sold himself after earning enough face for Guan Ce, this is a newcomer?

Wow, Zhou An bit off the shrimp and chewed it a few times.

Why, does this person named Gu Qi still want to take the opportunity to take the position, have you asked him for the opinion of this senior? Even if it's an unspoken rule, there's got to be a first-come, first-served basis, right?

Zhou An finished eating the shrimp in two bites, and the arrogant Yuntian poured himself a glass of wine, and as soon as he stood up, he didn't have time to say anything, Gu Qi's eyes closed, and he fell softly on Guan Ce's shoulder.

What the hell?!

Everyone was in chaos all of a sudden, drinking just to liven up the atmosphere, and it would be bad if they drank to kill people.

After some tossing, Gu Qi woke up, and apologized one by one very embarrassed, saying that he would fall asleep if he drank too much, which scared everyone, and I was sorry.

Zhou An, as an artist from the same company, expressed his concern for her and returned to his seat with his wine glass.

If you drink too much, you won't be able to control your sleep, this skill is good, and it's normal to wake up in the future when you're drunk and don't know which bed you're in.

After such a small episode, the others also stopped drinking, and the conversation turned to this shooting.

Zhou An listened quietly a lot of the time, observing Guan Ce from time to time, and he found that this person had a good amount of alcohol, and he was still in good spirits, and he didn't show alcohol when talking to people.

On the contrary, Qiao Yuan's body can't drink well, his head is a little dizzy after a few glasses, and his body is a little uncontrollable.

And I don't know if it's because of alcohol, memories that belong to Qiao Yuan always pop up in my head, as if ...... The control of the body was taken away by "Qiao Yuan".

This sudden speculation made Zhou Andeng a lot more sober, he hadn't thought carefully about what the impact of Qiao Yuan's memory still existed on him, and the momentary loss of concentration just now made him break out in a cold sweat.

I once read a saying somewhere that crossing and rebirth may be two souls in one body, and the strong dominates the body, and once an accident occurs, the originally strong one becomes weaker, and the other one will fight back.

In this way, was Qiao Yuan's soul lurking in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to fight back?

If...... If Qiao Yuan succeeds in counterattacking, what will happen to him?

Thinking of this, Zhou An's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made him almost out of breath. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and the color of blood receded from his face......

"Qiao Yuan?" Wei Chunjie noticed that he was not in the right state and patted his hand that was clenched tightly on his knee.

Zhou An was silent in his own world, unable to hear his call at all.

Wei Chunjie frowned, held his hand, raised his voice and shouted again.

Zhou An suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Wei Chunjie in shock: "Wei ...... Mr. Wei, do you call me? ”

"I see your face is very bad, are you okay?"

Zhou An found that his heart was pounding, his whole body was depleted, and his brain was buzzing.

However, compared to the helplessness and panic of falling into the ice cellar just now, Zhou An felt much better now.

"I drank too much and was a little unwell. Mr. Wei, I'll go out and breathe for a while. ”

Wei Chunjie was still a little worried: "I told them to disperse, you go back to rest." ”

"No, no, no." Zhou An didn't dare to let so many people accommodate him, "It's good for me to breathe, really." ”

Wei Chunjie compromised: "Okay, if there is any discomfort, don't bear it." ”

"Well, thank you, Mr. Wei."

Zhou An left quietly, and Guan Ce glanced back at him, frowning without a trace.

Qiao Yuan's own alcohol consumption was really not good compared to Zhou An, he felt dizzy, and when he came out to blow some wind, he was even more dizzy.

“…… Qiao Yuan is really a little white face, and his face is so cowardly. Zhou An leaned against the wall, walked to the flower stand, and sat down in the shadow of the corner.