The rest of the words swirled at her fingertips, and as soon as she replied, it bounced out like a machine gun - free? If I have time, I would like to tell you a secret about me and you.

Then, he received a reply from Jian Han.

Like someone very much? Gain or loss? Afraid that you will lose him once you find out?

Leohard's powerful heart, which was written as very healthy every time it was checked, was beating uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but guess if she was in the same mood as him?!

At this moment, in the face of Jian Han's sudden suspicious confession, Leohard, who was in a mess, seemed to have forgotten about it, at this moment, Jian Han thought he was that bastard of Wei'an!

He calmed down and replied reservedly: Yes, what?

After the message was successfully sent, his thoughts diverged uncontrollably, what to do, there was never a moment, like now, I wanted to see her!

Do you immediately call your own private jet to set sail and pick her up with you? No, no, he flew the plane himself with a little more sincerity!

Just do it, Leo Hard couldn't wait to stand up, and at the same time dialed his captain's number on the mobile phone, the moment the phone was connected, he immediately hung up the phone, and couldn't help but chuckle, he was really stupid, even if he flew the plane himself, how could he compare to her flying directly on a recent flight?!

When his mind was full of unrestrained thoughts and couldn't stop the car, a new text message from Jian Han arrived, his smile instantly froze on his face, but the blood in his whole body rushed to the top of his head, and his brain was buzzing:

- He was very nice and kind, and he would fly to visit my class when he only had one day off.

- will secretly greet the director for me, ask the director to take care of me, I want to shoot the scene of hanging Weiya, he will call and seriously pass on his experience to me.

- Actually, I've known him for a long time.

One after another, one after another, the message prompts sounded, all showing the fact that that person was so important in the little bastard's heart, and she couldn't wait to share everything about that person with him!

It was as if his sentence of "yes" had become the key to open Pandora's box, releasing a series of demons, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all torn apart.

Leohard's handsome face gradually darkened, and the setting sun shone straight in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it did not add half of the light to him, and the whole room was immersed in the desolation of the evening.

A memory unexpectedly appeared in his mind, a scar that he did not want to recall for the rest of his life, but which had always existed, imprinted on his bones, invaded the bone marrow, and at this moment, when he was at his weakest, finally attacked.

His mother, he will always remember her long pale blonde hair, in the sun, like a river made of gold flowing slowly, her eyes were blue, but they were dull because of melancholy, and her skin was unusually pale because she rarely saw the sun, but even so, it did not detract from her beauty - he had always known that his appearance was in the same vein as his mother, who won the Oscar at the age of twenty.

In her last days, this was almost all he remembered: his mother sitting by the window, quietly gazing at the sunset outside the window, her eyes as deep as the ocean like a pool of stagnant water, even looking at him as if she were looking at a stranger.

For nearly half a year, she only said one sentence to him: "Never, don't fall in love with someone who has a heart to belong to." ”

Yes, his mother has long said that never, never fall in love with someone who has a heart to belong to.

Leohard's pale golden eyelashes drooped, blocking a pair of deep and dark blue eyes, the mobile phone in his palm became hot because of the continuous vibration, he picked up the phone, like a robot that had lost the ability to think for himself, and mechanically typed a line of words: I'm busy now, I'll contact you later.

After sending the message, without waiting for the other party to answer, his fingers stiffly pressed the shutdown button.

No, this time he won't drop the phone, and smashing the phone won't solve anything.

Now, what can save him?

His gaze wandered numbly around the study, and finally landed on the stack of scripts in the corner of the desk, and after a while, he pressed the call button on the landline: "Jason? You contacted Director Lynch, the script of "The Psychiatrist", and I took it. ”

Very good, after in-depth analysis, solve the emotional problems that plague her, and at the same time, you can also become her high staff.

It couldn't be better.

……

Jian Han looked at the message she had just received with some amazement, and replied dryly, then you are busy, she began to look at the messages she had just sent out one by one, and a sweet feeling jumped into her heart.

It turned out that unconsciously, she and the male god already had so many common memories.

Suddenly, Jian Han really wanted to see Fang Qinghan.

But today he has already made a long phone call with the male god, and Jian Han is a little embarrassed to disturb him again.

She rolled her eyes, simply boarded the Weibo account, and secretly crawled under the male god's Weibo, even if she couldn't see herself, she was very happy to see others praising him.

Jian Han was just about to bubble up to show his existence, swept away, was slightly stunned, and the congratulatory voices on the screen filled the screen, among the fans of Yishui, there were even greetings from Huo Yun , He Yun and other actors, as well as Director Lang, Director Bai, Director Hou, and several directors who had worked with them also came out.

What happened?

She looked up, only to see a Weibo that had just been released in the morning on Fang Qinghan's Weibo: "Lying on Salary and Tasting Courage" will compete for multiple awards at the Cannes Film Festival in July this year, including Best Actor, Best Director, Best Screenplay, Caméra d'Or, and Palme d'Or.

After Weibo, he @ Director Sun Yifan in one breath, as well as other main creators of the crew.

Jian Han's eyes widened, Fang Da Ying Emperor called her for so long in the afternoon, and she really didn't show her tone at all!

Fang Qinghan is notoriously tight-mouthed in the entertainment industry, once he releases any wind, he will have at least seven or eight points of certainty, in other words, in July, a Cannes actor will be freshly released.

The domestic double actor has already made him wear a dragon robe, if there is another crown of international actor, and he is only twenty-six years old this year-

Jian Han didn't dare to think about it at all.

She fell on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling, which had been getting better with filming and the attention on the red carpet of the Flying Dragon Awards, as well as some pride brought by the release of the wind and snow, disappeared in an instant.

She stretched out her hands and compared, Fang Qinghan, a domestic double actor, and an international actor soon, she hasn't even won the best newcomer yet, this distance is like heaven and earth!

Jian Han turned his right hand into a fist and swung upwards violently, no matter what, from now on, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha and the god blocks and kills the god!

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)