Chapter 8: Hot Pot Turmoil (1)

Without a script, the later scenes can't be unfolded, the crew is burning money every extra minute, and Li Dong and several assistants are already anxious to become ants on a hot pot.

What caught them off guard the most was the actor Fu Chengkai's sudden departure from the set, and his face was very bad before leaving.

"Chu Ye, what did you say happened to the male god?" Xu Xueying asked in a low voice.

Chu Ye looked up at Fu Chengkai's back, "What else can I do, I'm a thief." ”

Xu Xueying lost her mind slightly, and silently picked up the script to write down her lines.

On the other side, Sun Ting just went to the toilet, and when he came out, he was surrounded by a group of people and forced to ask, saying why Fu Chengkai left.

He called Fu Chengkai's mobile phone, and sure enough, he played shutdown again.

Sun Ting hurriedly said hello to the director and left the set, but fortunately the car was still lonely and quiet in the sun.

As soon as he got into the car, Sun Ting felt a bad breath, "What's the matter?" Didn't I explain it to you? There is a little problem with the script, Director Li and they are already communicating, you can't wait for this time? ”

Fu Chengkai did not respond.

If he didn't respond, Sun Ting couldn't do anything about him, and the experience of these years told him that at this moment, it was the best policy to be calm and quiet.

"Why didn't she tell me about the injury on the back of her hand?" Fu Chengkai's helpless tone suddenly floated from the silent car.

"What?" Sun Ting's brain digested for a while before he reacted, "Oh, that." Isn't that what you're trying to do? I thought you wouldn't care about that. ”

Fu Chengkai frowned slightly and stopped talking.

In the afternoon there was a rain, the rain was very heavy and urgent, and the sky was so dark that it looked like a black cloth was hung, which was very terrifying.

He Mo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, looking at the sky in the distance, the tall buildings opposite, and the traffic on the road, quiet as a sculpture.

It wasn't until the phone rang that she moved her eyes, and hesitated for a while before she went over and picked up the phone to answer, "Yan Yan." ”

"Silently, I'm back from a business trip!" On the opposite side was a particularly excited voice, mixed with a lot of noise.

He Mo guessed that she had just gotten off the high-speed train.

"Silent, guess what I brought you?"

Ho Mo: "I don't guess. ”

Because she understands, every time Chen Bingyan asks her to guess, she can't guess accurately.

"Lao Hu's signature, autograph!" Chen Bingyan said that he was more excited than taking the headline position.

There was silence for a few seconds, "Really? ”

"It's true! But silently, I've brought you such a big surprise back, you have to give me back! ”

Every time Chen Bingyan says this, it means that there will be a dilemma waiting for her next.

However, He Mo replied without thinking about it this time, and after a pause in her tone, she said again, "It's raining a lot outside, do you have someone to pick it up?" ”

When she said this, Chen Bingyan was already complaining about the bad weather, "But after sleeping, why is it still raining...... Silently, don't worry, I have a boyfriend to pick me up. Oh, I saw him, I'll call you again. ”

"Seriously?"

"Really. Let's not talk about it silently, I'll see you tonight, hang up. ”

He Mo hummed, hung up the phone, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Because of the gift that Chen Bingyan brought back, He Mo's mood has always been very good, and his inspiration has also advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has coded more than 10,000 words in one afternoon.

At eight o'clock in the evening, He Mo went out on time, still in that hot pot restaurant, and chose the location of that day.

This time, though, she was told that the place had been booked in advance. She tried to ask the waiter for the person's contact information, but the waiter refused, and they replied that the person's identity was not easy to disclose.

So He Mo stood quietly at the door of the store for half an hour, still coveting that position.

When Chen Bingyan rushed to the hot pot restaurant, he saw He Mo at first sight, "Momo, what are you doing standing here?" ”

He Mo looked at her with a somewhat depressed expression, "The position has been booked." ”

Chen Bingyan was stunned, and then he understood, looking at her depressed little face, he couldn't help but sneer, "Okay, I'll communicate with them." ”

He Mo's expression softened slightly.

Chen Bingyan and a few waiters chatted over there for a few minutes, He Mo had been paying attention to the inconspicuous no-man's corner, and he couldn't understand why someone would grab this place for her.

After a while, a few more people entered the hot pot restaurant.

It was almost nine o'clock, and there were more and more customers in the hot pot restaurant, and the people who came behind suddenly stopped behind He Mo, and she took it for granted that she was in the way, so she moved to the side again.

It's just that she got out of the way of such a big place, and the man still didn't go away.

He Mo casually looked up and hit the man's eyes.

His eyes were dark and large, and in He Mo's impression, his eyes should be about the same size as a cat's eyes, but they were brighter and brighter than a cat's eyes.

A year ago, He Mo once had a very cute cat and a dog, but then he forgot to feed the cat for a few days because he was engaged in writing, and finally starved the cat to death. And the dog, he ran away from home on his own and never came back.

After that, He Mo never raised any animals.

Probably thinking of the dead cat, He Mo's gaze lingered on the man for a few more seconds. He seemed to be waiting for someone, but his temper was not very good, and she didn't recruit him much, and he suddenly looked back at her, and his eyes were not very friendly.

Irritable personality and no one in sight.

He Mo felt so at the time, so the faint starlight in her eyes gradually faded into indifference as she watched him, and finally regained her composure and continued to stare at that corner.

The hot pot door was pushed open again, and another man came in, it was Sun Ting.

Sun Ting was also surprised when he saw He Mo, "He Mo? You also eat hot pot here? ”

He Mo nodded undetectably, glanced at the man again, and realized that the reason why this man was wearing a hat and a mask was only because he was Fu Chengkai.

And the reason why he glared at her was because he recognized her as He Mo.

"He Mo, have you ordered? Would you like us to share a table together? Sun Ting kindly proposed.

Fu Chengkai next to him just gave him a faint look and looked away, his brows slowly frowned for a while, and he glanced at Sun Ting again.

Sun Ting immediately understood, a little crying and laughing, "It's still the table from last time, didn't I tell you before I came?" ”

Fu Chengkai snorted, turned around and walked inside.

He made his way through the crowd, to the innermost corner, and sat down.

He Mo stared there without saying a word, his brows furrowed.

"He Mo, let's go? Where is your table and have you ordered? If you don't order it, don't order it, I have ordered a lot of dishes here, so let's eat it first and then order it. Sun Ting said.

He Mo pondered for a while and nodded, "I still have a friend, do you mind?" ”

"No!" Sun Ting replied very generously, and suddenly leaned into He Mo's ear and said, "But Brother Kai likes to be quiet when eating, just eat as much as you can and talk less when you eat hot pot." ”

"Me too." He Mo didn't feel abnormal, "I'll call my friend first." ”