064 I didn't speak for anyone
parking lot
On a black business vehicle.
The assistant on the co-pilot turned his head with his mobile phone, and said excitedly: "Brother Lizhi, that Sheng Kite seems to have really been deceived, that assistant has been recruited, and it has been spread all over the crew." β
"Said she blew people up with a p-picture!"
"Looks pretty smart."
Xu Lizhi sat in the back window position, because the curtains of the car were drawn, the light coming in from the outside was much dimmer than the outside.
It makes the man's silver-gray pupils look even colder, and there is no human touch.
Hearing this, he looked up from the script and glanced at the assistant.
ββ¦β¦β
The assistant immediately shut his mouth stupidly.
At this time, the car window was knocked on from the outside, and the assistant lowered the car door, and said in some surprise: "Teacher Ling Lan? β
A gentle-looking young woman, holding a bag in front of her abdomen with both hands, her posture is very ladylike, even though she wears sunglasses, she can't hide the elegance of her smile, and her voice is also very soft: "Senior brother, can you take a ride?" β
This is to ask Xu Lizhi in the back seat.
Ling Lan, who had just taken Qiao in front of Xu Miaoyin, was completely gone, replaced by obvious deliberate closeness.
When she was studying at the Beijing Film Academy, Ling Lan went abroad as an exchange student for a year, and Xu Lizhi happened to be one year older than her, although the two only exchanged a few lines for a stage play.
However, it is not too much to call him a senior brother.
After a while, the man's salty and non-salty voice came from the back row.
When the car drove out of the film and television city, Ling Lan turned her head slightly, with a gentle smile on her face: "Senior brother, thank you." β
"Originally, it was determined that Xiaoting would play the fifth female role in Director Jiang's drama, and she herself was so happy at the time, she talked to me on the phone for more than an hour, little girl, it is a rare thing to be able to play the role she likes."
As she spoke, she looked a little regretful.
"But who knows......"
"Finally, it's Miss Sheng Kite, Xiaoting secretly hid and cried for a long time because of this."
"So senior brother, I still want to thank you."
Hearing her words, Xu Lizhi frowned, raised his head, and his tone was almost cold: "You misunderstood, I wasn't speaking for anyone just now." β
Ling Lan was slightly stunned.
The man's face was expressionless, he didn't look at her again, and continued to speak: "I have seen the works that Ling Ting has participated in before, and there are merits. β
"I just think she's better suited for the role than Sheng Kite."
"That's all."
Ling Lan's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly reacted, showed a forced smile, and replied yes.
It's that she's a little sloppy.
It's going to be wrong.
How could Xu Lizhi deliberately embarrass Sheng Yuan at the study meeting because he called him Senior Brother, and then in order to vent his anger for Ling Ting.
All his benchmarks have always been to speak professionally.
He would have just been like that at the study.
I completely feel that Sheng Kite is useless, and she is completely unqualified to star in a work.
She's just a vase.
But listening to what Ling Lan said, she didn't have the consciousness of being a vase, and for the role that had been determined, she stepped in sideways and grabbed it with means.
Xu Lizhi has always been disgusted with this kind of behavior.
*
The West District next door to the Studios City.
It was close to noon.
When Yan came back from the play, he went to the direction of the lounge, Xiaozhou followed behind, and when he was about to reach the door, he suddenly stopped while rummaging through his bag, a little distressed: "Brother Yan, I seem to have something in the shed, I'll go back and get it, you go in first." β
"Hmm."
Shi Yan responded lightly.
Raise your hand to push the door open, just step in.
βsurpriseοΌβ The familiar soft voice sounded clearly!
The expression on the young man's cold face froze for a moment, and there was a trace of surprise at the bottom of his dark eyes that had naturally revealed a hint of surprise that he had not even noticed.
The girl's apricot eyes bent into a bright moon, how to stand in front of her, real and vivid.
The gaze was fixed on the girl's white and tender little face.
He let go of the doorknob and rolled his Adam's apple: "When did you come?" β