Chapter 151: I remembered
At this moment, Sang Yijia wanted to ask Lu Wenchuan if he knew anything, but he was afraid of being discovered by the main world.
Sang Yijia has done something similar before, but it is useless and will be erased.
Sang Yijia knew that this was just a world of books, and this secret could not be told, nor could anyone else know.
"Hmm." Sang Yijia couldn't be exposed, she looked at the hands of the two of them, "It's true that it's from now on." β
"It used to be before."
The little game is over, Yan Ningsi and Bian He are satisfied, but when they look back, they find that they are quite naΓ―ve, and this is in the process of recording, if it is sent out, won't the audience find something?
Yan Ningsi was unhappy, "No, no, this paragraph just now can't be broadcast, cut it, it must be cut." β
Bian He immediately turned his head to look at the director.
Director Chen: "......"
This can be promised, and the process can be doubled. Director Chen has no opinion.
The dinner was over, Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan went for a walk, Shen Jing and Xu Wei were not very familiar, and they went back to their rooms.
Yan Ningsi and Bian He stared at each other, and only after a while did they agree to play games in the room, and they also called Duan Yuqing, and the trio turned black.
The footage has been recording, and Duan Yuqing, who came to make up the number of people, intuitively felt that he was a large light bulb, which was lit up.
"Where's Jiajia?" Duan Yuqing's game character died, and she looked at the group message on the computer boredly, and Qi Bin pulled her into the group before signing the contract.
Now there is still arguing about the position of the captain.
Duan Yuqing already felt that it didn't matter, whoever wanted to do it, just do it.
"I went out for a walk with Brother Lu." Yan Ningsi replied.
Bian He corrected, "It's a date." β
"Oh?" Duan Yuqing's tail note rose slightly, "Are they together?" β
"When?" Duan Yuqing had to ask Sang Yijia later, and she also remembered one thing, but her memory was a little confused, so she had to ask Sang Yijia.
Yan Ningsi shrugged, "I don't know about this." β
"I guess it's a time to rest." Yan Ningsi snorted, "I wanted to ask Jiajia out to go shopping before, but she hasn't been available." β
"I don't know what I'm talking about." Yan Ningsi pursed her lips, and then said, "Probably cultivating a relationship with Brother Lu?" β
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Sang Yijia, who was inexplicably pressed to cultivate a relationship with someone, felt the vibration of her mobile phone, and subconsciously took it out to take a look, which was a reply from the email.
"Draft?" Lu Wenchuan didn't mean to see the content, but Sang Yijia just opened it, and he saw it.
Sang Yijia snorted, she didn't plan to hide it, "I wrote a manuscript and submitted it to my eldest brother's company, but it didn't meet the requirements and was pushed forward." β
"This is another site I was looking for, and it's okay." Sang Yijia is a newcomer here, and has no historical achievements, but the work is good, and the price can be discussed in detail with the editor.
Sang Yijia looked at the time, it was half past nine in the evening, and the editor was still reviewing the manuscript, this job was really hard.
"I'll go to the editor tomorrow." Sang Yijia also didn't want to add work to the editor.
Lu Wenchuan only glanced at it, but didn't see what the title was, "What is the draft?" β
"Script killing, you know what?" Sang Yijia snorted, "I originally thought I could shoot it." β
"It's going to be a lot better."
"Script killing?" It was the first time Lu Wenchuan had heard such a term, "Can you explain it?" β
For things he doesn't understand, Lu Wenchuan is not in a hurry to make a definition, "Is it a game?" β
"Almost." Sang Yijia replied, and then raised the corners of her eyebrows, "Do you want to do it?" β
"Lu's hasn't been involved in film and television yet." Lu Wenchuan replied truthfully, "But Wei Heng can." β
"Wei Heng?" This is the second time that Sang Yijia has known about the existence of this person in Lu Wenchuankou, "Well, the big boss of variety shows." β
"Oh," Sang Yijia nodded, "Understood." β
"If you still have a manuscript, send it to me." Lu Wenchuan said, "I'll let Wei Heng take a look." β
"You can be a guest then."
"That's it." Sang Yijia refused, "This is the manuscript I wrote, and if I go to be a guest again, it will be cheating and unfair to other guests." β
"And I've made a lot of money writing manuscripts." There's no need to be a guest anymore.
Sang Yijia snorted, lowered her eyes, and wanted to ask Lu Wenchuan a question, "I wanted to ask before." β
"What?" Lu Wenchuan took Sang Yijia's hand, feeling the warmth and softness of the other party's palm, and the bottom of his heart also rippled.
Sang Yijia felt that her palms were pinched, her earlobes were red, and she asked a little absent-mindedly, "I want to donate to the welfare home." β
"Backcountry." The conditions of welfare homes in prosperous cities are much better than those in remote areas.
That's how Sang Yijia came out.
"Yes." Lu Wenchuan's voice gently brushed her wind-blown broken hair behind her ears, "I know. β
"Would you like to check it out?" Lu Wenchuan has been funding welfare homes all these years, "There just happened to be an event. β
"When?" Sang Yijia's heart chuckled again, feeling that Lu Wenchuan really knew something.
"After the show is over this time, the specific time has not been determined, and I will inform you when it is confirmed." Lu Wenchuan replied, "This time it's not just a welfare home, but the first location is the township around City G." β
"Yunlai Village."
Sang Yijia's heart trembled violently again, it was the place where she lived before, and it was even in the book.
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Lan Qing chatted with her agent Jian Hong for more than an hour before going to wash up after ending the phone, then lay down to rest, and fell asleep in a daze.
In the dream, Lan Qing saw the first recording of Lian Zong, and Sang Yijia in it chased Shen Jin as before, and didn't care at all, not even glancing at Lu Wenchuan.
Lan Qing in the dream was awake, she knew that it was fake, and those things had not happened at all in reality.
Lan Qing has been watching as a bystander, seeing the ending, and seeing Sang Yijia die in a mental hospital.
Suddenly, Lan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a thought popped up, such an ending is what Sang Yijia should have.
But in the next second, Lan woke up and was awakened.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the door was slammed loudly, like a dream about being tied up in a hotel room to be sold to the country.
"Who?" Lan Qing broke out in a cold sweat, and the air conditioner blew over, and suddenly goosebumps arose, making people shiver.
"Miss Lan, it's us, the program team." The man outside the door replied.
Lan Qing glanced at the time, it was six o'clock in the morning, and he was immediately relieved, but he still remained vigilant, did not open the door, and asked through the door, "Start recording the show so early?" β
Ask for tickets~~~~Tickets~~~
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