Mu Chengcheng didn't fall in love before he was twenty-eight years old.

But the four words of unforgettable seem to be too profound, and they feel almost hot when used on anyone.

There is only one person, in the depths of memory, who has shielded himself from the wind and rain, but because he is associated with a dusty dark past, he was forgotten by Mu Chengcheng.

It's just that he has also been like Bai Zhifan who has quietly blocked the sun for himself.

Mu Chengcheng looked at the shadows under his feet in a daze, and opened his mouth to say, "Xiaobai, will you cooperate with me a second time?" ”

Bai Zhifan's eyes lit up: "I don't have to answer this question, right?" ”

Mu Chengcheng smiled softly: "Then let's make an appointment, I will become a powerful producer, and you are the youngest actor....."

Sharing dreams and working together with them is Mu Chengcheng's most romantic idea from the heart.

Of course Bai Zhifan understands her.

So he stretched out his slender fingers, and every inch of his fingers glistened in the sun: "Pull hook." ”

Mu Chengcheng stretched out his hand: "Pull the hook." ”

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In the fight that day, Bai Zhifan refused to be a stand-in and played himself.

The action is smooth, and the five-meter high platform jumps when you say it.

"Xiaobai is really good...."The screenwriter teacher looked at the various perfect playbacks in the three cameras and praised them sincerely.

The director had a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips: "He is proving that Mr. Mu's vision is not wrong...."

The screenwriting teacher is a middle-aged man, with a polite and scholarly temperament, and he also showed a subtle smile at this time: "Eh, director, you said Xiaobai and Mr. Mu, ...... of them?" ”

"Shhhh.....h

The director sighed: "In our industry, identity is like a chasm, producer and actor, even if the relationship is normal, outsiders look like a dirty affair in Goulanwashe..."

The screenwriter also nodded in agreement: "In my last group, it was clear that the actress and the producer themselves were a couple, so they had to be written by those entertainment reporters to 'bring the bed into the group', which was very dirty." ”

The sound of the scene came from the ear backtrack, and the director made a gesture of "silence", adjusted his sitting posture, and shouted "start".

Mu Chengcheng stood outside the tent, his feet as if they had been injected with lead.

Her ears were filled with the small talk between the director and the screenwriter just now.

But my heart is like a tsunami of thousands of feet high.

The sun at the end of August is hot and dry at this moment.

Mu Chengcheng knew that the door that was opened had to be closed....

So she adjusted her state, smiled, and her feet were released at this time, she walked into the director's studio, saw the starry eyes in the monitor shining on her stage, and then sat on the chair behind the director, and gestured to the screenwriter teacher who turned around, put the script on her lap, and looked at the frame and picture on the screen seriously.

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Chu Qi stayed in the hotel and panicked, the set was too hot, she didn't want to be tanned, and she hated sweating.

So the tablet became her only pastime in Lincheng.

Dressed in a silk nightdress, she was lying on her back on the sofa with her legs resting on the back of the sofa, lazy and comfortable.

Entertainment news, paddled away.

It's not funny, cross it out.

It wasn't until he saw a piece of news that she jerked to her feet.

The popularity of this news is not high, and there are only a few messages, but the content of this news reminds Chu Qi of all kinds of panic.

She takes a screenshot and zooms in with two fingers.

"The Lan family in Kyoto issued a blockbuster statement that the Lan family is not affiliated with a wealthy family outside of Kyoto, and has not sent any relatives to the city to conduct business.....

Chu Qi sat up straight and repeated this short sentence back and forth.

Then click on the account that posted the news, there is nothing else in it except for some retweeted news, and it doesn't look like an official account.

But if this inconspicuous news is true, then what is going on with Lan Chaojin?

Chu Qi clicked on the private message with doubts and sent a message.

She thought about it and didn't tell Mu Chengcheng directly, she knew that Mu Chengcheng was now experiencing the moment of Phoenix Nirvana, and she shouldn't be bothered by the news that hadn't been confirmed.

Moreover, in Chu Qi's eyes, even if Lan Chaojin is not surnamed Lan, he is an out-and-out noble son, which makes people both disgusted and envious....

Chu Qi thought about it for a while, and continued to search for the same type of news, and there was nothing else.

She relaxed, lay down again, and continued to scroll through her phone.

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Until dark, the door was opened, and Mu Chengcheng came in tired.

Chu Qi jumped up happily and looked behind her: "What about the children?" Do you want to continue the dinner today? ”

Mu Chengcheng waved his hand: "No, I'm tired." ”

Chu Qi's radar "ding", she leaned over and hugged Mu Chengcheng's shoulder: "What's wrong?" Quarreled with Xiaobai? ”

Mu Chengcheng struggled to lift her eyelids, removed her arm, took off her clothes and walked straight to the bathroom.

Chu Qi whistled like a gangster, but Mu Chengcheng didn't say a word.

She leaned against the bathroom door frame and watched the moisture rise from the glass bath.

"Our Mr. Mu, who upset you today?"

"Wasn't it still a sweet love yesterday?"

"Why do you look like an old demon from Montenegro returning to the mountain today?"

Chu Qi was chattering outside the bathroom door, and Mu Chengcheng finally poked his head out.

There was still water on her face: "Chu Qi, don't make fun of me and Xiaobai in the future...."

Chu Qi's eyes widened: "That's a joke!" That's all true! ”

Mu Chengcheng went back and continued to take a bath, and when he came out again, he wrapped himself tightly in a bath towel.

"What do you mean, Mu Chengcheng, Bai Zhifan didn't do anything to be sorry for you, who can stand you like this?"

Chu Qi sat on the bed with his arms crossed, looking like a "sister-in-law of Bai Zhifan".

Mu Chengcheng put on his bathrobe, leaned sideways and began to wipe his hair: "Identity is very important in this industry, I am a producer, he is an actor, and he is still in my play, if he continues to joke like this, it will ruin Xiaobai's reputation.."

Mu Chengcheng learned the words he heard in the morning word by word: "Others will say that he brought the bed into the group..."

Mu Chengcheng lay down on his back: "How ugly." ”

Chu Qi was stunned for a while, but laughed out loud: "I understand, then cook raw rice and mature rice..."

Chu Qi trotted out and found two bottles of whiskey out of nowhere: "Come, sister, I wish you a hand!" ”

Mu Chengcheng was dumbfounded: "Chu Qi, didn't you learn reading comprehension well when you were a child, what did I mean?" ”

Chu Qi nodded: "That's what it means." ”