The drama was broadcast for two days, and Zhong Jiuyin really clicked on it to watch it.

The scenes in the play are not too familiar to her, and Liyin's life is firmly in her mind, and she has recalled it repeatedly as a real memory.

There may never be a drama like this one that left such a deep impression on her.

watched two episodes, and she spent half of her time in a daze.

Looking back at these "memories" clearly, some of the previous doubts can be explained accordingly-

For example, she always feels that some memories of "herself" in the past are not so real, as if the first ten years are just a passing pass.

Now I look at it indeed, I was twenty years old when I appeared on the stage, and the ten years of training after being bought by the master only appeared in flashbacks.

Also, she only remembered the words of a braggart colleague at the beginning, and she didn't remember what the situation of other peers was, in fact, because the actor who played her colleague only had a slightly important scene, and the others could only be regarded as extras, and of course she couldn't remember two lines.

I have a deep memory of the sentence "In the light rain of apricot blossoms, she and I looked at each other from afar in the crowd", but it was only because the male fourth had said that line in her ear over and over again. The reason why there is no second half of the sentence is because there is only this half of the line.

and can remember the physical pain of training in Xiaoyao Pavilion, in fact, she practiced martial arts for this drama for two months before that, starting from scratch, and the pain made her cry I don't know how many times......

There are too many memories, Zhong Jiuyin's gaze at the screen is in a trance, and he is not focused at all.

After watching two episodes, she opened the barrage, and a bunch of her names immediately appeared on the screen.

A feeling that was hard to describe welled up in her heart.

If you have to say it, it may be like blowing out a lot of bubbles when they hit the wall, bursting one by one, making a slight "pop" movement, and then leaving a little moist trace on the wall, because there are many of them, so those "pop" sounds and moist touches are constantly generated.

The shriveled and crumpled figure was propped up into an upright human form.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and took the time to go online and look at the comments on the Internet.

[Zhong Jiuyin is really suitable for this dress! ] The most right thing this crew did was to let Zhong Jiuyin play this role]

[Otoko, you're so handsome! It's so handsome that I'm stunted and just want to scream for you! What is /Yan Cheng? Throw away .jpg】

[This drama is so ugly, the only highlight is that the character is abused and has to smile, it hurts my heart to see it, hurry up and only watch the single function]

[The hero's cheekbones can ascend to heaven, the heroine's lying silkworm is as bright as a reflector, and the plot is like a sparse main one that makes people unguardable, I really admire that you fans can watch it for Zhong Jiuyin]

[Will Otoko come to search the square to see the comments? ] Look at me, look at me! You're super good, so good-looking to take off, watch I made a promotional video for you, so many people like it! 】

[Do you think Yan Cheng will watch it? ] Such a garbage drama is really insulting to the eyes of international actors, it's me and I definitely can't watch it, and my girlfriend can't stand it in it]

[So the actor is not you]

[Sisters! Don't pay attention to this kind of people who come to find a sense of existence, let's do more single data for the drama of Yinzi]

【…】

Zhong Jiuyin quit Weibo satisfied, fell motionless on the sofa for a while, and then laughed inexplicably.

…

At one o'clock in the morning, planes arrived at Haicheng International Airport one after another.

Yan Cheng came out of the terminal, he was too tired to speak, so he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest when he got on the bus.

Sister Xu also yawned and asked without much energy: "I'll ask again, do you really want to go to her?" ”

"Hmm."

"It used to be two or three o'clock in the morning, what are you going to do? Call Zhong Jiuyin up and give you a slap? ”

The assistant's urge to laugh almost broke through the sleep.

Yan Cheng was speechless for two seconds, and made an excuse: "She doesn't sleep well, I'll go over and see if she hasn't slept yet." ”

"Didn't sleep? Let her chat with you in the middle of the night? ”

"If she wants to." He said perfunctorily.

Sister Xu rolled her eyes, he must have other plans, and it was inconvenient to say it. When he has been an agent for many years, can you still not understand his reaction?

The car drove into the city center from the ring highway, and drove into the bright lights from the night, and the still noisy urban area made Haicheng like everyone who blinked slowly by the car window, forcibly awake, and the exhaustion had turned into numbness.

Sitting on a plane for more than ten hours is a kind of torture, and it can't rest well, but it will increase fatigue, no one in the car wants to talk, Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and looked out the window, imagining Zhong Jiuyin's reaction when he saw him.

Is it surprised? Frown? Or turn a blind eye?

The possibility of frowning should be relatively high.

After a while.

"It's almost time to get there," Sister Xu cheered up and reminded him, "You hurry up, don't be photographed outside, although there shouldn't be any paparazzi squatting at this point." ”

"Hmm."

After arriving at the place, he got out of the car alone with his suitcase.

There was really no one moving at this point, the elevator and the corridor were silent, only the sensor lights lit up with his footsteps.

Yan Cheng stood still at Zhong Jiuyin's door, but he didn't plan to knock on the door at all, just stared at the door for a while, and then leaned against the wall, lowered his head and held the handle of the suitcase, doing nothing.

There was no sound, the sensor light in the corridor went out, and he melted into the darkness, and could only vaguely see a little smooth side line of his face and closed eyes through the faint moonlight.

…

Zhong Jiuyin slept until dawn and went to the kitchen to make breakfast in a good mood.

There's only one interview in the afternoon today, but she's going to the studio in the morning.

Not long after the studio was established, even if there was an introduction from the two people, it took two days to recruit enough people, Qian Yu said that the staff and office environment were already a very standard studio configuration, so that her, the boss, must go around.

Everything is developing in a good direction, and she didn't dare to think that she could open a studio in two years after her debut.

Breakfast was a very simple oatmeal omelet, she ate one and brought one, ready to give Qian Yu and the second bite a taste.

Pack your things and get ready to go, but when you open the door, you find someone by the door.

Yan Cheng sat on the ground with his legs bent, his arm on the black suitcase, and fell asleep half-leaning on it.

This posture was probably very uncomfortable, he turned his face sideways to this side, and Zhong Jiuyin could clearly see his slightly frowning brow.

The corners of her mouth rose back, and she stood at the door for a while, and saw that the wheels of the suitcase were about to run to the side, so she called him: "Yan Cheng." ”

Yan Cheng opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and raised his head to look at her, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

At first glance, I didn't rest well, I guess I didn't eat, and my face was a little unsightly.

"Why are you staying here?" Her eyes fell on the suitcase, not looking at him much.

"I wanted to see you, but I came back too late to pay attention to the time." His voice was a little hoarse, and he stood up with his suitcase as he spoke.

But the thing with the wheels couldn't hold it in place, and halfway through his feet, the trunk slid to the side.

Yan Cheng was about to fall, Zhong Jiuyin quickly supported his arm, and the two of them were close in the blink of an eye.