The day after tomorrow is a rainy day, from the morning, it will be a light rain, Wen Cha came out of the car with an umbrella, unhurried into the small building, in front of the door on the first floor, there are many people waiting for the rain to stop.

Sister Yue took out the spare umbrellas in the store and handed them to customers who were in a hurry, and sent them out one by one.

Wen Cha put away the umbrella and said hello to Sister Yue, who turned her head and smiled at her: "Come to find an old classmate?"

Wen Cha didn't deny it, Sister Yue said: "He's waiting up there, go up by himself."

Wen Cha nodded, raised his feet and walked upstairs, the old wooden ladder had an inexplicable sense of nostalgia on a rainy day, Wen Cha walked upstairs, looked around, and saw the young man at the table in the corner.

At the age of about twenty-three or four, he was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and elegant, and his fresh and elegant bearing rendered his eyebrows, making his eyes look clean and clear, which made people feel good.

If Chen Shuang is jade metallographic, deep and introverted, then Zhang Ziqiao is handsome and dignified.

Wen Cha walked towards him, he seemed to sense something, raised his head, and met Wen Cha's eyes through the short space.

Zhang Ziqiao stood up from the chair in a little panic, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, "You're here......"

"Hello," Wen Cha approached him and held out his hand, "I'm Wen Cha." ”

"Hello," Zhang Ziqiao's face flashed for a moment, and he held Wen Cha's hand, "I'm Zhang Ziqiao." ”

"I know you," Wen Cha smiled, "my high school classmates." ”

Seeing her smile brightly, Zhang Ziqiao also raised the corners of her mouth, "I remember you too." ”

Wen Cha let go of his hand, "Let's sit down and talk." ”

"Okay." Zhang Ziqiao retracted his hand that began to sweat, for fear that Wen Cha would find that his palm was wet.

Wen Chaxiao glanced at him quietly a few times, and said with a smile: "Although we are high school classmates, today we are discussing for the purpose of cooperation, you are the director I like very much, you don't have to be nervous."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Ziqiao took a big sip of tea to calm himself down.

"Let's order first," Wen Cha didn't seem to notice the nervousness on his face, and handed him the menu, "I'll come over in the early morning and show us the revised script, and we'll talk about it when we're full." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Ziqiao took the menu from her, and the one-meter-eight old man was like a little quail, burying his head in it, looking a little happy.

Wen Cha thought to himself that he shouldn't be so scary.

"Zhang Ziqiao?" She reached out and waved in front of him, "Are you watching?" ”

"It's, it's done!" Zhang Ziqiao raised his head and glanced at her quickly, and casually reported a few dishes, almost knocking over the menu.

Wen Cha pressed the silver bell on the table, and several young girls in cheongsams came out from behind, leaving with the menu.

Zhang Ziqiao seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and a trace of surprise crossed his white face, "I'm sorry, I, I'm a little rude." ”

"It's okay," Wen Cha stopped, "I'm afraid you'll refuse to cooperate with me." ”

"How could it be ......" Zhang Ziqiao blurted out, "You are an actress I am very optimistic about, and I am happy to cooperate with you." ”

"That's right," the curvature of Wen Cha's mouth slowly rose, "Then we'll appreciate each other." ”

Zhang Ziqiao's face flushed, a little unaccustomed to her smiling like a flower, he skimmed his face, didn't dare to look at it more, but his mouth was sharp, "When you used to study, I would," Speaking of this, he paused for a moment before mustering up the courage to continue: "I'll ...... Appreciate you. ”

"Thank you," Wen Cha filled him with a cup of tea, "I also heard later that you also like to eat here, and if I knew at the time, I must have come up to meet you and make a really good friend." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ziqiao's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hidden emotion and loss in the depths of his eyes.

"Thank you." He finally let go of his apprehension and naturally smiled generously, "I would love to be friends with you." ”

At the beginning, he followed her through the ginkgo path, the streets and the city, the Flower Pavilion Pavilion, and the reincarnation of the four seasons, wasn't it just for this moment?

The two are high school classmates, and they also have something in common in their careers, and after a moment of communication, they lost their initial inhibitions, and their demeanor naturally talked about their respective opinions.

Ji Chuchen walked in and saw the two of them talking and laughing.

"Hey," she walked over to Wen Cha and sat down, grumbling, "Why did you both come so early?" It's a shame that I feel like I'm late. ”

"What do you have to be ashamed of," Wen Cha smiled and poured her a glass of water, "It's all acquaintances, is this moment still missing?" ”

"That's right," Ji Chuchen took a sip of warm tea and said, "The rain outside hasn't stopped yet, and when I came out, I almost couldn't get a taxi, and I was tired."

"I'll drive you here and I'll take you back in a moment." Zhang Ziqiao said with a smile.

"Okay." Ji Chuchen hurriedly nodded.

The three of them said some thoughtful words, and Ji Chuchen took out the script and began to discuss.

"It's quite professional." After reading the first part, Zhang Ziqiao commented very optimistically: "The script is still very much in line with the adaptation in my mind, how to do it, I want to read it all and discuss it with you."

"Okay," Ji Chuchen didn't twist either, and when the dish came up, he picked up the chopsticks and began to feast.

Wen Cha put another copy of the script in his backpack and began to eat.

After eating, Sister Yue brought a pot of hot tea, and the three of them had a brief exchange on the characters in the script.

"The heroine, I'm ready to make a tea, and I'm not worried at all." Ji Chuchen said: "It's the actor who gives people a headache."

"Choose me," Zhang Ziqiao joked: "The actor takes me as the prototype, who will I choose if you don't choose me?"

"Go, go," Ji Chuchen waved him away, "Are you studying acting?" The skin is thicker than the city walls. ”

Zhang Ziqiao raised his eyebrows and retorted: "There are many people who are not from professional classes, why can't I?"

Ji Chuchen scolded him: "You are acting, who will be the director?"

Zhang Ziqiao: "Self-directed and self-acting."

Ji Chuchen: "......" is simply speechless......

"Okay," Wen Cha interrupted the two with a smile, "The actor is a high school student, and it's really a bit difficult to find someone with a tender face and a sense of CP with me." ”

Ji Chuchen frowned slightly, "There are many small fresh meat in the circle now, it stands to reason that it is quite easy to choose, the difficult thing is that most of these fresh meats have evolved in the direction of the sissy, who is worthy of the sunny and handsome male protagonist?" ”

Zhang Ziqiao thought for a moment and said calmly: "If you can't be selected in the circle, I suggest organizing an audition, and the three of us will be in charge and control it in an all-round way, what do you think?"

"I think it's good," Ji Chuchen agreed with this proposal, "The actor has been selected by us thousands of times, and he was selected like a concubine, it's interesting to think about it." ”

"I don't have an opinion," Wen Cha said after a moment's consideration, "It's just that I usually have some announcements to catch up, so I'm afraid I don't have that much time."

"It's okay," Zhang Ziqiao said with a smile: "You're not here, I'll check with Chu Chen."

"Okay," Wen Cha smiled gratefully, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The three of them talked, and seeing that the time was not early, they packed their things and prepared to take Zhang Ziqiao's car home.

Walking downstairs, the mobile phone in the warm tea bag rang, she took it out, and the word "Chen Shuang" jumped into her eyes.

"Hello?"

"It's me," Chen Shuang's voice was faint, "where are you now?" ”

Wen Cha didn't hide it from him, "In the old place, talk to people about something." ”

Chen Shuang was silent for a moment and asked, "Did you come out?"

"Come out," Wen Cha said through the window, looking at the rain-soaked streets outside, "I'll be back soon."

"Suan picking you up?"

"No," Wen Cha glanced at Zhang Ziqiao, who was facing away from her, "Friend." ”

The other end was quiet for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "I'm nearby, I'll pick you up right away, you better not bother your friend."

Warm tea: "......"

Ji Chuchen, who was walking in front, glanced back at her and teased: "Which friend of yours, why did you ask so carefully when asked?"

Wen Cha raised his index finger and made a silent movement, and said to the other end of the phone: "No need, we have already come out, and now the rain is not light, Mr. Chen should go home first."