After several days, the popularity of Su Bingyu on Weibo slowly subsided.

She implemented the principle of pretending to be dead to the end, and she didn't respond at all, but due to this influence, she won't come out for the time being.

Lin Gui walked around H City a few days later, and at the same time drew the sketches almost as well as the framing, and checked Qiu Yiyi as usual, and then got a series of rainbow farts.

This sense of experience is very fresh.

Lin Gui, who entered the entertainment industry at the beginning, probably never imagined that one day his own expertise could also play a role in these places.

It can only be said that the world is impermanent.

Before the future comes, no one knows what will happen in the next moment.

After being reborn, Lin Gui paid more attention to her current life, so aside from these possible troubles in the future, she happily played in H City for half a month.

She sent the sweet cakes she bought for the old gentleman on the same day, and when her planned trip was over, the international courier also delivered the purchased things to the old gentleman.

The old gentleman squinted his eyes and enjoyed the hometown food he hadn't tasted for a long time, looking quite enjoyable.

"Sure enough, it still tastes the same."

The old gentleman smiled, and he didn't forget to tell his students another thing: "The things have been sent to you, remember to pick them up." ”

"Okay."

Speaking of this, Lin Gui felt a little more strange in her heart, and she even couldn't wait to go back to see what was in the album and why she had no memory at all.

After the chat, Lin Gui began to book back tickets.

There are still many opportunities in the future when traveling, and now for the sake of her curiosity, she decided to go back first.

However, she was not in too much of a hurry, and booked a ticket for the next morning, so that she could sleep enough before going to the airport.

Fu Yu didn't know how long she would be busy here, she simply went to sue a person, and it was not a quiet walk.

"It's a pity, I haven't finished dealing with the matter at hand, otherwise I can go with Miss Lin."

The man smiled on his eyebrows, and there was a pair of blue light glasses on the bridge of his nose, which weakened the sense of fierceness brought by some momentum for no reason, giving people a gentle and harmless feeling, and his tone was dyed with a little regret.

"But it's okay, we can meet when we go back to the capital."

In addition to mildness, when he said this, he seemed to have some quiet aggression, and chiseled into his heart at an extremely slow pace.

"Uh, yes."

Lin Gui's intuition was a bit dangerous, but after getting along with her during this time, she was clearly telling her that this person would not do anything to herself.

"Okay, Miss Lin, let's rest early."

Fu Yu looked at her gently, and when those strange feelings had not spread, they quietly retracted, pretending to be the way they were before, and they couldn't recognize a flaw.

Lin Gui came back to his senses: "Mr. Fu also rests early." ”

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The return trip was not as coincidental as it came.

The weather in the capital is dry in summer, and it does not change at all, and when it lands, it is still a big sun, and the rain and stars are not visible.

Lin Gui didn't delay on the road, and took a taxi straight back to where he lived.

Every household has a special express box, Lin Gui has no habit of online shopping, and after opening it, it is empty, only a square box is lying alone in it.

It's just a picture album, it doesn't weigh much, Lin Gui can pick it up effortlessly, and then go back to the floor where he is.

In order to prevent damage to the contents inside, Lin Gui was careful when opening the outer packaging, and it took some time to take out a picture album from the strict packaging.

The album looks unremarkable, with a hard shell on the outside, and when you open it, you can see that it is also a picture of your own college campus.

At that time, the brushstrokes were very immature, but they had their own aura, and after many years, I could vaguely see the mood at that time through the picture.

Lin Gui bent his eyes, and when he turned to the next page, his eyes finally stopped.

The picture is no longer a landscape, but the back of a teenager in the bright classroom, he is sitting in front of the piano, raising his hand as if he is about to play, but the wind blows his bangs, as if he is going to raise his eyes to look at it the next moment.

These are just imaginations.

It was Lin Zhuo's first sight of the painting, and a feeling that touched somewhere in his heart.

Because the young figure did not draw a face, only a rough outline of the face.

At first, Lin Gui thought it was a coincidence, and she might just have mixed a figure painting into the landscape painting, but when she turned it back, she was shaken.

Because each of the back pictures is a figure drawing, the painted teenager is either reading a book or walking, and looks like the same person.

But she had no memory of painting them.

Even in her memory, all the experiences during the time of studying abroad were complete and there was nothing incoherent.

But the unbelievable thing of rebirth has been experienced, and if something other unreasonable happens, in Lin Gui's eyes, it is also acceptable.

Lin Gui rubbed his forehead: "Sooner or later, one day I will set off this plot line." ”

It's not that she didn't think about setting off the plot line at the beginning, but the invisible stagnation when doing certain things let her know that she is still an insider.

Everything is in a hurry, she can only take one step at a time, and change the entire plot with a small impact, which is the safest way.

There was no clue about the album for the time being, and after Lin Gui looked through the whole book, he put it in the cabinet and kept it.

Anyway, it's something that I used to have, and maybe I'll remember it one day.

After doing all this, the phone in Lin Gui's hand rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

She picked it up, and there was a female voice on the other side.

"Hello, is this Mr. Lin Guilin?"

Lin Zhuo: "Well, I am. ”

"I'm Xiao Jiang, the assistant next to director Shan Mingduan, and we have a script here that I want to invite you to audition, do you have time?"

Speaking of others, Lin Gui may not be familiar with it, but when it comes to Shan Mingduan, Lin Gui is very familiar.

He is a well-known gold pointer in the circle, almost every drama he directs has exploded, and the actors who participated in it have naturally ascended to heaven and have made good development.

The dusty memory was gradually awakened, and Lin Gui remembered that Shan Mingduan did direct a TV series at this time, but later the drama was not broadcast for some reasons, which was a major Waterloo in his directorial career.

In her previous life, she was in a quagmire, and no crew was willing to have anything to do with her, and she didn't receive this call, but now it's different.

After thinking about it, the other end of the phone asked again: "Mr. Lin, do you have time?" ”

Thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Lin Gui did not hesitate to respond: "If you have time, you can do it anytime." ”