The thought suddenly moved: "Let's take a group photo." ”

……

Wait for the downstairs to inform you that the filming has begun.

He Nanzhi got up on the rattan chair and shook the fan to prepare for the past.

Tan Song appeared with the script: "Big beauty, Yang Yi is really looking for me over there...... He wants to set up a scene next week and let you wear a costume and sing a Kunqu opera on stage. ”

He Nanzhi had been in the shade of the tree for a long time, and he thought he was hallucinating: "You went to add drama to me?" ”

In the later stage of filming, the second male lead, who was born with an anti-social dark personality, was obsessed with intangible cultural heritage Kunqu opera and privately liked to poison this kind of girl, and the cancer heroine who played a very different personality from her sister In order to get close to him, she only needs to fight back and shake her fan once in the wine game.

Why is it that half of the performance is still forced???

"I don't care about how many pounds and taels I have......" Tan Song, as an agent with business ability in the whole company, has a rare virtue of recognizing ability, to tell the truth: "Aren't you studying opera, Jiang Ruoying is a bordered female supporting actress stuffed in, she is now anxious about being implicated and banned, and she directly asked the crew for a long vacation and didn't come - the director team couldn't make an appointment with the Kunqu opera actor who met his eyes temporarily, so he thought of you." ”

He Nanzhi rarely paid attention to external public opinion during the filming, and naturally did not pay too much attention to the situation of Xingji.

Tan Song said: "Although it is a drama, the memory of his sister when the second male is drunk and drunk is replaced by your appearance on stage, but you also added it to save the scene...... Listen to my brother's good acting, and when the movie is released, you will definitely receive film appointments and announcements in the future. ”

The noise of people inside and outside the villa became silent for a while, and after a few seconds, He Nanzhi's raised eyelashes were clear and clear, but there was a bitter taste: "It's okay for me to hum a few words." ”

Tan Song didn't notice it, and applauded: "A few words are already immortal sounds in the world!" ”

She paused, before the director team had already urged the filming to start.

He Nanzhi walked down the stairs and said very lightly: "But when I sing on stage, I can't open my voice." ”

……

As dusk sets, it's time for nightfall.

On the top floor of the Xingyuan International Hotel in Sicheng, there is a low-key open-air club for private business.

The candlestick was lit with several rose-shaped candles, which were refracted by the glass railing and connected with the colorful night view of the high-rise buildings in the distance to form a magnificent galaxy, while at the long sofa on the terrace, Xie Chen'an sat lazily in a noble haute couture suit, revealing half of his cold white wrist bones without a watch, and his long fingers holding up a glass of spirits with ice.

Even when she got off work, Lan Ying did not forget to be impartial, and handed him the press release that would officially release the Xie Group's change of dynasty next month, and took the opportunity to mention the marriage: "He Sifan's attitude is not to report the marriage news for the time being, saying that he may change his sister-in-law one day." ”

Xie Chen'an held the cold tablet with his long finger and looked at it silently for a while.

Then, the thin lips overflowed and sneered: "For whom?" ”

How dare Lan Ying pick one out of He Nanzhi's group of little bamboo horses to deal with the matter, in fact, He Sifan's original words were even more excessive, but she pinched her head and tail, leaving the last few words.

Bright lips are about to speak.

Xie Chen'an's fingertips swiped across the screen, and accidentally turned to the new message that popped up on WeChat.

The picture shows He Nanzhi holding a fan and nesting on a balcony rattan chair in an antique old villa, and her left and right are surrounded by the male number one and male number two in the movie crew.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Lan Ying directly admitted her mistake: "I admit that I made the decision to report to the crew, hahaha I also want to care about the filming life of Her Royal Highness our little princess." ”

Who knew that the special assistant beside Yang Yi was so eyeless to see, and everything was sent here.

Xie Chen'an's calm and indifferent gaze stared at the flushed face on the photo for a moment, and then threw it on the coffee table lightly.

Then.

Wen Jianci, who was invited to the meeting, finally appeared, and his slender fingers were playing with a few business cards handed by the woman in the club.

His pair of upside-down Ruifeng eyes have always had good eyesight, swept to the bright screen that was not extinguished, and raised his eyebrows: "The excessive degree of the He family's golden branches and jade leaves is really amazing to me, a year ago, I mistook you for Xie Chen's crazy criticism that the dog ignored, love letters can be handed to the wrong person, and you are blatantly playing so chic in the entertainment industry, Chen'an, are you still letting it go?" ”

Love letter?

Lan Yingli's face was surprised, and she turned away.

In a moment, I suddenly realized something-

It's no wonder that after Xie Chen'an and He Nanzhi set up a marriage in front of the family, the relationship between childhood sweethearts grew up was estranged.

Unexpectedly, there was this misdelivery of love letters in private???

Wen Jianzi glanced at Lan Ying, who was eating melons on the side, and said with a thin corner of his lips: "Lan Ying, your responsibilities as a secretary are not in place, I don't know about this kind of thing, no wonder Xie Chen couldn't wait to retire you back then." ”

This one, the mouth is really owed.

Lan Ying was poked in the lung tube, but she still had to maintain an elegant demeanor:

"Mr. Wen, you hurt my self-esteem like this, but you have to be responsible."

After all, people with binaural disabilities are uncivilized if they are bullied, right?

Wen Jianci sat down on the black leather sofa opposite, and watched her ornamental performance with a relaxed and casual posture.

Then, he said: "I don't have any sense of morality, don't kidnap me." ”

Lan Ying continues to be elegant.

However, Xie Chen'an looked sideways coldly, and tapped his finger bones on the table to remind: "You are bored? ”

Wen Jianci put away his teasing, picked up the cigarette case and lit one, and asked lazily: "What are you asking me to come over." ”

Xie Chen'an's handsome side face was hidden in the smoke, and when he lifted it, the pupils of Moyu's eyes were very faint, and he couldn't tell the true emotion: "Last week, you bought a ruby fishtail at the Hong Kong auction?" ”

"Huh?"

"Make an offer."

Wen was stunned for a second, but he didn't expect that his habit of collecting jewelry had not changed, so he said casually: "One step late." ”

It just so happened that there was a fashion magazine in the low cabinet next to it.

His sparkling cigarette butt put on the cover to make a noble and arrogant black swan image female star: "I met a very interesting one recently...... Took it to her. ”

The thin wine in the cup in Xie Chen'an's hand rippled slightly, and his gaze fell for a few seconds.

In the left corner of the magazine, three small characters of Xia Yufei were printed, and then, he gave him a sentence with a calm expression: "You can get out." ”

"It's ruthless."

*

He Nanzhi was very hot, his slender white hand stretched out from the thin quilt on the bed, and accidentally touched the light pink embroidery costume next to him, and the silk thread rubbed against the tender white skin of his fingertips, as if he rubbed out a touch of carmine buried in the depths of his memory.

"Little carp, the Kunqu Opera Troupe can't be dispersed, you and Jingque must guard it."

What can't be dispersed in the dream is the sad voice of the master when he is dying.

He Nanzhi looked helplessly at Fu Xinyun who was lying in a wheelchair, after a long illness, even the most beautiful skin when he was young was broken, and there was only a phantom that people couldn't grasp.

She subconsciously pressed her little face to her knees, seeking warmth.

"Where's the little carp?"

"Here."

Lin Jingque...... Jingque, you are a senior sister, take care of her. ”

"My little carp, the master regrets letting you go on stage the most in my life...... Don't be afraid, in the future, let Senior Sister take the first step for you. ”

"Where's the little carp?"

"Where?"

The shadow faded away, and only a little cinnabar-like red coughed up from his lips was imprinted in his memory.

……

"Here."

He Nanzhi's eyelashes trembled twice, and he woke up with crystal tears.

She lay quietly on the bed in the hotel, the walls of which were carved with floating patterns, the white veils falling silently, and her white nightdress was extremely eye-catching, like the fine snow floating at night.

It's been a long time.

He Nanzhi stiffened his position lying on his side, staring with tears in his eyes at the costume resting beside him and the rhinestone-laden crown before going to bed.

In the past few days, Yang Yi in the crew has made up her mind, and she also went to the drama theater to rent a complete set of equipment, but did not find other Kunqu opera actors to replace her.

He Nanzhi was helpless to be read by the director and his own agent, so he had to respond.

Unexpectedly, at night, I dreamed of Fu Xinyun.

The master's name and voice made the tip of her nose sour in an instant, and she couldn't regulate her emotions well.

Following his body's instincts, he reached out and picked up the landline on the bedside table next to him.

Subconsciously, dialed out the most familiar set of numbers.

A second after the phone was connected, He Nanzhi sobered up.

It's a pity it's too late.

Xie Chen'an's cold voice quality revealed a faint tiredness, and naturally cherished the words like gold: "Nanzhi? ”

He Nanzhi lowered his eyes to see that it was a landline, and asked in a slightly soft nasal voice, "How do you know it's me?" ”

I thought that Xie Chen'an would say that in the middle of the night, except for her, who would be so bored to call and harass people to sleep.

Behold.

The man laughed, as if whispering in his ear, "The wheezing sound is familiar." ”

“……”

Xu expected that she wouldn't answer, and asked casually, "What's wrong?" ”

He Nanzhi nestled in the quilt and did not move, his delicate cheeks were stuck with the damp broken hair after waking up, and even the reddish eyes were slightly moist: "I want you to accompany me." ”

The phone was silent for a moment, and no one said a word.

A few more seconds passed.

"Xie Chen'an, if you can come to accompany me overnight like when I was a child, I will promise to do one thing for you." She knew that the location of this hotel was the same as where he lived, one north and one south, and she would deliberately say this, with the intention of disturbing each other to sleep tonight.

He Nanzhi's lips murmured a lot of tempting conditions.

Until three minutes later.

Xie Chen'an told her very slowly: "Open the door." ”