"Mengyao is what you said about the poorly maintained crew relationship?" Cheng Sige casually threw the bag on the table and sat on the sofa.

Fu Yuanchong held the script, picked up a bottle of mineral water in his hand and threw it at her: "No, I mean screenwriter." ”

Isn't it because Meng Yao Lao came to him, so he thinks it can't be handled well?

Cheng Sige unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip, and glanced at Fu Yuanchong in puzzlement, he was scribbling his lines with a highlighter.

In fact, the agent should not interfere too much in the artist's personal life, but Fu Yuanchong can be said to be Cheng Sige's "big up" little by little, he only needs to be responsible for a good face, figure, acting skills, and all the rest, Cheng Sige will arrange and settle it for him.

Fu Yuanchong's character is the kind of character who leaves him alone in the entertainment industry and will go down to get a boxed lunch before the first episode is finished.

There have been many female celebrities, female bosses, and even male bosses who have shown strong interest in Fu Yuanchong, if Fu Yuanchong is allowed to solve it himself, it is estimated that it is not impossible to beat others.

But Cheng Sige has resolved these broken things very well, and Fu Yuanchong only needs to be responsible for standing behind her, revealing his iceberg face that has not changed for thousands of years.

"What's wrong with the screenwriter." Cheng Sige asked, while looking up at the wood standing on the side, the wood secretly shook his head at her after receiving the gaze, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Some lines are too greasy, and I don't want to be scolded for being greasy when I broadcast it." Fu Yuanchong picked up the iced coffee on the table and took a sip.

"That's it?" Cheng Sige's voice raised an octave, "Won't you communicate with her yourself!?" ”

"Didn't you help me convey it before, you know, I'm not very good at talking."

Let's go! Okay!! What a young master!

Cheng Sige looked at the modeling clip on his head: "What time do you start shooting?" How to make up half done. ”

"Oh, Meng Yao came to me to follow the plot of the lines, so I asked the stylist to wait first." Fu Yuanchong casually picked up his phone and sent a message to the stylist.

Cheng Sige nodded clearly.

After Cheng Sige came back from chatting with the screenwriter, Fu Yuanchong had already finished today's makeup.

The straight suit, the classic president's back, and the deep eye sockets, but there is a sense of oppression between the slight walking behavior.

Before I even arrived at the shooting scene, I entered the role...... Cheng Sige followed him, and halfway through, they met Meng Yao, who was also doing a good job.

"Hey, Huo Baixue!" Meng Yao shouted the role played by Fu Yuanchong in the play, her slender figure was decorated with a well-cut white cheongsam, and she made a pan head shape, which was quite a wealthy daughter.

This is the strong male and female protagonist that the audience loves to watch now.

"Let's go, Mrs. Huo." Fu Yuanchong responded.

Although there was no change in expression on his face, Cheng Sige walked behind him, and he couldn't see what his expression was, only heard his unusual attitude towards Meng Yao.

He has always been measured with the actresses who play the play, and he loves him to death in the play, and he is inseparable, as long as the director shouts, he will act as if he doesn't know each other outside the play, and he won't say a word.

The weather is fine today, so it's time to get rid of the locations that need to be beautiful.

The wood held a parasol for Cheng Sige, and the two actors who were wrapped in the middle by the staff were dedicatedly talking to me, and Cheng Sige was bored with his mobile phone.

It didn't take long for Fu Yuanchong and Mengyao to be on the hot search.

""Flowers Bloom in Half Summer" Reuters today, Fu Yuanchong's domineering president look, Mengyao's new Chinese cheongsam style, how many points do you give them?"

[This is too compatible, right?] Friendly to my eyes. 】

[Thank you for your attention to the works of single actor Fu Yuanchong.] 】

【Attention!】 Fu Yuanchong killed people with his face again! 】

[Fu Yuanchong is really too suitable to play the president, he is simply acting in his true colors? ] 】

[Meng Yao is really the ceiling of the current domestic entertainment actress, her appearance and acting skills are all online, and she is beautiful in the prosperous age! ] 】

[Fu Yuanchong and Mengyao are both from the Beijing Drama Academy, they are classmates in the class, there will be no one who doesn't know, right? ] 】

[I'm still a classmate, it's even better!!] 】

Meng Yao and he are classmates? Cheng Sige crossed the comment area, Fu Yuanchong didn't tell her about this.

No wonder the two are so familiar, she raised her head, and the two under the camera were hugging each other affectionately.

Cheng Sige knew how warm that broad chest was.

*

Cheng Sige booked a restaurant, invited the director, screenwriter and producer to eat together in the evening, and invited Meng Yao by the way.

Fu Yuanchong sat in the back of the nanny car, propped his elbows on the armrests of the seat, and watched Cheng Sige, who was sitting next to him, crackling and typing on his mobile phone.

She pursed her lips, her shoulder-length black hair growing longer than the last time.

"Why did you invite Meng Yao?" Fu Yuanchong's voice echoed in the quiet carriage.

"Just one more pair of chopsticks, and besides, isn't she your old classmate?" Cheng Sige didn't raise his eyes, and replied slowly.

"Also, eating more together can also strengthen the sense of belief between some male and female protagonists." After Fu Yuanchong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair to take a nap, and Cheng Sige's typing fingers paused unconsciously.

She didn't say anything, but her brain suddenly typed a few words as if the system was out of order.

Cheng Sige and Fu Yuanchong arrived at the restaurant before everyone else, and the waiter stood nervously to help them order.

"One serving of millet stewed sea cucumber per person."

"A serving of steamed king crab."

"One Wagyu nugget."

……

The waiter cautiously finished the dishes with Cheng Sige and just wanted to place an order on the tablet, Fu Yuanchong, who had been looking at his mobile phone in silence, suddenly said: "Don't add green onions to all dishes, thank you." ”

The waiter hurriedly responded, thinking that Fu Yuanchong didn't eat green onions.

But the person who doesn't eat green onions is actually Cheng Sige.

The atmosphere of the dinner was very good, Meng Yao himself is a very talkative character, with high emotional intelligence and humor, and will often pull Fu Yuanchong into the topic to chat together.

Mengyao eats very little, talks a lot, and chats with the director and screenwriter, but he is not noisy at all.

Cheng Sige finally knows why her coffee position in the entertainment industry is so high, she is really a very good actress.

"By the way, Miss Cheng, after all, "Flowers Bloom in Half Summer" is an idol drama based on love lines, and during the filming and publicity, we hope that the two leading actors can try their best to open up CP, which does not conflict with Yuanchong's character design, right?" The director smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand to Cheng Sige.

Cheng Sige put down the chopsticks in his hand: "The company respects the personal wishes of the artists for these, just ask Yuanchong." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone at the table suddenly focused on Fu Yuanchong.

He pondered for a moment, and then showed a faint smile: "No problem." ”

"Didi! Didi! Suddenly, Cheng Sige's mobile phone rang, she got up apologetically and picked up her mobile phone and walked out of the private room, and the corners of Fu Yuanchong's lips that had just been hooked immediately fell.

A sly smile flashed across Mengyao's face, and the director and producer happily continued to clink glasses and drink.

"Hello? What's wrong? Cheng Sige leaned against the wall of the corridor and connected to the video from the summer.

"Miil Brandy is on a new product, you may need Fu Yuanchong to take a photo, but isn't he in the group, let me ask you when he will be free."

Cheng Sige clicked on the itinerary on his mobile phone: "Next Wednesday or Thursday, he is going back to Jiangcheng to participate in a brand event." ”

"Okay, I'll talk to the people below."

"Wait, are you feeling well?" Cheng Sige looked at Xia Xia in the video, obviously with an abnormal sickness on his face, the corners of his eyes drooped, and his voice was hoarse.

"A little fever."

"I'll come to your house tomorrow morning, you can sleep well first, don't go to work tomorrow, do you hear?" Cheng Sige told her a few more words before hanging up the phone.

She clicked on the software to buy air tickets, and the earliest flight back to Jiangcheng tomorrow was also at 12 o'clock, and when she arrived at Xia's home, she would have already been burned into jerky.

Cheng Sige thought about it, found Ling Ziyin in WeChat, and sent him a message: [Are you in Jiangcheng, I have a fever in summer. 】

After a few minutes, the other side replied: "Give it to me! 】

Tsk, it looks pretty reliable.

Just when Cheng Sige picked out an emoji and sent it over, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Fu Yuanchong walked out, just catching her faintly smiling expression.

Who is she talking to on the phone, smiling so happily?

"What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Cheng Sige raised his eyes to look at Fu Yuanchong, and then locked the screen of his phone without a trace.

The expression on Fu Yuanchong's face sank even more.

"Ah, it's summer, and I might want to shoot MB's new products next week." Cheng Sige passed by Fu Yuanchong's side and pushed the door and walked in, leaving him standing alone outside the private room.

Someone's face stinks even more.

*

The next morning, Summer woke up once, her brain was groggy, she got up and went to the kitchen to drink a large glass of water, and threw herself back into bed.

When she woke up again in a daze, she found that the door to her room was not closed, and there was some intermittent movement in the kitchen, and she could faintly smell the smell of rice and meat.

My head was still dizzy, but my stomach seemed to be hungry because of the aroma of food.

In the summer, I saw a glass of water at the head of the bed, picked it up and drank two sips, and my throat finally became more comfortable, although it still hurt badly, but at least I could make a sound.

"Cheng Sige!" She sat up lazily and leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the charging phone and unlocked it.

When the kitchen man heard her call, he immediately stopped his movements and walked towards her.

Xia Xia flipped through WeChat twice and found that the last message sent to her by the mileage song of the list was: [Someone replaces me, I won't come~]

Instead of her? Not coming? So who is staying at her house now?

Before she could click on the dialog box, the 'snail girl' in her house had already leaned against the door frame and knocked on the door that had been wide open.

Xia Xia raised her eyes and saw that Ling Ziyin was wearing an apron that she had never worn a few times, and was standing there with a shallow smile: "Awake? ”