The actor is my predecessor who was scumbag

Jian Huai suddenly looked up.

Ji Du also looked out, and there was some noise from the door, and Shen Xiangheng's figure appeared at the door. He was still wearing the suit he had attended the event, with gray stripes, an elegant gentleman, and his slender legs stepped up the steps.

Wang Wen said, "Didn't you say you can't come?"

"How can it be?" Shen Xiangheng stretched his long arms and pulled aside the chair beside him to sit down: "No one can be happy with Director Wang's appointment, can they?"

Wang Wen cursed in a low voice, "Stop coming."

The corner of Shen Xiangheng's mouth curled into a smile, he raised his eyelids and looked at the two people standing below, his eyes fell on Jian Huai, and he glanced lightly, Jian Huai below lowered his head, like a wronged puppy, even They didn't dare to meet his eyes.

Shen Xiangheng said to Wang Wen, "What's wrong with this?"

Wang Wen gave him an expression that I knew you were upset: "I can't even eat a single thing."

Jian Huai wanted to say that this cake was really too bitter, but no matter how it sounded like a sophistry, he simply stood firm: "I did not perform well just now, director, please give me another chance, I want to give it another chance try."

Shen Xiangheng: "What do you eat?"

Ji Du was unwilling to be lonely, and Shen Xiangheng's gaze had never fallen on him since the beginning, so he simply said: "Cake, we eat cake, maybe... the taste just now is not to Mr. Jian's appetite."

"Really..." Shen Xiangheng raised his eyebrows, his originally warm voice suddenly turned cold: "I've asked you something."

Ji Du was taken aback, maybe no one thought that Shen Xiangheng would suddenly attack, but with his position, even if he made an attack, he could only accept it. Ji Du felt wronged in his heart, but he could only shut up embarrassingly.

Director Wang Wen changed his posture: "What kind of taste is not tasteful, can't the expression management be done well?"

Jian Huai knew that Ji Ji was adding fuel to the fire, but he was not as good as Ji Du wanted, and said directly: "I'm sorry director, this matter is indeed my fault, I didn't control myself just now =, please give me one more time Chance, I want to try again."

"Then let's try again." Shen Xiangheng said, "Replay a part."

Wang Wen glanced at the righteous person next to him: "Have you forgotten who is the director?"

"How can it be?" Shen Xiangheng crossed his slender legs, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed one to Wang Wen: "The new product from Yongding."

Shen Xiangheng likes to smoke, but he is not addicted to cigarettes. Moreover, his cigarettes are all custom-made by private smokers. The materials and flavors in them are limited editions, and ordinary people can't buy them if they have money.

Wang Wen took it over: "You just get used to him."

Shen Xiangheng let out a "tsk", his voice lowered a bit, only Wang Wen could hear him: "You are almost done, don't blame me for turning against you if you bully him again."

Wang Wen lit the cigarette, and the new products from Yongding were always given to Shen Xiangheng in advance. He sighed and said softly to the two people below: "Scene 36, what do you remember?"

Jian Huai and Ji Du were taken aback at the same time, and then fell into deep thought.

"It's the period when Mr. Ding's family suddenly changed and relatives came to the house."

Jian Huai answered quickly.

"Yeah." Wang Wen had a cigarette in his mouth: "Both of you, you couldn't do it just now, and I don't favor anyone, so let's go alone for a while."

Ji Du's face was very ugly, and he felt that Jian Huai had robbed him of the limelight.

Jian Huai cherished this opportunity very much, he bowed quite seriously: "Thank you."

Still according to the usual practice, Ji Du came first:

The 36th scene is about the bankruptcy of Ding Xian's family, and his parents couldn't bear the pressure one after another and committed suicide together.

Relatives and friends disregarded the fact that the child was still upstairs, they were chatting downstairs, and refused to raise Mr. Ding, a teenager who had just entered puberty and was full of unknown expectations for the world. Forced to grow up.

Wang Wen said, "Start."

Ji Du leaned against the wall, as if he was listening to the voice outside the door, his face was solemn, and slowly frowned as time went by, finally, a color almost sad appeared on his face , Tears fell slowly.

Making a gesture to open the door, Ji Du screamed while crying: "Aunt San, can you be quiet?"

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Ji Du added: "My parents like to be quiet."

The mourning hall was outside, and the room was silent. Ji Du's tears rolled down and his eyes were red. He turned back to the room and closed the door.

Wang Wen: "Card."

Recovering from the state of entering the play, Ji Du wiped away his tears: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

While talking, Ji Du sneaked a glance at Shen Xiangheng, but found that Shen Xiangheng didn't look at him at all, but said to Jian Huai, "Get ready."

Jian Huai nodded obediently.

Wang Wen "tsk": "Jian Huai, let's start."

Jian Huai placed the chair by the wall, using the chair as a door.

Leaning against the door, he stood quietly by the door, listening to the words outside, slowly curling up his hands at his side, his eyes showed mourning, Jian Huai took out a candy from his pocket somewhere Into his mouth, the fruity watermelon-flavored candy, he held it for a while, raised his face, and covered his eyes with his hands.

Ji Du who was not far away was shocked: "The original script didn't include sugar at all..."

Jian Huai's eyes were red, and he opened the door.

"Three aunts."

Jian Huai's voice was trembling, but he smiled: "Can you please be quiet?"

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Jian Huai looked not far away: "My parents like to be quiet."

The room was silent.

Ji Du was even more shocked. In the script, Ding Xian's lines were crying and breaking down, but Jian Huai was so calm, it must be over. He looked at the director, waiting for the director to call Jian Huai to stop as if calling him a card.

Wang Wen didn't speak.

Instead, the corner of Shen Xiangheng's mouth curled into a smile, he propped his chin with one hand, pointed the table with his fingertips, and his eyes were all on Jian Huai.

Jian Huai turned around and went back indoors.

The chair that was regarded as the door was moved forward, as if the door was closed, almost at the moment when the door was closed, Jian Huai gasped for a few times, tears rolled down as if he couldn't hold back, and he slumped on the ground , Tears wet the floor drop by drop, like a child who has been suffering from grievances, he burst into tears in a corner where no one was around.

Finally, Wang Wen said, "Cut."

Jian Huai, who was slumped on the ground, wiped his face, but couldn't control the tears from falling, and a vague voice kept ringing in his mind:

"What if debt collectors come to your door?"

"What an unlucky thing. I haven't gone to college yet. Who knows how much it will cost."

"Our son will take the college entrance examination this year, and we don't have the energy to adopt him."

"Hey, what do you mean, don't push it to me..."

The memories of that year were recalled uncontrollably, the tightly suppressed sadness collapsed the dam, and Jian Huai could not escape from the sadness of being alone and helpless, and the whole world collapsing.

"Jian Huai." A deep and magnetic voice sounded above his head.

Jian Huai raised her head with tears in her eyes.

In the next second, he was brought into a warm and generous embrace. Shen Xiangheng pressed his head in his embrace, covered his ears with the other hand, and lowered his voice: "Don't listen, they are all gone."

Jian Huai grasped the corner of Shen Xiangheng's clothes as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Shen Xiangheng patted him on the back twice, and said in a low voice, "Okay, how old is he, and there are still people watching."

Jian Huai sniffed and said in a crying voice, "I'm sorry."

Shen Xiangheng wiped away his tears with his fingertips: "They are the ones who are sorry for you."

A couple of Jane's family, although they are nouveau riche, have never forgotten the group of poor relatives after they became rich. After the accident in Jian's family, the group of relatives who were once close friends changed their attitudes again. They used to wish they could break through the threshold every day, but later they thought it was bad luck even to have a relationship.

Jian Huai wiped his face by himself, feeling embarrassed after realizing it.

Not far away, Ji Du's heart, liver and lungs seemed to be on fire. He was obviously crying just now, but when did Shen Xiangheng comfort him!Don't be too blatant about this distinction!

"Cough." Wang Wen stood up and leaned against the table: "Jian Huai, have you always been like this?"

Jian Huai was taken aback: "The director..."

Wang Wen pulled back the brim of his hat and put it on behind, revealing a complete face. This is his serious expression: "The play is slow."

Jian Huai squatted on the ground awkwardly: "I will try my best to get rid of it."

Wang Wen put out the cigarette, sighed, and looked at Shen Xiangheng: "Don't you pay attention to your children's academic performance?"

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyebrows: "Just pass."

"..."

A loving mother loses many children.

Wang Wen turned his gaze back to Jian Huai: "It's not a serious matter, but you have a lot of minor flaws in your performance, so be strict with yourself, or you'll be scolded if you join the group."

Jian Huai subconsciously: "Yes."

After a while, he finally realized: "What do you mean?"

Wang Wen waved his hand: "Go back and wait for the news, there are still people who want to audition, don't waste time."

Jian Huai nodded, ready to go out, he said to Shen Xiangheng: "Then I'll go first."

"Before going out..." Shen Xiangheng looked at him leisurely, with teasing in his eyes.

Jian Huai's heart tightened.

Shen Xiangheng: "Is there any more sugar?"

"Yes, yes!" Jian Huai hurriedly took out the fruit candy that day from his pocket and handed it to Shen Xiangheng: "Here."

Shen Xiangheng threw one to Wang Wen: "Go on."

Jian Huai and Ji Du bowed and went out. The door was closed. Wang Wen unpacked the fruit candy and took a sip: "I haven't eaten candy for many years."

Shen Xiangheng: "Who isn't."

Wang Wen played with the candy wrapper and sighed, "It's really good."

I can actually remember a trivial detail in the script. Ding Xian loves candy, especially watermelon-flavored candy. He loves it when he is happy or sad. Said: "Eating candy when you are happy, tears are also sweet."

This small article is probably very short, and generally a little careless people will ignore it, not to mention that they really carry candy with them.

Shen Xiangheng walked back to the chair and sat down, with a lazy posture: "My man, of course he can't be wrong."

Wang Wen snorted lightly: "You can die without showing off?"

"I'm sorry." Shen Xiangheng smiled with an elegant posture: "I can't."

"..."

"Ji Yang of Ji's family was found to be sick." Gao Yunguang sat on the sofa: "The old man of Ji's family was furious. He dismissed his position as general manager and put people under control."

Jian Huai was cooking hot pot in a small pot, when he heard this, his hands shook: "Really?"

Gao Yunguang put the computer in his hand aside: "The sources of information are reliable."

Generally, as long as there is news about Gao Yunguang, there will be no problem. Jian Huai was a little surprised: "I heard that he has a regular bed partner, how could he get sick..."

"It's up to him to ask himself."

Shen Xiangheng came in from the outside, took off his suit jacket, and threw it on the sofa.

Jian Huai was shocked: "Brother, you are back!"

"Yeah." Shen Xiangheng approached, rarely surprised: "Are you eating a small hot pot?"

This is an office building. It's very strange that this group of people can eat a small hot pot in the lounge, but they can also bring in Gao Yunguang, who has always been calm and doesn't like to get involved.

Chacha took the initiative to explain: "Today is the Cold Food Festival, so Teacher Jian cooked a pot of porridge."

"In the beginning, it was indeed porridge..." Jian Huai was a little ashamed: "Afterwards, it was a little..."

The custom of the Cold Food Festival is to eat hot porridge and pot dishes, which means that you will not be afraid of the cold or get sick this winter.

Jian Huai was fine when he came back to the company, so he thought about cooking a porridge, which would be given to them for the Dragon Boat Festival later, and a bowl for Shen Xiangheng by the way.

Who knew that there were more and more people passing by, and the last person was given a point. Jian Huai thought that Shen Xiangheng would not be able to drink the porridge, but who knew that after the people who ate the porridge thought about it, everyone actually had sex during afternoon tea. I ordered food and said it was a thank you gift in return.

A pile of various dishes inspired everyone: "Hey, let's have a hot pot!"

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyebrows, paying attention to some deviations: "So I didn't get the porridge?"

……

The room suddenly became quiet.

Jian Huai said weakly: "I'll cook it for you when I get back later."

Shen Xiangheng said: "What are you doing with that?"

"No trouble." Jian Huai put down his chopsticks: "Why don't we go back first and you guys continue to eat?"

Chacha coughed lightly: "Okay, okay, you go, don't worry about our life or death!"

……

Shen Xiangheng walked to Jian Huai's side and pushed him down to sit again: "Just kidding, don't eat the hot pot, what porridge do you have when you go home?"

Only then did Jian Huai feel relieved, and he said, "There's sauce over there, I'll get you some."

"No need." Shen Xiangheng took the new chopsticks: "Just use yours."

Jian Huai nodded: "Okay."

Rong Jin, who came in from the back, just pushed open the door, and said meanly, "Xiao Huai, can I use your sauce too?"

"..."

Shen Xiangheng said quietly: "Did you say to keep you for dinner?"

Rong Jin was dumbfounded: "Why do you just throw it away after you use it up? God, I've never seen a scumbag worse than you. Xiao Huai, you have to keep your eyes open, don't be fooled by this scumbag Shen Xiangheng."

Jian Huai was taken aback.

Shen Xiangheng picked a dish for him: "Ji Yang's matter is his part."

Find someone capable to seduce someone, this kind of thing Rong Jin does is easy to catch, arrange someone to get close to Ji Yang on purpose, and then infect him with the disease, everything, sit up and move smoothly, without mercy.

Jian Huai guessed something, he was a little worried: "Will the Ji family retaliate?"

"Hey, I'm not afraid." Rong Jin's young master said foolishly: "Brother Shen is covering him."

Jian Huai looked at Shen Xiangheng worriedly again.

Shen Xiangheng picked up a piece of potato and put it in the pot: "The old man of Ji's family has long wanted to solve Ji Yang's messy style. He will not help Ji Yang out this time."

Rong Jin nodded: "With Ji Yang's ability, he can't make any splashes. Without the support of the Ji family, he can be crushed to death with one hand."

Gao Yunguang, the agent next to him, said: "Without Ji Yang in the Prosperous Age, the lawsuit has been withdrawn."

Jian Huai was overjoyed: "That means..."

Most of the people eating hot pot in a circle were people from the studio. Everyone looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

Shen Xiangheng glanced at him sideways: "Let's sign the prostitution contract tomorrow."

Jian Huai felt a little unreal, his body was even a little hot from excitement, his face was a little red: "Does that mean that I'm going to sign under your name?"

"Yeah." Shen Xiangheng took a sip of his drink, "Are you afraid that I'll betray you?"

Jian Huai quickly said, "I'm not afraid."

The heat from the hot pot gradually rose, the lights in the house were warm and yellow, and it was very cold outside, but inside it was as warm as spring. Shen Xiangheng smiled, and raised the cup in his hand: "Then, welcome to join."

People in the surrounding circle all stood up one after another, holding drinks, everyone seemed enthusiastic, and raised their glasses together: "Welcome to join."

Jian Huai quickly picked up the cup and clinked glasses.

A group of people were lively and lively, and they didn't go back until early in the morning. They drank alcohol during the period, but Jian Huai didn't drink much. In the end, he drove Shen Xiangheng back.

Gao Yunguang reminded: "He didn't announce tomorrow morning, you remember to remind me to come to the company at noon, there is a fan meeting in the afternoon, and there is a plane to Changzhou at [-] o'clock in the evening."

Jian Huai was a little untrue: "Just tell me Brother Shen's itinerary, is it okay?"

"What does it matter?" Gao Yunguang gave him a meaningful look: "You are not an outsider but an insider now, remember to come here with him tomorrow to sign the contract."

Jian Huai always felt that this wife meant something, his ears were red, and he nodded slightly embarrassedly.

Not far away, Rong Jin also drank, Jian Huai was a little worried: "Come with us, let the driver take you back?"

"No need!" The young master Rong Jin still had to catch up with the schedule: "It's a beautiful spring, and I have an appointment with someone. The young master wants to go there to warm up the spring night."

"..."

Jian Huai couldn't help but agree with Shen Xiangheng: "You have to pay attention to your body."

Don't worry if you lose your strength on the bed and get crushed instead, then you are really cool.

Rong Jin sneered: "I'm in good health, there will never be a day when I can't, the golden gun will not fall!"

Jian Huai didn't force her anymore: "Okay, then you should pay attention to safety."

After parting ways with everyone in the company, Jian Huai went back with Shen Xiangheng. After all, Shen Xiangheng drank some wine and started to rest on the car mat after getting in the car.

Jian Huai said: "Go home and cook you some hangover soup?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Shen Xiangheng rubbed his eyebrows: "I don't want to drink."

Seeing that he was indeed a little uncomfortable, Jian Huai tentatively said, "Let me give you a massage. The massage will make you more comfortable. I have practiced the technique before, and it works quite well."

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Really?"

"Hmm." Jian Huai thought he doubted his professionalism: "Really, I've tried this method before when I participated in a reception."

Shen Xiangheng was silent for a while: "You don't always give yourself a massage?"

Jian Huai: "I..."

He understood what Shen Xiangheng meant. If he didn't massage himself, he would give it to him. For example, he has been Cahill's life assistant for so many years, and he has indeed done a lot of this kind of thing.

Jian Huai froze somewhat awkwardly, for a moment she didn't know what to say, and even regretted that she shouldn't have suggested this matter just now.

Shen Xiangheng leaned on the car seat: "We'll talk about it when we go home."

Jian Huai was refreshed.

"Don't move around in this car. Fastening your seat belt is the most important thing." Shen Xiangheng closed his eyes and fell asleep: "Ms. Jian will recall the massage technique by the way. I don't want to repeat the story of the needle."

Jian Huai said angrily, "No way."

Because Shen Xiangheng's three eyes and two words of teasing covered up the momentary embarrassment just now, Jian Huai also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"..."

When Shen Xiangheng woke up, it was already high in the sun.

Last night's hangover discomfort surged up, he frowned, and tried to recall, the last memory was lost when Jian Huai gave him a massage.

are you asleep……

The sound of pots, pans and pans came from the kitchen outside. Shen Xiangheng stood up, walked outside, and saw Jian Huai serving porridge. He was wearing a white sweater and loose casual cotton pants, holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand. The porridge was black. Rice porridge, exuding a tempting aroma, turned his face sideways when he heard the sound: "Wake up? Brother Yun said that I didn't call you because you didn't announce in the morning. I tried to cook some porridge. I bought some at the supermarket last time." I tried to cook the black rice, but I don’t know if it’s good or not. I didn’t let you have porridge yesterday, so I gave you a little more today..."

Porridge

Shen Xiangheng's hangover head was hard and I turned around. Did he ever say he wanted to drink porridge?

It seems to have.

Jian Huai is always like this, she will remember his casual words and casual jokes in her heart, she will not say sweet words, but she will make people feel that she is being taken seriously and seriously from various details.

Shen Xiangheng came over: "You should give yourself more."

Jian Huai quickly explained: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

"Don't you want to gain weight?" Shen Xiangheng added a spoonful to him: "Become a little fat man, fat in vain, full of hope."

"..."

Jian Huai suddenly thought, if he was fat, wouldn't he look bad? Then Shen Xiangheng would not despise himself, but he would too!

Yeah, why didn't I think about this before?

Originally, she wasn't very good-looking, wouldn't she be cooler after being fat and round?

Thinking of this, Jian Huai suddenly became bitter. He decided to find another place to live while gaining weight. He must not let Shen Xiangheng look at his white and fat appearance every day and start to dislike him!

Jian Huai carefully glanced at the person beside him: "Brother, tell me, if I get fat, you... what will you think of me?"

"Huh?" Shen Xiangheng looked at him, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up into a smile.