There is light in the deep sea

The benefits of living close are reflected after the stay.

The next day, the sun's rays and the ringing of the phone simultaneously woke up the two who had backaches, backaches, and dizzy heads.The phones were of the same model, and the ringtone was the one that was configured automatically. Jiang Xichen judged by his intuition that it was his own one. He reached out to the bedside table, held the phone in front of his face and squinted to see that it was Mo Xieyang.

You must have a correct attitude when answering the call from the director. He pulled Xie Wu's arm that was under his neck, sat up and pressed the answer button: "Mr. Mo, good morning!"

Over there, there was a strangeness in the silence.

Just as Jiang Xichen was about to say something, he suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly took off the phone and checked it back and forth... The intuition just now was really wrong.At this time, Xie Wu also woke up.Looking at his expression, he roughly understood the situation, and made a gesture while suppressing a smile, indicating "adapt to the situation".

Jiang Xichen coughed lightly, and explained: "Well, I discussed the play with Master last night, and we took the wrong phone."

There was a soft "oh" over there, but the tone was hard to hear.The old man probably didn't care about these gossip and anecdotes, and instead talked about the business: "Then tell Xiao Xie when you return the phone later, I won't go to the theater today, and the "Low Temperature" thing will be handed over to you." Arrange for him, Meng Shanshan was a little out of shape yesterday, you let him pay attention."

Jiang Xichen replied respectfully: "Okay, director."

Mo Xieyang said again: "It just so happened that you answered the phone, and I have something to tell you. Xiao Xu told me that you are a little against Qin Xiaochuan?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xichen paused, subconsciously turned his head to an angle where Xie Wu couldn't see his expression, and said after consideration: "It's not really, it's just that I have some new experiences that need to be digested."

"Well." Mo Xieyang was very tolerant, "If there is anything that I can't figure out, please bring it up to me in time, talk to you, talk to the screenwriter, communicate more and collide... That's fine, wait for you to return to the theater in two days, let's go Arrange the stage once, and let me see your performance."

Jiang Xichen: "Okay."

Mo Xieyang hung up the phone.Jiang Xichen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but before he could come up with a clue, another mobile phone on the bedside table rang, this time it was his one, and Chu Wenjin's name flashed on the screen.

He answered the phone: "Hello, sister."

Chu Wenjin sounded a little anxious: "Did you go to school?"

"It's... early?" As he said, he glanced at Xie Wu's cell phone that he had just put down, he didn't pay attention to it before, so it turned out that it was past eight o'clock now.This is really not too early for him and Xie Wu's schedule.

Next to him, Xie Wu heard that the call was from Chu Wenjin, so he was not as calm as listening to Mo Xieyang's call just now.He lay down in another direction, put a furry head on Jiang Xichen's lap, and played with the fingers of Jiang Xichen's left hand.What they are playing is a game that children like - stacking fingers together one by one to form a piece of ginger.

Chu Wenjin exposed Jiang Xichen shamelessly: "Are you with Xie Wu?"

Jiang Xichen didn't deny it either: "After all, we live in the opposite door..."

"Then do you want me to arrange for you to live together?" Chu Wenjin's tone was full of eye-rolling pictures.

Jiang Xichen is serious: "That's unnecessary, we old men all need personal space, besides, being together occasionally is more interesting than being under the same roof every day, which is conducive to maintaining a fresh... sense."

When saying the last word, the knuckle of the index finger was grabbed by Xie Wu and tapped, and the bones made a loud sound.He looked down and saw that Xie Wu had already untied the four fingers that were originally intertwined, and was about to break them one by one.It hurts but it doesn't hurt, I just heard that breaking the knuckles of the fingers like this will make them thicker.

His slender fingers with just the right thickness are still very good-looking, and I don't want to make them thicker.So he pulled out his hand before the second finger suffered, rubbed Xie Wu's hair as if coaxing a child, bent down and kissed him on the brow, and Chu Wenjin's voice came from his ear.

"You old men are quite disgusting-I don't want to be poor with you, let me ask you, did you meet Huo Yi in the restaurant yesterday?"

Jiang Xichen: "Yeah, I wanted to report to you in time, but seeing that Director Ye is busy taking care of your housework, I didn't talk about it. What's wrong? Do you know what he did?"

Chu Wenjin: "It's not a big deal, so I posted a Weibo, Aite said Jinmin Feng Feifei and you, but you were not in the photo posted, and many of the comments were guessing whether you were the one who took the photo!"

"I didn't go to their side, it wasn't me." Jiang Xichen was a little disgusted with Huo Yi's boring little action, and he couldn't figure it out. How could this person play the same tricks as a junior high school kid at a young age, and he was still a junior high school girl? scheming.

Chu Wenjin groaned for a moment, and said, "I'll just ask about the situation, I don't know what's going on, I always have a bad feeling."

"Oh, I also happen to have something to ask you. Did you find out who took the photo of me and my little uncle last time?"

"Yes." Chu Wenjin replied, "A gossip self-media that has just started operation is called 'Very Good Entertainment'. We also found out that the person behind this self-media is a not-so-famous director, probably not good at filming. Just come here to gossip."

Jiang Xichen frowned: "Huo Yi told me that the photo was taken by his people."

Chu Wenjin was surprised: "What? He also has investment?"

Jiang Xichen chuckled a little coldly: "Then I don't know. It turns out that he has a handle on me, and he probably wants to see me crying and begging him."

Chu Wenjin was helpless: "You have a lot to do, it's really a lot! But don't worry for now, I will go to understand it in depth, and guarantee that you will not have any problems in the past few months under my command. Watch out."

"Understood." Breaking off his fingers, Chu Wenjin's days to cover him are numbered, and the matter of forming his own team is becoming more and more imminent. Jiang Xichen really has a headache thinking about this.

After a while, the call was hung up, and he lost sleepiness completely.Xie Wu hugged him and lay on the bed for a while, discussed the issues mentioned in the two calls, and finally came up with an idea for him to form a team: hire someone to manage the daily affairs of the studio, he himself is relatively simple to be an artist.

"I've thought about this too, but I haven't found a suitable candidate. Sister Chu refuses to come out with me." Jiang Xichen obviously thought about this too. He was worried about the problem earlier, and he is still worried now.

Xie Wu "uh" for a moment, the ending sound dragged on for two seconds, and said, "How is Duan Rong?"

This is a good candidate. He is an old man, knows management, and has his own connections.Jiang Xichen stared and asked, "Will he be willing?"

Xie Wu spread his hands: "For my sake, I can think about it. But if you want to invite people 100%, I think you have to persuade another person to invest in you first."

Jiang Xichen raised his eyebrows: "You mean my big brother?"

Xie Wu pursed his lips and agreed: "This guy regards Jiang Dongwei as an idol."

"Then he is indeed a businessman." Jiang Xichen smiled, and temporarily did not comment on the two proposals. Instead, he glanced at his mobile phone and saw that it was past 08:30, so he rubbed hard on Xie Wu's waist twice , asked meaningfully "Does it hurt?" and got a powerful kick from the other party.

Jiang Xichen smirked: "It seems that the little uncle is in good health, so I'm going to school."

Xie Wu: "...Get lost!"

Jiang Xichen rolled back to his own house opposite, washed, changed clothes and went out.

At 09:30, Xie Wu had a good breakfast in the cafeteria of Lanhua Theater, and came to the No. 2 performance hall which was going to be used for the performance of "Low Temperature".At this moment, the choreographer, who had been working on the stage props for a whole day yesterday, had actually arranged all the props on the stage. After he made a tour, he had people turn on the lights to see the effect.

While inspecting, Xu Lun walked in through Gate E where the audience entered the arena, and the two experienced the entire stage effect together. Xie Wu saw that the child had something to say, so he left Hall 2 with him.

"What's the matter? Do you want to tell me about Xiao Jiang?" Xie Wu cut to the chase.

Xu Lun nodded: "When I went to school to see Ah Chen last time, I talked to him about the creation of this play. Maybe the part about him stimulated him a bit. Isn't the whole play going to be rehearsed soon? In the morning, I sent a WeChat message to tell him that I wanted to visit him at school again, but he refused."

Xie Wu nodded, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Mo Xieyang called in the morning, and Jiang Xichen explained the part about his work today, but the boy turned his head and chatted with the devil, which obviously had nothing to do with him, and this part was not mentioned in the later chat.

It seems that there is still a gap between the little guy and him.

"How did you talk to him last time?" Xie Wu looked up at Xu Lun.

Xu Lun picked up a rough summary of what he had talked with Jiang Xichen that day, and told Xie Wu.After all, while observing the expression of the master, he said tentatively: "Ah Chen should... have some psychological burden? I mean he is not as lively and sunny as he shows, right?"

Xie Wu said frankly: "He has long-term bipolar disorder."

Xu Lun was not surprised when he heard this, and asked again: "Then Master, have you ever learned how to get along with him?"

"Yes." Xie Wu sighed inadvertently, "Oh, you can't be anxious about this kind of thing. In life, he needs to open himself up slowly. At work... I'll give it a try and see how to relieve him."

Seeing that Xie Wu had fully understood his intentions, Xu Lun didn't say any more: "Let's leave it to the master. I don't have anything to do here so I won't bring up these exciting topics with him." With a worried smile, "He must never quit acting."

"No, he is more dedicated than you imagined, and he can carry more than you imagined." Xie Wu patted him, saying such affirmative words, but he felt a little unspeakably sad in his heart, as if his heart had been stabbed by something .

After the two chatted this trip, they separated to go about their own affairs.

As Xie Wu walked towards his personal lounge, he was planning in his mind to go to school to pick up Jiang Xichen later in the afternoon, and then find some way to make him happy, and then find a suitable angle to chat about the drama—they have It's true that I haven't talked much about "Low Temperature", which is about to be rehearsed.

When he approached the lounge, he found that the door was leaning against someone.

"Xiao Meng?" Xie Wu walked over and called out to Meng Shanshan who lowered his head.

Hearing the sound, Meng Shanshan quickly raised her head, panic flashed across her face, followed by daze and hesitation.This is something to worry about.Xie Wu put a soft tone, and asked softly: "What's the matter? Do you want to talk to me?"

"I..." I don't know what to think of, Meng Shanshan's complexion is a little ugly, he hesitates to speak, hesitates for a while, but still shakes his head, "Forget it, let me think about it again."

Xie Wu smiled and looked at her comfortingly: "It's okay, you can tell me anything, if you want to think about it, just wait and talk, you can find me at any time, okay?"

Meng Shanshan nodded absently, then took a deep look at Xie Wu, and finally left.