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He Sijia asked back, "What did he come to see you for?"

Wu Zhen didn't intend to answer, but only reminded: "Go back and take a shower, is there any medicine in the room?"

Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, He Sijia stepped forward and asked stubbornly, "Why did he come to see you?"

Wu Zhen was silent for a moment, "Borrow the script."

"He doesn't have it himself, why should he borrow yours?"

The stand-in also has his own part of the script, but it's not as complete as the lead actor's.

Wu Zhen sighed slightly, and simply opened the door to signal He Sijia to enter the room, and then led He Sijia into the bathroom, "You wait first, I will go to your room to get clothes, where is the room card?"

He Sijia was so instigated that she almost forgot her purpose.

When he stood under the shower head and warm water flowed over his body, He Sijia was shocked to realize that he had taken a bath in Wu Zhen's room. The other party liked the same sex, so he should avoid suspicion.

But after thinking about it, Wu Zhen had already bathed him, so why avoid suspicion?

He Sijia curled up her toes slightly, raised her neck and let the running water wash over his face.

After taking a shower, He Sijia changed into her pajamas. He knew how uncomfortable it was to catch a cold on the plateau, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, and went out after drying his head.

Wu Zhen sat idly on the sofa, saw him coming out, and threw him a stack of papers.

"what?"

He Sijia lowered her head and found that it was a script.

He didn't understand Wu Zhen's intentions, so he opened it to read, and found that every page was filled with dense analysis of characters, even if it wasn't Jin Lixia's play, there were also notes.

"Many characters in film and television dramas are related. Analyzing the behavioral logic of related characters will help to sort out the thinking of the performance." Wu Zhen said lightly: "When filming rival scenes, I can more fully and clearly realize how to cooperate. "

He Sijia asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Wu Zhen smiled sarcastically, "You didn't ask before. Usually when you come to my room, the scripts are left casually, and I have never seen you flip through them." He nudged the water glass on the coffee table, "Take the medicine first. .”

Only then did He Sijia notice the medicine lid on the table, which contained three or four medicines.

Others would pour a few pills into their mouths directly, but He Sijia didn't know whether it was a psychological problem or her throat was too small, so she could only take one by one, otherwise she wouldn't be able to swallow it.

Seeing him pecking at rice like a chicken, Wu Zhen raised her lower lip slightly, took out a bottle of calming liquid from the coffee table drawer, inserted a straw and drank it.

"Are you insomnia?" He Sijia recognized the packaging of the tranquilizing liquid.

"It's a bit difficult to change the place, it will be fine in two days."

"Then I'll go back—"

"It's okay." Wu Zhen threw away the empty bottle, took a candy from the candy box and ate it, "I can't sleep anyway."

He Sijia continued to read the script, focusing on her own part.

After a while he raised his head, "If my understanding is different from yours, how would you act?"

"Generally, adjustments will be made based on the on-the-spot reaction." Wu Zhen said: "After all, it is only my personal understanding, which does not mean it is correct. Sometimes there will be new inspirations when there are deviations."

"Have I inspired you?"

"Of course, Mr. He is quite spiritual."

It was not the first time Wu Zhen said this, but He Sijia was not as proud as before. He closed the script, "I'm not good at basic skills. Fortunately, there is no need to speak lines in the movie, otherwise Director Yu would not dare to use me."

"At least the words are correct."

Nowadays, the quality of actors in the circle varies, and some of them don't even speak Mandarin well enough.

"I plan to hire a teacher to practice my lines after filming this film." He Sijia didn't pay much attention to acting before, but now that she has experienced the fun, she is willing to practice.

Wu Zhen smiled lightly, "I'll teach you some time."

He Sijia pursed her lips and smiled, but when she spoke again, she brought the topic back to the beginning, "Qi Zixu asked you to borrow the script because he wanted to read your analysis?"

Wu Zhen didn't expect that He Sijia was still thinking about this matter, so he said perfunctorily, "Is that so."

"Why is he here so late?"

Wu Zhen let out a laugh, "Mr. He is quite persistent about this matter."

He Scarlett said nothing.

"What do you want to know, just ask."

He Sijia really didn't deliberately go around in circles, but she couldn't tell what answer she wanted to get.

He subconsciously picked at the sofa cushions, and flashed in his mind last night Qi Zixu outside the elevator door, the way he looked at Wu Zhen, and the scent of bath frankincense that wafted past him.

"He...does he want to ask you out?"

"Yes."

He Sijia was stunned.

After a while, he asked again: "If I hadn't come back suddenly..."

"My script is still in your hands."

He Sijia didn't understand Wu Zhen's meaning at first, but she quickly figured it out—even if Qi Zixu had that meaning, she couldn't say it clearly, borrowing the script was nothing more than a tacit excuse between the two of them.

But Wu Zhen didn't agree.

While suddenly realizing, He Sijia didn't feel relaxed, and her heart was still in a mess.

He stood up, "I'm leaving."

Wu Zhen stood up and sent him to the door.

It was a very short distance, even if He Sijia didn't walk fast, she arrived in a blink of an eye.

He unscrewed the doorknob, pulled it open, and looked back at Wu Zhen, "You..."

Wu Zhen raised his eyebrows as a question.

"Are you sleepy?" He Sijia asked mysteriously, "How about I play for a while?"

Wu Zhen fixedly looked at him, as if observing something, which made He Sijia a little nervous.

He felt that Wu Zhen's eyes were like a mirror under the scorching sun, and the scorching light made him invisible.

"Forget it, I'll go back—"

Before the words were finished, the door of the room was closed with a "bang".

Under He Sijia's blank gaze, Wu Zhen took the room card from the power switch.

"Snapped--"

The moment darkness fell, He Sijia was pushed to the wall, and one wrist was grabbed.

He felt a heat on his lips, and he was about to leave.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck in his mind, cutting straight to the soul, blasting a hole in He Sijia's subconscious, and the monster at the bottom of the hole showed its arrogant minions.

After the shock, He Sijia miraculously calmed down.

From last night to now, he has been restless, his thoughts are like a layer of fog, and he can't think clearly.

Now finally sober.

Because Wu Zhen became interested in him.

He was not aware of it, so he was embarrassed.

"I only like women." He Sijia's tone was calm.

Embarrassment does not need to escape.

And the root of his evasion lies in...

Wu Zhen's other hand was pressing on the back of his neck. With a little force, He Sijia unconsciously leaned forward, and at the same time heard Wu Zhen's indifferent voice:

"You can push me away."

He Sijia raised her hand against Wu Zhen's chest, and her palm was warm through the thin cloth.

But he didn't push Wu Zhen away, but grabbed the other side's skirt and pulled it towards him.

"But you still owe me a candy."

in—

He was taken aback.

He was tempted and deliberately suppressed out of precaution against the strange world, but under Wu Zhen's understatement, he opened the taboo magic box in the bursting silent darkness.

He Sijia tasted the mint flavor between Wu Zhen's lips and teeth, which was the residual sweetness of a sugar.

His breathing gradually became chaotic. He never knew that a simple kiss could be exchanged for such a strong pleasure, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

With his back against the wall and his arms around Wu Zhen, he was immersed in the sensory stimulation at the moment.

When they parted, Wu Zhen wiped his moist lips, gently cupped his face, and said pointedly: "I'm not a woman."

He Sijia was slightly stunned, and then realized that the other party was responding to his previous words.

At this moment, he took the initiative to break free from the restraining cage, no longer harbored scruples, and regained his original courage.

He Sijia turned her face and kissed Wu Zhen's palm, "You were an accident."

Crazy surprises that are irresistible.

Author: Scarlett: I am straight.

Tun Tun: No, you are not.

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Chapter v comment red envelopes drop, okay~

☆、Chapter 23

The indulgence of the previous night became a little more embarrassing after the drunkenness subsided.

He Sijia's embarrassment is not because of the kiss with the same sex, but the sudden change of relationship with Wu Zhen.

He enjoys it, but finds it hard to adapt.

He Sijia didn't have a movie today, although she felt itchy, she didn't have the nerve to go to the set.

Wrapped in the quilt, he typed quickly with his fingers.

[Cerebellar Axe] What is he doing now?

[Little Yezi] Still filming the smoking scene just now.

【Cerebellar Axe】Why haven't you finished filming yet?

[Little Yezi] I don't know, Lao Yu has never given way.

【Cerebellar Axe】Is he in a bad state?

【Little Leaf】...

He Sijia was about to instruct Ye Wenfei to make some indirect remarks when the other party called.

"Ancestor, you don't have his WeChat, so you can't ask directly? Do you want me to be your supervisor?" Ye Wenfei was full of grievances, "Ah Shui has stared at me for several times, I am afraid that he suspects that I am plotting against Angkor."

"That must be because your eyes are wrong."

Ye Wenfei got angry, exchanged a few words with He Sijia, and suddenly asked: "Why are you so weird today, did you quarrel with Angkor?"

He Scarlett paused slightly, "No..."

"Then what do you—forget it, anyway, I'm going to switch locations soon, I can't help you to mark people, you can find someone else, or come here by yourself."

He Sijia snorted lightly, and hung up the phone in a disinterested manner.

He lay on the bed for a while, and decided to go to the set to see, and he couldn't avoid it all the time. What if Wu Zhen misunderstood him and regretted it?

So He Sijia tidied herself beautifully, and even sprayed on perfume before putting on sunglasses and going out.

When he arrived at the set, Yu Feng was filming someone else's scene.

He Sijia looked at the rest area and saw Wu Zhen sitting on the recliner, looking down at the script.

When he walked in, he found that there was a cat curled up on Wu Zhen's lap, which was used as a table mat.

"Isn't this the one in the hotel?" He Sijia looked at the cat quite familiarly.

Wu Zhen was so attentive just now that she didn't notice him coming, so she raised her eyes and smiled slightly, "Morning."

"It's almost noon." He Sijia found a chair and sat down, pretending to be natural and asking, "Why did you bring it here?"

"Feed it something in the morning, and you have to follow me."

As Wu Zhen spoke, he grabbed a cat's paw and waved at He Sijia: "Your brother is greeting you."

"Where is my brother from?"

"Aren't you a little tiger? They are all cats."

"..."

Seeing Wu Zhen's normal attitude, He Sijia relaxed a little and leaned over to hug the cat.

The cat didn't make trouble, and nestled in his arms obediently.

It looks like a heartless meow.

"Did you rest well last night?" Wu Zhen suddenly asked.

"……Yes, how about you?"

"I am not so good."

"..."

After the two kissed last night, He Sijia was in a state of agitation, and had to go back to her room to sleep after making trouble for a long time.

Thinking about it now, it was four o'clock when he went to bed, and Wu Zhen was going to be filming early in the morning, so he probably only slept for less than three hours.

He Sijia stroked the back of the cat a little weakly, lowered her eyes halfway, "So you have been NG all morning?"

Wu Zhen raised the corners of her lips, "How do you know?"

He Sijia immediately shut her mouth tightly.

"Let Wen Fei follow me?"

"Cough, cough, cough—"

He Sijia almost choked to death, and scolded Ye Wenfei for being unreliable, but comparing the IQ of Ye Wenfei and Wu Zhen, she had to blame herself for employing people improperly.

"I'm just asking around."

Wu Zhen smiled intriguingly.

He Sijia always felt that Wu Zhen had malicious intentions, "What are you laughing at?"

"Just a little surprised."

"Ok?"

"You're actually embarrassed."

"Where?!"

"Your ears are red."

He Sijia touched her ears subconsciously, and then realized that she was timid again. Seeing Wu Zhen smiling happily, she cursed angrily, "Fart!"

Wu Zhen still wanted to tease him, but He Sijia's cell phone rang.

It was Mianmian who called, saying that she was going to pick up her pottery instructor at the airport.

"Wanting the Ancients" involves a large number of counterfeit cultural relics. Both He Sijia and Wu Zhen need to be trained in basic operations in advance.The crew specially invited Ms. Wang Bizhi, deputy curator of the Art Museum of B City and a national ceramic master, as the instructor. However, Wang Bizhi's class schedule conflicted with He Sijia's work, so he had to move his training class to the group.

"Is it difficult to learn this?" Wang Bizhi had a tight schedule and could only give the crew three days, He Sijia couldn't help worrying.

"It's not difficult, as long as you understand the surface." Wu Zhen had attended the class before, and casually comforted: "Even if you really can't learn it, the crew has arranged an on-site instructor."

He Sijia nodded, thinking that it would be a big deal to ask Wu Zhen to help him.

At noon, the two of them ate lunch on the set. During the chat, He Sijia had gradually returned to normal. After the meal, she used an excuse to go for a walk, and found a hidden corner with Wu Zhen to secretly kiss.

He spent the whole afternoon on the set to accompany Wu Zhen, and occasionally moved a small stool to sit beside Yu Feng to observe and study, and he was praised by Lao Yu for a while.

It wasn't until Mianmian called again in the evening to urge him to go back, that He Sijia left with a lot of satisfaction.

When he was leaving the hospital, he met Qi Zixu.

In fact, he was quite surprised that Qi Zixu would ask Wu Zhen for an appointment/gun, he thought that the other party was very lofty.

But it is normal in the circle, he is not interested in commenting on anything.

Back at the hotel, He Sijia had dinner first, then went to the pottery room set up by the crew to wait in advance, and about half an hour later, he saw Wang Bizhi.

He Sijia has always believed that temperamental beauties are the scarcest resources, and Wang Bizhi belongs to this category.

He made no secret of his admiration, but he didn't show any intimacy, after all, Wang Bizhi was older than his mother.

"You are Scarlett, you are so handsome." Wang Bizhi spoke softly and smiled gently.

He Sijia bowed slightly, showing extra restraint, "Hello, Teacher Wang."

After a brief greeting, Wang Bizhi actually poured He Sijia a small glass of red wine, saying that drinking a little wine can release inspiration.

"Won't your hands shake after drinking?" He Sijia asked.

"Of course not too much."

Wang Bizhi led He Sijia to the drawing machine, introduced a series of pottery tools to him, and then taught him to knead mud and draw.

Originally, He Sijia didn't have much confidence, but she didn't know that the first piece of pottery was drawn in a decent way, and even Wang Bizhi praised him: "Not bad, Bi Zhenzhen has talent."

He Sijia had a strange expression: "Zhenzhen?"

"It's Wu Zhen. His mother and I are old friends."

He Sijia couldn't help laughing, but at the same time she realized that it was no wonder that the production team invited Wang Bizhi to be the instructor, so it was because of Wu Zhen's face.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a knock on the door.

"Zhenzhen finished filming." Wang Bizhi saw Wu Zhen, and her smile deepened a lot.

Wu Zhen paused slightly, and immediately went to look at the other person in the room, facing a pair of peach blossom eyes full of smiles.

He Sijia's red lips parted lightly, moving silently, drawing two folded words with her mouth.

Wu Zhenhang's fingers by his side twitched nervously. After a while, he staggered his eyes and said with a wry smile, "Aunt Wang, how old am I, can I change my name outside?"

"You are still a child in my eyes. What's wrong with calling you by your nickname?"

Wang Bizhi seemed to be complaining, but her tone was intimate, "Now that you're here, let's practice again. The on-site director hired by the crew is my colleague. If you perform too poorly, it will make me lose face."

Seeing that He Sijia couldn't leave for a while, Wu Zhen agreed to come down.

After drinking a glass of wine, Wu Zhen put on an apron and walked towards a waste machine opposite He Sijia.

When he passed by, there was a faint smell of wine in the air, and the man who was repairing the billet paused without a trace, without looking up, only distracted thinking that every time he drank with Wu Zhen, the other party would easily get on his face , I should be blushing later.

Wu Zhen had already sat down at this time, took a piece of pottery clay, and casually glanced at He Sijia, who was holding a shovel in his hand and meticulously trimming the bottom of the pottery.

Are you so focused?

But in the next moment, He Sijia suddenly raised her face, looked at him with raised eyes, and a small smile leaked out from her long eyelashes.

Wu Zhen subconsciously smiled back, and then heard Wang Bizhi's voice, "Zhenzhen, if you don't pay attention, get out and don't disturb Scarlett's study!"

He Sijia immediately lowered her eyes, straightened her expression, and her movements became quicker.

This reminded Wu Zhen of the past when he was in school when he exchanged eyebrows with his classmates under the nose of the teacher, but if the object was changed to He Sijia, perhaps he should change the word - eyebrows.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he smiled.

The two practiced their own hands. He Sijia trimmed the pottery and wanted to see Wu Zhen's progress.

He thought that Wang Bizhi was being polite when he praised him for being better than Wu Zhen, but he didn't expect it to be the truth. Even if Wu Zhen's mud has not yet formed, it is enough to foresee the failure of the finished product.

Thinking about Wu Zhen still casually saying "it's not difficult", He Sijia almost laughed out loud.

However, Wu Zhen's posture is still very beautiful, and even makes people feel professional. It can only be said that he is worthy of the actor-level imitation ability.

"Finished trimming?"

Wang Bizhi noticed that He Sijia stopped the machine, walked over to have a look, and nodded with satisfaction in her eyes: "It's the first time you come into contact with pottery, and it's very good to be able to do this."

He Sijia was proud in her heart, but her mouth was modest: "It's Mr. Wang who taught well."

"I can teach you well, but I can't teach him well." Wang Bizhi glanced at Wu Zhen in disgust.

Wu Zhen laughed, "Aunt Wang, you know I've been bad at manual work since I was a child."

He Sijia was a little surprised. In his impression, Wu Zhen seemed to be able to do everything well—except for peeling fruits and shrimps, but he was still half disabled.Just as he was gloating, he heard Wang Bizhi call his name, "Scarlett, you can change to a clay brick and set an example for Zhenzhen."

He Sijia readily agreed, usually Wu Zhen would teach him, but it was a rare opportunity to be his teacher, so he was quite excited.

And he does have a bit of pottery talent. He had drawn a bowl blank before, and this time he planned to make a bottle. He found the center point very smoothly, and gradually molded it into the basic shape of the bottle.

While casting, He Sijia did not forget to share her experience. Seeing that Wu Zhen listened carefully, her explanation became more and more detailed.

However, Wu Zhen only looked serious. He was staring at the mud on the turntable, but before he knew it, his eyes shifted to He Sijia's hands holding the mud. A little light blue.

Wu Zhen had always known that He Sijia was fair, but only now did he realize that he was actually a cold white skin that was rare among people of the yellow race.

"You have a try too." He Sijia suddenly got up and gave up the stool.

Wu Zhen reacted a little slower, but fortunately no one noticed.

He sat down calmly, while He Sijia stared at him like a supervisor, but soon lost his patience.

"It's this kind of strength, understand?"

He Sijia directly covered Wu Zhen's hands, leading him to push the mud up from the bottom.

Wu Zhen stared at the intertwined fingers of the two, and said slowly, "Understood."

When ten o'clock struck, Wang Bizhi announced that today's class was over, and before leaving, he assigned a new task for the students to clean up the room together.

The two of them made a fool of themselves and were about to leave. He Sijia found that the tie of the apron was accidentally tied into a knot, and she couldn't untie it, so she had to ask Wu Zhen for help.

But he kept calling "Zhenzhen" a few times, but Wu Zhen still turned a deaf ear.

There was no other way, so He Sijia had no choice but to change her words: "Mr. Wu, please help me."

Wu Zhen glanced at him lightly before walking over.

The two happened to be standing in front of a mirror, and they were about the same height. He Sijia almost blocked Wu Zhen.

He tilted his head slightly, and Wu Zhen's face immediately appeared in the mirror. The other party lowered his head slightly, and there was always a sense of boundary when he was expressionless.

But under the warm yellow light, He Sijia clearly saw that Wu Zhen's cheeks were stained with a blush after drinking, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be dotted with rouge.

"Benefactor Wu, you have karma."

"What?" Wu Zhen asked absently, concentrating on untying the tie.

"You have Slaanesh."

Wu Zhen raised his eyes, slightly puzzled.

"My innocent eyes say they were seduced by you."

Wu Zhen smiled deep in his eyes, and looked straight at He Sijia in the mirror:

"Then Mr. He should have burned himself with karma."

Author: Scarlett: My Ess My Ess!

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Does the red envelope drop in the comments of chapter v!

☆、Chapter 24

He Sijia followed Wu Zhen back to the room, and as soon as the door closed, he couldn't wait to wrap his arms around his neck and kiss her.

He enjoys kissing Wu Zhen very much. He doesn't need to worry about the strength or skill, and he can indulge freely.

Perhaps because Wu Zhen is also a man, he knows how to make him happy.

The intimacy between the two was interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone. Wu Zhen let go of He Sijia, took out the mobile phone, looked at it, and went to the window to answer the call.

He Sijia familiarly dug out a bottle of soda water from the small refrigerator, sat on the sofa and sipped it, and turned on the TV.

His chewing gum commercial was playing on the screen.

It suddenly occurred to He Sijia that in a few days, he would return to City B to handle work. The schedule that was expected at first was a bit boring now.

After watching the advertisement for a while, He Sijia put down the drink can, got up and walked behind Wu Zhen.

He slowly hugged Wu Zhen's waist, and lightly pressed his lips against the back of the other's neck, pecking and kissing carefully, as if teasing and playing.

Wu Zhen's body tensed slightly, and she turned to look at him. He Sijia's eyes were provocative, and she asked silently: Are you exciting?

The other end of the phone seemed to notice Wu Zhen's distraction and didn't know what to say. Wu Zhen replied quickly: "I heard, Scarlett is still in my room, so hang up first."

The mobile phone drew a parabola and landed on the head of the bed.

Wu Zhen kissed the corner of He Sijia's lips, and imprisoned him by the window sill, as if the next moment would be a thunderbolt.But Wu Zhen didn't do anything, just asked, "When are you going back to City B?"

He Sijia didn't expect Wu Zhen to ask this suddenly, she was a little stunned, and subconsciously said, "Number 12, what's wrong?"

"I have an audition on the 17th, and I haven't decided whether to go or not."

"I'm back on the 17th... What? You still need an audition?" He Scarlett was surprised. With Wu Zhen's status, wouldn't it be possible to go through all the good scripts and choose them randomly?

"The competition for domestic male actors is fierce, and I'm not the only one to choose from the capital. What's so strange about my audition?" Wu Zhen smiled, "But this drama is really just a formality."

He Sijia rolled her eyes, "Please tell me if you are hesitant or not? Which one is it?"

Wu Zhen let him go and went to the drinking fountain to get water, "The new film directed by Xi Lu is an adaptation of the novel "Conquer the Peak" with the same name."

"Isn't Xi Lu your old partner?" He Sijia followed up and sincerely persuaded: "And he has a good reputation at the box office, of course we want to go!"

He Sijia remembered that Wu Zhen's first comeback film was directed by Xi Lu. At that time, both of them could only be regarded as transparent, and the cost of the film was not high, but they became a dark horse in the same period.

The two sides achieved each other, Xi Lu became the "Ziwei Star" in the director circle, and Wu Zhen has since entered the public eye, opening the road to becoming a god.

"I'll think it over."

Wu Zhen sat on the sofa with a water glass in his hand, so calm that He Sijia was jealous.

He Sijia sat down next to him, casually took an orange and peeled it, "Drought to death, waterlogged to death, you still hesitate to accept such a good resource, if it were me and my opponents, just be invited Auditions can send out countless drafts.”

Wu Zhen's attention was a little off, "Who are your opponents?"

He Sijia turned her eyes away and smirked, "Aren't you the one?"

In fact, the difference in status between the two is too big, saying that the opponent is purely He Sijia, but there is blood and blood between the fans.

"Well, your fans push me to the ground and rub me every day."

He Sijia choked up and was about to add something when she was pushed down on the sofa by Wu Zhen. At the same time, she heard the other party jokingly say:

"But I can rub you on the ground."

"...Fuck off!"

Friction is impossible. He Sijia doesn't want to be raped, but the freshness and enthusiasm for Wu Zhen will not fade in a short time.

He stays on the set every day, whether there is a play or not.

He played with Wu Zhen when he was resting. If Wu Zhen was in the filming role, he would learn from the director or cameraman, observe the actors from another angle, and gradually gain some experience.

No one in the film crew noticed the ambiguous relationship between He Sijia and Wu Zhen, including their assistants.Mianmian and Xiaoqi are still guarding against the beautiful sisters, but they don't know that He Sijia is right under their noses, and has tasted meat several times.

On the night when Wang Bizhi was sent away, all the scenes in Jinshan County were over. The crew gathered for a simple meal and flew to City C to continue their work the next day.

On the way to the airport, He Sijia and Wu Zhen were in the same car. Because there was a lot of noise last night, he started to feel sleepy not long after getting in the car.

"Want to sleep?" Wu Zhen asked.

He Sijia simply leaned over and rested her head on Wu Zhen's thigh, "Let me lie down for a while."

Wu Zhen ordered Ah Shui in the front row to take a blanket. When Ah Shui turned around and passed the blanket, she saw He Sijia lying on Wu Zhen's lap with her eyes closed, holding Wu Zhen's hand on her heart.And her boss was lowering his eyebrows and gently stroking He Sijia's hair.

Unprepared, Ah Shui was stunned.

She suspected that she was hallucinating, what happened to the strong sleeping feeling between the two of them?

Ah Shui's heart beat faster, and suddenly saw her boss looked up, it was just a very ordinary look, which made her understand the meaning of the warning.She shrank her shoulders subconsciously, trying to reduce her sense of existence, but Wu Zhen had already taken the blanket, and lowered her head to stop paying attention to her.

In the afternoon, the plane arrived in City C.

After landing, He Sijia and Wu Zhen were fully armed.

"Boss, there are fans outside to pick you up." Mianmian said after hanging up the phone.

He Sijia said "Yes", his trip to City C is not a secret, it's not surprising that fans know about it.It's just that I'm used to a life without paparazzi and surrounded by fans, and suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable.

He glanced at Wu Zhen beside him, and was still considering whether to leave separately, so he heard Wu Zhen say, "You go out first."

"Okay, see you at the hotel later."

Wu Zhen smiled, "I won't go to the hotel."

He Sijia was taken aback, "Then where are you going?"

"I go home."

It was only then that He Sijia remembered that Wu Zhen seemed to be from City C.

They have always been together for more than a month, and their living space is narrow and closed. It is easy to have an illusion, as if double-sidedness is the only focus of each other.Now returning to the bustling metropolis is like reconnecting with the real world and returning to the original point.

There is a lot of people here.

And Wu Zhen also has her own life.

He Sijia was inexplicably upset, she still smiled, but was blocked by the sunglasses and the mask, "Then do you come to stay at night?"

There is no flight from Jinshan Airport to City B, so he will stay in City C for one night and fly directly to City B tomorrow morning.

"Probably not, I have to stay with my parents." Wu Zhen raised his arms and hugged him, "Teacher He has a good trip, come back and take you to play."

The two parted at this point, and He Sijia left the airport with flowers and cameras from fans. When they arrived at the hotel, they found that Lu Xin was waiting for him.

He Sijia was very surprised, "Sister, why didn't you say anything?"

"I have a surprise for you." Lu Xin said with a smile.

It turned out that another artist under Lu Xin happened to come to C city to record a show. She didn't need to follow her, but considering that He Sijia would fly from C city to B city, she stopped by to pick him up.

Lu Xin briefly explained to Mianmian and Xiaoqi, then pulled He Sijia, "Let's go, sister treats you to hot pot."

City C is famous for its food all over the country, restaurants and snacks can be found everywhere, Lu Xin found a hot pot restaurant with a good business, and there were only her and He Sijia in the big private room.

While waiting for the food to be served, Lu Xin talked about business.

The reason why He Sijia asked for leave halfway was to cooperate with A's brand promotion.

Before he joined the group, he signed an endorsement contract with the A family, and won the top title among his peers, but he kept it secret.

The day after tomorrow night, A's family will hold a special reception for him, officially announcing his endorsement.

"Tomorrow, when you arrive in City B, go with me to meet Mr. Chen of Family A. He will be in charge of public relations, and then we will shoot promotional materials in the afternoon." Lu Xin flipped through the itinerary on her phone, "There are three more magazines, the day after tomorrow Shoot two letters first, and I made an appointment for you on the morning of the 14th for the "GQ" one. This is the first time you have unlocked a top-line men's magazine, so you must pay attention to it and don't make any fools."

There are only two first-line men's magazines in the domestic fashion industry, namely "GQ" and "Esquire". If it weren't for the strong push of the A family, He Sijia's qualifications would not be able to get in at all.

"As long as others don't mess with me, I can do nothing." He Sijia didn't care.

Lu Xin pretended not to hear, and solemnly reminded, "The schedule is very fast, you need to adjust well, you know?"

Although He Sijia was salty, she seldom objected to Lu Xin's arrangement, so she nodded obediently.

Lu Xin smiled slightly and changed the subject: "How is your performance recently?"

He Sijia boiled a piece of meat, "You make several calls every day, why don't you know?"

Lu Xin did know, but was a little surprised by He Sijia's safety, "I was thinking of treating Mr. Wu to a meal, thanking him for taking care of you and urging you to improve, but he went home."

He Sijia's eyes widened, "He urged me to improve?!"

"Then why not? Without Mr. Wu's good example, how can you think about learning?"

"..."

He Sijia averted her eyes, not daring to meet Lu Xin's gaze.

He even felt a little bit of sympathy for his own manager.

If Lu Xin knew what a "good example" Wu Zhen had set for him, she might be able to die with Wu Zhen.

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very relaxed, but it made He Sijia forget the little bit of unhappiness when she parted with Wu Zhen.

It's a pity that the good mood didn't last until the end.

The fate of people is so strange. There are more than 900 million square kilometers in China, with a total of 14 billion people. He actually met his brother's fiancée in a small hot pot restaurant.

At that time, He Sijia was waiting for Lu Xin to pick up the car in the parking lot when she suddenly heard someone calling him.

At first, he thought he was recognized by fans, but when he turned around, he realized it was Xue Ran.

"Scarlett?" Xue Ran was a little uncertain as she recognized the young man outside the car window.

He Sijia took off her mask and sunglasses, smiled faintly, "Sister Ran."

He didn't explain why he came, nor did he ask Xue Ran why he was there.

On the contrary, Xue Ran took the initiative to say that he came to City C for a meeting, and asked his old classmates for supper.

"Your brother said before that he would come to work, but he's been too busy lately..." Xue Ran had nothing to say, she and He Sijia were barely a family, but the relationship was really unfamiliar these years, and I really didn't know what to talk about in private.

"It's okay, I'm fine in the crew."

He Scarlett was always polite and polite. He glanced at the other side of the parking lot, "My manager is here, so I'm leaving first. I wish you a happy dinner."

"Oh, okay, be careful on the road."

Xue Ran watched He Sijia get into the car, but only looked at the rear of the car going away, but she thought of a boy, a shy and quiet boy who always liked to listen to her talk.

Five years later, He Sijia became too strange, so strange that she doubted whether the boy in her memory really existed.

Xue Ran was full of disappointment, and He Sijia was also preoccupied, so she didn't talk much after getting in the car.

Lu Xin noticed that he was in a bad mood, and asked what was wrong, but he didn't say a word, just turned his head and stared out the window, the neon lights and night reflected in his pupils.

When the car stopped at an intersection, He Sijia felt the phone vibrate in her trouser pocket, unlocked it, and saw that it was Wu Zhen who sent a WeChat message, asking him what he was doing.

He Sijia was not in the mood to return, but after the car restarted, he still typed slowly.

[Cerebellar Axe] I just ate hot pot.

[Actor Wu Zhen] Do you like it?

[Cerebellar Axe] It's okay, what are you doing?

[Actor Wu Zhen] Watching fish fight.

【Cerebellar Axe】?

Wu Zhen then sent a short video showing two pale pink fish in the fish tank, mouth to mouth, as if kissing.

The coldness between He Sijia's eyebrows and eyes seemed to melt away, and she slightly bent her eyes.

[Cerebellar Axe] You're here to lie to me again, is this called a fight?

[Actor Wu Zhen] Kissing perch has the habit of protecting its territory. When fighting, it will stick its lips together, so it is also called kissing fish.

He Sijia had been cheated by Wu Zhen too many times, so she went online to check and found out that it was indeed the case.And perch not only "kiss" between male and female fish, but also "kiss" between two male fish.

He switched back to the WeChat page.

[Cerebellar Axe] What gender are your two fish?

[Actor Wu Zhen] They are all male fish.

He Sijia bit her lip and smiled.

[Cerebellar Axe] Mr. Wu.

[Cerebellar Axe] I also want to fight with you.

Author: friction friction is the devil's pace.

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