Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

Yu Han ignored Du Sheng, directly blocked Du Sheng's phone number and WeChat, and continued chatting with Jin Peng instead: "Don't talk nonsense, I only treat him as a younger brother."

The bar was full of noise, Jinpeng was drunk there, almost couldn't laugh out loud when he heard this: "No one will send roses to my brother, right?"

When they were abroad, Jinpeng and Yuhan lived in the same house, they didn't interfere with each other, they chatted sometimes, and they knew each other better.Jinpeng didn't know Yu Han's personality, so it would be great to recognize a younger brother.

Yu Han calmed down and said, "It's not roses, it's camellias."

At that time, Jinpeng hadn’t watched the movie "Love Letter", so he didn't know the meaning of camellia. When it was released later, when I thought about it, I just thought, tsk.

Jin Peng said: "Okay, then do you mind if young actors make some large-scale movies in the future? You hated this when you first returned to China, right?"

"It seems that the next part of the young actor is going to audition for this?"

When Yu Han first returned to China, he became famous after successfully investing in a project. An old director from the film and television industry came to him to invest in making a movie, and he was full of tears.

It was not a particularly large sum of money, Yu Han read the script and agreed.

Yu's mother was engaged in art during her lifetime, and Yu Han was more tolerant of things related to art.

How could you have imagined that the movie would be a bad one?The script was changed beyond recognition, and the leading actor was replaced by another investor, using some vulgar means to attract attention.

Later, Yu Han only followed the trend of the traffic era to set up an entertainment company, and handed it over to a broker to take care of it. He only read the financial report every year and rarely asked questions.

Yu Han said softly, "How did you know he was going to audition? Du Sheng told you?"

The mood in this tone can't be called good.

Jinpeng took a sip of wine: "Who else can there be besides him? You just treat him too well for the sake of your aunt's face. He came from a scholarly family. Let's see what he looks like now?"

Not to mention the arrogance of literati, they were completely blackened when they entered the circle.

"What are you going to do? Really continue not to invest in his variety show?"

"No investment," Yu Han said without the slightest hesitation, "Besides, change the program director system, retain his position as director, move backward in order, withdraw all the resources given to him, and also, the network."

This is a bit cruel.

Generally speaking, no circle can avoid worshiping the high and stepping down, especially the entertainment circle.

When Du Sheng entered the circle, Du's mother begged Yu Han to give him several resources, so that Du Sheng never suffered, and everyone in the circle agreed that Du Sheng and Yu's family were related, so Yu Han naturally Will not deliberately deny.

Now that Yu Han is doing this, he is basically telling everyone that the Yu family has nothing to do with Du Sheng.

Jin Peng swallowed a sip of wine, honestly speaking, he only thought that Wen Nuobai was very important to Yu Han before, Wen Nuobai seemed to have a good temper, and it was normal for the two to have some feelings when they got along.

Looking at it now, it is estimated that Wen Nuobai's weight in Yu Han's heart needs to be added a few more weights.

Du Sheng's mother had some relationship with Yu's mother. Yu Han helped Du's family a few times because of Yu's relationship with Yu's mother and the years of reading together when they were young.

In fact, Jin Peng felt that Du's mother had done too much. It was out of love for Yu Han to help the Du family, and it was his duty not to help. As a result, Du's mother didn't seem to have thought of this level at all, and even asked Yu Han to help her son enter the entertainment circle.

Yu Han is also quite difficult.

Jin Peng sighed in his heart: "Aren't you worried that Du Sheng's mother will have a hard time?"

"Why worry?"

After reading a report, Yu Han took off his eyes, rubbed his brows and said, "For the Du family, I am not doing charity."

Jinpeng laughed loudly, stopped laughing and said jokingly: "Then, are you doing charity for the younger brother you just met?"

There has been no reply for a long time.

Jinpeng was not in a hurry, put his phone aside, and went to tease his companions instead. He was always surrounded by people, love, love, these things were very distant things for him.

It will not be so precious to a person.

Everyone gets what they need, it is better than the real feelings to hurt the body and mind.

His side didn't leave until midnight, someone knocked over the wine and splashed a little on him, as if he drank a lot of wine, and there were a lot of teasing messages on wechat.

Heck, Jin Peng turned off his phone and felt a little boring again.

Yu Han's news didn't come until he came home.

A very brief voice message: "No."

"Will be willing."

It's not charity, it's his willingness.

It is willing to ask a friend what kind of gift to give, and it is also willing to replace roses with camellia.

Jinpeng turned on the light at home, and the shirt with the open neck gave off an unknown smell of alcohol mixed with something, but it didn't matter, he lived alone, no one cared.

He thought of the Wen Nuobai he saw that day, his skin was very fair, even whiter under the light, his eyes were light and gentle, he bent his eyes and called Brother Yu Han, he was very sincere, it was hard not to be likable.

Obviously only met once, but the image is very profound.

Jin Peng suddenly felt that Yu Han's relationship might be different from what he imagined.

It's different than anyone imagined.

Jinpeng leaned on the sofa.

what.

Seems to be a little envious of Yu Han.

Wen Nuobai tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep. After thinking about it, he sent a voice to Xu Ling: "Are you there? Are you asleep?"

Xu Ling: "I'm asleep, don't disturb me."

Wen Nuobai has already finished the next voice: "I want to ask you something, I have a friend who is going to act in a large-scale play and hasn't auditioned yet, but he is worried that a person who is very important to him will care about it, should he tell me in advance ?”

Xu Ling: "If you say this, I won't be sleepy anymore."

Wen Nuobai: ...

Xu Ling sent a text message: [I have a friend who is my series [smile]]

The smiling face of the little soybean seemed to be mocking Wen Nuobai's cover-up.

That is to say, there is no cover.

what.

Wen Nuobai lay down on the bed and held up her phone, waiting for Xu Ling's reply while searching Baidu.

As soon as the Baidu web page popped up, the first three items were advertisements.

Forget it, it's less reliable than Xu Ling.

Xu Ling asked him first: "Do you care about this person?"

Wen Nuobai felt that there was no need to think about it: "I don't care."

"That's it." Xu Ling didn't even ask too much: "Since you care about it, no matter whether you have an audition or not, as long as you have the idea of ​​an audition, tell him directly."

Upon hearing this sentence, Wen Nuobai instantly understood.

Yes, he was just thinking that it was unnecessary to say before the audition, but since he has the idea of ​​acting, it would be good to discuss it with Mr. Yu.

"okay, I get it."

He was wrong, but Xu Ling was quite reliable.

After solving the problem, Xu Ling started again: "Quick! Is it that wild man?"

Wen Nuobai: ...

Changed the subject: "Have you not returned to Nancheng yet? Which friend did you meet?"

This diversion of the topic was very successful, Xu Ling finally let go of asking Wen Nuobai, and instead started talking about this topic: "Bai'er, if you have a friend who is very different in identity and personality, would you Are you going to continue with him?"

Isn't this him and Mr. Yu?

"See if you want to." Wen Nuobai's voice was very gentle at night.

The two asked similar questions, and it's not that they don't have the answers, but it's just a bystander who needs confirmation.

"I see," Xu Ling said, "Go back to Nancheng and have hot pot together."

"it is good."

Wen Nuobai put down the phone, took a deep breath, and decided to discuss it tomorrow.

Or tonight?

But Mr. Yu may have fallen asleep.

It's one o'clock in the morning.

Wen Nuobai looked at the desk next to him and thought of a good idea.

At 01:30 in the morning, Wen Nuobai was pinching the letter he had written for half an hour, flattened a camellia flower in the box, and put it in the letter, preparing to slip the letter into Yu Han's bedroom through the crack of the door in the middle of the night.

It will neither disturb Mr. Yu's rest, nor save the embarrassment of talking face to face.

After all, he brought up this matter before the audition, as if he was sure that Mr. Yu would care about it. If Mr. Yu didn't care at all, it would be embarrassing.

In the middle of the night, Wen Nuobai didn't dare to turn on the light, so he turned on the light of his mobile phone first, and went over to check, but there was no light shining through the crack of the bedroom door.

Just right.

Wen Nuobai squatted down carefully, and stuffed the letter into it bit by bit.

The door slit was too thin, and it stuck in half.

Wen Nuobai's palms were sweating a little, he pinched the other side of the envelope and stuffed it in forcefully.

Go in a little more.

The yard is old, and when it was redecorated, some original objects were kept as much as possible, including the door, which was made of antique wooden doors. The walls were soundproofed, but the door was not.

In the middle of the night, there was a rustling sound.

Wen Nuobai finally stuffed most of it in, heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and shook it, maintaining the same posture for a long time, quite sore.

Looking at the remaining letters, he let out a breath.

The door swung open.

Wen Nuobai still lowered her head and shook her hands, her back stiffened when she heard the sound, her eyes widened in surprise.

Mr. Yu is still not asleep?

"what are you doing?"

On the wooden floor, Yu Han stood barefoot in front of Wen Nuobai.

what are you doing?

Wen Nuobai looked down at the floor, feeling that he was looking for a gap to see if he could get in.

With a click, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Wen Nuobai froze and did not dare to move.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Yu Han picking up the envelope, and heard the sound of the envelope being torn apart, and the camellia caught in the letter accidentally fell, and fell to the ground, right next to Wen Nuobai's bent leg.

Make a very slight noise.

Wen Nuobai covered her face, ah.

This is so embarrassing.

Wen Nuobai heard the envelope being opened.

He wrote about 600 words, and it should take a minute and a half to read?

No, maybe with Mr. Yu's speed, it should be very fast.

It seems like 1 minute has passed?

Wen Nuobai didn't count the exact time at all.

Yu Han knelt down and pinched the envelope: "Is it because of this that I can't sleep?"

It's not polite to talk to others without looking at them, but Wen Nuobai dare not look at each other now.

So he turned his face, looked at Yu Han's collar as much as he could, and whispered, "Yeah."

He didn't see the collar, but he saw Yu Han's Adam's apple, rolling up and down with a cold arc unique to Mr. Yu.

Yes, it's pretty nice.

Wen Nuobai's face was a little red.

Yu Han looked at him with disheveled hair, bent his knees and lowered his head, and a camellia flower fell beside him.

It is really……

Yu Han stretched out his hand in front of Wen Nuobai, but didn't make a sound.

Wen Nuobai hesitated and put one of his hands on it.

Then he stood up abruptly following the movement of Yu Han's hand.

Wen Nuobai:? !

Yu Han chuckled a few times, as if he couldn't help teasing Wen Nuobai sometimes.

"When it comes to scale, I do mind a little bit."

Wen Nuo's white hand was still held in Yu Han's dry palm.

He coughed, and it was indeed as he had guessed from everyone's attitudes, Mr. Yu cared.

If he really cared about it, Wen Nuobai thought, he could also try to avoid such scenes during the contractual marriage period.

There will be opportunities to play in the future.

"However," Yu Han looked down at Wen Nuobai's fair side face with his head tilted slightly: "Baibai, you call me brother, I naturally have to bear the title."

"I said, I'll give you luck, if you like acting, then do it."

Wen Nuobai was stunned for a moment, then raised her head.

He remembered that when he acted in "Love Letter" a few years later, Yu Han put his lips on his forehead with a sense of ritual, wishing him success in acting.

Inexplicably tonight, my forehead seems to be burning a bit.

The author has something to say: This time it is not a fever.

Come on, the cuties are hugging Tao, Tao is encouraged, Tao wants to grow thicker tomorrow!

good night

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