818 The president next door and his cat

On the way to the room, Wen Qibai received a call from Su Jingyue.

Su Jingyue's voice was deep and sweet, coming through radio waves, ambiguous and gentle, like the murmur between lovers.

"Tired?"

Wen Qibai pushed open the door of the room, and snorted into the phone, "It's so much easier than being with you."

Su Jingyue smiled softly on the other end, the exhaustion of the day's running around seemed to disappear, and only thoughts remained in his heart.

"After this filming is over, you can terminate the contract and come to my place."

Su Jingyue's voice echoed in his ears, and Wen Qibai's heart seemed to be beating rapidly a few times uncontrollably, and then he was suppressed, and he replied coldly, "No."

"If you are so arrogant, the master will punish you."

Wen Qibai: ...the one who masters your sister!

"Where did you go on a business trip?" Wen Qibai changed the subject, put the earphones into his ears, and talked to Su Jingyue while tidying up the room. It is estimated that he will live here for a while, so he still needs to tidy up.

Su Jingyue raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was past nine o'clock, and the little guy would probably be sleepy after chatting for a while.

"Why, do you want to come and accompany me?"

Can't communicate anymore, Su Jingyue can't chat at all, every time the two of them finish talking, there will be a stunned silence between them, and then they talk about a new topic, and then they are interrupted again, just talking back and forth Gossip for half an hour.

"I won't talk anymore, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed." Wen Qibai yawned very punctually after looking at his watch.

Su Jingyue motioned to the secretary to put the documents on the table, and said good night to Wen Qibai with a smile before hanging up the phone.

"This is the day-to-day plan proposed by the chairman of Cheng's Group. Please read it over." It was not Zhang Yao who followed Su Jingyue this time, but a new secretary.

Su Jingyue put the phone on the table, picked up a dozen thick documents and casually flipped through a couple of pages, seemingly not interested.

"Mr. Su, will you attend Patriarch Cheng's birthday party tomorrow night?"

Su Jingyue was lying on the table and poking and texting on his mobile phone, but he didn't even lift his head when he heard this, "I won't go."

"Yes."

"Tell Zhang Yao later that my trip abroad will be postponed for a while." Su Jingyue clicked send before opening his mouth, looking at the phone with a smile in his eyes.

"Yes."

Ning Fan's filming process was as rigorous as Zhang Qi's, and Ding Ling was stuck several times because of his poor expression, and he was about to cry.

This scene is about the female lead being beaten by her husband. Ding Ling laughed at the beginning, but almost cried in the last few times. Even Xu Yao, who played with her, was a little impatient. During the break, the face is so dark that it can be used as a blackboard.

"It's okay, I won't be nervous after a few more visits." Wen Qibai was squatting with Ning Fan to knead melon seeds, and waved at Ding Ling.

Ning Fan took out a bunch of candied haws from the side and bit off a hawthorn. He was also very down-to-earth, without the airs of a director at all.

Of course, only during the intermission, this guy is also a lunatic when filming.

Ding Ling was so frightened by Ning Fan's aura when he was filming that he didn't dare to do anything wrong, let alone eating melon seeds, her hands are still shaking now.

"Just treat your husband as Ning Fan, and you will never forget this expression now." Wen Qibai and Ning Fan ate a bunch of candied haws separately, and then wiped their mouths to remind Ding Ling.

Ning Fan frowned and looked at Ding Ling, "You are acting too unnaturally, you have to know, you are not acting, you have to devote yourself to this role, you are not playing her, you are her, do you understand? Seven Bai, why did you eat the last one, I ate two less than you."

There were eight hawthorns on a bunch of candied haws, he only ate three, while Wen Qibai ate five, two more than him.

Ding Ling: Why does she always feel that the last sentence is the key point.

"Are you kidding, one for each is just right." Wen Qibai quibbled and went to look at Ding Ling again, "Let Director Ning show you the right scenes later."

Ning Fan is very supportive of the newcomer, as can be seen from Ding Ling, Ning Fan sincerely hopes that she can play this role well, but Ning Fan does not know how to act, let alone play against Ding Ling.

Wen Qibai obviously wanted to watch the fun and take revenge on him.

"Brother, I admit that I was wrong yesterday, you shouldn't be treating me like this." Ning Fan whispered to Wen Qibai secretly, "What's more, you really ate two more candied haws than me."

Wen Qibai glanced sideways at Ning Fan and said emphatically, "I didn't eat too much."

Ning Fan: ...

Ding Ling couldn't take it any longer, a leading actor and a director, the two of them were arguing endlessly over two hawthorns, it would be embarrassing to talk about it.

"I'm going to buy two more strings, can you give Ding Lingtong this part of the play?" Ning Fan suggested, he really doesn't know how to act, and only Wen Qibai can do this kind of thing.

"I want two strings." Wen Qibai put forward his request very seriously, "mental damage fee."

Ning Fan admits his failure and volunteers to run errands to buy candied haws. Wen Qibai picks up the script and stands up, playing with Ding Ling.

"The most important thing for you right now is to be nervous. Now that Ning Fan is not here, you don't need to be nervous. He is not a scourge, so he can't scare people to death." Wen Qibai put down the script and comforted him, and smiled when Ding Ling relaxed. "Then let's get started."

Ding Ling picked up the rag to wipe the table, Wen Qibai kicked the door open drunkenly, looked around the room, finally fell on Ding Ling, sneered and walked in.

Ding Ling lowered his head and wiped the table vigorously, even his back was tense, his eyes were erratic.

"Bitch, what are you pretending to be?" Wen Qibai walked over, snatched the rag from her hand, and threw it vigorously on her face, "Tiantian only eats and doesn't work, so I can't even grow a seed."

In the small mountain village, sons are preferred to girls, and those who give birth to girls are sluts. The hostess was beaten every day after giving birth to her daughter. The husband of the hostess injured his lifeline in a fight. Since then, he can no longer have children, leading to more and more extreme With such a personality, he would find fault with the heroine every day and beat her up severely.

Ding Ling huddled on the ground trembling, not daring to make a sound.

"Don't you want to see Lao Tzu?" Wen Qibai was even more angry when he saw Ding Ling like this, grabbed the heroine's hair and pulled her head up, and the two of them looked directly.

Wen Qibai didn't find his own contact lenses today, Ning Fan asked someone to buy them but he still hasn't bought them back, so he can only hold his green eyeballs.

Ding Ling and Wen Qibai looked at each other, those green pupils were full of fierceness and murderous intent, she couldn't find the slightest sense of familiarity, she even thought that this man came to kill her, just to beat her, so she couldn't help but look back Shrunk, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I won't do it next time... I'm sorry..." His mouth opened and closed, Ding Ling's eyes were full of panic, and he even flinched.

"Next time, I will beat you to death this time!" Wen Qibai dragged a chair from the side and slammed it down.

Ding Ling was so frightened that she hugged her head and shouted in horror, but she couldn't escape. She was desperate... her despair was extreme, no one could save her, no one could save her, all that awaited her was death.

The pain did not come for a long time, the hair was loosened, Wen Qibai burst out laughing, put the chair back in place, then looked sideways at Ding Ling, "Have you found the feeling?"

Ding Ling didn't react yet, but just nodded blankly.

Wen Qibai was valued by his teachers when he was in school. The instructor once said that he would definitely become a generation of actor, but he didn’t expect that his career would not go well, and there was no crew who dared to ask him. Only Ning Fan still skipped the agent I came to him directly, otherwise, this matter might have ended in nothing.

Ning Fan was standing by the side with a candied haws in his hand. He had no doubts about Wen Qibai's acting skills, but felt very sympathetic to Wen Qibai's experience.

Suppressed by the company, betrayed by the agent, even when he was hospitalized, there were people who were eager to replace this role, and the investors also proposed to withdraw their capital because of him. If Ning Fan insisted not to change the protagonist, this role would have been replaced long ago.

But now, Ning Fan thought about his cousin's performance, and estimated that this situation would never happen again.

"Why so fast?" Wen Qibai took a bunch of candied haws from Ning Fan's hands. The place selling candied haws was not close, so why did Ning Fan come back so quickly.

"Oh, I got the props from the costume crew next to me." Ning Fan was lucky this time. The crew next to him just bought a lot of candied haws for filming today, so he went to follow several strings.

"The crew next to it?" Wen Qibai bit a hawthorn, he really didn't know there was a crew beside him.

"Director Zhang's production crew, oh, Brother Zhang, you're here." Ning Fan and Zhang Qi were considered acquaintances, after all, Zhang Qi was also Su Jingyue's friend, and as his cousin, the two of them also had a little bit of intersection.

Zhang Qi has been looking here for a long time. He came to see Su Jingyue's little lover with an attitude of gossip, but he didn't expect to find another treasure. He pulled his messy bird's nest head, and Zhang Qi looked at him with glowing eyes. Wen Qibai.

Wen Qibai: ...and see the wretched man again,

"Hello Director Zhang." Wen Qibai greeted Zhang Qi respectfully, apart from other things, he also admired Zhang Qi very much.

With a wretched smile on his face, Zhang Qi sized Wen Qibai from top to bottom, pausing on those green pupils, "Are you wearing contact lenses?"

"No, brother Zhang, Qibai has this pupil color. I was asked to buy black contact lenses this morning. I asked the assistant director to buy them, but I haven't come back yet." Before Wen Qibai had time to speak, Ning Fan explained clearly for him.

As for the color of the eyes, Zhang Qi deserves to be an artist. His brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. It seems that Su Jingyue likes Bi Tong. That cat is also Bi Tong, and this person is also Bi Tong. Next time he goes out to play, he can call him Bi Tong. Blonde girl.

"Do you have time at noon? Let's have a meal together." Zhang Qi invited.

Wen Qibai smiled slightly, "Director Zhang invites you, so there's no reason not to go."