Star Chaser [Entertainment]

Wen Qing groaned under the quilt face down, and said helplessly:

"It's Shu Xin."

He closed his eyes and took a few breaths, then picked up the phone: "Hello."

Shu Xin recognized his voice, "Where are you?"

It was "you", not "you", she didn't ask "Why did you answer the call to Ai Changle", she directly asked what she wanted to ask at the beginning.In fact, she had already guessed that they were together when she called Ai Changle to find Wen Qing.

"At the hotel." Wen Qing answered truthfully, and Ai Changle next to him lowered his head and grabbed the pillow, feeling ashamed, feeling that this answer was a bit blatant.

Shu Xin didn't have time to think about whether the two of them were reading scripts and chatting together in the hotel or doing something embarrassing to talk about, so he said directly:

"Jiang Bowen's birthday is today, and we're going to celebrate it in Group A. When will you come over?"

Wen Qing was stunned: "Birthday?"

Ai Changle also sat up, looking at Wen Qing blankly.Jiang Bowen is the chief director of this show, mainly in charge of Group A. It is reasonable to say that everyone should go to celebrate the chief director's birthday, but why was there no news before?

Shu Xin seemed to know what they were wondering about, "Recently, the crew's shooting time is very tight, so I didn't think about making a big deal. I just asked someone to buy a three-layer cake and eat it after work. You are in Group B, so it's no wonder that you don't know. But Jiang Bowen took good care of you when filming, I think you should go there."

Wen Qing was using the hands-free, and both of them could hear Shu Xin's words clearly. They exchanged glances and nodded helplessly—it was indeed time to go.

It took almost an hour to rush there, and when the celebration was over, it was probably midnight.

In other words, it cannot be done today.

Both of them are young, and now they are in high spirits, and the little brother is also full of energy. Of course, it will be difficult to bear it.But the two things do have priorities, and they can't delay the business for selfish desires.

Ai Changle grabbed the pillow with both hands, tilted her body, and pressed against Wen Qing's chest, feeling extremely wronged.

Wen Qing planted a kiss on the top of his hair, and said softly: "Go change clothes, I'll call Jia Jun and ask him to go down and drive. Huh?"

The last single note was deep and sexy, blowing away the slightest unhappiness in Ai Changle's heart.

"Yeah." He raised his head from Wen Qing's arms, raised his fists with high fighting spirit, "Next time, find a time with plenty of free time and have a good time."

The two put down their little brother, changed into casual clothes and went downstairs.It was already [-] o'clock in the evening when we arrived in group A, but the crew that had planned to call it a day hadn't stopped busy. When I asked, it turned out that Zhong Ran had slowed down the progress.

Jiang Bowen has a solid eye, and decided that the scenes that were filmed today must be finished, not to mention that Zhong Ran's relationship has not been in place for a day or two, so he can't be used to him every time.

"Director Jiang, don't be angry, don't be angry, he probably isn't in good shape today, why don't we wait until tomorrow to shoot? It's still your birthday today, so don't get angry over such trivial things."

Since Zhong Ran's recent state is really not good, manager Tian Pei has already rushed over, watching him recite his lines every day, and hired a private acting teacher to dig out his emotional details.But with little success.

Seeing that something was wrong, the director's assistant also handed over a bottle of iced drink, and whispered to his ear:

"Brother Wen, Wen Qing and the others are here."

Jiang Bowen didn't expect Wen Qing to come. After all, his birthday was only celebrated in a small area, and he didn't want to bother the people, so he didn't inform Group B.

"Wen Qing? When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived. Director Zheng's assistant also came, saying that he couldn't get away in Group B, and asked his assistant to bring a gift."

Jiang Bowen looked at the entrance, and then at Zhong Ran, who couldn't act out the last scene, and decided to finish filming the scene first.

"Go over and receive him, I'll come after I finish watching this paragraph."

He called Zhong Ran to him with solemn eyes, "Zhong Ran, to be honest, when I direct a play for you, I often think of Ai Changle. Yes, he is a stand-in, but he does it well every time." , much more professional than you."

"Director Jiang, it's okay if you don't like me, but don't use a double to overwhelm me." One is the profession he despises the most, and the other is the person he hates the most.

Jiang Bowen did not regress: "The only difference between you and him is that you have a packaging company."

These words irritated Zhong Ran.He became angry from embarrassment, but his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and he felt that what he said was true.

Speaking of it, it's not that he doesn't know how to act at all, it's just that he is at a disadvantage in mobilizing emotions, especially in crying scenes, where the expressions are basically in place, but the tears still can't fall.Hearing that Wen Qing was coming, he was already anxious. After all, it was hard to think about not seeing each other for more than 20 days. Not only did he miss this opportunity to meet because of his own reasons, but he was also told that he was not even as good as a substitute.

In a hurry, I finally cried out.

Jiang Bowen, who was in front of the monitor, finally let go of his frown that had been frowning all night: "Ka, this one is over."

It's Director Jiang's birthday, so of course the crew has to celebrate it a little.Although there was no feast in full swing, there were still a lot of snacks and drinks in front of the cake, so there was nothing wrong with having a little fun.

The things were arranged by Jiang Bowen's assistant. Originally, Tian Pei found him the day before, and suggested to call a few cars to contract a one-stop party, make it more lively, and they will pay for it.Rejected by Assistant:

"Brother Wen doesn't like too much noise."

Tian Pei then stuffed him with a car key, saying it was a birthday gift for Jiang Bowen.This brand of car is not cheap, it costs more than 100 million.The assistant's eyebrows raised—it seemed that Zhong Ran's company had lost its money this time.

That's right, my own artist's professional ability is poor, and I can't stand upright in front of a big director, so I can only use these heretical methods to try to arouse the director's favor.

However, Jiang Bowen didn't like this set either.

"Sister Pei, I can't be the master of this." He returned the key to Tian Pei, smiled respectfully but distantly, "Since it's a congratulatory gift for Brother Wen, why don't you give it to him yourself, it will hurt you Better."

Tian Pei still has a way of seeing people, knowing that he can't give it to Jiang Bowen directly, so he asked his assistant to help him transfer it.But the other party obviously knew her intentions, and even more aware of her boss' temper, so she refused to accept it.

This is tricky. "Life of Fireworks" is about to wrap up, but Zhong Ran has never been affirmed by Jiang Bowen. If this relationship is not handled well, the chance of cooperation with Jiang Bowen in the future will be very small.

"Sister Pei, would you like some red wine?" She was worrying about this, when a staff member raised a glass of red wine and came over.

She felt strange, "Isn't there no wine order?"

The staff smiled: "This is a congratulatory gift from Brother Qing to Director Jiang. Director Jiang left a bottle and said that he would give this bottle to everyone to taste. Be quick and slow."

Tian Pei glanced at the bottle, the 83-year-old Earl Lamodre was indeed a good wine.

Jiang Bowen in front of the cake table shook the goblet in his hand, lowered his head, took a sip, and nodded comfortably:

"Sure enough, after drinking so much wine, it's still the winery's taste for me. Wen Qing, I'm determined."

Wen Qing also took a sip, "The most important thing is that Director Jiang likes it."

Therefore, even if it is a gift, money is not the only measure.The most important thing is to grasp the preferences of the recipient and find out whether they want apples or pears.

Seeing this scene, Tian Pei's eyelids jumped violently.

Wen Qing, the stone that will always stand in front of them, regardless of fashion resources, film and television resources, they can only pick up what Wen Qing picks and chooses. Now even the interpersonal relationship is slightly inferior. In the future, the entertainment industry will not be dominated by their own company. ?

However, Wen Qing is not easy to deal with, but his newly signed Ai Changle is a blank piece of paper without any personal background, so there is nothing to do?

It was already midnight after leaving the crew, and the evening wind at the end of September had already started to cool down. Ai Changle shivered as soon as he emerged from the crowd.

Chatting with Jiang Bowen just now, he also drank several glasses of red wine, now his face is puffy like a freshly ripe peach.

"Brother Qing, I'm so happy today." When getting into the car, Wen Qing held his hand in his palm and told Cheng Jiajun to drive slowly.

"I was still depressed when I came out of the hotel, why are you happy now?" He asked.

Ai Changle leaned lazily on his shoulder, feeling like he was filled with honey, "Just now you were talking to Director Jiang, and I was standing next to you, so close. In the past, when you were talking to the director, I could only be there Standing far away, now I can stand beside you, I feel so happy."

He is an extremely easy to please person.Just being able to stand beside Wen Qing in the crowd and see him when he looked up would make him happy for many days.

"I will be happier in the future." Wen Qing said.

Ai Changle's senses were a bit dull, so he didn't hear his murmur, and said his own words:

"I just stood there openly, and they didn't think anything was wrong. Hehe, they thought you signed me, so it was okay for me to be next to you, but they didn't know that we were together hehehe, only we knew hehe ..."

When he spoke, he carried the residual scent of red wine, which made people's nostrils waft with the scent, and he couldn't help but want to kiss him and taste the taste of Qiong Niang.

This little Taozi always said that he was very charming, but she didn't know that her ruddy complexion and slightly sluggish eyes were what made people scratch their heads the most.

"Taobao, let's make it public. Standing by my side as a boyfriend, I will be much happier than now."

Ai Changle hummed and refused: "No way. Brother Qing will lose fans after it is made public."

Wen Qing's eyes were soft: "I don't care about this."

"But I care." Ai Changle looked straight at him, "If you get hurt because of my relationship, I will blame myself to death."

He is slightly drunk now, and his tone of voice is sticky when he speaks, a bit coquettish.His alcohol capacity is not very good, especially after drinking a lot in the hotel today, and he came here to drink a few more glasses, which made him react a bit.

"It can't be kept secret forever, can it?" Wen Qing said.

"Wait for me, give me some time." When he said this, his eyes were shining, "I worked hard to film, and after I won the award, I can stand by your side with confidence. Brother Qing, believe me, I will Will work very hard.”

His eyes were clear, like dewdrops under the morning sun, clear and agile.

Wen Qing rubbed his cheek with her thumb, "Okay, let's work hard together."

Ai Changle hastily touched his little finger, "Pull the hook."

"Okay." Wen Qing always followed him.

The two fingers with different skin colors are clasped together, and there is no weirdness that does not match the age, but it is very harmonious.

"Pull hook, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change, change, it's a puppy!"

Ai Changle recited his oath very solemnly, then raised his head and pecked Wen Qing's lips.

"Huh?" Wen Qing was a little puzzled.

Ai Changle is confident: "Stamp it. Don't you have to stamp it when you make a statement now?"

Cheng Jiajun in the driver's seat was stepping on the gas pedal with no desires, staring straight at the road ahead, not daring to squint at all.At the same time, my heart kept hypnotizing myself——

"I can't hear and I can't see, I can't see and I can't hear, I don't know anything..."

The author has something to say: Cheng Jiajun, it’s really miserable