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Shen Ge didn't even attend the private gathering of the filmmakers, and couldn't wait to go back to the hotel, but Ling Jiale told him that he didn't plan to play Fang Jue anymore.

"Why?" Shen Ge's surprise can be imagined, he obviously liked it so much on the phone.

Ling Jiale brought up many reasons: worrying that if she went too deep into the drama, she would be very tired, and her body and spirit would be overwhelmed;

He has said so, Shen Ge will naturally not put pressure on him, but regret is inevitable after all.This play is Wang Xu's previous style, with relaxed dialogue, wrapping the core of tragedy with comedy, and compressing that core to a minimum.A small number of viewers can see the core through this playful shell, so they will have more pleasure, and film critics can play more, which is good for marketing; most viewers can't see it, so they just watch it relaxed and lively, and they won't feel bored.This is Wang Xu's way of making money.

But Ling Jiale saw it, he saw the helplessness and compromise in this story, and he and Fang Jue had a great resonance.This is the goal that Shen Ge wanted to achieve by meticulously revising the script. Now that the goal has been achieved, Ling Jiale refuses to go one step further.After all, I was still a little lost.

It was rare for the two of them to have dinner together, and the conversation at the dinner table was naturally still about the play. Ling Jiale asked him if there was anything else he needed to prepare, and if there were any difficulties.

Difficulties... "The Artist" is a book that Wang Xu put aside. The preliminary work has been completed, but the great director has a whim and makes "Sweat Through Shirt" jump into the queue.Now that the project has been restarted, although Wang Xu does not name the director, he has been helping Zhang Luo all the time, and all the actions are quickly on track. The only change is the leading role.

At first the starring role was a newcomer, but later he planned to change to Ling Jiale, and the investors hesitated.Shen Ge assured them that Ling Jiale would not ask for sky-high film remuneration, but the investors said that what they considered was not the issue of film salary, but the issue of audience popularity, and they were also afraid that Ling Jiale would be in trouble. Scandal, cost too much.

The original words that the investor said to him at that time were: "What is the most afraid of when making a movie? It's not that half of the filming is miscarried, but that the filming and publicity are all done, and the end result is dystocia."

Now that Ling Jiale doesn't plan to act, then..."There is no difficulty. I'm still going to be Producer Liang as the producer. This kind of subject matter is not sensitive. The top and bottom have been arranged, and the film arrangement is guaranteed. Wang Xu will guide me in terms of shooting, lighting and photography. It’s still that group of people who got along well with me…”

Ling Jiale listened carefully to what he said, and nodded in admiration: "I believe in you, I know you can do it!"

Shen Ge smiled at him, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Ling Jiale looked at him for a while, feeling more and more guilty.

Before going to bed at night, Ling Jiale said: "When we go back, I will move in a while, to your community, okay?"

Shen Ge was a little surprised when he suddenly mentioned this.They discussed this matter before, and it was naturally his proposal, which was rejected by Ling Jiale, because he didn't want to leave any clues for the paparazzi to play.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Ling Jiale's eyes turned away, and he looked like he was talking about him: "That's right, I suddenly remembered, I haven't shown up all the time, there must be a day when I will be angry."

Shen Ge looked at him silently, and when Ling Jiale felt more and more guilty, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed him, "It doesn't matter if you don't move, isn't it romantic for us to date abroad like this. And your house has just been renovated, so Good dance studio, don't be a pity, what do you think?"

Ling Jiale became happy again, and leaned into his arms relaxedly, "It's a pity, it cost a lot of money at that time! Then when you are not busy, can we come out to play again? I still have two visas. Moon, make good use of it."

"it is good."

Two days later, Shen Ge's birthday arrived, to be precise, it was Beijing time's birthday, and Berlin was still the evening of the previous day, so Shen Ge didn't remember it at the time.

He returned to the hotel with good news, and said to Ling Jiale: "I convinced the other judges that director Xiao Jia can win the award."

Ling Jiale congratulated him with a smile, and asked him if he wanted to eat cake.

Shen Ge is really not good at celebrating birthdays. Even Ling Jiale forgot that there was a birthday cake when it was his birthday. When it was his turn, he couldn't react, and asked stupidly: "Cake? You ordered a cake ? Why do you suddenly want to eat sweets?"

If he didn't know him too well, Ling Jiale would have thought that he was deliberately playing dumb to tease him.He took out the birthday cake hidden in the cabinet and opened the exquisite package.Candles have been inserted on the cake, twenty of them, each representing one year old, which is every year that Shen Ge has worked hard and earnestly.

Ling Jiale turned off all the headlights, leaving only the light in the entrance, and the room became dark.

"Lighter." He stretched out his hand to Shen Ge.

Shen Ge stared blankly at his busy work, then took out the lighter from his pocket and handed it over rather dullly.

Ling Jiale bent down to light a candle. He was obviously not very good at using a lighter. He was very inexperienced in using it. He was also a little afraid of fire. Every time a flame jumped out, he couldn't help shaking his hand.

"I'll do it." Shen Ge walked over and reached out to him.

"No." Ling Jiale refused with a smile, as if coquettishly, "You are a birthday star, just waiting to blow out the candles!"

Shen Ge's outstretched hand paused in the air, then fell down, holding Ling Jiale's other hand that was resting on the edge of the table.

The flames increased one by one, illuminating Ling Jiale's face. This warm yellow tone will make Ling Jiale's face appear soft white, as quiet as a classical oil painting, while the seriousness on his face The expression showed an indescribable tenderness in this tone.

Ling Jiale lit all twenty candles, held Shen Ge's hand, the flames danced in his eyes, and said to Shen Ge: "Shen Ge, happy birthday to you!"

"This is also a sense of ritual." Shen Ge thought this way, his past [-] birthdays have been exactly the same, and it is not clear in retrospect, but he can remember today for a lifetime.

Shen Ge blew out the candle in one breath, clasped his hands together and made a wish like a little girl on TV.

It took him a long time to make a wish, and Ling Jiale asked him, "What wish did you make?"

Just as Shen Ge was about to answer, Ling Jiale covered his mouth again: "No, no, you can't say it! It won't work if you say it! Why do I keep forgetting!"

Shen Ge took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his palm, and the corners of his mouth, which had not been falling down, were raised higher, and the teeth were exposed between the opened lips, "You can be smart without talking, can't you?"