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Jiang Qiushi was busy in the office until nearly ten o'clock before leaving. Unexpectedly, there was still a light on in the big office.

The working hours in the circle are not fixed, and Jiang Qiushi rarely asks employees to work overtime when there are no emergencies.

"Why aren't you off work yet?"

The company has newly signed a few newcomers, Sister Ya assigned Mengmeng some tasks from the publicity team, she was writing a publicity plan with a bitter face, when she suddenly heard the question behind her, she was startled.

"There is some work to be done, boss, please go back and rest early."

Seeing that it was Jiang Qiushi, Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief, habitually took a sip of the milk tea on the table, and bit the pearl in her mouth slightly and timidly under the gaze of the boss.

"Work?"

Jiang Qiu walked to the computer and carefully checked the PPT she made.

Mengmeng felt like sitting on pins and needles, weakly said: "I haven't finished it yet, I still need to modify it."

Jiang Qiushi looked down at the little assistant who looked like a quail, retracted his hand holding the mouse, and tapped on the desktop: "Not bad, there is progress."

Mengmeng's eyes lit up immediately.

"As long as you learn more from other seniors, go back today and continue tomorrow." Jiang Qiushi raised his hand to look at his watch.

"Okay, I'll be right away." Mengmeng responded again and again, "I'll pack up and leave."

She sucked in the last sip of milk tea in one go, and there was an empty gurgling sound from the straw.After saving the document, the computer was turned off, and the odds and ends were stuffed into the bag. After quickly tidying it up, he jumped in front of Jiang Qiushi: "Okay, okay, boss, I've packed it."

Jiang Qiushi raised his hand to turn off the light, and the small flashlight he carried with him shone a beam of light. He turned to look at Mengmeng: "Let's go, it's so late, I'll see you off."

In order to save money, Mengmeng moved to a remote community not far from the company after selecting a new location for the company. It takes 10-[-] minutes to walk.Sometimes Jiang Qiushi could see the other party missing the bus and rushing to the company to check in with breakfast in his mouth.

Choose a taxi fare of more than ten yuan and choose to face the boss?Mengmeng quickly bowed her head to the power of money, and said very obediently: "Boss, please."

The vehicle slowly drove out of the office building. It was almost late at night, and many lights were still on in the office building. The delivery boy hurried in with a big bag of lunch boxes.

It was probably the night that made people feel hypocritical, Mengmeng sighed softly as she looked at the few delivery guys coming and going at the door of the office building.

"Boss, I'm sorry." She apologized very seriously.

Jiang Qiushi didn't expect the other party to apologize again, and responded subconsciously: "It's okay, the matter is over. Besides, you didn't mean it."

Mengmeng drooped her head, feeling unspeakably sad.

If Jiang Qiushi lost her temper with her assistant like other artists, she might not feel so sorry.

It's been almost two years since I joined the job, and I still make such careless mistakes.Mengmeng suddenly felt that those fans and Sister Ya were right, and she didn't seem to have done anything except carry her bag?It's rare to meet a good boss who doesn't dislike newcomers, what's the result?What did you do?

It's been almost two years, is it still so underdeveloped?

Jiang Qiu didn't respond for a long time. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw the assistant quietly wiping away tears, trying to keep his eyes wide open so as not to cry out.

"Did I make you unhappy? Sorry."

Hearing the boss's seemingly bewildered voice, Mengmeng's tears could no longer be held back, and big drops rolled down, hitting the palm of her hand.

She gasped, not daring to cry out, her voice was trembling, she suppressed her crying and responded: "No, it's me. I made a mistake, it was me."

"Boss, you... You don't have to always find reasons from yourself."

"You're fine, really."

She buried her face in the palm of her hand and wept, as if she vaguely heard a slight sigh from Jiang Qiushi in the driver's seat.

The collapse of an adult only took a moment. After the energy passed, Mengmeng gradually changed from being sad to being embarrassed.

The car was parked downstairs in her rented house, and it had been parked for quite a while.Jiang Qiushi was staring at the banner hanging at the gate of the community outside the window, wondering what was so interesting about the fading banner.

"Is it better now?" Jiang Qiushi asked as if sensing her embarrassment.

"It's much better, I'm sorry boss, I wasted your time." Mengmeng wiped away her tears and got out of the car at the speed of light, "Boss has worked hard, goodbye boss."

"Good night."

Seeing the lights on the floor where Mengmeng lived, Jiang Qiushi drove out of the complex.

Ah Xiang accompanied Jiang Qiushi to the filming work on the second day, Mengmeng stayed in the company to handle chores, and she was assigned to "study" under the leader of the publicity team.

Jiang Qiu worked late for ten days, and had to get up early the next day to film. His face was already a little pale, but after the makeup artist applied the paint, he became even paler and haggard.

Zhuo Shao'an was walking the dog with one hand and holding people with the other. Seeing Jiang Qiu's "sick beauty" appearance, Jiang Rong exclaimed in a small voice, "What's wrong with you? Suddenly you look so bad."

Jiang Qiushi waved his hands: "It's okay, it's just makeup."

Taking a closer look, it was indeed the effect of makeup, so Jiang Rong felt relieved and sat down to watch the filming.

She has no resources behind her, and the company is not very good. After she has a bad face, she relies on the enthusiasm that Jiang Qiushi feeds back to [Tianjiangming] after she becomes more and more popular.She has very complicated feelings for Jiang Qiushi who helped her at the celebration banquet many years ago, she wants to be close, but also a little sour.

The same movie comes out, why is there such a big gap between male and female protagonists?

What Jiang Rong is most afraid of is the media writing such headlines.

Zhuo Shaoan was adjusting the equipment, when he turned his head and saw Jiang Rong's eyes, he rubbed the other's soft curly hair comfortingly.

"His acting skills are very good, let's learn more, and find a movie for you when the time comes."

Zhuo Shao'an's taking on the scene, of course, is not the kind of messy scene he made before.Jiang Rong nodded softly and said hello.

"I watch him study, but I also want to watch you."

Zhuo Shao'an couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, touched her face, calmed down and returned to the set to prepare for filming.

With the girlfriend present, it is necessary to be gentle. The staff who have been scolded by the director with a loudspeaker couldn't help being flattered. The director became angry from embarrassment and returned to his original form in a second.

"What are you looking at? Have you checked out the equipment? You need to use it later. Get it ready right away! Don't waste time."

"And you, you, you, why are you unbuttoning your white coat? Can you untie your white coat during working hours?! Nurse? The nurse will also button it up for me."

"Where's the prop group? You ate the knife on the bedside table?!"

"Who told you to hold the real knife? Are you responsible for hurting someone?"

……

Jiang Qiushi sat on the hospital bed, facing the director's roar, and the two old actors' lines.Others on the set did not dare to make a sound, and quickly completed their work.

The hospital scenes are concentrated in the early stage, most of which are He Wangshu's disheartened, self-mutilation and suicide scenes.

The set quickly fell silent, and the cameras filmed silently.The mother, who had turned gray overnight, sat by the bed, holding He Wangshu's skinny hand.

"Son, Mom knows you're sad, but life has to go on. Let's cheer up, shall we? Mom will stay with you, shall we?"

"There are so many people in the world, and some can't see. They have to get used to it. Besides, Wang Shu, didn't the doctor say that? There is hope for our eyes to be cured."

"Let's not give up hope, shall we?"

Hearing this, He Wangshu's fingertips moved and his eyelids quivered slightly.

"It's hopeless." He said softly.

It must have been a long time since he spoke or drank any water, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Mom, I heard what you said to the doctor before. The doctor lied to me, and it can't be cured."

He is like a prisoner who has been sentenced to death by fate, accepting his fate calmly and almost numbly.

Du Mei trembled her lips, her throat was choked, and she couldn't speak.

He Wangshu blinked his dull eyes lightly, pretending to be him, with a fragile smile on his face.

"Mom, don't try to persuade me, I can accept it. I am now, just a little uncomfortable." He Wangshu forced a smile, "Mom, even if I lose my eyesight, I have to go on, right? Life That's the way it is, that's the capricious me, I'm just a little unlucky."

"But, but I'm still alive, aren't I?" he said with a smile. "From today on, let me practice living as a blind person."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, your father and mother will support you." The mother was tearful, rubbing each other's eyebrows over and over again like she was treating a young child more than ten years ago.

As long as you are alive and well, you can do anything.

This morning, He Wangshu folded a piece of clothing under the guidance of his mother.

"It's not difficult at all." He Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, "Mom, I want to eat an apple, and I want to learn how to peel an apple."

"Okay, okay." Mother He took He Wangshu and sat down on the edge of the bed, "I'm going to buy it now, wait a minute, I'll be back soon. What's the matter? Call the doctor."

Hearing the sound of mother He's footsteps going away, He Wangshu sat on the edge of the bed, and the smile on his lips drooped little by little.

His gaze was sadder and more hopeless than before.

The curtains were opened, and the bright sunlight shone on his lifeless face, casting a layer of light golden light on the patient, and the wind blew the fine hair on He Wangshu's forehead.

Ordinary people will squint their eyes and their pupils will shrink when facing light.Jiang Qiushi forcibly held back his physical reflex, blinked very slowly, and let the sunlight shine directly on him.

It is a kind of enjoyment to watch actors with superb acting skills. This long shot is completely natural, whether it is Du Mei or Jiang Qiushi, there is nothing wrong with it.

Originally, it was enough for He Wangshu to sit by the bed and change his face, but Jiang Qiushi didn't break away from the role, and Zhuo Shaoan didn't say it was over, so the camera continued to run and pointed at Jiang Qiushi.The studio was completely silent, and the radio equipment was closer to Jiang Qiushi.

The young man stood up gropingly, "looking" at the sunlight pouring in from the window, and walked slowly to the window.He stretched out his hand and resolutely closed the curtains, and the whole ward was darkened immediately.

Zhuo Shao'an couldn't help shouting hello from the bottom of his heart.

The man turned around with a smile that was uglier than crying. Tears were already streaming down his face.

He Wangshu's eyes returned to dead silence.

"Cut!"

The whole space became quiet due to the silence of the man. After Zhuo Shaoan finished his decision, the set seemed to come alive suddenly. Makeup was reapplied, the light was adjusted, assistants and staff surrounded the artist Spin around and ask for warmth.

Jiang Rong has been watching the monitor beside Zhuo Shao'an, and now the camera is playing back, and she also follows without blinking.

Zhuo Shao'an was afraid that she would be tired, so he asked someone to bring a stool for her to sit on, but Jiang Rong shook her head unwillingly, holding Zhuo Shao'an's big rough hand, and leaned on the other side.

"Let me see, didn't you say you want to study?"

Her voice was a bit strange, Zhuo Shao'an didn't pay much attention to it, and stretched out his hand to comfort the other's soft hair that was leaning on his shoulder.Jiang Rong paused, then said softly, "His acting skills are getting better and better."

"Indeed, he is very good." Zhuo Shao'an rarely met such a cooperative first-line artist, and he was not suppressed in the slightest when playing with old dramas.

Jiang Rong's eyes were covered by the hair hanging down on his forehead, and his eyes were dim.

At the end of one day's shooting time, it was already sunset. After Jiang Qiushi took off his makeup, he regained his complexion and was ready to go to Lin He's dinner.

Lin He had been married for so long before he remembered to introduce friends to his wife.