crescent moon [entertainment circle]

"Five o'clock." Gu Qingyue looked in a good mood, "Come here."

Jiang Lingshun sat next to her, a little embarrassed.

She has forgotten how to get along with Gu Qingyue. In her memory, she always yells at Gu Qingyue, so much so that Jiang Ling can't learn to get along with him normally. She has been married for more than two years and only spends a little time together. several months.

"You've lost weight," Gu Qingyue sized her up for a while before saying, "Didn't you eat well?"

"have eaten."

The room fell into silence.

Jiang Ling wondered if he had made the situation too embarrassing, and was about to speak, when Gu Qingyue asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"I'll do it myself." As soon as he got up, Jiang Ling realized what he had said, looked at Gu Qingyue, but didn't notice that she was looking down at the script, and there was nothing wrong with her expression.

"What do you want to eat?"

Gu Qingyue shook his head, but did not look up from the script.

Jiang Ling went into the kitchen, closed the kitchen door and couldn't help but patted her mouth against the door: "Will you speak or not?"

Since eight years ago, Jiang Ling has been unable to treat her like before. She knows that their marriage contract is just a business contract, and she is just a chess piece used by Gu Qingyue to restrain her parents. It is also willing.

Jiang Ling was used to it simply, and cooked a small bowl of vermicelli in clear soup, but didn't dare to put any oil in it.

"You just eat this?" Gu Qingyue felt inconceivable. In her memory, Jiang Ling had never eaten less than two bowls of rice since junior high school. How could it be just a small bowl of dried noodles?

Jiang Ling hummed: "This is what an artist should do."

In terms of body management, Jiang Ling is still conscious.

Gu Qingyue seemed to laugh, and she said mockingly: "What kind of artist are you? What kind of movies have you filmed in the past few years?"

See, she knew that the peace just now was just an illusion.

"It's just that you don't care." Jiang Ling muttered.

Gu Qingyue put the script aside, nodded as if agreeing with her words: "Indeed, but there is no need to care."

All of a sudden, Jiang Ling felt that the noodles in clear soup in his bowl were even more tasteless.

After two simple bites, Jiang Ling cleaned the bowl and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Gu Qingyue has always joined the group seamlessly, and she can count the days she stayed at home on one hand, and she doesn't know how long she will stay at home this time.

Jiang Ling just came out of the bathroom, her hair was wet, she brushed her hair aside and wiped it with a kerchief, when she was at home she seldom used a hair dryer, it was a habit.

Gu Qingyue was watching TV, didn't know what she was looking for, kept pressing the remote control to change channels, saw Jiang Ling coming out, looked at her figure who was wiping her hair just as she was about to say something.From her angle, she can only see Jiang Ling's side face, her eyelashes are long and thick, her bright eyes are glamorous but not seductive, her exposed skin is as white as jade, and her waist is slender.The more Lu Qing thought about it, it seemed that they hadn't seen each other for more than three months.

Jiang Ling brushed her hair for a while, she didn't know if it was her illusion, but from the corner of her vision, she always felt that Gu Qingyue was looking at her, Jiang Ling turned her face slightly, and she was meeting her gaze.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Come here."

Her tenderness is like a spell to her, as long as she gently waves or calls her name, she will rush to her side without hesitation, just like her parents persuaded her many times not to do this.Her parents only thought that she was doing it for her family and the company, and only she knew that the reason why she agreed to this agreement was only for Gu Qingyue.

Gu Qingyue took the kerchief in her hand, and said warmly, "I'll help you."

Jiang Ling was startled, and obediently sat beside her, with her back turned to her, Gu Qingyue picked out a few strands of hair and wiped them gently.The two were very close, and Gu Qingyue could clearly smell the fragrance of Jiang Ling's body, mixed with the smell of shampoo.

The two of them didn't speak, and there was only the melodious singing of the singer on the TV in the living room. Gu Qingyue didn't like talking very much since he was a child, and now Jiang Ling, the only one who loves to talk, has also become quiet. , and this little time is also very boring.

Jiang Ling caught a glimpse of the script on the coffee table and asked casually, "Is your next play "No Return"?"

Gu Qingyue replied: "I'm thinking about it."

Jiang Ling has never read the script of "No Return", but knows that the production team of this film is not good. The director and producer are newcomers in the industry. With Gu Qingyue's current status, there are no good resources. If she Accepting this film is tantamount to providing free blood packs to others, and she will be sucked infinitely. Moreover, because of her great reputation, if the film does not respond well, it will inevitably be criticized and affect her reputation.If the movie received a good response, it would not benefit Gu Qingyue much.

Jiang Ling knew that Gu Qingyue had a great say in her studio, and she had always selected scripts by herself, and her vision was indeed good. Most of the works she starred in these years have won awards.But this movie is a little too risky.

Jiang Ling opened her mouth to persuade Gu Qing to think more carefully, but then realized that she didn't seem qualified to persuade her.

Gu Qingyue didn't hear her speak again, only saw her lowering her head, she didn't know what she was thinking, reached out and touched the tip of her hair, seeing that it was almost dry, Gu Qingyue put down the kerchief in his hand, and walked to the bathroom .

After a while, Gu Qingyue's voice came from the bathroom: "Jiang Ling."

Jiang Ling was startled when she heard the words, and looked up to the bathroom to ask what's wrong, when she saw Gu Qingyue holding the cigarette Guo Xiaoxiao gave her in the afternoon: "What is this?"

I heard the sound of water coming from the laundry room,

"……cigarette."

Gu Qingyue naturally knew that it was cigarettes, what she was puzzled was not this, but why would she buy cigarettes?Did everything she said to her last time fall on deaf ears?

Under the persecution of her eyes, Jiang Ling faltered for a long time without saying anything.

Last time, Gu Qingyue accidentally discovered the cigarettes given to her by an artist from the same company, and taught her a lesson.

That time made her feel like Gu Qingyue in high school, every time after she finished a fight, he would help her deal with her wounds and teach her not to do this.That was the only time in so many years that Jiang Ling saw the shadow of the past in Gu Qingyue.

Seeing the news that she was about to wrap up, she obsessively asked Guo Xiaoxiao to buy cigarettes.

When Gu Qingyue saw that Jiang Ling didn't speak, he assumed that she was acquiescing, and felt a little cold in his heart, but felt extremely mocking. Even if she didn't listen to her, couldn't she take into account her current identity?

"I..." Jiang Ling didn't explain anything under Gu Qingyue's gaze.

I did not do it on purpose?This is not mine?I just want to hear you talk to me in the same tone that day?

The same trick can't be played a second time, looking at Gu Qingyue's obviously unhappy expression, Jiang Ling felt that he was being stupid.

I also realized that I actually wanted to use this little trick to win her attention?

Seeing that Jiang Ling turned his head away without explaining, Gu Qingyue threw the cigarette on the table, walked to his bedroom, and said lightly: "Even if you don't care about yourself, you should also care about the people around you."

Can Jiang Ling hear that the meaning of her words is to tell her not to cause trouble to the people around her?

So are you afraid that you will cause trouble for her?

Then there was only the sound of a door closing.

The house was very big and empty, and there were several bedrooms alone. Since they got married, Gu Qingyue seldom slept with her. The only few times when Gu Qingyue was drunk, he asked her to take care of her in a daze.

Apart from Gu Qingyue's occasional unilateral tit-for-tat, they actually get along peacefully, because they feel ashamed, so Jiang Ling always gives way.

Jiang Ling felt that she was a tool to restrain her parents, but Gu Qingyue never used her to threaten to harm their family, and even did not restrict her from going home to see her parents.

Glancing at the second bedroom where the door was closed, Jiang Ling sighed, glanced at the script on the coffee table, and paused for a moment.

If Gu Qingyue could say that he was thinking about it, the drama should be stable.

Jiang Ling hesitated for a moment, and sent a message to Wang Zhi.

[Sister, do you know "No Return"? ]

Wang Zhi seemed to be busy, so she replied after a while: [I know. ]

With almost the same beginning, Wang Zhi knew what she was thinking without having to guess. Before Jiang Ling could ask again, Wang Zhi took the initiative to ask again: [Do you want to act in this play? ]

[The production team is not very good, but you have no works and no actual performance, so it is more than enough for you. ]

For a moment, Jiang Ling didn't know whether she was belittling the play or scolding her.

[I can't play the heroine, so I just want to join in the fun and see how other people act. ]

[Do you know who played it?Just go to study?In case it is an internet celebrity who is not a major, what do you study? ]

In recent years, many dramas with not very good production teams have used Internet celebrity actors. They have nothing but good looks, and less popular ones are sprayed more.

One of the advantages of being an artist of Tiancheng Entertainment is that the company will regularly train its artists, inspect their acting or singing skills, and have senior guidance. The company cares about the professionalism of artists. Idol strength school, pay attention to the work itself presented by the artist.

In Wang Zhi's eyes, Jiang Ling is a good seedling, but it's a pity that Jiang Ling doesn't have a heart, and Wang Zhi doesn't even understand why she wants to be an artist.

[Not an Internet celebrity, but a person with very good acting skills, I can only reveal so much. ]

Wang Zhi:? ?

Why do you think Jiang Ling is better than her in the industry?Jiang Ling knew about things she wasn't sure about?

[How good is the acting?It would be better to have Gu Qing?Let me just say this, unless Gu Qingyue plays this drama, there will be no splash at all. Although I haven't read the script, what's the point of an ancient chivalrous drama?Sweet pets are popular in the market now. Look at the same-sex sweet pet drama that was just released a few days ago. Cheng Yuting has directly risen to the third-tier star. What about you?Still playing tricks in the corner, you really pissed me off, tell me about you...]

Wang Zhi was probably busy, so she directly replied a voice to her. In the end, the voice became louder, and Jiang Ling turned down the volume, guessing that the remaining ten seconds should be scolding her.

What made her even more desperate was that when her eyes fell on the phone screen again, she saw several consecutive voice messages of more than ten seconds.

And the number is still increasing.

Jiang Ling: ...