[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Gu Zhanqiao was completely dizzy because of Mo Tongtong's sudden kiss.

It wasn't until when I said goodbye to Lu Sanbao on the eleventh floor that I came back to my senses.

Because she has something to announce.

She walked out of the elevator on the eleventh floor with Lu Sanbao Fengjiang and said, "Next we will prepare a movie."

Lu Sanbao was so frightened that his fat body trembled—he had no idea that Gu Zhanqiao had decided on a movie: "What? When did you decide on a movie?"

"This afternoon." Gu Zhanqiao said.

She saw the original film before Mo Tongtong edited it. Apart from the stupid thing she did at the end, she also saw Chang Weiying and Lu Sanbao crying and laughing at the same time saying that they would help her make a movie.

They say they are their inspiration.

Many years ago, when she made her first movie, someone said similar things.

But the final result was that although the box office was a hit, the main creative staff watched her turn away disappointed.

At that time, Gu Zhanqiao didn't care about this matter at all.

She could even guess why the other party was disappointed, it was just that she always didn't cooperate with the shooting, and the shooting was not serious.

Thinking about it now, Gu Zhanqiao felt a little guilty.

How many opportunities did she miss and how many people's hearts did she break?

Lu Sanbao seemed to gradually realize what Gu Zhanqiao was talking about.

She didn't go out at all in the afternoon, so she could decide on other movies. The only possibility was his and Chang Weiying's... movie.

His eyes widened, and for the first time the whites of his eyes, which were squeezed by the fat, were clearly visible: "You mean..."

Gu Zhanqiao nodded with a smile: "Yes, isn't it very good, you are all people I trust."

On the contrary, Lu Sanbao couldn't believe it. This incident was so sudden and unbelievable that he subconsciously thought of the obstacles he would encounter after agreeing: "Sister Cao won't agree—not to mention, Qiao Qiao, you believe in us and believe in us. Our movies are two things, and if we screw up in the end, you'll be laughed at."

Gu Zhanqiao pursed her lips: "Why do you want to think about messed up things first?"

Lu Sanbao looked serious: "Because I don't want you to be hurt."

Gu Zhanqiao laughed: "You have such a mood, don't mess it up."

Lu Sanbao was almost too excited to be himself, but when he looked over Gu Zhanqiao's shoulder and saw Mo Tongtong standing behind her, he felt like being poured cold water.

Mo Tongtong frowned tightly, and she didn't look happy at all.

You know, their script is still counting on Mo Tongtong. In fact, even they understand that most of the basis for the success of this movie lies in Mo Tongtong's willingness to make "Dream of Flowers".

This can be said to be the original work that made her a god, and she never sold the copyright of the film and television.

He wanted to say something to Mo Tongtong, but Mo Tongtong had already pulled Gu Zhanqiao's wrist first, and said, "Let's talk about this matter tomorrow, sister will come over tomorrow, you can discuss it in detail."

Lu Sanbao could naturally see that this was what Mo Tongtong didn't want to talk about, so he nodded, bid farewell and entered his house.

Gu Zhanqiao, who was alone with Mo Tongtong, remembered what happened just now.

In fact, not just just now, but also the lingering beauty of last night, I don't know whether it was a spring/dream or reality.

When Gu Zhanqiao thought about it, her cheeks became hot and her ears were so red that they were about to drip blood.

But she has to admit that from the bottom of her heart, she loves this kind of development. She likes Mo Tongtong kissing herself, likes Mo Tongtong's breath intertwined with her, and likes staying in Mo Tongtong's arms.

It was as if they were going back to their rooms after saying good night, and even though today was a successful day, she still couldn't help but feel lost, as if something had been dug out of her heart, and she felt a little empty.

Looking at the new set of beds, Gu Zhanqiao suddenly thought of something, turned around and left her room, and opened the door of Mo Tongtong's bedroom.

After opening the door, Gu Zhanqiao remembered that he should knock on the door, so he froze in place and knocked on the door panel slowly.

Mo Tongtong was about to change clothes, half unbuttoned his shirt, and saw Gu Zhanqiao barging in.

She raised her eyebrows and watched Gu Zhanqiao knock on the door unnaturally, her eyes briefly met hers, and then quickly moved away.

While continuing to change clothes, Mo Tongtong said, "If you forget to knock on the door, forget it."

She put on her nightgown and approached Gu Zhanqiao, asking, "What's the matter?"

Gu Zhanqiao was thinking about what kind of excuse would make her request to sleep in the same room as Mo Tongtong naturally.

She thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Tongtong, I slept in your room yesterday, was it noisy?"

Mo Tongtong shook her head: "No."

Although he was drunk while taking a shower, he fell asleep quickly after he finished.

Gu Zhanqiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I also remember that I slept quite well."

Mo Tongtong hesitated whether to tell her about the fact that she turned her head in the middle of the night while sleeping.

But she didn't say it in the end because she thought of what Gu Zhanqiao wanted to express.

Sure enough, Gu Zhanqiao put her hands behind her back and tried to pretend that nothing had happened and said: "Speaking of which, I don't have to do that, but you know, I've been having nightmares recently, if it's possible, um... well ...do you understand what I mean?"

Mo Tongtong almost laughed out loud.

But she suddenly thought of what happened in the bathroom yesterday, and her muscles tensed again involuntarily.

She can still think of the lights at that time, the steam that filled the air at that time, and the brocade-like skin and heavy breathing in the water vapor.

Does Gu Zhanqiao remember this incident?

Mo Tongtong observed Gu Zhanqiao's expression and felt that she should have no impression.

If she also remembered, she should be a little more nervous like herself.

Sleeping in the same bed awake with each other and sleeping in the same bed unconscious are two different things.

Mo Tongtong was more or less aware of this.

But when she looked at Gu Zhan who pretended to be nonchalant but concealed an earnest gaze, she couldn't refuse at all.

She even felt that saying "no" to Gu Zhanqiao was doing something wrong.

So although reason told her to refuse, her emotions seemed to directly override the control of her brain, making her seem calm and natural to say, "Do you want to sleep with me? Of course."

Gu Zhanqiao, who was beaming with joy, would never know how violently entangled Mo Tongtong, who seemed calm and normal after saying "Of course."

She somewhat felt that Mo Tongtong had been in the bathroom for a long time, and after turning off the light and going to bed, she was too silent.

Gu Zhanqiao had already taken a nap before, so she is not too sleepy now.

She wanted to talk to Mo Tongtong, but she thought that Mo Tongtong hadn't slept before, maybe she was already very sleepy, so she hesitated whether to speak or not.

Mo Tongtong's behavior after going to bed was the same as she usually does in many things. After laying down, she remained motionless, not only did she not turn over and change positions, she didn't even seem to breathe.

After getting used to the darkness, Gu Zhanqiao peeled off the quilt and looked, and saw a neat and uniform cocoon bulging around her, with only a few strands of hair falling outside.

Are you asleep?

Gu Zhanqiao really wanted to ask this question, but what if Mo Tongtong, who was really asleep, was woken up because of this?

So she lay on the pillow and turned her head to look in Mo Tongtong's direction, thinking that Mo Tongtong who was wrapped in the quilt looked extremely cute, even if she didn't even show her face.

The night was dark and the room was quiet, Gu Zhanqiao could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

She couldn't help reaching out her hand and touching the bulging quilt.

The warm body temperature is transmitted under the quilt, and when you reach out and touch it, you can feel a slight ups and downs, just like a small animal sleeping peacefully.

Gu Zhanqiao whispered beside Mo Tongtong's pillow, "Good night."

Then she rolled over and let herself fall into a dark, sweet sleep.

And Mo Tongtong, who had been keeping his eyes open and almost numb half of his body, after Gu Zhanqiao's "good night", silently said "good night", adjusted his posture slightly, and closed his eyes. Eye.

Before falling asleep, she thought: This is not as difficult as she imagined, and it even seems to make her feel more at ease.

So when she opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright, Gu Zhanqiao's head was placed in Mo Tongtong's arms, and her fluffy hair rubbed against her chin.

Mo Tongtong was always awake when she opened her eyes, but she couldn't help being dazed when she saw this situation.

Gu Zhanqiao kicked the quilt on her legs, put her legs on hers, and wrapped her hands around her waist, like a sleeping koala.

It was rare for Mo Tongtong to not want to get up immediately, and after covering the quilt well, she hugged the ball of Gu Zhanqiao and stayed there for a while.

It wasn't until after she pressed the alarm clock that the phone rang.

Mo Tongtong checked to see if Gu Zhanqiao had woken up while switching on the phone, and was relieved to see that she just murmured a few times and continued to sleep.

At this time, the other party had already hung up the phone.

So the habit of vigorous and vigorous behavior obviously belonged to Cao Jiaxuan, and Mo Tongtong belatedly remembered Cao Jiaxuan's words on the phone: "I know you should wake up for the seven o'clock alarm clock, and I will get Qiao Qiao and Lu Sanbao to prepare at nine o'clock."

Mo Tongtong looked at Gu Zhanqiao who was still sleeping soundly, and thought it would be no problem to call her again at eight o'clock.

There were a bunch of text messages wishing the New Year in the phone. Mo Tongtong didn't read them yesterday, but today she checked them one by one and selected a few people to reply. When she saw Yue Changlan's name, her fingers still stiffened.

She suddenly realized that since that day, she and Yue Changlan have not had any contact by any means.

Until today, she saw this simple text message——

Yue Changlan: Happy New Year, I wish you good health and a happy heart.

She didn't know what kind of mood she was looking at this sentence, but she only knew that if she simply split it up, she would be both happy and frightened, relieved and tense at the same time.

If it is mixed feelings, it seems that it is not entirely true.

She couldn't help but think about what it would be like if her feelings for Gu Zhanqiao were just her own unilateral appeal.

The more she thought about it, the more she panicked, and the more she thought about it, the more desperate she became. Mo Tongtong pressed her neck to free herself from this unreasonable delusion.

After returning to reality, she suddenly realized how lucky she was.

She kissed Gu Zhanqiao's forehead, showing a soft smile.

At 59:[-], Cao Jiaxuan rang the doorbell of Mo Tongtong's house.

Lu Sanbao also happened to come up from downstairs, and when he saw Cao Jiaxuan, he showed a simple and honest smile.

Feng Jiang secretly poked his head up at the corner to look up at Cao Jiaxuan, wanting to see what the iron-blooded manager that the fans were talking about looked like.

In his line of sight, Miss Yu, who was wearing a long black coat, glanced lightly at her, causing him to quickly retract his head and take a deep breath while pressing his chest.

He thought in disbelief, hell, is this a psychological effect or what?Is there really that kind of person who can take one's breath away with just one look?

When he poked his head out again, Cao Jiaxuan and Lu Sanbao had already entered the room.

Cao Jiaxuan took off his coat and asked, "Who is that kid downstairs? Is it your apprentice?"

Lu Sanbao shook his head: "Just a friend."

"One of the bunch that JoJo knew?"

"Yes."

Cao Jiaxuan didn't ask any more questions, looked up to Mo Tongtong who was pouring water, and said, "Don't be so polite, where is Qiao Qiao?"

Mo Tongtong was silent for a moment, put the half-filled glass on the tea table, and said calmly, "Okay, I'll wake her up."

Cao Jiaxuan: "..."

Cao Jiaxuan watched Mo Tongtong enter her own bedroom, and knew that there was something more worthy of her attention than Mo Tongtong's unprincipled and bottomless love for Gu Zhanqiao.

In fact, because she was so shocked, she couldn't help asking Lu Sanbao: "How long have they been like this?"

Lu Sanbao shook his head as vigorously as if he was about to shake his brains out: "I don't know about this."

Only then did Cao Jiaxuan realize that it was her own mistake to ask Lu Sanbao if she knew about it.

If Lu Sanbao knew, she should be more worried.

She crossed her arms and watched Gu Zhanqiao screaming from Mo Tongtong's bedroom, and then a "unkempt" woman ran over from the room.

Cao Jiaxuan took a deep breath, and for the first time felt that it was a mistake to hand Gu Zhanqiao over to Tongtong.

... Gu Zhanqiao seemed to be running towards the disabled.

She looked at Gu Zhanqiao and then at Mo Tongtong, and she just wanted to ask with a sneer: "Who is the person who was so obsessed with cleanliness back then? Who is it!?"

When Gu Zhanqiao finally sat in front of her after taking care of herself, Cao Jiaxuan vomited all the things that should be vomited in her heart.

So she could concentrate on discussing why she was sitting here so early today—

"So, what about the movie?"

……

After Lu Sanbao's clearly prepared narration, Cao Jiaxuan understood the situation.

She nodded calmly and pointed out the main points in Lu Sanbao's words: "Leaving aside the investment, what's the matter with your script? What is the ideal script selection?"

Lu Sanbao didn't care about the embarrassment at the moment, and said directly: "If possible, the first choice is "Dream of Flowers."

The sound of Mo Tongtong chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, very regular.

Cao Jiaxuan had a half-smile and raised his brows, "You have nothing to worry about."

Lu Sanbao didn't speak.

He couldn't deny that he really had the thought "Since Gu Zhanqiao participated in the show, how could Mu Tong not agree?"

This thought made him clearly know that countless people who were more convincing than him in the past ten years had failed, and deep down he also believed that he had a chance to win.

He pursed his lips and looked at Gu Zhanqiao.

Gu Zhanqiao was ignorant at first, but gradually understood in the end.

She frowned and asked, "Don't we have a script?"

Lu Sanbao said: "We have, but it's not as good as "Dream of Flowers"."

Gu Zhanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and she said: "It would be great if there is a script, if Tongtong is not willing, why do we have to shoot this?"

The sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen suddenly stopped.

Mo Tongtong opened the sliding door and came out.

She looked at Lu Sanbao with a more indifferent expression than before, and her black pupils looked at Lu Sanbao with inorganic indifference, bringing him pressure like a huge wave.

He froze, and heard Mo Tongtong say: "I don't understand why you are all staring at that book, but if you want me to agree, then show me first, how can you say you can shoot well."