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

"Then, I think we... both of us will have a good time working together."

After signing the contract, Jiang Yan clasped her hands together and said happily.

Yue Changlan's gaze swept across her curly hair hanging over her shoulders, and finally stopped in the other's gaze.

She was thinking, no wonder most people in the industry who have worked with Jiang Yan would appreciate her, she is indeed a person who is easy to trust and favor.

In addition to always generous and decent words, the eyes and expressions of the other party can easily give people a sincere feeling.

——Of course, this may be just an illusion, just because she is a good enough and dedicated actor.

After thinking of this, Yue Changlan suddenly became bored.

She realized that Jiang Yan was similar to herself, that is, she had a positive and perfect image in the eyes of others.

Because I am also used to playing myself as a kind and kind person, hoping to get enough benefits for myself in many ways.

People are always unavoidably accustomed to setting themselves the role setting that is most suitable for social life, and then they are stuck in a prison, and in the end they can't even get out of it.

After a failed crush, Yue Changlan began to feel bored and suspicious about this matter.

If she wasn't even showing her true self in the first place, it probably wasn't worth being intimate with anyone in the first place.

She put on a seemingly gentle smile, stood up and shook hands with Jiang Yan, and said, "I'm very happy today."

She stepped aside, hoping to let Jiang Yan go out first, but the moment she moved her steps, the world suddenly turned around.

It occurred to her: She seemed to be fainting.

Then she felt someone grab her waist and fell to the ground with her.

There were two screams of varying heights.

After a moment of dizziness, she had already come to her senses. She raised her hand to signal to the assistant who was rushing towards her that she was fine, and then looked at the person under her.

Jiang Yan squinted her eyes and supported her waist, showing her a smile that was not really pretty.

……

"Skipping breakfast for extended periods of time is not a good idea."

Jiang Yan, who was at the bedside, said this, and Yue Changlan's assistant nodded violently in agreement with this sentence.

Yue Changlan pressed his forehead: "I'm sorry, your arm is okay."

"Contusion, it's not a big deal." Jiang Yan showed off her gauze-wrapped arm, "This kind of injury often occurs when filming, and I usually don't come to the hospital."

She paused, and then added: "I didn't even know that the doctors here would make such exaggerated bandages."

Yue Changlan turned his attention to Jiang Yan's feet in slippers.

Her high-heeled shoes broke off in the accident just now, so she had to borrow a pair of slippers from the doctor urgently.

Recalling her life, Yue Changlan felt that it wasn't because she had a high opinion of herself, it was indeed the first time she had caused such a big trouble to others, even at the age of a child that even a dog would hate, she was also a child of someone else's family in the parents' mouth.

She quickly said to her assistant: "Hurry up and buy a new pair of shoes for Miss Jiang, and swipe my card."

She handed the card to the assistant and signaled him to buy it immediately.

After the assistant left, she sorted out the words in her heart, and said apologetically, "I... completely feel that it was my fault that this happened, and I will definitely make up for your loss."

She looked directly into Jiang Yan's eyes, showing sincerity.

Jiang Yan didn't speak.

After a long silence, she suddenly propped up her chin with the other hand, and then moved her face closer to Yue Changlan.

"I fell in love with you immediately," she said.

Yue Changlan: "...?"

Jiang Yan laughed: "The relationship between people is actually more stable than imagined, and the relationship established at the beginning is often accompanied by a lifetime - that is to say, now you regard me as a partner, and then you will always Think of me as a partner."

"Or, I regarded you as a friend at the beginning, and we will start to develop along the track of friends."

Yue Changlan frowned, but said nothing.

Jiang Yan spread her hands and moved her leaning body back to its original position: "If you don't believe what I just said, just treat me as my new boss."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yan's manager came back after paying the medical bills, announcing the end of their private conversation.

However, Jiang Yan's words lingered in Yue Changlan's mind.

What she thought of was, is it because she and Mo Tongtong regarded her as a friend from the very beginning that they started to develop along the track of friends?

In the yellow sand all over the sky, there was the sound of bulldozers.

"Do you know what you're doing?" someone asked.

The other party handed her a piece of pressed candy, which was a fresh green apple flavor.

She thought that at that time she might not know that it was green apple flavor, so she couldn't help but spit it out because of the wonderful taste.

"What is this?" she asked.

"It's sugar."

"Isn't sugar sweet?"

"Isn't this sweet enough?"

"It's sour."

"Is it bad?"

"..."

She thought for a moment, and then put the pressed candy back into her mouth.

"...not difficult to eat."

Laughing at the convenience, he turned his head and said to the people behind him, "She's so funny, she looks like a little grown-up."

The person behind him came over.

I don't know why, whether it is him or the people behind him, the faces are blurred.

"She knows reality and acting, right?" The man's tone was a bit worried, "Actually, Professor Gu doesn't seem to want her daughter to act."

The man who gave her the candy approached her and said, "Jojo, can you cry right now?"

After only blinking twice, a line of tears fell from her eyes.

The tears were warm compared to the cheeks that were blown by the cold wind.

"What are you thinking, why are you crying so fast?"

"Think about something..."

The man didn't pursue her answer, which was not an answer at all, and turned around and said, "Look, this little girl is a natural experiential actor, and some actors can't enter the real role like her after ten years of acting—let's say she In fact, it’s better than the leading actor, right?”

"Hey……"

She watched the two communicate with each other, and then looked up at the camera in the dust in the distance.

She thought the person in front of her had forgotten the question she was asked at the beginning.

But she remembered, and knew the answer to that question—

She knew she was acting.

……

Gu Zhanqiao opened his eyes.

It was still dark, and she didn't know if it was midnight or early morning.

She still vaguely remembered the plot of the dream, this was the first time in so many days.

She has been dreaming for so many days, but she can't remember the content after waking up, leaving only groggy and worried.

Mo Tongtong thought she was under too much pressure, and even recommended her to go to Dr. Du's clinic with her.

But Gu Zhanqiao didn't think it was necessary, she was just studying the script.

She realized that Lu Sanbao was right, this would be the most challenging role in her current acting career.

In order to play this role well, she must first approach the role.

But she has almost forgotten how to act well. After reading professional books and film and television materials for several days, she began to dream.

It wasn't until today that she remembered that she had dreamed about what happened when she first started acting.

Perhaps because she was too young at that time, she could hardly remember anything about that time in the past.

Although logically speaking, five years old seems to be able to start remembering things.

Gradually clear memories made her realize that she was indeed better at acting when she was a child than she is now. No wonder Lu Sanbao and the others said that she is a spiritual actor...

This made her even more nervous, because she was worried that she would let them down.

What's more, the deeper she went into the script, the more she found that she couldn't understand Fan Qiongjia.

As the sky grew brighter, when Mo Tongtong woke up, Gu Zhanqiao said, "You can accompany me to see Dr. Du."

Du Ying crossed her hands and showed a pensive expression, she slowly said: "That is to say, you don't want to solve your own troubles, but just want to ask, what kind of performance will Yihe did patients have? "

Gu Zhanqiao nodded: "I don't understand. Before the actor found out, no one found out that Fan Qiongjia had schizophrenia, not even the actor. Isn't he a psychiatrist?"

Du Ying spread her hands: "Psychiatrists are not omnipotent."

"You are a psychiatrist, do you know what's going on?"

"Oh... Actually, I'm a psychological counselor..."

"..."

Du Ying rubbed her chin. It was her first contact with Gu Zhanqiao, but she heard a lot from Mo Tongtong's narration.

She felt that the difference between Gu Zhanqiao's and Mo Tongtong's narratives seemed to be due to anxiety. This kind of anxiety should not belong to the category of treatment, but just short-term excessive pressure, so she said: "Why do you Don't ask Mo Tongtong directly, she must know what the people in the book think better than me."

Gu Zhanqiao twisted her fingers: "That's something I need to understand myself, not something that others can tell me."

Du Ying nodded: "It's easy for an actor to feel pressure when he gets into a role."

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant. She clapped her hands to free them from the stagnant rhythm. She went to the bookshelf and took a few books down, saying, "Then you can read these books."

Gu Zhanqiao looked at the tome as thick as a little finger, and twitched the corners of her eyes severely.

She went out with a book in her arms and waited. Mo Tongtong entered the consulting room and had a routine talk with Du Ying.

Gu Zhanqiao sat on the chair at the door and flipped through the books—she began to admire Du Ying.

Those densely packed small characters would be distorted into crooked lines in her eyes after three seconds. When she looked closely, she could recognize the shape of each character, but she couldn't understand the meaning of their connection.

After measuring his level, Gu Zhanqiao finally returned empty-handed.

She peeled the window of the car sadly, thinking of Fan Qiongjia in the script.

Maybe she'll become schizophrenic due to stress before the movie starts so she can understand the character image.

After driving through several unfamiliar green belts, Gu Zhanqiao realized that they were not on their way home.

But because she didn't have much confidence in her wayfinding ability, she didn't bring up this matter until after 10 minutes.

Because they only opened for 10 minutes when they came.

She asked Mo Tongtong: "Tongtong, aren't we going home?"

Mo Tongtong looked ahead, and said in a flat tone, "I think there is a better way than reading a book about what Dr. Du told me about you."

"what?"

"Go to a mental hospital."

"..."