After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

Peng Yuru took the phone, walked to the side of the room, answered the phone, and said softly, "Hello?"

"Peng Peng, I seem to like her."

Over there, Duan Mengzhu was wrapped in a bath towel, lying on the soft and comfortable big bed in the hotel, looking at the gorgeous ceiling, his eyes were a little confused.

In my mind, the madness of last night was vividly remembered. She brought her the ultimate happiness, both psychologically and physically. There was still a faint scent of her body on the pillow. Duan Mengzhu turned over and hugged the pillow, and sniffed the tip of her nose intoxicatedly. aroma.

"she?"

"I don't know her name. She and I had a one-night stand in the hotel last night. She is very attractive. At first glance, she looks a bit like you, but she is different from you. She is clearly a gentle scum ,Wolf with goat's skin."

And he is a proud and brave wolf king.

Duan Mengzhu raised her hand and touched the marks on her neck. When she woke up this morning, her waist was almost broken, her whole body was sore and sore, and there were many marks on her body.

Peng Yuru frowned slightly, "What about Tang Jin?"

"She has something to go back to England temporarily, and I will confess to her when she comes back."

She felt that it was more sincere to say this kind of thing in person.

This morning, Tang Jin called her several times, but she was so sleepy that she didn't receive any of them. Then it was already noon when she woke up, and there was a message Tang Jin had reported to her on the phone.

"Hmm. You really like that guy? Just for one night."

"I can already see a lot in one night. You can't fake it in bed. The feeling she brings to me is something I can't experience in other people. Just because of this, she is enough to attract me."

Duan Mengzhu turned sideways, rolled the quilt together, bent his knees to clamp it, and the physical sense of loss was relieved a lot.

Hearing Duan Mengzhu's description, Peng Yuru subconsciously glanced at Gu Ziyan, "Want to spend a lifetime with her?"

"Forever? It's too early to say, she's not easy to deal with, and it's still a question of whether I can catch her." Duan Mengzhu recalled her proficient techniques and the never-ending love words in her ears. He said, "If you can catch up, a lifetime is too short, at least three lives and three lives."

"In that case," Peng Yuru paused, "Then let's go after him."

***

In the following period, Peng Yuru went to the production team whenever she had time. Director Zhao saw that she was studying hard, and sometimes gave her some pointers. With two powerful supports, she made rapid progress.

After synchronizing with Gu Ziyan's work and rest, she experienced the hard work of the top entertainment industry, and felt a little bit sorry for Gu Ziyan, and whenever she had time, she made soup for her to replenish her body.

During this time, Duan Mengzhu already knew the basic information about Yang Kunyu, but she never found a chance to explain the situation to Tang Jin.

Because when Tang Jin came back, Duan Mengzhu had something to go out, and when Duan Mengzhu was around, Tang Jin was very busy, and the two only chatted on the phone and WeChat occasionally, and their relationship seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Peng Yuru's first film in her life was filmed from July in midsummer to October in early autumn. There is no National Day for actors. On October 12th, Director Zhao counted a good day and announced that it would be finished.

Subsequently, the crew's official blog posted a set of high-definition stills, and announced the broadcast time-early next month.

In the stills, Peng Yuru's position is at the back of the middle, but her outstanding appearance and temperament make her stand out. As soon as the stills were released, the official blog of Momo Media forwarded it to Weibo and announced that she had signed Peng Yuru.

Peng Yuru's big V account then retweeted Weibo, saying that he had officially debuted as an actor, and canceled the twice-weekly food live broadcast.

The transformation was very successful. Although the live broadcast was canceled, the number of her fans increased instead of decreasing, breaking through 3000 million in one fell swoop that day.

Golden autumn and October is the harvest season.

"Xiao Peng, the production team plans to hold a wrap-up banquet at the Shanghan Hotel tonight. There won't be many people, so let's have a meal together in the private room. Are you free?"

"It's free." Peng Yuru looked at Director Zhao and thought about it, "I have a VIP card of Shanghan Hotel, so I can reduce some expenses."

In fact, Shanghan Hotel was opened by her family, and it was named after the two characters in the names of her father Peng Shang and mother Mo Yahan.

"That's great, Xiao Peng, you go to checkout at night, and the crew will reimburse you." Director Zhao looked at Peng Yuru with a smile, how could he not know that the hotel was run by her family, and he chose this one specially.

"Okay," Peng Yuru responded softly, "What time is it at night?"

"At seven o'clock, we will have a meal. Everyone has been tired for several months, and they all want to go back to rest early."

"Well, Director Zhao has worked hard."

Peng Yuru bowed slightly to Director Zhao. These days, Director Zhao took good care of her and taught her a lot.

"It's not hard. If you work hard, you can be as good as Teacher Gu in a few years."

Director Zhao's attitude towards Peng Yuru was much better. At first, it was because of the investor's request. After observing her hard work, he gradually removed the filter from her body and only regarded her as a rookie actor. The more I like it.

"Thank you Director Zhao."

***

At seven o'clock in the evening, in the box of Shanghan Hotel

A dozen or so people were sitting scattered, and Director Zhao arrived late, followed by a tall man—Peng Yuru's uncle, Mo Mo.

It's really against Mo Mo's suit to wear a suit. His muscles fill up the suit. He doesn't look like the boss of an entertainment company, but more like a gangster.

"This is Mr. Mo. You all know him. He represented the investors at the wrap-up banquet. Everyone applauds and welcomes him."

Director Zhao's face was reddish, a little excited, and he took the lead in applauding, and the others also echoed with great expressions.

Mo Mo lowered his hands with a cool expression, "Everyone, don't be restrained, just sit down."

Peng Yuru held back her smile, and didn't expose Mo Mo on the spot. She glanced around the box and frowned slightly. Why didn't Ziyan come?

Director Zhao sat on the right side of Mo Mo, Gu Ziyan was supposed to be sitting on the left side, but now that Gu Ziyan is not here, Jing Wenbin hesitated for a while, and sat beside Director Zhao.

Mo Mo glanced at Jing Wenbin, this young man knows how to be a man, then smiled and waved to Peng Yuru, "Little Ru, sit here."

Her family usually calls her Xiaoru.

Under the envious eyes of many people, Peng Yuru casually walked to her uncle's left, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The waiter brought up the dishes one by one in time. Mo Mo greeted casually, put some dishes on his chopsticks, and they didn't serve the dishes. Seeing this, everyone let go and ate.

Ziyan didn't come, and Peng Yuru felt that the dishes in front of him were tasteless.

Mo Mo felt her strangeness, tilted his head and asked her softly, "Little Ru, are you in a bad mood today?"

"No."

Peng Yuru picked up a shrimp and put it on Mo Mo's plate casually. Her uncle doted on her very much. As long as he was present, he would shell the shrimp for her.

"If you have anything to say to uncle, uncle promises not to tell your parents."

Mo Mo put on disposable gloves, and made a promise to Peng Yuru while peeling the shrimp.

"Yeah," Peng Yuru nodded in response, the mobile phone placed aside vibrated and the screen lit up.

She put down her chopsticks and picked up her phone to check the messages.

Gu Ziyan: [I received a temporary notice in the afternoon, and I need to rush to the crew of "Allure" in advance. I haven't had time to tell you, don't read it~]

Peng Yuru pursed her lips, raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, and clicked on the virtual keyboard to enter.

Peng Yuru: [Are you at the hotel now? ]

Over there, Gu Ziyan had just got off the plane, and there was a look of tiredness in her eyes, but she was still looking at the phone intently.

Gu Ziyan: [It's almost here~]

[Call you later]

[I love you jpg.]

The last emoji that Gu Ziyan sent was made by netizens when she was blowing kisses. She picked some bright and charming ones for collection, and only sent them to Peng Yuru.

Peng Yuru: [OK]

After a period of assimilation, Peng Yuru's chatting style was successfully taken away by Gu Ziyan.

Mo Mo put the peeled shrimp into Peng Yuru's bowl, seeing her staring at the phone with a silly smile, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Xiao Ru, are you in a relationship?"

"Ah, no love affair."

Peng Yuru retracted the hooked soul, picked up the shrimp meat, dipped it in the sauce plate, and put it in his mouth, the smile on his brows still remained.

Mo Mo tilted his head and pondered for a moment, with deep doubts in his eyes.

This is not in love yet?

***

At 09:30 in the evening, not long after Peng Yuru returned home, Gu Ziyan called.

Holding the phone, she turned around in a circle, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow, stabilized her impetuous mood, cleared her throat, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

There was a hint of a smile in the voice over there, "Peng Peng, are you home yet?"

Gu Ziyan asked Director Zhao, and their final banquet ended before nine o'clock.

Peng Yuru vaguely heard the wind over there, "I'm home, are you outside?"

"Well, I'm attending a banquet held by the investor."

Gu Ziyan came here early because of this banquet.

She was wearing a slim V-neck open-back long dress, which outlined a slim figure. The slightly cool night wind was blowing on her face, and she sobered up a lot.

Peng Yuru bit her lower lip lightly, and grabbed the corner of the pillow with her left hand, "Drink less wine, go home early."

"Hmm~"

A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Ziyan's lips, and then it faded a little, "I'm going to shoot a new drama, I won't be able to see you for a long time~"

"We can make a video call," Peng Yuru rubbed his chin against the pillow, "You can still teach me."

"Good~"

Gu Ziyan happily agreed, and there were footsteps behind her. When she looked back, the smile froze on her face, and a smear of frost hung between her brows and eyes.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time." Yang Yue was dressed in a suit and leather shoes with a handsome face. When he saw the phone in Gu Ziyan's hand, he slightly bowed to her, "Shall we chat later?"

"Heh, I have nothing to talk to you." Gu Ziyan raised her hand to cover the microphone and sneered.

"I apologize to you on behalf of my sister. This investment is my sincerity. I hope that what happened back then can be wiped out." Yang Yue's words sounded sincere, but there was no trace of apology on his face.

"A write-off?" Gu Ziyan felt as if she had heard a big joke, "You are just as self-righteous as her."

She will never forget that incident eight years ago.

"Ziyan?" Peng Yuru called softly from the receiver.

Gu Ziyan turned her head away, her tone softened, "Sorry, Peng Peng, I have something to do here, I have to hang up first, and we can talk tomorrow."

"it is good."

Peng Yuru frowned, she clearly heard a male voice over there.

Who is he?

Yang Yue watched Gu Ziyan hang up the phone, took two steps forward, and looked at her with interest, "Your girlfriend?"

Gu Ziyan put away her phone and looked at him coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Yang Yue shrugged, didn't care, and said in a more polite tone, "What happened back then was my sister's fault. She has already admitted her mistake, and my father has punished her. I hope you will ignore the villain."

"Since she admitted her mistake, then you ask her to bow to me and apologize."

"Okay, it's a deal."

In fact, Gu Ziyan didn't want to worry about the past long ago, but he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

The past is in the past, and people always have to look forward.