The whole entertainment industry is knocking me and my ex-boyfriend's CP

Seeing Song Jing, Shen Zong was a little surprised. He glanced at Yan Yi, obviously he didn't know about it.

But the visitor is a guest, Shen Zong greeted him politely, and stretched out his hand to Song Jing: "Hello, Song Jing?"

"I didn't expect it to be you. My playlist is full of your songs, so I can be regarded as your music fan." Shen Zong said politely.

Song Jing smiled back and reached out to him, "Hello, Mr. Shen."

The two greeted each other briefly, and Shen Zong politely nodded to his assistant Xiao Du, then glanced sideways at Yan Yi, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I don't need to introduce you, you two should be very happy." Are you familiar?" His tentative eyes looked back and forth between the two of them.

"Well," Song Jing said calmly, "Teacher Yan took good care of me in the show, thank you."

Shen Zong was a little surprised to see them so well-known, after all, he had also watched the live broadcast of "Three Days Two Nights".To be honest, the atmosphere between the two of them is really ambiguous.

And it's not the kind of contest where you come and go with secret affection, but it seems that there is a faint sense of ambiguity lingering between them.

At first, he also wondered if it was the hype of the program group. After all, according to Yan Yi's personality, it is impossible to involve so many unclear things with the people he just met... It is not very accurate to say that it is ambiguous, it is more like a kind of ambiguity The pull and contest.

But ambiguity itself is a kind of ambiguity.

A very strange feeling.But as the same kind, he can very keenly feel the difference between them.

However, he also asked Yang Jia. According to the other party, their program group did not arrange hype, but Yan Yi and Song Jing are high school classmates, and it may be arranged by Song Jing's company.

This sounds a bit subtle to Shen Zong.

In addition, at this moment, whether it was an illusion caused by his subjective influence, he somehow felt that Yan Yi's mood sank after seeing Song Jing.

However, Yan Yi's work attitude goes without saying, and he devoted himself to being professional almost immediately.

Song Jing customized one of the looks for the concert.

Concert costumes not only have aesthetic and visual effects requirements, they are also important to performers' singing and dancing.Just like his request, this set of styles is bold and wild, extremely different, so his song must also be extremely exaggerated and wild.

Yan Yi showed him the first draft of the design, and put forward his own design ideas based on his repertoire style, stage background and dance movements.

But obviously, Song Jing was not satisfied, and he was always picking and choosing during the morning of their conversation.An ordinary client, Yan Yi, would definitely show a professional attitude to solve the problem for the other party, but it was obvious that Song Jing was deliberately picking on the thorns.

He doesn't like to bring personal feelings into work, and he also doesn't accept Song Jing embarrassing him with personal emotions.

Yan Yi closed his notebook and proposed in a calm tone: "Since you have doubts about my ability to work, I suggest you change to a designer."

Hearing this sentence, Song Jing didn't react much, after all, Yan Yi's attitude towards him has always been the same since their reunion.However, Shen Zong on the side was a little surprised. After knowing Yan Yi for more than a year, he was not such an emotional person.

In other words, he is an overly emotionally stable person.

After a moment of silence in the office, Song Jing shrugged: "Okay, I accept your idea, take me to see the fabric you mentioned."

Yan Yi looked at him twice, and seeing that he had indeed compromised, he felt a little powerless.One size counts for one size. He didn't want Song Jing to deliberately find fault, but he also didn't want the other party to use this kind of compromise attitude to approve his proposal.

Yan Yi took him to see the fabrics, and based on the dance movements he described, told him about the colors of the costumes and the highlights of the sequins.

There were only the two of them in this room, and Yan Yi was on the sidelines eloquently explaining to him his vision, how to make the costume show its greatest charm on the stage.

However, Song Jing who was listening carefully at the side suddenly stared at him and said, "Is your boss chasing you?"

His thoughts were interrupted, Yan Yi stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, he paused for a moment before looking up at Song Jing.

This scene reminded him of his student days. He was talking to Song Jing non-stop, and the other party would answer him from time to time, which sounded extremely serious.As a result, as soon as he raised his eyes, he caught Song Jing staring at him in a daze. He didn't start pretending to read the question until he glanced away.

So Yan Yi did a spot check, and sure enough, he didn't know what to ask.

Right now Song Jing was staring straight at him, as if she didn't want to miss the slightest bit of his expression.

Yan Yi pursed his lips and said habitually, "It's up to you..."

Knowing what he was going to say, Song Jing interrupted him faster than him: "It's none of my business, is it?"

"I just want to remind you," Song Jing said, leaning against the table, touched the chalk on the table, threw it in his hand to play with, and then cast a glance at Yan Yi, "He has extra thoughts about you."

Yan Yi closed his eyes and was silent for a few seconds after hearing the words, and then he didn't pick up the topic, and continued to talk about the details of the clothing design.

But Song Jing obviously didn't have the heart to talk to him about this, he interrupted for the second time: "It's up to you."

Hearing what he said, Yan Yi decided for a moment and didn't say anything more. Since the client had no other demands, Yan Yi naturally wouldn't force him.

After solving the problems about clothing design and requirements, it is natural to measure the size.

Yan Yi found a soft ruler and Song Jing saw him walking back and forth in the room twice, and said again: "Brother Yan Yi, you are not suitable."

This time, Yan Yi put down the soft ruler that he just got in his hand, and faced this question head-on: "Whether we are suitable or not is not up to you."

Hearing that Song Jing stared at him for a few seconds, she curled her lips into a smile, and the smile in her eyes was weak: "I just remind you, I'm afraid you will be cheated."

Hearing this, Yan Yi couldn't find it funny, and he asked back, "You know him well?"

Song Jing was silent for a moment, then sneered coldly, "I didn't say anything, why are you in such a hurry?" He paused for a while, then said, "What? Are you interested in him?"

Yan Yi looked away, and said in a flat tone, "I just think his character and conditions are good."

This time Song Jing choked for a long time before opening his mouth: "So what? Have you taken a fancy to him?"

Yan Yi glanced at him, and replied indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you, I don't need to tell you."

There was a moment of stalemate in the room, and Song Jing suddenly leaned over.He narrowed his eyes a little, leaned in front of Yan Yi, and said in a low tone: "Brother Yan Yi, I'm suddenly curious. After breaking up with me, how many times have you talked?"

Yan Yi lowered his eyes and pulled away the soft ruler, and said softly, "You don't have to compare with me, you are definitely not as much as you." After speaking, he raised his chin again, "Take off your coat."

This time he was obedient and took off his coat in an orderly manner.He was wearing a thin casual shirt, and Yan Yi stood beside him to measure his bust. Only then did he realize that this pose, which was not difficult for him, made him a little embarrassed at the moment.

Yan Yi paused before saying, "Raise your hand."

Song Jing glanced at him and raised her hands cooperatively.

The standard way to measure the bust is to wrap the tape measure around the peak of the chest. This action is nothing special, but now facing Song Jing, it is difficult for Yan Yi to completely concentrate on it.

He stretched out his hand to wrap the tape measure around his chest, wrapping it slightly loosely around his chest, then raised his hand and moved the tape measure to the peak of his chest to record the exact bust measurement.

Yan Yi could feel that Song Jing was staring straight at him. After measuring his bust, he quietly walked around behind him, and couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

Next was the waistline. Yan Yi wrapped his hands around his waist, and wrapped the tape measure around his waist in a hugging posture. The moment he reached out to hug her, he clearly felt Song Jing's body froze for a moment.

However, Yan Yi didn't pause at all. After recording his waistline, he moved the tape measure down an inch, wrapping it horizontally around his hips, and squatted down to confirm the size.

Because of this posture, he just caught sight of Song Jing's fingers hanging by his side slightly curled up, and for a moment, Yan Yi retracted his eyes, pulled back the soft ruler and stood up.

After measuring his hips, Yan Yi stood there for a while before walking back to Song Jing.

Seeing him walking back, Song Jing slightly lowered his eyes to look at him.

Yan Yi instructed in a low voice without raising his eyes: "Stand up straight and raise your chin."

But Song Jing didn't cooperate, he didn't move, just looked at him.

Yan Yi simply didn't talk nonsense with him, reached out to lift his chin, and then raised his hand to wrap the soft measure around his neck and place it below the Adam's apple.

The back of his hand slightly touched the warm skin on Song Jing's neck, and before he could confirm the size of the collar, he intuitively felt Song Jing's Adam's apple twitching beside his fingertips.

Unlike touching his Adam's apple, when Song Jing rolled his Adam's apple, he inexplicably made him feel ashamed. Yan Yi's eyes flickered, and he didn't know where to look for a while, and his fingers trembled twice unconsciously.

Obviously it was the other party's reaction, which made him feel embarrassed and at a loss.

He caught even the slight sound of swallowing in the quiet space. Yan Yi closed his eyes, feeling the heat in the room start to rise, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of dryness on his neck.

Time seemed to have paused briefly in this narrow space, and for at least a few seconds, the two of them stood face to face at close range without moving.

It wasn't until Yan Yi reacted first, took back the soft ruler, subconsciously raised his foot and stepped back, but because he was too eager to accidentally trip over the leg of the chair behind him, he staggered a little, and Song Jing took the opportunity to reach out and wrap his arms around his waist to support him.

Inevitably getting closer, Yan Yi stretched out his hand to hold him, and immediately pushed him away after standing up straight.

But this time Song Jing didn't let go of his hand. He looked at Yan Yi and suddenly said in a low voice, "I didn't talk about it."

Yan Yi was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him.

Song Jing's expression was a little unnatural, and his vertical eyelashes were drawn down. He whispered again: "I didn't talk about it later."