Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Xin Ye's eyes widened slightly, and his smile faded a little.

"No, Jiang Yuan didn't tell me that she has a meal." Xin Ye stood up while looking in Jiang Yuan's direction while talking, "I'll ask her."

"Hey, Xiao Ye," Mu Sanwei quickly grabbed Xin Ye's slender wrist, "Jiang Yuan is busy, so don't bother her, let's eat by ourselves?"

Xin Ye shook his head, and his fluffy long curly hair brushed gently over her shoulders.

She withdrew her hand and trotted to Jiang Yuan's side.

A white figure approached from the corner of the eye, and Jiang Yuan raised his eyes to look at Xin Ye who came trotting.

Xin Ye took a deep breath, Jiang Yuan's icy face was reflected in her star-like eyes, she moved her lips and asked, "San San said that you have already made a dinner appointment with someone, is there such a thing?"

Jiang Yuan was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

She glanced at Mu Sanwei who knew that the lie had been exposed at this time, and was sitting on the sofa covering her face in frustration.

Not knowing what emotion was at work, Jiang Yuan didn't squint, and let out a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Xin Ye quietly clenched the hem of the skirt with hands hanging on both sides, "Didn't you make an appointment to take a photo today? We can obviously have dinner together."

Jiang Yuan turned his eyes back to the computer screen, and continued to adjust the parameters of the color tone of the picture.

"Go eat when you're hungry, and take pictures when you come back."

Jiang Yuan said this to reassure Xin Ye and let her know that he did not mean to break the appointment.

But her seemingly careless tone was like a gust of wind rushing up the mountains, dragging down the sense of anticipation from the high place in a whistling, and fell into the mud and shattered.

Xin Ye clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly released them.

She lowered her head and nodded obediently.Her long curly hair obscured her expression at this time.

"I see."

She turned around, carried her small satchel, and walked out of the studio without looking back.

Seeing Xin Ye leave the studio without saying a word, Mu Sanwei didn't have time to understand what happened. He only looked at Jiang Yuan, and then followed him: "Xiaoye! Wait for me!"

The actors looked at each other, didn't understand what happened for a while, and came over after changing into casual clothes and asked: "Photographer Jiang, shall we go first?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand casually.

It wasn't until there was no one else in the studio that Jiang Yuan supported his forehead with both hands to ease his mood.

This is the first time I have encountered such annoyance.

Although she couldn't understand why Xin Ye left like this, at least she could tell that Xin Ye was angry.

Jiang Yuan felt a little headache, and rubbed his temples.

It seems that I can only ask Xin Ye to take a photo in the future.These three days... let her take it easy.

Just as he was thinking, a message alert came from Jiang Yuan's cell phone.

[Amber: Do you still need me to send you an email today?It’s been a month since I sent an email last time~] Email.

Jiang Yuan remembered the email lying in the inbox that disturbed her even more.

But today has come to the scheduled time, and she has to face that person's reply.

From clenching the mouse until he clicked on the mailbox and moved to the email with the title "118", Jiang Yuan felt as if it took a century.

It was like a long breath, only exhalation, no inhalation, all the oxygen was isolated from the body, making her feel as if she was falling and suffocating.

She didn't know how she clicked on that email.

When she saw the cold and ruthless words given by the other party in the email, she suddenly seemed to have lifted a huge rock from her body.

[Not allowed. 】

As Jiang Yuan expected.

Because the other party will restrict the IP of the source of the email for various confidential reasons, Jiang Yuan will have a fixed time at the beginning of each month on this computer in the studio, and report the itinerary of the previous month one by one. .

Last month, she asked Amber to help her send emails to that person on this computer during her trip to Yunnan.

Incidentally, because Yang Song kept inviting her to make movies, she asked that person if he would allow her to step into the film and television industry to make movies.

The answer I got was these three cold "not allowed".

Jiang Yuan's expression returned to his usual indifference.

She densely arranged the itinerary of the previous month on the email, filled in "119" in the subject and pressed send.

Until she returned to the poster typesetting interface, looking at the division of labor of the crew that had been typed on it, she soberly and rationally deleted her name after "photography".

Xin Ye and Mu Sanwei left the studio one after the other and walked to the main road between the two green belts.

Mu Sanwei ran forward and walked side by side with Xin Ye.

"Xiao Ye, let's go to eat first." Mu Sanwei was indescribably happy at this moment, "We'll go to the playground after dinner, I've already bought the tickets."

Xin Ye shook his head: "No need."

"If you don't want to go to the playground, then let's go..."

"I don't want to go out to play." Xin Ye interrupted Mu Sanwei, stopped and looked at him, "The school's practical homework is still waiting for me to hand in the script, I have to go back and conceive."

Seeing Xin Ye come up with such a legitimate reason, Mu Sanwei was at a loss for words.

Xin Changyuan squatted behind a camphor tree 20 meters away from the two of them holding the camera, and helped himself to watch carefully with his sunglasses.

Shouldn't it be?

Ono should have come out to meet Jiang Yuan?

Just when he was so confused, Xin Changyuan suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out his cell phone in his pocket to make a call.

"Hello?" Xin Changyuan looked anxiously at Xin Ye and Mu Sanwei who were still standing there talking, "Jiang Yuan is not here, you go...you go and see if there is one in the square."

"No need." The man's voice came from behind Xin Changyuan.

The man in the gray vest with "Internal Entertainment Headlines" hanging on his chest hung up the phone and walked towards Xin Changyuan: "I'm already here."

Xin Changyuan is like a bucket of cold water.

He hurriedly walked towards Chen Zheng, trying to stop him.

"Let's go, Jiang Yuan is not here."

"Huh? Don't worry." Chen Zheng smiled wickedly, and looked at Xin and Ye two 20 meters away with sinister eyes, "Without Jiang Yuan, isn't there a little goddess here?"

Just as he was talking, Chen Zheng picked up the SLR camera and it was just a shutter.

Xin Changyuan's quick eyes and hands blocked Chen Zheng's camera.

He didn't know if he had time, but he still unconsciously broke out a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Please, Reporter Chen. Xin Ye is my daughter. I had to sell photos and materials before. She is still a child in school. Please let her go." Xin Changyuan's face was tightly covered by a mask. To be honest, his tone was full of pleading and sorrow.

Chen Zheng squinted at him.

"Xin Changyuan, the price I offered is not low, right?" Chen Zheng smiled maliciously, "When I put your daughter in Jiang Yuan's tour group, I never saw you begging me like this?"

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