Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Jiang Yuan listened to Xin Ye's words, then looked at the two, with a half-smile.

She wasn't interested in what would happen between nursery rhymes and Amber.

She rubbed Xin Ye's little head: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Hmm..." Xin Ye thought seriously for a while, "It would be nice to have some classic British snacks, I'm not too hungry now."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Okay."

Amber had turned around and walked back at this time, and dropped a word lightly when passing by the two of them.

"What are you whispering about?"

Seeing her goddess walking backstage and saying goodbye to Jiang Yuan Xinye, Tong Yao frowned strangely as if she had seen some unbelievable scene.

She fully knew that after she signed the contract, she was now on the opposite side with Jiang Yuan and the others.

But Amber talked to them and seemed to be very familiar...

When the two were about to leave, Tong Yao stopped them from behind.

"Jiang Yuan, Xin Ye."

Xin Ye first turned around and looked at Nursery Rhyme.

However, Nursery Yao stood there and hesitated for a while, looking like he had something to say, but he didn't know how to organize the words.

It took a long time before she relaxed and returned to her usual calm and stable appearance.

"It's nothing, I just met an old friend in a foreign land and wanted to say hello."

Seeing this, Xin Ye immediately stood up straight, bowed slightly to the nursery rhyme and saluted: "Hi, Senior Sister."

After finishing speaking, she straightened up, walked towards Jiang Yuan, and waved towards Nursery Rhyme.

"Then let's go first, and senior sister should go back earlier."

Nursery Rhyme also waved at her.

When we walked outside the door of the restaurant, the light rain was still falling.The moon was covered by a large rain cloud, and the silver light did not fall on the land, but the street lamps and shops in the street were not lonely.

I bought two fish and chips at a shop on the street, and Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye went home by car.

Xin Ye fed the round French fries dipped in ketchup into his mouth, and his pouty mouth was covered with some oil while chewing, making it look slippery.

Jiang Yuan resisted the urge to get closer to take a bite, and took out a tissue to wipe it for her.

The drizzle outside the window left slanted water marks on the car window.

"Why did you walk so fast just now?" Xin Ye asked Jiang Yuan while eating French fries, "Senior sister seems to have something to say."

"I probably know what she wants to say." Jiang Yuan's tone was very light, as if he didn't care about the nursery rhyme.

Xin Ye faintly felt that he should be able to guess it too.

If Amber had a church, Nursery Rhymes would definitely be her loyal followers.

"Amber said there was something in the past between you? What kind of past?"

Jiang Yuan looked down at her: "It's a trivial matter."

"But she seems to take it very seriously. Could it be that you..." Xin Ye pondered, his eyes darkened, "Have you ever been in a relationship?"

Jiang Yuan was deeply shocked by her brain circuit.

Seeing that Xin Ye seemed to be observing the changes in her expression and cautiously waiting for the answer, no matter how much Jiang Yuan wanted to tease her, he had no choice but to withdraw his thoughts obediently.

After all, Xin Ye was listening carefully.

"No," Jiang Yuan tapped Xin Ye's forehead, "What are you thinking about?"

Xin Ye rubbed his forehead painfully.

Hearing that Jiang Yuan denied having a relationship with Amber, her heart suddenly became warm, and the pain on her forehead gradually dissipated.

Jiang Yuan sat leaning against the back of the car, her arms were outlined in a loose black silk shirt, and one hand rested casually on her thigh.

She looked out the window, recalling some memories that she seldom read, and opened her mouth slowly.

"On the first day of January last year, Amber approached me and asked me to take a set of photos for her. After that, we got to know each other and have cooperated for a long time."

Xin Ye listened quietly, ready to listen to Jiang Yuan's story.

However, after waiting for a long time without hearing the following text, she couldn't help opening her mouth: "And then?"

Jiang Yuan looked back at her, "It's gone."

……

That's it?

"Then why did Amber say to thank you?" Xin Ye was puzzled, "Her assistant also said before that she had received your kindness..."

Jiang Yuan understood and pondered for a moment.

"Maybe because FA was already bankrupt when she found me."

Xin Ye sat on the big soft bed, looking at the data on the computer.

She felt that her daily information intake was about to catch up with that of corporate employees.

The information about the bankruptcy of FA company in its early years is almost impossible to find now, but Xin Ye is still keen to catch some minor loopholes.

In March last year, Amber successfully won the first international runway show in her life and was elected Miss Universe Asia. FA also jumped to become the top ten fashion entertainment company in China at this time.

But the records before March, no matter where you look, are blank.

Apparently it has been manipulated.

Many well-known actors and entertainers in the FA company almost all joined after March.

In other words, there were no other models and artists in FA except Amber.

The sound of water flowing in the bathtub passed through the bathroom door and reached Xin Ye's ears.

Before Jiang Yuan came out, she scrolled down a lot.

Until I saw a set of photos sent by Amber to the Asian global show.

This is an application form in Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and English, with several front and side photos of Amber without makeup, daily photos, and a set of refined photos.

The source is a Weibo post by an Amber fan inside FA, lamenting that her goddess can even wear makeup, and how beautiful a set of photos is.

This set of photos vividly shows Amber's charming and unattainable temperament. Every movement and eyes are captured, like a gust of wind blowing past, leaving behind the magnificent taste of mountains and oceans .

Photographer: Jiang Yuan.

When Xin Ye saw Jiang Yuan's name, the photographer himself had already come out of the bathroom, with wet hair hanging loosely on his shoulders.

She stepped on the carpet to the freezer, casually took out a bottle of frosted cider, pried off the cap and took a sip.

Those eyes turned sideways slightly, and found Xin Ye's gaze.

Jiang Yuan took the fruit wine and walked to the bed, looked at the little guy who was holding the computer and staring at him in a daze: "What are you thinking?"

Xin Ye didn't speak, just looked away silently and stared at the screen.

Jiang Yuan put the fruit wine on the bedside table, got on the bed and sat next to Xin Ye, watching the content on her screen.

It's a cartoon.

A brown mouse lifts a plate of pie and smashes it into the face of a blue cat.

Jiang Yuan was taken aback, and looked at the name of the cartoon.

Episode 15 of Tom and Jerry.

Jiang Yuan: ...

"Look so serious?"

Xin Ye nodded: "Every episode of this animation is full of conflicts and conflicts. I like to watch it whenever I'm not inspired."

"That's it." Jiang Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at Xin Ye for a while, "The camera movement is fairly smooth, but the composition and lens arrangement are too experimental, and the new photography techniques have been innovated for a long time."

She was silent for a while, and then added: "However, looking at the shots of the experimental film from a modern perspective, there is an unexpected sense of suspense."

Xin Ye felt that Jiang Yuan must know that she made up an excuse.

But she is still confident.

After all, the teacher in the playwriting class also suggested watching "Tom and Jerry".

Xin Ye still couldn't help but said: "I still want to know why FA went bankrupt? Amber...has anything happened because of this?"

Jiang Yuan looked at her and didn't ask her why she asked suddenly, as if she didn't intend to hide anything.

"...Hmm. If I didn't know that Nursery Rhyme is a fan of Amber, I might not have thought of it." Jiang Yuan said, "Do you still remember the best picture of First?"

Xin Ye didn't hesitate: "Remember, it's "Port" by Senior Sister."

"Do you still remember the general story content?"

Shino still nodded.

Jiang Yuan let out a "hmm" and organized his words for a while.

"Ambey has experienced some bad public opinion." She paused, "The current president of FA is Amber's stepfather."

"Stepfather?"

"To be precise, he is the second stepfather. Don't worry, he is still very good to her."

Jiang Yuan continued: "The fuse of public opinion is her previous stepfather. Amber was accused of scolding for a long time, and her mother finally surrendered herself in order to keep Anbei. Now this is the suitor of Amber's mother more than ten years ago. After taking over FA, I cleaned up the public opinion very cleanly, and held her wholeheartedly as my own daughter."

Xin Ye blinked, dumbfounded.

"The last stepfather? Mother turned herself in? The suitor more than ten years ago?" Although she wrote scripts all the year round, it was difficult for her to use these clues to connect a complete and reasonable event.

There's a lot of really important stuff missing here.

Seeing that she seemed to be digesting the information with frowned eyes, Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and rubbed her little head.

"Those are not important. You just need to know that Amber is now on the path she likes, and nothing in the past will restrain her." Jiang Yuan said, looking seriously at Shang Xinye, "Don't worry about her Worrying too much, okay?"

Xin Ye still had lingering fears, still pondering in his mind.

Although she didn't know exactly what Amber had experienced, she couldn't help feeling distressed when she knew that Amber was also a victim of vicious public opinion.

At this moment, she bent her knees and embraced her with her two slender arms.

Looking at her fluffy long hair, Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand to stroke her like ripples on the lake, trying to comfort her.

"...She really looks like my mother."

As Xin Ye said, he leaned his head into Jiang Yuan's arms.

The projected light was partly blocked by Jiang Yuan's arm, leaving a faint shadow on Xin Ye's face.

"Why do those malicious public opinions always refuse to let women go?"

"This circle seems to be different from the previous circle full of artists, like a swamp with no survivors."

Jiang Yuan listened, and hugged Xin Ye's back, making her more comfortable in his arms.

She dropped a soft kiss on Xin Ye's hair, and a few strands of curly hair scratched the tip of her nose, a little itchy.

She said softly: "It's not just this circle. Human society is always like this."

"However," she worried that Xin Ye would think more and more negatively. "There are still many people who are retrograde in public opinion and groping for a way to survive in the swamp. They are all pioneers carrying the Prometheus fire."

Jiang Yuan used very abstract terms, comforting the person in his arms like telling a fable.

Xin Ye listened quietly, a pair of eye feathers fluttering like butterfly wings.

She sat up straight suddenly, bumping her head into Jiang Yuan's chin.

"You are right, I have to write down what you just said, it will be very useful for my next script."

Jiang Yuan's head was knocked backwards.

She felt as if her chin had been hit by a stone, and it was burning hot, so she leaned against the head of the bed and kneaded it for a long time.

It is said that the effect of force is mutual.

However, Jiang Yuan looked at Xin Ye who jumped to the desk and wrote, and didn't notice if his head hit something.

Sure enough, the people who wrote the script had better brains.