I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

The next day, the crew of "Morning Star Project" officially started work.

Song Yan got up early in the morning and hurriedly went to the dressing room to do makeup. An Yuan looked through the notice behind him:

"This should be the final version... um... The workload is not bad. I have to say that short and concise dramas are better. It's not like your previous one. Oh, it's exhausting."

Song Yan asked, "Have you decided on the male number two?"

An Yuan: "I don't know much about this, and there is no accurate information yet."

She added: "But it should be soon, the announcement list is basically set."

Song Yan made a joke: "It can't be Ding Yiming who is reluctant to leave."

An Yuan rolled his eyes, quite disdainful: "Forget it, even if he wants to stay, the crew doesn't want him anymore. I heard that the management and his team are still negotiating the issue of contract termination, and it's so complicated that it won't be resolved so quickly."

She was complaining, when she suddenly noticed something, she leaned into Song Yan's ear: "Hey, are you in a good mood today?"

Song Yan was just saying hello to an artist from the same group passing by, with a slight smile on his face, when he heard the words, he suddenly restrained himself: "...What?"

An Yuan smiled to hide the mystery, and said firmly: "I still can't see you? Although your mood is not reflected on the face, but it is all expressed in the air, just like..."

She thought for a while, trying to recall what she said: "It's like what young people say nowadays... pheromones! Yes, even the pheromones around you are sweet."

Song Yan: "..."

He stopped walking, turned around seriously, and looked at An Yuan: "Sister An."

An Yuan: "?"

Song Yanyu sincerely advises: "Stop surfing the Internet and don't browse around."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and quickened his pace, leaving An Yuan behind unconvinced to catch up.

Although he didn't wake up a little bit, Song Yan rarely had the energy to wake up.

Indeed, as An Yuan said, the mood is inexplicably okay.

The third floor of the hotel was used as the make-up area for the actors, and it was already crowded at this time. Song Yan put on the mask, and opened the way with the assistant professionally and low-key, and sent him into the dressing room.

As soon as they walked in, several people stood up in front of them, and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Teacher Song!"

Song Yan was startled, and subconsciously took half a step back.

There were already five people waiting in the spacious dressing room, and they were a little loose at first, but when they saw Song Yan coming in, they immediately cheered up and stood up straight.

If he hadn't seen them packing their makeup bags just now, Song Yan would almost have wondered whether they were making makeup for themselves or meeting the leaders for inspection.

He even glanced back to make sure no one else was going to come in but himself.

...Only An Yuan who was also stunned like himself.

"Mr. Song, we are your makeup team, please take care of us." The lead makeup artist said politely, "Just let us know if you have any ideas, and we will do our best."

Song Yan was not used to this kind of scene, so he nodded subconsciously.

In the past, he was just a second-tier actor in the crew, not to mention sharing the dressing room with others, and even the makeup team was in line.

The so-called actors and other makeup artists, not makeup artists and others.

After all, his coffee position is there, and it is not at the level where he can have a professional makeup team, and it is all provided by the crew.

Song Yan is currently going through the contract termination procedure with the brokerage company, so there is no styling team brought in, and of course the company itself can't afford it.

So these people must have been arranged by the crew.

Song Yan sat down, and the stylists surrounded him.

Seeing that she has nothing to do here, An Yuan walked out of the room to look around.

Next door is the dressing room of the female number one Zhou Chun, and her manager also happens to be standing outside the dressing room.

Zhou Chun's manager has yellow hair, is about thirty years old, and laughs at everyone he sees. He is a friend of women who looks very docile.

Seeing An Yuan, Huang Mao came up to say hello: "Sister An, I wish you a happy old age."

An Yuan was looking at the dressing room on the other side, when she heard this, she turned around and responded.

"What are you looking at?" Huang Mao joked in a low voice, "Are you interested in the new male number two?"

An Yuan was slightly surprised: "Already here?"

There were so many people in the corridor of the dressing room that they could hardly hear their voices. The two barely communicated because they got very close.

Huang Mao nodded mysteriously.

An Yuan continued to ask: "Have you already joined the group? I haven't heard any rumors."

Huang Mao knew a lot of inside information, and he couldn't hold it in his stomach at all. He happened to get to know An Yuan a lot after eating hot pot, and he pulled out everything he knew: "He joined the group very suddenly, probably from the election. It didn't take long for people to make a decision, except for the core members, many people in the group didn't know about it."

An Yuan thought for a while: "Who made the decision?"

Huang Mao said: "Of course it's Director Lu and Mr. Sheng. After passing the director's team, it's almost the same."

"You'll find out after a while. It's a former big star who has been out of action for many years. He just came back from abroad."

Just as he finished speaking, someone called Huang Mao: "Brother, sister Zhou Chun is calling you."

"Hey, here we come." Huang Mao waved his hand at An Yuan, "Let's go, let's have dinner together when we have time."

An Yuan nodded, feeling a little emotional.

The people in front of her came and went, but everyone who knew who she was stopped to say hello, even the busy people who were in a hurry would smile politely at her at worst.

This is probably a fox pretending to be a tiger.

It was only in this crew that she gained so much respect for the first time, and she could always get first-hand information.

In the past, she was the only one who nodded and bowed most of the time, flattering and apologizing, just to win something for Song Yan.

Now he can also rely on Song Yan's momentum.

An Yuan smiled and went back to the dressing room.

Song Yan's makeup is relatively simple, and it didn't take long to complete it.

He did not completely follow the ideas of the modeling team, but modified a part of it himself in order to better fit the character setting.

Different from the usual lack of right to speak, now his ideas are absolutely respected, so he is also very satisfied with the results obtained after the makeup is completed.

An Yuan leaned over and whispered in his ear the gossip she had just heard.

Song Yan gently stroked the hair on his forehead with one hand, thinking thoughtfully:

"Come back from abroad, have been in shadow for many years..."

He repeated in a low voice, and then thought of the figure of the actor who was close to the figure of the second male lead, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was pointing to someone.

An Yuan looked at his expression from the side, and asked tentatively, "Who do you think of?"

Song Yan shook his head: "Nothing."

He changed the subject: "By the way, is my box of cookies in the refrigerator? Are you sure?"

An Yuan was speechless: "This is the fifth time you've asked me this question, let it go, let it go last night."

She complained inexplicably: "Mr. Sheng still misses you with this box of rough biscuits? I miss you so much."

Song Yan squinted his eyes, a little aggrieved: "It's not for you to eat!"

You know, as a person who has always thought that his baking skills are good, he suddenly found out that his cooking was actually not delicious, which is tantamount to overturning his worldview.

In addition, this will keep thinking back to the time when I was full of confidence and made snacks for Sheng Yun. In fact, this poor ex was eating it with pain and praising the delicious food without conscience. .

At the same time, there was also some inexplicable impulse to send the biscuits I made this time to him.

But this time, I will definitely tell him that he only needs to taste a little bit, and he doesn't need to force himself to eat more.

Very contradictory thoughts existed in his mind at the same time, and finally fell on the box of small biscuits, so he was particularly worried that it would not be well preserved so that he would not be able to wait for Sheng Yun to come to the group.

Even he himself couldn't figure out what the reason for this expectation was.

After finishing the styling, Song Yan put on a thick coat, got in the car and headed to the set.

The set was already bustling. Although it was still early and it was the first day of work after the new year, there was no drowsy atmosphere on set.

Most of the people in the group are relatively young, and the relationship seems to be very harmonious, so the atmosphere of cooperation is good.

"I feel that there are not many crews with this kind of atmosphere." Song Yan got out of the car and greeted them one by one. Even he was infected with faint excitement, and said to An Yuan, "Because everyone likes this movie very much." drama?"

An Yuan replied: "There are other reasons."

Song Yan: "?"

An Yuan simply summed it up: "The salary of the staff is more than three times that of the same industry. Mr. Sheng spent a considerable part of the investment on it. Even the salaries of the extras and the crew's box lunch are far more than any other crew. standards."

Song Yan nodded and remained silent for a while.

Sometimes, he really didn't understand the "capitalist" Sheng Yun.

But slowly, he seemed to be able to understand why this young president, who seemed so arrogant that others felt intimidated, always received unconscious praise from his subordinates.

Not long after Song Yan arrived on the set, another RV drove over.

Immediately behind was a relatively low-key luxury car, but Song Yan could tell at a glance that Sheng Yun was sitting inside.

Apart from him, no one in the crew would be willing to drive a car worth tens of millions into a studio that was comparable to a construction site.Although this should be considered a downgrade for him.

A person got in and out of the RV.

There were big and small exclamations from all around, and An Yuan took a look and said in surprise, "It's... Chi Chao?"

Song Yan saw the people coming down from a distance, and was slightly taken aback.

But soon, there was no look of surprise on his face, because in fact, he had faintly suspected it was him.

After many years of acting, just returned to China, a former big star.

Coupled with the height and appearance style, it is indeed the most like him.

His eyes didn't linger on the leading man in the air who attracted the attention of the whole crew, but looked at the car behind him.

Sheng Yun was wearing an off-white windbreaker, which was different from his previous clothes.

Song Yan was a little reluctant to admit it, but the fact was that the moment he saw this man, his heart beat wildly.

I haven't seen you for half a month, and I haven't had any contact for half a month. It seems a little strange.

Chi Chao stood still and waited for Sheng Yun to come over. Lu Jin also followed and introduced loudly to the whole group.

Welcoming applause rang out, and after a brief greeting, everyone returned to their jobs, and Chi Chao walked directly towards Song Yan.

Song Yan noticed his gaze and instinctively dodged it.

Lu Jin was planning to introduce the two of them, so he walked ahead and came to Song Yan.

"Come, come, let me introduce. This is our lead actor, Song Yan." Lu Jin said the opening remarks, pointing to Chi Chao and said to Song Yan, "This is..."

Chi Chao suddenly took a step forward, interrupted Lu Jin's words, stretched out his hand to Song Yan, and smiled at Yan Yan: "We know each other, so there is no need to introduce."

Song Yan raised his head and looked at Chi Chao. He still couldn't come back to his senses. After a while, he stretched out his hand and shook hands with him. He subconsciously glanced at Sheng Yun who was standing aside, and said in an unnatural tone, "Hello."

Lu Jin was choked back by the introduction, and quickly took two steps back, came to Sheng Yun's side, and whispered to his ear: "They actually know each other? Chi Chao didn't say anything before?"

No one responded, Lu Jin turned around suspiciously: "Why didn't you say..."

In the middle of speaking, he immediately fell silent.

The tall man beside him now had his thin lips tightly pursed, his profile was sharp, and his eyes were flat and cold.

Although it seemed that he was emotionally stable, Lu Jin, who had been a friend for too long, immediately realized that his anger was ready to be released.

Lu Jin carefully took two steps aside to prevent himself from being accidentally injured.

Song Yan naturally sensed something was wrong, seeing that Chi Chao was very close to him, he took half a step back, and touched his nose uncomfortably: "I didn't expect you to come back, and it happened to be this drama, what do you think?" How about "Morning Star Project"?"

Chi Chao replied quickly, with a natural tone: "I came back to China just for you, and of course I will come if I have such an opportunity."

Song Yan: "..."

Sheng Yun: "?"

Lu Jin, who was always watching Sheng Yun's face: "!!"

What's going on, it seems that this sentence is over, and the atmosphere is even more tense!

Song Yan didn't understand at all, so he could only play sloppy eyes: "Look at what you said...don't be joking."

Chi Chao turned around and explained to Sheng Yun and Lu Jin: "I didn't tell Director Lu and Mr. Sheng before that A Yan and I knew each other when we were young, so we should be regarded as childhood sweethearts. My mother and Aunt Lu are very good friends. Girlfriend."

Song Yan looked at Sheng Yun's face from the corner of his eye. Although there was no big difference in his expression, his intuition told him that it was not the case.

Inexplicably, he felt a little guilty, because he had never mentioned Chi Chao to him, not even when they were together.

After all, Chi Chao was seven years older than him, and he was still in high school when he debuted. It wasn't long before Chi Chao left the circle and went abroad, and the two of them never got in touch again. This person didn't leave much impression on him at all, but he didn't know why It will come out of nowhere.

Sheng Yun's eyes darkened, and he finally said the first sentence in a long time: "That's such a coincidence."

There was some ambiguous emotion in his tone: "After all, he is...a childhood sweetheart."

Song Yan: "..."

The word seemed even more wrong coming out of his mouth.

With that in mind, he said, "...well, it's Fa Xiao, just like you and Director Lu..."

Lu Jin's EQ went online, and smoothed things along: "That's right, what a coincidence, hahaha."

After laughing embarrassingly, Sheng Yun left with a blank expression.

Song Yan was a little terrified, his eyes were glued to Sheng Yun's back, and he couldn't move away. He wanted to explain something, but felt unable to speak.

Chi Chao, on the other hand, didn't notice any abnormality at all, and all his thoughts were on Song Yan.

The people around are gone, only the two of them can hear each other, and Chi Chao's tone has changed a lot:

"Ayan, you seem to have lost weight."

Song Yan's expression froze: "Just call me Song Yan."

Chi Chao smiled and said, "Didn't you always call it that when you were young?"

Song Yan frowned: "That was when I was a child."

"Okay, okay." Chi Chao coaxed him in the tone of coaxing a child, "Listen to you, you have grown up."

Song Yan didn't want to talk to him on the set, so he turned around and said, "The filming is about to start, let's get ready first."

Chi Chao didn't refute, but instead said, "I've made a reservation for dinner tonight."

Song Yan paused, and before he could refuse, Chi Chao left.

During the whole day of filming, except in front of the camera, Song Yan felt a little thorn in his back, always looking for Sheng Yun's figure, but he never found it.

Several times I turned on my phone and wanted to explain it to him, but I felt unable to explain it.

Say he has nothing to do with Chi Chao?

There is too much silver 300 taels here.

What's more, Sheng Yun is not someone of his, and there is no reason to report to him.

After work was over, Song Yan followed the address given by Chi Chao, and took a full hour and a half by car to arrive at an extremely exquisite kaiseki restaurant.

He was very hungry, and he was a little motion sick due to the bumps along the way, and he almost passed out when he got out of the car.

This store is exquisite and small, with winding paths and quiet, small boxes can only seat two people, and every decoration can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into it.

In the private room, Song Yan and Chi Chao sat opposite each other, looking sleepy.

"Tired after filming for a whole day?" Chi Chao poured him a glass of white water, and asked with concern, "Your complexion is not good."

Song Yan was a little helpless, let anyone starve all afternoon, filmed so many scenes, and took a car for more than an hour to come here, only to find that the place to eat was completely unsuitable to his appetite and impossible to be full. Stone cuisine, who can look good?

The body is not tired and the heart is tired.

Thinking so in his heart, he still saved enough face for the big brother next door in his childhood: "A little bit, it will be fine in a while."

He turned to ask: "Why do you suddenly think of returning to China?"

Chi Chao: "Didn't I say it, for you."

Song Yan frowned, and looked a little more serious: "Stop joking."

Chi Chao laughed: "Why don't you believe it?"

"After I came back, I went to see Aunt Lu. She said that you had a bad time a while ago, but recently you picked up a male lead and you are very popular."

When Song Yan heard him mention Lu Zhinan, his face immediately became colder: "So you came to watch me for her?"

His tone was rare with a sharp edge: "I still want me to give up the camera directly and stop going against their ideas."

Chi Chao shook his head and explained: "You misunderstood...Auntie is just worried about you."

He hesitated for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "Auntie said, last year...you had a boyfriend, broke up badly, and got hurt."

Song Yan suddenly lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"I didn't expect that my Ayan has grown up and wants to fall in love." Chi Chao smiled slightly, with extremely fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he leaned forward, "Actually, if you want to fall in love, come with me." Isn't it the best choice?"

Song Yan raised his head, with a look of disbelief on his face, he couldn't even laugh or cry: "What did you say?"

Chi Chao straightened up and gently fiddled with the tea set in front of him: "A Yan, I have tried my best to protect you when I was young. I have not been by your side these few years, but I have always thought about you."

He raised his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Seriously, only I know what you really are like, don't you..."

Chi Chao sighed, and said earnestly: "Apart from me, will anyone else accept everything about you?"

Song Yan looked straight into his eyes, stood up suddenly after a while, and the table in front of him made a harsh sound.

Song Yan's voice trembled uncontrollably because of Chu Li's anger: "...do you know what you are talking about?"

Chi Chao was a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at Song Yan who was standing up, only to realize that he had changed from his usual indifferent and gentle appearance. When he looked at him coldly like this, he not only looked like a cat whose hair had exploded, but also looked like an angry cat. The struggling lion cub has sharp claws and teeth, as if it will fight to the death even if it loses.

Chi Chao suddenly panicked, stood up and explained: "I..."

With a swipe, the box door was slammed open.

Outside the door, stood a tall man impressively, with a cold face, dark eyes, and a depressing aura all over his body.

The moment he saw Sheng Yun, Song Yan seemed to have been smoothed out of the fur that had blown up in an instant, and all his claws and teeth were restrained, and he became a cat curled up into a ball again, with downcast eyes and soft eyes.

Of course, he was a little embarrassed, because he didn't know how to explain that he was eating alone with Chi Chao.

Chi Chao looked at Sheng Yun, saw the unknown restaurant operation manager behind him, and asked in confusion, "Mr. Sheng? Why are you here?"

Sheng Yun hooked the corner of his mouth perfunctorily: "It's such a coincidence."

He casually gave a reason: "I came here to talk about work, but I was released as a pigeon. I happened to pass by here and wanted to have a meal. Since you also happen to be here, why don't we have a table together?"

Chi Chao: "..."

His complexion immediately turned ugly, and he felt that this reason was really unreasonable, not to mention why Sheng Yun happened to choose a place so far away from the crew to talk about work, and what kind of work partner dared to put the pigeons of this grand son?

I'm afraid it's not that the company wants to go bankrupt.

Chi Chao forced a smile and said, "It was originally our honor, but... there is no room for three people here."

Sheng Yun said indifferently: "Change the room."

Chi Chao said awkwardly: "This is a membership system, the room needs to be reserved three days in advance, I'm afraid..."

Song Yan didn't have a chance to speak all the time, but he clearly felt the smell of gunpowder getting stronger and stronger, his palms started to sweat, and he thought frantically about how to smooth things over, but he still had no idea.

"Oh?" Sheng Yun looked down at the operation manager beside him slowly, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is that so?"

The tall man was leaning against the door, his whole body was full of undisguised aggression, there was an unfriendly smile on his lips, and the sharp jawline was slightly raised, showing that he was not happy now. Mood and innate sense of oppression.

The operation manager of the restaurant whose biggest funder is the Xingxiang Group wiped off the cold sweat on his head:

"In principle, yes... But of course, Mr. Sheng has needs, and he will meet them no matter what. There are rooms on the third floor for you to use."

Sheng Yun turned his gaze, admiring Chi Chao's extremely embarrassing expression, his eyes were a little imperceptibly proud, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, his tone was rather reserved and indifferent:

"Let's go upstairs."

The author has something to say:

Damn, he was pretending to be there.