After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

Midsummer has not yet arrived, and the sun in May is bright and warm, but not hot.

Eloquently illuminating the world, making everything in the world extra cute, even Director Wang's always meticulous face is full of smiles.

As the saying goes, people feel refreshed on happy occasions, which is true.

He watched Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin sign the contract at the same time, his professional and calm face was full of ecstasy, and he finally let go of his heart that had been hanging for several days.

Although Director Wang didn't know why Meng Zhijin didn't choose to cooperate with Chen Zhuoying in the end, as long as he could come, it would be fine.

What's more, it's too hard to find Cheng Xi's pure beauty with thick face who doesn't rely on the atmosphere, and the refined Meng Zhijin is obviously much better than the airy Chen Zhuoying.

Daylight fell into the room from one side of the window, unreservedly covering the two sitting in the center of the sofa.

Cheng Xi's long curly hair like seaweed poured down from one cheek, and the upturned eye ends were paired with flamboyant but not frivolous red lips. The goblin that Director Wang had once glimpsed once again appeared before his eyes.

And Meng Zhijin didn't seem to be attracted by the seductive fox beside her at all, her back was straight, and she stared at the contract with lowered eyes.

The hand holding the pen was pale and moist, and he wrote his name without haste, with a calm and calm feeling coming out.

These two people, one red and one white.

One looks hot and provocative, and the other looks abstinent and cold.

Just sitting together, the sense of cp will be absolutely gone!

"Director Wang, it's ready."

The assistant at the side sounded a reminder, Director Wang hurriedly came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Today is really troublesome, you two, come here in person."

"We will coordinate with the two of you in time for the poster shooting before the official recording, and look forward to our next cooperation."

"Okay." Cheng Xi was very polite, and nodded to Director Wang like Meng Zhijin.

After the group signed the contract, they got up and prepared to leave.

The elevator had been arranged to stop early, and the two doors opened at the same time. Cheng Xi looked at the bodyguard next to Meng Zhijin, and knew that she and her would not be able to take the same elevator, so she went straight into the elevator that was not facing them. .

It's just that Meng Zhijin followed her as soon as she walked in.

His footsteps were steady and his movements were neat, as if he hadn't considered going to another elevator that was obviously opened just for her.

Cheng Xi felt strange: "You don't want your bodyguards anymore?"

"I won't go with them." Meng Zhijin replied calmly, and stood beside Cheng Xi unhurriedly.

In the past, Cheng Xi would definitely show disdain when he heard some pretentious words like this.

Only this time, she didn't complain about anything sarcasm, she just let out a crisp "Oh" and looked up at the jumping floor numbers.

The light in the elevator fell gently and brightly on the loose space where several people were, clearly setting off the expressions on their faces.

Meng Zhijin glanced at Cheng Xi without any trace, and asked, "You're in a good mood?"

"That's right." Cheng Xi didn't hide it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth grew stronger, "The annoying thing didn't appear, of course I'm in a better mood."

Cheng Xi felt that the gods must have seen that she had corrected her attitude and stopped acting badly, so she took care of her more in terms of luck.

Just like the day before yesterday, she knew that Chen Zhuoying was going to mess with her resources again, but the program team still chose to cooperate with her.

And this one isn't what it used to be.

If you can't get rid of it once, you will come again, just like a mad dog that can't be shaken off.

I really don't know which god is so kind and powerful.

Help her get this mad dog.

The more Cheng Xi thought about it, the happier she felt.

The lights were burning brightly, and a bright red lingxiao flower bloomed in the mirror reflecting her side face.

Dazzling, people can't take their eyes off.

Cheng Xi still remembers high school physics teaching that the light path is reversible.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the joy in the corners of Meng Zhijin's eyes on the mirror wall.

She paused for a moment, feeling that her discovery was a bit unreal.

She was in a good mood because she hadn't met Chen Zhuoying, so why would Meng Zhijin be in a good mood?

Cheng Xi was puzzled, imitating what Meng Zhijin said just now, and asked, "Are you in a good mood?"

When the words sounded, the joy in the corners of Meng Zhijin's eyes was like a phantom that could not be seen clearly, and then disappeared.

She still had the look of distance from others, and replied: "It's okay."

"No." Cheng Xi denied, "You should be happy."

Her voice was full of affirmation, and the eyes that turned to Meng Zhijin seemed to see through something.

I don't know if it was the weightlessness brought about by the elevator going down, but Meng Zhijin's pupils were disturbed for a moment.

But before she could calm down from this moment, she heard Cheng Xi's surly voice.

The serious black pupils bent like crescent moons, and patted her on the shoulder jokingly: "It's okay, Teacher Meng. I admit that I am in a good mood because I am glad that I don't have to cooperate with ugly monsters, and no one will laugh at you." .”

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and the feeling of weightlessness suddenly dissipated.

A ray of light came in through the opening of the elevator door, and at this moment, Cheng Xi in Meng Zhijin's line of sight overlapped with that young girl in a tutu who was bouncing around in the filming venue.

Meng Zhijin did not deny it.

It's the default.

The popularity of the entertainment industry has always been like waves, rising and falling.The program team didn't want to give up the popularity of Meng Zhijin's popularity as an actress, and the pre-production preparations for the program were progressing quickly.This week, we will be filming a promotional poster for a single and a couple, and we will start recording the first episode of the show next Tuesday.

Cheng Xi was relatively free, and the filming announcement was discussed between Qi Ming and Meng Zhijin.

So the notice card for the promotional poster shooting of the two of them was on the last day of this week, which was staggered with the other groups. This also made Xiao Wu, who had been excitedly wanting to inquire about other couple groups, very lonely.

"Why can't you see people from other groups, so unhappy?" Cheng Xi sat in the makeup mirror and looked at Xiao Wu, who was resting her chin and thinking about something, and stretched out her hand to pinch her face habitually.

"No." Xiao Wu vaguely denied it, and said with other thoughts: "I heard that Ms. Yu also participated in "Our Romantic World". Xijie, you have a good relationship with her, so you can definitely get along with her." Less shots. I just don’t know what her cp looks like, I heard it’s a model.”

Cheng Xi laughed when she heard Wu's words: "You underestimated your teacher Meng too much. With her here, we will have a lot of scenes. She is the rating guarantee for this first episode."

Xiao Wu felt that what Cheng Xi said made sense, because she forgot that the people Meng Zhijin and Cheng Xi had worked with in the past were not at the same level, so she nodded.

Then a staff member brought freshly squeezed mango juice and put it in front of Cheng Xi who was doing makeup.

Under Qi Ming's instructions, Xiao Wu's business has grown by leaps and bounds in the past few days. As soon as he smelled mangoes, he hurriedly stopped him: "I'm sorry, sister Xi is allergic to mangoes."

The little girl quickly withdrew her hand holding the mango juice, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Miss Cheng, we don't know, so I'll change it for you. Do you have any other taboo fruit food?"

Cheng Xi also didn't think that someone would deliberately remember the taboo of a former actor, so she waved her hand casually: "It's okay, other than mango, other juices are fine."

"Okay, wait a moment." The little girl nodded immediately, and walked away quickly after speaking.

Xiao Wu looked at the back of the little girl leaving, as if thinking of something, said to Cheng Xi thoughtfully: "Sister Xi, do you think Teacher Meng knows that you are allergic to mangoes?"

When Cheng Xi heard Xiao Wu's words, she was startled for a moment: "What? What did you think of?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Wu shook his head and boldly expressed his guess, "I just thought that the magazine served you mango cakes that day, and before I had time to tell you that you were allergic to mangoes, Teacher Meng said Let’s say she has a stomachache and can’t eat the cake, so let’s take it all away.”

"Tell me, if she couldn't eat it, why did she take away yours too? Could it be that Mr. Meng is still the kind of person who can't bear others to eat it? It doesn't look like..."

Xiao Wu's words were very uncertain, but he accidentally hit Cheng Xi's guilty conscience.

Under the gesture of the makeup artist, she raised her chin slightly, and her lowered eyes looked a little disdainful: "Child, I didn't expect your divergent thinking to be so far away? These things can be connected together."

"I don't have it." Xiao Wu protested, wringing his fingers and explaining, "I just think it's a coincidence, you are allergic, so she asked someone to replace the mango cake with Longjing crisp..."

"Don't think about it, it's just a coincidence." Cheng Xi took her eyes back and watched the makeup artist calmly put on her makeup.

This sentence is for Xiao Wu, but also for himself.

Don't think about it.

The make-up was completed very quickly, and before Meng Zhijin arrived, Cheng Xi first shot the solo promotional poster.

The setting for the poster shooting is very simple, two huge spotlights hit the white background board, and several square props are placed on the ground.

Although they are all actors who are used to cameras on weekdays, Cheng Xi's expressiveness is still different from others.

The photographer just gave himself and the model time to warm up as usual, took two hastily, and found that the lazy charm of Cheng Xi in the lens was enough to make a film.

"Did Ms. Cheng often shoot magazines in the past? I feel that your shaping power is too strong." The photographer sighed.

This is not the first time Cheng Xi has heard someone sighing to her recently. She smiled and joked to herself: "I almost have no job to do, how can I often shoot magazines."

"How can there be no work!"

This photographer was obviously more outgoing than the one Cheng Xi encountered last time. Hearing what Cheng Xi said, he immediately denied it, and took out his business card: "Miss Cheng's expressiveness can actually be used as a plane model. You Long hands and long legs are very advantageous.”

Cheng Xi looked at the sincerity in the man's eyes and thought he was quite interesting.

Without thinking too much, she said "OK" and reached out to take the postcard from the man.

But she didn't expect that before she took the business card from the man's hand, another hand intercepted the business card.

The man's arms were slender, and his hands with clear bones had a lustrous luster like jade.

She held a black card in her hand, the pure black and cold white formed a sharp contrast.

A shadow fell from Cheng Xi's left shoulder.

Meng Zhijin walked into the studio at some point and stood beside the two of them.

She lowered her eyes, carefully studied the man's business card in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "What can I do?"

The man explained, and shared with Meng Zhijin in a relaxed tone: "Just now I was joking with Ms. Cheng, saying that she will not have a job in the future, so she will come to me to be a plane model..."

But he didn't want to be interrupted by Meng Zhijin before he finished speaking: "Since it's a joke, it's better not to play it during working hours."

There was no expression on Meng Zhijin's face, and there was some inhumanity in her voice.

She had already done her makeup, and the white mid-sleeves hung down on her body, and her long hair loosely scattered gave her an amiable but alienated feeling.

A cold air brushed against the man's bare arms, and his hair stood up, making him unconsciously clenched the camera in his hand, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, Mr. Meng."

"The single photo of Ms. Cheng has been completed, shall we take a group photo next?" The man discussed with the two of them as planned.

"Okay." Cheng Xi nodded, just in time for her to finish work early and call it a day.

There was nothing wrong with Meng Zhijin, so she casually handed the man's business card to Xiao Qi, and walked towards the shooting area.

"Ms. Cheng and Mr. Meng, please sit on the ground." The man commanded while composing the picture.

Although this is not the first time that two people have stood together in front of the camera, there is still some subtlety in the air.

They have really touched each other's bodies earlier than real couples, and after they separated and reunited, they became "strange" work partners.

Sometimes it's too familiar to let go.

The circulating cold wind in the studio could not counteract the heat from the spotlights, so Cheng Xi sat down next to Meng Zhijin under the command of the photographer, her shoulders seemingly touching each other.

At this moment, the commanding voice of the man came again: "Then, Mr. Meng, please rest on Miss Cheng's lap."

The author has something to say:

Pigeon: Thank you, photographer.

Meng Air Conditioning: Thank you, photographer.

Cheng Xixi: Shame.

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