evening tide

After resting for half a day, I checked the procedures with the organizer in the evening, and the two of them prepared to rest early. In order to travel lightly, they only brought a set of skin care products in travel size, thinking they could share them.

So Xiang Wan took a shower in Chao Xin's room, put on his pajamas, and went to his own room.

The next day, after a simple breakfast, the two of them changed their clothes and came to the scene.

This is the first time for Chao Xin to truly experience the popularity of Xiang Wan's "flow" cv. Most of the venue held her banners and posters, wore blue dresses, and some people even made her name small The logo is pasted on his face.

When preparing the stage, Chao Xin glanced at him, then turned his head and asked Xiang Wan: "Xiang Axi, is that you?"

"Yes." Xiang Wan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the banner.

Fans greeted warmly.

Chao Xin took another look, and found that she also has a hand, and her fans were not very good at making these aids before.

She squinted her eyes, and said on the banner: "Chao Xin, my wife."

She was stunned for a moment. Back then, their slogan was still something like "xx flies freely, xx will always accompany you."

Scanning again, he tilted the microphone that was not turned on, turned his head and said to Xiang Wan: "Some people are wearing your blue dresses, but they are holding my sign."

"CP fan." Xiang Wan said.

Sure enough, when they got a little closer, the little girls screamed "Aw".

Chao Xin was startled, a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to rub his forehead with his index knuckles.

There was another "ow".

Chao Xin couldn't understand, and asked Xiang Wan with his eyes.

Xiang Wan said calmly: "They think you are shy in front of me."

Outrageous, Chao Xin smiled and shook his head, raised his high heels slightly, and stood aside.

"Be shy and avoid suspicion after being coaxed," Xiang Wan sighed, and said delicately in a netizen's tone, "It's so easy to knock."

Chao Xin couldn't believe it, how could this seemingly dignified, generous and unruly little girl know so much?

In fact, I don't know much, but after participating in a few offline events and being "molested" a few times, Xiang Wan understood.

After being disturbed like this, Chao Xin smiled cooperatively when she came on stage, which was very different from her appearance when she participated in the movie road show before. Of course, in the eyes of the evil drug-addicted chicken, this difference is due to people around.

Even though their interaction was very professional and nothing out of the ordinary, what was out of the ordinary was Chao Xin's smile.

The meet-and-greet was not long. After the interaction on the stage, there was an on-site sale of peripherals. Chao Xin and Xiang Wan sat in front of the booth, shaking hands and signing autographs with the audience who bought tickets and peripherals.

Chao Xin buried his head in brushing and signing, then handed it over with both hands, nodding coldly.

Xiang Ban smiled sweetly from time to time, and occasionally said when shaking hands: "Thank you for your support."

The completely different reactions made the fans feel very excited. Some CP fans who had lined up for the second time poked their heads out of the line and sighed to the people behind them: "Do you think they look like a wedding scene?"

"Look at us, do we look like followers?"

"Today I just followed this big house, and then tied myself to a tree to add to the fun of the two of them."

Xiang signed the signature, and suddenly noticed that the shoulders of the calm senior beside him slumped, he raised his hand, covered his mouth with his slender fingers, rubbed his nose again, and when he put it down, there was a lingering smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiang Wan asked her while signing.

"Laugh at me, your hearing is great." Chao Xin pursed his lips.

Xiang Wan didn't know why, so he glanced at him briefly, then turned his head again, concentrating on thanking the person in front of him.

After three or five more, a chubby little hand handed over a commemorative transparent card, and Chao Xin signed it expressionlessly, without raising his head when writing the second word, and asked her, "Which tree to tie?"

"Ah?" I didn't expect Chao Xin to speak out, the little girl was petrified.

The tone seemed to come from the outer ring.

Chao Xin didn't speak any more, and handed the toka to her.

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Chao." The little girl stuttered a little.

Xiang Wan smiled, and took another look at Chao Xin: "You scared her."

Chao Xin glanced at the little girl's back and said, "I'm just joking."

Well, failed again.

After a day's work, both of them were very tired, so they went back to the hotel to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

Chao Xin wore a less formal white shirt, made of silk, with irregular ties hanging down the neckline, and black wide-leg trousers with a sealed waist. They were still her favorite classic red-soled shoes.

Xiang Wan also changed into a small champagne-colored suit, put on light makeup, and wore her hair down.

The two drove to a Yunnan cuisine restaurant not far from the hotel. The decoration looked very high-grade, and the clerk was also dressed in Dai costumes.

It can be called a huge mahogany table, with exaggerated piles of flowers in the middle, a bottle of Moutai, a bottle of dry red that Xiang Wan can’t recognize, and a bottle of Hennessy that Yu Zhou’s family drank during the Chinese New Year. A decanter and a streamlined white wine glass.

This is what Chao Xin said, stop drinking.

Xiang Wan smiled sweetly, but the eyes that brushed Chao Xin were somewhat meaningful.

The table is so big, I thought it would be full of people, but in fact it was only Chao Xin's friend - the person in charge of IP procurement on the platform side, Xiao Tan.

And Mr. Hu, the producer who is the host today.

Mr. Hu looks very elegant, not the fat head and big ears that Xiang Wan imagined, he is very thin, wears glasses, looks very healthy, and has a bracelet on his hand.

She specifically looked at Mr. Hu's belt, which didn't have a big logo.

——This is the little tips Su Chang taught her. When dealing with customers, look at the watch first when looking at men. If you don’t know the watch, look at the belt.

And look at the wine before serving the table. Generally speaking, the grade of the wine can roughly represent the grade of the banquet, so as to infer the importance of the host.

However, Mr. Hu's meal was surprisingly homely, because in addition to the assistant on his right, his wife with the youngest son, and his brother-in-law and brother-in-law also came in.

The little boy was hugged on the table, about three or four years old, and was about to crawl to catch flowers.

Xiang Wan and Chao Xin sat next to Mr. Hu and greeted them politely.

After a while, another thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with a ponytail came in, she was slightly fat, and called Mr. Hu and his father, and the little boy's mother and Aunt Zhou.

Chao Xin had a headache.

The dishes were served in order, and the banquet was in full swing. Mr. Hu didn't urge too much wine, because of the family dinner, he even said that Chao Xin could do whatever he wanted, and if he couldn't drink, he could drink.

"Mr. Hu," seeing that the meal was about the same, Chao Xin put down the tissue and started the topic, "Do you have any thoughts on the dubbing of the short play I mentioned earlier?"

"I don't understand this. You are professionals. You can just look at it. I will leave it to you." Mr. Hu said with a smile, his face was a little swollen because of the smell of alcohol.

Chao Xin smiled and said, "Thank you for your trust."

"I really don't have any requirements, Xiao Chao, ah, I am very casual, I just want to have big names, first-line big names, you know the big names in your dubbing circle better than I do," Mr. Hu paused , seemed to be interrupted by the alcohol, raised his head and frowned, opened his mouth twice, and then said, "Don't worry about one word, two words, give me your wrist."

While talking, the youngest son crawled over and grabbed his abalone cup. He frowned and handed the lid to his son to play with, teasing him: "Is it? I want a wrist."

Both brother-in-law and brother-in-law laughed, Chao Xin pursed his lips, his eyes were indifferent.

She was upset, Xiang Wan knew it.

Maybe in the eyes of many people, it is normal to spend money to ask CV to make a few words, but for those who care, a dispensable role, whether it is suitable or not, is just for the purpose of collecting stamps , Code people into, in fact, a little less respected.

It stands to reason that Chao Xin should give priority to the rate of return when accepting projects at this stage, rather than anything else, but she is silent at the moment.