Love shuffle

The weather has been pretty good recently. It rarely rains at the end of autumn. Apart from getting colder day by day, there is nothing that makes Fang Qining feel uncomfortable.

Xie Qiao couldn't stay with him for two more days. The blood relationship between father and son is broken. He can't hide for a lifetime. He can't pass it by grinding alone. On the fourth day, he reluctantly said goodbye to Fang Qining .He leaned against the door frame, his expression was fragile and fragile, and he couldn't stand any more tossing.

Fang Qining looked worried, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said, "If you need anything, I'm here for you."

Xie Qiao picked up the mobile phone on the hanger, put on his coat, and gently closed the door.

Fengyan is still bustling, and there are many people who seek comfort in the hustle and bustle of drinks. They would rather have a drink with a stranger than suffer the punishment of an acquaintance.In the evening, Lu An brought his consultant friend Ryan over as usual. Fang Qining slipped open a bottle of juice for himself, then turned to ask Xiao Xu next to him, "Do you drink juice or wine?"

Xiao Xu played with the key pendant in his hand, was taken aback for a moment before raising his head, and said, "Let's have beer."

Ryan looked around and asked curiously, "Didn't Xie Qiao come with you?"

Fang Qining fumbled around for the bottle opener, and when he had time, he replied, "He's not free, and I'm afraid he won't be here for a few days."

Ryan nodded, showing no emotion, and quickly changed the subject.

Lu An ordered a bottle of plum wine, and smiled gently at him: "The book I have is almost finalized now, and I don't need to revise it with the team. I should rest for a while."

Ordinary people don't pay attention to the behind-the-scenes workers of film and television. When Xiao Xu first knew that Lu An was a screenwriter, he went back and searched for his works. Unexpectedly, he even watched one or two of them. A light comedy movie.He was not familiar with Lu An, so he held the quilt and quietly listened to the conversation between Fang Qining and Lu An.

Compound is a button to control Fang Xining. He can finally face Lu An directly. There is no need to enter Lu An's name into the search engine like searching for Ryan. When the two of them sit face to face, he can already ask questions smoothly.

It’s not easy to be a screenwriter. The script is the core of a work. The actors draw on paper and the director makes adjustments, all based on the screenwriter’s creation.Fang Qining found out later that every book written by Lu An had signed his name. He was only in his 20s at the time, which was not an easy task in itself.

Over the past few years, Lu An has no intention of dressing himself up as mature, and he doesn't need to use his appearance to add any leverage to win people's trust. Except for the things that have settled around his body, there is nothing on his face that looks like a man in his early thirties.

In addition to changing dramas without touching books, Lu An has also written many commercial scripts, from one-minute commercials to two-hour movies.

Fang Qining nodded, and replied casually: "When it's released, I'll book the show for you."

Lu An laughed straight after hearing this: "There is no booking for the screenwriter, and I don't participate in the box office share."

"Hmm." Fang Qining was also confused before he realized it, and he laughed too.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Xu's cell phone rang, and he hurriedly withdrew to answer the phone. Only Fang Qining, Lu An, and Ryan were left on the table.

Ryan's face was gentle, and he glanced at the two of them. Presumably, Lu An had revealed the truth to him in private, and said straight to the point: "Several common factors can be manifested in Xiao Xu, but his symptoms are not serious. Get along with him." It can be seen that there is not much problem with his personality, and the main reason should be external factors... I mean factors such as family and society."

"You spend a little more time with him," Ryan looked at Fang Qining, "Slow, shy, and timid, are these your perceptions of his character?"

Fang Qining raised his long eyelashes, turned his gaze to answer him: "Yes, there may be a little... low self-esteem."

Ryan spread his hands: "That's right. This kind of inferiority complex may come from his crush, boss, or family, but I can only say so much for the time being after analyzing specific issues. The only good thing is that he doesn't count He especially rejects interacting with people, and without actively seeking medical treatment, he can consider subtly changing his cognition, and if the symptoms worsen, my suggestion is to talk to him frankly and adopt a more effective treatment method.”

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a corner of his clothes, Xiao Xu came back quickly, and the two of them immediately stopped talking.Seeing his gloomy expression, Fang Qining asked a lot: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Xu forced a smile: "No, the editor-in-chief has something to do with me."

He obviously didn't want to say much, and he was even more reticent after that, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two, and it was under the circumstances that Fang Qining tried his best to bridge him.

The fixed gossip session is particularly redundant today, Xie Qiao is not there, and the person who controls the rhythm has become Ryan, who found a suitable node and ended today's party.

Fang Qining personally sent the person out, Lu An shook his hand, and said softly, "See you tomorrow."

Back at the round table, Xiao Xu still sat alone in a daze.

Fang Qining shook the bottom of the bottle, poured out the remaining wine, put his elbow on the table casually, held the glass and touched Xiao Xu's, and said, "Why are you in a daze."

Xiao Xu clinked glasses with him dully, the wine flowed out, quickly took out two pieces of paper to dry it, and stuffed it into the trash can on the ground.He has a very wonderful characteristic. He is actually nervous and fearful when interacting with others, but he always tries to maintain a peaceful and calm surface.

Just like at this moment, Xiao Xu racked his brains to think of a topic, and asked, "Is brother Xie busy with gallery work?"

Fang Qining was just about to nod his head to fool him, when he suddenly remembered the introduction that Xie Qiao had prepared for him, and an idea popped into his mind.

"No." Fang Qining shook his head and lowered his voice slightly, "Do you still remember that Qiao Er said before that he always suffers from insomnia?"

"Ah? I remember." Xiao Xu unconsciously diverted his attention and said seriously.

Fang Xining's tone was very casual: "Insomnia is also a disease for a long time, and it is always tied up with mental illness. Qiaoer is afraid that if she continues like this, she will become depressed sooner or later, so she took a long vacation for herself and went to chat with the doctor."

With an ordinary tone, depression was like a common ailment like seasonal flu in his mouth, but it didn't seem to be lying, at least it bluffed Xiao Xu.Xiao Xu was very surprised, his face wrinkled, he opened his mouth, but was unable to speak for a while.

Fang Qining didn't seem to notice his dull expression at all, the little girl at the front desk yelled at him, and left again like a gust of wind.

His life thus far has been a sticky mess, which he admits looks ridiculous when the person reaching out to him was a complete stranger a few weeks ago.

Adam stopped beside him holding a small bucket of tinkling ice cubes, with half of his palms tucked into his cuffs, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come and try my new wine later."

Xiao Xu was taken aback for a moment, then slowly stretched his face, and said, "Okay."

In the clubhouse halfway across the city, Meng Mingyi had just finished a fierce battle.

The boy who accompanied the drink had a slight timidity in his eyebrows and eyes, regardless of whether it was pretended or natural, Meng Mingyi liked this inexplicable temperament very much.

The casting director sitting on the left was very kind, patted the boy on the shoulder, and quietly gave him the key to the upstairs room.

Meng Mingyi was in a bad mood, but he didn't want to lose his demeanor in front of outsiders. He was afraid that the hostesses would spread his hobbies in private, so he tried his best to contain the tyrannical factors, and only pinched a few deep and shallow introductions behind the boy's waist. , Sprinkled a little tip, let people go out with their pants up.

The news has not been released to the outside world, but everyone who should know has already known it.Lu An has found a cooperating team for his new book. The director is a cutting-edge director, young and energetic, who loves to work against the management. He has a bit of talent, but he has nowhere to use it. The last work was a milk powder advertisement, but he made a lot of money.

The director himself has not yet made a name for himself, and only has a few photographers and field managers under him. After receiving a call from Lu An, he quickly formed a grass-roots team, and was worried about raising investment. It was Lu An who saved people from the fire.

Meng Mingyi has cast a new commercial romance film. The hero and heroine are a pair of fake couples who are hotly hyped nowadays. They were not popular when they were alone, but they made a pair to appear on a variety show, and they became very popular.

Having dinner with the director at night, there was a lot of drinking and drinking, and one of them hugged a little beauty, the assistant director almost couldn't hold back and made a fool of himself.The director has a good relationship with him, so he quickly changed the subject, they were all in the same circle, and it would take a long time to talk about gossip, but today it happened to be about Lu An.

An ordinary screenwriter has more face in the production process than the director and the management, but everyone flocks to his script.Whether you can appreciate it is one thing, and the benefits you get from it are the sweet pastry that you can't bear to let go.

The director frowned, swallowed his wine, and smacked his mouth: "This Lu An is quite unique."

Meng Mingyi was even more depressed, he couldn't drag it on any longer.Several brothers and sisters are more promising than him, he returned home late, and made some quick money in the entertainment industry with the help of his family, but in fact, he has no connection with several big directors.It's okay to hang around, but he's never satisfied with that.

His father is about to live a full life, so he must make a big fuss, Meng Mingyi does not want to be compared on this occasion.

The people attached to by the Meng family are still a corner away from the big man above.And Lu An's father is comparable to Yiyou in the capital.

Meng Mingyi was very tired and didn't want to stay in the club any longer, so he cleaned up briefly, put on his coat and went into the elevator.

The driver was waiting respectfully downstairs, opened the rear door, and asked his opinion in the front row: "Mr. Meng, should we go back to Repulse Bay?"

Repulse Bay is the neighborhood where he gave Zhong Yao the house. Meng Mingyi got his father's approval two years ago and left him a new house in the old house. He often goes back to live in it for a few days every month, pretending to be Day's filial son.

When he was not in the old house, he would basically go to Zhong Yao's place to rest.

Zhong Yao seldom travels far even while filming, and he hasn't been in that suite for almost a week now.The driver's words made Meng Mingyi think of it. In the final analysis, he personally nodded and sent people out. Meng Mingyi couldn't call people back even if he was dissatisfied.

He pinched the center of his brows, with a look of concern on his face, and casually said the address of his lover.The driver got the order, stopped talking, and pulled up the baffle in a proper manner to separate the space between the front and rear rows.