The president regrets

As usual, the recording of the show ended, and it was already late.

"The Cultivation of an Actor" is different from ordinary variety shows. It not only requires the guests to show the temperament of variety shows, but also the strength of actors.

It is still very tiring to prepare a brand new script every week, go through grinding, rehearsal, and live performance.

The makeup for today's performance was a bit heavy, after the interview, Lin Yixin lay down on the makeup chair and asked Xiaoying to help her remove the makeup.

With Lin Yixin's rise, Xiaoying's work has become more and more busy, but she is smart and not afraid of getting tired, so her work ability is getting stronger and stronger.

Makeup removal is so easy, Xiaoying not only professionally and gently applied makeup remover, but also gave her a massage.

Lin Yixin was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep like this.

After her face was clean and her fatigue was relieved by taking a nap, Xiaoying handed the phone to Lin Yixin and said to her, "Sister, should I listen to today's broadcast or go back to the hotel to sleep?"

"Play it for a while first, then pinch my neck twice." Lin Yixin changed his position.

Xiaoying saw that she had picked up her phone, so she picked up the important things first and said, "Today is not much different from the past, except that there was a random news on the Dou Group tonight."

"What news?" Lin Yixin looked at her.

"Probably someone saw the attendance list of the Raccoon Film Festival in advance. Seeing that you and my idol's name are together, it must be said that you are a couple." Xiaoying's men kept beating, "What about Teacher Xiao? Bian already knew about it, and they were dealing with it, saying that the impact would not be significant."

"Well, "The Orphan" is going to participate, and Xiao Zhenyu has already passed Raccoon City, and the time is almost up." Lin Yixin sighed, "Director Jiang has been covering it for so long, so it may have to be announced a few days in advance."

"Finally the day has come." Xiaoying followed suit with a long sigh, but her face couldn't hide her joy, "My artist is so good but I can't say it, but it's killing me!"

Lin Yixin smiled, stood up and moved his body: "Go, let's go back."

The two walked through the corridor all the way, said hello to the busy staff, and soon arrived at the lobby on the first floor.

Lin Yixin's hair was tied up simply and she was completely bare-faced. Xiaoying grabbed her and took out a hat and a mask from her bag: "Sister, cover it up, there are still fans outside."

Lin Yixin took it over and said with a smile, "It's not my fan."

"They will also shoot people who are not you." Xiaoying said earnestly, "Sister, you are no longer the Lin Yixin you used to be. Now that you are involved in scandals, big news will be revealed in two days. You have to learn to pay attention to your image."

"Okay." Lin Yi was kind-hearted, and put on his hat and mask.

The two came out of the gate. Although they were very low-key, they still attracted the attention of fans on the side of the road.

It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and those who could keep up to this point were experienced star fans who had money and leisure.

There were not many people, and there was no shouting, but someone set up a camera and took a few pictures of them.

Xiaoying walked close to Lin Yixin, trying to block the camera for her.

There is a short distance from the studio building to the hotel.

They came here by car during the day, and at night, when the temperature was good, they walked back.

The two couldn't help discussing the fans just now, Xiaoying said cheerfully: "It won't be long before you will even be deprived of this kind of free time for walking around late at night."

She danced and gestured: "There will be fanatical fans jumping out of the bushes on the roadside, holding autograph books, chasing you and chatting all the way. There will be someone waiting outside your hotel, waiting for you. Before you step into the hotel, a Accurate interception!"

Lin Yixin suddenly stopped.

Xiaoying was walking backwards, and she was taken aback for a moment, seeing her staring at her back with a serious expression, her spine felt cold all of a sudden.

"Sister, what's the matter..." she asked in a low voice.

"You hit it off." Lin Yixin's voice was muffled in the mask, "A...precisely intercepted."

Xiaoying jumped up in fright, jumping towards Lin Yixin, and covered her with her hands.

In the end, what she saw were not fanatical fans, but their immediate boss, the boss of Qiafan, Mr. Xiao Shen.

Mr. Shen stood on the curb in the middle of the night, leaning against a dim street lamp, his crisp and beautiful windbreaker was blown up by the wind, revealing layers of long gauze skirts.

Her short hair was a little messy, and between light and shadow, a pair of eyes looked over, depressed and affectionate.

Xiaoying was both excited and sad in her heart. With just one glance, she was able to work tirelessly to write a fanfic with a burning heart tonight.

"Boss Shen." She murmured, and turned to look at Lin Yixin, "Sister, it's actually true, after all, Boss Shen must be your number one fanatic fan."

Lin Yi thought: "Go back to the hotel first."

"Okay!" Xiaoying nodded like a rattle.

She was supposed to go through Shen Jiao on the way back, but in order not to affect them in the slightest, Xiaoying limped and simply took a detour.

All of a sudden, these two people were left in the empty half of the street.

Lin Yi's heart didn't move, and Shen Jiao didn't move either.

Her body seemed to be frozen in that place, only a pair of eyes were agile, looking at her, there were infinite emotions from afar.

Lin Yixin was familiar with her state. Shen Jiao drank a lot.

So she had to take the initiative and walked towards Shen Jiao.

As they got closer, they could smell the smell of alcohol, Shen Jiao curled up her lips and said softly: "You're back."

Having said that, he stretched out his hand, and his body tilted extremely fast, leaving no room for himself.

If Lin Yixin didn't answer, she would fall to the ground, just like Lin Yixin knew that if she ignored Shen Jiao who was waiting for her late at night today, Shen Jiao would be able to stand here until dawn.

So Lin Yixin still caught her.

Light and fluffy, no weight.Maybe she's thinner than before, and her shoulders are a little tight.

"How much did you drink?" Lin Yixin asked.

"Just happened to talk to you." Shen Jiao's arm was on her shoulder, and her hands were secretly crossed behind her.

"What do you want from me?" Lin Yixin asked again.

Shen Jiao didn't answer anymore, she pouted her lips, feeling aggrieved.

Mr. Xiao Shen usually has a domineering and cold appearance, but in fact he is not cold or cool at all.

Doggy eyes, pointed nose, if he put on a soft expression, he would be as pitiful as he is now.

Very pitiful, as if the whole world has done something sorry for her.

Lin Yixin pulled people away a little, and asked her: "What's wrong?"

Shen Jiao muttered twice, then suddenly put down a hand and poked her pocket.

"Sent you a message." She poked again, "Did you see it?"

Lin Yixin doesn't look at his phone when he's working, and he hasn't had time to look at his phone until now after work.

Hearing this, she stuffed her hands into her pockets, wanting to see what she sent.

Shen Jiao grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement: "Don't watch it."

Where did this capricious request come from? Turning your face is like flipping a book, and it is unpredictable. Lin Yixin smiled angrily: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I want to talk to you." Shen Jiao said, "Let's find a place."

"The night is too late, it's time to rest." Lin Yi thought, "I'm very tired."

"I'm tired too." Shen Jiao's expression seemed to be about to cry, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lin Yixin looked at her and stopped talking.

The nights in early spring are not so cold, and everything seems to soften.

There was something shiny in Shen Jiao's eyes, and after a while, she added two words: "It's been a long time."

Lin Yixin couldn't stand her like this.

Xiao Boss Shen is used to being domineering and domineering on weekdays. When he sincerely begs people, he has the charm of rare treasures.

The last time was on a snowy day during the New Year's Eve, and this time it was on a quiet spring night. Every time, Lin Yi was very tired and exhausted, so a hole was torn open and blown in by the wind.

It seems that the body is rewarding itself, you can relax, you can be willful, you can not think about the past or the future, and stay quietly with this beautiful child for a while.

Lin Yixin let go of her and said, "Go back to the hotel."

Shen Jiao followed behind her step by step: "Our hotel is one."

Lin Yixin whispered: "I know."

"What a coincidence." After Shen Jiao finished speaking, she added a contradictory sentence, "I have specially arranged to be with you."

Lin Yixin sighed, feeling that the mask was a little stuffy, so he didn't speak.

Shen Jiao didn't say any more, as if she was afraid of her, she took a step back, and the distance between the two of them was separated a little.

They went back to the hotel one after the other and entered the same elevator, just the two of them, awkward and silent.

Lin Yixin didn't know Shen Jiao's floor and room number, and this person didn't intend to go back to his room, so he followed out of the elevator, followed the corridor, and followed to the door of her room.

Lin Yixin opened the door, Shen Jiao quickly squeezed herself in, and then stood blankly at the entrance.

Lin Yixin looked at her and was sure that he had indeed drunk a little too much.

"Why don't you have some more?" Lin Yixin pointed to the refrigerator in the room, his tone full of anger.

Shen Jiao shook her head, as if remembering the topic, her eyes lit up, and asked her: "Are you tired?"

"Yes." Lin Yixin nodded.

"Then go wash up, take a hot shower, and feel better after washing." Shen Jiao walked towards the sofa, "I'll wait for you here."

"I don't wash." Lin Yixin also walked to the sofa and sat down.

She looked at Shen Jiao, who blinked slowly, with a pure and innocent look on her face.

Lin Yixin took off his coat, threw it aside, opened the cigarette case on the table, and took out a cigarette.

Shen Jiao said, "Don't smoke."

Lin Yixin was not addicted to cigarettes, and only smoked one occasionally. It was not that Shen Jiao had never seen her smoke before, and she never stopped her.

Today was abnormal to the end, Lin Yixin glanced at her: "Huh?"

Shen Jiao pursed her lips: "The last time you smoked, you had to sever ties with me."

Lin Yixin laughed all of a sudden, put the cigarette in her mouth, and lit the lighter: "What I want to tell you this time is similar."

"There's nothing to say about this." Shen Jiao's expression suddenly changed, her brows were frowned, and she was very conflicted.

"There is really nothing to say, but I think Mr. Shen has not figured it out." Lin Yixin took a puff of cigarette, turned on his phone, and saw the message.

-I regret.

It was really not something Shen Jiao could say.

It was really something Shen Jiao could say.

Lin Yixin sometimes felt that he already knew Shen Jiao very well, even though they did not talk about poetry, songs, life philosophy.

But sometimes, I feel that people are worthy of being human, and they will never be a character that can be written on a piece of paper, or a stagnant water that can be framed by a pool.

When Lin Yixin and Shen Jiao ended, he really wanted to end with her.

She thought about several possible development outcomes, and this one is the least likely.

Because the chances are too small, she has neither imagined nor expected it, so it can't be said to be good or bad.

"I understand, you really do want to end our previous relationship." Shen Jiao looked at her, "Whether it's because you found a better person, or because you found a more desirable path, I already understand gone."

"Yeah." Lin Yixin now believes that she understands.

"I said I regret it, and I was answering your question." Shen Jiao said, "You asked me before."

"En." Lin Yixin stared at the cigarette on his fingertips, and the smoke curled up.

"This matter is over here. If you don't want to look back, then we won't look back." Shen Jiao said, "I regret it, and it's useless. But I can't pretend that I don't know you."

Lin Yixin smiled: "I still have to work under Mr. Shen."

"Okay." Shen Jiao also smiled, and suddenly asked her, "Do you hate me?"

Lin Yixin looked at her, how could he hate her, he couldn't hate her at all.

Boss Xiao Shen is one of those absurd things that can write a whole book in a report, and everyone wants to scold him, but when this person stands in front of you, smiling and moving, you can't hate him at all.

In the final analysis, the essence is not bad, and the life is reckless, which is the envy of everyone.

She shook her head.

Shen Jiao's smile suddenly brightened, showing her white teeth: "Then we can try to be friends besides the relationship between the boss and the employees."

"Will my friends follow me on variety shows and look for opportunities to praise me throughout the whole process?" Lin Yixin asked.

"Good friends will!" Shen Jiao spoke convincingly.

Lin Yixin tilted his head and flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers.

"Oh, I won't do it in the future." Shen Jiao changed her words.

"Would friends use the company account all day long to not only like and comment on my Weibo, but also like and comment on my fans' Weibo?" Lin Yixin continued to ask.

Shen Jiao pursed her lips, and swallowed her words abruptly. She lowered her head and grabbed the tassels on the sofa pillow: "Not in the future."

"My friend would stay up in the middle of the night, drink too much and come to my room, will it affect my rest?" Lin Yixin no longer had the mood to smoke, and put the cigarette out in the ashtray.

Shen Jiao didn't reply this time, she just sat there, pounding the pillow into her arms, almost pulling the tassels off it.

Lin Yixin leaned his head on the back of the sofa, relaxed his body and waited for her.

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Yixin felt that his body and mind were in a trance, Shen Jiao finally moved.

She stood up, walked up to Lin Yixin, leaned over and hugged her.

A light hug, smelling of wine and nice perfume.

Shen Jiao released it as soon as she touched it, and the voice passed by her ears and dispersed in the air.

"Friends can have a good night hug and go to bed early."