Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

After a period of filming ended, a group of visitors came. Ji Jiayi's younger sister, Ji Jiayu, came to the scene. The Ji family is an artist family. Ji Jiayu is currently a host of a certain TV station and is also a star.

She has an excellent temperament, slender and graceful, with curly hair and red lips, wearing a tight vest and wide-leg pants that drag to the floor. As soon as she came, she wrapped herself around Ji Jiayi, obediently flattering her, as if asking for something.

Ji Jiayi concentrated on doing her own thing and didn't pay much attention to her. Instead, Ji Jiayu kept talking non-stop, giving full play to the advantages and strengths of the host. Nagging: "I know you and Dad are at odds, but you won't go back for Dad's 60th birthday? It's unreasonable, brother. Besides, it won't waste your time to go back and have lunch with everyone. Why don't you give me face?"

Ji Jiayi didn't say a word, staring at the camera lens of the monitor to see the picture just taken.

Ji Jiayu continued to persuade her elder brother earnestly, which seemed to have no effect, and finally said: "The things of the past are over, you two are so boring, anyway, I have finished what I want to say, and the meaning I want to convey is also clear. Whether you come back or not."

After Ji Jiayu finished speaking, she held up her umbrella and walked away angrily, stepping on her eight-centimeter stiletto high-heeled shoes and walking steadily. Before she left, she stopped suddenly and turned around to look at the crew.

In the end, her eyes stopped on a handsome and beautiful face.

Song Yishang stared at her silently, Ji Jiayu smiled at Song Yishang, but Song Yishang didn't seem to respond, Ji Jiayu tilted her head and looked at Song Yishang carefully, there was a lot of commotion at the scene, and in the end she just left Curling his lips, he turned and left again.

Song Yishang looked puzzled, and just about to speak, the assistant director called him aside and warned him in a low voice: "Don't gossip about the director's family affairs."

Song Yishang immediately understood something, grabbed the assistant director's arm, and asked, "Then why are he and his dad not getting along?"

The assistant director lit a cigarette: "I don't know. Although this is well known in the circle, everyone doesn't know the reason."

Song Yishang stopped asking.

In view of Qian Yu's poor performance recently, he often needs to go to the nanny's car to find water to drink. As soon as he opened the door of the car, he saw Ji Jiayu standing on the back of the car like a young lady, completely without the elegance and demeanor of a TV station beauty. She ate the washed strawberries and waved to Song Yishang.

Song Yishang looked at her with one hand on the car door, nodded cautiously at her, and did not express anything else.

"The little boy is pretty." Ji Jiayu said with a smile, and the next second, she ran to Song Yishang's side, lowered her voice and asked gossip, "What's your relationship with my brother?"

Song Yishang backed his head, and was startled, it turned out that Ji Jiayu didn't know why Ji Jiayi asked him to act.

"It doesn't matter." Song Yishang said.

Ji Jiayu's red lips parted slightly: "Then why did my brother ask you to act in a play? The public opinion is crazy, you are so confused, no, sorry, you are not as popular now, can my brother choose you for no reason?"

Song Yishang: "Then you have to ask him."

Ji Jiayu coughed, she didn't seem to want to communicate with Ji Jiayi very much, she said again: "The relationship between you and my brother is really not that kind of thing, I understand it very well, in the entertainment industry, this kind of thing is very common."

Song Yishang's face was indifferent: "No."

Ji Jiayu sighed: "I thought he was enlightened." After finishing speaking, she pinched Song Yishang's face with both hands, and tugged like touching a child's face. Song Yishang obviously didn't expect her to do this , this sexy stunner in the eyes of the audience is actually extremely naive and familiar in private, and stared at her fiercely for a while.

"Don't be so fierce. I think my sister was still your mother's fan back then. Where did my sweet baby go?" Ji Jiayu finally stopped, and just gently stroked Song Yishang's face.

"My brother must have a reason for choosing you. Let's work on the movie. I will continue to pay attention to this movie." Ji Jiayu encouraged Song Yishang.

Song Yishang touched his face after being violated, and looked at the female anchor quite speechlessly.

Seeing a staff member coming this way, Ji Jiayu took out her sunglasses from her pocket, blew a kiss to Song Yishang, and walked away cautiously, probably not wanting to be too ostentatious.

Song Yishang shook his head, the two brothers and sisters really don't look alike at all.

Ji Jiayi didn't seem to be in a good mood all day, his whole face was cold, without any warmth. During lunch time, Song Yishang saw him eating a boxed lunch with the photographer, and he didn't leave the set to celebrate his father's birthday.

In the afternoon, the crew stayed here to shoot some more shots. After returning home, it was dark, and a waning moon appeared and disappeared behind thick clouds. There were no stars in the sky, and there was only an endless black cloth hanging over the head. Tired of running around outside, I finished work very early today, and free to move around after dinner.

Song Yishang and Ji Jiayi went back to the hotel together, Song Yishang saw Ji Jiayi went back to his room and locked the door, looking like he was going to end his day in the hotel room.He went to the bathroom to take a shower first, then stood in front of the window and wiped his hair with a dry towel after the shower.

The shrubs downstairs were shadowy, and the cold white moonlight shone on the ground without revealing a single figure, but he quickly saw Ji Jiayi.

Ji Jiayi was wearing a black hat, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a box of exquisitely packaged famous wine. He walked hurriedly. He walked to his car, put the wine in the co-pilot, and then got into the car himself. There is a space above.

Song Yishang gradually stopped rubbing his head, and his thoughts were gently disturbed. Where did Ji Jiayi go in the middle of the night?

He simply lay down by the window, spread out the script in front of his eyes, studied the script, and glanced downstairs from time to time to observe the movement.

Ji Jiayi drove home.

Ji's father was sitting in the attic at home drinking some wine, when Ji's mother brought Ji Jiayi over, he was obviously taken aback, and said, "You're here."

Ji Jiayi put the wine brought for him on the table, and said: "Today is your birthday, this is for you." After speaking, he stood on the attic for a while without taking a seat, before the atmosphere became more embarrassing. , he said, "I'll go back to my room to get something."

When the father and son met, they stared and stared. Neither of them talked much. Father Ji didn't know how to exchange greetings, and Ji Jiayi didn't take the initiative to tell him some things he encountered at work. The two were originally art workers. , are very accomplished, and can even communicate and discuss, but they obviously don't want to talk too much, even the intimate words between father and son. stiff.

So Ji Jiayi opened his mouth before that, and after he finished speaking, he left the attic. Ji's mother gave Ji's father a complaining look, as if complaining that he didn't give her son a good face, and everyone went home with wine, what do you want? How about it?But Ji's father turned his head arrogantly and snorted coldly, and Ji's mother worriedly followed her son downstairs.

After his mother anxiously accompanied his son downstairs, Ji Zongliang looked at the wine that Ji Jiayi had brought for him on the table, and under the cold moonlight, he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Ji's mother babbled non-stop in Ji Jiayi's ear, and Ji Jiayi didn't interrupt, letting her talk, he entered his room and flipped through some things at random. In fact, he didn't have what he was looking for, but just found it for himself. An excuse to leave.

Ji Jiayi turned to a book in his bookcase, flipped through a few pages and found a photo inside, the photo was very old, the scenery in the photo was also very old, and the door of the convenience store that was in disrepair was full of stains , there are two rows of various small toys hanging outside the door, the sky is cloudy, with light rain, everything seems to be gray, only one is wearing a dirty school uniform, carrying a torn schoolbag, and his eyebrows The delicate and nimble little boy looked back at the camera, and this photo was born.

His eyes are very clean, clear, but sharp for no reason, and there are still bloodstains left from fighting with other little boys at the corner of his mouth. His hands are tightly grasping the strap of his schoolbag. waist, but does not look weak.

Ji Jiayi gently rubbed the photo with his fingertips. After a while, he held the photo and said to Ji's mother, "Mom, I'm going back."

Ji's mother was in a hurry: "Aren't you going to stay at home for one night? Look, you've lost weight recently."

Ji Jiayi held the photo in his hand: "I've been very busy making new movies recently, I'll come back to see you another day. You should also pay more attention to your body, call me if you need anything."

Ji's mother couldn't stop her son from working, besides, when she wasn't filming, Ji Jiayi would still go home every now and then, even if she didn't have a good relationship with her father, so Ji's mother nagged in Ji Jiayi's ear for a long time Afterwards, seeing that it was getting late, he put Ji Jiayi back.

Song Yishang lay on the window sill of the room for a long time. At 12 o'clock, he finally saw Ji Jiayi's car driving back. The car's shining headlights were like two beams of light, illuminating the lonely night.

Holding the photo, Ji Jiayi got out of the car and walked rustlingly. When he was about to reach the door, Song Yishang saw him stop suddenly and looked up.

The fifth floor is not high, Song Yishang saw Ji Jiayi found himself, the relationship between him and Ji Jiayi was not as cold as before, and he waved at each other generously.

Ji Jiayi didn't say anything, if Song Yishang was close enough to him, he might see a face that disappointed him, because Ji Jiayi's face was very cold, his hands were tightly clutching the photo, and his teeth were clenched. Dead tight, he just took a look at Song Yi, then entered the hotel without looking up, returned to his room tiredly, turned off the phone, and threw the phone aside.

Ji Jiayi didn't respond, Song Yishang shrugged, closed the script, couldn't stand it anymore, and fell asleep.The cool breeze blowing in from the window disturbed many dreams.