Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

After reading the documents, Ji Jiayi didn't say anything. The coffee on the table was completely cold. He didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't ask anyone to change it. He drank half of the cup by himself. What should he do after going back?

After establishing that he still has a long way to go, when Ji Jiayi was lecturing to other actors, Song Yishang rushed over and stood aside to listen, almost standing next to Ji Jiayi.

Ji Jiayi pretended not to see him, and continued to tell the actors about the play. Song Yishang listened and wanted to read the script, so he touched Ji Jiayi's hand calmly.

Ji Jiayi quickly moved his hand.

Song Yishang took the initiative to touch his hand again.

Ji Jiayi once again retracted his hands like lightning, and even put his hands behind his back.

"Hello." Song Yishang looked at him speechlessly, "I want to read the script."

Ji Jiayi understood what he meant, coughed, and put the script in the middle, Song Yishang leaned over, Ji Jiayi suddenly asked: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Song Yishang: "I just came in from the outside, and I have no pockets."

At this time, Song Yishang and Ji Jiayi took a look at Ji Jiayi's clothes at the same time, but they didn't have any pockets.

Song Yishang said regretfully, "Why don't you have any pockets on your clothes?"

A slight smile appeared on Ji Jiayi's face, but he didn't speak.

Suddenly he felt a hand stretched out from his back, and Song Yishang put his hand under the hood of his coat.Ji Jiayi was not used to it, his body froze and his face was also a little stiff, so Ji Jiayi maintained this posture and continued to tell the show, while Song Yishang stood beside him leisurely, letting his palms enjoy the warm temperature under the hat.

After the play was finished, Ji Jiayi turned his neck mechanically: "Put your hands down, I'm going to have a few words with the costumer."

Song Yishang put his hand down, but as soon as Ji Jiayi left, he put the other hand under Ji Jiayi's hat again.

"I won't make trouble for you, just follow you, let's go." Song Yishang said to him.

Ji Jiayi stood in place for three seconds, then turned around and acquiesced to Song Yishang's behavior, and then there was a picture of Song Yishang chasing Ji Jiayi and running around the field, almost where there was Ji Jiayi, there was Song Yishang , Song Yishang is like a follower, he follows Ji Jiayi wherever he goes, and when he stops, he puts his hand in his hat and watches Ji Jiayi work in peace and contentment, he is simply a model of idleness and doing nothing!

At first, Ji Jiayi was always aware of Song Yishang's existence, but later he gradually got used to ignoring his existence, doing whatever he should do, Song Yishang would not make trouble under normal circumstances, he might just think of him as a radiator, but It is too eye-catching for two people to enter and exit at the same time.

However, Song Yishang refused to fire CP with Fang Hanyuan, and fired CP with Ji Jiayi. He was not disgusted at all, and ordered Qian Yu to put all his clothes with pockets at the bottom of the box, but to buy a batch of clothes without pockets. Being able to stick to Ji Jiayi's side anytime and anywhere, one second he was still the son in the camera, and the next second he left the camera and immediately ran to Ji Jiayi's side and stretched out his hand.

Over time, Song Yishang got used to it, Ji Jiayi got used to it, and everyone got used to it.

Qian Yu was a gossip center among the crowd. Of course he had heard about this incident and also witnessed it with his own eyes. At first he could not accept it, but later he became insensitive. The entertainment circle is a magical place. Can be involved with various CPs, and can sleep or be slept by others. In fact, he and Song Yishang have been abnormal recently. He is called by Fang Hanyuan every day, and Song Yishang's attention is not on him every day, so the two Individuals deceive each other, and many things are treated as if they have not seen. Song Yishang still gives Qian Yu a high degree of freedom, and Qian Yu reports to Lan Ke regularly. Everything is normal on Song Yishang's side.

As for why Song Yishang's attitude towards Ji Jiayi is getting better and better, Qian Yu said that he can understand. He was Fang Hanyuan's number one black fan at the beginning, but now, he is not a bully every day. Compared with him, Song Yishang seems to have a plot Not serious.

After such brainwashing, Qian Yu turned a blind eye to Song Yishang's abnormality.

Today, when we were filming an indoor scene, the heater in the house was turned on to the maximum, and it was hot just wearing a woolen sweater. No one was wearing a coat, and Song Yishang had no reason to come over. As soon as he turned around, he saw Fang Hanyuan and Ji Jiayi in the Let's chat together.

With two bottles of hot boiled water in his hand, he walked over, passed between Fang Hanyuan and Ji Jiayi, separated them schemingly, stood in the middle by himself, glanced left and right, and asked them, "Drink water?"

The steaming water was at hand, Fang Hanyuan and Ji Jiayi each took a glass, Song Yishang folded his arms and asked them: "What are you talking about?"

Fang Hanyuan: "The director is guiding me to act."

Song Yishang immediately turned his head and asked Ji Jiayi: "Why didn't you guide me?"

Ji Jiayi glanced at him: "You didn't ask me."

Song Yishang gritted his teeth: "I have a problem."

Ji Jiayi: "What's the problem?"

Song Yishang touched his head: "I'll find you alone later."

Fang Hanyuan stood aside and watched the good show, "You two have a good relationship recently, are you no longer in a cold war?"

Ji Jiayi: "When did we have a cold war?"

Song Yishang: "When did our relationship get worse?"

Fang Hanyuan: "..."

Fang Hanyuan: "OK, pretend I didn't say anything."

Standing opposite the two, Fang Hanyuan always felt that this place was not a good place. The atmosphere was not right when the relationship between the two was bad, and the atmosphere was still not right when the relationship was good, so he quickly evacuated and went to find Qian Yu.

It happened to be meal time, and an unknown person like Qian Yu who had nothing to do could secretly pick up his meal first. Qian Yu ran for Fang Hanyuan all morning and settled some personal matters. Go to the leader of the team to pick up the meal.

In winter, the outdoor temperature is extremely low. Some meals were thrown outside when they were delivered, and the temperature soon dropped, so my little brother gave the outermost portion to Qian Yu.

Qian Yu touched the cold lunch box and asked the little brother, "Give me a portion of what's inside."

The little brother rolled his eyes at him: "What kind of food does what kind of person eat, the outside is only a little cold, and it doesn't affect you to eat, besides, you eat the rice inside, what do people like Fang Hanyuan eat? "

Qian Yu's five fingers gradually clenched into fists, but he didn't have enough confidence to quarrel with the person in front of him. Song Yishang's status in the crew was not very high. As Song Yishang's assistant, he was even less powerful. , but there was a burst of anger in my heart, and I couldn't swallow it no matter what.

I don't know when the snow fell outside the house, and the snowflakes sprinkled on the ground one after another. It was white outside, and there seemed to be a snow curtain like a veil hanging between the sky and the earth. Taking a glance at the snow scene, Qian Yu's heart was colder than outside. He watched the little brother motionlessly for a long time, and finally reached out and took the lunch box.

Fang Hanyuan leisurely walked over from behind the pillar, glanced at the things in Qian Yu's hand as if he hadn't noticed, and said to the younger brother, "Give me a copy."

The little brother took out a hot meal from the incubator and said with a smile, "It's a little early today."

Fang Hanyuan took the meal, did not talk to him, but walked leisurely to Qian Yu's side, and exchanged his own meal for Qian Yu's share.

Qian Yu was dumbfounded, the little brother panicked, only Fang Hanyuan was happy, looking at the scene outside the window: "It's snowing, so beautiful."

The little brother panicked and planned to take out another meal, but Fang Hanyuan had already pushed Qian Yu to a place with a good view, where the tables and chairs were facing a large window.

Fang Hanyuan opened his own rice, and Qian Yu, whose thoughts had been wandering all this time, suddenly came back to his senses. He was just about to bring the cold box of rice back to him when Fang Hanyuan moved his chopsticks. He took a big mouth, and hugged the lunch box tightly in his arms.

Qian Yu was at a loss with his own chopsticks, Fang Hanyuan put another mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Why are you standing there, eat quickly."

So Qian Yu sat next to him and opened his own meal. Recently, he has become more and more unable to understand Fang Hanyuan.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Qian Yu dropped his chopsticks, staring at the white world outside in a daze.

"Why don't you eat?" Fang Hanyuan asked.

"No, you can't do this." Qian Yu said.

Fang Hanyuan smiled: "What kind?"

Qian Yu coughed, "Just like today."

Fang Hanyuan asked again: "What is it like today?"

Qian Yu broke down: "It's not good to go on like this, I will make a living by hacking you in the future."

Fang Hanyuan smiled at the glass, a gust of wind blew, and snowflakes hit the window one after another, like a wave, and it was only a few feet away from Fang Hanyuan's face, but it was completely still when it met the glass barrier.

Fang Hanyuan raised his head to look at the snow, Qian Yu tilted his head to look at Fang Hanyuan's side face, his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

"Then don't hate me from now on, but like me instead."

Qian Yu's heart stopped with a thump.

After Fang Hanyuan left, Song Yishang was still in Ji Jiayi's sight, Song Yishang put his hands in his pockets, nothing serious, the only action was to glance at himself from time to time like a thief, so Ji Jiayi asked him: "Do you want to Shall I guide you? What do you want to ask me?"

"Oh, that..." Song Yishang casually picked up a script, and replied to Ji Jiayi: "I hooked it with a black pen."

Ji Jiayi looked there, thought for a while, and then patiently told Song Yishang, but Song Yishang's attention was not on Ji Jiayi's words, but on Ji Jiayi's face.

After Ji Jiayi finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Yishang, and saw that Song Yishang was also looking at him, with an absent-minded look, like a student who was absent in class.His eyes were obviously confused, but there was a clear light, Ji Jiayi's face turned dark, he put down the script, and asked Song Yishang in a calm voice: "What do you think of what I just said?"

Song Yishang didn't have any opinion, he didn't listen carefully at all, seeing Ji Jiayi's slightly frowned brows, he looked over the crowd at the side, saw the white snow fluttering outside the house, and asked instead: "Has the director ever liked anyone?"

This question is like the flying snowflake, spinning, spinning, and falling to the ground.

The author has something to say: Qian Yu: I am really having a hard time.