After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

The accompanying medical staff consisted of 18 people, each with a height of 1.8 meters, wearing black suits, sunglasses, and invisible sticks pinned to their waists.

It's just short of writing on my face that I am a bodyguard.

There was a momentary silence in the hall.

"Wen Dong! Wen Dong came here, it really surprised us!" Taking advantage of his age, Feng Youwei stood up to greet him first. Wen Yue smiled obediently and followed his guidance to the table.

"Don't mind if I come here uninvited." He said, patted the top of Gu Zhuozhuo's hair lightly, and amidst Feng Youwei's cry for Zhang Luo to get a chair, he naturally sat down next to him.

It is indeed a chair made wider, for the convenience of the beauty in the arms.

It's not for squeezing two big men.

"Boss Feng, don't bother me," Wen Yue stretched out his hand, pulled Gu Zhuozhao into his arms, and said with a smile, "I'll make do with it."

Feng Youwei glanced at Tan Cunzhi cryptically, then rolled his eyes back, and said, "It's our honor that you can come, anyway, it's good that you are comfortable, come here however you feel comfortable, it's Xiao Gu... that's good, that's good , Haha, is it raining outside?"

Everyone looked at them with different expressions, some were observing Gu Zhuozhuo's expression, and some were looking at Wen Yue's clothes.

Wen Yue wore a black dress with dark water stains on the cuffs.Gu Zhuozhuo didn't move away, his face was calm, as if he accepted the situation well, instead he looked at his sleeves with everyone and asked, "Is it really raining?"

Wen Yue hummed: "I brought an umbrella, so I didn't get wet."

Gu Zhuozhuo looked around, observed everyone's stiff and surprised expressions, and laughed so hard that his eyes rolled up.

He said casually: "The tea is a bit cold..."

"Oh," Feng Youwei suddenly stood up as if waking up from a dream, and the chairs made a knocking sound: "Hurry up, call the back chef to serve."

Gu Zhuozhuo observed the environment.

From the outside, the cruise ship can afford a luxury.However, this hall is not too big, and it was not supposed to be used for holding banquets.

The cabin is covered with dark green wallpaper, golden picture frames can be seen everywhere, and there is a phonograph in the corner, which is just a decoration at this time.

The illuminated headlights are hanging directly above the dining table, and there are no spotlights around, making the surroundings look even darker.At this moment, Wen Yue's bodyguards scattered around and disappeared in the darkness.

Coupled with the jazz background sound that is always looping, overall, it is very...retro.

Even the furniture is dark and almost black.

Gu Zhuozhuo slandered in his heart, and those who didn't know thought he was on the set of the Republic of China.

And the woman who is still entangled in Tan Cunzhi's arms like an octopus at the moment... No matter how you look at it, it's a cherry blossom.I just won an award recently, and I was proud of myself. I attended various charity dinners, and won the public's recognition with the image of a beautiful girl, Sakura.

Should have thought of it earlier.

Gu Zhuozhuo frowned secretly.

Tan Cunzhi, this pervert likes to play with starlets until he gets tired of throwing them away and changing to another target.

Lan Li went to the morning and evening line after being rejected by him. After so long, it is normal for him to have a new love.I guess it's the cherry blossoms.

Wen Yue was keenly aware of his emotions and patted him on the back lightly.

Gu Zhuozhuo relaxed his muscles and let out a sigh of relief.At this time, the dishes were served one by one, and everyone greeted and moved their chopsticks.And the women who were going to serve them had already left the table one after another, probably because they were afraid of Wen Yue, seeing his attitude, they didn't dare to do what they usually do.

Except for Tan Cunzhi, who still let Sakura sit on his lap, and stretched out his chopsticks to feed her.

The woman's angelic face is very calm, she eats when she is given, and doesn't make trouble if she is not given, and doesn't say a word.Like a soulless object.

Gu Zhuozhao didn't know this cherry blossom, but he knew Lan Li.Imagine that someone else is sitting in this seat, and Lan Li leans against it obediently, a feeling of discomfort will naturally arise.

Gu Zhuozhuo looked away, and stopped a bottle of wine that was in front of him: "Wen Yue can't drink, I'll take his place."

The wine pourer wanted to hold on a little longer, met Wen Yue's eyes, and subconsciously agreed.

"Chairman Wen," the man said, "you don't have to worry about it. We, although we like to play a little bit, are also good citizens who abide by the law. You bring these people here...you don't give us face."

Feng You twitched at his old face.

The person who spoke was a second generation, and he was quite arrogant when he acted at this table.Although he was a generation older, he couldn't control everyone, he sighed secretly, and changed the subject to smooth things over.

When it comes to business, everyone has a lot to say.When it comes to bitterness, talk about policies, just like an ordinary shopping mall entertainment.

It's just that Tan Cunzhi, as the owner of the cruise ship, hasn't said much.

After drinking for three rounds, Gu Zhuozhuo slowly finished his glass of wine before he opened his mouth.

"If you want me to say, Xiao Gu is the one who has been in the limelight recently."

Gu Zhuozhao: "Oh?"

"...It's you when I open my eyes, and it's you when I close them. Those photos of you... haunt me every day." Tan Cunzhi took off his glasses, wiped them with a paper, and his eyes were out of focus.

"Yes, you look good!" Feng Youwei said, "The little girls in my company look at you every day and say you look good."

"It's pretty." Tan Cunzhi: "If you want me to say, 20s is the best-looking age for a boy. I once knew a little friend who was the most amazing when he was about the same age as Xiao Gu. His bones hadn't grown yet. Cheng, young and astringent is not interesting enough. In the thirties, it is already stiff and stereotyped. Only in the middle, there is no lack of concentration, and there is still vigor, which can be said to be the best time."

He procrastinated and finished the long series of suggestive words, the nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth slightly deepened, and he looked at Wen Yue and Gu Zhuozhuo through the lens: "What do you think?"

Gu Zhuozhao was only stunned for half a second, his eyes flashed, and he blurted out: "Boss Tan is so old! Don't say that about yourself."

I cursed secretly in my heart.

He continued to say seriously: "What are you talking about rigid and stereotyped? There is no such rule. Is it because Boss Qin lacks exercise recently?"

The whole table freezes.

Wen Yue lowered his head quietly, holding back a smile.

"I recommend a suitable exercise for you, the most suitable for people with stiff bodies, is yoga." Gu Zhuozhuo said: "Don't underestimate yoga, it can promote blood circulation and improve cervical and lumbar diseases. It is very effective and can be practiced at any age. "

He smiled sweetly: "I know a few good teachers who recommended them to my dad some time ago. He told me recently that he felt much better. Do you want to try Mr. Qin?"

This is the longest sentence that Gu Zhuozhao said tonight, but since then, the second half has become his body training presentation.

Many of you here are addicted to drinking and sex all day long, and your body is naturally weak. Gu Zhuozhuo bragged about a lot of sports so magically that people couldn't help but listen to them.

Especially after he drank some wine, between being a little excited and still organized, he listened to their living habits one by one and recommended exercise plans.

"Boss Feng, don't practice any yoga," he said with a smile, "Eat less first, unload your belly, and take a walk for an hour in the morning and evening. If Xiaomei wants to learn, she can let her come to me. When the time comes, she will learn it, let her teach you, and your father and daughter will also get in touch with each other."

Feng Youwei felt a little itchy.He really wanted to spoil his daughter, but he really couldn't say anything, if what Xiao Gu said was useful...

Wait, what am I doing?

He glanced at the time first, it was ten past twenty-three.And look at his friends who are foxes and dogs, there are quite a few of them lying on the ground, and they are very out of control.There was leftovers left on the table, and there was another one who was awake holding Wen Yue and crying about how unlucky his family was, what happened to the house suddenly...

Feng Youwei got a headache and winked at Tan Cunzhi.

The latter slowly let go of Sakura's soft waist and asked her to call someone to clean it up. The coldness in his eyes dissipated, and he said, "It's getting late, everyone, go back to your room to rest."

These words were said while looking at Wen Yue and Gu Zhuozhuo.

"My driver is still waiting outside, go back first..."

"I'm a little dizzy," Gu Zhuozhao squeezed Wen Yue's hand under the table and said, "It's raining outside..."

Wen Yue changed his words after a while: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

It should be a routine for these people to stay overnight on the cruise ship.Gu Zhuozhuo could imagine, if Wen Yue hadn't brought someone in today, how they would go back to the room and continue dancing after having a meal with the beauties.

The waiter led them to two adjacent cabins, explained the service number and left.

Gu Zhuozhao left, counted silently for a minute, and rushed to the next door.

"Wen Yue!" He said excitedly, "Did you see that Sakura's hand!"

"Hush," Wen Yue told him not to speak, and listened to the phone call.After a while, several bodyguards came to this room, picked up tools and began to monitor the monitoring equipment.

"Mr. Wen," one person reported, "we were guarding the lobby, and a waiter asked us how many rooms we would like to provide."

"Ah."

"I replied that I don't need a room. We can rest in the cabin corridor or restaurant. The other party pointed out the location in a normal manner and did not obstruct it." The bodyguard replied.

At this time, the inspector began to dismantle the equipment and said, "There is no equipment."

"Okay, you guys go out first." Wen Yue said.

When the door was closed again, Gu Zhuozhuo sat back on the bed: "They didn't know you would come, so they didn't prepare."

"Even for their own people, there may be these things." Wen Yue loosened his tie, sat down and said, "In the mall, there are more unscrupulous people than you can imagine."

Gu Zhuozhuo was silent, thinking this was the reason.

People die for money, birds die for food, and money has moved people's hearts since ancient times.He just didn't hang out in this circle, Wen Yue had more experience than him.

"Oh yes," he remembered: "I said Sakura, there are red marks on her hands, traces of being tied up with ropes! Even though I used the white furry decoration to cover it, it was still exposed."

"So you're staying?"

"I want to talk to her." He frowned and said, "At that time, Lan Li really wanted to get rid of Tan Cunzhi, but she said it too late, and there is no evidence left, so there is only a confession left. You can't do anything to Qin. But this woman is still fresh, if she doesn't want to go on like this, then we can cooperate, mutual benefit, and evidence collection will be much easier."

Wen Yue thought for a while and said, "What if she refuses?"

"... so perverted?" Gu Zhuozhuo said with a bitter face, "It's all like this..."

Wen Yue laughed.

"You don't understand the psychology of these people...but we can try." He said: "There are bodyguards and police on duty at the pier. After all, this is a domestic country, and they don't dare to be too blatant."

The bodyguards definitely exceeded these people's expectations, Gu Zhuozhuo laughed when he thought about it: "When you came in, it seemed to be quite chaotic outside, what's going on?"

"Of course it's because I only have one invitation card, but I brought a lot of people." Wen Yue said, "A few girls wanted to stop me, but they didn't."

Gu Zhuozhuo smiled for a long time, his cheeks were red.

Wen Yue poured him a cup of tea and fed him a hangover medicine.

He didn't drink much, but the wine was strong, just in case.

The two tidied up a little, changed into clothes that were more convenient to move around, summoned four bodyguards directly, and went out for a stroll.

"Where will the cherry blossoms be?" Gu Zhuozhuo turned the fire map in his hand: "The guest room has two floors. This floor is the VIP area, and the porthole can see the river view. The lower floor is the ordinary cabin without windows."

"The operation room on the upper level, and the warehouse on the lower level." Wen Yue: "It's all possible."

The Qin family has been in business for so many years, and the relationship among the people at the table today is also intricate, and each has its own power.Therefore, strong evidence is needed to bring them down.Otherwise, just the way that group of beauties came out to accompany drinks today, they could call the police and set up a crowd to prostitute|prostitute.It's a pity.

Gu Zhuozhuo looked at the time, it was 11:30, it was still too late.

Because of today's wine game, he scheduled the gift at [-]:[-] p.m. at [-]:[-] p.m.Although it's a little late, but it's fine if you think about it, and he doesn't think Wen Yue will care too much.

Walk around for half an hour, and go back to unwrap gifts after shopping.

Gu Zhuozhao was a little distracted, followed Wen Yue through all the rooms on this floor, and went down the stairs again.

"It doesn't seem so easy to find?" Gu Zhuozhuo came back to his senses suddenly: "Do you want to ask someone?"

He laughed after he finished speaking: "We are really arrogant like this."

It's like two bandit leaders who brought a group of thugs to other people's houses to have a meal, and after the meal, they had to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find Mrs. Yazhai.

"Everyone is here." Wen Yue indulged him infinitely: "You can still knock on every door."

Gu Zhuozhuo laughed all the way, but he still didn't do such an exaggerated thing.After turning back and forth in the ordinary cabin, he met a waiter on the stairs that continued down.

The little girl brought a few ice bags from the warehouse and was going upstairs when she was startled when she saw them and stopped at a loss.

After all, without mentioning Wen Yue and Gu Zhuozhuo, the four bodyguards alone blocked the stairs.

"Just right, I have a question for you." Gu Zhuozhuo stepped forward: "Don't be afraid."

The little girl looked a little nervous, but it was normal, facing several burly men.She nodded upon hearing that.

"You know Sakura, where is she now?"

"Miss Sakura..." The waiter didn't seem to expect this kind of question, but she didn't mean to hide it deliberately, and said very frankly: "Maybe in her room, maybe in the linen room, maybe in the prayer room, or Back kitchen...studio...tea room..."

"Stop." Gu Zhuozhuo was dizzy: "Will she go to Tan Cunzhi's room?"

"Mr. Tan? No...Mr. Qin doesn't allow her to go in." The waiter felt a little guilty: "I've been in the back kitchen and haven't seen her tonight. I can't tell you the exact answer. I'm really sorry. Shall I ask my colleagues?"

Gu Zhuozhao glanced at Wen Yue, then turned around and said, "Then ask."

The little girl picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words, and finally answered after 3 minutes: "She just left the linen room, she may still be there, you can go and have a look."

However, there are no cherry blossoms in the linen.

A waiter who was drying towels said, "Sakura? I went to the back kitchen to make sweet soup. Mr. Tan wants to drink it."

The back kitchen is on the other side of this floor, and the middle road is not easy to walk, with some twists and turns.It took 5 minutes to arrive, and many people in the back kitchen were washing dishes, but I still didn't see the cherry blossoms.

"I don't know, she didn't come."

A young apprentice in a white chef's suit scratched his head: "Sweet soup? Oh, maybe Mr. Qin wants to drink it, and she usually makes it. I don't know where it is at the moment. The place I go to most often? The prayer room... I heard people say that she is very religious."

Gu Zhuozhao became a little irritable, and went downstairs to the prayer room, but it was empty.

This cabin is very small, and people feel cramped once they step in.There was a huge cross on the wall, and there were candle holders on either side, but otherwise it was empty.

He took out his mobile phone to take several pictures, and said angrily, "It's fine if it's a cult, I'll report it now. Christianity is still..." He suddenly sniffed: "Do you think it smells like it?"

"What?" Wen Yue was observing the candle.

"It's a bit strange... fishy smell." Gu Zhuozhuo squatted down, turned on the flash to take a picture, and said with a cold expression, "There is blood on the ground."

The dark gray plush carpet can not only absorb footsteps, but also hide blood.

The bodyguard came to take over, cut off a piece of bloody carpet hair, put it in a small bag and put it on.

Gu Zhuozhuo squatted with his chin propped up, and sighed deeply: "Where did she go? If she wasn't in the room surnamed Tan, and no one stopped us from looking for her, how could she have evaporated?"

Wen Yue frowned in thought, and said for a while, "It's still raining outside."

Indeed, when they were in the room, they observed the river at a close distance, and the rain fell, making small ripples.They saw that no one was on the open deck by default.

Gu Zhuozhuo made a sound.

"Go up and have a look." Wen Yue made a decision.

The cherry blossoms are actually on the deck.

Pushing open the door, Jiang Lang's voice became clear.The flashing neon lights on the other side of the bank ride various high-rise buildings and fly into the clouds, decorating the prosperous dream of Jiangcheng.

The woman stood in the middle of the deck, clasped her hands together, and raised her head slightly, as if she was praying.

The rain was continuous, and a thin water mirror formed on the ground. She didn't hold an umbrella, and there was a piece of light under her feet.

Gu Zhuozhuo's face darkened slightly.

The picture is very beautiful, it can even be used as a movie poster, but now he has no interest in watching a woman foolishly drenched in the rain.

Wen Yue's bodyguard said something on the phone, and soon someone came up to deliver an umbrella.

The big black umbrella was propped up to block the rain, and the two of them walked over and propped it on the cherry blossoms.

Sakura slowly opened her eyes, her hair stuck to her face with water, and she looked at them expressionlessly.

"Why are you standing here? Is the surname Tan punishing you for being exposed to the rain?"

"...Why would you ask such a question." Sakura smiled slowly, she was wearing a pink silk pajamas: "I want to be closer to the sky, praying like this will make me feel calm."

"...Tan Cunzhi didn't abuse you? Just say it, there is no one else here." Gu Zhuozhuo tried his best to be patient, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Sakura said, "Mr. Qin is my benefactor, he brought me into the colorful world. I am always grateful to him, respect and love him, he is the guide of my life."

She is not the same as the blue grain.

Gu Zhuozhao instantly understood where the seemingly non-existent sense of disobedience came from.

Including Tan Cunzhi's calm attitude and the undefended cruise ship, he didn't set any traps in today's banquet.

And Yinghua, who was regarded as a breakthrough by Gu Zhuozhao, was very loyal to him.

Why did he invite me here?Gu Zhuozhuo couldn't ask the next sentence for a long time, his face was gloomy.Is it to show the loyalty of his men?Or just to see me?

"By the way," Gu Zhuozhuo remembered, and signaled the bodyguard to bring the small bag containing the blood-stained carpet between them.

"In your prayer room, there was blood on the floor. Who was physically injured?" He stared at Sakura, not wanting to let go of any panic, fear, or worry in her.

None of these, however.

Sakura was only a little surprised, and raised her arm, letting the silk sleeve slide off, revealing a bandaged arm.

"It's just that I accidentally cut myself." She was very calm.

There is no need to ask the following words, Gu Zhuozhuo knew that his visit was wasted, and his sympathy was also wasted.

It's not that he was disappointed, he just couldn't believe it: "What kind of soup did Tan Cunzhi pour you?"

"...Let's say, Mr. Gu, why do you think Mr. Tan is a bad person?" Sakura said.

She was very embarrassed, the rain made her clothes stick to her body, and she outlined her graceful lines, but she spoke calmly and even smiled: "Everyone yearns for a colorful stage, and so do I. What you can easily get is my Nothing can be exchanged for anything.”

She blinked, rain running down her lashes.

"Life is unfair. You eat delicacies from mountains and seas every day, and pity the hungry people on the roadside. This is your life. Mr. Qin also sympathizes, and he distributes delicacies from mountains and seas to the hungry people. But you say to the lucky hungry person that you are so unlucky." ……I do not understand."

Sakura's eyes were full of colors: "In your eyes, am I not worthy to stand on the same stage as you?"

These words were really unexpected, Gu Zhuozhuo understood the sophistry in it, but being looked at by Sakura like this, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Speechless.

"Zhuo Zhuo." Wen Yue pinched his earlobe lightly: "Return to God."

"Ah." Gu Zhuozhuo turned around and stopped looking at the cherry blossoms: "Okay, I'm fine, I just didn't react."

He didn't want to talk to Sakura anymore, any more words would be a waste of saliva.

Sakura took a few steps back and asked politely, "Both, can I go?"

Wen Yue glanced at her coldly: "Get lost."

She bowed politely and left silently.

The two huddled together under the umbrella, and after a few seconds, Gu Zhuozhuo asked, "Is she gone?"

"gone."

"Ahhh!" Gu Zhuozhuo rushed to the fence and shouted, "How can there be such a person!?"

The sound spread across the river.

Wen Yue followed quickly, tilted the umbrella, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, it's not worth it."

"I know, I just feel a little regretful." Gu Zhuozhuo snorted his hair angrily: "There is no conspiracy, no clues, no clues to the crime, and wasting precious time drinking with a bunch of idiots. Obviously today It's nine..."

He paused, and the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Alarm clock at eleven fifty-eight.

"Yes?" Wen Yue asked.

"It's your birthday, happy birthday." Gu Zhuozhuo smiled at him: "Although it's a little late and a little disappointing, but... your gift has arrived."

He hung his hands obediently by his side, as if he was about to take out anything.

Wen Yue felt his heart beat faster, realized something, and took out his phone.

There is a new text message from a third-party number.

"It's a bit cold, let's go back and have a look." Gu Zhuozhuo's earlobes turned red, he pushed Wen Yue, and said, "Be careful of your feet slipping."

Wen Yue followed his advice and went back to the doors of the two adjacent rooms. Gu Zhuozhuo hesitated and opened the door of his own room.

"Good night." Gu Zhuozhuo said.

In the cabin, only one bedside lamp was on.

Wen Yue didn't rush to read the message, and took a shower in the bathroom.

He manually extended this sense of anticipation for a quarter of an hour before he sat down on the bed and picked up his phone.

He was undoubtedly happy at the moment, a kind of happiness he hadn't experienced in many years.Different from the joy of how much money you earn and what project you win, those are taken for granted, but this is a surprise.

Even though he thinks he knows children very well, he doesn't know what birthday present he has prepared.He seemed to have concealed this operation very well, and even the bodyguards did not notify him of any abnormalities.

The text message is very simple, like a traffic notification thing, reminding him that you have received a new... love letter.

Please click the URL below to view.

Follow the website and click in, it is an ordinary blog-like interface, and there are already 31 diaries in it.

The most recent one says happy birthday.

[Happy birthday!

I think you must have guessed that I will write you a love letter.

Rather than a love letter, the first 30 days were a bit of a diary, but forget it, I'll keep learning.

The reason why I want to write this is because you told me to think about it the other day.I don't know how to express this kind of consideration so that you can dispel your worries and believe that I am serious.

You may think that consideration is to analyze your strengths, weaknesses, and all kinds of messy habits to think about whether we are suitable or not.But when I really think about it, it seems like every day I like you more than the day before.

So I decided to record this process and record it for a long time.

Until you think I've got it right. ]

The sliding speed of Wen Yue's fingers gradually slowed down, as if a fire was burning in his heart.He propped his chin with one hand and closed his eyes for a while before continuing to look.

[Speaking of which you may not know, you are particularly picky about food (laughs).

I squeezed a glass of kiwi milk this morning, and a glass of cucumber lemonade.The milk is yours and the lemon juice is mine, side by side on the countertop, to go to the hot toast.With just one turn, you're in.

I guess you didn't wake up, because you didn't say good morning, you picked up the cup reflexively, and turned around to go out. After all, you used to help me hold it, maybe it's because I'm used to it.

When I went out with the sandwich I sandwiched, I found that you were already typing on the computer with my lemon juice on hand.

Just my lemon juice.

You didn't even realize your kiwi milk was still in the kitchen.

You chose to ignore your kiwi milk, poor thing, kiwi milk. ]

is it?

Wen Yue frowned and thought, but no matter what he couldn't remember what he drank in the morning.

... Read on.

[The kiwi fruit is prepared according to the recipe written by the doctor. Master W specially picked two ripe ones yesterday, put them next to the refrigerator, and wrote a note to remind them.That's kiwi milk just for you.

I went back to the kitchen and brought it out. I was a little angry at the time, but seeing your expression of not knowing what happened made me want to laugh.

You stared at the glass in my hand until I took a sip before you breathed a sigh of relief.

It's too obvious, I don't even have the heart to bully you.There are a hundred ways to know that I really want to bully you.

But who made me like you?

Every morning when I see you, I feel happy and grateful.

Because I was preparing to make a birthday present, what was supposed to be written at night was finished at noon.So I don't know if something will happen at night to make me like you more.But it doesn't matter, you can write it until tomorrow.

For this website, I bought and set up an independent server, so that it can exist under any extreme conditions, and then I will buy a few spare ones and put them all over the world.Then send someone to maintain.

As long as the end of the world does not come and the global network is not paralyzed, it will always exist, and the time limit is 70 years.

The length of life varies, but the end must exist.

You have an end, I have an end, everyone is the same. ]

Wen Yue leaned back on the pillow, feeling his back sweating.

He put down his phone and slowly moved his arm over his eyes.

He had to admit that this gift was quite, very romantic, and made him even want to admit his failure.

Before he had time to reflect more, there was a knock on the door.

He went over to open it, and it really was scorching.

"I... feel a little uneasy in this environment." Gu Zhuozhuo said, "Can we sleep together?"

Wen Yue's emotions aroused by Feng Xin just now hadn't settled yet, but now his heart was on fire, thinking that Gu Zhuozhuo couldn't wait any longer and wanted to see his reaction, or do something more straightforward.

But as soon as he let the person in, he calmed down a bit, thinking something was wrong.

The scorching expression was a little stiff.

"The bed is not too big, which side do you sleep on?" Without asking the reason, he lifted the quilt and let Gu Zhuozhuo go up.

"By the closet." He replied.

Wen Yue also went to bed, and lifted the quilt to cover the two of them.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "If you don't feel well, let's go back now. The driver is on the shore, and no one dares to stop us."

"It's okay." Gu Zhuozhuo closed his eyes, his face still pale: "I'm fine now."

The bed was not that big, and Wen Yue deliberately moved closer, and the two quickly touched hands.

Wen Yue thought that he would not be used to having another person by his side, but this was someone he had liked for many years, and after reading such a letter just now, he almost felt a little flustered.

Fortunately, Zhuo Zhuo fell asleep quickly.

Wen Yue slept very lightly this time, half dreaming and half awake, the bed was trembling.He reacted for a while, then suddenly woke up, seeing that Zhuo Zhuo had an uncomfortable expression, he was muttering something, but he couldn't hear clearly when he listened carefully.It's another nightmare.

This is not the first time, Wen Yue already has experience, first put his arms around the person to prevent him from struggling, and then gently pat him on the back.

After about 10 minutes, Gu Zhuozhuo gradually calmed down again.

Wen Yue looked at him, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and his Adam's apple twitched.

Talking about giving him the best and letting him be carefree.Did it work out?

While Zhuo Zhuo is trying his best to write down those words and show you his heart, he is enduring the nightmare himself and dare not tell you.

Wen Yue, you should wake up, you are really not as good as Gu Zhuozhao.

he said to himself.

***

In mid-September, the TV station that had made friends with Guangyao and broke the contract, broadcast the new series produced by Guangyao, and the publicity was overwhelming.

"It's so boring." Peng Yingjie and Qiu Lingjiao each moved a chair, sat upside down, with a lollipop in their mouth, and leaned on the back of the chair blowing a small fan.A tablet is propped in front of the small fan, and the new drama "You Lan", which the audience has high hopes for, is playing on it.

"How can spy war dramas be so boring." Peng Yingjie complained: "I think our company's unaired dramas at the bottom of the box, that is, the one with one immortal and two apprentices, is better than this."

"Ang." Qiu Lingjiao agreed.

At this moment, Lin Xi led the air conditioner repairman in from outside, handed him shoe covers, and turned around and called, "Coffee for you two?"

"I want to drink—" they both dragged their voices.

Lin Xi had no choice but to put down her bag and walk over to deliver the goods to the two people who were so hot that they melted.As soon as the cold coffee was in their hands, Qiu Lingjiao and Peng Yingjie suddenly came to life again, and couldn't help holding the cups to their faces.

"I'm going to record a show in the afternoon, and the partner of the micro-movie ordered it last time." Lin Xi also put a straw in the glass in his hand: "You guys give me your impressions after watching it."

Peng Yingjie immediately shook his head: "Then I won't read it, I have work in the afternoon, and I'll leave it to Sister Qiu, Sister Qiu is a top student!"

The corner of Qiu Lingjiao's mouth drooped.

She took two sips of iced coffee and sighed heavily: "If it wasn't produced by Guangyao, I wouldn't even want to watch it."

Qiu Lingjiao is a top student, watching all kinds of Chinese and foreign dramas in ancient and modern times, and also writes after-views, very serious.

Lin Xi and Peng Yingjie later learned from her, and the three of them sometimes communicated with each other, but it was mainly the big boss who brought Meng Xin.

Strictly speaking, Guangyao's drama is still a high-quality drama.

But the subject matter is heavy, the actors' images are not beautiful enough, and the shooting method is a bit retro.The content is also quite the main theme.

From the beginning of the broadcast, the audience's response was not good, the word-of-mouth was good, but the popularity did not rise.

"Senior Gu said last time that this was a sincere effort to curry favor with the mainstream media. Now I am..." Peng Yingjie yawned: "...I can see it."

Lin Xi pushed Peng Yingjie aside, looked at the tablet, and said, "Still playing the emotional card."

Sakura's award and recognition from the mainstream media seemed to be something Guangyao had planned for a long time.

Because this drama was filmed the year before last, and it has been suppressed until now, so it should be waiting for the award.

Sure enough, although the ratings of "You Lan" are not high, it has been praised by big Vs from all walks of life, saying that the company Guangyao has feelings and great love.

He also knows how to respect old actors!

These days, many actors start to face the situation of having nothing to film when they reach their age, and there was a wave of discussion in the past two years.Roughly, it's a youth fan in the actor industry, and it's sad to be a mother at the age of 35.

However, Guangyao hired a group of outdated old actors for this drama, and their acting skills are indeed remarkable, barely worthy of the "boutique" he bragged about.Social media boast that they have a sense of social responsibility and aesthetics, and they cannot be compared with those superficial small companies.

The Zhongsheng culture, which is full of newcomers, was unfortunately shot. Gu Zhuozhuo, who has been in the limelight recently, is only 26, and he even signed a group of youngsters under him, all of whom are handsome and beautiful.

Recently, they tasted the sweetness of selling beauty, and even signed a boy group and sent it to an idol talent show. After the first episode, the response was quite good...

It is simply a negative teaching material!

Zhongsheng Culture was ridiculed, and Gu Zhuozhuo was not immune to being mentioned repeatedly.

It's a pity that his acting skills are a bit too good, even the blind Heizi said that he couldn't spray with his eyes closed, but it made the fans feel proud and cohesive.

The three of them watched the drama for a while, and it was almost time before they dispersed.

Peng Yingjie and Lin Xi are under the same agent now, and after the filming of the school grass, they each have a new job.

Although it is not a very conspicuous role, it has also been carefully selected, and it is suitable for them to polish themselves step by step.

Qiu Lingjiao's Wuying Pavilion hasn't finished filming yet, but the crew is on vacation today and tomorrow, and they will go to the mountains to shoot next, so she is relatively free.But even after filming, she is still free, because she hasn't decided on her next job yet.

When signing the contract, a female manager of Zhong Sheng picked her and said that she thought she was very talented and would take care of her well.

But her work was all assigned by the company, and her agent didn't give her any resources.When she was listening to gossip before, she obviously heard that she was quite powerful.

With the idea of ​​waiting and grinding, she has never complained to Senior Gu or Hatu. Unexpectedly, two days ago, her agent found her very sorry and said that she had just resigned from the company.

It turned out that she had a boyfriend two months ago, and found out that she was pregnant two days ago, and wanted to go home to get married and have children.

Qiu Lingjiao really had nothing to say, and felt a little wronged. When Hatu found out about the situation, he scolded the artist director severely, saying that he would re-appoint her manager.

Is love really that important?

Qiu Lingjiao found it difficult to understand.Even when she was in love with Ji Xian, she still cared about her studies.For the sake of future development, she even wants to break up.