Actresses in pairs [Entertainment]

Su Han looked at the mobile phone that fell on the ground, and suspected that he had just had a dream, now it was not night but daytime, she was not at home but at work, and she never called Xia Yitong.

She poured herself a glass of water and calmed down.

Bending down to pick up the phone on the ground, the screen wasn't broken, it just fell and hung up. He checked the call history with his eyes wide open, and called Xia Yitong.

"Can you say that again."

Xia Yitong said: "Lu Yinbing and I are in a relationship, she brought it up on my own initiative."

Su Han's head was still a little dizzy, and when he calmed down, he felt a sense of pride that "he is worthy of being my artist": "Yes, you, you can actually win the queen of Lu Daying, so you can quietly embrace the luxurious Did Jin Thigh go through the back door?"

Xia Yitong's black thread: "Sister Su Han, are you speaking from a manager? Shouldn't you be persuading me to put my career first, and it's better not to fall in love?"

Su Han asked calmly: "Is it useful for me to persuade you? You are going crazy."

Xia Yitong said: "It's useless."

Su Han: "Isn't that enough? Why am I wasting my tongue? Mineral water is also quite expensive."

She "understood righteousness" so much that Xia Yitong refused to let her go: "You don't have any ideas?"

"You know what I'm going to say."

"Proceed with caution and don't get photographed."

"Okay." Su Han swallowed the heavy news and planned to digest it later. She glanced at the time displayed on the alarm clock on the bedside table and asked, "Can you spare these two days? The cover is about to be shot, I will give them an exact time, so they can make appointments with photographers and styling."

"This..." Xia Yitong was in a dilemma. She happened to be free these two days. On the one hand, she had been looking forward to it for a long time, and she could go back to meet Lu Yinbing. He will not lie to Su Han.

Su Han: "What? Is it because the production team can't ask for leave? You tell the director that you are going to shoot "ELLE", and he will definitely let you go."

"No," Xia Yitong gritted his teeth and said, "I finished the filming ahead of time, and I have two days to spare, so you can make an appointment tomorrow. I'll book the earliest flight back to City B. Where's Cenxi? Does she have a schedule?"

"Her?" Su Han sneered, "It's just a little bit hot, it would be nice to have an announcement, and she will be there when you want to shoot her. Don't worry about other people's worries, you have a bunch of messes on your own. Take good care of magazines and movies, and you don’t have to worry about other things.”

"I'm not afraid of your hard work, sister." Xia Yitong said coquettishly.

"Come on," Su Han's mouth curled up, "quickly sleep."

"Go to bed first, I still have to chat with Teacher Lu."

Su Han: "..."

Heartbroken, she counted, her last date was ten years ago, men and women almost forgot.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yitong sent a WeChat message to Lu Yinbing—【Suddenly received a new job, I'm going back to City B tomorrow, I guess I won't be there until the day after tomorrow [sigh]]

Lu Yinbing finished work late as usual, did not reply to her message, and sent a video directly after taking a shower.

In the picture, Lu Yinbing sat on the edge of the bed and wiped his hair, asking, "What kind of job? Advertising endorsement?"

Xia Yitong's face was full of sadness: "No, the cover of "ELLE" magazine, November issue."

Lu Yinbing smiled, put down the towel and applauded her: "Amazing."

Xia Yitong was embarrassed by her: "It's a double seal."

Lu Yinbing still applauded: "That's amazing too."

Xia Yitong was shy: "It's just so-so, my manager took a lot of effort to get it for me."

Lu Yinbing lowered his head and muttered, "Although I photographed their annual issue two months ago, they took the initiative to find me."

Xia Yitong pouted: "..."

Lu Yinbing stared at the ceiling: "Although I unlocked the 'Five Magazines' ten years ago, they were all single covers, and I seem to have photographed them all this year."

Xia Yitong is like a deflated ball: "..."

Seeing her wonderful expression, Lu Yinbing smiled, "I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just encouraging you."

Xia Yitong nodded and bowed: "Thank you~ you are fine."

Lu Yinbing's eyes lit up with surprise: "Hey! You can speak with a Beijing accent so that the fake ones are confusing the real ones."

Xia Yitong cheered at her, his small white teeth were so bright and beautiful under the lamp, but he looked a little silly: "I can't learn one ten thousandth of you. You are a legacy of history, a treasure of mankind, more than Dunhuang murals Colorful." Speaking of the word "son", Xia Yitong's tongue stuttered.

Also learned to be poor-mouthed.

Lu Yinbing, who was rubbing the fire, wanted to rush past her and grab her head to make her poor: "You are really not good at learning Chinese pronunciation here."

"I also need to ask Mr. Lu for more advice."

"It's easy to say." Lu Yinbing waved his hand generously.

After the two chatted and laughed for a while, Xia Yitong rested his chin on the pillow, hugged his arms on both sides of the pillow, and became dejected again: "But I won't be able to see you tomorrow."

Lu Yinbing comforted her: "It's only a day late, work is important."

"I know work is important, but...but..." Xia Yitong's eyes were a little red, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and I want to see you."

Lu Yinbing picked up the Ipad and slowly approached it, allowing himself to fill the entire screen in 360 degrees without any dead angle, and he couldn't even see a strand of hair. Lu Yinbing opened and closed his mouth at the bottom of the screen: "Do you see it now? Look Are you careful?"

No matter how good-looking the face is at such a confusing angle, it will not be easy to see where to go. Even if Xia Yitong's filter is a foot thick, I have to admit that it is really joyful.

Puchi laughed out loud, and called helplessly and coquettishly: "Teacher Lu~"

Lu Yinbing moved the camera away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, are you happy now?"

Xia Yitong nodded.

Lu Yinbing urged her: "Go to sleep, you have to catch a plane tomorrow."

"I'm asleep." Xia Yitong pulled up the quilt until it covered his chest.

After saying good night to each other, the video was turned off.

Xia Yitong checked the flight from Jiuzhaigou Huanglong Airport to Beijing and found that it was only in the afternoon. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to drive to Chengdu first, and then flew from Chengdu to Beijing.

Lu Yinbing ran around in Xia Yitong's dream all night, and Xia Yitong was in a daze for a while before returning to reality in the morning, and sent a message to Fang Hui, asking her to come in and help pack her luggage.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Xia Yitong left Jiuzhaigou by car. In the afternoon, the flight left Shuangliu Airport and arrived in Beijing at [-]:[-]. He met Su Han who was waiting at the airport and went straight to the studio.

They made an appointment with the magazine at seven o'clock in the evening, and finally arrived at six o'clock in a hurry.The studio is very quiet, most people have gone out to eat, the photographer is a blond foreigner, dressed stylishly, sitting on a chair with his head down, playing with his mobile phone.The stylist was in the dressing room, Xia Yitong knocked on the door and went in, covered with dust, immediately clasped his hands together and said, "Sorry for the long wait."

The stylist is in his thirties, with a thin waist and narrow hips, and a small braid. He looks feminine and petite, and he has a charming smile when he smiles. He whispers softly, "It's okay, I still have plenty of time."

Xia Yitong bowed again, turned his gaze and found that there was another person in the room, that person was sitting on a small stool next to the dressing room, wearing a simple sweater and trousers, inconspicuous, at first glance he thought it was a staff member .

Xia Yitong took a look, then turned away, looked over again, hiss, this person seems familiar.

When she walked over, the man stood up and stretched out his hand to her unhurriedly: "You, hello, I'm Cen, Cen, Cen Xi."

Xia Yitong wondered, why didn't Sister Su Han tell her that Cen Xi stuttered?Real stuttering or fake stuttering, if it's real stuttering, how can you make a movie?Why the false stutter?

It was the first time she saw such a person in the circle, and she was a bit slow in responding. When she was about to introduce herself, Cen Xi said again, "Let's go with you, shoot for a magazine."

No matter how many doubts there were, it was not about Xia Yitong's business, so she responded calmly: "Hello, I am Xia Yitong, and we are happy to cooperate."

Cen Xi said: "It's a pleasure to cooperate. Yes, I'm sorry."

Are you apologizing for rubbing her popularity?Xia Yitong didn't show his face, and said lightly in one sentence: "It's okay, everyone is in the same company." Even though she knew that this matter might have nothing to do with Cen Xi, she still had a grudge and didn't want to make friends with her. I can't support the boat.

Cen Xi's eyes darkened.

The stylist scratched his head, wondering why a person who was fine just now stuttered like a real stutterer.Hey, this is really weird.

Xia Yitong pointed to a chair in front of the vanity mirror, and asked the model: "Shall I sit here for a while?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." Xia Yitong sat down.

Cen Xi lowered his head and sat next to her. The stylists for the two of them did it together. The stylist went out to call his younger brother. Only Xia Yitong and Cen Xi were left in the room.

Cen Xi turned her head: "Xia, teacher."

"Hello." Xia Yitong looked back politely.

She took out a marker pen from the pocket of her sweater, handed it to Xia Yitong, and said earnestly: "I am yours, fan, please, please help me, sign it, please?"

Looking into her eyes, Xia Yitong started talking from her in one breath, and finally stopped after a while, almost suffocating himself to death.

"Thank you, where is the signature?" Xia Yitong asked after taking a quick breath to replenish his oxygen.

Cen Xi came over, lifted up the sweater, and turned his back to her to reveal the white T-shirt inside, "Sign, sign, sign..."

Xia Yitong was so anxious that he hurriedly replied: "Sign the back of the clothes?"

Cen Xi nodded.

Xia Yitong signed it for her vigorously, and helped her put down the clothes: "Okay."

The two stylists came in together, and what they saw was Xia Yitong sitting on a chair, Cen Xi turned his back to her, and seemed to be sitting in each other's arms. go out.