After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

Madam Wan tore off the mask in silence, moving very slowly, like a rusty machine.

After being married for so many years, Wan Xionghao knew that his wife was shaken.

Mrs. Wan went into the bathroom.

After 5 minutes, she came out of it.

"You're right, you should indeed send the photo to Brother Xu." Mrs. Wan agreed.

However, unlike her husband, Wan Xionghao did this for profit, while Mrs. Wan purely wanted Xu's family to alleviate the pain of missing him.

And I don't know why, probably it can only be attributed to a woman's sixth sense, she thinks that Minglian may...

As she said that, Madam Wan picked up her mobile phone and opened the address book that contained many big names in the industry.

Scroll to almost the end, and then click into the note of 'Brother Xu'.

Mrs. Wan and Xu Aiting played very well back then, and she almost followed Xu Aiting to call her third brother.

And this "Third Brother" has been shouted for many years.

[Wan Xuelan: Brother Xu, a junior came to visit me at my house today, and his lover looks exactly like Ai Ting. 】

【Wan Xuelan: [picture.jpg]】

Posted a group photo of Mrs. Wan and Minglian standing in the yard together.

Autumn is lonely, and the plants are full of decadence. However, standing in the courtyard, the young man who smiled so much that his peach blossom eyes curled up is as beautiful as peaches and plums. The porcelain white skin reflects the fallen leaves on the ground, and the collision of colors bursts out warm vitality.

Abnormally eye-catching.

After the photos were posted, Wan Xionghao, who was sitting next to Mrs. Wan, suddenly patted his head, "I forgot, Mr. Xu seems to have gone abroad for a big project during this time."

"No hurry, the photos have already been sent, just wait." Mrs. Wan lay on the bed, "Go to sleep, don't stay up late when you are old."

It's late at night, it's as black as splashing ink outside the window, the hustle and bustle of the city has quieted down, and everything has fallen into a sweet dreamland.

That night, Mrs. Wan had a rare dream. She dreamed about the past and her good sister Xu Aiting.

It was the youthful school days, and they went to school hand in hand with their schoolbags on their backs, and they also hid in the bedroom under the same quilt, talking about girls' thoughts.

It's so warm that it makes one's heart soften.

When the screen changes, more than ten years flow by.

Mrs. Wan saw Xu Aiting wearing a red dress and a sapphire necklace and said to herself, "Lan Lan, does my child look good?"

The self in the dream didn't notice the strangeness of these words at all, but nodded and smiled, "Looks good, he looks a lot like you."

Mrs. Wan woke up from her dream, panting heavily, and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp after a while.

The faint light dispelled the darkness, and Mrs. Wan sat on the bed in a daze.

Some people will forget the dream completely after having a dream, and some people who wake up halfway can still remember the dream clearly, but they just forget it the next day.

Mrs. Wan, who woke up from the dream, recalled just now, and now the former part of the green campus is not very clear, only the latter part.

Ai Ting said: Is my child good-looking?

He gave an affirmative answer.

But where has she seen Ai Ting's child?

The screen of the mobile phone on the other side of the table suddenly lit up.

In that dark night, the mobile phone with the screen on was like a warning light, stubbornly pulling people's attention.

Who will come to the information at this time?

It should be an insignificant group message, or it might be a phone bill or a text message about the weather forecast.

Mrs. Wan was thinking this way, and just as he was about to go back to sleep, he suddenly remembered——

wrong!

In addition to those, it could be that...

Madam Wan hurriedly got out of bed to get her mobile phone. When the lock screen of the mobile phone displayed the WeChat icon with [There are two unread messages], Madam Wan's breathing was tight.

It really was Brother Xu.

Hastily unlocked.

[Xu Sange: Who is this person? 】

[Third Brother Xu: Is he still by your side?How is his family? 】

After the first message was sent, the second message came right after, without any pause interval showing the time.

I guess it was after I posted the first post that I realized that there were a lot of things left to say.

Mrs. Wan replied truthfully.

In particular, he carefully described the family situation learned from Minglian.

In fact, there is nothing to say, his mother died early, and now he is married and has a same-sex partner.

The topic came to Jiang Jiao.

When it comes to Jiang Jiao, it is natural to talk about the Jiang family in South Sea City.

If the Jiang family is a behemoth in South Sea City, then the Xu family is a giant eagle in the north, enclosing a large area of ​​territory within their own family.

Some people in the family are in politics and some are in business, just like a tree with roots and luxuriant branches.

After briefly telling Jiang Jiao's background over there, Mrs. Wan received the word "thank you".

Wan Xionghao woke up at some point, "It's Mr. Xu who sent a message?"

"He just asked me about Minglian, and I told him everything I know. It seems that Third Brother Xu also thinks Minglian is very similar..." Mrs. Wan sighed, her voice lowered, As if talking to myself.

"Ai Ting, is your child really him?"

Ming Lian stayed at the Banyue Hotel for a week, and a week later, the crew notified the start of work.

In fact, there are not many scenes in the mountains, and it takes half a month to fill up the filming. It has been filmed for five days, which means that there are still about ten days left.

Pulling the suitcase, Minglian walked out of the hotel without telling Jiang Jiao.

At noon, Minglian put down the script, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Jiao rushing towards this side.

"Mr. Ming, Assistant Lian asked for a one-week leave, and the director approved it."

Looking at the expression of the person in front of him, Minglian knew that he hadn't finished speaking. After waiting for a while, Jiang Jiao over there had already walked over quickly during this period of time.

Only then did Ming Lian hear the man continue, "Jiang Jiao proposed to take over Assistant Lian's position before he came back, and the field manager agreed."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the man quickly wiped the soles of his feet.

"Minglian." Jiang Jiao called out in a low voice.

After that person left just now, there was an empty seat opposite Minglian, but Jiang Jiao didn't dare to sit, so he stood beside him.

"Jiang Jiao, do you think you are annoying?" Ming Lian folded his arms and leaned back on the back of the chair.

Jiang Jiao remained silent.

But seeing Minglian looking at him coldly from behind, he had to stretch out two fingers, leaving a little space between them, "A little bit."

Seeing his cowardly and stubborn appearance, Minglian became angry, "Don't follow me, go back to where you should be."

Jiang Jiao stopped talking.

Minglian didn't bother to look at him.

I don’t know if it’s because the autumn rains have all ended some time ago, or if God has finally rewarded me and the sky has finally cleared up.

Long and long sunshine.

As before, the crew still lives in the B&B, but this time the B&B is located in the suburbs for safety reasons.

It takes an hour to drive back from the mountains every day, and it takes two hours to go back and forth.

But no one will complain. Instead of worrying about another landslide, it's better to take a two-hour car ride.

And the luxurious food enjoyed at the Hongyue film and television base these days appeared again.

There is a special car for lunch and dinner to take the boxed lunch up the mountain.

Anyone who has been in contact with the film and television industry knows that there are two types of lunch boxes.

One is a box lunch for group performances, and the other is a box lunch for members of the group.

The former is prepared a few days earlier, and then put them in the freezer, and then take them out when needed, and put them on the steamer to heat up.

This kind of lunch box often has a rancid smell because it is not well preserved.

The latter is freshly made on the same day, with vegetables and meat, but it is fast food after all, and the taste is not very good. It can only be said to be mouth-watering and filling.

Chang Yan's crew has more funds than other crews, and the food for group performances is better, but it's not much better.

As long as you want to be full, taste?That's it.

Only now, everything is different.

Looking at the big box lunch in front of them, which was as big as an A4 paper, many people stared round their eyes.

The packaging is exquisite, and it is heavy in the hand. The key is that the base is still high, just like a big box. Needless to say, it can definitely hold a lot of meals.

Someone couldn't wait to open it, and almost drooled, "Wow! There are chicken legs, steak, sweet and sour pork ribs, sunfish, and so many dishes and rice!"

"My box is different. It is lighter and more vegetarian, but it is also rich. I have only seen vegetarian dishes so beautifully prepared in big hotels!"

"I like the vegetarian ones, and I can't eat too greasy ones. Ah, I'm not the same as their packaging box, so it's the light green box that has more vegetarian dishes?"

"I can't afford this box lunch without 80 yuan. I will be satisfied even if I eat it once every two days."

"This is too happy, I am willing to stay in the crew forever, long live Teacher Ming!"

Everyone knows that the boxed lunches in the crew are provided by Minglian. In many cases, there are not only boxed lunches, but also soup and delicious snacks.

Chang Yan held the boxed lunch in one hand, touched his chin with the other, and fell into deep thought.

Before that day, he was similar to what everyone thought, because he sent soup to the crew in the name of Minglian.

He didn't doubt it before, because it was impossible to use someone else's name.But when Meng Shan came, Chang Yan's understanding was refreshed.

Jiang Jiao, like Minglian, must have a background, and the background is not small. It is not difficult to guess who the two are chasing after.

Chang Yan cast his gaze not far away.

Not far away, Jiang Jiao took two lunch boxes and appeared in front of Minglian.

If you look closely at the lunch boxes in his hand, one is light green and the other is light blue.

There are meat-based dishes and vegetarian dishes.

"This is for you, you like to eat cauliflower, here are cauliflower." Jiang Jiao handed over the boxed lunch.

He didn't connect, so he analyzed it calmly, "Your condition is not bad, you really don't need to hang yourself on my tree. Go outside and have a look, there are a lot of choices outside, young, mature, funny, Steady, are you looking for anything? Is it necessary to give me a back post?"

Jiang Jiao pursed his lips tightly, his lips turned white.

He didn't know why, but he felt that Minglian's words seemed to be said to himself back then.

How good was Minglian back then!

The first in professional grades, a man of the school, and signed to a big company like Ivory Tower, a young talent with a bright future.

But such an excellent person chose him.

Did Ming Lian back then look for someone with his conditions?

But the other party was looking for Jiang Jiao.

A Jiang Jiao who doesn't know love and respect at all.

"I don't, I don't want those, those people are not you." Jiang Jiao hugged the boxed lunch, groaning.

Probably because he was afraid of hearing something from Ming Lian's mouth that would make his heart wrenching, Jiang Jiao evaded and said, "You finish this box of lunch, I... I won't appear in front of you this afternoon .”

Minglian stared at Jiang Jiao for a while, and finally took the boxed lunch.

At the moment when he lowered his eyes, Ming Lian missed an exceptionally bright light rising from Jiang Jiao's eyes.

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