I want to die every day [entertainment circle]

After the premiere ceremony, Xiyan had no time to pay attention to how the reaction was. Some time ago, he was exhausted from filming. He went home and fell asleep with his head covered. What should I do once?" I didn't have time to think about it.

To be honest, it sounds easy to make a film, as if a group of people get together and brush it up a few times and it’s over. In fact, I can’t feel it if I haven’t experienced it myself. It doesn’t matter what level of star you are. You can only hehe, even if you are an actor and actress, if you want to stay up late for filming, you have to stay up late, otherwise people will say you are playing big names.In the end, the length of the film was at most less than three hours, and it would take several months if the filming did not go well.

At that time, Xiyan thought about the script as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, and then watched it on the monitor for a whole day. At night, he was still thinking about the plot in his dreams, and his body and mind were severely damaged.

If Ji Xiaoxiao hadn't rushed into his house early in the morning and shook him awake, he would have been paralyzed for a few more days.

"Get up, get up! Try the dim sum I made myself!" Ji Xiaoxiao dangled a box of small cakes in front of Xiyan as if offering a treasure.

Before Xiyan opened his eyes, he saw countless cakes flying all over the sky, and he felt full just looking at them.

"Did you really make it yourself?" With difficulty, he got up from the bed, dug a spoonful of cake and brought it to his mouth, and it tasted pretty good.

"Hehehe..." Ji Xiaoxiao laughed dryly, "Actually, Lin Heng and I did it together."

understood.Xiyan nodded.This means that Lin Heng did it by himself. He doesn't believe that Ji Xiaoxiao has this kind of craftsmanship. It's good if he doesn't make trouble.Speaking of which, I don't seem to know how to cook... Thinking of the silky chicken that Fu Zhichuan cooked last time, Xiyan began to worry about what they would eat if they lived together in the future.

Cough, why did you think of living together... Xiyan's ears turned red quietly.

"Why are you in a daze, hurry up and eat, I have brought a lot, you'd better put it in the refrigerator, otherwise Lin Heng said it will break." Ji Xiaoxiao ran to the door, dragging A big bag of something came in again, "I believe you can help me eliminate them!"

Xiyan walked over to have a look, ho!Good guy, that bag is so bulging that it's as big as two of us!

Subconsciously looking at the calendar, Xiyan said, "It's not Chinese New Year yet, you guys want to open a cake shop."

Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her head and twisted her fingers: "Accidentally did too much—ah!"

Xiyan was thinking about how to decline Ji Xiaoxiao's huge "kindness", but he shivered in shock when he yelled: "What's wrong?"

"I have a very important announcement today. Lin Heng told me that I can't be late. It's too bad. I'm leaving first."

Ji Xiaoxiao was in a hurry to get there in time, and left as soon as he said he would, without any muddling. When Xiyan realized it, there was only the big bag of cakes left in front of him, and one of the cakes was packaged unsealed, gurgling along the bag The ground rolled down from the top, Xiyan subconsciously lay down on the ground and reached out to catch it, but his fingertips were only a few centimeters away from the cake, and the poor cake still fell to the ground with a thud.

While mopping the floor, Xiyan wondered if there was something wrong with the hands of this body, and he still remembered that the chicken leg box lunch was also muddy all over the floor that day...

With so many cakes, he probably won't be able to eat them all until the New Year's Eve, and he will definitely throw up after eating three meals a day, so why don't he give them away.

He began to take stock of some of the people he had met during this time.

Ji Xiaoxiao always has a lot of announcements that he is very busy and can no longer return the things he brought from others; then Director He Zichang will give it to others, and by the way, I would like to thank him for his advice and help in the crew; You can send it over. When discussing the film promotion plan, he had contact with the employees a few times. They are all very good people. I don’t know if President Stemann will dislike this kind of cake; you can also bring it to Li Tao. Some, he is also running publicity recently, maybe he is too busy to have time to eat.

who else...

By the way, Gu Cexuan!

Although it was only met once, it was the first time Xiyan saw people on Fu Zhichuan's side, and the feeling was always different, like a son-in-law with hairy feet meeting his mother-in-law.Maybe the metaphor is not appropriate, but at a certain moment Xiyan really thought about it this way.

When thinking of Gu Cexuan, he naturally thinks of Fu Zhichuan.Since the phone call failed that day, Xiyan never took the initiative to call him. The strange thing is that Fu Zhichuan, who used to take the initiative to contact him every day, didn't take the initiative to call him recently. Xiyan felt a little disappointed.

Fu Zhichuan was the first person who gave him stability and warmth after his rebirth. In Xiyan's heart, Fu Zhichuan's meaning cannot be equated with Ji Xiaoxiao, Li Tao and other friends.

However, he was still not sure what Fu Zhichuan was thinking...

Throwing down the mop, Xiyan secretly cheered himself up, put aside strange thoughts for the moment, rummaged through and found some gift boxes and gift bags, packed the cakes, and prepared to send them door-to-door to friends.

Since he was always hesitant about matters related to Fu Zhichuan, Xiyan was the last one to go to Gu Cexuan.He didn't know Gu Cexuan's home address, but the address of Gu Cexuan's studio could be found online, so he took a taxi and went directly to the 798 Art District.

The most attractive things in the 798 Art Zone are not only various designs, but also paintings, photography, sculptures and even specialty foods.Xiyan once tried his best to be admitted to the top art academy, but encountered the end of the world and was forced to be reborn before graduation. Seeing these things now, he felt a long-lost itchy hand.

Walking into a gallery involuntarily, he carefully admired every piece of work on the wall, and finally stopped in front of an oil painting.

"What do you think of this painting?"

Xiyan was so engrossed that he didn't notice anyone approaching. It wasn't until the person asked that Xiyan realized that there was an old woman standing beside him.The old lady was wearing a wool cap on her head and a saffron Tang suit, she looked easy-going and kind.

Thanks to the big bag of small cakes, the old lady has been paying attention to Xiyan since he entered the door. Xiyan's expression will change when he looks at each painting, whether he likes or dislikes all show on his face. The old lady thinks this young man is very interesting , and came over to have a chat.

"I don't dare to talk nonsense about the evaluation, but I have a little feeling." Xiyan was embarrassed to say that he thought this was the best and most regrettable work in this exhibition in the entire gallery. After all, his aesthetic concept and what he had learned Painting creation and appreciation knowledge are different from the present.

"Why don't you tell me about your little feelings?" The old woman looked at him with a smile.

"I……"

The old woman saw his hesitation and said, "I'm an old woman, and I don't really understand it. It doesn't matter if you talk to me, or do you mean that you don't want to talk to my old woman?"

"No, no." Xiyan waved his hands quickly.

Listening to Xiyan's analysis of this painting, the old lady showed no emotion on the surface, but she was shocked inside. This young man's eyesight is very accurate, and his eyesight is also very unique. Is there such a talent in China?

After finishing his opinion in one breath, Xiyan scratched his cheek awkwardly when he saw the old woman listening so carefully: "I'm just talking nonsense..."

"No, you're fine—" The old lady was about to ask Xiyan where she learned painting, if she had a teacher, and what kind of job she was doing now, but Xiyan suddenly realized that she had stayed here for too long, and she would not send the cake over Gu Cexuan might be leaving work, so he hurriedly bid farewell to the old woman, who had just left the gallery after she stretched out her hand and said "Hey".

"Teacher, what are you looking at here?"

"A very interesting young man..."

"Young man? Ah, he seems to have walked into Gu Cexuan's studio."

"Oh? Gu Cexuan... hasn't the Gu family forced him to go back yet?"

"Who knows."

Xiyan walked into Gu Cexuan's studio, and was greeted by a female assistant, and now everyone else in the studio has gone to dinner.Xiyan was very glad that Gu Cexuan hadn't gone back, otherwise he wouldn't have the courage to come and see him off again tomorrow.

"Excuse me sir, the boss has a guest, could you please wait a moment?"

Xiyan sat on the sofa following the guidance of the female assistant, who brought hot coffee and a stack of colorful magazines to Xiyan.

"Sir, excuse me."

"It's okay, you can go to work, I'll just wait by myself."

Xi Yan was stunned for a while, feeling a little bored, casually picked up the magazine on the table and flipped through it.Gu Cexuan subscribes to fashion-related magazines here, such as "Bright Life", "Update", "Weiwei New Style", "Jin Menghao Special Issue", "Secret"...

Xiyan has no sense of fashion. He studied painting at the Academy of Fine Arts. He has no concept of trendy and bold makeup, revealing sexy underwear, luxurious and expensive perfumes and accessories. He has read a few books and found nothing interesting At this moment, his eyes focused on a magazine called "Dullahan".

It is a fashion magazine with a very authoritative position in the world. When it is released, it is limited. Each new issue of the magazine has the reputation of "trend vane" in the circle.

Of course, what attracted Xiyan was not the content of the magazine itself, but a cover photo that was so clear that even every eyelash of the character could be clearly distinguished - the tall man gently hugged the woman in his arms, and the woman turned her head The avatar was having a temper tantrum, and there was a slight blush on the palm-sized side face. The man looked down at her with a smile, his gray-blue eyes were as deep as a secluded sea and attracted people to sink.