"Brother Lin, Director Fu told you to pull me into the crew." Qiao Ying said, remembering what Fu Guqing told him before.

Lin Huaiyun came back to his senses, said hello, took out his phone to find Qiao Ying, and pulled him into the crew.

Qiao Ying changed the note to her own name, and then stopped looking at it.

After the play, Lin Huaiyun went back to the hotel to rest. He didn't eat, and was going to go directly to the reception banquet later. Qiao Ying followed his car.

On the way, Qiao Ying sent a message to Chen Niannian, asking her if she would go, and the latter replied to her that there were too many people, and it was not good for her to go with an assistant.

Qiao Ying let her do as she wanted.

Not long after, Fu Guqing stayed in the group and announced the location and time of the reception banquet.

The location is a senior club nearby, and the time is 06:30 in the evening.

Because of this unexpected welcome banquet, the actors and actresses of the film crew left the scene very early that day. Basically, after five o'clock, there were not many people left on the set.

Qiao Ying went to the clubhouse in Lin Huaiyun's car.

The location of the clubhouse is relatively hidden. The entrance is on a not very lively street. The decoration inside is exquisite and elegant. The service staff who go back and forth are all wearing long cheongsams and smiling, which has a classic charm.

Director Zhou and the others booked a large box on the second floor. When Qiao Ying and the others entered, there were a lot of people scattered in it, and there were vacancies at several tables.

Seats in the crew are very particular about where they sit, Qiao Ying knew this, and got ready to sit on the table in the corner.

Before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by someone.

Fu Guqing propped her face, and waved at him with a smile, "Qiao Ying, come and sit here."

Director Zhou next to her didn't react much when she heard the words, and acquiesced to what she said. Anyway, she wanted to show it to the screenwriter, so it was just right to sit at the main table.

Lin Huaiyun is the leading actor, so he naturally sat at this table, next to several directors.

There are only three vacancies left at the main table, one is next to Lin Huaiyun, which is the seat of another leading actor, one is between Fu Guqing and Director Zhou, and the last one is on Fu Guqing's right hand side.

Sure enough, Fu Guqing pointed to the position on her right, and said with a smile: "This position is just right, Qiao Ying can sit here, is it okay?"

Qiao Ying walked over and sat down beside her with a calm expression, neither flattered nor frightened.

Many people from the film crew came, and when they saw this scene, they didn't show anything on their faces, but there were more or less calculations and guesses in their hearts.

Fu Guqing touched the tablecloth with his hand, and the bright red nail polish on his nails seemed to reflect a faint light, and silently urged, "It's past six o'clock."

It had nothing to do with her, Qiao Ying lowered her head and wandered quietly.

After another 5 minutes, the door of the box was pushed open, and he said, "Sorry, the road is a bit blocked."

This voice is very familiar.

Qiao Ying's wandering thoughts were pulled back, and she seemed to feel something, and looked up at the source of the sound.

The visitor was wearing casual clothes, the whole body was gray and black.

She looked a little lazy, her temperament was very similar to Qin Yizhi's, but different.

Qin Yizhi wears a gentle mask. He usually looks gentle and talkative. In fact, he is lazy and casual in his bones. He is lazy and lacks interest in many things. He only puts on a disguise when he needs it. mask.

The person who came here was different. His aura was a bit lazy and casual, which was brought about by his clothes. It didn't match his own personality at all, but it blended together strangely. His aura was very strong and restrained. I pressed it down, but I could still feel it.

He didn't have any expression on his face, he didn't look easy to get along with, and the apologies he made were just habitual, making people feel no guilt or embarrassment.

... This is a familiar face to Qiao Ying.

Because the person who came was Chang Jiao.

For a moment, Qiao Ying's thoughts changed, and he guessed the reason why he appeared here, and also guessed why Fu Guqing, who always loved to watch operas, would say that she didn't know the screenwriter of "A Thousand Years".

She clearly knew her, and she knew who it was, but she didn't tell Qiao Ying because of her bad intentions.

There was consternation in Qiao Ying's eyes, probably because his gaze was too obvious, Chang Jiao who walked into the box noticed it, and cast his gaze on him.

There were two or three tables between the two of them, and the steaming hot pot was already on the table, and the bird smoke formed by the heat was densely rising.

Their eyes met in the hazy mist, and they were staggered in an instant.

The moment Chang Jiao came in, the box fell silent, countless pairs of eyes turned towards the door, and they were all surprised again.

The leading actress sitting next to Qiao Ying, after seeing Chang Jiao's face clearly, muttered in a low voice, "These days, why do you have to have a good face in any profession, are you embarrassed to do a job if you don't look good? "

Although her voice was low, Qiao Ying could hear her clearly because she was sitting close.

There was some approval in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Chang Jiao walked to the main table with those long legs.

His eyes skipped over the main table, only the position between the two directors.

Qiao Ying looked back, and suddenly noticed that Fu Guqing beside him moved, then suddenly got up from the chair, and moved to the side of Director Zhou without changing his expression.

The corner of Director Zhou's eyes twitched violently, not understanding what this young, unconventional assistant director was doing.

Qiao Ying was a little puzzled and looked at her.

The latter blinked his right eye quietly at him, which contained many meanings, including jokes, ridicule, self-consciousness or something else.

But Qiao Ying could only guess vaguely, and she had a bad taste, so she didn't know what she was thinking.

While he was in a daze, Chang Jiao had already sat down beside him.

Qiao Ying noticed from the corner of his eye that his sitting posture was very upright and rigid, and his clothes were casual, but such small habits as sitting posture could not be changed. There seemed to be a ruler behind him, and he sat upright with a sharp temperament.

Qiao Ying was distracted for a short while, and when she regained her composure, the room was lively again.

The eating and talking at each table were not affected at all, except for the main table, where the atmosphere was slightly stagnant.

Director Zhou stood up first, and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this is the screenwriter of our "Qianqiu" crew, and also the original author of "The Name of Qianqiu". His pen name is 'Anxi', and his real name is Chang Jiao. .”

Chang Jiao's expression remained unchanged, and he quietly listened to Director Zhou's words.

Director Zhou gave an introduction, and said some welcome vocabulary words, and then sat down and announced the opening of the meeting.

The leading actress next to Qiao Ying, Hang An, widened her eyes slightly when she saw this.

She and Qiao Ying have a pretty good relationship, and occasionally come to tease Qiao Ying when there is no play, although the latter is often expressionless, neither responding nor reacting, only nodding or shaking his head after she finished speaking.

Hang An glanced at Director Zhou, pulled down La Qiaoying's clothes from the table, motioned him to come closer to him, and lowered his voice.

"Director Zhou never introduces others. Xiaoying, my sister thinks that the screenwriter has a lot of background. Not only did he enter the set so many days late, but Director Zhou didn't lose his temper. They're all here."

Her voice was too low, it sounded like a mosquito humming.

After Qiao Ying heard this, she frowned and thought for a while before she figured out what she probably meant.

He glanced at Hang An, and there was a complex meaning of approval in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he just sighed with 008 in his heart.

[Sister An may not know, this is called the protagonist's halo. 】

008 nodded frantically, agreeing with his words.

Qiao Ying came back to his senses and sat upright in his chair. Director Zhou was already telling about Wei Xian.

Qiao Ying heard his voice change, and talked about himself.

"That's right, I discussed with Xiao Fu and the others, and I think Xiao Qiao's appearance and characteristics are very suitable for this role, but he is not an actor professionally, so there may be a slight generation gap, but acting can be cultivated later in life. "

As soon as Director Zhou finished speaking, Qiao Ying could feel that Chang Jiao's eyes fell on him for the second time after entering the box.

He seemed to have listened to Director Zhou's words, and carefully observed Qiao Ying to see if he was suitable for the role.

After a few positions, Lin Huaiyun was inexplicably uncomfortable with Chang Jiao's eyes.

The person involved, Qiao Ying, was expressionless, and Chang Jiao was still looking at him.

He raised his head and glanced at Chang Jiao, but there was no meaning in his eyes, he just glanced habitually.

But because of this glance, the latter had a satisfied smile in his eyes.

Chang Jiao withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, and agreed, "It's very suitable."

Director Zhou was overjoyed, knowing that after Chang Jiao nodded, the matter was basically considered a success.

While he was happy that there was a suitable actor for this role, he felt a little complicated. He remembered Fu Guqing's casual saying that he would agree, and he also remembered the phone call he received a long time ago.

At first, Director Zhou was not satisfied with Qiao Ying to the point that he had to.

He has listened to too many singers' voices. Some have good voices but are not good enough, some have good voices but don't match them, and some are satisfied with both.

Qiao Ying belongs to the last category.

But Director Zhou always felt that there was something missing in his singing, and he couldn't find what it was. In the end, he could only blame it on the fact that he was a newcomer. He was fine in the recording studio, but he would inevitably feel a little stage fright when he spoke at the scene.

So he wasn't that satisfied.

After the dinner with Wu Wenmei and his group last time, Director Zhou originally wanted to call Lin Huaiyun to say it was over, but he received a call before that.

It was Chang Jiao who called, without a word of extra nonsense, straight to the point, saying that he had a suitable candidate in mind.

Director Zhou asked who it was, and his answer was Qiao Ying.

After he said something else, after hanging up the phone, he called Lin Huaiyun with complicated emotions, and he was sure that it was Qiao Ying.

And it was the same now, Chang Jiao affirmed Qiao Ying.

Director Zhou's eyes swayed back and forth on the two people sitting together, with a little probing, and looked away before the other party noticed.

Qiao Ying didn't notice this at all.

After Chang Jiao nodded, Director Zhou didn't waste any more time on this matter, and started the table instead, chatting and eating.

Qiao Ying was inexplicably uncomfortable.

He couldn't even explain the source of this discomfort. Chang Jiao acted as if he didn't know him at all. He clearly sat at the main table, but he seemed to be sitting in a corner alone, without saying a word.

Qiao Ying is most used to his appearance, but he also vaguely feels that he and Chang Jiao have not seen each other for so many years, and many things in the past have become estranged now.

Lin Huaiyun was talking about what happened during the filming. He is gentle and approachable. Most of the time it is him, and there are a few other lively people who adjust the atmosphere.

Qiao Ying listened quietly, and took a small plate from the table. It was filled with hot sauce, and the color was a bit strange. It was not the red of ordinary hot sauce, but purple.

He usually has a light taste and doesn't eat much hot sauce, let alone this kind of strangely colored hot sauce, which was brought for Hang An.

"what is this?"

Qiao Ying paused, put the small dish in front of Hang An, and then raised her head to glance at Chang Jiao. The latter did not change his expression, imitating Qiao Ying's usual expressionless expression.

He looked back, "Sister An said, it's a kind of hot sauce."

After Qiao Ying finished speaking, he thought that Chang Jiao would not react much, but the latter continued to speak, and what he said was also a question: "Can you get me a small dish and let me try it?"

Qiao Ying frowned a little bit, and blurted out: "What nonsense, you are allergic to chili."

His tone was different from usual, it was the unique tone when he faced Chang Jiao a long time ago.

Chang Jiao was slightly startled, and when he realized it, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he lowered the decibel, using a voice that only the two of them could hear each other, and there was a faint smile in the voice.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, my brother still remembered that I was allergic to something."

The author has something to say: Chang Jiao: Hello everyone, I am Chang Jiao. I finally made an appearance, but the update was late, so I will kill the author first before speaking.

Qiao Ying: ... What are you going to do?

Chang Jiao (obediently put away the knife): I didn't, I didn't have it, brother, I didn't say anything.

008: I heard it!I recorded it!I want to sue...

Chang Jiao (with fierce eyes): stare.

008: I want to tell the host that Chang Jiao is a super nice person!Choose him QAQ!

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