I don't want to play anymore

The planner and the make-up artist walked away after discussing around Zhang Ye, and Zhao Duoduo brought over the boxed lunch: "Boss, you eat first, Lao Liu went outside, he said he couldn't find a place, I'll go down to pick him up one time."

"Hmm." Seeing a WeChat message coming in, Zhang Ye tore off the disposable chopsticks and opened the screen.

He understood the meaning of Cheng Yang's words, but didn't understand, so he tried to send a question mark.

Blindfolded:?

CY: picture

Zhang Ye hurriedly clicked on it, and saw that what Cheng Yang photographed for him was the film crew's boxed lunch, so did he just skip that topic?He bit his chopsticks and looked at the pictures and the dishes on the table. He didn't have much appetite, and the phone rang again.

Cy: Do you think the red envelope is too small?

It turned out that I wanted to show off the lunch first, and then return to the original topic, but this lunch was too shabby, with one meat and two vegetables, and there was pepper in the meat, so Zhang Ye also took a picture of his lunch box for Cheng Yang to see.

Yiye Blinding Eyes: After all, it is a huge sum of 85 yuan, how can it be too little.

Yiye Blinding Eyes: Although there is one more meat dish than yours, and there is no chili pepper, but there is celery in this squid, and dried fragrant in this shredded pork. Let’s eat grass together.

After posting, there was no movement from Cheng Yang's side, and Zhang Ye didn't care. He put the phone aside and turned around the two vegetarian dishes in the box lunch.

There were two small piles of vegetables in the plastic lunch box, one was fungus yam, and the other was braised eggplant in oil. Looking at it, I lost my appetite. Zhang Ye poured the soup into the rice and mixed it. Just after taking two bites, the phone rang again.

Cy: If you don't like it, just say it. There is really no need to post Weibo to mock. What if I don't read Weibo?

Yiye Blinding Eyes: Forget it, I’m actually not mocking.

Cy:?

The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Liu Dongdong walked over in a hurry: "Have you met the planner and makeup artist?"

Zhang Ye turned off the phone screen, swallowed the rice grains in his mouth, raised his head and said, "Yes."

Liu Dongdong sat down next to him: "The plane was late, I thought I could meet you at the airport."

Zhao Duoduo asked from the side: "Then you haven't eaten yet?"

"No," Liu Dongdong unscrewed the water and took a sip, "It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll just buy a pack of biscuits for a cushion later."

Zhang Ye pushed his vegetable box over: "I haven't eaten anything here."

Liu Dongdong glanced at his face: "Losing weight? You can't just eat rice to lose weight, not to mention the staple food has more calories."

Zhao Duoduo saw that his boss's face was numb, probably because he didn't want to say that he was a picky eater, and he didn't want to bear the reputation of losing weight, so he hurriedly opened his lunch box: "Boss means that the portions of the dishes are relatively large. Two servings should be enough for three people, let's eat together, don't waste it."

"Oh." Liu Dongdong didn't say anything more, took the chopsticks handed over by Zhao Duoduo, and picked up some shredded pork first.

Under the noses of Liu Dongdong and Zhao Duoduo, Zhang Ye didn't know what was out of his mind. Anyway, he didn't want to return to Cheng Yang's WeChat at this time. He didn't open WeChat again until he went to get some water after eating. .

Yiye blind eye: You are the first person to send me 85 red envelopes, I want to record it.

When he clicked send, his heart skipped a few beats, then he lowered his eyes and pressed it without hesitation.

After posting, he drank half a bottle of ice water to calm down. He kept his phone in his pocket and didn't dare to take it out to look at it. He was looking forward to Cheng Yang's reply, but he was afraid of seeing Cheng Yang's reply.

However, it was purely because he was thinking too much. Cheng Yang didn't reply to his message until the evening's activities started.

His cell phone doesn't have a lot of news in normal times, maybe he doesn't care much about it, unless the work or personal messages are urgent, sometimes even if he sees them, he is not in a hurry to reply, and the number of times the phone rang this afternoon is above him. Every time it rang, he would open it nervously, and put it back in his trouser pocket in disappointment, so that in the end, he was a little afraid of hearing the phone ring.

Although the evening event was indoors, it was still very hot because of the large number of people present. He was wearing a suit provided by the brand, with fashionable makeup and hair that fit the brand concept, and another actress invited by the brand. In the flashlight, they went on stage together and walked through the process. Behind them, there were many invited guests, suits and long skirts wrapped in beautiful skins of various colors. The shooting equipment in the hands of the organizer, media and fans flashed repeatedly on the stage. Zhang Ye’s left hand Keeping it in his trouser pocket, clutching his phone, his palms were full of sweat.

The cue process of the host may not be felt by people off the stage, but people on the stage will feel that the whole process is like a slowed down shot. Zhang Ye put on his iconic business smile when the microphone is facing him , answering the standard answers that he had browsed in advance, even because he was absent-minded, he did not play casually as usual in the question-and-answer and interview sessions, but recited the answers verbatim.

And when the microphone and the camera were no longer facing him, his eyes were lowered, and only Zhao Duoduo could tell that his boss was on the verge of a complete irritability explosion.

"The boss seems to be bored, how long will it be over?" Zhao Duoduo poked Liu Dongdong next to him with his arm.

Liu Dongdong took out his phone and looked at the time: "Theoretically, it's over now, so in fact we don't know when it will end."

Zhao Duoduo lowered his voice and said, "This host is too long-winded. I don't know if the host will pay him for overtime work."

Liu Dongdong snorted: "What are you thinking, the price is negotiated in advance."

After another half an hour, the event finally came to an end. Zhao Duoduo was about to squeeze over to protect his big star to leave, but he saw the men and women sitting in the two rows in front of them swarming towards the chapter pages on the edge of the red carpet.

Liu Dongdong grabbed Zhao Duoduo: "It's the fans who want to sign, the big star can't leave yet."

Sure enough, the girl who walked up to the chapter page first took out the notebook and oil-based pen from her bag. Zhao Duoduo looked there on her feet, and the chapter page expressionlessly 'swiped' her signature. Several girls who got the signature Refusing to leave, he dawdled by the side to take pictures, and then Zhao Duoduo was surprised to find that a boy also came to the front, holding a white baseball cap in his hand, the boy didn't know what to say, Zhang Ye took it, and directly It was signed on the brim of the hat.

The corner of Zhao Duoduo's mouth twitched: "Why are there still male fans?"

Although Liu Dongdong has been in the entertainment industry for several years, his thinking is still very straightforward, and he said disapprovingly: "It must be because I can't help the female friends who are on the scene to sign."

"Oh." Zhao Duoduo continued to stand on tiptoe to observe the situation over there, lest his boss get tired of signing and leave directly. Fortunately, the chapter page is quite conscious of business, until the last one is signed, point to the person Nodding his head, he turned and walked away.

As soon as he walked out of the tunnel, Zhang Ye took out his mobile phone. When he was on the stage, the mobile phone vibrated many times, but his expectations were still dashed. There was not a single message from Cheng Yang.

When Zhao Duoduo squeezed in front of him, he only had time to see his boss put his cell phone into his pocket with a stinky face.

"Let's go eat?"

Zhang Ye didn't answer, Zhao Duoduo didn't dare to talk too much, winked at Liu Dongdong, and walked out first, he had to make sure the driver was waiting outside.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we returned to the hotel after dinner. Zhao Duoduo felt that his boss had closed himself off, refused to communicate with others, refused to look at them, so he sent him to the room and put the chapter pages in a dust bag. The suit shirt provided by the replaced brand was put on, and he carried the things with great insight and fled to people.

When I ran into Liu Dongdong at the elevator entrance, Zhao Duoduo hurriedly asked: "Are you looking for a big star to talk about work? Tomorrow, he went to take a shower when I just came out."

Liu Dongdong glanced at him: "Who wants to talk about work so late, my room is over there."

"Oh," Zhao Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll send the things down, but the driver is still waiting."

"Well, go ahead, thanks for your hard work." Liu Dongdong patted Zhao Duoduo on the shoulder and stepped out of the elevator.

In the room, after taking a shower, Zhang Ye changed into sleeping clothes, tilted his head and used a cotton swab to clean the water in his ears, and saw that there was ice water in the refrigerator, he bent down and fished out a bottle, just took a sip, and put it on the table My cell phone rang, it was a phone call.

Zhang Wen called.

Zhang Ye picked it up: "Hello."

"I saw you in XX city."

"Ah."

"very tired?"

"There are many people, it's noisy, and it's hot." Zhang Ye said briefly.

"I saw the video of you on set. It should be much better than on the set. I didn't see you shouting tired or annoyed when I was filming."

Zhang Ye was absent-minded for a moment, and after two seconds of silence, he took the water and sat down on the sofa, and laughed lowly: "You know again."

Zhang Wen also laughed on the phone: "I asked Zhao Duoduo."

Many figures of Cheng Yang suddenly flashed in his mind, and Zhang Ye suddenly panicked: "You, what did he tell you?"

Instead, Zhang Wen put on a show and didn't mention it. She sighed softly and said, "It's hard to buy your happiness. If you're not happy with what you're doing, you can stop at any time."

"I know," Zhang Ye took a sip of water, "I'm sleeping."

"Well, go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye was still leaning on the sofa drinking water. He only slept for four hours even during the more than one hour on the plane that day. feel tired.

What was he flustered about just now?What is he afraid that Zhao Duoduo will tell Zhang Wen?

It goes without saying that this realization made him both happy and sad.

Although the room is located on the upper floors of the hotel, the noisy sound from the outside can still come in. I can't hear what it is, but it is a very thin humming, a bit like the sound of rain.

Zhang Ye emptied his mind for a while in this strange voice, then logged into Weibo with a small account, and switched to Chaohua with ease. Sure enough, he saw that many people shared and reposted the photos and videos of his evening event. Click on a ten-second video and stare at the self inside.

Can you see that you are in a bad mood?It doesn't seem obvious either.

His eyes suddenly fell on a certain place in the video. Although the picture flashed by, he still noticed the slightly raised trouser pocket. Someone would probably notice it, or even guess that he had a mobile phone in his pocket, but it should be No one can guess the secrets in the phone.

Because even he himself, before Zhang Wen said those words just now, before he panicked at that moment, he never understood the secret.

He picked up the bottle and took another sip of water. The cold water flowed down his throat. He turned off the video, and only the sound like rain was left in the room again.

He couldn't sit still, and he didn't want to do anything. He walked around the room unconsciously, and finally stood in front of the window looking at the chaotic street scene below.

After only being separated for a day, he began to miss Cheng Yang a little bit. Although he wasn't sure if it was because he hadn't played yet, he was sure of his thoughts at this moment.

So he put down the water bottle, leaned against the window sill, took out his phone again, clicked on WeChat, and sent a message to Cheng Yang.

Yiye Mumu: Forget it, if you say ridicule, you can ridicule, so in order to show your sincerity, why don't you just say it to me?