I don't want to play anymore

At the table inside, apart from the director, producer and other people from the drama side, there are also several big bosses from the investor and co-producer.

When the three of them came in with drinks, Gao Jun, the production director who was drunk, was talking to the deputy director Sun next to him. When he saw a few people, he smiled and said, "Come over to toast, right? Both you and Director Wu drank too much." Now, no need to respect, this is Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao of Dingyu Company, please pay more respects to the two bosses, if it weren't for their investment, we wouldn't be able to get together today." After finishing speaking, he looked at the two bosses again: "am I right?"

Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhao are similar to some extent, they are both in suits and leather shoes, their hair is combed back meticulously, revealing the bright and bright forehead in front, even the way they move the corners of their mouths when they smile is similar.

After all, this is not a kick-off banquet. The co-producers here are just here to meet, and they also know their identities, or lean in their chairs, or light on their mobile phones, as if they have nothing to do with themselves.So everyone could see that among this group of people, the two bosses of Dingyu were the ones who really mattered.

When Gao Jun finished speaking, Mr. Zhang of Dingyu pushed his glasses, glanced at the faces of several people with the posture of a superior, and his eyes fell on Zhang Ye: "Xiao Zhang, right?"

Gao Jun smiled and waved to Zhang Ye, motioning him to hurry over: "Boss Zhang is calling you, don't be dazed, come quickly."

The face of the middle-aged man looking at him from across the round table was greasy. He was too fat, and his chin could no longer be seen. Even through the lens, the light from the man's eyes was still oppressive. It was not sharp. But it gives you a sense of oppression in all directions.

Standing at the back, Cheng Yang saw Mr. Zhang's eyes, and suddenly felt that it might be more appropriate for this person to play the role of "Emperor of the Southern Dynasty".

Greasy and shrewd, these are the two words that Zhang Ye feels about Mr. Zhang. He instinctively feels disgusted, but he still bites the bullet and walks over: "Mr. Zhang is good."

Mr. Zhang leaned back, and the chair turned at an angle. He was half facing Zhang Ye, and looked up at him, but with an air of arrogance: "We worked together, don't you remember?"

Zhang Ye didn't have any impression of the person in front of him, but the word 'Dingyu' mentioned by the production director just now gave him a hint: ""Luoyang Palace"?"

Mr. Zhang finally squeezed out a stingy smile at him: "Yes."

Whether it is in the industry or online, Luoyang Palace is a dark history that cannot be turned over. Zhang Ye doesn't know why this President Zhang mentioned this, but he has no interest in delving into it, and his face is still business. Shi's usual false smile: "Since this is the second cooperation, I should toast the two bosses." He raised his glass as he spoke.

Mr. Zhang glanced at him and turned back, but he didn't intend to serve the wine.

Zhang Ye is hesitating whether to do it first or not.

Director Wu suddenly waved to Cheng Yang and Meng Yao who were still standing on the opposite side of the table, and when he spoke, he spoke quickly: "Don't listen to Lao Gao's nonsense, he wants everyone to be like him when he drinks too much. Let's Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhao, and the bosses here all flew here from other places today, and they will fly back tomorrow. How uncomfortable it is to fly with a hangover. I can ask Lao Gao to tell you about it when you are free. Bosses are distinguished guests. Our parents need to take care of them. How about this? You two and Xiaozhang have a toast to a few bosses. Let’s pass today, and we have to read the script tomorrow. It can’t affect work. If you want to drink, etc. Drink it at the celebration banquet."

A few words spared them from socializing, complimented the big guys from all walks of life, and put work in front of them, so everyone had scruples inside and out.

Zhang Ye admired Wu Zhen's skill level.

Meng Yao obviously breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

Cheng Yang's eyelids, which had been half-drooped since he came in, lifted up slightly. His facial features are exquisite, and the most outstanding feature is his pair of narrow and long eyes. Out of dullness.He slightly changed the position of his fingers holding the wine glass, signaling Meng Yao to go first, and then he followed the girl and walked towards the two bosses.

The three of them came out after toasting, Meng Yao whispered, "You should be able to leave now, right?"

Zhang Ye said: "It should be."

Meng Yao handed him the empty wine glass in his hand: "Help me take it back, I finished the big night show last night, and I slept on the plane for less than two hours today, I really can't sit still, I have to go back and lie down for a while. "

"Go and rest. If you are afraid that the director will look for you later, ask your assistant to stay for a while, but you probably won't look for us again." Zhang Ye said.

"Well, thank you." Meng Yao covered his mouth and yawned, his whole body was full of exhaustion, he waved goodbye to him, and walked out.

Liu Dongdong has been paying attention to the movement here, and when he saw them coming out to toast, he walked over and arrived just in time: "Is everything going well?"

Zhang Ye didn't bother to mention what Mr. Zhang said, so he nodded casually.

Liu Dongdong took the two wine glasses in his hand: "There's nothing else going on here, so I'll be leaving later. I just went upstairs and walked around. Which floor do you live in, the laundry room and the gymnasium?" Both, the breakfast room is on the sixth floor, remember to go down to eat, Xiao Zhao will be here in two days."

He had been holding the cup just now, and his hands were already sweating. Now his hands were empty. Zhang Ye subconsciously squeezed his fingers, nodded and said, "Slow down on the road." Already gone.

Zhang Ye returned to his seat, there was no one left at their table, and he sat for a few minutes, but Cheng Yang and Zhu Zhenting never came back, so he got up and left the box.

Back in the room, Zhang Ye took off his T-shirt and went into the bathroom. After taking the long-awaited shower, he put on cotton pajamas, took out the "Reminiscences of Things Past" in the suitcase, and lay down on the bed to hypnotize himself.

After reading less than a page of the book, the mobile phone placed beside the bed vibrated a few times. He picked it up and saw that it was his sister Zhang Wen who had sent a message.

[Go to like my mother's circle of friends. 】

【it is good. 】

Zhang Ye exited the dialog with Zhang Wen, clicked on Moments, swipe down, and found the Jiugongge photo posted by his mother 2 minutes ago, not only liked it, but also commented, "Mom is getting more and more beautiful." '

Ms. Chuning has been traveling around the world for more than ten years. When she was young, she was obsessed with acting. She took home trophies and piled up most of the room. Although she gave birth to a pair of children, she rarely had time to take care of them. Children and the familiar stage suddenly feel that it is not worth it. Who am I who have played others for most of my life?

After being confused for a while, she put aside everything to find herself, and no one in the family said it was useless.

At first, the three of them thought that Chu Ning was probably too tired from work and wanted to go out to change his mood, but no one took it seriously.

Later, I found out that this was not the case at all. She was running all over the world, her person became more and more refined, and the photos she took were full of fairy spirits, but the return date was also slim. The three of them began to panic, and frantically showed their love to her and said to stay, Tried to win back Chu Meiren's heart, but it was useless.

Later, the three of them got tired too, and they just went to Chu Ning's circle of friends to like her every day, trying to add two more weights to her earthly bonds.

When Chu Ning left everything and ran away, his daughter Zhang Wen was already an adult, but Zhang Ye was only 13 years old, so this incident had a far greater impact on him than on his sister.

Picking up the book again, the chapter page's mind is not on the book.

He'll never be like Mom, he's always known who he is.

Just as he was giving himself a psychological suggestion, the sound of closing the door outside caught his attention. He checked the time on his phone, and it was already 10:30, so he turned off the light, skipped the steps of hypnosis, and lay down and fell asleep forcibly.

It was Cheng Yang next door who closed the door.

The lights in the corridor were not very bright, which stretched his figure to a long distance. He was still wearing the clothes he had at dinner, but he had an extra hat on his head.

When he walked to the elevator, he glanced at it. One elevator was on the tenth floor, and the other stopped on the first floor. He pressed the one on the tenth floor. The number on the door frame above his head flashed twice and then stopped. It opened in front of his eyes, he strode in, closed the elevator door, took a step back habitually, but saw a small bottle dropped in the middle of the carpet.

He hesitated to pick up the bottle, and was stunned when he saw the Japanese printed on it.

After a short hesitation, he put the bottle on the high table beside him, squeezed some more hand sanitizer and rubbed his hands vigorously.

The hotel was taken over by the film crew. When I went to eat at night, I heard the waiter and the staff of the film crew say that the leaders who came tonight lived on the tenth floor, and the elevator came down from the tenth floor just now...

Thinking of this, Cheng Yang felt that this group was really messed up!

The elevator stopped once on the third floor, and the door opened. It was the room service staff who was pushing the trolley. He took another step back to make room for one person and one trolley to enter.

After all, the space in the elevator is limited. When the room staff turned around, they knocked down the small bottle just now with their elbows. The bottle rolled on the table and landed on the carpet under the table. The room staff noticed it and bent over to take a look. , I didn't see anything, so I didn't look for it again.Although Cheng Yang saw it, the thing was quite embarrassing, so he didn't make a sound to remind him.

Soon he reached the first floor. Cheng Yang waited for the room staff to push the trolley away before walking out. When he came, he remembered that there was a pharmacy not far from the hotel. When he walked through the hotel lobby and went out through the revolving door, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure coming out of the elevator, and hurried to another elevator next to it.

Cheng Yang didn't look back, he stepped on the steps and walked outside the hotel. It was raining at some point, he pulled the brim of his hat down, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and walked forward quickly.

"Taozi, is Teacher Chang asleep?"

It was already late at night, and the young man on the phone was still eating instant noodles: "I'm asleep, I didn't go around the house today, and I didn't make a fuss about going out. It seems that the effect of the medicine this time is not bad." His voice Loud and loud, mixed with the sound of snoring noodles.

"What about eating?"

"He ate all the soy milk and fried dough sticks I bought in the morning. I ordered rice noodles for him at noon. I saw that he ate more than usual, so I ordered another one for him in the evening."

"That's good." Cheng Yang crossed the road, trotted for two steps, and stepped onto the sidewalk.

"Are you still outside at this late hour?" The young man heard the horn of a car from the opposite side.

"It's too hot here, I'm afraid I'll make an old mistake, so I'll get some medicine to prepare. Also, Li Hui contacted me today with an unfamiliar number. If he calls you, ignore him no matter what he says. Not to mention your current residence." The rain became more and more dense, and Cheng Yang quickened his pace.

"I know, I have a higher IQ than him, and I won't be fooled by him. Don't worry."

Cheng Yang had already reached the door of the pharmacy, looked up and looked inside: "Let's not talk about it for now." After hanging up the phone, he opened the door and walked in.

……

When Cheng Yang left the hotel, although the figure coming out of the elevator turned to another elevator, he didn't take the elevator upstairs immediately. After finding the tube of ointment in the corner, the figure hurried to the front desk: "The one who went out just now is who?"

The receptionist got up from his seat and said with a smile, "He looks tall and thin, so he should be an actor in your group."

"Can you adjust the monitor in the elevator and show me?"

The expression on the front desk's face became serious: "May I ask what happened?"

"I picked up a mobile phone in the elevator just now. There may be actors' privacy in it. I asked them one by one to avoid someone claiming it impersonally, so..."

With a clear expression on the face of the front desk, he smiled and said, "Okay, this way please."

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