The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

The car drove away slowly, Aya looked at Lu Yan's face, then looked at Fu Zhiyang passing by through the car window, and swallowed the words again.

The location of the appointment was in the city center, and the cars stopped and stopped on the road, causing people to go from distracted to calm.

Lu Yan was leaning on the back seat wearing sunglasses and her eyes were distracted. When she noticed Aya's gaze from time to time, she couldn't help laughing: "I'm still holding it with me. What exactly do you want to say?"

Aya hesitated for a moment, but asked bluntly: "Director Lu, did you and Fu Zhiyang know each other before?"

Lu Xia was silent for a moment, then gave a soft "hmm".

"Do you really know each other?" Aya sat up straight in surprise, and wanted to ask something more, but was held down by Lu Yan.

"Do you really believe it?" Lu Xia laughed, "Fake, I'm just kidding you."

"..."

This man is used to fooling people.

Aya pouted and snorted, ignoring him.

Lu Xia took off her sunglasses, picked up her phone and clicked on Weibo.

He doesn't look at this thing often, and he doesn't even know it when it's on the hot search. If it wasn't for Aya's reminder, he wouldn't bother to click on it and take a look.

After watching it a few times, I probably know what kind of image I am in the eyes of netizens.

Lu Yan doesn't care what others think of him. He used to be, and he is even more so now. He has heard of those false stigmas. The media often beat him around in front of the camera. Lu Yan's response to this is only two words ——

"fart."

Standing under thousands of spotlights, the director who became famous in one fell swoop looked arrogant and calm. Facing the aggressive reporter, he tilted his head and sneered, uttering an unreasonable word clearly.

This video was widely circulated on the Internet, and instantly attracted more people who could not understand Lu Ya. During that time, every time Lu Yan went home, he would be chased by the paparazzi for several blocks, and he had to turn hundreds of thousands of miles to get it. Du Jie returned home.

Director Lu, who has restrained himself quite a bit now, read the comments under the trending search with a blank face. He felt that he was too idle to read these mentally handicapped speeches. He was about to quit when he accidentally saw a comment that was relatively late——

"To be honest, I never believed that Lu Xia would unspokenly rule actors. Some people said that he always looked at actors with too hot eyes. I personally understand that it is not an obsession with actors, but a love for the characters presented by actors. Every heart The characters created are equivalent to the director's children, and no one will not love their children."

Lu Xia's fingers stayed on it for a long time.

His eyelashes are long and thin, and when he lowers his eyes, they can completely cover the emotions in his eyes, so that no one can see the slightest bit.

Aya turned her head to glance at him, thinking that he had seen some unsightly comments, and hesitated whether to comfort her, but Lu Yan locked her phone and threw it aside.

"Water." Lu Ya said.

Aya quickly took out a bottle of soda from her backpack and handed it to him.

Lu Xia took it and frowned slightly, it smelled like oranges, and it made her upset when she saw it, just like that one.

Aya said innocently: "I bought too much yesterday, and it's a pity to throw away this bottle."

"Drink it." Lu Ya stuffed it back into her hand, suppressing the tightness in her throat, and turned her face to look at the passing scenery outside the window.

The dim dark clouds gradually dissipated, and most of the sun was exposed. The light was not scorching hot, and it only felt soft warmth when it shone on the body, which made people unconsciously feel drowsy.

"Mr. Lu, we're here." The driver parked the car firmly in front of a seemingly luxurious restaurant, and the sound of the doors unlocking rang out.

Lu Xia woke up from a half-dream, rubbed her sore neck, her voice was a little hoarse when she just woke up: "You guys go back to the hotel first, and I will go back with the assistant director's car when the time comes."

The hotel where the crew stayed was too far away, and the road was congested, so it took a lot of time to go there and back.

Lu Xia pushed the car door and stepped down. Before he could go far, Aya lay on the window sill and shouted at him: "Director Lu! Drink less, there is work tomorrow!"

Lu Xia waved her hand with her back, not sure if she listened or not.

The waiter had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing Lu Xia's eyes lit up, he hurried forward to lead him the way, and said nervously: "Director Lu, please... be careful of the steps."

"How many people are here?" There was a clear sound of black leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor. The rubber band is simply tied behind the head.

The waiter thought about it for a while and replied, "Two."

Just as he was talking, he had already reached the door of the private room.

The waiter bowed and opened the door. Lu Xia looked in, with a smile on her face, walked in unhurriedly, and bumped her shoulder with the person who came, "Long time no see."

As a producer, Yang Fan only showed his face a few times during the pre-production, and then he simply ignored it. As long as Lu Xia asked about the funding, he would sign and agree without hesitation.

Leaving aside the relationship between producer and director, the two are still friends who have known each other for many years.

Yang Fan went to Africa for a walk a few days ago, and it was quite dark. When he smiled, his big white teeth were particularly bright, and he pulled Lu Xia to sit at the table and poured him a glass of wine, "Oh brother, I miss you so much. It's not that the company exiled me to Africa, I have to go to the set to accompany you every day."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Xia smiled and raised the wine glass to touch him, and took a sip, "I think you were very happy when you went."

"Don't mention it soon," Yang Fan raised his head, half stuffed, and laughed bitterly with his tongue out: "It's so hot in that place, I haven't worn any clothes since I got there, and I run naked every day in big underpants, oh..."

Lu Yan was amused by him: "To be honest, you are so dark that I didn't recognize you at first glance."

"Tsk." Yang Fan noticed with sharp eyes that there was hardly any wine in his glass, and tapped on the table to signal him to drink it quickly, "What's wrong with you, hurry up, I'll take you back when you're drunk."

Lu Xia was well aware of her shady drinking capacity, knew that Yang Fan had drunk too much, and wanted to trick him into letting her go.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a click, and the assistant director and Fu Zhiyang walked in one after the other.

When Lu Yan raised her head, she happened to meet Fu Zhiyang's gaze.

He lowered his eyes casually, as if he was not interested in the red wine in front of him.

"Oh, old Zou is here." Yang Fan stood up unsteadily.

The assistant director’s name is Zou Yue. He was also very happy to see his old friend. He went up to hold Yang Fan’s hand and greeted him. He didn’t forget to introduce Fu Zhiyang who was behind him by the way. , I just joined the team yesterday, and you two haven’t met yet.” Turning his head, he said to Fu Zhiyang, “This is the producer Yang Fan, who just came back from out of town.”

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan patted Fu Zhiyang's shoulder with a smile in the next second, and his tone was quite familiar: "Zhiyang, you've grown up so much."

Now even Lu Xia turned his gaze away, Zou Yue widened his eyes, and said in surprise, "You...know each other?"

Yang Fan nodded and explained: "Zhi Yang's father is my university tutor, and he is kind to me. I even went to his house for dinner when he was young."

"I see." Zou Yue smiled clearly: "That's really fate."

"Hey," Yang Fan suddenly remembered something, and looked back at Lu Yan, "Aren't you also a student of Mr. Fu? You have known Zhi Yang for a long time, right?"

Zhao Ke, who had just come back from the toilet, happened to push the door open and entered. Hearing this sentence, he neither entered nor retreated. He thought he had heard something unknown, and was about to quietly close the door and exit when Fu Zhiyang slammed the doorknob. hold on.

"Hello." Fu Zhiyang greeted him politely with a just right smile on his face.

Although Zhao Ke joined the crew earlier than him, but he was not familiar with the big heads of these crews, he felt nervous about the weird atmosphere, so he shook hands with him somewhat restrainedly, and whispered: "Hello, I'm Zhao Ke. "

Noticing the movement at the door, Lu Xia gently shook the wine glass in his hand, his gaze fell on Fu Zhiyang indistinctly, his brows raised, and he pretended to be surprised: "Really? I really don't know him, I just happened to pick him." It is my honor to have Mr. Fu's son as the leading actor."

Yang Fan said "oh" regretfully, then smiled again: "That's okay, we will be friends in the same crew in the future, and we will always be familiar with each other."

Zhao Ke was standing relatively close to Fu Zhiyang. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his smiling expression disappearing without a trace. He was looking down at a flower pot on the ground, as if he didn't care what the people around him said. .

The waiter pushed the door in with a tray, and Yang Fan called them to sit down.

This meal was just to get together to have a lively meal, to be familiar with each other, and not to pay attention to anything. After two or three bottles of wine, Yang Fan and Zou Yue were staggered drunk, their voices became louder, and they yelled together.

Lu Yan shied away but drank a few glasses, his face was flushed with drunkenness, he was not as noisy as those two people, he sat quietly and ate food, and only occasionally said a few words with a smile when the topic revolved around him.

"You surnamed Lu are not enough friends, why do you drink so little?" Yang Fan muttered and stood up, holding a full glass of wine and raised it in front of Lu Ya, "Drink this glass, or I won't let you go later."

Lu Xia knew that he couldn't drink enough, and the quality of the wine was even worse, and now his stomach was throbbing again. He frowned slightly, took a breath, and was about to get up to push the glass of wine back, when he suddenly stretched out a hand by his side, quickly He took the glass of wine with one step.

Fu Zhiyang smiled: "It seems that Director Lu can't drink, can I drink this wine for him?"

"It's okay." Yang Fan raised his hand briskly, seeing that he drank to the last drop, he laughed and clapped his hands: "Okay! You can drink!"

After Fu Zhiyang drank the cup, he filled it up again, and turned his head to look at Lu Xia with a half-smile. His brows and eyes were deep, and when he focused on a person, it would give people the illusion of being stared at by him affectionately.

"This is a respectful glass to Director Lu, and I wish the new movie a big hit at the box office." He raised his head and drank it down, a few drops of wine slipped down his tight jawline, he raised the back of his hand and wiped it casually, filling the empty glass He raised his head towards Lu Xia, and smiled meaningfully: "I also wish us... a happy cooperation."

Happy cooperation.

Lu Yan propped his forehead with one hand, Bai Jiu's chin was half covered by the hair hanging on the side of his face, and he looked at Fu Zhiyang from bottom to top.

He was a little drunk, his black pupils were covered with a layer of wet mist, from Fu Zhiyang's point of view, those eyes that would only light up instantly due to sudden inspiration, actually glowed with a different kind of vivid brilliance at this moment.

"Fu Zhiyang..." Lu Xia called his name slowly, her tone was drunk and lazy, her eyes stayed on his face for a long time, and then she suddenly lowered her voice.

Fu Zhiyang understood his mouth shape.

"You haven't changed at all," he said.