my secret ex boyfriend

The good news soon came back from Zhou Chen.

Jiang Lai asked to see Anling, but Anling was alone.

An Ling didn't know what the legendary eccentric director was thinking, but he agreed immediately, and confirmed the time and place with the other party again and again.

The location was in a tea house, and Anling deliberately arrived there half an hour earlier, but he was still one step behind Director Jiang.He walked in nervously, before he could say hello, Jiang Lai nodded to him, "Sit down."

An Ling had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down, "Hello Director Jiang, I'm An Ling."

"The script still needs to be revised." Jiang Lai took a sip from his teacup and said calmly.

An Ling's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: There's something going on!

He quickly agreed, "Okay, Director Jiang, you can tell me what's wrong, and I'll make changes according to your wishes when I get back."

"I heard from Zhou Chen that your main job is not screenwriting?" Jiang Lai didn't answer him, but asked him another question.

"Yes, I usually still work, but it's more leisurely." An Ling replied cautiously.

"I suggest you resign." Jiang glanced at him.

"...Resign?" An Ling wasn't sure if he heard it wrong.

"Yes, resign. After resigning, follow me to spend at least two months polishing the script. I need you to devote yourself wholeheartedly. If you can't do it," Jiang Lai took a sip of tea, "then you can leave now."

An Ling was completely stunned. He has been working in this job since graduation. Even though he usually finds a part-time job to earn some extra money, he never thought of quitting.

"...Director Jiang," An Ling said with some difficulty, "I work in the unit, and I haven't finished my job for five years... I can't resign."

Jiang Lai put down his teacup without raising his eyes, "Then you can go."

Anling didn't expect Jiang Lai to be so unambiguous, so he stood up anxiously, "Director Jiang!"

Jiang Lai raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"Although I can't resign myself," An Ling gritted his teeth, "but I can be fired."

"However, I also have one condition." An Ling looked at him firmly, "The hero must be Qi Wangshu."

Jiang Lai laughed, "We'll see if he can pass my audition."

……

An Ling came out of the leader's office, had bowed his head and endured being scolded for half an hour just now, and now he dared to raise his head when he came out.He pinched the sore spot on the back of his neck, his face changed, and he took out his phone as he walked.

"Baby, I have an audition opportunity here, do you want it?"

……

The audition was unexpectedly smooth, but it was understandable, the whole script was written by An Ling with Qi Wangshu in mind, and only Qi Wangshu was the most suitable to act.

A month later, An Ling took his notebook and moved into Jiang Lai's big villa.

Every day is——

Jiang Lai pointed at a certain part of the paper manuscript, and glanced sideways at An Ling.

An Ling's liver trembled, he quickly checked the location, opened the electronic manuscript in his notebook and began to modify it.

After changing it, I showed it to Jiang, who shook his head.

An Ling went back and continued to make changes.

After changing it, I showed it to Jiang. Jiang Lai shook his head again.

Anling rolled like a flat tire.

It was changed to Jiang for the third time, but before Jiang Lai could shake his head, Anling had leaked out of his breath and lay on the ground with tears in his eyes.

Only then did Jiang Lai open his mouth and tell An Ling what he thought.

so repeatedly.

Two months and one day later, An Ling crawled out of the big villa with only his last breath left, and then he used this precious breath to call Qi Wangshu: "Quick, come, let me, pick up, go !"

Another month, "Above Ten Thousand People" was launched.

Director Jiang Lai, male lead Qi Wangshu and female lead Xu Meiwen.The three of them took a group photo, Xu Meiwen put Jiang Lai's shoulders on her shoulders, and leaned towards him affectionately.

Xu Meiwen is an actress who has been out of acting for three or four years. The reason for her resignation is because she got married and wanted to wash her hands and make soup to become a housewife. Now her husband Jiang came to ask her to come out again, so he picked up the script again without further ado.

It was already the late autumn of this year, An Ling was wrapped in Qi Wangshu's overcoat, sniffing his nose and laughing happily, and sneezed again with a big smile.

"Brother Ling," Xia Xiaoyu who was next to him reluctantly handed him the tissue box in his hand, "you still insist on coming after you are like this."

"What's the matter?" An Ling took out a tissue and pressed it on his nose, "I haven't disliked your mobile tissue box yet!"

Xia Xiaoyu stared at him aggrievedly, and was so cowardly that An Ling stared back at him, and said in his heart: Brother Ling who is the proprietress is not cute at all!

An Ling, who thought he had nothing to do with cuteness at all, saw Qi Wangshu approaching, immediately went up to him, unbuttoned a coat button, "Return your coat."

Qi Wangshu pressed his hand, "You keep on wearing it, I'm not cold."

An Ling smiled and buttoned the button again.

After the simple opening ceremony, no media was invited, and no press release was planned. Jiang Lai's style has always been like this. He waited for him to walk on the red carpet of the film festival with his works. The domestic media only reports about his new movie.

A small square table was set up in the crude studio, and Jiang Lai, Xu Meiwen, and Qi Wangshu sat together for lunch.

"Anling," Jiang Lai put a piece of ribs into Xu Meiwen's bowl, without looking sideways, "Come and eat with us."

Two meters away, An Ling, who was drowsy wrapped in Qi Wangshu's coat, jumped up from the recliner immediately, "Oh, good."

He was embarrassed to say that he had already eaten when they were burning incense, so he could only move a small bench and sit down with a fake smile on his face.

Qi Wangshu stretched out his hand and tightened his collar, "Go back to sleep after eating, it's too windy here."

Jiang Lai looked up at An Ling.

An Ling immediately pinched his thigh to regain consciousness, "I'm not sleepy! In the afternoon, I have to study hard next to Director Jiang."

After An Ling resigned, he almost became half of Jiang Lai's disciple, not only learning to be a screenwriter, but also learning how to be his assistant.An Ling actually knew in his heart that if Jiang Lai made him lose a job, he would naturally give him a better job.It's just that his master is too coercive, he cherishes words like gold, and relies on guesswork. After a few months, An Ling has learned to read Jiang Lai's meaning from various eyes, and flatters him accordingly.

Jiang Lai stopped looking at An Ling.

An Ling breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and grinned at Qi Wangshu, and squeezed his leg under the table.

Qi Wangshu had no expression on his face, but he wrapped Anling's hand tightly under the table and clenched it tightly.

He is a little unhappy.An Ling didn't tell him that he resigned at the time, and he only found out about it afterwards. However, when he found out, An Ling had already been at Jiang Lai's house revising the script for a week.His own people were threatened to resign, and then he had to bow and bow in various ways. Even though he knew in his heart that Jiang Lai was serious about teaching An Ling as his student, he was still angry.

An Ling let him hold it, and kept picking up vegetables for him with the other hand, and coaxed him for a long time in the open and in the dark.

When they went back to the hotel at night, Anling took a shower first. Because of a bad cold, he lay on the bed for a while and fell asleep in a daze. Qi Wangshu said, "I want to do it."

Qi Wangshu knew that he was trying to curry favor with him, so his heart softened, and he also felt that he shouldn't have a cold face all afternoon, so he reached out and touched his forehead gently, "Go to sleep after taking the medicine."

An Ling wanted to sleep, but he still stretched out his hand to peel off Qi Wangshu's pajamas, "I'm not sleepy, I'll sleep after I'm done."

Qi Wangshu laughed, pressed down Anling's two hands, then hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother Ling, I love you so much."

An Ling was stunned, and stretched out his arms to hug him. He didn't feel sick and tired at first, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of grievance. He sniffed, "Director Jiang is kind to me, he can't tolerate sand in his eyes, he treats everyone well Harsh, but kind to me."

Qi Wangshu just said "hmm".

An Ling wrestled out of his arms and stared at him, "Meeting Director Jiang is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we should all seize it."

Qi Wangshu didn't speak, but lowered his head to kiss him.An Ling turned his head away, "I don't want to infect you."

After speaking, he lifted the quilt and got into the bed, turning his back to Qi Wangshu.

Qi Wangshu sighed, hugged An Ling through the quilt, and said seriously: "I will catch it well."

Only then did An Ling turn around.