[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Before Yue Changlan passed by, Jiang Yan's manager had already stepped forward and pushed away the two people who were close.

She hadn't thought about the excuses she was going to say in the future, but when she saw Yue Changlan and the others, her eyes lit up, and she said loudly, "President Yue, you're here."

Yue Changlan approached with a delicate mood, glanced at Jiang Yan, then at Lu Xinrou.

She knew Lu Xinrou because she met him at a certain event, but it was just an acquaintance. Her father was in real estate, so she was a rich second generation with a sense of presence - to put it nicely, she could be called a celebrity.

Among the famous ladies, she is quite eye-catching, so she is also impressive.

Yue Changlan glanced over Lu Xinrou calmly, and greeted everyone.

She noticed that Lu Xinrou was still looking at Jiang Yan, with an uncomfortable enthusiasm in her eyes.

The people in front noticed the movement behind and saw that it was Yue Changlan who had arrived, so they also slowed down.

Lu Sanbao turned back from the front and walked to Yue Changlan's side.

"Although we said we would come, we didn't expect it to be so soon." Lu Sanbao said, "If we settle down, it will be more convenient."

Yue Changlan smiled gently: "It's just to come and see."

They were talking while walking, and Yue Changlan caught a glimpse of Lu Xinrou on the side, who was constantly trying to lean towards Jiang Yan. For some reason, she suddenly took a few steps to the side indistinctly, and gradually walked to Jiang Yan's side. Lu Xinrou separated.

Jiang Yan found out about this, but she didn't show any expression, she just raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Soon they arrived at the registration hall of the nursing home, and everyone stood in twos and threes, waiting to be assigned a room.

After Lu Xinrou entered the lobby, she went straight to the front registration office, but Yue Changlan was still standing beside Jiang Yan.

As a result, Yue Changlan recalled the past again, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed, probably to ease the embarrassment, she asked softly, "Do you know Lu Xinrou?"

Before Jiang Yan could speak, Lu Sanbao came over and asked, "Mr. Yue, do you need a room?"

Yue Changlan shook his head.

She was going to leave directly after watching them settle down.

After getting the reply, Lu Sanbao left directly, but this interrupted the previous conversation between Yue Changlan and Jiang Yan, and the two fell into silence.

At the same time, the sky suddenly became overcast, and thick clouds piled up outside, giving the impression that the mountains and rain were about to come.

Sure enough, just after the room was assigned, and he was talking about the range of activities in the nursing home, the pouring rain fell from the sky that was already as thick as ink, and there was a rush between the sky and the earth. Looking from the inside to the gate, one could only see The dense rain curtain seems to be carrying it too, dyeing the world gray.

The weather forecast said it would rain, but it didn't say it would be this heavy.

Yue Changlan frowned, thinking that the heavy rain might stop soon, so he loosened his brows again.

But obviously things are unpredictable, the rain continued until [-]:[-] pm, and there was no intention of stopping, but there was news that there was a landslide on the way out, and urgent repairs were underway.

When Yue Changlan got the news, he was discussing with his assistant whether he should go back in the rain or not. Hearing this, he could only choke speechlessly, and postponed the activity meeting for today and tomorrow.

She was about to ask Lu Sanbao to help her arrange a room with her assistant, when she suddenly received a text message from Jiang Yan——

Jiang Yan: Can you share a room with me, I am very afraid of someone.

These words were so straightforward that Lu Xinrou's face flashed across Yue Changlan's mind.

She frowned slightly, looked up at Jiang Yan, and saw that the other party was doing her hair and playing with her mobile phone as if nothing had happened, as if the text message didn't come from her at all.

But this kind of reaction made Yue Changlan mind. There is no need for Jiang Yan to lie to her about this kind of thing. In front of him, he said: "The landslide on the main road ahead, I guess I won't be able to walk tonight. I'm too embarrassed to ask you to arrange a room. Are there any standard rooms for one person to live in? Help me and my assistant arrange it."

Lu Sanbao reported a few names, and Yue Changlan heard Jiang Yan inside after he finished the report, and pretended to say casually: "I'll be with Jiang Yan, I'll ask my assistant."

She turned and left, and pressed a sentence in the text message as she walked——that's it.

Jiang Yan came back with a smiling face.

Inexplicably, maybe because he felt that he had done something good, Yue Changlan became happy.

Chang Weiying used to think that Gu Zhanqiao was a blank piece of paper, originally blank and pure, it just depends on what color you want to dye on it.

But now, this feeling has become more profound.

But it was too deep, even when he saw Gu Zhanqiao's eyes in the camera, he felt a little panicked.

But when the camera stopped and she walked in front of Mo Tongtong, she seemed to have nothing unusual, she was still coquettish and joking, nothing unusual.

In this way, he can only marvel at Gu Zhanqiao's aura that is so powerful, the director must have made a fuss if he didn't make a good movie before (...).

On the contrary, Jiang Yan's state is a bit strange.

Jiang Yan is not a talented actress, but she has a high emotional intelligence and is willing to work hard. She has always had a good reputation, and Chang Weiying is not willing to embarrass her, but starting this afternoon, Chang Weiying obviously felt that Jiang Yan was a little careless .

It's not accurate to say that she was careless, but at least she didn't enter the scene at all. She seemed to be thinking about something and couldn't calm down at all.

Chang Weiying didn't want to embarrass Jiang Yan, so after ng several times, he talked about this issue in private.

"Did the environment make you uncomfortable?" Chang Weiying said.

To be honest, he also felt uncomfortable. The nursing home is not a new building, probably because of spring, wet moss is crawling on the corners of the walls, and the white square building is like a huge box, standing lifelessly among the trees .

It's okay when it's not raining, but when it rains, it's like a secret room and an island, the kind of mystery drama where someone dies every minute.

If he thought about it alone, he would get goose bumps all over his body.

Jiang Yan nodded and didn't say anything, which was a tacit consent to the matter.

But to be honest, people probably made her more uncomfortable, so the influence of the environment was not that great.

The sanatorium restricted patients from coming to the set, but Lu Xinrou was not a patient, so she just appeared in Jiang Yan's sight, making her appear in the play instantly, thinking of the days before.

It's not that she can't forget, it's just that the people involved keep disgusting her, and she can't sort out her mood for a while.

This impact is similar to the impact of the environment, so she simply agreed with Chang Weiying's statement, sincerely accepted Chang Weiying's suggestion, and then said: "Maybe I will get used to it, and I will feel better tomorrow."

Chang Weiying expressed her trust in this, and then announced that the crew would call it a day, everyone should have a good rest, and get used to it by the way.

Jiang Yan's room is on the third floor, and the agent's room is on the second floor. There is no elevator in the nursing home. They parted ways at the corner. Jiang Yan went up another half floor, and saw Lu Xinrou.

At that moment, a word flashed in Jiang Yan's mind, that is, ghosts linger.

This word perfectly matched the white and old walls, the cold and quiet atmosphere of the nursing home, and Lu Xinrou's rubber-like face. Jiang Yan gave herself a compliment in her heart.

She felt that Lu Xinrou was haunted like a ghost, but she couldn't say it out of her mouth. Instead, she said in a nice voice: "Ms. Lu, good evening."

She walked up calmly like this, brushed past Lu Xinrou with a smile, and was grabbed by the arm.

She thought: Ah, sure enough.

Lu Xinrou squeezed her throat and said in a sweet and greasy voice: "I miss you very much, Yanzi."

Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't speak, she said, "At that time, you left like this. To be honest, I still felt very shameless."

— It’s not that you didn’t take revenge on me.

Jiang Yan held back the words that came out of her heart immediately.

Although both of them knew that Lu Xinrou had retaliated against her later, they couldn't say that clearly.

Jiang Yan opened her mouth, but still said nothing.

It can be seen that no matter how fluent and eloquent a person is, there will indeed be times when he is angry and speechless.

So she still patronized and listened to Lu Xinrou say: "Don't think I've forgotten you, although the little bitch has diverted my attention, but I miss you very much—"

Her hand slid down her arm to Jiang Yan's shoulder: "—After seeing you, I miss you even more..."

She slowly put her arms around Jiang Yan's shoulders, and leaned her head gently against her neck.

Jiang Yan felt Lu Xinrou's breath on her skin.

Her scalp was numb and she was about to gag.

Lu Xinrou put it in her place, it was black history, it was unspeakable, it was a piece of shit that she stepped on when she was young and ignorant.

But Jiang Yan didn't expect that when she met her again, this disgusting feeling would go up to a higher level.

How should I put it... Dog shit has turned into human shit, and I have that feeling on my face.

Jiang Yan believed that her ability to resist blows had improved over the years, so it could only mean that Lu Xinrou's level of nausea had increased even faster.

She felt that her fingertips were trembling, and she could hardly bear the urge to throw Lu Xinrou over her shoulder.

She was about to act until a familiar voice brought her back to her senses.

The voice was gentle and clear, like a spring breeze.

"Yanzi, are you still going back to your room?"

There are many people in this world who call her Yanzi, but Jiang Yan is sure that this is the first time Yue Changlan called her that.

Yue Changlan walked down a few steps from the third floor until he reached the third staircase away from them, and then exaggeratedly said: "Ah, so it's Miss Lu."

"..."

Lu Xinrou looked at Yue Changlan and then at Jiang Yan, her eyes were a little strange: "You two live in the same room?"

Yue Changlan said casually, "Because it was a temporary arrangement."

She came over, took Jiang Yan's right hand and pulled her behind her, pulling Jiang Yan out of Lu Xinrou's clutches.

For some reason, Jiang Yan felt that the wrist being held by Yue Changlan started to feel hot, and the scene just now turned into slow motion, playing repeatedly in her mind.

Her heart was beating violently, almost as if it was about to jump out of her throat, surpassing the rapid heart rate caused by nausea when she faced Lu Xinrou.

She didn't even know how to breathe, and when she looked up, she only saw long black hair like a waterfall, and half of a pale and clean face, with a layer of golden hair fringed under the light.

That half of the face moved slightly, becoming more complete and clear, the upturned mouth opened and closed, and said to her: "...It will be too late to go back and wash up later, and tomorrow will be very tired."

She wondered if she nodded.

Her brain was chaotic and blank, and at the end there was only one sentence——

God, this is really the most beautiful face she has ever seen in her life.