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

"I think Uncle Mo is a little easier to get along with than I thought."

This time, Gu Zhanqiao, who came back after sending Mo's father downstairs, said this in a slightly relaxed tone.

She let out a long breath, revealing a bright look.

She continued to ask: "What's the problem between you and Uncle Mo? You have been away from home for so long, and you seem to get along well. "

Hearing these words, Mo Tongtong froze for a moment.

It was only at this time that she realized that the relationship with Father Mo these few times was really good compared to before.

Especially recalling the way she used to break out in cold sweat and be unable to say anything as long as she stood in front of her father, it was simply another person's performance.

She thought that her father must have noticed this too.

It's just that he has never been the kind of person who will spread everything out and talk about it, so he will only show it in action.

Like, he started trying to find time to be close to himself.

Mo Tongtong was thoughtful, and unconsciously said: "I'm not sure, but just talking about the reason for running away from home, the main reason should be..."

The name stayed in her mouth for a while, but she still didn't say it in the end. Mo Tongtong pursed her dry lips and said in a low voice, "It should be because of... stepmother."

Gu Zhanqiao realized that ordinary people should not use the written title of "stepmother" so formally in daily language.

Mo Tongtong took a deep breath: "Dr. Du said that the adult disorder was caused by bad attachment, because I was too longing for it, but now I started to avoid it. Before I ran away from home, the most intense reaction appeared in front of my stepmother."

"—I'd be uncontrollable, hysterical, or pass out."

"Hysteria?—what kind? Is that what I understand?"

"I think it should be, generally there will be no other understanding."

Gu Zhanqiao couldn't help but look sideways.

While feeling distressed, she was quite curious about what Mo Tongtong would look like when hysterical - it was hard to imagine her hysterical appearance from Mo Tongtong's current frigid appearance.

Just like now, although she said something that should belong to childhood trauma, she still had an indifferent face, as if she was talking about things that had nothing to do with her.

Gu Zhanqiao hesitated again and again, and reached out to hug Mo Tongtong - she thought that although Mo Tongtong looked normal, Mo Tongtong needed comfort.

She patted Mo Tongtong's back with her hand, and said softly, "Then it's better not to see each other."

"But I've just decided to see you."

"..."

Mo Tongtong hugged Gu Zhanqiao back, and put his chin on her shoulder: "I think I may be able to do it now, if--as long as you are by my side."

Hearing this, Gu Zhanqiao became happy.

Every time she realizes that Mo Tongtong needs her, she feels that she loves Mo Tongtong a little more, even though she already has a lot.

She hastened to support: "Okay, I will accompany you!"

The warm sunlight shines through the glass windows on the two people who are embracing each other.

The transparent golden light draws a soft halo around the edge.

Gu Zhanqiao rested her head on Mo Tongtong's chest, she was unwilling to leave.

She closed her eyes involuntarily, and fell into complete relaxation in the warm body temperature and familiar fragrance, and then——

Fell asleep.

In fact, when she met Father Mo in the morning, she was already extremely sleepy, and she was able to survive until now, all relying on the tension in the face of Father Mo.

Now that the tension is gradually gone, and the environment is so beautiful, she feels full of security, and unconsciously loses consciousness.

Mo Tongtong realized that she was asleep when Gu Zhanqiao's body suddenly tilted.

Previously, she only felt the body in her arms was soft and fragrant, thinking that if the other party didn't let go, she would hold it like this.

As a result, the other party's body tilted after a while, and she just called out "Qiao Qiao" in surprise, when she heard small regular snoring sounds.

Mo Tongtong: "..."

Mo Tongtong took Gu Zhanqiao to the sofa first.

Gu Zhanqiao hugged her waist unwilling to let go, and naturally lay on her lap in her sleep.

Mo Tongtong poked Gu Zhanqiao's cheek, and Gu Zhanqiao snorted softly without opening her eyes.

——Really fell asleep.

Mo Tongtong is sure.

She soon realized that Gu Zhanqiao didn't have this problem of falling asleep when she said she fell asleep before, and it seemed that this habit could not be formed directly in a day. sleep.

Well, this also explains why she got up so early.

She held Gu Zhanqiao's face and looked carefully, but she didn't see any dark circles or signs of haggardness. She only found that she had slept soundly enough that she couldn't wake up like this.

The mouth couldn't help grinning, and Mo Tongtong couldn't help showing a smile again.

She held Gu Zhanqiao's face, put a kiss on her lips, and carried her back into the room.

As soon as Mo Tongtong threw Gu Zhanqiao on the bed, the doorbell rang.

Mo Tongtong opened the door and saw Lu Sanbao.

Lu Sanbao asked: "Has Qiao Qiao not gotten up yet?"

"Just fell asleep."

"Uh-huh?"

"I didn't seem to sleep last night."

"Is that so... I have to wake her up in the afternoon, there is a magazine interview."

"Ah."

"I'll come back then."

Mo Tongtong nodded, watching Lu Sanbao turn around, and was about to close the door when Lu Sanbao suddenly said, "Can I tell you something."

He said these words behind his back, which made Mo Tongtong stunned for a moment.

She didn't know how she was going to reply for a while, so even after she finished speaking, Lu Sanbao didn't turn around.

After a short silence, Mo Tongtong said: "...then you come in?"

Lu Sanbao turned around with a happy smile on his face.

Mo Tongtong: "..."

After drinking three glasses of water, Lu Sanbao finally revealed his reason for coming.

"We all feel that Jojo needs a good work to win word of mouth."

"……us?"

"Me and Jojo."

"..."

"Just kidding, Sister Cao has also expressed such a wish. Of course, you know that Qiao Qiao hasn't signed a contract with any company after leaving Star Energy, so resources are very limited."

"……I have no idea."

"..." Lu Sanbao put his hand on his forehead, "Okay, let me just say it, we want to shoot "Dream of Flowers"."

"……us?"

"Me and... a director."

Mo Tongtong looked directly at Lu Sanbao and remained silent.

The dark pupils are like the endless night sky, making it impossible to see any emotion.

Lu Sanbao felt that he was breaking out in a cold sweat, and he knew that Mo Tongtong was waiting for a clearer and more specific explanation from him.

But in fact, even he himself didn't know how to say it.

Even if he told everything, Mo Tongtong would probably only feel that he was dreaming an unreachable daydream, and that he wanted to drag Gu Zhanqiao into the water.

But concealing it should be even worse. He wiped his face and said: "When I was auditing at the film school, I met a good friend. He was very talented. His graduation film was entered into the competition unit of the film festival, but because of the subject matter— —In short, he is very good in terms of technology and concept, but there are no good opportunities..."

Mo Tongtong stood up and asked, "Do you want a towel, you sweat a lot."

Lu Sanbao took out a few tissues himself, and said, "Sorry."

"You want Jojo to act in your movie, and the script is "Flowers in Dreams"?"

"Yeah, we're going to reopen JoJo's spirituality, and as long as it's based on that, we don't have to worry about the box office...well, that's what we think."

Mo Tongtong looked sideways: "It's quite beautiful to think about."

Lu Sanbao covered his face with his hands.

He knew it, he knew it wasn't going to happen.

Mo Tongtong took a wet wipe from the drawer and handed it to Lu Sanbao. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Who is the director you are talking about?"

Lu Sanbao wiped his forehead and neck with a wet towel: "You may not know him, but his name is Chang Weiying."

Mo Tongtong turned his face slightly so that Lu Sanbao could not see the twitching corners of his mouth and eyes.

Well, she should have known that it could be such a coincidence, or that there were only a few people who would gather around Gu Zhanqiao at that time.

Lu Sanbao continued: "However, the day before New Year's Eve, Gu Zhanqiao said that she would meet with us—although she may not know it herself, you can also meet them at that time."

She already knew it all.Mo Tongtong thought.

She looked at Lu Sanbao and said, "I don't understand movies."

"You will understand."

"Even if you say so..."

"Literary and artistic works can be figured out, even art can be figured out."

Mo Tongtong didn't feel that she was persuaded by Lu Sanbao, but she was not interested in this kind of argument.

She looked away and nodded casually.

Lu Sanbao understood that more persuasion was meaningless to Mo Tongtong, so he got up and left.

When they got to the door, Mo Tongtong suddenly asked, "Does Sister Cao know about this?"

"...Sorry, I didn't say that, I think I did go overboard."

Mo Tongtong pulled the doorknob and asked again: "Did she say anything about Qiao Qiao's future arrangements?"

Lu Sanbao thought for a while: "She said that if Qiao Qiao asked, she would arrange for her, and if she didn't want to do it, she could rest, and try not to cause any major incidents within two months."

Mo Tongtong nodded clearly and closed the door.

It is impossible for Cao Jiaxuan to know everything, so she may not have thought that Lu Sanbao would have the urge to make a movie for Gu Zhanqiao alone.

But she might have already guessed it, because when she found Lu Sanbao, she knew how intense Lu Sanbao's enthusiasm for Gu Zhanqiao was.

Every once in a while someone would buy the copyright of "Dream of Flowers" from her, and it is worth affirming that Lu Sanbao was the first person to stand in front of her and speak.

She was thoughtful, and suddenly thought of something, went back to the room, turned on the computer and hung up q/q.

Small vegetable planting girl.

The discussion group shows something like this -

Favorite Jojo: Failed.

Die under the peony flower: as expected.