happy this month

The dinner continued until eleven o'clock.

Some of the artists had already left, and there were fewer and fewer people in the banquet hall, and the rest were either very busy or very idle.

An Jiayue was so sleepy that she couldn't help but covered her mouth and yawned secretly. She put down her hands and continued to maintain a smile. By the way, she glanced at the lonely figure in the distance who was alone all the time.

He Xinchen definitely belongs to the latter.

Zhang Yong is chatting with a producer named Huang Yu. Huang Yu is about 40 years old and has an amiable smile. Commercial blockbuster, although no film won an award tonight, it was also nominated for Best Special Effects and Best Costume.

Huang Yu first praised Yu Weiyitong, such as "young and promising", and then turned his eyes and asked with a smile: "I don't think I've seen this kid before. What's his name? He looks so young. ,just graduated?"

An Jiayue quickly withdrew her thoughts and replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Huang, my name is An Jiayue. I just graduated two years ago and come from the Acting Department of the Film Academy."

"Hey, he's a professional." Huang Yu seemed to be interested, he couldn't stop looking up and down, his eyes shot out, and he was very spicy, "This is too beautiful, Lao Zhang, why didn't you introduce such a good kid to him? I?"

Zhang Yong smiled embarrassingly.I'm sorry to say, I sent him to audition for your film a long time ago, but he was rejected in the first round, and I didn't see you at all!

"This child has astrology." Huang Yu stroked his chin and looked at it, "This tear mole is extremely long, pure and lustful, and your type is popular now. I have a role in the next movie that is very suitable for you. It will be activated at that time." contact you."

Zhang Yong was overjoyed: "Thank you so much! Jiayue, thank you, Producer Huang!"

An Jiayue immediately thanked her.

Back at his drinking table, Zhang Yong was still cheerful, as if he had sold a product that had been in stock for a long time: "Look, Jiayue, you are still very likable. Producer Huang took the initiative to invite you to audition, explaining that He appreciates you, what a rare opportunity, don't mess it up!"

"Well, I will definitely work hard!" An Jiayue clenched her hands into fists, her fighting spirit was high.

Gotta fuck up this audition.

Huang Yu looks like a spring breeze, and his words are impeccable. He seems to be a kind senior in the industry. He should be grateful for his willingness to support him, but he always feels that Huang Yu's temperament is very similar to the art test class teacher he met in high school.Or maybe he thinks too much about people...

"Hello." A voice suddenly rang in his ears. An Jiayue was so absorbed in thinking that she was taken aback and almost knocked over her wine glass.

The one who spoke was the waiter who helped him check the list before the dinner, who was bending over and standing between him and Zhang Yong, and it was Zhang Yong who greeted him: "Excuse me, are you a guest of Tianyi Media?"

Zhang Yong: "Yes, I am their manager, what's the matter?"

The waiter smiled and said, "That's it. Mr. He from Wanner Films asked me to tell you that there will be a small film casting interview this Saturday. I would like to invite your artists to participate. Is there any time?"

Zhang Yong's eyes widened in an instant, completely unexpected that he would be favored by this young master who had never dated before: "Mr. Hehehe? Which artist from my family did you invite me? Or all of them?"

The waiter took out a black gold business card, and played back the conversation just now in his mind:

"Help me pass it on."

"Okay, Mr. He, who do you want to hand over to?"

"Table No. [-], from Tianyi Media." He Xinchen paused, "Tell him by the way, I wish him an award next time."

The waiter looked back and forth between the two young artists.

The comedy film Yu Wei participated in was nominated for best picture tonight, but unfortunately he failed to win the championship, but he is still young and has a bright star, so he is very likely to win the award in the future.And the other... I don't know him at all, and he didn't even go to the awards ceremony, so he must be a newcomer.

"Mr. Yu was invited." The waiter handed over the business card firmly, "Mr. He wishes you the best prize next time."

Yu Wei, who had just heard Zhang Yong mention He Xinchen's identity, was flattered, and took it with both hands respectfully: "Thank you, thank you! I will definitely go!"

The business card exudes a cool and unique cedar fragrance, which can be smelled by everyone who passes by. There are three gilt characters on the top: He Xinchen.

That's how it was written.

An Jiayue turned her head to look at table number one, the tea was already cold.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but it seemed bitter even if he didn't smoke in his mouth.

After so many years, the taste has not changed, and it only fishes 19-year-old young boys.

On the way back, Zhang Yong repeatedly praised that this experience was not in vain. In one night, Yu Weiding invited interviews for two variety shows and three movies. Even An Jiayue had a precious chance to audition. It was a bumper harvest!

Besides Huang Yu, An Jiayue also got some business cards of producers and directors, most of which were unknown, but for a young actor who hadn't made his mark, it was a good opportunity, and he treated them equally.

—throw it all in the dry trash can in the kitchen.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the kitchen, the kitchen knife was raised and lowered, chopping on the chopping board with high frequency, chopping a piece of fat and thin pork belly into minced meat.The force was so great that it shocked An Gangwei and Zhu Xinglei's family who were watching TV in the living room.

"Jiayue...what's the matter, you're so angry..." Zhu Xinglei scratched the door frame of the kitchen in surprise, stuck his head out, fearing that the sharp kitchen knife would be on his head any second.

"Bang!" The kitchen knife fell heavily, pierced into the cutting board, piercing the wood three-pointed with great force.An Jiayue turned her head and smiled, innocent and harmless: "No, I'm happy."

Zhu Xinglei sneaked back to the living room resentfully, and lowered his voice: "Jiayue was stimulated, it must be because of the ceremony yesterday."

Zhu's father sighed: "Jiayue is too demanding of herself, she has only graduated for two years, why worry, she will be successful sooner or later!"

Zhu Xinglei: "Then there's no rush, all the classmates in his class won awards."

An Gangwei took a sip of the wine, and said leisurely: "I think it's good now, and I can earn a lot of money easily at work. If my son is really popular, he will be too busy to touch the ground. Who will take care of me, an old man?" ?”

A figure quietly floated out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife, smiling with squinted eyes, and said quietly, "Dad."

Everyone in the living room trembled when they heard the sound, and two drops of rice wine in An Gangwei's small wine glass trembled: "Eh...?"

"What did the doctor order? You have an old head injury, so you can't drink too much. You can drink at most one drink a day. This is your second drink, right?" An Jiayue shook the kitchen knife in her hand, "Can you let me do less work?" ?”

An Gangwei put down the wine glass tremblingly, put his hands on his knees, pondered for a moment, and made a difficult decision: "Jiayue, why don't you try to get angry..."

There was no one in sight long ago, and there was a loud noise of chopping meat as if venting anger, as if chopping up the flesh and blood of an enemy.

Amidst the splatter of flesh, An Jiayue recalled the little bit of information he found when he got home last night at three o'clock in the middle of the night:

He Xinchen, the only son of the chairman of Wanna Group, graduated from the Directing Department of the Film Academy with a bachelor's degree. After graduation, he went abroad to continue his studies. After returning to China, he disappeared for more than a year, and then officially took over the company. He is now worth 15 billion.

15 million.

These three words kept magnifying and flashing in An Jiayue's mind!

15 billion! ! !

Why did he ask for a breakup fee of 30 yuan!What a blood loss! !

The pork belly was inhumanely chopped into pureed meat, and it was laid out thinly on the cutting board, at least one-third lighter than the original weight, and the weight lost was splashed on the cooking table and floor tiles, and then chopped down into the living room Some people are destined to be hungry.

An Jiayue woke up in time, calmed down, let go of herself, and went to the refrigerator to get the wonton wrappers.

I bought ready-made skins and refrigerated them overnight. Some of them were dry and had to be dipped in water to hold the skins together so they wouldn’t fall apart.

He wrapped fifty or sixty large wontons, mixed a bowl of seaweed and egg skin soup, dug out a spoonful of lard and melted it in, it was fresh and fragrant, and everyone praised it as delicious.

After eating a bowl of wontons, my stomach felt warm and my mood improved.

An Gangwei and Zhu's family assembled a table of mahjong and played lively in the small living room.

An Jiayue thought they were noisy, so she entered the room and closed the door, but she could still hear "Bang!", "One!", "Give me the money!"

Just put on headphones and watch a movie.

He has watched most of the videos on the video platform, and casually clicked on a comedy that is better than nothing as a pastime.

The scorching sun in the summer afternoon is blocked by the curtains, and the small bedroom of seven square meters cools down quickly with the air conditioner at the highest setting, making it cool and pleasant.

An Jiayue was half lying on the single bed, leaning against the wall, looking sleepy, when suddenly a line came into her ears:

"A girl never forgets the first boy she fell in love with."

who said it? !

He immediately got up to 12 points, poked his finger hard on the screen, exited the film, commented angrily, and planned to write an [-]-character composition to refute this line.

But on second thought, he is not a girl.

Filled with indignation roaring like a tornado, and roaring away, away in an instant, sweeping away a piece of darkness, and returning him to sobriety.

From last night to now, what on earth is he thinking about?

Hanging on the chair in the bedroom was the suit he changed last night before sending it for dry cleaning. On the small desk in front of the chair, the moon necklace lay quietly. Light.

Just like his life now.

An Jiayue shrank her legs and hugged her knees.

They are all chosen by themselves.

Letting go of this relationship, living an ordinary life, and giving up chasing fame and fortune are all his own choices.

In his junior year, he cautiously signed a contract with a small agency, thoughtfully chose a script that was sure to hit the street, tried his best not to let himself become popular, and lived a life of [-]-star scumbags comfortably, for the sake of Just to avoid being discovered and disturbed by He Xinchen.

After all, when we broke up, He Xinchen said that he would come back to find him.

Even though He Xinchen hadn't heard from him for two years at that time, he always felt affectionately that the other party must still miss him.They have kissed, slept, and said so many romantic words, He Xinchen must still like him.

If he became a hot star and appeared in He Xinchen's sight every day, He Xinchen would miss him like crazy and try his best to get back together with him?

He is not easy to find.

By the third year, this idea gradually began to waver.

As if belatedly aware, he finally remembered that He Xinchen had dated someone else.Although He Xinchen said before that he was the only one he liked, but He Xinchen even hid his identity from him, how can those love words and promises be guaranteed to be true?

He was a little uneasy, but he kept at it until the fourth year, the fifth year... until last night.

He Xinchen, who had disappeared for five years, finally reappeared. The moment he saw him again, his heart beat wildly uncontrollably. He tried his best to maintain calm and calm, but he still wanted to run away.

He Xinchen was about to step forward to hug him, and probably asked him to get back together, so he didn't agree. He has been doing such a thing for so many years, and now he came to make a promise to him. It's too late, so he will leave now, and let He Xinchen chase after him again. ...

However, He Xinchen didn't do anything, he cared about him calmly and detachedly, and then left without looking back, just like back then.

He froze on the spot.

Later, He Xinchen invited Yu Wei to audition in front of him, but he was not invited.

Like a loud slap in the face, he was finally awakened by the pain.

With He Xinchen, he is already in the past tense.Those promises made when we broke up were just deceiving children.

He really believed it.

She thought that He Xinchen really had something to do, that He Xinchen would really come back with the promise he wanted to get back together with him.

A letter is five years.

He already knew that the other party was a big liar, so how could he still believe it?No wonder He Xinchen used to say that he was naive.The only one who was caught up in it and couldn't forget it was himself. He hadn't even moved home, but he lied to himself that he was afraid of being discovered by He Xinchen.

He was clearly waiting for He Xinchen to come to him.

Then you can confidently say: Look, I really don't care about a bright future, my first male lead movie is still reserved for you.

The author says:

Lao He!You have to go after your wife by yourself!Otherwise, there may be unscrupulous authors who interfere!

(The title is too many words to type the title of the book. The movie mentioned in this chapter is the title!)