happy this month

In the blink of an eye, it’s been half a month since joining the crew, and it’s late July, and the weather is too hot for outdoor shooting. Fortunately, the school scenes are basically finished shooting, and the shooting center of the entire crew moved to a studio built in the suburban film and television city, where the environment is much cooler.

On the day of the move, there was chaos, and the unscrupulous director gave the whole crew a day off for the first time, and many people went out to eat, drink and have fun.

An Jiayue declined Sheng Xu's barbecue invitation, and dragged her suitcase into the new hotel room.The conditions are slightly better than the previous hotel, the area is [-] square meters larger, and the bed is twice as big, which can be rolled over and over again.

The only bad thing is that they live next door to He Xinchen.

But it doesn't affect much, anyway, He Xinchen already regards him as nothing.

Except for the normal communication during the filming, the director assistant Xiaoyun conveyed any notices during the rest of the time, and he didn't treat him coldly, but just withdrew the preferential treatment from him.

So An Jiayue experienced for the first time the feeling of being "treated normally" by He Xinchen.

It's like a different person.

He was not gentle and gentle at all, and could even be said to be extremely indifferent.

He often stays on the balcony to smoke these few days, and there is no movement from the next door. It may be that he wants to avoid the limelight recently. He Xinchen didn't let Ding Fu come over to accompany him, but occasionally he would go to the balcony to exercise, so at noon on the day of the holiday, the two of them Met on the balcony.

Maybe it's because the work intensity is too high these days, He Xinchen's eyes are often stained with a thin layer of red, and he looks even more fierce. His gaze swept across the cigarette in his mouth, without stopping or criticizing, and continued to lift his dumbbell , the arm muscles are exerting strength, driving the back muscles and chest muscles, and the bare upper body is like a Greek sculpture in a museum.

An Jiayue admired it generously. After finishing her cigarette, she didn't forget to say a word of greeting before leaving: "Goodbye, Director He."

He Xinchen heard it, but didn't answer him, and looked down at the ground.

This decisiveness is really enviable.An Jiayue thought while lying on the bed.He is very envious of He Xinchen.

Every time I left, I was so decisive and neat, without any sloppiness, as if those touching love words and happy past never existed, and there was no nostalgia.

On the other hand, he himself always reminisces about the sweetness of the past, and only by bitter smoke can he suppress the memories.

There is no way, He Xinchen has enough sugar, this one is not sweet enough, there is another one.And the sweetest candy he has ever tasted was given by He Xinchen.

Everyone else made him suffer, only He Xinchen gave him sweetness.He's a bit obsessed with it, isn't he worthless?

An Jiayue rolled on the bed and rolled to the side of the bedside table, trying to open the drawer to see if there were any cigarettes left. At this time, a call came from her mobile phone, it was the agent he hadn't contacted for a long time.

After joining the group for such a long time, Zhang Yong never came to ask how the filming was going. He must be busy bringing other "promising" artists than him.

An Jiayue threw the vibrating cell phone aside, ignored it, took a short nap after smoking, and woke up to see Zhang Yong sent him a message: [I saw a call back. ]

It seems impossible to hide.He had no choice but to call back and explain apologetically: "Brother Yong, I'm sorry, I was just talking to the crew."

"Bring your cell phone next time." Zhang Yong asked without suspicion, "Did your crew move to the film and television city?"

"Well, I just moved today."

"Exactly. Do you still remember the yellow producer last time? He supervised a new movie in the film and television city. I heard that you are also here. Ask me to invite you to have dinner with me tonight."

An Jiayue responded casually: "Tonight...it might be a little busy tonight."

"What are you busy with? People say that your crew is on vacation today. What can you do?"

He even found out about this, it seems that the other party is bound to win.An Jiayue had to raise her spirits and deal with it carefully: "Just eat?"

"Let's talk after eating. If someone is going to sing karaoke, you can also accompany him." Zhang Yong said, "Anyway, I'm here, and Mr. Ma will go too. What are you afraid of?"

Although Zhang Yong didn't care much about him, he was not a manager who would push artists into a fire pit. With these words, An Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief and agreed.

The business car arranged by Zhang Yong came to pick him up at [-]:[-] p.m., and went to the high-end restaurant closest to the film and television city. The leaders, or the cast and crew who are tired of eating the box lunch of the crew and want to have a good meal.

After entering the door, Zhang Yong reported the last name of the person who made the appointment, and the waiter went to check the roster.

An Jiayue casually glanced at the customers in the lobby on the first floor, her eyes fixed on a certain table for two.

There was a man and a woman at that table. The man didn't wear the usual pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and was facing his direction. When he was drinking tea, he noticed him standing at the gate. He looked away lightly, put down his teacup, and continued talking to him. The woman in front of him chats.

An Jiayue whistled in her heart.

It's amazing, Ding Fu's matter has just subsided, and he went on a date with Dai Lin in an open and aboveboard manner. This is to bring all the female stars signed by his company into the harem?

Dai Lin's current popularity and popularity are far higher than that of Ding Fu whose career has declined. If this is photographed, it will cost a lot of money to remove the trending search.But anyway, He Xinchen has plenty of money, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

"Mr. Huang's box is Cuizhuxuan, I'll take you two there." The waitress smiled and led the way.

An Jiayue went up to the second floor with Zhang Yong, entered the box, and immediately saw Manager Ma joking with Huang Yu.

Seeing them coming, Ma Tao stood up and introduced: "Jiayue, this is Mr. Huang Yuhuang, Mr. Huang, this is..."

"No need to introduce, we've already met." Huang Yu stretched out his hand and smiled, "Long time no see, Jiayue."

Ma Tao was pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Huang, do you know Jiayue?"

"At the awards dinner before, I met her once. Jiayue is so beautiful, I was deeply impressed."

This statement sounds like a compliment at first glance, but it seems to contain some ambiguous connotations under careful scrutiny.

Putting aside her miscellaneous thoughts, An Jiayue also smiled and stretched out her hand: "Mr. Huang has won the prize."

The four of them sat down, and Zhang Yong ordered the waiter to serve hot dishes and pour red wine. The old men were all veterans in this line of work. They came and talked to each other, and they soon became familiar as a family.

During the dinner, Ma Tao winked frequently, and An Jiayue had no choice but to toast one cup after another, barely eating.

After finishing a bottle of red, another bottle of white was served.

It is best not to drink alcohol on an empty stomach or mix it up. It is easy to get drunk and hurt your stomach. This time you have both.

An Jiayue felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and hesitated: "Mr. Ma, I have to film a movie tomorrow morning, look..."

"What's wrong with filming? Your director is not here." Ma Tao squinted over, "Let's ask him for leave, what's the big deal."

An Jiayue could see that Ma Tao was quite critical of He Xinchen's lack of face last time.He is not only here to accompany the drink today, but also to be a punching bag.

It's really not a good thing to get involved with He Xinchen.

The waiter has removed the goblet and replaced it with a small wine glass for drinking liquor.

Zhang Yong also persuaded: "Jiayue, Mr. Huang admires you very much, maybe you will have to rely on him in the future."

Huang Yu smiled and said, "I don't dare to do it. Jiayue can act in Director He's play, and with Wanna's resources, she must look down on me, a small producer."

An Jiayue quickly said: "Where is Mr. Huang, you must be at the top in terms of seniority. Director He is very good, but I can't just shoot his movies forever."

"Jiayue is a smart person, neither side should be offended." Huang Yu patted the back of his hand, "It's time to find a way out for myself, so that I don't have to wait too long after finishing this movie. You are not young anymore, youth I can't afford it."

An Jiayue felt nauseous, looked down at the transparent white wine filled in the wine glass, and nodded: "You are right."

Zhang Yong kicked him under the table, and he suddenly came to his senses. He immediately picked up his wine glass and toasted Huang Yu with a smile on his face: "Mr. ah."

Not full after drinking and eating, An Jiayue's stomach was empty when she left the box, full of drinks, her steps were numb, and her mind was even more dizzy.

Suddenly he remembered that He Xinchen blocked the wine for him last time.

In fact, He Xinchen was really kind to him.

At least among the men who pursued him, he was considered the best.

Zhu Xinglei was right, his bottom line was too low.As long as he has never bullied him, he thinks this person is very good, so much so that He Xinchen let him down again and again, and he still can't get rid of his miss for this person.

Fortunately, I ran into Ding Fu that night, otherwise, if He Xinchen chased him for a while, he might be shaken up.

Is it because it seems too easy to get, so it is not always cherished?

Alcohol stimulated the nerves and lacrimal glands, like a needle kept pricking his brain, the pain was so painful that his eyes almost couldn't hold the tears, An Jiayue forcibly held back, and let the night wind dry his eyes.

He is not low enough to beg He Xinchen to love him.

No one loves him, and he loves no one.

The author says:

I'm short I know, I'll jump into the shaved ice machine first.

("Summer's Story" tells the story of a man and three women, isn't it the old He in Yueyue's eyes now, sleeping one, soaking one, teasing one hhh, quoting the original line: No one loves me, I love no one.)