Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

After taking a few sets of promotional photos, Wen Yan rubbed his already stiff shoulders, the cold touch of the watch strap inadvertently scratched his skin, making him shiver before continuing to look at the assistant who ran over.

"What's wrong?" With raised eyebrows, Wen Yan took a few small steps forward, just in time to avoid Pei Jia who bumped into him from behind, feeling complicated in his heart.

He really didn't know how lucky he was, why he could bump into the protagonist in scenes that were not written in this kind of novel.Could it be that there is really something unspeakable in this world, such as some demons and ghosts?

Thinking of this, Wen Yan couldn't help thinking of the glass product that was suddenly broken, tried to recall, and found that this thing was actually very good, it was a pity that it was broken, and I don't know if I can find another one to make it up.

With a big brain hole, he was thinking about whether he should go shopping on Taobao or various high-end specialty stores. Before he could decide where to go, the assistant suddenly interrupted his thinking.

"Young Master, are you going out to eat with First Young Master Wen at noon, or?" The assistant's thoughts are clearly written, as long as he is not blind, he can probably see what he means.

Wen Yan rolled his eyes, and pressed his fingers on the assistant's shoulder a little harder: "Come on, tell me are you my assistant or my brother's assistant?"

He remembered the last time he obviously didn't bring this person back to Wen's house, but when he left, the assistant appeared again without anyone noticing.I'm afraid Wen Chu let him lurk beside her for a long time.

Hearing this question, the assistant couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He was looking around on the set with [-]% desire to survive, but he didn't want to meet Wen Yan's gaze.

"Cough cough cough...of course it's your assistant."

"Since I know you are my assistant, I would like to ask you not to make big or small things, but tell my brother everything in detail, okay?" Wen Yan let go of his hand on his shoulder, shook it and continued, "I have been an adult for a long time Well, I still need a little secret."

Especially in the current situation, who knows if he will think about it day and night, and accidentally tell him that he is wearing a book in his sleep?

He just mentioned at home that he wanted to quit the entertainment industry, and the glass shattered immediately. If he told about the matter of wearing a book, he might die suddenly.

And if Wen Chu got involved because of this, then Wen Yan would be really embarrassed.

The assistant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded tremblingly. Wen Yan made sure that this person would not report unreservedly before turning and leaving.

Originally, Wen Yan was thinking of going to a corner to take a rest, but before he could raise his feet, the photographer started calling his name.He sighed and walked over quickly.

Life is not easy, Wen Yan sighed.

There is also Shi Yu in the studio who is not very familiar, but is very familiar with the original owner. Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, and his deep but indifferent eyes paused for a few seconds before moving closer to Shi Yu's direction.

"This time you want to shoot the difference between teenagers and middle-aged people. You need to stand back to back. As for the eyes, I think you two should be fine as actors, right?"

The so-called juvenile and middle-aged are nothing but a reckless and mature one.Wen Yan is naturally confident that he can take a good shot, but he still needs to change a set of clothes before taking another shot.

Walking into the lounge, he just changed into the white suit with gray embroidery, when he opened the door, he saw Mu Xuan standing outside, his eyes watching him quietly.

Wen Yan raised the corners of his lips, but his tone was flat: "Mu Xuan, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask..." Mu Xuan's voice in sight became weaker and weaker, and it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying at the back.Wen Yan frowned, knocked on the dial with his bony fingers, and was about to say something, when he was suddenly called from outside the door.

There was really no time to continue dawdling with Mu Xuan, so Wen Yan had no choice but to leave quickly, and before leaving, he left a sentence and went to him after filming.

Mu Xuan stood straight at the door of the changing room, her increasingly deep eyes followed Wen Yan's back, and finally her eyes dimmed for a moment.

He was really curious... why Pei Jia hated Wen Yan so much.Obviously Pei Jia and Wen Yan should be two parallel lines that cannot be related...

However, he could also predict that it would be a waste of time to ask this question.

Leaving aside the hesitant Mu Xuan for the time being, Wen Yan quickly calmed down his emotions, and stared at the distance one step away from Shi Yu back to back, as if stars were shining in his pitch-black eyes.

The photographer saw that the two had entered the state and quickly pressed the camera button, but after taking a few pictures, he still felt something was wrong, he frowned and stared at the space between the two: "You two are getting closer, back to back. "

Wen Yan was taken aback by this request, he turned his head and met Shang Shiyu's gentle eyes, his thin lips couldn't help but he smiled before the other party could speak, as if he didn't care about the contact at all.

The straight back leaned against another hot body, soft but powerful to the touch.Wen Yan couldn't help being a little lazy, and his eyes, which were originally clear to the bottom, became a little careless.

The hand in the pocket was raised slightly, just revealing the whole picture of the watch, which was luxurious and luxurious.

The cooperation between the two was naturally very smooth, until the photographer announced that it was time to rest, Wen Yan took a sip of the mineral water handed over by the assistant, and his eyes just fixed on Shi Yu who seemed to have no assistant.

Sensing Wen Yan's gaze, Shi Yu raised his head and smiled at him. He walked a few steps towards Wen Yan's side, and stopped at a distance that wasn't too close or too far: "What's your date today?" It's in good shape."

"Teacher, thank you." Coincidentally, the assistant took out another unopened bottle of mineral water from the bag, and Wen Yan took it directly and handed it to Shi Yu.

The assistant looked at his empty hand, froze for a few seconds, and then took out another bottle of water from the bag.

Wen Yan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and the guilt that he didn't have much was instantly wiped out. He smiled at Shi Yu: "Does the teacher have any good script recommendations recently?"

""Qing Nian" is quite good. If you like it, your brother will help you win it, right?"

"The problem is that I don't like it very much..." Wen Yan knew that having money but not earning money is bullshit, but money and life, he still chose life.

"Then do you want to consider "Slag Wind"?"

"Huh?" He had never heard of this drama, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and stared at the smiling Shi Yu earnestly, and there was always an inexplicable feeling lingering in his heart.

The pale light seems to be able to stimulate Shi Yu's mature taste, and there is a charm that other ages cannot have in every gesture.

"Although this one is not as good as "Qing Nian", it is still a good script. If you don't like Qing Nian, you can try this one."

Shi Yu smiled, and looked directly at Wen Yan with deep eyes, eyes like the surface of a lake can bring endless peace and tranquility just by looking at them.

Although Wen Yan said that he didn't want to be in the entertainment industry and wanted to return to Wen's family to take over the company, but no one knew what the future would hold, so it was best to find a way out for himself, so as not to be too ugly when he got slapped in the face.

"Then thank you teacher for recommending it."

"You're welcome." Shi Yu's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything else and just left towards another place.

Wen Yan was considering whether to inquire about Zha Feng, and the photographer who had rested began to show off his power again.

[The author has something to say: Assistant: I am a water delivery machine with no emotions

Hahahahahaha I’ve been very happy eating food recently, but NetEase’s father is not a man, forcing me to krypton gold (Aw)]