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"Xiao Jiang, do you know Fei Xun?"

Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little annoyed. He only knew that Qi Shaoyun didn't have a role today, but he forgot that Qi Shaoyun had said before that when he didn't have a role, he would often come to the crew to see their young people acting.

He didn't expect that she would see Wen Feixun on the first day of filming.

Qi Shaoyun and Mrs. Wen are good friends, so they are naturally familiar with Wen Feixun. Although he only glanced at him from a distance, he still recognized him.

"Ms. Qi, why are you here so late? I heard from Brother Fang that you live in the east of the city."

"Don't interrupt me," Qi Shaoyun gave him a white look, "I just saw Wen Feixun get out of your car, did you know each other before? I haven't heard you say that."

"Uh, a... friend I met before," Jiang Yudao, "I didn't know you knew him, so what can I say?"

Qi Shaoyun looked at him suspiciously: "His mother and I are good friends, and we had dinner together a few times before. I heard from his mother that he doesn't have any friends in the entertainment industry."

"I only met in the past two years, not for a long time."

"It hasn't been long, and the relationship is quite good, and they all came to visit the class." Qi Shaoyun muttered, not believing Jiang Yu's statement, "Why didn't I think Fei Xun was so easy to get in touch with before."

"The relationship is just so-so, so-so. He came here to discuss something with me," Jiang Yu vaguely said, "The rest time is coming soon, so I'll go there first, Mr. Qi."

"go Go."

Qi Shaoyun looked at Jiang Yu's back, her doubts still persisting.

Although she didn't know Wen Feixun very well, she still knew his personality. What could make Wen Feixun come all the way to visit the crew, and she had only known him for a year or two, so it was strange to think about it.

Don't blame her for being sensitive, it's mainly because she understands some of the status quo in this circle, but she is familiar with Wen Feixun and Jiang Yu, and knows that they will not be the kind of people who mess around, so seeing Wen Feixun appear inexplicably Here, she was a little surprised when she got off Jiang Yu's car, but she couldn't judge their relationship.

She thought for a while, and beckoned to a logistics manager from the crew, glanced at the shooting site, and asked him, "Did Wen from the Sino-Ocean Group come to the crew just now?"

"Yes, Mr. Qi should know him, right? I've heard that you and Mrs. Wen have been friends for many years."

"I know each other, but I haven't met him just now," Qi Shaoyun thought thoughtfully, "What is he doing here?"

"Then what else can we do? Let's go to Jiang Yingzhang," the logistics manager said with a look of course, "Don't they all say that Jiang Yingzhang belongs to Mr. Wen? The last time Jiang Yu's movie premiered, Mr. Wen went to join him. But you haven’t been too gossip about gossip, maybe you haven’t heard of it.”

Qi Shaoyun's face changed slightly: "That's it... I see, thank you."

She frowned worriedly, took a deep breath, and walked to the shooting location.

Zhou Heng divided the script of Huangliang Gumeng into the early stage and the late stage. The atmosphere in the early stage is bright, and the emotion in the later stage is depressed. Regardless of whether the shooting location is the same or whether the filming can be finished directly, the early stage shooting will not be mixed with the later scenes.

This is a very good thing for Jiang Yu and Tang Yuntong, and maintaining a certain state for a period of time is more efficient than mixed shooting.

It was already eight o'clock when work was finished today, and there was no big night show, so Zhou Heng waved his hand to let him go.

Tang Yuntong was still wearing the dance costumes of the dance troupe, put on stage makeup, ran over and hung her shoulders and backs on Jiang Yu's body, and said with a smile, "It's time to call it a day, do you want to have a drink?"

"There are still more than two months and dozens of days to finish work. I go to have a drink every time? Can I become a Dionysus when I wrap up?"

"Tsk, there is a beginning and an end, do you understand?"

Jiang Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and just about to speak, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Qi Shaoyun's figure, who stood quietly not far away and looked at him for a while, with an unclear expression, waiting for Jiang Yu's eyes to meet hers for a few seconds, Only then slowly walked away.

The mood suddenly became very heavy, Jiang Yu pulled Tang Yuntong off her body: "Come on, there is an early show tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"Have you already broken up with Wen Feixun?" Tang Yuntong asked suddenly, "Then why did he come to you today?"

"Want to know?" Jiang Yu looked at him patiently.

"Ok!"

"Ask him yourself."

Tang Yuntong choked for a moment, stared at Jiang Yu and said, "I heard that the actors who have filmed Zhou Heng's movies are very difficult to perform."

"Oh, so what?"

"So...will you fall in love with me after filming? I'm talking after filming, not during filming."

Jiang Yu paused, turned his head to look at him for a while, and said calmly: "Even if it's difficult to make a play, it's still hard to appease Lan Qin. After the filming, you won't be Lan Qin anymore."

Tang Yuntong held her breath in her chest, and her expression darkened in a rare way: "Fart, I am Lanqin, and Lanqin is me!"

"It's good to have such awareness, and keep it up during the filming." Jiang Yu patted him on the shoulder nonchalantly, and left straight away.

The car drove from the film crew to the hotel. Jin Yue remembered that Jiang Yu hadn't eaten anything for dinner, so she turned to him from the passenger seat and asked, "Brother, are you hungry? Is your stomach upset? Do you want me to order something for you? I see that you only ate vegetables and didn't eat at all."

Jiang Yu leaned on the back of the chair, looking out the car window in a daze, and shook his head when he heard the words: "Leave me alone."

Xiang Tao's personality seems to live in his body and coexist with him. Jiang Yu's occasional demeanor and tone these days have changed from before, much sharper, and Jin Yue dare not mess with him as before, seeing that he is tired , then turned back in silence.

The car drove into the underground parking lot of Jinling Hotel. Jiang Yu and Jin Yue went up together. Jin Yue's room was one floor lower than his. After saying goodbye, Jiang Yu was left alone to go up to the 23rd floor.

The corridor was covered with thick carpets, and walking on it made no sound, but Jiang Yu still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He said everything that should be said, and he didn't know if Wen Feixun suddenly jumped up again. After coming out, how should I treat myself.

Fortunately, when he opened the room, went in and closed the door, Wen Feixun did not appear in front of him.

He went into the room to put down his things, took a brief shower, silently recited the lines for tomorrow's scene, and came out wrapped in a bathrobe to brush his hair for a while, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Jiang Yu glanced at the time, it was 09:30.

Walking to the door, looking out through the cat's eye, he looked like a hotel waiter, with a cart beside him, which seemed to be delivering food, and he had a look of 'I won't leave unless you open the door'.

He opened the door and stood in front of the door without letting the other party in: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Jiang, good evening, this is the food delivery service that other customers ordered for you."

"Who? From downstairs?" Jiang Yu frowned slightly.

The waiter smiled and said, "It's the one next door to you."

"..."

Jiang Yu said with a straight face, "I don't need it, just push it away."

"It's Mr. Jiang," the waiter's face immediately collapsed when he heard him say this, and he looked distressed. "This food delivery service has been charged to Mr. Wen's account, and the account cannot be canceled after the meal is delivered. If you don't let me take it in, the car will go around in the public area of ​​the hotel and return to the back kitchen intact, then I really can't explain why, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my job at that time, or you will let me Push it in for you, let’s try it, if you really don’t want to eat it, I’ll collect it later, and I’ll be able to do the job, please do me a favor.”

He spoke sincerely, and Jiang Yu didn't want to embarrass him, so he let out a depressed breath, tilted his head, turned sideways, motioned for him to push in, and glared at the closed door next door.

The waiter put down his things, completed the task, and left cheerfully. Jiang Yu opened the lid and was slightly taken aback.

The contents inside are very simple - a bowl of vermicelli in high soup, a cup of hot milk, and a small bouquet of sunflowers.

Jiang Yu sighed softly.

Wen Feixun seems to be quite in his favor and able to hit him in many cases, such as now.

Usually when filming, he is under pressure, his appetite is not very good, he doesn't eat much, and he doesn't feel hungry, but in fact he is physically hungry, which often makes his stomach go bad.

And at this moment, looking at this simple, light, hot bowl of noodles, it seems to be more appetizing to him than any big fish, big meat or exquisite dishes, and he even feels a little hunger.

If you let him eat it, you can definitely clean it up easily.

But this was what Wen Feixun had prepared.

What is it to accept the agreed refusal with peace of mind?

Many people's faces flashed in front of him, Yue Guang's, Min Zhen's, Wei Jie's, Jiang Ma's and Jiang's Dad's, Qi Shaoyun's...

His eyes were as dark as the night outside the window, he raised his hand to cover the lid, and sat on the sofa to read the script.

Twenty minutes later, he called and asked someone to collect it.

It was still the waiter who came, the polite smile on his face froze the moment he secretly opened the lid, and he became a little bit bitter, but still upholding his professionalism, he took away the intact things.

But when he left, he left the bunch of sunflowers in Jiang Yu's room.

"This is a gift from our hotel to every guest. Mr. Jiang can throw it away if he doesn't like it."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Jiang Yu looked at the closed door, then at the sunflower bouquet, lowered his eyes and continued to read the script.

In the corridor, Wen Feixun opened the door. After seeing the waiter shaking his head, his eyes dimmed a little, and then he asked, "Where are the flowers?"

"While he wasn't paying attention, I put it down and left."

"Okay, I see."

Wen Feixun pressed his tongue to his palate in annoyance, went downstairs to find Jin Yue, told her about it, and said, "From now on, I will order supper every day, and when Jiang Yu comes back from work, you can say that you ordered it yourself." , send it to him."

Jin Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Physical matters are not trivial, of course I agree, but in fact, I can also order supper for Brother Jiang every day, so I don't need to bother you."

"Come on, does he want to eat what you ordered? His stomach was ruined by your hands." Wen Feixun glanced at her, "I don't believe your ordering skills."

"……Ah."

Jin Yue was blocked for a few seconds, became more courageous, and couldn't help stabbing him: "Are you guys having a big conflict now? Brother Jiang doesn't want to talk to you anymore? Then if you do this, he doesn't know anything, you How do you improve your performance points?"

Wen Feixun rolled his eyes: "What do you know, I want his health to be better than my score."

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