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Fu Xia lived in the hospital for a week, and the crew was very poor. Basically, she has been filming her scenes since she started working. Fu Xia was so tired that she was dizzy, and she didn't force her micro-expression anymore. She threw it away for a long time. The teleprompter is also in office again.

Zhou Wen buys coffee for everyone every day, hoping to be gentle with their teacher Xiaoxia, but everyone said "no problem, no problem, no problem", but behind the camera, one is more fierce than the other. I filmed all the scenes of the next week within a few days.

Director Chen even gave some supporting actors a break and asked them to come back next week.

Hearing this, Fu Xia's liver trembled.

"feelling better?"

Zhou Wen ordered Fu Xia a full set of SPA at the hotel, including essential oil body and foot massage, and two masseurs with strong hands rubbed Fu Xia to relieve her fatigue in the past few days.

Fu Xia hugged the pillow and said aggrievedly: "I'm so tired, I think this kind of high-intensity shooting will drain me dry sooner or later."

Zhou Wen said helplessly, "I can't help it. You were filming other people's scenes while you were in the hospital, so you can't be bothered to film yours when you come back."

Fu Xia only complained a bit, but buried his head in the pillow and relaxed.

After the massage was over, Fu Xia took a comfortable bath again. The fatigue of the whole day had completely subsided. She sat on the sofa and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, drinking the warm milk Zhou Wen gave her, and couldn't help but Zhu Zhu said: "How nice it is, there is work, rest, and scenery."

Sitting next to her, Zhou Wen raised her legs and said, "I just received a call from the charity party. They asked us to deliver the auction items a week in advance. Have you decided what to shoot?"

Fu Xia shook his head: "I don't know, what is usually auctioned?"

"For a charity dinner, I just want to shoot whatever I want," Zhou Wen said, "Your clothes or jewelry?"

"But aren't those all second-hand items?" Fu Xia said, "I don't like others to take my used things."

Fu Xia has been harassed by illegitimate children for a while, so she is very concerned about the things she has used, especially this kind of unknown stranger, which makes her feel even more uncomfortable.

"Then what do you want to auction?" Zhou Wen asked her.

Fu Xia ran out of ideas.

Zhou Wen was silent for a long time before saying, "Well... Cheng Wanyu also wants to attend this charity dinner, why don't you ask her."

Fu Xia was stunned, she turned her head and looked at Zhou Wen as if she had seen a ghost: "Sister Zhou Wen, are you crazy, do you want me to ask her?"

She leaned over and whispered, "Tell me the truth, is it because the company doesn't like her and wants me to mess with her?"

Zhou Wen raised her hand and slapped Fu Xia on the head with a 'snap', and said angrily: "Didn't I see that you two have a good relationship during this time? Since you don't know what is sold at the auction, Why don't you refer to her, is there any problem?"

Fu Xia covered her head and dared not speak out, looked at Zhou Wen resentfully and whispered: "But didn't you prevent me from getting in touch with her before?"

Thinking of Cheng Wanyu, Zhou Wen couldn't help but said, "I just think that girl is pretty nice and treats you well. Don't you have no friends in the entertainment circle? You can also try to...befriend her deeply."

Fu Xia was silent for a moment before nodding, took out her phone and said, "Okay, I'll ask her on WeChat."

Zhou Wen slapped him again and said angrily, "Go downstairs and talk to me face to face!"

Fu Xia: "...Hmm."

***

When Fu Xia was standing at the door of Cheng Wanyu, he raised his hand and rang the doorbell after making a lot of determination.

Not long after, the door opened with a 'click' sound. Cheng Wanyu seemed to have just taken a shower, standing at the door in a long black dress with steam. She looked at Fu Xia and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Fu Xia pressed his hat with his hands behind his back, coughed lightly and said, "I have something to ask you."

Cheng Wanyu seemed to smile slightly, then opened the door and turned sideways and said, "Come in."

After Fu Xia walked in, he found that the video of a symphony orchestra was playing on the TV in the living room. The melodious and vigorous voice came from the TV. Fu Xia watched those musical instruments flying in the hands of everyone. They are all different, but coming together is a majestic movement.

"Are you listening to the symphony?" Fu Xia looked curiously at the conductor's eyebrows and said, "It's very nice."

Cheng Wanyu came over and turned down his voice a little, and said to Fu Xia: "Sister Guan asked me to listen to some symphony pieces first, and said that I will use them in the next play, and I am currently doing my homework on this."

Fu Xia watched the one after another action on TV, and couldn't help but praise: "That's great, your next drama is set, and I don't know what to do after I finish filming here."

Cheng Wanyu didn't respond, she just poured a glass of water for Fu Xia, looked at her and said, "Why are you looking for me today, are you going out for supper?"

Fu Xia's eyebrows and eyes curved with a smile: "Today I came to see you on a serious matter."

It was as if it was not serious to come to her before, but seeing Fu Xia smiling so happily, Cheng Wanyu also felt very soft in his heart, and couldn't help but leaned over and asked: "Then you came to see me today do what?"

Fu Xia smelled the shower gel on Cheng Wanyu's body, it seemed to be the smell of cool sea salt, and it smelled astringent.

"Well..." Fu Xia was a little upset, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "It's about the charity dinner, didn't they invite me, and then they have to hand over the auction items a week in advance, I don't mind I know what should be auctioned, and I want to come and ask you."

Cheng Wanyu leaned on the table next to the TV cabinet, crossed her chest and said, "Have you thought about what to shoot?"

Fu Xia took a sip of water: "I just came here to ask you if I didn't know."

Cheng Wanyu said: "I'm probably auctioning off a set of jewelry. I bought it by chance when I was filming in Africa. It's not worth much, but it looks good."

Hearing this, Fu Xia said enviously, "Africa, if I go there once, I'll probably become an aborigine when I come back."

"It's not that hot, and there are many beautiful cities over there." Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia with dark eyes: "You might as well do the same as me and buy a set of jewelry or other auctions."

Most people in this kind of charity dinner are just for show. Although the entertainers are glamorous, everyone has nothing but a good skin, and there are only a few things that can be auctioned. The things I collect are The easiest and most convenient auction.

Holding the water glass in both hands, Fu Xia said with some embarrassment: "I don't really like other people using my used things, and I don't have any hobbies for collecting, so I don't know what to take out for a while."

Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia's cramped appearance, thought for a while and asked, "Then can you draw?"

Fu Xia was stunned: "Painting?"

"That's right," Cheng Wanyu gave her an idea: "If you don't want to auction off your used things, it's good to draw a picture, but..."

Before Cheng Wanyu finished speaking, Fu Xia said: "I learned oil painting for a year when I was young, maybe I can draw a picture."

In this way, it is not something that I have used, but it can also be used for auction.

Sounds pretty good.

Fu Xia decided to paint, so she sent a message to Zhou Wen, and got a '? 'After that, he happily put away his phone and said to Cheng Wanyu who was blowing his hair: "Are you hungry? Let's go downstairs for supper. I haven't had supper with you for a long time."

Cheng Wanyu blew through his half-dry black hair, put away the hair dryer and said, "Okay, should we go to the convenience store this time?"

"I'm tired of eating convenience stores every day." Fu Xia sat on the sofa shaking his legs and said, "Shall we have some wine?"

Cheng Wanyu looked at Fu Xia deeply. She was wearing black shark pants and a large hip-hop T-shirt today. She had already taken off her white baseball cap. Cheng Wanyu focused her eyes on her slender legs Going up, whispered: "Drinking is not good, I have to film tomorrow."

Fu Xia kicked his feet and said, "Just a small drink. I heard there is a bar nearby. Shall we... Order a takeaway?"

Cheng Wanyu: "...?"

Cheng Wanyu couldn't catch up with Fu Xia's leaping thinking, but she still stopped Fu Xia's hand that was about to take the phone, and said to her: "I have beer here, let's order a barbecue. It's supper."

Fu Xia's eyes lit up 'bass': "Okay, okay, I'll come..."

"I'll have some." Cheng Wanyu pressed Fu Xia's hand firmly, and said with deep eyes, "I'll have some barbecue, don't move."

Don't order it, I beg you.

Cheng Wanyu really doesn't want to eat big kidneys and sheep's eyes anymore, she just wants to eat a barbecue in peace.

This time, Cheng Wanyu ordered more than 1000 barbecues, and almost moved the other barbecue stalls here. Except for her and Fu Xia's share, the rest were distributed to the actors and staff who lived in the hotel. Everyone had a lively supper, and Zhou Wen also had a portion. She looked at the barbecue in her hand and wanted to get angry, but she couldn't do it.

Now that he decided to paint, Fu Xia naturally did everything by himself. It took a whole week from the selection of paints to the composition concept, and finally some prototypes were formed. During this period, Cheng Wanyu also came up several times. What Fu Xia painted turned out to be the night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The dark blue night scene and the high-rise buildings with neon lights are all printed on the canvas. There are indeed many flaws when viewed from a close distance, but as long as the distance is more than one meter, it looks okay.

Fu Xia wore a small apron with a disheveled face, and said to Cheng Wanyu happily: "I originally planned to draw our boss, you know our boss, the one whose paternity test showed that neither son was his own, and I heard that he suffered a lot. Stimulating, now I'm all alopecia areata, so pitiful."

While talking, Fu Xia felt his cheeks itch, and rubbed the back of his colorful hand to spread the dark blue paint even more.

Cheng Wanyu saw that her painting was not very good, but her posture was not small, she couldn't help but sighed, took out a wet wipe, wiped the paint on her cheeks, and found that it couldn't be wiped off, so she said: "Go Let's deal with the bathroom, your whole face will be ruined."

Fu Xia hurriedly held his face and said in surprise: "Really?"

Seeing Cheng Wanyu nodding, she hurried to the bathroom. Cheng Wanyu, who was standing in the living room, focused on the work she had just completed, took out her phone and took a picture, then clicked on WeChat, and found Cheng Hongzhi's profile picture was sent out.

Cheng Wanyu: [No matter how much money is spent, this painting must be photographed. 】

Cheng Hongzhi: […]

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