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Sitting on the exclusive reclining chair on the set, Chu Cheng nimbly turned the phone with his fingers while rubbing his chin in thought.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Fengqiao, who had just finished talking about Chu Cheng's next endorsement, took a big sip of the water handed by his assistant. "Thank you, Xiao Chen." Ye Fengqiao signaled the assistant to take a rest.

The little assistant, whose cheeks were blushing, said, "This is what I should do, Brother Ye."

"It's rare to see you look so thoughtful. Why, Boss Chu will also encounter difficulties?" Ye Fengqiao jokingly said.

Chu Cheng squinted at him halfway: "Fengqiao, do you have a good relationship with Yunchu?"

Startled by Chu Cheng's sudden question, Ye Fengqiao nodded, "It's not bad, why did I suddenly think of him?" After a pause, he looked at him with probing eyes: "You asked me Now that I think about it, I heard that you met him when you were filming here a few days ago, and you went to his parents?"

"Gold Medal Broker is amazing, you can't hide everything from you."

"Don't interrupt." Ye Fengqiao glanced at him: "Yunchu is worth meeting, I just wonder when you two became acquainted."

"You said that he is worthy of friendship, of course you need to get to know him earlier." Chu Cheng leaned back, smiled and continued following his words.

Ye Fengqiao stared. "Don't be perfunctory, it's not very good to say that, but I know Yunchu quite well. Although he looks very gentle and amiable, he is essentially the same as you. He doesn't talk to people easily. I want to know. Yes, you seem to care about him?"

"Really." Chu Cheng murmured.

After getting no response for a long time, Ye Fengqiao wanted to ask something more, but when he turned around, he saw that Chu Cheng had closed his eyes and rested. He didn't intend to let himself know, so he frowned. He carefully recalled what he hadn't noticed just now, but found nothing. Then he looked at the people who were filming in the filming set, and beckoned the little assistant over.

"What's the matter, Brother Ye?"

"Get a blanket."

"Oh, alright."

Yan Yunchu found that he had been sitting in front of the computer for several hours since he answered Chu Cheng's phone call, but Word was still blank, and he couldn't type a single word.

Feeling inexplicably a little irritable, he rubbed his forehead, and finally got up and went out.

No. [-] is a gay bar. It is located in an unattractive alley in City B. It looks unremarkable on the outside. There is a small house number on the rusty iron gate, which says 'No. [-]' in two traditional characters. Words, I've heard of people with no acquaintances, and it's really not easy to find them.

So Yan Yunchu was a little surprised to see Yue Meng here.

"Yue Meng?"

Compared to Yan Yunchu, Yue Meng's reaction can be said to be shocking, he jumped up from the front of the bar suddenly: "I'm going, Yan Yunchu?!! Why are you here?"

Yan Yunchu smiled kindly, motioned him to sit down, and said to the bartender, "Blue Mood, thank you."

"It's a regular customer at first glance, buddy." Yue Meng, who came back to his senses, looked like a good brother and walked over with a smile: "Speaking of which, I would be mistaken. I didn't expect you to be the same kind."

"Same kind?" Yan Yunchu couldn't help laughing out loud, "I'm just not as high-profile as you and Mr. Xiao."

Hearing Yue Meng snort, he hurriedly said, "But I'm very envious."

Yue Meng instantly changed into a complacent look of 'you are very good': "If you are envious, find one quickly." After looking up and down, he approached mysteriously: "You——is number zero." His tone was very firm .

"Guess?" Yan Yunchu played a question-and-answer game with him in a good mood. Although Yue Meng was a little familiar, he was not annoying, probably because he had a baby face.

"I thought you were going to say 'you try' or something like that." Yue Meng pouted, with a regretful expression on his face, but Yan Yunchu knew that he was just addicted to his mouth, not to mention what kind of personality Yue Meng had. Xiao Moran is there, how dare he mess around?Yan Yunchu didn't believe it. "You must be thinking, there is Mo Ran, and I wouldn't dare to lend me ten courage, right? I knew it, you are all like this."

Yan Yun's eyebrows and eyes frowned with a smile: "Yue Meng, let me introduce you to a friend some other day."

"Okay, who is it?"

"I think you may have a little impression, Bai Le, my brother, um, is currently the planning director of Nantang."

"Ah, I know him, I heard Mo Ran mention a few words, okay, your brother is my brother, let's go out for a drink together some other day, he, too?"

"Uh, he, not yet."

Yue Meng blinked, and instantly ignited a raging gossip: "What do you mean, not yet?"

"That's right." Yan Yunchu squinted his eyes and looked into the distance: "Not now, but what will happen in the future, no one can tell, right?" Blinking his eyes like Yue Meng's, he whispered: "Speaking of it , Yue Meng, can I ask you a more private question?"

"Okay, you can ask, my good brother knows everything." Yue Meng said generously.

"You and Mr. Xiao, who is on top?"

Someone who approached paused and stopped behind Yue Meng. Unfortunately, there was a lot of people in the bar, but Yue Meng didn't notice.

"you--"

"If you want me to guess, then you must be down here." Yan Yunchu raised his wine glass with a smile.

"What?! Do I look like the one below?! Let me tell you, you are all deceived by your own eyes, but I am actually the one above!!!" Yue Meng said dissatisfiedly.

Yan Yunchu drew his voice and let out a sigh, looking straight at a figure behind him: "Then, are you waiting for Mr. Xiao when you come here today?"

Yue Meng, who was fine just now, suddenly became furious: "Who wants to wait for that workaholic?! Let me tell you, Yunchu, I'm here at ONS today! O! N——"

"Who do you want to ONS with?" A man's dark voice came from behind unexpectedly.

Yue Meng widened his eyes and said cautiously, "Yunchu, did you hear anything?"

Yan Yunchu held back a smile and pretended to be puzzled: "Is there, I didn't hear anything."

"But, but I clearly—" Seeing Yan Yunchu's uncontrollably funny expression, he shouted, "Yunchu, you dare to lie to me!" Then he turned his head and rushed towards the visitor, "Moran! You're finally here, are you here to pick me up? I've had too much to drink, so I'm so sick. "

Xiao Moran was dressed in a straight suit, and his handsome face was slightly dark: "Really, I drank too much, and I will sober you up that night." After saying that, he grabbed him tightly, and then looked at Yan Yunchu: "Screenwriter, long time no see .”

"Mr. Xiao." Yan Yunchu nodded: "Yue Meng seems to have drunk too much, go back and rest early."

"Let's go now." After a pause, Xiao Moran said, "I heard that you and our company Lu Yuan seem to have a little misunderstanding?"

Yan Yunchu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Yixi was in Xingguang now: "It's okay, but Yixi should have explained it clearly, Mr. Xiao won't be worried about my meddling in Xingguang's affairs, right?"

"I still trust my subordinates very much." The person in his arms struggled restlessly, and Xiao Moran thumped on his forehead: "Be honest."

Yue Meng stared at him fiercely.

Yan Yunchu looked at the two with endless smiles.

"Besides, I also believe that screenwriter Yan is not that kind of person." After finishing speaking, Xiao Moran took Yue Meng out, "Go back and explain to me why you came here at night without answering my phone."

Yue Meng froze all of a sudden, and looked at Yan Yunchu pitifully: "Yunchu, 18 years after I left first, we are still——Aw! Damn, you should be gentle!"

"What nonsense!"

"Yun Chu, see you later."

"Well, see you later."

"Goodbye." Xiao Moran nodded.

"Goodbye."

Looking at the backs of the two intimately, Yan Yunchu couldn't restrain the envy welling up in his heart. It is so rare to find someone you love in the vast crowd, and that person also loves you.Luckily for them.And myself——

"Hey?"

"Yunchu—where are you?"

"Chu, Cheng?" Yan Yunchu shook his head, feeling a little dizzy. "I'm on number nine."

"No. [-]? Where is that place? Fengqiao, have you heard where No. [-] is? Yunchu, your voice sounds weird, are you uncomfortable?"

A lot of sounds came into his mind at once, human voices, music sounds, and he tried his best to distinguish the familiar ones, which belonged to Chu Cheng, as gentle as ever.

"Yunchu, are you drunk? You wait for me to get off, I'm back to City B, I'll come over right away."

Yan Yunchu couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not, but when he heard Chu Cheng say he was coming over, he decided it was better to think that he was already drunk, and said vaguely: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come over."

"Well, take care of yourself, I'll be there soon."

Ye Fengqiao looked strangely at Chu Cheng who hung up the phone with a smile on his face: "Are you going to the bar?"

"Yeah." Chu Cheng looked back at him: "No?"

"Do you know how likely it is that you can walk in and come out safe and sound?"

"...It's just a bar, Fengqiao, why are you talking as if I'm going to go deep into the dragon's pool and tiger's den." Chu Cheng said with a smile.

Ye Fengqiao gave him a serious look and said: "I'm serious, Ah Cheng, no matter who is waiting for you inside, the headlines will be very exciting tomorrow, don't you know?"

Just as Chu Cheng was about to speak, the phone rang again: "Yun Chu?" He glanced at Ye Fengqiao, and quickly picked up the phone: "Yun Chu, I'm going to pass now—— what? You've already come out, now you Where is it? Oh, okay, I see, I'll let Fengqiao drive over to pick you up." He put down his phone: "Yunchu said he was on Xiaoxi Road, now, don't worry."

Ye Fengqiao frowned: "Ah Cheng, do you feel that you care too much about Yunchu?"

"What's wrong with you, Fengqiao?" Chu Cheng finally looked at his manager and friend seriously: "You seem to be particularly concerned about my relationship with Yunchu today. Could it be that we can't be friends?"

"You know I don't mean that."

"Maple Bridge?"

"It's okay, let's go there now." Ye Fengqiao chose to end this topic.

Chu Cheng glanced at Ye Fengqiao, and felt that his friend was in a bad mood now, but Ye Fengqiao was also a person who was used to keeping things in his heart, so if he didn't take the initiative to speak up, he couldn't ask. Feeling that one or two of the people around him are hiding something, it doesn't feel good to be kept in the dark, he rubbed his chin and thought.

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