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"Is that how you swallowed your breath?"

Song Nuan couldn't hide anything on his face, so he made a little contact with Mu Zongjian to see what kind of heat Mu Zongjian was busy today, and seeing how he was going to have nothing to do with Wan Yu'an, Su Changle guessed almost.

He felt aggrieved by this matter, but after all, BWP hadn't disbanded yet, and if he wanted to make something out of it, it still had to depend on his little boyfriend.

"Forget it, it's a big deal that we will have less contact in the future."

Song Nuan waved his hand impatiently, expressing that he didn't want to continue this topic: "Last time you told me that there was a supporting role in Meng Lianyuan's play that was suitable for me. Brother Qi Xia has already given me the script."

The main selling point of ancient political dramas is the feelings of family and country, and they are very ruthless in weakening the love line. If it is not for the dual online plot and acting skills, the possibility of hitting the street is quite high.

"Meng Lianxuan is his own younger brother, there's no reason why he shouldn't have a role in it."

Song Nuan was still a little bit embarrassed when she mentioned this, she drooped her head and said in a low voice, "But Brother Qixia said that the actor has basically been settled... I don't know why, but there is no such name."

"People in Lao Meng's family are ghost spirits, and they won't take advantage of others to pave the way for others."

Su Changle was puzzled by his decision to just admit defeat in Wan Yu'an's matter, but he frowned and didn't question it.

He pursed his lips and pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand to pat Song Nuan's head: "Let's talk about yourself first, how about the role you arranged, if you are not satisfied, we can discuss and change it at any time."

Look at this emboldened fart.

Song Nuan was so amused by the indifferent expression on the other party's face that she couldn't even care about the unhappiness in her heart just now.

"He was a collaborator and traitor. When the army was finally defeated, he was scolded by the very eloquent protagonist and collapsed. He jumped off the tower and died without a whole body."

He squinted his eyes, and spoke softly and quickly: "I just played a role, and I don't know if I can be suitable for this role. The challenge should be quite big."

"Take it easy, I've hired someone to hire an acting teacher, and you should find time to listen to it when the time comes."

Su Changle nodded and said: "The response to "Limited Relationship" has been quite good, so don't be careless when doing the matching this time, as much as you can save your character."

Song Nuan smiled, raised her chin a little and replied seriously, "Don't worry, try not to smash Sihuan's signboard."

For ordinary actors, costume dramas are more difficult than modern dramas. Once the state is deviated, it will give people a very weird feeling.

Song Nuan was thinking in her heart that she should study the problem of scene transition, when she suddenly thought of another thing.

"For a role like a general..."

He recalled the miserable experience when he was filming the last film, moved his hand down with a sad face, and rubbed twice on the wound that no longer felt pain: "I guess I have to ride a horse again."

"More than that, I have to hang Wia to do difficult fighting moves."

Su Changle made up the knife at the side in time, looked down at his movements, paused for two seconds and remembered what happened before.

"How is your leg injury?"

"It's not serious at first, it's better to be quick."

Song Nuan just stayed with him for a long time and became a bit of a dramatist. Unexpectedly, he just took advantage of the situation and made a fool of himself, and the other party became anxious instead.

The reason why he told Wan Yu'an like that at the time was because he didn't want Nie Size to be involved.

As for the injury on my body, it was the same as the one left from the previous training, and it passed after the pain.

He felt that it was useful in his heart, but on his face he looked troublesome: "Stay away from me, don't come close."

"The tongue is not the heart."

My little boyfriend has all his emotions written on his face, of course Su Changle can see the smile in his eyes.

He lightly tapped Song Nuan on the head and mentioned another matter.

"My little uncle is coming to live for a few days. It's not suitable for you to live here during the period, but I don't worry about you going back."

"I rented a small house next to the BWP dormitory. The apartment is moderate and quiet. You should like it."

The relationship between the uncle and nephew has always been bad, even Song Nuan, an employee who doesn't pay attention to the boss's dynamics, has heard of it here and there.

He quickly remembered that Deng Qixia had mentioned to himself that when Si Huan was in Su An's hands, he never took idol artists seriously.

Su Changle, as the general manager acting as the chairman's responsibilities, the first change he made was to choose a boy group.

Now, a few years later, two members of the former FILMBANGKOK have been signed into the company.

To some extent, this may also be regarded as a difference of opinion between the two decision makers.

In the past, he was not noticed when the momentum was not strong, but now he is always on the trending searches. Of course, Su An will not pretend to be invisible.

You have to agree to discuss it, and think about how to pave the road ahead.

Although Song Nuan couldn't figure out why it was also creating benefits, why Su An would reject the idol industry so much - but it was obviously not something he should consider.

"Okay, just give me the key when the time comes."

"After the resources in all aspects increase, team members will naturally think about moving houses, and it doesn't matter to be the first such person."

Although he didn't show any dissatisfaction, Su Changle still decided to explain a little bit.

"This is a very common thing, you don't have to think..."

"What do you need to think?"

Song Nuan casually grabbed two handfuls of her own hair, feeling a little annoyed at his inexplicable comfort.

"It's not that you don't know that we don't get along with each other in the team. Even if I don't usually talk about it, Deng Qixia will come to talk about it so that you don't think I've been wronged and blame him."

"What's more, now that Wan Yu'an is merciless to this point, why do you think I'm embarrassed to even move out?"

Song Nuan's loss of control came suddenly, and Su Changle didn't react for a while.

He stared fixedly at the person in a daze, then tilted his head and sighed: "I didn't let Deng Qixia watch you."

After saying these things, I am actually just afraid that you will feel sorry.

No matter how the two get along in private, and why they came together.In the eyes of his teammates, the whole process must have been unbearable to a certain extent.

Although they keep saying that the team is not important, after all, BWP will not be disbanded for the time being, so there will still be some negotiations between teammates.

Song Nuan is young, it's okay to live with her because of her relationship.

But "Limited Relationship" hit the air after all because of the popularity of selling rot and Han Zijing. If the popularity just moved away from his teammates and moved out to live alone, what would these teammates think in their hearts, and what would they look like before and after.

Can Song Nuan really stand up to these overt and secret rejections and malice?

This is all something he has to face alone.

Especially if he didn't break up with Wan Yu'an, then a person who is willing to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger might give Song Nuan some love from his teammates in order to maintain his image.But now, it is estimated that it would be good not to add fire.

Because of the special nature of his profession, Su Changle is not as overwhelmed with work as his little boyfriend.

And as long as he thinks about it when he is free, he will feel very uncomfortable.

Song Nuan is only this year, and most of her peers are still in college. This is the most flamboyant time in her life, so there is no need to be so hostile.

——Even myself, when I was in my early 20s before I became the general manager, I was drinking and clubbing with friends every day, living a carefree life.

Su Changle lowered his head halfway and his gaze was a bit complicated. After a long time, he added another sentence: "You can't get along with them, so I don't want you to live back."

The general manager of the most popular entertainment company in China in recent years now looks a bit like a wronged child.

Song Nuan opened her mouth several times, but in the end nothing came out.

He is not a person who does not know how to praise, of course he knows that Su Changle is worried about himself.

As soon as those few accusatory words were spoken at that time, he already regretted it.

It's just that Wan Yu'an said confidently that he was reluctant to part with the team before, but he still kept it in his mind, and now Su Changle said it again.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that everyone believes that he is indecisive.

In addition, he just remembered that Su Changle had lost his temper before.

The situation at that time was similar to that of now, and it was because of his own stubbornness that he said very unpleasant things, but Su Changle did not react now.

Although it may not be called too angry, but after all, he showed his anger.

Song Nuanzui is stupid, unable to understand these verbally.

He looked at Su Changle's face, pursed his lips and made a lot of determination before reaching out and grabbing Su Changle's.

"I just don't want you to think... I'm just afraid of those people's gossip, not..."

"I see."

Su Changle cared about Song Nuan's current situation, and lost his mind for a while, and when the little guy looked up at him, his eyes were wet.

He kissed lightly on the forehead and sighed again.

"Who is your object? I must be more tolerant than you, a child who is six years younger than me. Wipe away your tears and stop crying. If you drop a drop of golden beans, I will press you one more time at night."

The first half of the sentence seems to be quite affectionate, who would have imagined that the painting style would change suddenly and directly expose the true nature.

Song Nuan was quickly amused, wiped the corners of her eyes and announced seriously: "I really wanted to cry but I didn't really cry." She turned her head and pushed Su Changle onto the soft bed behind her.

——The movements of the hands and the expression on the face both express a point of view.

Who is pressing who.

"Why, do you want to do the opposite today?"

The latter innocently raised his hand to the side of his head, looking even a little expectant: "Don't you like navel oranges?"

To evaluate without personal emotion, Su Changle actually has a face that will definitely be popular in the entertainment industry.

The lines are smooth and the contours are deep, and the body proportions are almost based on the golden ratio.Although the skin is not very white, but when lying here in loose pajamas, the posture is deliberately relaxed.

It's actually very attractive.

Song Nuanping swallowed in vain, holding his face with his hands in a low and hoarse voice.

"Actually, it's not very annoying, especially now... I'm quite curious."