I have nothing to do

32.

Cheng Xinyuan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and didn't start the car immediately. He pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly and said, "That's a simple plan, right? My co-pilot only takes my girlfriend."

"Oh, then I'll sit in the back." Jian Ce didn't react much. After speaking, he opened the passenger door and got out of the car, and then opened the rear door to sit with Yan Yu.

Cheng Xinyuan intended to tease Jian Ce to make him feel embarrassed, but before he could say anything, he left, and instead he sat here stupidly looking at the two people sitting next to each other in the rearview mirror.

"Old...Cheng...Brother is joking." Yan Yu explained to Jian Ce in a low voice, "He just likes to joke, don't mind."

"I'm fine." There was no trace of anger on Jian Ce's face, and he smiled consolingly at Yan Yu, "I was just afraid that it would be bad for Cheng Dao to drive in front, yes I take the liberty."

Cheng Xinyuan was listening to the two chatting in front, the more he listened, the more unpleasant he was, he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "How did Xiaoyan know that I was joking, I thought at the beginning that I would leave the co-pilot to my beloved once I had a car, didn't you Ever heard that song? I'll have your special seat in my car, my—"

"Hey! Xinyuan, you didn't leave! It's just right! Take me to the set!"

As soon as Cheng Xinyuan sang half a line, Director Wang opened the passenger door from the side and sat in.

"Look at what I'm doing, let's go." Director Wang turned to look at Cheng Xinyuan, and found that Cheng Xinyuan was staring at him fiercely, "What... what's wrong? Inconvenient?"

"Nima..."

"Why are you still swearing?! Go away!"

Director Wang and Cheng Xinyuan have known each other for seven or eight years, and they know that this person is a typical person who eats hard but not soft, and he doesn't know what's going on today—"Huh?!" Director Wang glanced at the rearview mirror, only to find that the back seat was still sitting Two people.

"Isn't this Xiaoyan? Cheng Xinyuan said you were sick, why did you come out?"

Yan Yu and the old Taoist Weng Chi had been together for a long time, and he was familiar with Director Wang. He pursed his lips and smiled, saying that he was much better, and went out to see the beauty under the snow and his classmates.

"Oh, this is your classmate?" Director Wang saw a handsome young man sitting next to Yan Yu, with a straight back and a faint smile on his face. Overall, he looked very comfortable.

"Director Wang, hello, my name is Jian Ce, and I'm Yan Yu's classmate."

"Oh, hello hello, do you know me?"

"Yes, I have always liked you very much. I have seen all your films. I am an actor."

"Ah, actor, no wonder you're so handsome." Director Wang smiled at Jian Ce in the rearview mirror, "I seem to remember, did you act in an experimental drama a few years ago? It's called—"

"blue."

"Blue" is the only experimental drama that Jian Ce has acted in. At that time, his college classmates were engaged in experimental dramas but couldn't find a good actor. At that time, Jian Ce had just graduated and was still in high spirits. Yes, the play has been lined up for a long time and performed for a long time, but there are very few people watching it, and the least number of shows is only three audiences.

Three audiences, they still have to interact with the audience, Jian Ce doesn’t know what the other actors think, it’s the first time he feels the fear of no one watching without the audience, so he never touches it again after performing this experimental drama Through related things, he is afraid of the powerless sense of loss:

His emotions poured out without applause.

"I saw one, in Jiangzhou." Director Wang stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Xinyuan's thigh, "Didn't I send it to you?! They performed very well at that time!"

"Fuck, I'm driving!" Cheng Xinyuan held the steering wheel and looked up at Jian Ce in the rearview mirror. Jian Ce happened to be looking at him too, with a smile on his face but no warmth in his eyes.

On the other hand, Yan Yu, who was sitting on the side, lowered his head slightly, blushed, and was still giggling, anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was going on.

Not promising, Cheng Xinyuan thought angrily, isn't it because he is more handsome?What is there to like about this kind of person who can tell at a glance that he is full of ghosts?

Yan Yu looks shy and timid like a little girl in love, let alone a fever, it is probably an amputation, as long as this classmate named Jian Ce speaks, Yan Yu will follow him in the wheelchair.

Because he was in a bad mood, Cheng Xinyuan didn't bother to say anything, so he drove the car and listened to Lao Wang and the others chatting one by one.

Jian Ce can be regarded as a person who speaks well. He doesn't talk too much, so that he won't make people feel noisy or indifferent. At least his behavior in front of Old Wang is quite normal, and he can be regarded as neither humble nor overbearing.

Some young actors lean forward when they see the director, they talk so densely that people want to sew his mouth shut, and some are just the opposite, they hide from people when they see them, their eyes flicker, and when they are pulled to the front, they can't hit a single one Shit, every time Cheng Xinyuan sees such a person, he will slander him with such a personality, why bother to suffer in the entertainment industry...

But speaking well is only the basic quality of a qualified actor. Cheng Xinyuan looked at Jian Ce who was sitting in the back seat and was whispering to Yan Yu. He could only give Jian Ce a [-] or [-] in terms of appearance, and nothing more. He told Weng Chi that Jian Ce was a bit vulgar before, he was not joking, he really thought so.

How do you say that, beauty is beauty, there is no soul.

Jian Ce is an actor who doesn't look so soulful, and not so beautiful.

Thinking of Weng Chi, Cheng Xinyuan suddenly thought, why did Weng Chi know that Yan Yu's classmate is Jian Ce?Have they met before?Did Yan Yu introduce Jian Ce to Weng Chi behind his back?

Thinking of this, Cheng Xinyuan's already irritable mood was even worse. He felt that Weng Chi and Yan Yu had a secret behind his back, a secret that belonged only to them. Although Jian Ce is a living person, it might only be a matter of time before he knows Jian Ce. , but Cheng Xinyuan felt uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that he was being placed on the scale, and then he was lifted high.

The studio was not too far from the hotel, and Cheng Xinyuan arrived after a short drive. After he put Lao Wang down, the car also parked at the crew's side, and further inside was the scenic spot, so it was not easy to drive in.

The snow was a little lighter, and Cheng Xinyuan and Yan Yujiance walked to the Song Palace Scenic Area. Although it was snowing heavily, there were many tourists on the road, and many of them were wearing Hanfu and holding oil-paper umbrellas, making everyone here A feeling of passing through.

Although it was not the first time for Cheng Xinyuan to come to Huanshan, but every time he came to visit or help out, he had never really visited here. Today, he followed Yan Yu and the others stop and go, but he also visited more than half of the scenic spot.

On the way, Jian Ce also talked to him, but not much, Cheng Xinyuan was indifferent to Jian Ce, and Jian Ce was also indifferent to him, but Yan Yu was more excited than usual, it could be seen that he really liked the current scenery, I kept shooting all the way.

Walking to a private house, there are plum blossoms sticking out of the branches outside the wall, and a few red plum blossoms are trembling on it.

Cheng Xinyuan didn't know whether it was because the tree grew too tall or the courtyard wall was built too short, but the plum blossoms bloomed outside the wall, white snow and red plums, really beautiful.

With a blushing face, Yan Yu leaned over with his mobile phone, begging Cheng Xinyuan to take a photo with Jian Ce.

Cheng Xinyuan saw that Jian Ce was waiting there with his pockets under the wall, his eyes were full of alienation, and he thought something bad was going to happen to Yan Yu, a fool.

Cheng Xinyuan didn't pick up Yan Yu's phone. He said that his phone took good pictures, and he had already set it up, so he just used his phone to take pictures and sent them to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu nodded, said thank you, and walked back to Jian Ce with a blushing face.

Jian Ce is tall, Yan Yu is short, Jian Ce is casually stuffed in his pockets, while Yan Yu is sticking his hands tightly to the trouser line, the picture is not harmonious no matter how you look at it.

But Yan Yu smiled sweetly, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and Jian Ce also put on a smile, her eyes shone brightly into the camera.

Cheng Xinyuan took a few photos, chose a good one and sent it to Yan Yu, and then he sent another copy to Weng Chi.

As expected, Weng Chi sent a message very quickly. He didn't ask about the photo, but asked Cheng Xinyuan to book a room for him and he would arrive early tomorrow morning.

[Do you want to be in such a hurry? 】

[Can you not be in a hurry to chase someone? 】

[You came to find your fishing expert? 】

【right. 】

【Where is he? 】

[In the photo. 】