Are you dating online, miss?

Mo Yiyi took He Lu into the office. The office was not too big or small. There were a few long square tables with people sitting on them. There were either computers or documents in front of them.

Seeing the door opened, the people inside raised their heads in unison, and Mo Yiyi simply greeted a few people inside.

Following Mo Yiyi's greeting, the attention of the people inside moved to He Lu beside her. No one made a sound, but the curiosity in their eyes was conveyed directly, which made people nervous.

The hand placed by his side quietly clenched his fist, He Lu calmly took a deep breath to adjust, then raised a smiley face, took out the coffee bought downstairs, and sent it over cup by cup.

"Thank you."

"sorry to bother you."

"It's a small matter, it's cold."

The people in the office are all young and good-looking. He Lu almost wonders whether recruiting people in the film and television industry is based on their appearance. Seeing others thanking her now, He Lu felt that he suddenly thought of giving her a gift downstairs. Bringing coffee is the right thing to bring you closer.

When Mo Yiyi was serving coffee, she walked to a long table, slightly bent her knuckles, and knocked on the table. A man in a plaid sweater raised his head after him.

"Are there any extra computers?" she asked.

"Xiao Li's previous computer was faulty. It was repaired yesterday. There is nothing extra. What's the matter, Mr. Mo, is your computer faulty too?" The man in sweater stood up.

"No." Mo Yiyi pondered for a few seconds, then remembered something, "Bring me a tablet."

"Ok."

She raised her chin towards He Lu's position.

"Give her some fun."

"..."

Immediately, the person at the table who was putting coffee into his mouth choked and coughed violently.

Not only was she alone, but the sweater man standing next to Mo Yiyi who was talking to her, his name was Zhang Xuetao, also had an indescribable expression in an instant, and he glanced at the agile figure actively distributing coffee with an even more inexplicable expression. He quickly adjusted his expression, and replied, "Go and get it."

After a pause, he asked again: "What's the name of this beauty, the newcomer is..."

"My name is He Lu." He Lu just happened to be here, and when he heard him ask, he took the initiative to introduce himself, handed him the last cup of coffee in the box, and rolled his eyes, "Excuse me, what is this cup of coffee for?" You keep it."

"It should be, it should be." Zhang Xuetao took the coffee, and secretly looked at the person in front of him again. In this circle, eyesight is indispensable.He took a sip of his coffee, smiled and said, "It's so warm, thank you."

"You don't need to be so polite." He Lu pursed his lips and waved his hands slightly.

Holding the coffee, Zhang Xuetao moved quickly, handed over an iPad, and placed it in He Lu's hand to signal her to continue.

"..."

He Lu was surprised, and looked sideways at Mo Yiyi.

"Here, just for fun, there are no extra computers here," she said.

Zhang Xuetao was caught off guard, and when he heard the phrase "I'll play for you", the curiosity in his heart could not be contained, and he couldn't help but look at this strange little beauty a few more times.

"Oh, ok." He Lu received it in her hand, she looked at it with the iPad, and said with a smile, "Actually, it's the same as playing with a mobile phone, thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhang Xuetao was very knowledgeable about current affairs, turned his head and briefly talked to Mo Yiyi about work, then returned to his place, continued to look at the computer, and started typing on the keyboard.

"follow me."

Mo Yiyi took He Lu into a small cubicle in the office. There was a door, and the glass was completely transparent. You could clearly see each other's movements inside and outside. The difference was that the small cubicle was much quieter.

He Lu nodded in response, put the tablet on his chest, and followed her in.

As soon as the door is closed, it is immediately left to the infinite reverie outside.

Their boss, that is, Mo Yiyi, a well-known workaholic in the circle, usually does not allow everyone to eat snacks during working hours, thinking that this will affect the work status, so they can only drink milk tea and coffee.

Where the general crew would take care of these things, Mo Yiyi would take care of them.

It's hard for others to say anything, who made her spend a lot of money, the money is enough, and when Mo Yiyi was a screenwriter, he was famously clean in his hands, and there were not many dirty things that other groups seemed to have agreed upon , It is a very good choice for newcomers who want to work hard, or those who have the ability to take the lead.

Tired after tired, better than professional, and very fair.

Such a person brought a person who seemed to have nothing to do with the project today, and even took a tablet to "play with her"? ? ?

Due to the existence of the transparent wall, they could only suppress the raging spirit of gossip in their hearts, tried to pretend to be ordinary, and unanimously, quietly opened the WeChat group that was built in private without Mo Yiyi.

[What's going on, I'm just stunned]

【I also】

[Are you a newcomer? She looks very pretty. She is not aggressive. Female audiences will like it very much, right?]

【It makes sense...】

[Think through your brains, everyone, don't you go to the battle to find newcomers yourself?]

[Is it my sister? 】

【She introduces herself as He Lu】

【Xuetao, didn't you just say something smoothly, stupid, it made us curious】

【…】

[Is it my half-sister? Otherwise, it would be hard for me to imagine that the boss is so gentle with her! ! 】

[An'an, your brain hole is starting to go bloody ==]

Wechat small group water a thousand words, but failed to discuss any results.

I can only sneak a few glances into the cubicle from time to time to satisfy my gossip.

compartment.

Mo Yiyi brought He Lu in, vacated a small half of the table for her and signaled her to use this space, turned on the computer and started working.

Producers are different from screenwriters, and the people and things they deal with can be several orders of magnitude more complicated. Not long after Mo Yiyi sat down, the phone rang one after another.

With novelty in mind, He Lu gestured to her with the script at hand. Seeing her nodding, he opened it and flipped through it. She had only read the script of Thunderstorm, but had never seen the real one.

It's not the same as it is, only the description of the scene and demeanor, and the dialogue jumps out one after another.

For book fans like He Lu who are accustomed to literary description techniques, the script is not very readable, there is no literary and emotional description, and the actor's acting skills are missing, so the sense of substitution is not strong.

He Lu flipped through it for a while, then closed it, took the iPad to scroll through Weibo, flipped through it for a while, and lay down on the table without interest, watching Mo Yiyi's serious appearance when he was on the phone, or Take a look at what the people outside are doing.

In the middle, he also collided with a girl who was looking into the cubicle. Her eyes seemed to be curious about her. He Lu grinned at her with a gentle and harmless smile.

The other party seemed to be embarrassed, and looked away in a panic.

"..."

Oops.

She lowered her head and continued to lie on the table, her eyelids began to sink, and she was a little sleepy.

Frankly speaking, she didn't expect that what Mo Yiyi said before getting the vaccinations should not be boring... turned out to be true.

He Lu was lying here, tapping his fingers on the table lightly, feeling a little bit in a daze when he was waiting for his mother to get off work in the teacher's big office.

He's mother used to be a teacher. At that time, He's father had not been promoted to a high position, and the family's financial conditions were average. He's mother would often pick up He Lu from school first, and then take her to the teacher's office of the school where she taught, and gave her a book. Read children's story books with pinyin, and sit by yourself to correct homework or prepare lessons.

The little He Lu sat obediently next to the large teacher's desk, reading children's books quietly.

Thinking of this, He Lu silently raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yiyi, who was facing the computer with a calm expression and focused eyes. She was still holding a mobile phone in her hand, communicating with the people over there in a low voice, articulating words clearly and speaking very fast.

The sunlight outside the window came in through the blinds, and the beams of light that were folded into thin lines cast a soft yellowish light on the woman's faint profile.

He Lu tilted his head, looking at her like this, felt that time seemed to slow down, and was willing to stay in this peaceful scene for a while longer.

"Tuk-tuk", the door of the compartment was knocked suddenly.

He Lu turned his head and saw a man in casual clothes, young and handsome, and the man's gaze after meeting her was obviously a bit novel.

He Lu looked back at Mo Yiyi, saw that he nodded slightly, and got up to open the door.

"Hi, Yiyi is on the phone, wait a moment."

"Okay, thank you little beauty."

The man's eyes fell on her and went around, as if he came here often, walked to the small reception sofa next to him and sat down, unscrewed a bottle of pure water, raised his legs leisurely, leaned against the sofa, and looked back Mo Yiyi on the phone.

Mo Yiyi tilted his head, raised a hand, palm down, pressed it, gestured and so on.

The man raised the pure water bottle, made a gesture of toasting, and smiled with his lips drawn.

"..."

What a greasy man.

The man's gaze was a bit aggressive like that of a primeval jungle male. He Lu was a little uncomfortable to be watched, but seeing him posing here, he felt very disgusted.

She sat back in her seat angrily.

Mo Yiyi just finished the call, put down the phone, turned towards the sofa, and said, "Liang Shen, let's go to the next office to talk, my friend is here, there is no place for her to sit outside."

It should be to talk about important things, He Lu got up, and wanted to take the initiative to say that he went out for a walk.

Before he could speak, he listened to the man's interface: "Okay, Yiyi."

"...!!!"

Ah, his name is Yiyi!

Yiyi said that her friends call her Mo Yi, didn't he know that he actually called her Yiyi!

He Lu immediately became annoyed, this man is really too greasy!

Liang Shen opened the door, and before going out, he glanced at He Lu, wanting to say goodbye to this little beauty, but was startled by the vague condemnation in her eyes for no reason.

"He Lu, I'll be back later, you play by yourself first." Mo Yiyi walked to the door and turned to He Lu and said.

He Lu nodded, watched the two of them out of the cubicle, saw them out of the big office through the transparent wall, and couldn't see them anymore.

She belatedly realized: Could this be Yiyi's boyfriend?

——Then calling her Yiyi is justifiable.

Thinking of this, He Lu slumped his shoulders in frustration.

Fingers unconsciously draw circles on the table.

In all fairness, that man is young and handsome, well-dressed, and He Lu doesn’t recognize many men’s clothing brands, but he does recognize the brand on the man’s wrist watch—the financial man is very keen on this brand, and he has seen many dinners. I'm familiar with it.

and--

Resentfully and resentfully, she poked her fingertips on the hard tabletop.

Moreover, if a man is Juju's boyfriend, then calling her Yiyi is a matter of course, maybe not greasy.

Besides, maybe the behavior of cheering is a little love between lovers?

So mourning.

He Lu lay limply on the table again, unable to tell whether he was disappointed knowing that Juju had a boyfriend, or disappointed because he thought this man was not good enough for her.

After walking out of the room, Liang Shen smiled in the corridor: "Your friend doesn't seem to like me very much."

Mo Yiyi answered calmly: "Isn't it normal not to like you?"

"..."

Liang Shen's smile instantly froze on his face.

It took Mo Yiyi an hour to go out.

He Lu was bored in the small cubicle, watching some videos casually with his iPad, and then simply clicked on Jinjiang to read the comments on his text. There was no code word last night. Fortunately, she has a manuscript box.

Usually there are not many comments, since she is free now, she will reply one by one.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I just went to talk about project financing."

As soon as the cubicle door opened, He Lu immediately turned his head. Seeing Mo Yiyi close the door, he buckled the iPad, got up and walked to her side.

"Fortunately, I've been replying to comments, I'm not bored." She looked back over Mo Yiyi's shoulder, and there was no greasy man.

Seeing her poking her head, Mo Yiyi wondered, "What are you looking at?"

"That man, he's gone?" He Lu was a little embarrassed when she noticed the little trick, she looked away.

"Ah."

"..."

He Lu really wanted to ask if that was her boyfriend, but she didn't want to say it because it was private.

Mo Yiyi's hesitant expression fell into her eyes, she walked back to the desk, sat down, and saw He Lu sitting down with him, and when the computer was turned on, she immediately asked straightforwardly: "What do you want to say?"

"...Ah, oh," He Lu panicked, wondering why he had been spotted, she hesitated, "Yuyu, do you have a boyfriend...ah?"

"...No." Mo Yiyi finally came to his senses after saying this, and felt dumbfounded, "You think Liang Shen is my boyfriend?"

He Lu was suddenly embarrassed: "No, just ask casually, and I will just ask casually."

Despite the embarrassment, the big rock in my heart fell steadily.

After speaking, I felt that I was trying to cover up, hesitated for a few seconds, and still told the truth.

"Okay, I thought about that a little bit..."

Mo Yiyi lightly raised his eyebrows: "Then?"

"——I just don't think he is good enough for you." He Lu straightened his back, sat upright, and said every word seriously, "You are so good, I don't think many men are good enough for you, really. "

This swearing tone made Mo Yiyi laugh.

She pursed her lips: "I think so too."

Near noon, He Lu thought that he would have a working meal with the people in the office outside, but was called out by Mo Yiyi, and went all the way to her car, which was different from the one in Beijing.

He Lu exclaimed: "You also have a car in Shanghai? The screenwriter really makes money."

"It's rented." Mo Yiyi said concisely, "Get in the car."

The car swung beautifully from the parking space and sped on the road.

It was raining for a while in Shanghai, and the sun finally came out today. The sun shone into the car through the front window with a faint temperature, and the light beige leather chairs had the luster that only genuine leather textures can have.

He Lu sat in the passenger seat, squinting his eyes comfortably, feeling the warmth of the sun.After leaving Beijing, I really miss the northern sun.

The signposts of the boulevard flitted across the field of vision.

He Lu was a little surprised, looked back, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the map software: "Huh? Aren't we going to eat? This is the way to the airport..."

"Go pick up the plane."

He Lu snorted, remembering that he didn't say hello in advance yesterday, and troubled Mo Yiyi to pick him up after ten o'clock in the evening, he felt a little guilty for being late.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Yiyi looked at the rearview mirror as he turned the corner, and glanced at He Lu by the way, "It's so quiet."

"It's nothing, just thank you yesterday. I asked you to pick me up at night." He Lu smiled when he said this, "You are really kind to my friend."

"I usually don't pick up the plane, which delays time and there are too many people at the airport."

"...?"

Mo Yiyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I only pick up important people."

After arriving at the airport, He Lu suddenly had a stomachache.

"You go to pick up the person first, so as not to delay things." He Lu bowed his waist, covered his stomach and waved his hands, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

"Are you alright by yourself?" Mo Yiyi was a little worried and held her arm.

"Fortunately, it's just a stomachache. It should be fine if you go to the toilet. Maybe it's because of drinking."

He Lu's small face was wrinkled due to the pain, and Mo Yiyi sighed when he saw it, and insisted on helping her to the toilet, sent her to the cubicle, and told her through the door.

"Call me later if you need anything."

He Lu hummed.

People came and went outside the door, and after He Lu's abdominal pain relieved, she stood up slowly, pushed open the small door, moved to the sink in small steps, put her hand under the sensor faucet, and the water flowed in response to the sound.

After washing and drying my hands, the phone rang suddenly.

She thought it was Mo Yiyi who called to ask if her stomach was better, but she didn't even look at it and connected directly.

"Lulu, I, I have to tell you something." The voice that popped out from the other end was Fang Yun. Instead of being free and easy in the past, he hesitated suspiciously, "Forget it, let me just talk! I am with Feng Xuezhao Come on, let's laugh as much as you like!"

"—Pfft." He Lu couldn't hold back, laughed a few times, and walked out of the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Feng Xuezhao is Fang Yun's childhood friend. After the college entrance examination, Fang Yun came to Beijing and Feng Xuezhao went to Shanghai.

On the day Fang Yun came to Beijing to report, he was accompanied by a thin and taciturn boy. At that time, He Lu was very impressed by the figure of the boy carrying luggage between the fourth floor and the first floor in silence from a long distance.

Most of the others are parents, only Fang Yun has no elders around him, only a boy of similar age.

"I'm a pony." Fang Yun said so when introducing people.

The boy stood beside her, and he was not angry when he heard this, and quietly pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He Lu and Zhao Ziyi said many times that Feng Xuezhao must like her, but Fang Yun stared and said he didn't believe it, how could Ma Zi have the face to covet Big Brother?

And today...

Many scenes that Fang Yun categorically denied popped up in He Lu's mind, which was really vivid.

While answering the phone with a smile, she walked to the arrival gate of the flight as Mo Yiyi had said before.

"I told you earlier that you still don't believe me. You two have wasted several years in vain. I didn't figure it out until I graduated from graduate school. I really feel heartbroken for Feng Xuezhao." He Luwei raised his head and looked for the sign.

"Your heart aches for him? Is there any mistake, are you my friend or his friend?" Fang Yun said angrily, as if he was a little unwilling to be said, and he became the unresponsive person, but it was inevitable that he didn't miss it. Fortunately.

"It's your friend." He Lu found the location, and the sign reminded him to go a little further and turn right.

She followed the prompt and turned to the right, and asked with a smile, "Then how did you discover your feelings for him?"

"Isn't it his family? You know that people in our place get married very early, regardless of whether they have money or not. It is said that his family arranged a blind date for him when he was a freshman. Our parents know each other very well, and we began to think that we would grow up together. He wanted to arrange me, I was definitely not happy at that time! I refused, and later I heard that Feng Xuezhao also refused. But his grandfather fell ill this year, and the doctor said that he would not live for another year, and his family started a blind date again."

There was a crowd of people in front of him, He Lu held his mobile phone, staggered away from the crowd, and walked forward according to the instructions of the sign.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and the smile on his face gradually condensed like the frost on the green leaves in the morning.

Tens of meters away, Mo Yiyi was standing very close to a man, his usual indifferent expression was gone, and the smile on his face was shining brightly.

The man was a head taller than her, also smiled, raised his hand and stretched it out, as if to rub her hair, but Mo Yiyi dodged it.

He withdrew his hand and didn't seem to feel embarrassed, because Mo Yiyi was still smiling, and because the next second, the two hugged gently.

He Lu froze on the spot, not moving forward.

Fang Yun's voice was still in the receiver.

"You don't even know. At that time, I knew that guy actually went on a blind date. I was so pissed off that I killed him. Standing outside the coffee shop, I saw him sitting face to face with a girl, Lulu. From that moment on, I Know I'm done."

"I can't even imagine the scene where he and a girl are sitting face to face in an emotional coffee shop. I can't imagine how I would react when he actually married someone else. Am I owed? You don't need to say that I myself I think so."

"Just watching him quietly drink coffee and eat cake with a girl, I can imagine a 20-episode series where they hug, kiss, get married and have children. I was standing outside the coffee shop in tears. I was afraid that he would see it, so I didn't dare to go in. I'm so angry when I think about it, I'm leaving in a hurry."

"Anyway, I feel that I can only hold my pony's hand, I can only hold it, and the baby's mother can only be me."

"What about you, why are you silent? Hello?"

He Lu's voice was light and ethereal: "I'm listening..."

"Sisters admit it, possessiveness is love." Fang Yun concluded in this way.

Is possessiveness...

It was gradually difficult for He Lu to breathe.

His gaze was still tens of meters away.

The two hugged briefly, and then separated, still talking and laughing, with indescribable intimacy.

She suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and worried that Liang Shen would be Mo Yiyi's boyfriend.

In terms of resemblance, the one in front of me is obviously more alike.

Needless to say, he is handsome, his gestures are full of gentlemanliness, his smile is clear and shallow, and the eyes that fall on Mo Yiyi are peaceful and warm.

From a distance, it looks really good.

As soon as this thought came out, He Lu silently raised his hand, and stroked his heart that was beginning to ache.

From this moment on, she has understood that she can no longer look at the emotion that doesn't know when it started as a friend, but can no longer distort and use it to paralyze her emotions.