Are you dating online, miss?

He Lu was brought to the venue of the press conference by Lu Mingming, and he chose a position not in front of the back, leaning against the wall, very close to the door.

"Sister Mo told you to sit here. If you don't want to stay here, it's very close to the door, so there's little movement when you go out." Lu Mingming signaled her, and raised his finger to the door.

"Got it, thank you."

He Lu nodded, and sat down obediently, with his handbag on his lap.Seeing that Lu Mingming was about to turn around when he lifted the bag, she said, "Huh?"

Lu Mingming followed the sound and turned around: "What's the matter?"

"Where are you sitting?"

He Lu was still a little nervous. It was the first time he came to such an occasion, and the seat next to him was still vacant. He didn't know what kind of person would be sitting there.

She originally thought that Mo Yiyi was the screenwriter, so she should be able to sit with her, but now looking at the rectangular table on the stage in the front row, and the small plates with names, she must be sitting in the front.

She pursed her lower lip and looked at Lu Mingming expectantly.

Lu Mingming has been a professional make-up artist in the entertainment industry for several years, and has met all kinds of people. He basically knows what kind of temperament this person is after meeting him a few times.

There are really not many people like He Lu.

The girl looked at her eyes, with a bit of embarrassment and caution in anticipation, and her thoughts were vividly displayed on her face.

Lu Mingming smiled heartily: "What are you afraid of? The area where you sit is full of decent people, uh..."

She was stuck for a moment, the word "decent person" was probably inappropriate, as if she was implying that people sitting in other places were not serious.

But it is also true.

The seat Sister Mo arranged for her friend is the staff reserve area. If there is not enough manpower that day, she will borrow a few people from other entertainment companies and sit here.They are all people in the circle, and they know each other well.

"—Anyway, you can rest assured. Besides, Sister Mo is still sitting in front."

"Um……"

He Lu tried his best to calm himself down, and smiled slightly at Lu Mingming: "I see, thank you for the makeup you put on me today, the technique is really good."

The corners of Lu Mingming's mouth curled up. He listened to too many compliments. Sometimes he knew it was a false compliment, but He Lu's tone and eyes were too sincere when he spoke, and she couldn't help being happy. The girl in front of her seemed to have an unbearable Good magic to her.

She opened the big bag, found a tin box, opened it and grabbed a handful of hard fruit candies, and handed it to He Lu involuntarily, winking at her in He Lu's surprised eyes.

"The press conference is super boring. It will relieve your boredom. It's delicious."

"Thank you." He Lu folded his palms together to cover Little Candy, and raised his head with a bright smile, "You are so kind."

"Small things, you love to say thank you so much." Lu Mingming waved his hands casually, picked up the big bag again, and turned around, "I still have work, let's go first, bye."

He Lu randomly chose a candy, opened it, and put the candy into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste moderately diluted a little nervousness, and she couldn't help laughing happily.

The handbag suddenly shook a few times.

She took out her phone, it was WeChat.

【Yiyi: What are you laughing at? 】

He Lu raised his head in surprise, and saw the lead actor, director and Mo Yiyi of the group on the red carpet coming on stage one after another, sitting at a small table facing downwards.

Mo Yiyi seemed to expect her to look over, his eyes seemed to be looking down, he turned half a circle around the venue, stopped for a while when he came to He Lu, pursed his lips calmly, then looked away, frankly Looking carefully at the reporter area, he smiled and greeted.

This man is still watching me.

I looked at it and pretended not to see it.

He Lu smiled secretly in his heart, his face became calm, and he tapped the screen seriously.

[I have horns on my head: I won’t tell you~]

After typing, she put away her phone and calmly looked back to the stage, this time directly meeting Mo Yiyi's gaze.

He Lu clearly saw her tap the phone screen on the table with her fingertips, and Mo Yiyi's face changed, so He Lu followed suit, and couldn't tell what was funny, but felt that seeing her change of face was too real delightful.

She struck while the iron was hot and sent the emoji.

[I have horns on my head: a little bit~]

[I have horns on my head: [You hit me, jpg]]

At this moment, Mo Yiyi didn't hold back, a smile escaped from her pursed lips.

He Lu laughed even more while holding his mobile phone. If there was no one around, he would be laughing so hard that the flower branches would tremble.

But because there were people around, she could only hold back as much as she could, holding back her laughter until her shoulders trembled slightly.

I'm so childish and boring.

But just happy.

She grinned as she thought.

The phone vibrated again, it was still WeChat.

【Yiyi: Wait. 】

After the press conference was over, He Lu followed Mo Yiyi's WeChat message and stood by the corridor behind the nearest door, waiting for her to come over.

After the press conference, there was supposed to be a buffet dinner.

It is also important to say that it is important to be able to have close contact with media people and build a good relationship.

It is not important to say that it is not important, there are many ways and opportunities to build a good relationship, and there is no rush for this moment.

He Lu's flight was rescheduled until early in the morning, and Mo Yiyi was about to be sent off, so he told the others that something was up and left early.

When she walked to the place agreed with He Lu, she saw He Lu standing alone behind the door, half of her body was covered by the door, she didn't play with her mobile phone, she just stood there innocently, because she was wearing a small dress, and was often passed by passing people People look at it.

When Mo Yiyi walked over, there even happened to be a cleaner asking He Lu for his autograph, and the cleaner decided that He Lu was a starlet who had just debuted.

He Lu blushed and explained at a loss that Bao Jie believed that she was a star, and she wanted to take a photo with her even if she didn't give up.

"This auntie, she is really not, you have identified the wrong person."

Mo Yiyi approached, couldn't bear to see her unable to evade it alone, so he helped explain.Although the tone is light, it is very firm.

"Isn't it true, girls are so beautiful." Bao Jie muttered unwillingly, and was forced by Mo Yiyi's aura, turned and left.

He Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and took Mo Yiyi's arm affectionately: "It's a good thing you're here, she won't believe anything I say. How can you believe her when you say it?"

"Who made you have a face that makes people want to be bullied." Mo Yiyi said.

"..."

He Lu let go of his holding arms at once, pursed his lips, pretended to hold the handbag and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I specially left some candies for you, don't want to eat them!"

Mo Yiyi laughed: "Let's go, let's take you to change clothes first, and let's have some supper."

Speaking of this, He Lu was really hungry.

It's past ten o'clock now, it's not easy to find a place to eat, so Mo Yiyi took her to another private restaurant.

Quiet, the dishes are more healthy.

It was much better than a buffet dinner, and she didn't have to deal with socializing. She knew that He Lu didn't like that kind of occasion.

The two chatted while eating.

He Lu naturally chatted about the press conference that just ended, without the slightest drowsiness in his eyes at this point in time, and his eyes were full of excitement.

She said: "You are actually a producer. I thought you were a screenwriter and I was worried that if you took me there, the boss would be unhappy. Huh, you didn't even tell me." Thinking of something, she became even more annoyed, " And oh, you still have the nerve to say that the boss is very nice, you are the boss, boasting about yourself, tsk tsk, you have such a thick skin and walls."

Mo Yiyi looked at her and smiled, but said nothing.

He Lu held his chin and asked seriously, "Although the producer sounds very good, he probably doesn't know how to write scripts. I don't know why, but I have a little regret."

She searched Mo Yiyi's encyclopedia in her free time, and among the episodes listed on the page, there were some she had watched and some she hadn't.

Most of the results are good, most of them are TV dramas that can be starred, and there are three TV dramas that are the most popular TV dramas of the year.

"Your introduction on the encyclopedia is very good. Thinking about the loss of a great screenwriter in the future, I just..." She sighed, "It feels a bit pity."

"It's a pity I can't create a story?"

He Lu nodded.

Mo Yiyi put down his chopsticks, crossed his hands on the table, and slowly analyzed with her: "Lu Lu, you have confused a concept. The script is not a creation, it is a purely commercial work."

"Hey, you called me Lulu?" He Lu turned his attention away.

Mo Yiyi pursed his lips and looked at her helplessly.

He Lu forced himself to pull back again: "Okay, why do you say that the script is not creation, and it is a story as well."

"The current environment in the entertainment industry is like this. Capital has the final say. Investors pay, producers find actors, dig out good scripts, and manage the entire project as a whole. Everything is guided by ratings, so there is an era of traffic. Of course, in What you said in the analysis in the last article is quite right, the era when traffic is king has passed, and now it is the era when content is king, but there are some things in genes that cannot be changed.”

Mo Yiyi fiddled with his chopsticks and sighed slightly.

"When I first started this business, I was not used to it. Whether it was my own or someone else's scripts, some of them I thought were very good, but they never got the recognition they deserved, and they couldn't even be sold. Because there was no eye-catching point, This breaking point is not the plot turning point you think. Let me give you an example from last year. I have a friend in the media who is in charge of IP operations. The leader asked her to hoard IPs. She found some good ones and put them up. Not long after that, One of them has a plagiarism scandal."

"In the end, the leader made a decision and bought the copyright of the movie that was exposed as plagiarism."

Hearing this, He Lu stared blankly: "...Why? What does this boss think? The show has a bad reputation before it's filmed. Don't you worry about being hacked?"

Mo Yiyi smiled lightly: "Why should you worry? Being hacked is also traffic. They are not afraid of being hacked, but they are afraid of being silent. If they can be scolded every day on the hot search, every boss will be happy to buy such a Copyright. That’s the market.”

"..."

He Lu had an expression as if he had eaten a fly.

Mo Yiyi was still smiling, and the smile was a bit of a sigh.

She went on to say: "Then invite some idols with a lot of fans to play, and wait for the anti-plagiarism people to criticize and popularize the plagiarism. Naturally, fans will protect the idols and persuade the anti-plagiarism people not to go crazy, and to treat books and dramas separately. "

"........."

Mo Yiyi watched He Lu's mood sink, his delicate makeup couldn't hide the low pressure, and he tapped his knuckles on the table until He Lu raised his eyes again.

She smiled again, this time it could be called warmth.

"You asked me why I want to transform into a film producer. This is the reason. Even if the strength is meager, I hope to give those good stories written with heart a chance. After writing market-oriented scripts for so many years, I am more and more convinced that there is no fate destined to hit the street. The script can only be announced by the director, actors and post-production who will let the script hit the street."

He Lu's expression gradually changed following what she said, from mourning through the heart of the earth to a pious believer who seemed to have seen a god and Buddha descend into the world.

"..."

Mo Yiyi couldn't get used to being stared at with sticky eyes, so she couldn't help knocking on the table again: "What are you looking at?"

"I..." He Lu began, controlling his turbulent emotions.

She adjusted her breathing and said again: "I admire you very much. In fact, it was only after I worked that I realized that there are so many unsatisfactory things in this world, but not everyone wants to fight like you, and I am really trying to start in that direction Shock."

She thought about her hesitation for nearly a year to change careers, and then thought about Mo Yiyi's decisiveness.

"You are really good." She sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Mo Yiyi glanced to the side.

He Lu followed his gaze and saw that there was his handbag there, but nothing else.

Mo Yiyi tilted his head, raised his chin slightly, and tapped the handbag in the air.

"Now, would you like to give me a piece of your candy?"

Ah, this man is real.

He Lu burst out laughing, picked up the handbag and handed it over with both hands, smiling so brightly that his small white teeth were shining.

"Give you, give you all."

Mo Yiyi took the handbag, unceremoniously opened it, took one apart, and put it in his mouth.

A little thing I haven't eaten for a long time, it tastes good.

She remembered the Golden CP competition and asked, "Your serialization was marked as the end of the main text yesterday, are you planning to write a side story?"

He Lu was pleasantly surprised again: "Are you still watching?"

Mo Yiyi nodded.

He Lu felt very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Then I will write more episodes."

"Yes." Mo Yiyi agreed, and also made a suggestion, "Just don't forget to complete the new article."

"..."

This friend is stricter than the editor.

He Lu rested his chin in distress, letting his face be crushed in the palm of his hand.

"I have to write a side story, I have to write a WeChat manuscript, and I have to prepare a new article... so tired..."

She raised her eyes, and her hopeful eyes fell to the opposite side at the right time, her smile was half shy and half sly: "Is there any reward for working so hard?"

Mo Yiyi was taken aback, reward?

Before he could speak, He Lu said softly, "When I come to Shanghai next time, can you accompany me to Disneyland? I want to go with you."

Mo Yiyi: "..."

Is it her delusion?

Now that He Lu is acting like a baby to himself in front of him, his technique is really more and more skillful.

Before leaving, He Lu and Mo Yiyi went back to the hotel and took off their makeup.

I'm going to board the plane later, so it's not suitable to wear this obvious banquet makeup.

After removing makeup and changing into comfortable and loose clothes, He Lu began to pack his luggage.

After only two days in Shanghai, she almost didn't want to go back. Fortunately, the flight was still early, so she deliberately packed slowly.

It's a pity that she came in a hurry and didn't have any luggage, and what Mo Yiyi bought for her was what she wanted to take away.

Even if she deliberately procrastinates, there are so few things that she can't start, and she can't find a chance to procrastinate.

At this moment, I can only hug a few bottles and cans, and say, "Yiyi, you gave these to me. Let me help you take them back to the room."

"Don't bother, I'll come."

He Lu protected the bottles and cans, and took a small step back: "I'm coming, I've got all of them... I'm afraid I'll drop them when I hand them to you."

Mo Yiyi withdrew his hand and picked up the bag that He Lu packed: "Then let's go."

The rooms of the two are not far from each other, and they will arrive within a dozen meters.

"drop--"

The door swiped open, and Mo Yiyi inserted the card to turn on the light.

He Lu followed behind her, walking in, the layout was exactly the same, going in the direction of the bathroom according to memory.

"...I'll help you set it up."

When passing by the big bed, she stopped in her footsteps.

Seeing her stop, Mo Yiyi asked, "What's wrong?"

He Lu's eyes still fell on the large bed, the shape of the bed was exactly the same, but the sheets and the quilt and pillowcase of this big bed were obviously different, with a light grid texture.

Mo Yiyi followed her line of sight and understood, and explained: "I'm used to sleeping in my own bed sheet and quilt cover, and I will change into my own when I go to the hotel."

"Do you change it every time?"

"I don't change after staying for one day, I wear pajamas. I only change after two days or more."

He Lu wowed: "You really like to be clean, and my mother is also a clean freak."

Mo Yiyi never thought she had a cleanliness addiction, so she corrected her: "It's not a cleanliness addiction, just be a little more careful than ordinary people, that's all."

He Lu pursed his lips: "Okay, that's all."

Mo Yiyi took the bottles from her arms and walked to the bathroom.

Throw the next sentence lightly.

"I'm used to sleeping naked, so naturally I should pay more attention. It's just basic hygiene common sense."

Naked, naked sleep?

He Lu stared blankly at the bed where he was, and the spring dream that had been suppressed in his memory suddenly emerged with the wind.

Immediately, his face turned into a big tomato.

She covered her face and despised herself deeply.