Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Jiang Yingzhou smiled helplessly, and cut off a decayed and withered yellow flower and the residual branch of the triangular orchid branch.

"Yuan Yuan, there is one thing you must always understand," Jiang Yingzhou said lightly, "I am already old."

His voice was very calm, as if he had been mixed into the passing wind at this moment, overturning the withered yellow branches, leaves and petals that fell on the ground, and fell to the ground again.

"Everyone who can still be by your side should be cherished."

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

The breeze caressed the broken hair beside her temples, outlining this finely carved face.

How could she not understand what Jiang Yingzhou said?

He is getting older and older, and his health is getting worse day by day.In the past, he was arrogant and disobedient, always meddling in Jiang Yuan's life and various choices, always comparing with Jiang Yuan to see who could afford more cameras.

Even when Jiang Songhai occasionally went out to see his grandfather and grandson, and Jiang Yuan showed closeness to Jiang Songhai, Jiang Yingzhou would drive Jiang Songhai aside jealously.

But now, he hopes that Jiang Yuan will cherish everyone.

Even the woman who went far away, or Jiang Songhai who now regards Jiang Yuan as a thorn in his flesh...they are all related to Jiang Yuan by blood from the beginning to the end.

They can spend more time with her, and Jiang Yuan deserves their support and recognition.

But in Jiang Yuan's heart, those two people are no longer qualified to make a decision on her choice.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan has been silent, the expression on his face seems calm, but Jiang Yingzhou knows very well that his precious granddaughter's heart is already turbulent at this moment.

Family will always be the thorn in Jiang Yuan's heart.

Cut continuously and cannot be pulled out.You can only let it get deeper and deeper with time.

"Go back and have a good rest." Jiang Yingzhou pretended to be relaxed and said, "I have to rush to the First exhibition tomorrow morning, right?"

Jiang Yuan calmed down and nodded.

"We are still nominated."

Jiang Yingzhou smiled and said, "It seems that you are full of confidence in this film?"

"Because this is Ono's script."

Hearing what Jiang Yuan said, Jiang Yingzhou couldn't say anything for a while.

Jiang Yuan can be regarded as being brought up by him alone, and he was born with the arrogant and noble temperament of an artist.

It's rare to see her praising someone's script so firmly.

Jiang Yingzhou cut off another flower branch.

"I hope you and that little girl can go on well."

"Grandpa didn't know how to praise you. He praised Xinye's script because he was afraid that you would be proud." Fu Yu followed Jiang Yuan and left the small garden on the top floor. The techniques are not as good as yours."

Fu Yu thought that Jiang Yuan's sad appearance was because Jiang Yingzhou only approved of Xin Ye.

So she saw the needles, and wanted to say something nice to make Jiang Yuan feel better.

Maybe let Jiang Yuan give her a good face.

However, Jiang Yuan only stretched his brows, and still did not cast a glance on her.

"Do you want to know the ranking? I'll ask grandpa for you." Fu Yu said spontaneously again.

"No need." Jiang Yuan raised his hand to stop her, signaling that she doesn't have to follow him anymore, "I'm going back to rest."

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, and put his hands on the back of Jiang Yuan's, thinking he was full of encouragement: "Then you have a good rest, and I will always be with you when you go to the exhibition tomorrow."

Jiang Yuan withdrew his hand, a little disgusted by other people's touch.

But she didn't want to sweep away Fu Yu's kindness.

"Thank you." She said lightly, turned around and walked to the second floor, opened the door of the room and walked in.

Fu Yu was still standing at the stairs on the second and third floors, holding on to the carved mahogany handrail, suppressing the tenderness in her eyes, and cast her eyes coldly and viciously at the room of Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye.

Her fingernails left several scratches on the banister.

The next day.

After a night of rest and recuperation, everyone in the crew gathered outside the gate of the small house looking refreshed.

Mu Sanwei has dispatched several private cars of his family to wait outside the door, waiting for everyone to arrive before setting off together.

"Have you brought your admission tickets? If you don't bring them, you won't be able to enter the First Exhibition." Mu Sanwei looked around at the group members who had arrived first, and reminded.

It was a rare time that Xin Ye was not late, and hurried to Jiang Yuan's side, holding her arm and panting.

Hearing Mu Sanwei's reminder, Xin Ye subconsciously reached for his small backpack, his expression froze on his face.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan slightly lowered his head to look at the complicated and tangled face.

"...Didn't bring the admission ticket?"

Xin Ye looked up at her with bright eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "Okay... I seem to have forgotten it on the table..."

The building block didn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud "hahaha".

"Just now I wanted to praise Xiaoye for not being late once, but he actually forgot something? Hahaha... Oh shit, what did you do to hit me, Mu!"

Ji Mu rubbed his head, which had been severely punched, and stared deflatedly at Mu Sanwei standing beside him.

Mu Sanwei raised his fist in front of his eyes and threatened: "Do you dare to talk too much?"

The building block beeped softly, and had to shut up unconvinced.

Jiang Yuan touched Xin Ye's little head: "I forgot too, go back and get it for you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan turned around and walked towards the house.

Jiang Yingzhou had already sat in the front passenger seat of the diamond black Porsche, looking out the window at Jiang Yuan who turned away with a smile on his eyes.

"Hey, when did Yuanyuan become so sloppy?"

There was no one in the driver's seat, Xin Ye stood by the car and listened to Jiang Yingzhou's words.

She also looked at the black figure who had trotted into the room, and gradually felt a warm feeling in her heart.

When Jiang Yuan walked up to the second floor, he caught a glimpse of a figure in a guest room.

But she didn't pay much attention to it, and just walked straight to her and Xin Ye's room.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the entrance invitation ticket framed with navy blue patterns on the table, and the outer envelope was wide open, looking like a mouth that couldn't close.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help a slight smile from the corner of his mouth.

She seemed to be able to imagine Xin Ye hurriedly packing up his things and sprinting out of the room in order not to be late, like a little rabbit being cornered.

After putting the admission ticket in his cross-body bag, Jiang Yuan tidied up the hair on his sideburns and walked out of the room.

"Stop pestering me...it's time for us to reconcile with everyone."

A familiar female voice sounded in the corridor.

Jiang Yuan looked up.

Outside the guest room diagonally opposite, Fu Yu was standing there in embarrassment, her wrist seemed to be tightly held by a man.

It wasn't until the man walked out of the room that Jiang Yuan recognized who he was.

It was the actor who played the role of the captain's son in the crew, named Sang Wen.

Sang Wen was a young man they found who had a wild and handsome look like a Tibetan. Because of his outstanding acting skills, Jiang Yuan rarely NGed when filming this film, and the filming went very smoothly.

But now... what's going on?

Fu Yu turned her head and saw Jiang Yuan, as if seeing a life-saving straw, her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Xiao Yuan!"

There was a slight tremor in that soft and warm voice, as if he wanted Jiang Yuan to ask for help.

"You haven't left yet? Wait for me to come with you."

When Sang Wen heard that Fu Yu called Jiang Yuan, he was a little nervous for a moment, and quickly let go of his hand, watching the plump woman with excellent temperament running towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan only glanced at Sang Wen's obscure eyes and movements, then pursed his lips tightly.

She looked at Fu Yu who was running towards her, and nodded to her: "Let's go."

Fu Yu let out a long sigh of relief, and followed Jiang Yuan's steps downstairs.

On the way out of the house, Fu Yu tentatively raised her hand to grab Jiang Yuan's arm to seek a sense of security, but seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't seem to want her to touch her, she could only plead, "I'll just hold your arm." Sleeves, okay? I'm just a little scared..."

Jiang Yuan paused and glanced at her indifferently.

It seemed that there was some helpless irritability, but she still raised her elbow towards Fu Yu: "Don't touch me."

Fu Yu seemed very moved, and raised her hand to grab the short cuffs of Jiang Yuan's functional T-shirt.

The two walked out one after another like this.

Xin Ye saw Jiang Yuan who went in alone just now, and now came out with Fu Yu behind him.

Looking at Fu Yu's shy appearance, it seemed as if she was protected by Jiang Yuan, her eyes were full of dependence and admiration for Jiang Yuan.

Xin Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his grip on the chain of his satchel.

The other actor looked around and asked in confusion, "Where's Sang Wen? Why hasn't he come yet? He's the only one missing."

Jiang Yuan remained silent, and walked towards the diamond black Porsche with Fu Yu.

When he walked in front of Xin Ye, Jiang Yuan asked Fu Yu to let go, turned around and asked, "Can you still drive?"

Fu Yu looked courteous and sensible, soothed her chest, and raised a gentle smile at Jiang Yuan.

"Don't worry, I can do it."

Only then did Jiang Yuan nod, and opened the back seat door to look at Xin Ye: "Let's go, let's get in the car."

Xin Ye got into the car with the door Jiang Yuan opened, and she didn't look back at Jiang Yuan until the car started.

She couldn't tell what feeling was spreading in her heart.

Ever since he saw Jiang Yuan and Fu Yu coming out together, seeing Fu Yu clenching Jiang Yuan's cuffs tightly, and Jiang Yuan caring about Fu Yu's ability to drive... Xin Ye's mood became more and more depressed every time.

Through the rearview mirror, Jiang Yingzhou saw the seemingly invisible distance between Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye.

Judging from his decades of experience... it should be that his good granddaughter's little girlfriend is jealous?

He chuckled a few times: "Yuyu, why did you come out so late?"

Fu Yu was driving, and when he heard Jiang Yingzhou's question, he hesitated to speak.

Jiang Yuan behind him didn't seem to want to answer either.

Jiang Yingzhou was puzzled: "What? What embarrassing things happened?"

"It's nothing, grandpa." Fu Yu shook her head and smiled at him, "You know I haven't been in good health since I was a child, and I was just shocked."

Jiang Yingzhou let out an "oh", a little unbelievable.

"Scared? Who scared it?" As he spoke, he guessed meaningfully: "There really aren't any wild animals in our house, are there?"

"Now go back and have a look and you'll know?" Jiang Yuan teased.

"Then don't," Jiang Yingzhou waved his hand, "If I'm scared, I'll be like the poacher in Ono's play, one shot at the other, and I'll see the old man in your prison."

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands calmly: "I haven't seen you touch a gun, have you?"

Jiang Yingzhou: "Can you please stop tearing me down? You have no conscience."