Unlimited summer [entertainment circle]

Near the end of the year, in the snowy winter, Du Zhimeng finally finished again.

On the day of wrapping up, Du Zhimeng held a few bouquets of flowers sent by the support club, took a group photo with Bai Jing, Xuan Yi and the others, and then took a few photos alone, then lay down on the recliner, so tired that he was about to fall asleep .

Looking at herself with a high ponytail in the camera, she couldn't help laughing: "I will get rid of this look soon, I really... miss it very much."

I have to say that in the past few months with Bai Jing and Xuan Yi, I was very happy when I was fishing and watching the live broadcast when there was no film to be filmed. When I dared to work later, I lost a lot of time to watch the live broadcast.

During the recent period, she always took pictures until three or four in the morning, and after sleeping for three or four hours, she had to get up and do a full day of high-intensity work.She didn't tell anyone how tired she was, so only Bai Jing and Xuan Yi, who worked together late at night, could understand her feelings.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, Xuan Yi said to Bai Jing from the next door: "Then what...Mr. Bai, didn't you say that you will be the captain of the three islands when you finish the filming? Then you will give me your trumpet." Disclose?"

At first, Du Zhimeng thought that Xuan Yi didn't talk that much, but now that he has been together for a few months, he talks a lot more, and he talks a lot more in private than what Du Zhimeng said.

Bai Jing laughed: "You may not believe it, I have already boarded the ship, and now there has been automatic renewal."

A certain Governor Morisaki who was sleeping on the recliner fell silent, slowly opened his heavy eyelids, took out his mobile phone, checked Morisaki's dynamics, and found——

Morisaki released a new song, just an hour ago.

She called Xiao He and asked Xiao He to bring her Bluetooth headset.After taking the earphones, she put them on, and began to listen to Morisaki's new song, the familiar brisk prelude drilled into her ears involuntarily from the earphones.

Compared with the previous demo, the arrangement of the finished product has been polished, and it is more ear-catching. It is matched with Tong Yinqiu's ethereal, cold and young voice, which is absolutely killer. Every line of the lyrics is clearly pronounced and full of emotion. Zhimeng was stunned.

Sure enough, Tong Yinqiu sang the joy of being relieved by a secret love, which should make people empathize with happiness, but Du Zhimeng couldn't be happy anyway, but became depressed instead, and sighed for a long time tone.

Tong Yinqiu can feel relieved, but what about her?

She couldn't get out of this relationship no matter what. This relationship of only two months was shorter than the relationship she had acted in the crew, but she was so dazed that she kept thinking about it over and over again.

She lowered her eyes, quit the b-station app, clicked into WeChat, poked open the private chat interface, and looked at Tong Yinqiu's last message, which was sent last month: "That song didn't come out so soon. I need to find a few professional friends to modify it. By the way, my sister must take care of her health."

Tong Yinqiu, why do you always look indifferent?

You are obviously the person who took the initiative to write love letters, and you are also the person who is most willing to believe in me, support me, and write songs for me, hoping that I will always shine, why in the end, I am the most stupid and infatuated person ?

Du Zhimeng thought so, and typed a paragraph in the input box: "If you really let go, maybe I should let go too."

When she was about to press send, she withdrew again and typed another message: "Yin Qiu, I hope to hear more excellent original works, I will always support you." Now she finally dared to send.

After writing this, she didn't even recognize it, and smiled with the corners of her mouth, gentle and helpless.

"Ms. Du, come over to take a group photo!" The producer found her lying listlessly on the recliner, and hurried over to urge her.

……

As the evening approaches, the twilight is heavy, the road is full of traffic, and the greenery has been covered by snow.

After removing the make-up, Du Zhimeng touched the loose hair on the back, and then looked down at his casual clothes. He didn't adapt to his modern clothes. It felt too light, even if he was wearing a thick down jacket .

She rarely does costume dramas, so this time it feels very strange.

Sitting in the nanny's car, she was about to sleep with her chin propped up again, when Sister Lin said again: "December is coming, and January is almost here, so let me give you an annual leave and go back to Shencheng. Get ready for the next play."

Du Zhimeng shook his head slowly, and said to Xiao He next to him, "Book a red-eye flight for me. After the finale dinner tonight, I will fly to Kyoto in the early morning."

"To the capital?!" Xiao He and Sister Lin were dumbfounded at the same time.

This Ms. Du is too good, she can't catch up on sleep at night, and she still has to stay up late to fly to Kyoto?

What is this for?

Du Zhimeng yawned: "Don't worry about the details, I have something to do when I return to Beijing."

Of course Xiao He wouldn't ask too many questions, but Sister Lin glanced at her tired face coldly, and slapped her thigh suddenly: "You haven't slept well for nearly a week, why don't you sleep well, you have to sleep tonight Fly to Kyoto? You can go tomorrow."

Du Zhimeng yawned again, shook his head firmly, rolled his eyes, looked at Sister Lin coldly, and the smile on his mouth gradually faded: "I can fly to Kyoto and then sleep, anyway, you said it's annual leave, don't delay me Sleeping until the afternoon tomorrow is like making up for sleep."

Sister Lin: "..."

Xiao He: "..."

The reason is very good, and there is no way to refute it.

But Sister Lin still stared at her with the expression of "I really don't know why you have such an urgent matter that you have to fly to Kyoto in the early morning".

……

At the finale banquet, the light and shadow of the glass filled with red wine kept swaying in Du Zhimeng's eyes.

Today, she can easily cope with this kind of occasion called the final banquet, which is actually a social occasion, but she did not expect that most of the time, Xuan Yi and Bai Jing helped to block the wine, and she basically didn't drink it. Have a few glasses.

She was quite surprised—the former colleagues more or less not only did not help to stop the drink, but also filled her with alcohol. One of the male colleagues she was impressed with even tried to drug her in the drink. Fortunately, she stopped in time, otherwise the consequences Unbelievable.

Bai Jing looked back at her and was happy: "I see that you are quite tired. You probably didn't go back to catch up on sleep in the afternoon, did you? I'll drink it for you. As long as there is still cooperation next time, you can help me block it."

Du Zhimeng: "..."

The feeling of emotion that I had had was gone.

Xuan Yi sat on the other side of her, and her speaking skills were similar.

If Xuan Yi hadn't come out of the closet, Du Zhimeng would almost have thought that these two were a couple.

In the end, Bai Jing looked like he was about to pass out.He suddenly leaned over and whispered: "I heard...I heard that you and the people in Morisaki have a good relationship in private, can you...can you help me find Mishima and tell her , I like her very much?"

Du Zhimeng was startled suddenly, turned his body to the other side, kept a certain distance, and nodded.

Thanks to the fact that other people are chatting with other people, they rarely look for Bai Jing, and few people will pay attention to what Bai Jing is saying at this moment, otherwise, if Bai Jing is stabbed out by others, it will be over.

As the wrap-up banquet was coming to an end, she found an opportunity to leave the hotel, and took a taxi to the airport wearing a mask.

Sitting in the car, she looked down at her phone and found that she was on the hot search - "Du Zhimeng is finished".

As soon as she left the studio in the afternoon, she accepted the photos sent by the photographer, edited the copy, and posted the finishing experience and group photos on Weibo. After a while, Weibo has been liked by more than 300 million people.

As of eleven o'clock in the evening, her Weibo has more than 1000 million likes.

Tong Yinqiu must have seen it too, right?

Thinking of this, Du Zhimeng suddenly felt her heart beating faster - in a few hours, she would be able to see Tong Yinqiu.

She sent a message to Tong Yinqiu: "I'll go find you tonight, is that okay?"

Tong Yinqiu replied in seconds: "Okay."

He would never ask why, nor would he refuse, this is Tong Yinqiu's consistent style, and Tong Yinqiu treats everyone the same, Du Zhimeng is not the most special one.If it wasn't for that love letter, Du Zhimeng would never have known that Tong Yinqiu liked her.

This is Tong Yinqiu's style of doing things, and Du Zhimeng can't be jealous, so he can only accept it helplessly.

After a while, Tong Yinqiu sent another message: "Congratulations on the finale, I just posted the live broadcast just now and saw your Weibo."

……

When I got off the plane and landed at the airport, it was almost three o'clock in the morning. It must have just snowed in Kyoto, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of silver blanket.

She glanced at the date, today is Saturday, Tong Yinqiu can catch up on sleep during the day.

According to Tong Yinqiu's address, Du Zhimeng took a taxi to the downstairs of Tong Yinqiu's house, and found that the Tongzilou was even more dilapidated than the Tongzilou where the small house in Shencheng was located, just like a building that was about to collapse in the apocalypse.

She took a deep breath and ran all the way up.

The door of the room Tong Yinqiu said was close in front of her eyes, she bent down and took a slow breath, seeing the light leaking from the crack of the door, she laughed, knocked on the door, and waited for Tong Yinqiu to open the door.

The door was opened by the people inside, and the heat rushed in.

Du Zhimeng fixed his eyes on Tong Yinqiu, who was coming against the light, and suddenly kissed Tong Yinqiu's lips regardless of where he was, and bit Tong Yinqiu's lower lip hard.

"Hiss!" Tong Yinqiu gasped in pain and tried to push her away, but for some reason, he put his arms around her waist and bit Du Zhimeng's lower lip, retaliation.

Du Zhimeng stretched out his hand to block the cold outside.

The smell of blood spread wantonly in the cavity of the lips, and Tong Yinqiu was so painful that tears were about to burst out. He couldn't help frowning tightly, touching his painful and swollen lower lip, and suddenly heard Du Zhimeng in front of him say: : "I want, Yinqiu, I want to."

Both were stunned.

Before Tong Yinqiu could answer, Du Zhimeng hugged her and put his chin on Tong Yinqiu's neck.

"...I'm sorry, I was too abrupt. If you don't agree, I won't do anything to you, don't worry." Du Zhimeng gave a wry smile, and increased the strength of the hug, as if to finish Tong Yinqiu completely. Rubbing it all into his arms.

The aroma and alcohol on Du Zhimeng's body became more and more aggressive, almost completely occupying Tong Yinqiu's sense of smell.

Tong Yinqiu cautiously stretched out his hand to hug her back, and it seemed that something was about to be said, but Du Zhimeng backed away suddenly.

Du Zhimeng touched her cheek, smiled tenderly and indulgently, his smiling eyes were like crescent moons: "I am really happy to see you again after a few months. You look much better than before .”

Tong Yinqiu was dodged by the icy palm, pointed at her lying silkworm, and motioned to Du Zhimeng's eyelids: "But, you look in poor condition, you have dark circles under your eyes."

Du Zhimeng: "..."