69novels Chapter 38 Dong has the intention of Dong.
Chapter 38 Dong has the intention of Dong.
Meng Qinghan didn't fall asleep for a long time, she was still tossing and turning when it was almost twelve o'clock, and realized that she might not be able to fall asleep tonight, so she simply got out of bed quietly.
Zhong Yisheng changed into velvet pajamas and lay down obediently.
Meng Qinghan stood beside the bed, looking down for a while.
This year's first snow has no signs of coming, and the wind is blowing rough at night.
Jiang Chengyi was downstairs preparing the staff schedule for the near future when he heard some noise upstairs.Looking back, I saw Meng Qinghan coming down wearing a pure black blanket. She was sitting on the sofa, her shoulders and neck were completely covered by the black blanket, her long hair was coiled up, like a wandering ghost at night.
Jiang Chengyi looked stunned: "Miss Meng? Why haven't you slept yet?"
Meng Qinghan's eyes froze.
A figure flashed in front of her eyes, her skin was like white snow on the top of mountains, seeing Zhong Yisheng rolling her eyes in a daze, she suddenly heard the sound of moonlight falling on the snow.
"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and I suddenly feel anxious."
"Maybe it's been too long since I've traveled far." Jiang Cheng sincerely gave her a handwritten note.
Meng Qinghan stuffed both hands in after receiving it, and stared at the delicate embroidery on it.
"It's true that I haven't gone out for a long time."
Jiang Chengyi sensed something strange about her. She was exceptionally quiet tonight, with a shadow between her brows and eyes. "Miss Meng, is something wrong?"
Meng Qinghan shook her head slightly, and then nodded again: "Uncle Jiang, you sent Shengsheng to the hospital that day...Did the doctor say there were sequelae?"
Talking about this matter, Jiang Chengyi became serious.
He said: "Miss is fine. But Miss Meng, I wanted to tell you before... Do you want to see a psychiatrist?"
"?" Meng Qinghan said, "Why?"
Jiang Chengyi's eyes were sincere: "I watched Miss grow up. Except for the few years when she was sent to the countryside, I was like her parent at other times. I always regarded her as my own daughter..."
Meng Qinghan nodded and said softly, "I understand."
Jiang Chengxin said: "In the past year, I didn't understand why you treated her like that, but now you can be good, and I don't think there is any need to bring up the old accounts of the past."
Next, he talked about the key point: "But physical and mental health come first, and I can help you contact a doctor."
Meng Qinghan said: "How do you say that?"
Jiang Chengyi: "Did you forget? That morning...you almost strangled Miss in the bathtub."
He put the schedule on the table, and the decorations on the table shook slightly.
The clock in the living room made a dull sound.
It's twelve o'clock.
Meng Qinghan realized later that her hands were sweating in the hand warmer.
Her lips were a little purple: "I, almost strangled to death... Sound?"
If her words had been put before, Jiang Chengyi would definitely feel that she was reneging on a debt, but after hearing it tonight, he felt that she might really not remember clearly.Right.Half a year has passed.
He said: "During that time, your condition was not very good. I often saw you...wanted to commit suicide, and said 'you can get rid of it when you die'..."
That whole year was the most depressing time for everyone in the villa.
Jiang Chengyi often saw a scene: Zhong Yisheng wanted to get close to Meng Qinghan, but Meng Qinghan always backed away. There was actually no disgust in her dull eyes, her eyes were filled with resistance.
She seemed particularly afraid of approaching Zhong Yisheng.
As a matter of course, Jiang Chengxin thought that she said 'you can get rid of it if you die'... Zhong Yisheng was the one who got rid of it.
What happened that night, probably only they themselves know.
When Jiang Chengyi heard the siren and ran upstairs, he found blood pouring from the bathroom.
He couldn't care about anything at the time, the people inside pressed the siren, and there was blood, his brain seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he even felt a weightless feeling.
open the door.
Jiang Cheng swore that it was the weirdest scene he had ever seen in his life.
Meng Qinghan slapped herself again and again, blood came out of the nasal cavity, and the blood flowed down and fell into the bathtub.
Her other free hand was still on Zhong Yisheng's neck, and she must have used some force, because Zhong Yisheng's face was bloodless, obviously lacking in oxygen.Her eyes were red, she clasped the edge of the bathtub with both hands, and looked at Meng Qinghan in pain.
Jiang Chengyi was so terrified that he didn't even know who set off the siren.
The siren was located [-] centimeters above the right side of the bathtub. According to the physical strength and position of the two of them at the time, the reasonable answer was—Meng Qinghan pressed the siren.
He stayed there for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to pull Meng Qinghan away. A relieved expression appeared on Meng Qinghan's face at that moment, and he let go of his hand.
Jiang Chengyi picked Zhong Yisheng out of the bathtub.
Zhong Yisheng coughed violently several times, brushed him away, and walked out of the bathtub with difficulty, her whole body was soaked in cold water. She walked to Meng Qinghan's side, and said in a crying voice, "Could you hold on a little longer?"
Meng Qinghan retreated to the corner, her whole face was covered with blood.
Zhong Yisheng coaxed her: "I know, you didn't mean it."
Jiang Chengyi didn't understand, but he knew clearly that Zhong Yisheng needed to go to the hospital right now.
She herself didn't realize how slow her movements were.
Meng Qinghan bit her lip with a terrifying expression.
At that moment, Jiang Chengzhi felt that she was going crazy.
After Zhong Yisheng fainted, he quickly ordered Special Assistant Sun, who had just arrived, to take him to the hospital.
Everyone was in a hurry, no one noticed that there was a drop of tear mixed into the blood on Meng Qinghan's face.
After Zhong Yisheng's examination results came out, Jiang Chengyi heaved a sigh of relief.
The doctor said there was no major problem, but the emotional stress was too great, coupled with soaking in cold water, I had a fever.People are still awake because they are overtired.
Jiang Cheng sincerely arranged the affairs of the hospital, only to remember that there was a 'problem girl' at home.
He has a terrible headache.
After thinking about it, he decided to go back and take care of Meng Qinghan.She doesn't seem to be doing well either.
But unexpectedly, after returning home, he found that Meng Qinghan was still sitting in the bathroom, the blood on her face had dried up, sticking to her face like a bright red painted skin.
People are dizzy.
He worked hard to send people to the hospital.
Her strength was really great, the bridge of her nose almost broke when she hit her, and her nasal cavity almost collapsed, and it's no wonder that she didn't faint after starving for a whole day.
The doctor told them to protect Meng Qinghan's nose during this time, because it takes a certain amount of time to fully recover after the trauma, otherwise it may bleed when touched.
Jiang Cheng hesitated for a long time, but told all the staff in the villa about it.
Some people guessed that Meng Qinghan was possessed by a ghost, she wanted to strangle Zhong Yisheng to death, but it turned out that Zhong Yisheng was fine, but she herself was seriously injured.
Could it be that the ghost took over the body and then fought with the host?
Jiang Chengcheng reprimanded them for reading too many novels, gave a group of people a scolding, and then let them break up.
He hates Meng Qinghan very much, no one can understand how distressed he is when he sees Zhong Yisheng squatting in the bathtub, she is like his daughter, he thought at the time, if anyone treats Zhong Yisheng like this, he will definitely fight die each other.
He really couldn't understand Meng Qinghan, she was the one who hurt people, and she was the one who rang the siren.
Such a complicated person.
On the morning of the second day when she came home, Zhong Yisheng slapped her nose and swollen her nose. From Mrs. Zhang's description, she could guess that there was a lot of blood.
I don't know how it happened, but Jiang Chengyi always felt that it was not intentional.If Zhong Yisheng really had that kind of courage, he wouldn't have had to suffer those crimes before.
But he was afraid of Zhong Yisheng's guilt.
The doctor said not to touch Meng Qinghan's nose in the near future.
He originally wanted to talk to Meng Qinghan about this matter, but seeing Meng Qinghan standing out for Zhong Yisheng and making those three idiots of the Zhong family blush and thick neck, he also felt very happy, especially seeing Meng Qinghan When Han told Zhong Donglin that the current Zhong family was Zhong Yisheng's painstaking effort, he very much hoped that this was not just a show.
It would be great if it could go on like this forever, wouldn't it?Maybe Meng Qinghan woke herself up.
Although he doesn't like Meng Qinghan, as long as Zhong Yisheng likes it, as long as she is happy, it doesn't matter if Meng Qinghan stays here.
He emphasized to the staff of the villa that when they are not allowed to mention that night in front of Meng Qinghan, everyone will act as if it never happened.
It's been almost five months, and he saw that the relationship between the two people is getting better and better. There was no need to talk about that incident, but he was afraid that the old things would happen again, so he might as well take this opportunity to ask Meng Qinghan to see a doctor, in case she Really just what's wrong with it?
Wouldn't everyone be happy if he was cured?
Jiang Chengyi didn't know how much turmoil his words caused in Meng Qinghan's heart.
So on the day she woke up from the hospital, everything on the barrage, the plot in her mind... were all set by the system.
Zhong Yisheng was indeed admitted to the hospital because of her, but the reason for entering the hospital was different from the setting.
She leaned on the sofa and thought for a long time.
Then why hasn't Jiang Chengyi been brainwashed?Could it be that the system... has no way to control the character now?
It seemed like this, Zhong Yueming didn't get all the aura that he should have gotten.
So, what happened that night?
She tactfully said to Jiang Chengxin: "I may indeed have a problem with my brain. If I have time, I will find a chance to ask the doctor. It's late. Uncle Jiang, go to bed early."
Jiang Chengyi was stunned, and saw her go upstairs a little dejected.
She was still thinking about it on the plane, You Yin had been asleep for a while, and she also wanted to rest for a while, and she had to watch the night scene at night, so she couldn't sleep.
But when he closed his eyes, Zhong Yisheng was all in front of him.The tenacity in her eyes, the straight back, and the helplessness when wearing a long skirt with slits all made her imagine the summer when the leaves are flourishing, warm and straightforward.
After arriving at the scene, You Yin went to the hotel to pack his luggage, while Meng Qinghan was called directly to pick up a spot.
Shi Tingyu was wearing a hat and a mask, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, except for a pair of eyes.
After seeing Meng Qinghan, she winked at her assistant, who ran over to discuss the script with Meng Qinghan.
"Miss Meng, I asked the screenwriter teacher, the hero's ending... Did you ask to change it to this?"
Meng Qinghan nodded: "It is a fact that he had a miserable life experience, but if he harms others because of this, and deletes other people's lives by means of special means, this is already a crime. I don't think it deserves sympathy. It is reasonable for the heroine to stand by and watch his death process. "
The assistant said: "Some fans of the male protagonist on the Internet requested to change the ending, but Director Shi also said that there is no need to change it. Firstly, it is because of the dramatic tension. Mistake, Director Shi thinks he can win the award."
This movie has a lot of hot spots just by looking at the dry script. The performance of the actors and the superb craftsmanship of the director will definitely make the movie a domestic light in recent years.
Fu Li was colder than City A, everyone's hands and feet were numb from the cold.
Shi Tingyu is still studying the composition, and Meng Qinghan communicates with the screenwriter about the deletion of the plot.
Someone whispered: "Has Director Shi always been like this in filming?"
"She just doesn't want to miss the best view, so let's cooperate."
At three o'clock in the morning, I finally called it a day.
To Meng Qinghan's surprise, Shi Tingyu took the initiative to talk to her.
She showed her a video and asked if she was satisfied.
She was still on the verge of tucking her head into her collar as she spoke.
Meng Qinghan knew that she probably didn't want to talk to people for too long, so she quickly watched it and commented: "It's really good, the atmosphere of a person fleeing while sleeping in the city is all out, the most important thing is that there is no Grief, and some vivid protest."
Shi Jinyu thought she would like to be sensational.
"Really?"
Meng Qinghan nodded: "I like this feeling of fighting, never giving in."
Shi Tingyu raised his head slightly, glanced at her like a thief, and quickly wrapped the scarf around himself.
The staff members who wanted to go back to sleep all left, and the rest were dazzled by the neon lights of the unfamiliar city at night. Someone suggested: "Shall we have a barbecue?"
A group of young people hit it off.
When Meng Qinghan finished packing and wanted to go back to the hotel, he found that the barbecue grills were all set up, and someone conjured up a row of beer.
"..."
Someone asked her to stay, "Sister Han, do you want to join?"
Meng Qinghan shook her head, "You youngsters, go play, I have to go back."
After she finished speaking, the others were too embarrassed to stop, they could only say that it was a pity, and then let her go.
Shi Tingyu followed back to the hotel.
The whole way was silent, Meng Qinghan looked at the WeChat messages, and Zhong Yisheng sent her a message after eight o'clock.
She looked at the nickname that was so simple as to be perfunctory, looked up out of the window, and crossed the foggy road in the dark night, her courage doubled, and she suddenly thought... go home now.
Would Zhong Yisheng be happy if she came home?
Shi Tingyu, who had been silent all this time, turned his head to look at her, and suddenly asked, "What do you like about the heroine?"
Meng Qinghan's thoughts were pulled back to reality by her, "What about you?"
She throws the question back.
Shi Tingyu didn't seem to mind either, she looked out the window, "The heroine is a robot."
Meng Qinghan: "?"
Shi Jinyu turned to look at her.
This is the first time Meng Qinghan has faced her face directly, but it is always a little familiar, maybe the baby face is more kind.
"She is like a robot, her body can be cut and reorganized freely, the freedom of the body."
Meng Qinghan asked: "What about the heart?"
Shi Tingyu thought for a while and said, "You, yes, what mood are you in now?"
Meng Qinghan said: "Because I left a very important person, so now I have nothing in my hands, so empty that I want to leave here at any time."
Shi Tingyu nodded, "The whole life of the heroine is like this."
Meng Qinghan is now more sure that she has found the right person.
Shi Tingyu is too clear about what the whole film wants to express.
When we got back to the hotel, it was almost dawn.
Meng Qinghan didn't fall asleep, and planned to send Zhong Yisheng a message after seven o'clock.
But saying good morning is a bit vulgar, as if to show off that I got up early.
Asking if you slept well last night is easily misunderstood, as if Zhong Yisheng would not be able to sleep without her.
How about... what do you have for breakfast?
Would it be a bit abrupt to ask what to eat without any foreshadowing?
She looked through her emoji package and found that there was nothing available.
After tossing and tossing for half an hour, she finally sent one.
[Be a good Meng: Good morning, you are well, I am fine, waiting for the spring to bloom.jpg]
Zhong Yi replied in seconds:
[.:? 】
Meng Qinghan jumped up from the bed with a swish.
Ahhh? ? ?
Wrong burden shaking?
She really didn't know what to ask, but she was scratching her head if she didn't ask, so she sent an old man emoji.
——Ms. Meng's first brain hole is a glorious sacrifice/smile.
This counts, the society is dead, right?
Meng Qinghan decided to save it.
[Be a good Meng: Is it fun? 】
[.:. 】
[Be a good Meng: Isn't it fun?fine.Trouble.jpg]
[Be a good Meng: Did I say I sent the wrong letter? 】
【.: Who do you want to send it to? 】
Meng Qinghan: "..."
[Be a good Meng: You got up so early. 】
【.: Didn't sleep last night. 】
Meng Qinghan's blood pressure was [-] immediately.
[Be a good Meng: How did you learn to stay up late? 】
After 2 minutes, Zhong Yi replied:
【.: It feels like you've been away for a long time. 】
But it's only one day.
Meng Qinghan wanted to make a video call, but the look on her face after not sleeping all night... really didn't dare to show it to Zhong Yisheng.
Two people make a voice call.
Meng Qinghan asked: "What are you going to have for lunch?"
Zhong Yisheng's voice was a little hoarse, "Fan soup. What about you?"
Meng Qinghan thought for a while: "Candied sweet potatoes."
Zhong Yisheng: "What do you eat tonight?"
Meng Qinghan said: "Let's be cold, how about you?"
Zhong Yisheng: "...are we...reporting the name of the dish?"
Meng Qinghan: "..."
It's kind of like that.
Obviously there are a lot of things I want to say, and I also have a lot of things I want to ask.
According to Jiang Chengyi's description, she was like a crazy ball that night, Zhong Yisheng must have been frightened.
But she didn't dare to mention it, maybe...Meng Qinghan that day was Zhong Yisheng's shadow, she asked for no reason, didn't it make her continue to suffer after recalling it?
Seeing that she was about to be silent for a minute, Zhong Yisheng proposed, "Why don't we report the dishes we will eat tomorrow?"
Meng Qinghan laughed.
This familiar voice made Meng Qinghan feel that her heart was not so heavy.
She said: "The guiding efficiency is quite high, I will be back soon."
Zhong Yisheng hummed, and then came up with another topic: "Did I scare you the night before yesterday?"
Meng Qinghan shook her head, "No, sound, really not."
Zhong Yisheng paused for a moment, and said: "I bought that suit in your size, and it has already been delivered, and it should arrive in the evening."
"?"
"??"
Meng Qinghan: "..."
This sleep went straight to noon, and went with the group to wait for the scene without much tidying up.
This time the location is a tube building.
The setting sun shone on the dilapidated alley, and the atmosphere of the fireworks was cold and not warm.
You Yin gave a few children a lot of sugar, and the children specially gave her a crooked red silk cloth to thank her.
The joy of children is so simple.
Youyin was about to pull out a red thread while she was playing, but a passing old man stopped her in a panic: "Hey girl, this is not acceptable. It is the custom here that whoever pulls out the red silk thread will be fined." His partner's family will die!"
You Yin was startled, and quickly threw the red silk away.
When the people around heard it, they all walked away a few steps.
Only Meng Qinghan grabbed the red silk with excitement in her eyes, with a look of 'it's a good thing' all over her face.
She pulled out the red thread without hesitation, "Is it working? I'll give it a try."
"…………"
The uncle looked at her speechlessly.
Although most of the people present are not superstitious, but... what if?
So everyone tacitly followed Zhong Yueming and Zhong Fanyin's Weibo.
They can't really die, can they?Then... when will they die?
Zhong Fanyin found that his account that had been losing followers suddenly gained dozens of followers.
Although it is not a huge amount, it is not easy for an artist who is in a state of being banned to have new fans.
He clicked into the accounts of those new fans, they were all alive!
And paying attention to him is not to scold him.
This is really powder.
To be willing to like him when he is notorious means that he is indeed attractive!
He was thinking triumphantly, and the tone of the connection Zhong Yueming's phone became cheerful: "Sister, what's the matter?"
When Zhong Yueming heard his tone, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "What? I finally realized that Zhou Min is nothing? I can guarantee that he will only be popular for a while, so don't be fooled."
Zhong Fanyin hummed obediently: "Sister, I believe in you. Today I have increased my followers, so I still have hope, right?"
Zhong Yueming got stuck.
The assistant said that she also became popular.
Is it possible that siblings are also synchronized in terms of fans?
But she didn't call because of this, "Dad is in the hospital, I asked Secretary Ren, and he said you haven't visited?"
When Zhong Fanyin heard that it was about the hospital, he felt unlucky: "Christmas is coming, and many girls on my side are waiting for birthday presents. I don't have time on Dad's side."
Zhong Yueming didn't know what to say: "No time? That's your dad. It's just Christmas, and there are still many holidays to celebrate, but Secretary Ren can't watch Dad when he's in the hospital, right? Are you your own?"
Zhong Fanyin became unhappy: "Then you can take care of it too. Sister, can you go? I really can't leave."
He reached out and pulled the woman next to him into his arms, and kissed her hair, "I really have something to do."
Zhong Yueming could see him clearly, "I'm busy too, you can either go by yourself or let Xu Yin go. Isn't she pregnant with your child, that's half of Zhong's family, right?"
When Zhong Fanyin heard it, ah, good idea!
He immediately called Xu Yin: "Where are you?"
Xu Yin chattered a few times, and it took about half a minute before he said, "I'm at home."
Zhong Fanyin: "Then you go to the hospital to see my dad, and make some soup and take it with you."
Xu Yin was silent for a moment, "Ah, I'm actually with my supervisor. There is something very important on the company's side. We're discussing a solution. We can't leave."
After listening, Zhong Fanyin looked down at the woman in his arms, the supervisor Xu Yin was talking about.
"..." Zhong Fanyin said, "Is there a man by your side?!"
Xu Yin said: "No... okay, I'll go to the hospital."
After hanging up the phone, Xu Yin looked at the muscular male models in a box and clicked his tongue.
She was not afraid of Zhong Fanyin, but trusted Meng Qinghan.
Meng Qinghan taught her that she could only show up when the two siblings of the Zhong family refused to take care of Zhong Donglin.
Sending charcoal in the snow will definitely be remembered.
She wants the money that Meng Qinghan doesn't like, and Meng Qinghan wants to see the family fall apart, a win-win situation.
After buying some soup and going to the hospital, Zhong Donglin leaned pitifully on the hospital bed and asked Secretary Ren to call Zhong Fanyin.
Secretary Ren said that Zhong Fanyin didn't answer, and sent him a WeChat message to scold him.
The wrinkles at the corners of Zhong Donglin's eyes became more and more obvious, and after thousands of turns, he just let out a heavy sigh.
Xu Yin raised a smiling face and walked in, asked Zhong Donglin about his physical condition considerately, then fed him soup, and finally said: "Get well soon, the baby will definitely bring happiness when it is born."
Seeing her gentle face, Zhong Donglin suddenly felt sad.
If he had been nicer in the past, she would have been more considerate than Xu Yin now.
It wasn't until this day that he realized what he had done wrong.
After receiving the photo of Xu Yin and Zhong Donglin in the hospital, Zhong Fanyin was completely relieved, and continued to hang out with Xu Yin's supervisor.
They hooked up at that dinner party, and now Zhong Fanyin can't find anyone who can accompany him, only the supervisor is willing to come out with him.
He also wanted to find Sui An in the past, but Sui An's cell phone couldn't get through. She was filming the last unit of "The Light Is Still Visible", and she lived on the crew side. Zhong Fanyin didn't dare to go there rashly, for fear of being beaten. come out.
Just to relieve boredom, anyone can do it.
It's just that he was in high spirits when he suddenly received a call.
It's Kim Won Yeop.
The old man who was provoked by Jinbihuanghuang last time.
Zhong Yueming asked him to send Sui An to the old man's bed, but Meng Qinghan temporarily disturbed him. When he went up to inform him, he was raped by the old man, and the old man insisted on making him sacrifice himself.
Seeing the number made him physically sick.
But Zhong Yueming had explained to him that this person was the last one to offend right now.
If he took action to protect Ming Fei Entertainment, then she would definitely let Zhong Fanyin come back.
Zhong Fanyin belonged to the type of person who couldn't shake a drop of ink while hanging upside down on a windmill ten times, he believed it.
Now that the old man called, he dared not answer it.
Heh, coveting him, even a bad old man deserves it!
Zhong Fanyin thought so in his heart, and he was quite arrogant when he answered the phone.
however,
Jin Yuanye yelled directly: "Zhong Fanyin, it's your luck that I can see you. If you don't want to, we won't force you. Don't you understand? Tell your sister, don't tell people every day I'm covering your siblings, I don't have that much time to spare!"
Things were completely different from what Zhong Fanyin expected.
He froze.
Jin Yuanye was full of anger: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, if you go out to solicit investment under my banner again, I'll make both of you lose your leg!"
Zhong Fanyin shuddered.
The phone fell, and he quickly picked it up with trembling hands: "... Got it."
Jin Yuanye: "There is also the grievance between the two of you and Zhong Yisheng, don't count on me, it will be bad luck for me to get involved with you two, get out of here quickly!"
Zhong Fanyin: "..."
He couldn't believe that a greasy old pervert dared to despise him.
Zhong Fanyin couldn't help thinking, what kind of ability does Zhong Yisheng have?
Jin Yuanye was afraid of her.
In the Jin family's house.
Jin Yuanye stared at the photo of him and Zhong Yueming on the front page, and a bunch of news that speculated that they would cooperate to bring down Zhong's Films, and fell into deep thought.
He can help Zhong Yueming make a movie, as long as the conditions she offers are attractive enough.
However, he will not go against Meng Qinghan and Zhong Yisheng for those reproducible conditions.
He knew exactly what kind of lunatic Meng Qinghan was.
seven years ago.
2014 was the year when domestic entertainment traffic took off.
Meng Qinghan skyrocketed, Zhong Yisheng fell to the bottom.
He is very interested in everything about the Zhong family, and thought of buying it at a good price.
But Meng Qinghan came forward to push a lot of resources for Orange TV under Zhong's Film Industry. Soon, Zhong Yisheng, who had never set foot in the entertainment circle, also figured out the way to do this, and made Zhong's Film's business flourish. .
He met Meng Qinghan at a business party, the two chatted amicably, and finally talked about Zhong Yisheng.
He thought that she was a girl with potential and wanted to be a matchmaker, "Miss Zhong is not young anymore, it would be nice if someone could help her, I will introduce someone to her..." He was talking about the eldest son of his elder brother's family who lives abroad , is a very famous director.
Meng Qinghan didn't give him face, she put down her wine glass, "I have already introduced myself to her, don't bother you."
The table is full of clinking glasses, the red wine is rippling in the glasses, and the cunning light and shadow are reflected.
He saw the deep eyes of this junior, Meng Qinghan, his eyelashes turned into sharp thorns, and the thorns slashed at him, as if accusing him of touching her rare treasure.
She wiped her fingers with a handkerchief, got up and left.
No one at the table dared to say that she was impolite.
This afternoon, Meng Qinghan inspected the heroine Shi Tingyu chose.
It is indeed a good candidate, but I always feel that this girl is not very close to the hostess.
She didn't want to easily deny Shi Jinyu's vision, and she couldn't give the actress another test in front of many people.
Besides, I've already read the script, and the actress is also practicing some martial arts moves. At this time, changing people... It's not worth it.
She did some research on actresses, and watched all her dramas and variety shows, even the commercials.
After a few hours, she made some summaries, and compared with the performance of the actress in the audition today, only then did she discover the root of the problem.
Because many things in domestic dramas are based on love, while the emotional world of the characters is rich, the ideological world is relatively thin.
And the heroine of this movie... As Shi Tingyu said, she regards her body as a robot that can be assembled at will. The freedom of her limbs makes her walk like a lazy cloud. On the contrary, her The inner world is so poor that she can go anywhere, and she can't be kept anywhere.
Riding a heavy motorcycle across two cities in the middle of the night is something she often does.
She is dealing with things other than people.
However, the actress's emotions are too much for the actors, and they can't blend into the scene.
She planned to find a chance to talk to Shi Tingyu about it, but Shi Tingyu ran away as soon as he finished taking pictures of the sunset, and couldn't find anyone.
Meng Qinghan took a photo of the night scene here with the camera she brought.
It was getting dark soon, Youyin and the others had already returned to the hotel, and Meng Qinghan stayed by herself.
She had thought of bringing Zhong Yisheng out to play before, and just took this opportunity to get to know Fu Li.
There is a temple nearby, and the incense is at its peak, and it is just across a bridge.
I don't know what day it is tonight, but I heard from some children that there is a temple fair over there.
Standing on the bridge, there is a chill in the cold sky. Looking down, the icy water reflects the lonely moonlight.
She took the camera around and took pictures, but her hands were raw, so it was meaningless to take pictures.
At this moment, Zhong Yisheng wondered if she got off work, what she was eating, why she didn't send her a message, if she took the initiative to call, would it disturb her?
After thinking a lot, the colored silk tied into a knot on the top of his head floated to his face, itching.
Meng Qinghan glanced casually, and saw a familiar figure in front of a lantern stand.
She stood there for a long time, her eyes widened a bit.
Slowly raise the camera and take a picture of the back.
She wanted to walk over, but was overwhelmed by a group of children who shouted, "It's snowing!"
Meng Qinghan looked up, under the rough street lights, snowflakes were dancing.
She happily looked towards the lantern stand, where a person in a red down jacket was holding up a white lantern.
Maybe it's not the noise in my ears, but the sound of snow melting under the lamp.
She snapped this picture quickly.
He took out his mobile phone and sent Zhong Yisheng a message:
[Be a good Meng: Sound, look at me. 】
The people in front of the lantern stand looked down at their mobile phones, and then looked at the bridge in astonishment.
Meng Qinghan took pictures of her series of reactions and waved at her.
Zhong Yisheng froze in place, she thought...to surprise Meng Qinghan.
still found.
She bought the lanterns, and when she walked to the bridge, she looked a little as if death was at home.
Meng Qinghan put her own hat on her, "Why didn't you tell me when you came, I was just wondering if I was too embarrassed to talk this morning, and you didn't want to send me a message."
Zhong Yisheng tugged at the brim of the hat, and could still smell the fragrance of her hair, which was circling in the wind and snow, which even bypassed her soul.
"So...it's not suitable for us to be separated, and it's not easy to communicate through the mobile phone."
Meng Qinghan agreed: "But you are here, what about the company?"
Zhong Yi said: "I asked Tezhu Sun to change the itinerary, and I can stay here for ten days."
Meng Qinghan was overjoyed, and quickly showed her the photos: "Do you think the photos I took have a sense of story?"
Zhong Yisheng finished watching, "I didn't have a good expression when I saw you."
Meng Qinghan tugged at her sleeve: "What's wrong, how beautiful."
Zhong Yisheng bit his lower lip, lowered his head and said, "It seems like you saw me stealing something, and I'm going to rush over to silence you."
Meng Qinghan: "..."
Zhong Yisheng said: "I put the clothes in the hotel."
clothing!
Meng Qinghan looked at her carefully, and always felt... There was something intentional in her words.
The two were silent for a moment, and walked around the temple fair in tacit understanding.
After a while, Meng Qinghan heard Zhong Yi sneezing.
She hurriedly took him back to the hotel and asked Zhong Yisheng to take a shower.If you stay up late and suffer from the cold, you will get sick.
She edited those photos while Zhong Yisheng was taking a bath, and the more she looked at them, the more she liked them, and she directly posted the photos on Weibo.
[Winter has the intention of winter. 】
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三更合一~感谢在2022-05-1800:23:28~2022-05-1822:31:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
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