Ah Qing continued to ramble, first complaining in Mandarin, and then adding Cantonese when he encountered something difficult to express.
The main thing he said was to complain about his manager, Sister Mai, for not informing him in advance.
If the media caught the two meeting in Hengdian, it would be another breaking news.
Jiahe put his hand close to his and breathed in the hot air, not paying much attention to what she said.
The snow fell more fiercely, everyone in the audience was freezing to death, but the director was in an extremely high mood.
Originally, this was a snow scene, so it was best to shoot it in real scenes.
What’s more, Yi Wenze and Liao Jing were in the right mood today, so they quickly called it a day.
Tianchu waited for all the fans present to leave, then walked to Yi Wenze, took off his mask and said hello.
This appearance was tantamount to a bombshell.
The staff did not react, and they made eye contact.
Pretending to be fine, he still couldn't help but peek at the two people.
Only Yi Wenze seemed to have known that Tianchu would come, without any surprise.
Seeing this scene, Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief, took out his cell phone, and started to fight monsters.
I was worried about my idol's reaction just now, but now that I think about it, I'm worrying too much.
People in the entertainment industry are splitting up and reuniting, so they should be used to it.
Maybe the divorce news this time is just to warm up Tianchu's career.
She thought so, clicked the screen in advance, and the yellow chick flew out with a swish. , failed to pass again "What are you fighting for?"
The idol's voice suddenly came from above.
Jiahe hesitated for a moment: "Angry Birds."
After saying that, he also deliberately recalled the English name, so that the idol would not understand the translated name and could quickly add explanations.
Yi Wenze half-smiled but said, "What level have you reached?"
At this time, he had taken off his costume and simply put on a black down jacket.
He looked down at Jiahe's mobile phone screen.
Because he was so close, he could even feel him.
The warm breath when speaking made her a little distraught for some reason.
She quickly adjusted her smile and said sarcastically: "It's only the beginning of the third level, and it's not going well at all."
Yi Wenze laughed and comforted: "Just try a few more times and it will be fine."
Before he could finish speaking, Ah Qing, who was packing his things at the side, had already proudly added: "Aze played very well, but one bird The strong man who passed the level.”
Jiahe immediately admired him: "How many levels can a bird pass in a row?"
This game is not difficult, but if you want to clear it in one go, it is a technical task.
So far, the Internet's highest record is fifteen consecutive levels, which has already made Jiahe feel ashamed and want to reincarnate.
Yi Wenze smiled: "Nothing goes wrong, we can pass forty-three levels in a row."
Jiahe is absolutely defeated.
An idol is an idol.
He calmly defeated the fifteen-level record that made him admire him.
Ah Qing made a V sign with a smile, proudly carried the things he had packed, and walked out first.
At this time, Tianchu happened to finish talking to Director Jiang, walked over, and extended his right hand to Jiahe: "Hello."
Every smile and every frown is graceful.
"Hello."
Jiahe gently shook her hand.
Unlike actors who have been filming all year round, her palms were delicate and smooth, with a hint of warmth.
The facial features of the person in front of her were three-dimensional and distinct, and she looked like a mixed race.
She sighed secretly in her heart, and just as she was thinking of saying something to dispel the strangeness, Tian Chu had already let go of her hand: "Jiahe, you look very kind."
Jiahe looked at her in confusion, and recalled it carefully in his mind, but to no avail.
When he was a reporter, he was responsible for the financial section.
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Later, he changed his career to become a screenwriter, and all he saw were actors.
He really didn't have anything to do with singers, but he was on TV.
Shang met Tianchu countless times, but if she said she had seen him, it was probably just an illusion.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Tianchu turned his head slightly and glanced at Yi Wenze, with an indescribable feeling in his eyes.
At this time, the place where the three of them were standing was in a corridor, lit with a row of warm yellow lanterns.
Yi Wenze was leaning on the corridor pillar, and behind him was a paper lantern, lightly outlining a figure. .
He didn't seem to see Tianchu's gaze, but looked at Jiahe and said, "Let's go eat first.
If you have anything to say, don't be in a hurry."
In his voice, despite the tiredness of filming for seven consecutive hours, he was still gentle and moderate.
"Ah, okay."
Jiahe said immediately and stuffed the phone into his pocket.
I almost forgot that my idol hasn’t had dinner yet after all the hard work.
However, she glanced at Tianchu, who looked unhappy, and realized a serious problem.
She was an outsider no matter what, and it would be awkward to just follow him for a meal.
As she thought about it, she quickly searched for Qiaoqiao, only to find that apart from the three of them, there were only people packing equipment busy in the snow on the entire set.
"You go ahead, I made an appointment with the crew over there to have dinner together, and they have been waiting for a long time," Tianchu suddenly said, putting the mask back on as he spoke, and looked at Jiahe again, "We have to be in Hengdian anyway.
If you stay for two or three months, there will always be a chance.”
Jiahe couldn't see her expression, but he could feel the deep aura in her words.
He looked at Yi Wenze, and the idol still leaned on the pillar without saltiness and said something to her in Cantonese: The day after tomorrow 3pm.
Tianchu hesitated for a moment, said okay, turned around and walked out of the corridor.
The snow was stepped on by high heels, leaving two rows of small shoe prints.
The prints were perfect and hasty in the white snow.
Jiahe looked at her back, a little confused.
Seeing that Tianchu had been waiting for so long just now, he definitely didn't intend to leave after saying a few words, but why did he leave so suddenly?
During the entire dinner, she quietly observed Following Yi Wenze, he never found the answer, but with his constant care, he destroyed half a plate of steamed buns and meat.
Back in the hotel room, the first thing Jiahe did was to find out all the divorce news about Yi Wenze and carefully study the real reasons for the idol's divorce.
It doesn't make sense that the two protagonists get along extremely harmoniously in a divorce case that has caused a stir in three places.
In this world, even Zhou Huimin has committed a misdemeanor case just to make a comeback.
Tianchu and Yi Wenze are constantly having new dramas.
Could it be that this is just a hype?
She was looking at the screen carefully when the phone suddenly vibrated violently.
She picked it up and it was Gu Yu's voice.
"Jiahe, are you asleep?"
The voice on the other side sounded a little drifting, as if he was slightly tipsy.
Jiahe was stunned for a moment, then said nothing after a long while.
He put the phone to his ear and began to close more than thirty news windows one by one.
Both of them stopped.
No one spoke first.
There was only the clear sound of mouse clicks in the room, interspersed with keyboard typing.
The first private phone call after five years, the two people who had experienced deep love and betrayal, only to hear each other.
That's all that's left.
After a while, Gu Yu sighed: "You are looking at the computer."
Jiahe hummed: "I'm watching the news."
"Why haven't you slept yet?"
"I'm used to it," she said casually.
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"For me at this time, I have just finished dinner and entered the nightlife."
Gu Yu's voice has always been very magnetic, and with a hint of drunkenness, it is very much like the host of a midnight radio station, with a little bit of vague temptation.
Jiahe used to be obsessed with his voice, but now she somehow suddenly remembered Yi Wenze's Mandarin with a Hong Kong accent, which was gentle but not exaggerated.
He analyzed what kind of coffee is suitable for him sentence by sentence.
He couldn't help but feel a little distracted.
"Are your parents okay?"
Gu Yu interrupted her distraction.
"It's not bad.
My dad fishes every day.
My mom has just learned how to play Landlord.
She has to report her results to me several times every day."
"Where are the grandparents?"
"Grandpa is in good health, but grandma passed away last year."
She stood up, walked to the window and looked at the small buildings in the distance, and began to think about the purpose of his phone call.
Although they said they were still friends when they broke up, it was a textbook farewell for all couples breaking up.
It's so late at night, and I still receive long-distance roaming calls.
It's still very expensive to chat so aimlessly.
"You should also pay attention to rest," Gu Yu continued, "I saw that you were in very bad spirits that day."
If he hadn't suddenly appeared that day, I wouldn't have been forced to get out of bed at around seven o'clock, causing me to spend the whole day in chaos and dizziness.
Faced with this somewhat intimate instruction, Jiahe didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he simply remained silent.
Gu Yuxiang also realized that he had said something inappropriate, and he laughed leisurely: "Don't mind, I'm a bit verbose after drinking too much.
I just had dinner with a few friends, and I remembered that you are a screenwriter, so I recommended it.
It happened that someone wanted to If you want to invest in TV series, I might want to take a look at your work list.
There may be opportunities for cooperation.”
Jiahe was silent for a moment, then smiled and said thank you: "I will send you an email another day when I have the opportunity."
"Okay," Gu Yu said, "It's still the same email address as before, you know."
Yahoo’s email address is jiaheyever It was she who forced Gu Yu to register when he was still a young boy.
Thinking about it now is so painful.
Several cars passed by outside the window, and the lights were very hazy because of the snow.
Jiahe was a little at a loss.
He just wanted to end the topic quickly, so he said something faster than his brain: "By the way, there is something I just want to gossip about with you.
It's about Yi Wenze."
The person on the phone hesitated for a moment: "Go ahead."
"Is the divorce report about my idol Yi Wenze true?"
Before she could finish speaking, she hit her forehead against the glass in embarrassment.
It was so vulgar that she used gossip about her idol to change the topic.
After a long silence, Gu Yucai slowly said: "Why don't you just ask Yi Wenze?"
How dare she, a fan, ask such a sensitive question to her idol?
Jiahe said awkwardly: "I don't know him that well.
Sorry, I only remembered that you are in the media, but I forgot that you are the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, not an entertainment weekly."
When she was just about to say forget it, the person there already laughed twice: "I thought you would be able to look down on celebrities and idols after becoming a screenwriter."
Jiahe was speechless.
At this time, Gu Yu seemed to have just gotten into a taxi.
After reporting his address to the driver, he continued: "This interview is with Tianchu.
I only heard a few words from the people below.
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Although she is here He debuted in Hong Kong, but his ancestral home is Zhejiang.
The two have agreed to divorce for half a year.
They will go through the formalities during this break from filming in Hengdian.
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