Two nurses came down the stairs, and one of them quietly glanced a few more times.
He probably also thought of Yi Wenze who was staying at the hotel, whispering to the people around him and passing by Jiahe.
"Actually, there is no need to explain these things."
Jiahe waited until no one was around, then looked at her with a smile, "Teacher Yi didn't tell me, maybe because he felt that there was no need to pay attention to this kind of thing, it was just a simple breakfast. ” Being a screenwriter is really a good profession.
You can come up with this kind of words easily and effortlessly.
I am no longer as stupid as I was when I only listened to people's arrogant remarks.
After listening for half an hour, I almost died from internal injuries.
Tianchu smiled perfectly and patted her shoulder: "Don't take it too seriously.
You'll get used to this kind of thing.
I used to be like this too.
I didn't even know when I was being patted.
When something went wrong, I got into a panic and became embarrassed.
Very."
Tianchu's words are like needles hidden in the cotton.
The needles are in place but leave no traces.
Jiahe smiled: "But thank you anyway."
Tianchu said some more words of advice, looking as friendly as an old acquaintance.
Before leaving, he remembered the endorsement thing again, and specifically told Jiahe that if there was a chance, he would definitely give priority to his friends.
Jiahe also laughed and said thank you, but in his heart he was secretly cursing Xiao Yu who was far away in Beijing.
Probably out of fear of being mobbed by reporters, Tianchu left quickly.
Jiahe didn't have a watch, and his mobile phone was scrapped.
He could only estimate the time based on how hungry he was, and judge whether he should eat first and then go see the idol, or watch the idol first and then eat.
Just like that, I went back to the third floor to see where Xiao Ou was.
At this time, the reporters had been chased away by the nurses.
Only Ah Qing was on the phone outside the ward, vaguely sounding like they were coordinating working hours. .
"Screenwriter," Ah Qing happened to see her and called out while covering the phone, "There happens to be no one around.
Come here quickly."
Wave and open the door, all in one go.
Jiahe didn't know what to say and hurriedly entered the ward.
The room was very clean, with only two beds.
There were many bouquets of flowers placed on the vacant bed, which was very colorful and beautiful.
Yi Wenze was sitting on the bed by the window, his whole body enveloped in the warm spring sun.
He raised his head and glanced at Jiahe quietly.
He was wearing a simple white shirt, with the cuffs folded and rolled up to his elbows, and a simple white quilt was draped over his legs to protect him from reporters' attacks.
There were monitors around him, and there was an open laptop in front of him.
Jiahe saw that he was wearing a Bluetooth headset and guessed that he was on the phone, so he mouthed: Teacher Yi.
He smiled slightly: "Do it for a while, wait until I finish making this call."
Jiahe sat down obediently, put his backpack on his lap, and waited quietly for him to call, not daring to make a sound.
It was like a conference call over there, and they were all talking about reports.
It seemed to be about Yi Wenze's company.
Being an artist is a hard job.
When you have money, you will naturally use it to make money.
It is best to make a lot of money and not have to deal with the wind and rain.
As a senior fan for more than ten years, she is still very concerned about the career of idols.
Although she is not as good as those older generation artists who own multiple listed companies, she still makes a lot of money.
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Jiahe secretly sighed at his idol's dedication and stared at him for a while.
It wasn't until Yi Wenze picked up the water glass and glanced at her that she quickly turned her gaze away.
After taking a small sip to soothe his throat, Yi Wenze put down the glass and continued the conference call.
Most of the time, he said he was just listening carefully and occasionally said a few words.
"What are you thinking about?"
At some point, he had hung up the phone and was still looking at the screen and typing.
"Nothing."
Jiahe said hurriedly.
"Have you got a meal yet" Jiahe hesitated and said honestly.
He glanced at the lower right corner of the screen: "It's half past one and I haven't eaten yet."
Jiahe wanted to say that he had no chance to eat, but he swallowed the words as soon as they came to his lips, and just casually said: "I forgot to eat."
"Forgot" Yi Wenze's hand stopped for a moment and he repeated flatly.
"I woke up too late," Jiahe added awkwardly, "I also heard from Qiaoqiao that you were injured and came here before you had time to eat."
Then he saw a lot of reporters, and was stimulated by Tianchu, Then, it is obviously a simple question, but why does it become so complicated when you meet an idol?
Yi Wenze did not ask any further questions, but called Ah Qing in and asked her to buy a meal.
When Ah Qing was about to go out, he added casually: "Let's see if there is a restaurant with freshly ground coffee nearby.
Come back with a cup of nanna.
If you don’t have nanna, buy ocha.”
Ah Qing was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, haven't you stopped drinking coffee a long time ago?"
Yi Wenze said casually: "It's for Jiahe."
Ah Qing said oh, closed the door and ran away.
It was uneasy silence again.
Jiahe began to think hard about how she seemed to be here to visit a patient.
Without saying a word of polite comfort, she was inexplicably taken care of for a meal.
She stared at the beating of the monitor and suddenly remembered the photo. .
The reason she spoke to Tianchu just now was because she was somewhat hostile to Tianchu, who was cheating on her, but her words were not unreasonable.
At this time and place, if this photo was circulated, she could not even imagine what the result would be. .
"There's something," she decided it was better to ask, "I want to know if it affects you."
"It's about the photo."
Yi Wenze clicked the mouse and the email was sent successfully.
Jiahe hummed, hesitating whether to tell him what Tianchu said.
Yi Wenze had already closed the computer and placed it on the table on the right: "Tianchu told you."
Jiahe nodded, feeling the urge to worship an idol as a prophet.
"You don't need to pay too much attention to Tianchu's words.
This matter is not serious."
"That night, Teacher Tian Chutian said that I looked kind, was it because of this photo?"
Now that everything has been said here, let’s just ask clearly.
"Probably."
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
Jiahe blurted out, suddenly feeling that this was inappropriate, and immediately added, "I mean, if this photo causes trouble, if I know the situation, I can at least prepare the appropriate things in advance.
"argument" The wording is getting more and more exaggerated, making it seem like there is no "appropriate explanation".
Forget it, let's just apologize directly.
It was all because of my own carelessness that people took such a clear picture of my face.
"Sorry," Yi Wenze's voice was gentle, "It's just a small matter, so I didn't tell you specifically."
Jiahe looked at him in surprise, even his words of apology were snatched away The door was suddenly pushed open.
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A young nurse walked in, looked at the monitoring data, and asked a few questions in a low voice.
Her voice was so gentle that it could squeeze out water.
Jiahe began to unkindly guess that the nurse in charge of this room must have been assigned by lottery and waited for the nurses to finish their work.
She finally caught the opportunity and when she wanted to continue the conversation, the door was knocked several more times.
It’s really lively.
"Screenwriter," Xiao Ou poked his head in, "Qiaoqiao said that I won't wait for you to eat, so you can solve it yourself."
Jiahe said resentfully, "Okay."
"Do you want me to buy it for you?"
Xiao Ou said.
"No."
"It's almost two o'clock, why don't you eat something?"
Xiao Ou conscientiously consoled him.
"Xiao Ou," Yi Wenze interrupted the tug-of-war between the two, "Aqing has gone down to buy food.
Please take a look.
She is not familiar with the roads here."
"Oh, okay."
Xiao Ou finally understood, shrank his neck, and went out knowingly.
Yi Wenze picked up the water cup and realized that he had almost drank it.
Jiahe took the cup naturally: "I'll add some water for you."
She walked to the water dispenser and paused again: "Want it hotter, or better?"
Warmer” There was silence for a moment: "Hot it."
Jiahe pressed the switch.
The water dispenser was not very easy to use and the water flow was very thin.
However, because of the quietness of the room, even the sound of water connection could be heard clearly.
Jiahe stiffened his arms and silently thought to himself to go faster, but the water dispenser was getting worse and worse.
It was so slow that it was excruciatingly slow.
"Where is your cell phone?"
He suddenly asked.
Qiaoqiao came to find her but asked someone to send a message.
Apparently there was something wrong with her cell phone.
"I accidentally fell into the water yesterday and it was scrapped."
She pressed the switch, turned around, handed the water cup to Yi Wenze, and said sheepishly, "Fortunately, I will go back to Shanghai soon.
Otherwise, I was really afraid of delaying work.
It’s just a shame for my birdie record.”
"I'm going back to Shanghai."
Yi Wenze took the glass, held it in his hand, and took a sip.
"Yeah," Jiahe looked at him with a smile, and happened to meet his gaze.
He was inexplicably nervous, "The next film is in Beijing.
We need to prepare first.
We have to go to several meetings first.
It's better to stay in Shanghai.
It’s convenient.
You know, Director Jiang takes good care of the screenwriter.
Usually, communication and other things can be done through him, but other companies don’t treat him so well.”
Thinking about other companies and groups, her hair grew red and she wished she could stay away all day so she wouldn't have to deal with those actors.
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Yi Wenze smiled: "I haven't gotten used to it yet."
Jiahe smiled awkwardly: "It's a question of personality.
If we really know each other, and you ask me to add a few lines or something, I don't know how to refuse."
There is a kind of person in the world called a good old man, and he definitely refers to herself.
When she thought of it, When I was with the group, I always tried to avoid debts as if I owed money to others, which made me extremely hurt internally.
Others can eat, drink, play and practice Tai Chi with confidence, so why can’t I learn it myself?
Yi Wenze looked at her thoughtfully: "So, if there is a chance to cooperate again next time, I should eat with you more and win the screenwriter's favor."
Although he spoke seriously, the smile spread from his lips to There was a hint of joking in his eyes.
"That was actually just for fun.
If I really have that much power, why would I need the editor, reviewer, and director?"
Jiahe pretended to be relaxed and cleared his throat.
Yi Wenze still looked at her with a smile, just smiled and said nothing else.
Ah Qing was really not familiar with the roads near the hospital.
It took a long time to buy a meal, and the coffee was already a little cold when it came into his hand.
Yi Wenze didn't say anything after Ah Qing came in.
He just turned on the computer, tapped the keyboard slowly with his fingers, and began to slowly flip through the web pages, as if he was a little absent-minded.
Looking at his slightly frowned eyebrows, Jiahe finally understood that he must have disturbed his idol's business.
He took a few sips of the coffee in a hurry, and without even having time to drink the coffee, he held it in his hand and hurriedly left the door.
The nervousness he felt when he came has long since disappeared, but Yi Wenze's absent-minded look just now is always lingering.
It wasn't until the elevator dinged softly that she suddenly remembered that there was no way to contact Xiao Ou.
She could only go back to the third floor and wanted to borrow a mobile phone from A Qing.
Just when she walked to the door of the ward, she saw a doctor with The young nurse just now came out and whispered: "Look, big stars are not something ordinary people can do.
Ordinary people would not be able to bear the pain in bed."
Jiahe was panicked when he heard this.
When Aqing came out, he asked her: "What's wrong?"
Ah Qing said: "Screenwriter, why are you back again?"
Jiahe motioned her to keep her voice down: "I'm here to borrow your cell phone.
What happened just now?
Is there any problem?"
Ah Qing immediately lowered her voice: "I did a lot of pre-operative examinations in the morning.
The surgery was originally scheduled for noon, but Teacher Yi insisted on scheduling it until the evening."
She looked at Jiahe distressedly and sighed, "Just now he said there were still more surgeries.
Halfway through the conference call, I asked the doctor for analgesics, and then I realized that his shirt was soaked.” gd1806102: