The premiere was at 7:30 in the evening.
Jiahe originally thought that Yi Wenze would go out for a work dinner, but to his surprise, he didn't show up yet at 5:30.
Although she was surfing the Internet, she kept looking at him.
It wasn't until he finally found out that he cleared his throat: "If you don't go out, you won't have time to eat."
He looked at the time: "I'm hungry."
"not yet."
Am I a pig?
Why do you always ask me if I am hungry?
She lowered her head and continued to look at the computer.
She found many typos in the word.
It's over, and I have to do it all over again.
Sitting next to him is really inefficient.
She frowned in annoyance, and Yi Wenze looked at her again, smiled and said that Aqing had already ordered food and it would be delivered shortly.
Jiahe was surprised and asked why he didn't go out for a work meal.
He was surprised: "You have arrangements."
Of course not.
What arrangements can I make when I come to Tianjin unexpectedly?
"Don't you need to eat with them?"
"No," Yi Wenze stood up and took out clean clothes from the closet, "I'll go with you after dinner."
Then, he entered the bathroom calmly.
It wasn't until he heard the clear sound of water that Jiahe looked away in confusion, then looked down at the computer and corrected typos.
The clacking of keyboards and the sound of rushing water slowly mixed together.
Jiahe looked at the screen and changed it several times.
It was still a holy book full of typos, and his heart secretly bleeds.
This efficiency is simply the level of a primary school student.
I can't come up with three hundred words in a whole day It's not that she's full of adult games, it's that this hotel is too romantic.
The bathroom has floor-to-ceiling glass.
Although Yi Wenze has closed the shower curtain inside, the shadows dangling here and there really test one's concentration.
She shook her head, forget it, make the best use of everything, and write a passionate drama.
There is still a passionate scene that has been stuck on my computer for three days.
If I don’t write it now, when will I update it?
She bit her lip, glanced at the bathroom, and quickly started working: ΔThe space outside the hotel.
ΔIn the room, I was flipping through magazines on the bed, feeling restless.
Δs quickly took off his coat, took out his shirt from the closet, walked to the bathroom door and stopped, holding the door with his hand to look at it. s: Smile, why don’t you wash it first?
: I'm nervous.
I'm waiting for the call.
You'll be fine first.
Δs smiled without saying a word and walked into the bathroom.
ΔThe sound of water gradually grew stronger, and behind the shower curtain, S' figure was looming.
There was a thumping sound, and someone was knocking on the door.
Jiahe almost fell off the bed, threw the computer on the bed, ran to the door, took a deep breath and asked: "Who is it?"
"Screenwriter, it's me."
Ah Qing said with a smile.
She opened the door: "Come in quickly."
Ah Qing was carrying a large paper bag.
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He took a step excitedly, but then he blushed and jumped two steps: "I just bought it.
I don't know if you like it or not."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the bag into Jiahe, "Eat quickly, it's still hot."
Jiahe took it silently, feeling a sense of sadness that he couldn't argue with.
Based on her own position, she couldn't say anything to Assistant Yi Wenze and nothing would happen.
Don't think too much about it.
She said thank you awkwardly and was about to accept her fate and close the door when someone behind her said, "Let the car wait downstairs at seven o'clock.
Ah Qing said, and quickly added: "It's still early."
After that, he ran away.
It came out at the right time.
Jiahe turned around numbly, and he had already taken the bag in her hand.
The hair of the person in front of her was dripping with water, and her shirt had not yet been fully buttoned and was half open, as if she was filming a bathroom commercial.
He was just carrying a paper bag with a slight smile on his face and asked her: "Do you want it?"
bath" On one side is the bathroom filled with white mist, and on the other side is the floor-to-ceiling mirror, which infinitely magnifies the space and his smile.
Jiahe felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, and he was about to cook himself.
After holding it in for a long time, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Let's eat first.
If you don't make it in time, you'll be in trouble."
What flashed in front of her eyes were the passionate scenes she had just written.
The realistic scenes popped out of her mind one by one.
Her face instantly turned red, and even her fingertips began to feel hot.
Jiahe quickly looked away: "Would you like some water?"
After saying that, he immediately walked to the bar, squatted down and opened the small refrigerator, waiting for his reply.
Say something, say something, this is too embarrassing.
My fingers unconsciously slid over all the cans and plastic bottles.
It was very cold, but I still couldn't suppress the embarrassment just now.
She watched him walk over from the corner of her eye, then bent down, putting one hand on the bar and taking purified water from the refrigerator with the other.
This posture just hugged her to her chest, and the water on her hair rubbed against the tips of her ears, immediately making her stiffen.
Fortunately, I only got two bottles of water in the end.
"Choose me an outfit," he said, "for the evening."
Jiahe felt a little stupid when he heard this: "I'm not very good at choosing men's clothes, I don't have much taste."
Yi Wenze straightened up and took two more cups: "It doesn't matter, the colors of my clothes are very simple, and I wear shirts and suits in public events.
It's a good choice."
Jiahe said "oh" and watched him start pouring water.
He motioned for him to go to the wardrobe to choose, but he could only rush over to the shelves.
In fact, Yi Wenze's dressing sense is absolutely first-class.
She has already become familiar with it by just reading news and street photos for so many years, but she still feels guilty if she really has to choose.
But after opening the closet and looking at the row of black, white and gray, I immediately calmed down.
You can’t go wrong with this color scheme no matter how you choose it.
"I remember you wore this at the Yongan press conference."
She picked up one and asked.
The impression was really deep.
This was the first time I saw his clothes.
I must keep them in my collection in the future.
The sofa was right by the window, and the sky was already dark.
Looking from here, it looked like a very clean curtain, dotted with lights from far and near.
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He held the small bottle of mineral water in his hand, then unscrewed it and hummed lightly.
The sound of water running suddenly became very clear.
She turned around and fiddled with her shirt one by one.
It wasn't much, but he looked at it for a long time: "Wear a casual shirt, I like you in white."
"good."
"Actually, casual clothes look better, but for this occasion, forget it."
She took out two shirts.
"Which one is better" was just a subtle difference in style, and she still couldn't decide.
Yi Wenze took a sip of water: "Which one do you like?"
Jiahe hesitated for a moment and raised his right hand: "This."
"Then this."
After getting the initial approval, she became more and more comfortable and started to discuss with him one by one.
In the end, she found that no matter what she said, he would just nod and say yes.
In the end, she felt embarrassed and asked, "Are you following my instructions on purpose?"
Said" He smiled: "You can make the decision on this kind of thing."
The tone is very calm, the eyes are very gentle, just say that you make the decision.
She finally came over, but seemed worried: "Do you want any accessories?"
Yi Wenze then took out boxes of food: "No need to be so particular, it's just a premiere."
Jiahe wanted to ask again, but he He had already handed her the chopsticks: "There will be more opportunities in the future, so eat first."
Jiahe groaned and reached out to take the chopsticks, but he took his hand and pulled her to his lap to sit down: "You were wearing the same shirt that day, with a pink down jacket outside.
It looks very good."
It's a very common sentence, why is it always so sensational when you come to him?
Jiahe's eyes wandered wildly, trying not to look at his open collar.
Unfortunately, those frames jumped out again immediately.
It was like a live exercise.
I can't write this kind of thing next time, especially not use him as a blueprint.
The last reason was screaming, calm down, it's too late, she Finally breaking away from him: "Your legs are just fine, this will cause problems."
Then she gave him ice water.
Calm down, calm down, everyone.
Yi Wenze took the arranged car, and Jiahe simply drove his car to the cinema.
Because it was a premiere, the surrounding parking spaces had already been taken away.
She drove around for a long time before she finally found a residential area to park, and then sadly walked for ten minutes back to the cinema.
There were people everywhere, buzzing, excited buzzing.
Jiahe looked at these people and suddenly felt a little nervous.
With such a good response from so many fans, it was hard for her not to be proud.
She dangled her car keys, her mouth always raised, and looked around, finally choosing the east corner of the second floor, where she had a wide view.
Just as she stood still, someone shouted at Yi Wenze at the door.
She hurriedly looked around, but was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
The people behind "Jiahe" were a little uncertain.
Jiahe looked back and saw a very handsome face that looked very familiar.
She searched her mind for a while and then remembered: "Zhou Jun" was a minor supporting character in the previous film.
I really didn't expect to see him here.
Zhou Jun took off his sunglasses: "It's really you.
I thought I saw it wrong.
What a coincidence."
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"Yes, what a coincidence."
Jiahe responded casually.
At this time, there was a commotion downstairs, and he turned around to look.
Yi Wenze had already walked into the lobby, smiling all the way to the elevator.
The woman beside him was wearing a small dress and smiling sweetly.
Jiahe was recalling the name of the female lead when Zhou Jun whispered next to him: "Come here to pick up a new drama."
Jiahe shook his head and smiled: "No, I'm here to play with my friends."
"Boyfriend" he asked directly.
Jiahe was stunned for a moment, "I know you very well.
Why do you ask me everything?"
However, out of politeness, she still hummed, looked at Zhou Jun and asked again, and quickly said: "It's time, I'm going in."
Zhou Jun looked at her in surprise: "You are also watching the Dark City."
Jiahe nodded, He took out the ticket and said, "Me too.
Someone gave me the ticket.
I just thought I'd come and have a look.
Maybe I can run into some old friends."
Jiahe snorted, and then asked, "Look at your tickets.
Are they together?"
This guy is really familiar.
Jiahe took out the ticket and handed it to him.
The man over there just took it and sighed: "What a great ticket.
These seats are all from the manufacturer, right?"
He sighed several times while holding the ticket.
Jiahe listened in embarrassment.
Since he got such a ticket, it was difficult to say that he was not familiar with the crew, so he could only find Aqing and ask for another one.
She originally thought that she could just throw it away, but when Ah Qing heard that she had spoken, he immediately made it a top priority and insisted on getting one next to Jiahe.
When the two of them sat down, Zhou Jun still kept whispering in a low voice, all with intentional amusement.
Jiahe felt a little uncomfortable and suddenly remembered the rumors about this person.
In fact, she couldn't quite remember the actor's name.
The reason she could remember this young actor was because his girlfriend was one of the screenwriters of the previous play.
At that time, I heard people criticize him privately.
His favorite thing to say on the set was: My girlfriend is a screenwriter.
She can add scenes to whoever she wants, and let whoever she wants to die die.
Thinking of this, she felt embarrassed.
Shouldn't it Probably not There were routine introductions, reflections, and interactions until finally Yi Wenze came on stage and the atmosphere was completely absorbed.
The host was very lively, but no matter what the problem was, he said a few words lightly, neither painful nor itchy, neither serious nor serious.
In the past, every time he watched his interviews, Jiahe felt that his idol had a very distinctive accent, but now when he listened to it, he found it funny.
Until the very end, someone was still calling his name.
Beside him, Zhou Jun was still chatting away.
Jiahe couldn't bear it anymore and hissed: "Let's start, let's watch the movie first."
Just as he finished speaking, someone sat down in the empty seat beside him, it was Yi Wenze.
He gently shook Jiahe's hand, and when he was about to speak, Zhou Jun immediately stuck his head out and said in surprise: "Teacher Yi."
The author has something to say: How deep is the group?
Thank you for continuing to read my journal.
There are quite a lot of people like s Zhou Jun.
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