Yi Wenze was in the drama during the day, so Jiahe discussed with him and booked a flight back at night.
He left very early, and Jiahe continued to sleep for a while in a daze, and didn't go through the check-out procedures until almost twelve o'clock.
The front desk took the room card and entered the information, and immediately glanced at her calmly.
Jiahe had to pretend to be stupid and kept looking down at his phone.
"Miss, you can sign the bill now."
When the bill was pushed in front of her, she put down her phone and picked up a pen, but found that the former's calm expression had turned into a naked gossip look.
Jiahe inexplicably picked up the list and glanced at it, and understood immediately.
There is a box of something in the consumption list.
After staring at the list in despair for three seconds, she made a big stroke and wrote a random letter as a name.
The flight was at eight o'clock in the evening, and there was a gap in the whole afternoon.
She finally went to Jinli to eat.
She walked around, ate and looked around.
She came here every time she came to Chengdu on business.
Xiao Yu always laughed at her for only going to the kind of commercial street that locals didn't go to.
But this place is so nice.
You can finish most of the coveted Chengdu snacks in one go.
It’s perfect for a lazy person like her.
Save time, effort, and transportation costs.
Until she couldn't eat anymore, she found a corner of the coffee shop to sit, turned on the computer and looked at the web page boredly.
Although I couldn't get any sunshine, there was still the smell of sunshine everywhere.
I was obviously sweating, but I still felt like I was enjoying it.
After watching the international news for a while, I still couldn't make up my mind.
After a while, I accidentally touched his scarf.
People's mentality is always very strange.
Ever since I was with him, I didn't dare to look at his scarf or the news.
I was always uneasy, afraid that I could spy on something.
There are very few updates, probably because I am too busy with new dramas.
The latest one was at 6 o'clock this morning.
A very simple sentence: For so many years, I always thought that there would be a gap between illusion and reality.
Unexpectedly, reality is more perfect.
From beginning to end, she silently read the sentence a dozen times.
Because the hint was so obvious, the number of messages exploded, and the number of replies exceeded 3,000 in just one morning.
Yi Wenze became famous too early, and most of his fans are adults.
Compared with the confession of gossip, there are more heart-warming blessings.
All kinds of simple words are just asking if something good is coming soon and when it will be announced.
After a few glances, Jiahe didn't dare to look any further.
He completely shrunk on the sofa, biting his nails, his eyes wandering in a daze.
After a while, he suddenly blushed and immediately covered his face to calm himself down.
It's over, it's over, what are you thinking about in broad daylight?
The waiter was bringing the coffee, and she was startled: "Beautiful girl, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
On the contrary, Jiahe was frightened by him.
Then he realized that he was a nymphomaniac in public.
He immediately sat up straight and cleared his throat: "It's nothing, thank you."
Just because of this short sentence, her entire afternoon was wasted.
After writing a farewell scene for four hours, she finally gave up the possibility of working and simply closed the computer to pay the bill.
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It was already getting dark when I walked out of the store.
A long string of red lanterns swayed on both sides of the road, and three or two people passed each other from time to time.
As she was walking and thinking about whether to go to the airport first, the phone she had been waiting for all day suddenly rang.
"It's done."
She tried hard to suppress her excitement, her voice was so gentle that it could make her cry.
He hummed: "Have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten properly yet, but I'm almost full."
She walked casually and smelled the fragrance around her.
She still couldn't help but want to see if she could eat anything more.
It was like this every time she came to Sichuan.
He refused to give up, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet.
Let's go to Chengdu.
Where are you?"
Jiahe stopped suddenly: "Aren't you outside?
Why are you back?"
"I wanted to see you, so I came back."
Yi Wenze's voice was neither soft nor serious, but he just held her seven inches.
Jiahe held the phone and was a little confused about what to say.
After a while, he said softly, " I’m in Jinli.”
Over there, Ah Qing was asking where he was going.
Yi Wenze replied to Jujinli, and Ah Qing immediately shouted that it was great and he could eat enough in one go.
Jiahe was silent, she and he really had something in common.
"About fifteen minutes, please find a place to wait for me," he said, and then added, "There are a lot of people here."
Jiahe said, "Who is it?"
He smiled and said, "They are all People from the crew.”
Jiahe thought for a while: "Then I'll find a bigger hotel first."
When he arrived, there were indeed more than a dozen people.
Jiahe watched him come in and hurriedly stood up.
It wasn't until he took his hand and smiled and said to the director next to him that this is my girlfriend that he started to let go.
The director smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.
He shook hands with her and exclaimed, "We became extras just for you."
Jiahe was embarrassed to laugh and squeezed Yi Wenze's hand hard.
"Why are you back?"
She asked him in a low voice after everyone started eating, "You won't delay the business, right?"
Yi Wenze's dedication is not just a rumor for a day or two.
Previous reports were all about how he fought for his life on the set and how his stomach bleeds after traveling all over the country for promotions.
Traveling such a long way to eat for no reason like today was definitely not something he could do.
He smiled: "On some special days, exceptions must be made."
She bit the meat on the bamboo stick and thought of the scarf again, then decisively lowered her head and pretended to be dead.
Sichuan food can always whet your appetite.
In the end, everyone was eating happily and making jokes about Jiahe.
A male producer looked at her seriously and joked: "Before joining the team, my wife heard about Teacher Yi.
She couldn't sleep almost every night.
She asked me to give She got autographed photos and said she must find out who her rival is so that her girlish dream will be completely shattered."
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He threw a bamboo stick on the table, caressed his chest and sighed, "I finally completed the task today."
Another person also joined in the fun and said with a smile: "It's strange, my girlfriend also said this."
It was rare for Jiahe to be teased like this, and it was difficult to deal with it for a while.
It happened that the time was almost up, so he simply told Yi Wenze that he had to leave first.
When everyone heard this, they immediately started shouting and told her to stay.
Yi Wenze was performing a night show tomorrow, so she could stay in Chengdu today.
Jiahe hurriedly explained: "It's because of the night scene that I have to have a good rest today."
After saying that, he felt that the words were not right and immediately added, "I will join the group tomorrow morning, so I won't spend more time with you.
See you later."
The male producer immediately laughed: "The screenwriter often comes to visit the team, so I feel relieved."
After he finished speaking, the young woman who had been sitting in the corner finally changed her expression.
Jiahe smiled, and finally made a joke that fit the occasion: "It's not safe to leave it outside.
My target is the hidden beauty in the golden house."
Everyone laughed and praised him as a screenwriter.
Yi Wenze smiled lightly and gave her a meaningful look: "I'm always here for you."
In order to accompany him, Jiahe almost took a taxi.
When he arrived at the airport, he sadly found that the plane was delayed again.
She sat in the departure hall and saw that the bridge where she wanted to check in was still empty.
She felt even more sad because the plane hadn't arrived yet.
Just as he was taking out his cell phone to send a text message to complain, someone sat down next to him.
“What a coincidence”
She turned her head at the all-too-familiar voice: "What a coincidence, you are back in Shanghai."
There is always embarrassment.
That day when he was downstairs at his house, he didn't even go down to say hello.
It had been a few months since then.
Gu Yu only nodded: "You also go back to Shanghai."
"No," Jiahe shook his head, "I still have work to do when I go back to Beijing."
After she finished speaking, neither of them spoke anymore.
Just when Yi Wenze's call came in, she said sorry, stood up and walked away.
It wasn't too noisy there anymore.
It was probably in the car.
Since there were too many people there, Jiahe said a few words to him and said if it was inconvenient, we would talk about it in Beijing.
After hanging up the phone, Gu Yu hadn't left yet.
She couldn't make it too obvious, so she had to sit back down.
I glanced at the tarmac and saw that the plane had already arrived, and a large number of people were walking out of the covered bridge.
Only then did she finally see the hope of boarding the plane, and she secretly prayed to board the plane quickly so that she would not stay in such an embarrassing situation.
"Your drama has very good ratings," Gu Yu suddenly said, "I was watching the review a few days ago and someone wanted to interview you."
Jiahe reacted for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, it's such an exaggeration.
I'm not that valuable."
The screenwriting industry is weak in mainland China.
Except for those who are good at self-promotion and become famous instantly, it is really difficult to be like actors, who are constantly being interviewed to increase their popularity.
Before Gu Yu could answer, a boarding reminder suddenly sounded.
It was a flight to Shanghai.
Great.
Jiahe immediately pointed to the boarding gate in the distance: "It's yours, right?"
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Gu Yu hummed and stood up: "But I canceled that interview.
I guess if you were in the past, you probably wouldn't like to appear in public."
Jiahe awkwardly pulled the corners of his lips: "Thank you, I am really such a person. ” He picked up his luggage and put it away before suddenly remembering something and looking back at her: "My friend seems to have a show to do.
He asked me about you a few days ago.
How are you?
Are you interested?"
"My schedule is full for the second half of the year," she shook her head decisively, "If necessary, I can introduce him to a better one."
Such an obvious rejection is something that any smart person would understand.
Gu Yu glanced at her calmly and said nothing more.
Jiahe continued to sit there, watching the food delivery truck deliver meals to the plane, when his cell phone suddenly rang again.
Yi Wenze's name flashed on the screen, and she was a little surprised.
She answered the call and said, "It was quiet there.
She became a little nervous for a moment.
She thought something had happened, so she hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?
Did something happen?"
"No," his voice came over calmly, "I was closing the door just now."
Jiahe snorted and said somewhat sourly: "Isn't there someone knocking on your door again?"
"Dear wife," Yi Wenze said slowly, "I brought so many people here for dinner today just to allow you to return to Beijing with peace of mind."
As soon as those two words were uttered, she lost her temper first: "Who I asked you to call me that.”
She lowered her head and stared at Mengqiqi on her bag, and began to feel untimely that half of her face was swollen.
Not only did she see him, but the entire crew saw it. soso His voice was a little erratic, as if the signal was not very good.
After a while, it finally became clear.
It was as empty as being outdoors: "Jiahe."
Jiahe hummed.
He was still worried about his swollen face, but his voice had softened: "There are some things that should be done."
I'll do it, don't compete with me next time."
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