Regarding the sequel, the editor and reviewer had not yet officially signed the contract, but Qiao Qiao had already sent out the news.
Countless interviews were conducted, and the hype was lively.
Jiahe asked him if he wanted to take on the sequel, but Yi Wenze said seriously that there should be no schedule.
After hearing this, she couldn't tell whether she was excited or disappointed.
If he acts, he will feel awkward.
If he doesn't act, the drama will be worthless if he doesn't star in it.
Jiahe stood downstairs in the production company, staring at the magazine in the newsstand where he appeared half a month ago.
When she was lamenting her hypocrisy, someone next to her called her.
Jiahe looked back and saw that it was Director Liu's assistant.
The assistant smiled at her and said to the boss, "That one."
It was Yi Wenze's cover that he brought over.
He lowered his head and smiled, as if he had just finished speaking.
In a word, patiently listen to what people are asking.
Jiahe blinked and bought a copy himself.
The little assistant’s eyes immediately lit up: “Screenwriter, you like him too?”
Like, more than just like She nodded: "I have liked her for many years."
The assistant held her arm affectionately: "Me too," she suddenly realized, "I forgot, the screenwriter starred in his last drama and said he would make a sequel."
Jiahe was speechless and said without mercy: "He is very dedicated and polite."
After saying that, my teeth were sore.
The little girl walked for ten minutes with gentle words.
Apart from lamenting that she missed the concert and how happy her girlfriend was, she didn't ask many questions.
It's completely different from fans in the ordinary sense.
When encountering this kind of opportunity, they have to ask how they are doing and what gossip they saw in the group.
But if you think about it carefully, he has always kept a low profile for so many years, and his fans are also silent.
Except for the divorce, there were basically no scandals.
Even this time it was settled once and for all, without answering any questions.
She remembers checking his official Tieba website afterwards, and the fans were very protective of him.
When strangers or the media came in to inquire, they usually replied that idols don't like to talk about private matters.
Someone even reminded me politely that the past is past and please don’t ask any more unnecessary questions.
What kind of fan is that?
Back in the room, before everyone was discussing, she opened the magazine and flipped through it casually.
In fact, most of his interviews are similar in content, and inevitably lead to emotional issues at the end.
The author of this article was very playful and explained it in one sentence: He said it was very stable.
Alas, as soon as I saw him smiling, I felt embarrassed to ask again.
"Screenwriter," someone next to her suddenly called her, "My wife and mother are both following your drama.
Please tell me what you will write in the sequel so that I can use it when I get home."
Jiahe looked at him sadly: "To be honest, I don't know."
Although she, the editor-in-chief, had given the final rights to the sequel, she had been holding it back for many days and had nothing to show for it.
She was completely exhausted.
The man laughed at Jiahe's harsh words and added casually: "Liao Jing, that young actor is really not easy.
In the second film, she starred with Yi Wenze, and there were even rumors of a scandal.
Yesterday, someone retweeted the scarf she posted, which is called ambiguous.
Thank you for giving me this moment of happiness.
The gossip on the Internet is crazy, and many people say that the two of us spent the whole night together several times.”
Jiahe's heart trembled.
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The assistant was sending out the printed revision comments and clarified seriously: "No way, that's her hyping up.
If she is really Yi Wenze's girlfriend, she definitely doesn't have this kind of character."
She was indeed a die-hard fan, and her bones were numb.
"The drama creates emotions, and the analysis is very impressive."
The man turned the computer over and showed it to the two people.
The general idea is that the time trajectories of the two people overlapped.
Coincidentally, Liao Jing happened to be in Beijing during the concert that day. v is a farce, threatening to see Liao Jing singing Tianchu's song, and Yi Wenze was at the scene.
She glanced briefly at various revelations and flipped through more than a dozen pages.
The assistant became more and more silent as he watched, and finally glanced at her, as if he wanted to ask for confirmation.
Jiahe didn't want to start a fight, but that person added: "Look, even you believe it."
After hearing this, the girl's eyes were so anxious that her eyes turned red.
Jiahe couldn't bear it, so he cleared his throat and said casually: "As far as I know, it shouldn't be a big event."
With these words, everyone looked up at her.
Turns out everyone is listening She lowered her head and flipped through the three thin pieces of A4 paper in her hand.
She could only lie: "Once we had dinner together, he joked that he didn't like tall women very much."
After that, she quickly added, " Don’t believe me, I’m just talking nonsense.”
I looked at the three pieces of paper over and over in my hand, and finally pretended to make two scratches on them with a pen.
But everyone still had glaring eyes and refused to let her go.
Fortunately, the assistant came to the rescue in the end: "Screenwriter, our idols don't like to talk about private matters.
Those who are clean will clean themselves up and ignore them."
Jiahe nodded fiercely, I didn’t break the news for you in vain, good boy.
Because of this sentence, I was chased and intercepted all afternoon.
There was no escape until night.
Yi Wenze entered post-production for the company's first drama and had to work for more than ten days.
As a dedicated boss like him, he bore the brunt of it, and the young people below him were naturally very motivated.
When Jiahe drove over, it happened to be dinner time.
The employees had already become familiar with her.
When they saw her parking the car, they took the initiative to call the boss's wife, not forgetting to mention that the boss was in the dining room.
Jiahe kept talking about the hard work as he walked inside.
When he entered the dining room, he saw the master chef at the window handing Yi Wenze food and saying a few words to him.
Because they were far away, Jiahe naturally couldn't hear it, but he enjoyed the scene very much.
She likes to see him being so friendly to everyone, and also likes to look at his back from a distance.
There is never any complicated decoration, just a clean shirt, and when it is cold, add a coat, which is mostly low-key black.
He never regards himself as an idol and always makes the people he gets along with comfortable and casual.
But when it comes to work, he is really a public figure in his words and deeds, and he is very strict with himself.
There was a small plate on the big plate with more than a dozen salt and pepper mantis shrimps.
She sat on the chair and looked at him with her chin propped up.
It wasn't until he brought her rice and juice that she suddenly asked him: "Has anyone ever been courteous to you before?
Don't say no, I don't believe it."
Yi Wenze removed the plastic film from the straw and inserted it into her cup: "This is considered a political review."
Jiahe bit the straw: "I just suddenly thought of it."
"During filming, someone will prepare a lot of warm bags," he said thoughtfully, "and send some hot food and so on.
Sometimes I am very slow, so I will also send some things as gifts in return."
Jiahe groaned and took a sip of the juice: "It's not fresh, is there any more?"
He laughed: "There are still people who will specify that they want to star opposite me."
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You are so honest, Jiahe bit the straw and continued to drink, and continued to drink.
"Do you still want to listen?"
He smiled gently and harmlessly.
"Of course."
Jiahe looked at him smiling, as if he was thinking seriously, and felt that his heart was bleeding.
If everyone has a tendency to self-abuse, why do you have to ask why?
Why on earth is this?
What a tangled life.
Yi Wenze took out a wet paper towel and wiped her hands clean.
She quickly put down her chopsticks and rolled up his shirt sleeves awkwardly.
Seeing those beautiful fingers peeling shrimps very flexibly, she enjoyed it very much.
It was while looking at the beauty and waiting for the delicious food that Yi Wenze said slowly: "There are still people who will put more than a dozen photos of me on the computer to hint to me that they will prepare hot pot for me on location on a snowy day.
Now.
When I think about it, these two times left a deep impression on me.”
She picked up a shrimp, threw it into her mouth, and immediately choked on the salt and pepper and coughed.
At that time, I obviously didn’t have any wolfish intentions.
The post-production schedule is always tight.
It was late at night before Yi Wenze took her to the recording studio not far from the company.
It's usually not busy here, but now it's so late, except for people who work overtime, there's no one walking around in the lounge.
Yi Wenze was visiting the people in the workplace, while Jiahe was strolling outside, playing with various things.
Starting from wifi, we played billiards all the way.
There was still a lively discussion inside, with no signs of rest.
She was really bored, so she could only take out the balls from each bag and place them.
She picked up the club and started to make decent gestures.
After a bang, the balls of various colors still hugged each other, and the tee shot failed successfully.
Too bad She looked at the ball depressedly, and just when she decided to give up, she was surrounded by people behind her, correcting her gesture of setting up the pole: "The pole is not stable enough, the shot must be straight."
His hand held her hand, and he Knockdown bag.
Jiahe was even more depressed: "They are all masters.
My Xiaoxiao is like this.
He claims that he has been playing table tennis since the first grade of junior high school.
He beats me with one hand every time.
It seems that I am still suitable for typing and watching CDs."
Yi Wenze leaned against her ear and said with a smile: "I already discovered it when I was playing tennis a few days ago."
She almost vomited blood, put down her cue, went to the bar to make coffee, and then sat on the sofa far away angrily.
Looking up again, Yi Wenze was still holding his hands on the edge of the pool table, looking at himself with a smile.
Forget it, adults don't care about villains' faults.
She lamented, took out her mobile phone and said, "Classmate Yi Wenze, show me some handsome and shocking ose, to comfort my heart that was hurt by you."
Yi Wenze smiled at her and bowed.
Batting action.
From his eyes to his gestures, even the curvature of the arm holding the pole, everything was of an impeccable standard.
Perfect composition.
The most important thing is that person, perfect, belongs only to you.
After taking the photo, she specially added a heart, and then went to show it to him: "You won't be so handsome until you are 80 years old, then I won't be alive."
He smiled and glanced: "I'm happy."
Jiahe said nothing: "I'm happy, let's forget about it."
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It wasn't until midnight that the work was finally over.
Jiahe followed him into the workroom.
Someone immediately stood up and said with a smile, Teacher Yi, look at it, you just reworked it.
After saying that, he immediately walked out knowingly, leaving two people alone.
Yi Wenze listened very carefully, while she sat obediently and played with her mobile phone: "Today I met a senior fan of yours, and someone said a few bad words, and he was so anxious that he almost cried.
I used to It's the same thing.
You can't bear to hear anyone say anything bad about you.
You hate it when others talk about your scandals, especially if you're gay."
He played it back again, only smiling and listening without saying a word.
Thinking of her past years of chasing stars, she lamented: "The stupidest thing is that I will set 10086 to your name.
Whenever I receive a text message about arrears, the three words Yi Wenze will be displayed on the phone.
Every time Every time I see it my heart beats faster, you must be a nymphomaniac."
The playback sound was still very clear.
She was still sighing, but he silenced her voice quietly.
A bit suffocating and tight, with almost no room.
This was the first time he was outside like this.
She subconsciously stretched out her arms around his neck and raised her head to cater to him.
She didn't tremble until she heard the sound of the door, but then Immediately I heard the door being closed.
It wasn't until he let go that Jiahe stammered, "Yes, someone saw it."
She lowered her voice very low, as if she had done something big and bad, and tried her best to guess who came in.
If it was the publicity assistant of Yi Wenze's company, it would be fine, but if it was someone unrelated, it would be troublesome.
He was very close, but remained silent for a long time, watching her slowly calm down, staring at him doubtfully, and then started to laugh.
The smile spread from his lips to his eyes, so warm that it made people panic.
"Wife, I love you."
He said, wife, I love you.
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