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    Song Xiaolan went to Hengdian and plunged into the new crew.

    ?After he left Zhao Yi's house, Zhao Yi didn't take the initiative to contact him. He sent a text message to ask Zhao Yi at first, but nothing came of it, and he never returned.

    Zhao Yi was very busy, busy having dinner with the producer of that variety show.  Brother Qi just said hello to the other party, and Zhao Yi had to figure out the specific details by himself.

    Zhao Yi hated eating and drinking, so how could he be in the mood to think of Song Xiaolan.

    *

    A hotel near Peking University.

    The producer of "The Beauty of Life" is opposite to Zhao Yi, his eyes are light, he seems to be in a state of wandering, and he seems to be very tired.

    Zhao Yi looked at him, always easily lost in thought.

    "Why did you use new people?" The producer was very curious, Zhao Yi is a director who would rather starve to death than make an online drama.

    Zhao Yi shrugged and made an indifferent expression, "No money."

    The producer didn't answer immediately, he lit a cigarette leisurely, took a deep puff, and blew smoke rings into the air, opening his mouth with a puff of smoke.

    "What are you not good at fighting with, but using your own arrogance to fight the market, and now you are shooting online dramas, do you know what people say about you?"

    The waiter came into the private room to deliver the food, was choked by the smell of smoke in the room, put down the food with displeasure and wanted to leave, then turned back and dug out an ashtray from the cabinet and put it on the table before leaving.

    Zhao Yi's train of thought was interrupted by the waiter for a moment, she slowed down her thoughts, and then read slowly.

    "Others want to laugh and have their mouth grow on them, what can I do."

    Smelling the smell of cigarettes, she became addicted to cigarettes and wanted to ask him for a cigarette.

    ¡ª¡ª"If you keep smoking and drinking like this, your stomach will not be able to bear it."

    It was Song Xiaolan's voice, which suddenly echoed in her mind.

    Zhao Yi's eyelids twitched, and she suppressed her craving for the cigarette again, with a smile on her lips, "These people say that I've been talking about me for a long time, and it's not new."

    The producer's name is Ma Zikai, who is Zhao Yi's university alumni. The two knew each other in the early years. Later, Ma Zikai also served as the producer of Zhao Yi's films.

    Ma Zikai smoked heavily, and for a while, the smoke almost burned his fingers, so he extinguished the cigarette and lit another one.

    Zhao Yi reached out and snatched it, and said calmly: "Shut less."

    Ma Zikai had no choice but to give up and put the cigarettes back into the cigarette case.

    "You don't care, but what about those actors and traffic? They don't necessarily care."

    What Ma Zikai said was the truth.

    People in the industry recognize Zhao Yi's ability, but newcomers who follow the route of powerful actors should think twice about cooperating with Zhao Yi in order to maintain their own public opinion.

    Zhao Yi was silent, put a piece of broccoli in her mouth, chewed it a few times and spit it out, frowning slightly: "The taste of this store is not as good as before, it's really sad."

    She hasn't been to this store for a long time, and it's hard for her to tell whether the taste has changed.

    Ma Zikai couldn't smoke, so he had to eat food. Hearing that she was so disgusted, he also put a piece in his mouth, and the taste was not bad.  He glanced at Zhao Yi lightly, and exposed her emotions with his usual indifferent tone.

    "This taste is not very good, you are really hard to serve."

    Difficult to serve?  Maybe.

    Zhao Yi smiled, "Then my taste will change, you see I have started to use newcomers, and I have also started filming online dramas."

    Ma Zikai: "The newcomer belongs to Sister Hua, right?"

    Zhao Yi: "Yes."

    Ma Zikai said affirmatively: "I've seen it, the appearance and temperament are not bad, it's your sharp eyes."

    Zhao Yi smiled, and put a piece of Dongpo meat in Ma Zikai's bowl, "To be honest, I didn't want to choose him at the time. Didn't you all say that I don't know how to choose someone? Then I will choose according to everyone's intentions."  , so he was chosen."

    Ma Zikai looked at her with a smile, with a very gratified expression: "That's right, what do you think you are so arrogant about?"

    "correct¡­¡­"

    Ma Zikai hesitated to speak, looked at Zhao Yi for a while, and then stopped talking.

    Zhao Yi ate casually, didn't look at his expression, and said casually: "You can ask whatever you want, and you and I don't need to be so alien."

    Ma Zikai has always liked her nondescript nature.

    Ma Zikai shook his head by himself, "It's okay, then shall I ask Sister Hua for a schedule?"

    "I'll come, lest she say that I don't care. After finally pushing a new person to me, I'd better take care of you." Zhao Yi took over the job.

    Ma Zikai showed a look: Are you still Zhao Yi?  look.

      "You have really changed."

    Zhao Yi: "Yes, I think so too."

    Ever since Song Xiaolan came to her world, she seems to be really different. She has begun to pay attention to other people's feelings, such as Rococo, Sister Hua for example, Song Xiaolan.

    Zhao Yi was thinking of Song Xiaolan at this moment.  The feeling of smiling when thinking of a person is very strange.  It was so light, like the warm wind in spring, so soft and warm, it floated on the tip of Zhao Yi's heart.

    This is not a good sign, this is too unlike her, Zhao Yi.

    Ma Zikai: "That's great, you can leave instead"

    The gold master, Brother Qi.

    Zhao Yi knew what he was going to say, but she wanted to pretend that she didn't know anything, "Hurry up, the food is going to be cold, this is my money."

    Ma Zikai had nothing to do with her: "Okay, okay! Auntie!"

    *

    The weather in Hengdian is much hotter than that in Beijing, and the sun is stronger than Beijing. The sun at noon is very strong. Even in the mountains, where the greenery is abundant, it is hard to calm down.

    The play is a costume play, and it was filmed in winter. The costumes are very thick. The costumes on the backs of the actors who are facing each other are all wet. Several industrial fans are blowing at them, making a buzzing sound  .

    Song Xiaolan sat some distance away from the fan, and he held a hand-held fan in his hand, which was larger than normal.  Others were sweating finely, but he remained motionless, his face was clean and his hair was not messed up in the slightest.

    The makeup artist is happy, no need to touch up makeup.

    Song Xiaolan sat on the chair, looking at the script book in her eyes, but a corner of her heart was filled with Zhao Yi.

    This woman is really good or bad, how can she not contact him for a week.

    Song Xiaolan was irritable in her heart, but being held down by him, there was no slight fluctuation on her face.

    The mobile phone was on him, so close, but he didn't know what message to send to Zhao Yi.

    At this moment, Ah Chen came to him and handed him a bottle of water.

    The weather is hot, and Song Xiaolan doesn't drink red dates and wolfberries anymore.

    Song Xiaolan took the water, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised her head slightly and took two sips.

    The strong light made his jaw line form a silhouette, and his facial features are even more three-dimensional, as if carefully carved.

    Ah Chen was filled with emotion, he was born to eat this bowl of rice!

    Song Xiaolan tightened the cap of the bottle, seeing his nympho look on his face, and asked him seriously: "Is there something on my face?"

    "Ah, no no no."

    Ah Chen took his water. Artists can't drink too much to avoid edema and the problem of going to the toilet.

    "Sister Ganghua called and said that after filming this scene here, she will go back to record a variety show."

    Song Xiaolan wasn't very concerned, her tone was very cold: "What program, so anxious?"

    Ah Chen: ""The Beauty of Life", a gourmet show, has been very popular in the past two years."

    Song Xiaolan knew about this program, but she was unmoved and just nodded.

    Seeing that his reaction was mediocre, Ah Chen seemed to have never seen the world, and chased after him: "This show has been in two seasons, and no newcomers have been invited. This time, Director Zhao spent a lot of effort to get it. You should be happy."  happy."

    Whether she was happy or not, when Song Xiaolan heard Zhao Yi's name, her heart became inexplicably angry, and her brows and heart were sullen.

    "If she fights for it, do I have to go?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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