Lu Wen was changing shoes in the hallway. It was still early, and the morning mist was floating outside the window. He put his coat on his arm and said, "It happened that Mingzi was off the night shift, so he took me to the company."
Wrapped in a nightgown, Qu Yanting said, "It's too early, isn't it nine o'clock?"
Lu Wen stretched out his hand like a young master, and said: "Mingzi said that there are reporters nearby, and they will leave as soon as I leave. You can sleep for a while, and you don't have to worry about being photographed when you leave."
Qu Yanting tied his cufflinks and asked, "Then where are you going after today's work?"
Lu Wen asked, "Where do you want me to go?"
"Lin Xie." Qu Yanting was still not quite sober, eyes drooping, "I bought shrimp the day before yesterday, and steamed shrimp dumplings for you?"
After finishing the buttons, Lu Wen bowed to give him a hug, and said, "You don't have to hurt me so much if you hate fishy smell and buy shrimp." His palms slid down Qu Yanting's spine, wrapped around his buttocks and squeezed, "Can you drive?"
Qu Yanting said: "Well, I don't feel anything."
"... You didn't say it earlier." Lu Wenxiang missed a huge sum of money, "I'm afraid you won't feel well, so I solved it myself in the bathroom that morning."
Qu Yanting woke up completely now, and pushed him out: "Come on, you."
Lu Wen took a special elevator to meet Lian Yiming. After breakfast, he left from the side door of the hotel's West Garden, which was not too close to the company. He put his baseball cap on his face and prepared to squint.
Lian Yiming knocked him off with a "slap": "What are you pretending to be?"
"Damn, I'm sleepy." Lu Wenying yawned, "I didn't sleep for a long time last night."
Lian Yiming broke it down and said: "You didn't sleep because you were indulging. At the moment of spring night, I have the right to complain when I stare at work all night."
Lu Wen said: "You are a boss who is still watching the shift in person. Is there something wrong with our Sophie?"
"Who the hell am I for?" Lian Yiming said, "Those entertainment journalists and fans you attracted, do you think they are so easy to control?"
Remembering that fans mistakenly thought Lian Yiming was a bodyguard, Lu Wen shrugged his shoulders and smirked. He was not sleepy anymore. He took out his mobile phone and checked Weibo, and found that the movie Ruan Feng was filming after the reality show was also finished yesterday.
He was afraid that the fans would be too bloody, so he only liked it on the surface, and opened WeChat behind his back. Ruan Feng is Qu Yanting's only relative, and he has to coax this brother-in-law well.
Lu Wen edited: Xiaofeng, happy ending. I really miss the time when we filmed and recorded together. You are like a young white poplar, cute and full of vitality, let's get together when you have time, brother treats you to delicious food!
It is estimated that the other party has not gotten up yet, so Lu Wen quit first after posting. After getting off the car at the company, he put on his baseball cap and entered the Aijian Building. It was not time for work, and all departments were deserted.
He went straight to the agent's office. The room was not big, and the aroma of coffee greeted him as soon as he opened the door. Sun Xiaojian raised his head from behind the table, wiped his face: "It's so early, I'm afraid you won't be on time."
There are snacks and a few cups of black coffee on the table, which are obviously supplies for all-night work. Lu Wen opened the chair in front of the table and handed a paper bag: "Here, Sophie's packed breakfast may be cold."
Sun Xiaojian was hungry, so he took it and said, "Wow! Thank you Superstar."
Lu Wen sat down: "Look at your dark circles, have you been busy at the company all night?"
"That's not it." Sun Xiaojian sighed sincerely, "I used to be idle, but now I am busy. The entertainment industry really takes turns. After the two episodes were broadcast last night, the discussion exploded."
Lu Wen was naturally happy and shook the pen holder on the table.
Sun Xiaojian reminded: "Don't be too happy." Last night, a new entry was pushed to replace the single hot spot, "You swaggered in Sophie yesterday, and Qu Bian?"
Unexpectedly, after the fall, Lu Wen rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "I'm going to eat to celebrate the completion."
Sun Xiaojian said: "Be careful in the future, you can't be so free."
"Oh." Lu Wen nodded, "Pay attention in the future."
Sun Xiaojian told him: "Not only when going out, but also to be more cautious in words and deeds, don't be too arbitrary, the sensitivity must be higher than that of the public."
Lu Wen responded one by one, and suddenly remembered that he and Sun Xiaojian visited Hongya Cave at night, and took a walk in the commercial street with Qu Yanting.
After finishing the trivia, Sun Xiaojian pouted at the corner of the table, where there were documents tens of centimeters high, which were about Lu Wen's personal, business, performance and career plans.
Lu Wen put the whole stack on his lap and flipped through it roughly. He was most concerned about the works, so he pulled out a stack of proposals for film and television, and asked, "Does the company have any suggestions for films?"
Sun Xiaojian replied: "These are preliminary screenings, but the company mainly considers the qualifications of the film crew, which is the hardware. You can choose the script yourself. Hey, you can ask Qu Editor to help as a consultant, he is a professional."
Lu Wen pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't have the nerve to bother Teacher Qu."
"That's right." Sun Xiaojian said boldly, "Then let me give you some advice."
Lu Wen was disdainful on the surface, but he actually valued the other party's opinion in his heart. After all, Sun Xiaojian helped him fight for "The First Night" and "Utopia".
"You take the third file." Sun Xiaojian pointed, "It's a documentary reality show. I think you are suitable to participate in this kind of show. You can attract fans and build a reputation."
Lu Wen was afraid of Ku Ge's character design, so he asked first: "What subject matter?"
Sun Xiaojian said: "It's called "Before the Stage and Behind the Scenes". It focuses on the work of artists. The production team is reliable. There are very few programs of the same theme, which is compelling."
It sounded okay, Lu Wen said, "Where's the time?"
Still in preparation, the program team paid attention to him, and contacted his agent when he was the first to make a decision. Sun Xiaojian said: "This show is rather special. The guests are in pairs, one in front of the stage and one behind the scenes, such as singer and lyrics writer, actor and director, like this."
Lu Wen felt that it would be very interesting, and promised to read the information carefully. He took out the announcements from the past few days, and the densely packed, commercial online and offline activities have already dazzled his eyes.
Sun Xiaojian said: "You have to tell the assistant where you sleep every day, so that he can pick you up."
Lu Wen was a little dizzy: "I'm so busy, I'll just sleep in the nanny car."
Sun Xiaojian pretended not to hear his grievances, and emphasized: "There is an important event, a good drama ceremony on the night of the 20th. This will be the first time you will attend a serious and large-scale event."
Lu Wen's eyes lit up: "Will there be an award?"
"Yes." Sun Xiaojian said firmly, "The weight of the award is definitely not comparable to some big awards, but the gathering of stars is very interesting. Whether you can win the award depends on whether the crew will sign up for the competition."
Lu Wen asked: "The crew will also be present?"
Sun Xiaojian said: "Yes, the crew of "The First Night" was invited to attend the party together, the director, leading actor, screenwriter..."
"Then Teacher Qu will also participate?"
Sun Xiaojian thought for a while: "I will definitely invite you, but Editor Qu has never participated in these activities."
Lu Wen sighed regretfully, it would be great if he could walk the red carpet with Qu Yanting, but he knew that Qu Yanting didn't like socializing, and he didn't want to use his will to force the other party.
After talking in the office, it was almost time. Lu Wen went to the studio to take a recent promotional photo. After the shooting, he had to hold a meeting with other departments.
Qu Yanting had already arrived at the studio, entered the room and closed the door, instead of going to the desk, hung up his coat and went straight to the bed and lay down on his stomach. In the morning, I tried to be brave and said that I didn't feel much, but it was quite uncomfortable to actually drive all the way.
It was not very comfortable to lie on his stomach, his chest was pressed against the mattress, and he was squeezed by the swollen place. He turned over and sat up, leaning against the European-carved bedpost in embarrassment.
Someone knocked on the door, Qu Yanting hugged his elbows to pretend to be inspired, and said, "Come in."
Yu Nan brought tea in one hand and documents in the other, came in and saw Qu Yanting sitting at the end of the bed, and asked with concern: "Boss, are you feeling unwell?"
Is it obvious? Qu Yanting tugged at the tips of his ears: "No, I'm a little sleepy."
"Then I'll draw the curtains for you, and you can sleep a little longer." Yu Nan put down his things, "Did you stay up late to change the script again, boss, you have to pay attention to your health, your sister-in-law will feel bad when you are sick."
Qu Yanting thought to herself, I was fucked by my sister-in-law. He picked up the hot tea, avoided the topic as quickly as possible, and asked, "What are these documents?"
Yu Nan replied: "The progress reports of the two projects, invitations to some recent events, including screenwriters' forums, filmmakers' nights, oh, and a great drama festival."
Qu Yanting listened absent-mindedly, but caught: "A great show?"
"Well, the web drama crew is invited." Yu Nan understood his attitude towards such activities, so he queued behind other activities and said, "Boss, I'll help you push it down later."
Qu Yanting leaned against the bedpost, and the European carved pattern pressed an imprint on his temple, he said unprecedentedly: "Farewell, I will think about it."
Yu Nan was slightly surprised and went downstairs to work first.
Qu Yanting sat alone by the bed, the reason why he didn't immediately refuse was nothing more than Lu Wen's reason. Due to their identities and industry characteristics, they usually have to be cautious and avoid suspicion. It is rare to have such an opportunity to stand together aboveboard.
Besides, he confided a lot last night, and the pain of Feng Chen had been buried in his heart for more than ten years. Because he was leaning in Lu Wen's arms, it was not as difficult as he imagined when he said it.
Qu Yanting thought over and over again, turned on the mobile phone and looked through the QQ chat history, and the last sentence stayed on the little singer's sentence "Keep working hard and making progress".
Maybe, after taking the initiative to open up his heart step by step, he can really go further
Even if he was nervous and uneasy, with Lu Wen by his side, it shouldn't be difficult... Qu Yanting was like a patient who is afraid of heights, curious about the scenery under the rooftop, fighting between heaven and man within the safety line.
Suddenly, the QQ notification sounded.
Unlucky Little Singer: Writer, are you busy, do you have time to say something
Qu Yanting replied truthfully: I am not busy.
Unlucky Little Singer: That's it. I have a heavy workload recently, and sometimes I can't look at my phone, which may affect our chat.
Socially afraid of young writers: It's okay, work is important.
Unlucky Little Singer: I'm sorry, that's how it is in our business... everything was quite sudden.
Social Fear Young Writer: Have you released a new song
Unlucky Little Singer: Haha, almost...
Social Fear Young Writer: Congratulations.
Unlucky little singer: Thank you, how are you doing
Qu Yanting was struggling, so he replied: I'm fine, but I can't make up my mind about something.
Unlucky little singer: If it's convenient, just chat with me, I'm waiting for styling, I'm free now.
Qu Yanting blurred the actual information, and edited: There is a large party that invites me to attend, I am thinking about it, and I can't make a decision at the moment.
Unlucky Little Singer: Damn, you didn't directly refuse but considered it, great progress.
Social Fear Young Writer: I have talked to my partner about many things, and I think it can be better.
Unlucky Little Singer: If you do it, I feel like I can retire with honor.
Qu Yanting chuckled, yes, he will not rely on a volunteer forever, and the other party will not always do free labor. Sooner or later, there will be less and less contact between him and the little singer. In fact, there are already signs of this.
Both parties realized that after two minutes of blank space, the unlucky little singer asked jokingly: Wait for a certain day, shall we delete each other
Social Fear Little Writer: This trumpet is just to add you to register, it is not necessary.
Unlucky Little Singer: Me too. It’s my first time volunteering, and it feels very meaningful. Even if you don't need me someday, I will treat you as a friend I have never met.
Qu Yanting was a little moved and said: Maybe one day we will meet in other ways.
He meant to go to the other party's concert, but the little singer didn't think on the same line with him, and he was inexplicably stunned: the possibility is not high, after all, I am a public figure.
Qu Yanting believed that the other party was a singer, but just as the other party thought he wrote an article on the official account, he felt that the little singer would sing Internet songs at most, and said amusedly: You sound popular
Unlucky little singer: Don't believe me, I'm really popular.
Qu Yanting complained silently, can my boyfriend be popular
Two people have been together for a long time, and they will indeed become similar. He didn't know where the comparison came from, and he replied: Maybe I don't even know you when I meet.
Lu Wen sat in the dressing room dyeing his hair, and frowned when he received the reply. Across the Internet, the little writer actually precisely poked his sensitive/sensitivity/spot.
He was ignored by flight attendants on the plane, ignored by tourists at scenic spots, and ignored by doctors and nurses while chatting for a long time at the nurse's station.
An eight-kilometer morning run on the street was ignored by passers-by. Finally, an old man stopped him. Before he was happy, the old man gave him two eggs for pancakes. It turned out that his shoelaces were untied, so he just asked him to help him pick them up.
Now that he has finally come out on top, Lu Wen wished for Yixue's heartache and shame. He replied: I don't see you, I don't know. You were shocked by me when I met you!
Social fear young writer: You are so confident.
Unlucky Little Singer: You are so annoying!
Social horror writer: Just kidding, sorry, okay
Unlucky Little Singer: It's late, I'll leave the word here, if you dare to join the party, I dare to face you!