The premiere was at 7:30 in the evening. Jiahe originally thought that Yi Wenze would go out for a working lunch, but he didn't expect that he didn't leave at 5:30. Although she was surfing the Internet, she kept looking at him until he finally found out and cleared his throat: "If you don't go out, it will be too late to eat."
He glanced at the time: "Hungry?"
"not yet."
am i a pig? Why do you keep asking me if I'm hungry...
She lowered her head and continued to look at the computer. Mu Ran found a lot of typos in the word. When it's over, I have to start all over again. Sitting next to him is really inefficient. She frowned in annoyance, Yi Wenze glanced at her again, and said with a smile that Ah Qing had already ordered food, and it would be delivered in a while. Jiahe was surprised and asked why he didn't go out for a working lunch? He was surprised: "Do you have arrangements?"
Of course not, what can I do if 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 accompany you after dinner."
Then, he went into the bathroom so calmly.
It wasn't until he heard the clear sound of water that Jiahe looked back blankly, looked down at the computer again, and corrected the typo. The clack of the keyboard and the clatter of the water were slowly mixed into a ball. Jiahe looked at the screen and changed it several times, but it was still a book of typos. Blood was dripping in his heart. I can't come up with 300 words all day...
It's not that she is full of adult games, it's just that this hotel is too sentimental, and the bathroom has floor-to-ceiling glass. Although Yi Wenze pulled the shower curtain inside, the dangling shadow really tested one's concentration. She shook her head, forget it, make the best use of it, and write a passion scene.
There is still a passionate play stuck in the computer for three days. When will I not write it at this time
She bit her lip, glanced at the bathroom, and quickly started work:
ΔThe space outside the hotel.
ΔIn the room, m was flipping through a magazine on the bed, 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 hands to look at m.
s: (smiles) Why don't you wash first
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 the water gradually became stronger, and behind the shower curtain, a looming figure appeared.
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With a thud, someone knocked on the door.
Jiahe almost fell off the bed, hurriedly threw the computer on the bed, ran to the door, took a deep breath, and asked, "Who is it?"
"The screenwriter, it's me." Ah Qing said with a smile.
She opened the door: "Come in."
A-Qing was carrying a large paper bag. He took a step in high spirits just now. He blushed again and then jumped two steps: "Buy whatever you want, I don't know if you like it or not." Jiahe, "Eat quickly, it's still hot."
Jiahe took it silently, feeling a sense of sadness that couldn't be argued.
Based on her own position, she can't say anything to Assistant Yi Wenze. Don't think about it too much? She said thank you embarrassedly, and just wanted to accept her fate and close the door, someone behind her said, "Let the car wait downstairs at seven o'clock." Ah Qing snorted, and hurriedly added: "It's still early." Run away in a hurry.
Come out... it's really time.
Jiahe turned around blankly, he had already taken the bag from her hand. The hair of the person in front of him was dripping with water, and the shirt was half open before it could be fully buttoned. It was like taking a bathroom advertisement... And he just carried a paper bag like this, with a very shallow smile, and asked her: "Do you want to?" Don't take a shower?"
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, as well as his smile.
Jia He only felt that his whole body was boiling with blood, and he was about to cook himself.
After holding it for a long time, I squeezed out a sentence: "Eat first, it will be troublesome if it is too late."
All that flashed in front of her eyes were the passionate scenes she just wrote, the real picture sense, frame by frame popped out of her mind, instantly burning her face red, and even her fingertips started to heat. Jiahe quickly looked away: "Do you want to drink water?" After speaking, he immediately walked to the bar, squatted down to open the small refrigerator, and waited for his reply.
Say something, say something, it's so embarrassing.
My fingers slipped unconsciously over all the soda cans and plastic bottles. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched him approach, then bent over, propped one hand on the bar, and took pure water from the refrigerator with the other. Such a posture just happened to wrap her around her chest, and the water from her hair rubbed against the tips of her ears, causing her to stiffen immediately.
Fortunately, in the end, I just took two bottles of water.
"Choose a suit for me," he said, "for the evening."
Jiahe was a little silly to hear this: "I'm not very good at picking men's clothes, so I don't have much vision."
Yi Wenze stood up straight and took two more cups: "It doesn't matter, my clothes are very simple in color, and I also wear shirts and suits in public, so it's a good choice."
Jiahe snorted, watching him start pouring water, and motioned for himself to go to the wardrobe to choose, but he could only drive the ducks to the shelves and walk over. In fact, Yi Wenze's dressing taste is absolutely top-notch. He has been watching news street photography for so many years, and he has long been familiar with it, but he really wants her to choose... but he is still a little guilty.
But after opening the wardrobe, looking at the row of black, white and gray, he immediately calmed down.
No matter how you choose this color, you can't go wrong.
"I remember that this is what you wore at the "Yongan" press conference?" She picked up one and asked.
The impression is really deep, this is the first time I have seen his clothes, and I must collect them well in the future.
The sofa is by the window, and the sky is already dark. Looking from here, it looks like a very clean curtain, dotted with lights from far and near. The small mineral water bottle was held in his palm like this, and then he unscrewed it, and hummed lightly.
capstone novel
The sound of the water suddenly became clear, and she turned around, fiddling with her shirts one by one.
Actually not much, but I watched it for a long time: "Wear a casual shirt, I like you to wear white."
"it is good."
"Actually, it still looks good in casual clothes, but it's fine for this occasion," she took out two shirts, "Which one is better?" It's just a subtle difference in style, and she's still not sure.
Yi Wenze took a sip: "Which one do you like?"
Jiahe struggled for a while, then raised his right hand: "This."
"Then this."
After getting the initial approval, she became more and more comfortable, and began to discuss with him one by one, but finally found that no matter what she said, he nodded and said yes, and in the end she was embarrassed: "Did you follow me on purpose? said?"
He smiled: "This kind of thing, you can call the shots."
The tone is very flat, the eyes are very gentle, just say that you call the shots.
She finally came over, and seemed uneasy: "Would you like to wear something?" Yi Wenze just took out a box of meals: "Don't be so particular, it's just the premiere." Jiahe wanted to ask again, He has already handed the chopsticks to her: "there will be more opportunities in the future, eat first."
Jiahe snorted and reached out to pick up the chopsticks, but he grabbed his hand and sat down on his lap: "That day you were wearing the shirt you are wearing now, with a pink down jacket on the outside, it's very beautiful."
It's a very common sentence, how come he is always so provocative
Jiahe's eyes wandered, trying not to look at his open neckline. Unfortunately, that frame of picture jumped out immediately, it was just a live exercise, I can't write this kind of thing again next time, especially I can't use him as a blueprint... The last reason is clamoring, calm down, it's too late, She finally broke free from him: "Your legs are just right, this will cause problems."
Then, she stuffed him with ice water.
Calm down, calm down everyone.
Yi Wenze was in the arranged car, Jiahe simply drove his car and went to the cinema by himself. Because it was the premiere, the surrounding parking spaces had been robbed long ago. She drove around for a long time before she found a residential area to stop at, and then walked sadly for ten minutes to return to the cinema.
There were people everywhere, there were discussions, excited discussions.
Looking at these people, Jiahe suddenly felt a little throbbing. With such a good response from so many fans, it was hard for her not to be proud. She shook the car keys, the corners of her mouth were always raised, looked around, and finally chose the east corner of the second floor, with a wide view.
Just standing still, someone shouted Yi Wenze at the door. She was busy looking around, but was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.
"Jiahe?" The people behind him were a little uncertain.
Jiahe looked back, a very handsome face, very familiar, she searched in her mind, and then she remembered: "Zhou Jun?" The little supporting role in the upper part of the play, I really didn't expect to see it here.
Zhou Jun took off his sunglasses: "It's really you, I thought I was wrong, what a coincidence?"
"Yeah, what a coincidence." Jiahe responded casually. At this time, there was a commotion downstairs, and he turned his head to look in a hurry. Yi Wenze had already walked into the lobby, smiling all the way to the elevator entrance. 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 for a new show?"
Jiahe shook his head and smiled: "No, come and play with friends."
"Boyfriend?" He asked directly.
Jiahe was stunned, am I familiar with you? Ask anything.
But out of politeness, she still hummed, looked at Zhou Jun and asked again, hurriedly said: "It's started, I'm going in." Zhou Jun looked at her in surprise: "You also watch "Dark City"?" Jia He nodded, and he took out the ticket: "Me too, I just thought about taking a look at the ticket given by someone else, maybe I might run into some old friends."
Jiahe snorted, and he asked again, "Look at your tickets, are they together?"
This man... is really familiar.
Jiahe took out the ticket and handed it to him. He just took it and sighed: "Good ticket, this kind of seat is the producer, right?"
He took the ticket and sighed a few times. Jiahe listened with embarrassment. Since he got such a ticket, it is hard to say that he is not familiar with the crew, so he could only find Ah Qing and ask for another one. She thought it would be fine to just let it go, but when Ah Qing heard it was her, she immediately took it as a top priority, and just made a picture next to Jia He.
When the two sat down, Zhou Jun kept talking in a low voice, full of intentional amusing.
Jiahe felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly remembered the rumors about this person. In fact, she doesn't remember the actor's name very well. The reason why she can remember this little actor is because his girlfriend is one of several screenwriters in the upper drama. At that time, I heard people criticize privately. His favorite thing to say on the set is: My girlfriend is a screenwriter, whoever wants to add drama will be added, and whoever wants to die will be let die...
Thinking of this, she was embarrassed.
Shouldn't...
Probably not...
Routine introductions, impressions, interactions, until the end of Yi Wenze's appearance on the stage, the atmosphere completely entered a climax. The host was very active, 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 I read his interview news, Jiahe thought that his idol had a great accent, but now listening to him, he finds it funny...
Until the final dark scene, someone still called his name.
Beside him, Zhou Jun was still chatting casually. Jiahe couldn't take it anymore, so he booed, "Let's start, watch the movie first."
The voice just fell, and someone sat down in the vacant seat beside him. It was Yi Wenze.
He shook Jiahe's hand lightly, and when he was about to speak, Zhou Jun immediately stuck his head out and said in surprise, "Mr. Yi?"