As for the sequel, the editor and reviewer haven't officially signed the contract, but Qiaoqiao has already sent a message, and countless interviews are overwhelming, and the real and fake are lively. Jiahe asked him if he wanted a sequel, but Yi Wenze said seriously that there should be no schedule.
When she heard it, she couldn't tell whether she was excited or disappointed.
If he acts, he will be awkward, if he doesn't act, if it is not for him to star in this drama, it will not be worth watching.
Jiahe was standing downstairs in the production company, staring at the magazine in the newsstand where he showed his face half a month ago. When he was sighing about his hypocrisy, someone next to her called her.
Jiahe looked back and saw that it was Director Liu's assistant. The little assistant smiled at her and said to the boss, "That book." It was the cover of Yi Wenze, and he lowered his head and smiled, as if he had just finished speaking. In a word, patiently listening to what people are asking.
Jiahe blinked and bought a copy himself.
The little assistant's eyes lit up immediately: "You also like him, the screenwriter?"
Like, more than just like...
She nodded: "I liked it for many years." The little assistant held her arm affectionately: "Me too," she suddenly said, "I forgot, isn't he the one who starred in the screenwriter's first play? You said you want to make a sequel? "
Jiahe snorted, and said, "He is very dedicated and polite."
Having said that, my teeth are sore.
The little girl spoke softly all the way, and walked for ten minutes. Apart from lamenting that she missed the concert and his girlfriend was so happy, she didn't ask many questions. It's not like a fan in the ordinary sense at all. When you encounter this kind of opportunity, you have to ask yourself how you are and what gossip you see with the group.
But think about it, he has been keeping a low profile for so many years, and his fans are silent.
Except for the divorce, there are basically no scandals.
Even this time is a one-time solution, and no more questions will be answered. She remembered going to his Tieba official website afterwards, and the fans were also very supportive. When strangers or the media broke in to ask questions, they mostly answered that idols don't like to talk about private affairs. Some people even politely reminded that the past is gone, please don't ask unnecessary questions.
Really... what kind of fan.
Back in the room, everyone was still in the discussion state, so she opened the magazine and flipped through it casually.
In fact, most of his interviews are similar in content, which inevitably leads to the final emotional issue. The author of this article is very playful, and I just took one sentence: he said it was very stable, hey, as soon as I saw him laughing, I was embarrassed to ask again.
"Screenwriter," someone called her suddenly, "My wife and my mother are chasing your drama. Tell me, what will be written in the sequel? So that I can go home and coax my wife to use it."
Jiahe looked at him bitterly: "To be honest, I don't know."
Although the editor and reviewer handed over the sequel to her old man... but she had nothing to do with it for many days, and she was completely exhausted.
The man laughed at Jia Hekou Yan, and said casually: "Liao Jing, that little actress is really not easy, she played with Yi Wenze in the second part, and there were rumors about it. Yesterday, someone retweeted the scarf she posted, it was called an ambiguous, 'Thank you, for giving me this moment of happiness'. The Internet is going crazy, and many people say that the two of them played together all night in Hengdian for several times."
Jiahe's heart trembled. The little assistant was sending out a printed revision opinion, and clarified very seriously: "No way, that's her hype. If it's Yi Wenze's girlfriend, it's definitely not that kind of character."
"Gene Era"
She is really a die-hard fan, her bones are brittle.
"Love comes from drama, and the analysis is good." The man turned the computer over and showed it to two people.
To the effect, it was just the time trajectory of the two people overlapping. Coincidentally, Liao Jing happened to be in Beijing for the concert that day. The most ruthless is that someone picked up the KTV farce in Hengdian, and threatened to see Liao Jing singing Tianchu's song, and Yi Wenze was there.
She glanced at it hastily, broke the news, and turned over a dozen pages...
The little assistant became more and more silent, and finally glanced at her, as if wanting to ask for evidence. Jia Heben didn't want to fight, but the man added: "Look, even you believe it, right?" After hearing this, the girl's eyes flushed with anxiety.
Jiahe couldn't bear it anymore, so he cleared his throat and said casually, "As far as I know, it shouldn't be a big deal."
With one word, everyone looked up at her.
I was actually listening...
She lowered her head and flipped through the three thin A4 sheets of paper in her hands. She could only hold on to a lie: "Once we had dinner together, he joked that he didn't like tall women very much." After speaking, she quickly added, " Don't believe me, I'm just talking nonsense."
Three pieces of paper, tossing and looking at them in my hands, and finally scribbling on them with a pen in a fake manner.
But everyone's eyes were still burning, and they refused to let her go.
Fortunately, the little assistant saved the scene in the end: "Screenwriter, our idols don't like to talk about private affairs, so those who are clear will clear themselves and ignore them."
Jiahe nodded fiercely, not breaking the news for you in vain, good boy...
Just because of this sentence, he was surrounded and chased by people all afternoon.
Escape until night. Yi Wenze entered post-production because of the company's first play, and he had to rush the shift for more than ten days. He was such a dedicated boss who bore the brunt of it, and the young people under him were naturally motivated. When Jiahe drove past, it happened to be dinner time. Those employees were already familiar with her. As soon as they saw her parked, they took the initiative to call the proprietress, and did not forget to mention that the boss was in the dining room.
Jiahe kept talking about the hard work and walked inside.
When he entered the dining room, he saw the master at the window handing over food to Yi Wenze, and he even said a few words to him.
Because of the distance, 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 watch his back from a distance, there is never the slightest bit of cumbersome decoration, a clean shirt, and a coat when it's cold, most of the time it's a 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, his romantic behavior is really a public figure, and he is extremely strict with himself.
There is a small plate on the big plate, there are more than a dozen salt and pepper mantis shrimp.
She sat on the chair and looked at him with her chin propped up. She didn't suddenly ask him until he brought food and juice for herself, "Has anyone offered you hospitality 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: "Is this a political trial?"
Jiahe bit the straw: "I just thought of it suddenly."
"Someone will prepare a lot of warm packs during filming," he said thoughtfully. "Send some hot food or something. I'm slow sometimes, and I'll give something in return."
Jiahe snorted 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 me to play the opposite role."
You are honest, Jiahe bit the straw and continued to drink, continue to drink.
"Want to listen?" He smiled softly and harmlessly.
"Of course." Jiahe looked at him with a smile, and seemed to be thinking seriously, but felt that his heart was bleeding. If real people have masochistic tendencies, why do you have to ask? Why, why is this...
What a tangled life.
Yi Wenze took out a wet tissue and wiped her hands. She hurriedly put down her chopsticks and rolled up his shirt sleeves. She couldn't enjoy watching the beautiful fingers peeling shrimp nimbly. It was while waiting for the food while watching the beauty that Yi Wenze said slowly: "There are still people who will put a dozen pictures of me on the computer to imply that they will prepare hot pot for me on the outside on a snowy day. Now When I think about it, it was very impressive these two times.”
She was picking up a shrimp and threw it into her mouth, and immediately choked on the salt and pepper and coughed.
At that time, there was obviously no wolf heart...
The post-production schedule is always tight, and it was late at night here that Yi Wenze took her to the recording studio not far from the company.
It's usually not lively here, but now it's so late, except for people who work overtime, no one is walking around in the lounge. Yi Wenze greeted the people in the workplace, while Jiahe was just strolling outside, fiddling with various things.
Starting from the wifi, I played billiards all the way, and there was still a lively discussion, and there was no sign of rest.
She was really bored, so she could only take out the balls from various bags and set them up. She picked up the club and began to gesture in a decent manner.
so yummy...
She looked at the ball depressedly, and when she was about to give up, she was surrounded by people behind her, and she straightened her hand gesture: "The driving is not stable enough, the shot must be straight." His hand held hers, Shoot down the bag.
Jiahe was even more distressed: "They are all masters. My family Xiaoxiao is like this. They claim that they have been playing billiards since the first day of junior high, and every time they beat me with one hand, it seems that I am still suitable for typing and watching discs." Yi Wen Ze stuck to her ear and said with a smile, "I found out when I played tennis a few days ago."
She nearly vomited blood, put down her club, went to the bar to make coffee, and sat resentfully on the sofa in the distance.
Looking up again, Yi Wenze still put his hands on the edge of the pool table and looked at himself with a smile.
Forget it, adults don't count villains.
She sighed, took out her phone and said, "Student Yi Wenze, give me some handsome poses, so as to comfort my heart hurt by you." Yi Wenze smiled at her and leaned down to do it. A batting action. From the eyes to the gestures, and even the curvature of the arm that holds the pole, they are all standard and impeccable.
Perfect composition. The most important thing is that person, perfect, belongs only to himself.
After she finished filming, she added a peach heart before showing it to him: "Aren't you going to be so handsome until you're 80? Then I'm still alive."
He glanced at him with a smile: "Happy?"
Jiahe snorted: "I'm happy, let's not blame it."
It wasn't until the middle of the night that the work should be done. Jiahe followed him into the workshop, and someone immediately stood up and said with a smile, Mr. Yi, look, you just did it again. After speaking, he immediately went out sensibly, leaving two people alone.
Yi Wenze listened attentively, while she sat obediently on the side and played with her mobile phone: "Today I met a senior fan of yours, and someone said a few bad things, and she was so anxious that she was about to cry. I used to The same is true, I can't listen to others saying that you are not good, and I hate when others talk about your scandals, especially that you are gay."
He replayed it again, only listening with a smile, but not speaking.
Thinking of the past star-chasing years, she sighed again: "The most stupid thing is that I will set 10086 as your name. As soon as I receive a text message, the phone will display the three words Yi Wenze, every time The next time I see it, my heart beats faster, nympho?"
The replayed voice was still very clear, and she was still sighing, when he silently silenced her voice.
Some suffocating pressing, there is almost no room, this is the first time he has done this outside... She subconsciously stretched out her hand around his neck, raised her head to meet him, and only trembled when she heard the sound of the door, but Immediately, the sound of the door being closed was heard.
It wasn't until he let go that Jiahe stammered, "Yes, someone saw it.
She kept her voice low, as if she had done something monstrous, trying her best to guess who came in. It would be fine if it was the publicity assistant of Yi Wenze Company, but it would be troublesome if it was irrelevant. He was very close, but was silent for a long time, watching her slowly calm down, staring at him suspiciously, and then laughing.
The smile spread from his lips to his eyes, which made people panic.
"My wife I love you."
He said, wife... I love you.