Today's call is really more than a nonsense.
Jiahe held the phone and reacted for a few seconds before saying, "Hello."
Jojo raised her teeth and danced her claws, and asked who she was with an expression. She put her index finger on her lips and got out of bed.
"You haven't spoken, I thought I dialed the wrong number," Tian Chu said lightly, "It's a bit abrupt, I should have asked the agent to contact you, but since it's A Ze's friend, I think it's better to make a phone call myself. ."
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Her voice is very nice, Jiahe originally thought she was like some singer and would never leave the recording studio, but with just this phone call, she understood the reason why Tianchu became popular so quickly Gossip still has some capital in itself.
"I'm so sorry," Jiahe walked into the bathroom and quickly locked it, "Mr. Yi may have already told you that my friend wants to find a cosmetics spokesperson for the client, please help me, but I didn't expect to be able to contact you. Such a big name, I didn't react for a while."
In fact, what I really didn't expect was that after having breakfast with my idol, I received a call from his ex-wife.
Different from gnashing his teeth at the meager, Jiahe is extraordinarily calm. It seems that the screenwriters have not done it for nothing in the past few years. In addition to being abnormal in the face of idols, no matter how big the stars are, they are also passers-by.
Tianchu pondered for a while: "I will give your contact information to my agent, if I can, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate." She suddenly said sorry, and stopped, it seemed that someone around her was talking to her in a low voice , because the phone was covered and could not hear clearly.
Jiahe waited patiently and looked at the large mirror in the bathroom to wake himself up.
The plot is too bloody, even a screenwriter like her who prides herself on bloody blood can't accept it...
After a while, she released her hand and continued: "I was originally asked by Sister Mai, but I didn't expect Azer to call me in person." She didn't continue speaking, but just laughed, He continued, "I will go to Hengdian this week, and let's have a meal together."
Jiahe said a good word, and thanked him several times in a row. After hanging up the phone, she let out a long breath, pressing her chest to calm down, but suddenly thought of a question, coming to Hengdian this week? See idols? Is it to break the mirror and reunite
Her mind was full of question marks, and she was a little sluggish because of this explosive conjecture. The outsiders couldn't wait, and started knocking on the door lazily: "Open the door."
As soon as Jiahe opened the door, Qiaoqiao immediately came up to her with a face and looked at her with a smile: "Who's hiding in the toilet to listen."
"Tianchu." Jiahe reported honestly.
Qiao Qiao blinked, then blinked again: "Chase after a thousand miles? Who is the rival in love between the two of you?"
Jiahe almost spurted blood: "It's for endorsement, and she said she would come to Hengdian this week."
"Hengdian?" Qiao Qiao narrowed her eyes, "Filming? I'll let Xiao Ou Chacha in the afternoon."
Jiahe didn't take it seriously. He took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Yu. Hearing the news, he immediately staged the mainland version of screaming, and repeatedly asked Jiahe if he really had an affair with an idol. Before Jiahe could finish speaking, She immediately came to a conclusion, and asked her to use her beauty to send a bunch of autographed photos to herself, so that she could save a lot of money for auction in the future...
Jiahe interrupted her dumbfoundedly and asked her to wait for further news from him, then hung up the phone decisively and threw herself on the bed. The quilt was still warm, and she listened to Qiao Qiao's questioning, trying to keep pretending to be dead.
"Okay," Qiaoqiao looked at her angrily, "if you don't say yes, then I won't tell you, what did I see last night," she said while getting dressed, picked up the notice from under the door and carefully Look, "don't beg me."
Jiahe took a deep breath and continued to play dead.
Soon Qiaoqiao told her that Tianchu was indeed here to film, and she finally started to cross the border after her rapid popularity.
As long as Jiahe remembered this incident, he couldn't help but want to see clues on Yi Wenze's face, and finally he could only sigh, idols are idols, surprisingly calm.
Because he returned to Hong Kong in three days, Yi Wenze was almost full from morning to night in the next few days.
Jiahe was in the hotel, and began to chat with Director Jiang about the next book in his unmodified spare time. Sometimes it took four or five hours, and when he was tired, he went for a stroll with the car to the crew. She always stood behind a group of people watching Yi Wenze's performance, or listening to the director's talk. Sometimes everyone said hello together, but because she was too busy, there was no communication.
On the meager side, Yi Wenze occasionally posted some pictures from the set, and most of them did not leave a text message.
There was only one special occasion. He took a photo of a dish in the lunch box and lamented that this chicken leg was the best dish of the day. Jiahe stared at the chicken leg, always feeling familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that the meal was eaten together by everyone... It was his fan who took advantage of it. At that time, he was 45 degrees east of the lunch box. Also nibbling on chicken thighs.
After thinking about it, I started to right-click to save it, and excitedly saved the photo in the folder, and evenly named it 'dick legs with idols'.
In this way, Jiahe's star-chasing road has gradually entered the primitive stage, and he sees meager things more than real people.
That night, when she and Director Jiang were chatting until seven or eight o'clock, Director Jiang suddenly glanced out the window: "It's snowing again."
Jiahe held the cup and turned to look outside. It really snowed again. The weather this year is really strange. It's already the end of February, but it's still surprisingly cold, and there's still snow.
"Today is an exterior scene," Director Jiang raised his wrist to look at his watch. "Work didn't start until 2 o'clock this afternoon, so it shouldn't be finished by this time, let's go and have a look."
Jiahe didn't dare to delay, he quickly wrapped his clothes, and followed Director Jiang's car to the set.
It didn't snow much, but it was extremely cold.
When she arrived on the set, many people were gathered around, drinking hot water. Because I came out of the hotel and the car was air-conditioned, I just felt cold when I got out of the car. When I got closer, I found that even the prop chair was covered with a thin layer of ice, which made me have some awareness of the temperature. In her mind, she began to recall over and over what the scene was filmed for, and when she would freeze the idol, a pair of black boots had already appeared in front of her.
"The weather is so cold and you still come to the set?" Yi Wenze said.
The idol said a word, the brain is smooth, and I can't remember anything.
Jiahe put his hands in his pockets, and was wrapped in a scarf so that only his eyes were left. He was jet-black. He stared at Yi Wenze for half a second before saying, "Director Jiang, it's snowing, let's see the progress."
"Would you like to drink hot water?" Yi Wenze asked gently, still wearing a heavy robe and costume, in a sassy mess.
Jiahe hurriedly shook his head: "I drank a lot at the hotel just now, no need, you hurry in and hide from the wind." After she finished speaking, she took two steps back to make room for Yi Wenze, and almost kicked a chair during the process. , smoothly kicked a lantern...
I wailed inwardly, and was embarrassed again.
In fact, the place where she stood was not warm, but she was able to keep out the wind.
When Yi Wenze approached, Qiao Qiao happened to see Jiahe as well, and was about to come to say hello, but when he saw Yi Wenze, he immediately stopped and gave Jiahe a cheering gesture while his back was facing him. Jiahe wanted to cry but had no tears, but he still had a sullen face, not daring to let his idol see the winding path behind him.
Of course, if there is a Qiao Qiao in this world, there must be an ignorant Ah Qing.
As soon as Yi Wenze stood still, Ah Qing came over with a thermos in his arms, and took out two paper cups as a matter of course, one for each person. Jiahe thought it was too late to say no, he could only take the idol card Fat Dahai, hot and silly, and stood there. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It really seems to have caught the last tail of winter and wasted it once.
"I haven't had a chance to ask you, how is your friend's business?" Yi Wenze was a head above her, standing in the windshield, separating Jiahe from the cold wind.
"I've already set up a line for her and the agent, so let's see how the conversation goes," Jiahe was very grateful, still carefully avoiding the name 'Tianchu', "Thank you."
"Don't be so polite. It's a company business. It would be better if you can take care of your friends."
After Yi Wenze finished speaking, he explained a few words to Ah Qing and asked her to pour some hot water for the fans who were visiting the class. Jiahe heard what he said and realized that because today is a rare location, there are more than a dozen fans in the distance. Wen Ze's nature accounted for most of it. Because filming was about to resume soon, he didn't walk over to say hello, unlike the male supporting cast who made a few faces at fans in the past, but just pouring water shows that he still loves fans.
At this point, the director had already greeted him to continue. He handed the cup to Ah Qing, walked to the lighting center, and began to play with Liao Jing in a low voice, and began to warm up. When Jiahe was looking at it seriously, A Qing next to her reached out to add water to her, but she suddenly made a soft sound when she was halfway down, and said in a low voice, "Oh my God, why is she here?"
Jiahe was startled, and reflexively followed Ah Qing's line of sight and looked to the other side.
A woman in a pink long down jacket stood still just now, followed by a female assistant who was constantly answering the phone. Because she was wearing a mask and a scarf, and was standing in an inconspicuous corner, no one noticed her for a while, but Jiahe recognized her at a glance.
After all, after singing her song for so long, her figure and eyes are still easy to recognize.