Jiuliti Avenue, due to weather problems and rush hour, is being congested in a mess.
In the misty rain and fog, next to the luxury car, a slim beauty held an umbrella, and a weak willow supported the wind. When a gust of evil wind came, the beauty was precarious, wobbled twice, and rushed forward.
In front, unfortunately, stood Huo Yining, a flower of the traffic team.
It's so good to throw yourself in the arms.
Xiao Xu glanced at the beautiful woman in the luxury car, and sighed against the wind: "Today is the third one." Maybe it's because the rain is too lingering, and I feel a little sad for no reason, hey! He sighed again, "There is always a female president who wants to take care of our team Huo."
There are so many flowers in the traffic team, why don't they get someone else to take care of them? Captain Huo is not willing, buddies are willing, come on, take care of them!
Hey, melancholy, melancholy!
Xiao Wang tugged at the raincoat on his body, and frowned in the wind and snow: "The director sent Huo Dui to the traffic team. It was really a mistake. When Huo Dui came, I don't know how much more illegal parking."
At this time, Xiao Hou shouted not far away: "Captain Huo, you have another call call to deal with. Illegal parking, red Ferrari, license plate ending with four twos."
Well, here comes another beauty with a luxury car.
Huo Yining explained a few words and passed.
Xiaohou was surprised: "Team Huo actually went." There were a lot of female drivers just now, and Team Huo didn't see them to deal with them.
Xiao Wang walked over, patted Xiao Hou on the shoulder, and told him a fact: "Those four two are the empresses of the palace."
A red Ferrari with a license plate of four and two is Jing Se's car.
She closed the car window, leaned her chin on the steering wheel, glanced out of the car window, and immediately shook her head, like an angry puffer fish.
Huo Yining knocked on her car window: "Turse."
She shook her head: "Hmph!"
The nasal voice is drawn out, she is unhappy, very unhappy! She is also a vase with only temper!
Huo Yining couldn't laugh or cry, walked to the other side of the car window, bent down, looked at the little girl's face: "Let me get in the car, I'll stop for you first."
Jing se shook her head again and looked to the other side.
He chuckled softly: "Are you angry?"
Very angry!
She complained angrily: "I saw that female driver in the red skirt fell into your arms." The skirt is still so short, huh, little vixen!
Huo Yining was patient and explained to her: "I didn't meet her."
She saw it, and the captain ducked.
but-
It almost jumped on it! This is serious! very! strict! Heavy!
She rolled down the car window, and leaned over with her pretty face: "I'm still not happy, you have to coax me."
"How to coax?" Huo Yining was holding an umbrella, because the umbrella was bent, and the rain hit his back.
Jing Se quickly reached out to help him straighten the umbrella. It was really hard to be on duty in rainy days. She felt distressed. In just a short while, her anger disappeared, and she couldn't bear to be angry with him for too long.
She thought for a while: "Then buy me a bag of roasted sweet potatoes, and I won't be angry after eating it." She looked serious, not joking, "Chen Xiang won't let me eat sweet things, but I really want to eat them." eat."
Why are you so easy to coax.
Huo Yining pinched the little girl's face lightly with rain-stained hands: "I'll park the car for you first, and then go buy it." She parked illegally, and when she drove in, she couldn't get out.
"Okay."
Then, Jing Se obediently opened the car door.
Huo Yining put away his umbrella and took off his raincoat before entering the driver's seat. He helped the little girl park the car, gave her a kiss, and went to buy sweet potatoes.
She ate the hot roasted sweet potato with relish, and fed him a large piece of soft and sweet sweet potato, puffing her cheeks and saying, "Captain, I don't feel good."
Huo Yining took the sweet potato from her hand, blew on her reddened fingers, fed her a sip of water, and lowered his head to peel the sweet potato for her: "What's wrong?"
She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Wang Xiaoxu and the others said that there will always be a female driver driving a luxury car to pick you up."
Huo Yining fed the peeled ones to her mouth, and said with a smile, "I can't soak it away."
Jing Se took a big bite, and retorted confidently: "Who said that, I drove you here in a Ferrari." She had a frightened expression on her face, "It's a good thing I came early, otherwise you might be caught by another female driver. Soak away."
"..."
Huo Yining was speechless.
The more the little girl thought about it, the stronger her sense of crisis became, and she pondered for a while: "No, you have to let the female drivers know that you already have four Ferraris."
Huo Yining fed her again: "So?"
She had an expectant expression on her face: "Brother Huo, can I become a regular?"
As soon as she called Brother Huo, his bones softened.
He didn't care that he was on the road, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, the sweet sweet potato taste, and he sipped it endlessly: "Don't turn around, you are what you are."
Her eyes twinkled and she said brightly, "Then can I post your photo?" After they announced their relationship, they never showed off their love, nor did they post any photos. It may be because of this that there are always female drivers driving luxury cars. Come and throw yourself in the arms.
She felt that she had to declare her sovereignty, and put her beautiful vase on the captain's five-star red flag!
Huo Yining agreed to her: "Yes."
Jing Se suddenly smiled, and said impatiently: "Then you stand by my Ferrari's license plate, and I'll take a photo for you."
"..."
It looks like a car model.
But Jing Se was very satisfied, feeling that no car model could look as good as hers, she excitedly stepped forward, put her arms around Huo Yining's waist, and asked the comrades of the traffic team to help take a series of "love" at 360 degrees According to.
Buddy from the traffic team: "..."
Why don't you go back to the criminal investigation team, not to mention blocking the love of your buddies, but also forcefully stuffing dog food.
After taking the photos, Jing Se picked nine of them and sent them a Jiugongge.
Jingse V: Mine!
Fan: A smell of slave husband blows over...
Then, Jingse's police boyfriend became a hot search because of his good looks.
Then, Jing Se made headlines because she liked 849 comments praising her boyfriend.
With that kind of praise, can't I come back to filming? The director, who was thousands of miles away, called five times in a row, and cried to Chen Xiang on the phone, saying that it was almost Chinese New Year and there was no money to buy new clothes for the children.
That night, Chen Xiang took Jing Se onto the plane.
On November 16th, the temperature in Jiangbei dropped sharply, ushering in the first wave of northwest cold current this year. "Project No. 3" held its premiere at the Beizhan Theater.
As the main creative team, Jiang Jiusheng has 20 minutes of interview and interaction time. She was dressed in a cheongsam with retro national makeup, restoring Changchun's appearance in the movie. Interviews are commonplace, Jiang Jiusheng seldom talks, most of the director and screenwriter are answering, after halftime, Jiang Jiusheng left the stage, and Su Wen and Qin Xiaoyi, who are the first leading actors, continued the process step by step, Su Wen is a freelancer , Answering questions frequently left the host cold, but fortunately Qin Xiaoyi has a high EQ, and went back one by one without any surprises.
Except for some movie fans and film critics, most of the people invited to watch the movie are people in the industry, relatives and friends, and investors.
Mo Bing sat in the first row, turned around, and Jiang Jiusheng sat behind her: "Fu Dongqing is here too."
I saw it, sitting in the middle, with exquisite makeup, but it still couldn't cover the haggard eyes. Jiang Jiusheng glanced at it lightly, then looked away. She saw many familiar faces, besides people in the circle, the well-known CCTV anchor Mrs. Qin San also came.
There are also Chang Ming and several colleagues in his psychological counseling room.
Jiang Jiusheng looked calm, and said, "She probably didn't come to cheer."
Not really.
"A lot of directors and filmmakers came here today, and she's here to maintain connections." Mo Bing smiled half-smile, and his tone was gloating, "I can't help it, Fu Dongqing has fallen to the bottom of his fortune recently, and lost both fame and wealth, so I have to bow my head Bow down and lower yourself."
With big names, no acting skills, and an overnight scandal with Qin Xing, an actress with constant rumors, how can she hold her airs.
Mo Bing suppressed his voice and whispered to Jiang Jiusheng: "There is nothing to grab her resources now. Since the scandal with Qin Xing, she will not be considered in better scripts, and the Fu family has not had a good time recently. Dongqing's father failed in his investment, and it's also a mud bodhisattva who can't protect himself when he crosses the river."
investment failure...
Jiang Jiusheng turned to look at the people around him: "Does it have something to do with you?" She knew that Shi Jin bought a piece of land from Yuwen, and then sold it to Fu Dongqing's father.
Shi Jin sat under the lamp, the light and shadow falling on the pupils of his eyes, like finely divided silhouettes, half bright and half dark, white and dark alternating just right, everywhere is pleasing to the eye.
He nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Jiusheng was puzzled: "Isn't the Fu family planning to marry the Qin family?"
Shi Jin embraced her waist, lowered his body a little, and leaned closer to her ear, with a low voice: "Qin Xing and Fu Dongqing have an affair, and the marriage partner is changed to Qin Wu and an illegitimate daughter of the Fu family. It's just a formality, it doesn't matter who gets married, Qin Xing doesn't really want to get married, he just wants to extend the hands of the Qin family to the Fu family."
She asked, "Business strategy?"
Shi Jin also said before that the Qin family never cooperated, only annexed. The Fu family was probably still kept in the dark and unprepared, so Shi Jin didn't even know that the land to expand the market belonged to Shi Jin.
"You can say that." Shi Jinyun said calmly, "Qin Xing has always been despicable, but the Fu family is also an eyesore." So, he let the situation go.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask any more questions.
Yuwen Charge was late, and after the interaction and interviews before the premiere, the talent went to the Beijing Exhibition Theater. Coincidentally, Xie Dang was one step behind him.
The two entered the theater one after the other.
Xie Dang grumbled from behind: "Why do you keep calling me lately?"
"Looking for you to drink." Yuwen Chong charged back and glanced at him indifferently, "Why didn't you answer?"
Xie Dang put his hands in his pockets, his suit was only buttoned up with one button, and his hair was parted in the middle of a small wool curly hair. He blew a mouthful of bangs that always pierced his eyes: "I play a solo abroad, and I don't have as much leisure as you." The two stood side by side , he turned to look at Yuwen Chongchong, "What's wrong with you, what kind of melancholy are you pretending to be?"
Yu Wenchong looked unmotivated.
"I was thinking," he paused, a dark look flashed in his eyes, "if Shengsheng returned to Xu's house earlier, would she be the one who got engaged to me?"
This is what I said in front of Xie Dang.
Xie Dang scolded with a smile: "Dream you." Pouring him unceremoniously, "Your Ms. Tang is interested in Xu Zhenzhen's face that looks like Xiao Ru. If Shengsheng returns to Xu's house sooner, you will be a goddamn fool." No chance to know her." He raised his chin arrogantly, "Of course, you have no chance to know me."
He signed Tianyu Media in the first place because of Jiang Jiusheng.
Yu Wen charged back, kicked him, smiled, and his brows were darkened: "Will you die if you say something nice?"
Xie Dang was wearing a white suit today, and when he kicked a shoe print, he immediately blew up: "What's wrong with you." Pushing away Yuwen Charge, walked in quickly, turned around and cast a cold stare, "Get out, leave Stay away, old man."
Yuwen charged and scolded "Fuck off".
However, their tickets were next to each other, both given by Jiang Jiusheng, just one row behind her.
When Jiang Jiusheng heard the movement, he turned around and said, "Here we are."
Xie Dang sat down and pulled his tie: "Why are you down here?" She is the main creator of the film.
"My session is scheduled for the first 20 minutes, and it's over."
Yuwen Chongfeng sat down next to Xie Dang: "The cheongsam is pretty good."
Jiang Jiusheng is very suitable for wearing a cheongsam. He is obviously from rock music. He has a bit of the chic and heroic spirit of heavy metal music on his body, but he is unexpectedly suitable for this long cheongsam with a waist and a slim fit. A woman from a scholarly family.
Shi Jin took off his suit jacket and put it on Jiang Jiusheng's shoulders.
is good looking.
So, I don't want others to see it.
Yuwen charged and tugged at the corner of his mouth, damn it, childish!
The premiere of the film just started, the lights dimmed, and the movie trailer was playing on the projection screen. In the aisle of the auditorium, a group of figures looked around, walked down a few rows, and then jumped up again.
Xie Dang sat on the outermost side, near the aisle, seeing that the shadow was really dazzling, he grabbed the hat of her coat: "It's all started, don't poke around, sit here."
He poked Yuwen Charge next to him with his hand, making an empty space inside.
Tan Mobao had just finished the live broadcast, came running, wiped the sweat from his brow, and sat down: "Okay, Brother Dang."
Ever since this guy joined the Xie Dang Jiangbei Fan Support Club and became Master Xie's right-hand man, he has been talking about Dang brother one by one. For the sake of Brother Shengdang, Xie Dang reluctantly accepted her as the vice president.
Tan Mobao held two buckets of popcorn, put down one bucket, and took out another bucket: "Do you want to eat?"
Xie Dang just wanted to express his disgust.
Tan Mobao patted Jiang Jiusheng in front of him: "Shengsheng, I bought it for you, and I specially put a little less sugar." Jiang Jiusheng doesn't like too sweet.
Jiang Jiusheng accepted it with a smile.
Xie Dang: "..."
He is also the vice president of the fan support club, his level of loyalty is too low, he is unqualified!
The film is 130 minutes long and has a tight rhythm. Because it is a spy war drama, there are many gun battle scenes. In the theater, the voices come and go. Judging from the scene, the concentration of watching is very high.
This movie will not be underrated, which is expected.
The movie is coming to an end.
Shi Jin leaned over and whispered into Jiang Jiusheng's ear, "Do you have a substitute?"
She shook her head.
She doesn't take emotional scenes, and she doesn't need a substitute for the time being.
Shi Jin took her hand and put it on his knee, as if he couldn't put it down, he carefully played with it, and whispered: "Miss Mo."
Mo Bing turned around: "Huh?"
"Can you find a substitute for Shengsheng?"
Mo Bing was slightly stunned: "For what? For what?" There is no intimacy scene, and Jiang Jiusheng has to do it by himself.
Shi Jin's voice was very low, overwhelmed by the sound of the movie projected, but still clear, he said, "Stop."
"..."
Well, just now, in the movie, Su Wen pulled Jiang Jiusheng's wrist, just for one scene, and pulled it when he was running away. Is it really worth it
Mo Bing was noncommittal, but she did plan to find a substitute for Jiang Jiusheng. There was a bare-back scene in "The Empress". Yingchen was wounded on the battlefield, and Rongli applied medicine to her. In front of the camera, half of her back would be exposed. The scale is not big, but after all, Jiang Jiusheng has a beautiful woman, so Mo Bing considers finding a substitute for her. For the long-term plan, find someone who will be used by the queen, and she will be specially used as Jiang Jiusheng's substitute in the future.
She couldn't help but think of a woman who applied for the job half a month ago.
At that time, she asked someone to try a scene, and she was unexpectedly professional: "Are you from a major?"
"yes."
"Why are you here as a substitute?"
The woman thought for a while, and said lightly: "Living."
Mo Bing didn't think much about it: "Sorry, you are not qualified."
The other party's expression was normal, and his eyes were still calm: "Can I ask the reason?"
The tone, expression, and even temperament are very similar to Jiang Jiusheng, especially this face... Mo Bing said: "For a stand-in, four or five points of resemblance is enough, but if it is eight or nine points," she examined the woman's face, "no."
It's so similar, it makes people feel uneasy keeping it by their side.
"I see."
Mo Bing still remembered the woman's name. When the woman introduced herself, she said: "My name is Han Miao, and the mist is so misty."
Han Miao.
Mo Bing had never heard of this name.
Outside the viewing hall of the theater, along the corridor, there are several drama halls. Because "Project No. 3" premiered at the Beizhan Theater, there is no rehearsal program in the theater hall for the time being. The door is open and the lights are on inside. There were two figures.
"What you want."
He was dressed in a suit, imposing and imposing, wearing glasses. He was Chang Ming. He was holding a file bag in his hand. His nails were neatly manicured and slightly translucent white.
The woman on the opposite side took it, took it apart, and with long eyelashes hanging down, a shadow fell under the lamp. She flipped through it hastily, her eyes lingering on one spot: "Paranoid personality disorder, etiology," paused slightly, and read, "Jiang Jiusheng .”
This one is Shi Jin's case.
The woman looked up and smiled: "Is there still such a mental illness?"
The words are correct and the accent is round. When she speaks, she always speaks in a somewhat slow manner, with a less obvious broadcast accent.
It was Su Fu.
Chang Ming is as good as others: "The field of psychology has never been definite and limited."
She was noncommittal, and asked instead: "Then, can I understand that the disease is her, and the medicine is also hers."
He nodded: "Yes."
Understood.
Su Fu folded the case back into the file bag, lowered his head, wrapped the sealing thread on the file bag, and asked casually, "What's your relationship with Dr. Smith?"
"He was my mentor."
"Doctor Smith majored in spiritual hypnosis, and he did Jiang Jiusheng's hypnosis back then." Su Fu raised his head and looked at the man opposite, "I want to know how much you have learned."
He seemed to be smiling, gentle and refined: "You will know later."
Chang Ming is a psychiatrist, and Jiang Jiusheng's psychiatrist.
This is the only thing Su Fu knows about him. His information is completely clean. He is a returnee with a bachelor's degree and majored in psychopsychology. Except for his schooling experience, he has no other information.
"I still can't see through you." Su Fu's eyes surveyed slightly, "What do you want?"
It's not money, Su Fu can be sure of this.
In the second year after Chang Ming became Jiang Jiusheng's psychiatrist, she approached him. He obeyed her orders but was not under her control. Apart from his gentle appearance, he knows nothing.
He smiled and said, "I want Jiang Jiusheng."
True or not, who knows,
Su Fu stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation."
He held it, and after a few seconds, let it go: "Happy cooperation."
After leaving the drama hall, Su Fu ran into Su Wen in the corridor. As the first leading actor of "Project No. 3", he was not in the theater, but was watching the live broadcast of the swimming competition on his mobile phone outside.
Su Fu turned sideways and lowered his head: "Fourth Uncle."
He took off the earphones, leaned against the wall, his eyes were clean, his slightly frowned eyebrows indicated his impatience and bad temper: "You are everywhere."
A face that is too beautiful, like a goblin coming out of a drama, with charming eyes, but also sharp, as if it can seduce the soul.
Su Fu said nothing.
The prince of the Su family in Xitang has always looked down on the Su family, and he has no good face. He is very displeased with cold brows: "Can you go back to Xitang?"
Su Fu couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his head: "Fourth Uncle, I won't worry about my affairs."
Su Wen raised his brows: "Don't agree?"
She said nothing.
Su Wen stepped forward, tall, looking at the person in front of him with disdain, with a lazy tone of voice, and murderous eyebrows and eyes: "Call your parents and ask if I can take care of you."
Su Fu's face changed suddenly, he pursed his lips, and remained silent. In the Su family, the old man does not die, the crown prince is still the one who decides, even as the eldest son of Su—her father, he must bow down to Su Wen.
Su Wen put on the earphones, lowered his head, and continued to watch the swimming live broadcast on his mobile phone, impatiently: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way."
She gritted her teeth and stepped sideways to get out of the way.