Lu Yinbing didn't know why Xia Yitong started crying on her shoulder, but she seemed to understand something vaguely.
She was not impatient, nor did she ask hastily, but gently stroked her back. This little girl must have endured too much, and most of her friends around her could not be her outlet, so she vented her grievances to her.
What? You mean Laiying? In Lu Yinbing's opinion, Laiying was even less reliable, not even one ten-thousandth as reliable as her.
Anyway, because this seemed to be, no, definitely the "only" outlet for catharsis, the actress Lu was in a particularly good mood and even wanted to laugh out loud. But when she thought of Xia Yitong crying in her arms and she was still laughing happily, she felt it was very inappropriate, so she tightened her expressionless face.
The sweetheart's tears slowly stopped. She raised her face, wiped them casually with her hands, and whispered sorry with red eyes like a little rabbit.
Who can bear it
Anyway, Lu Yinbing couldn't bear it anymore, so he put his thumb under her eyes and wiped her tears himself. He then went to pour her some water and almost fed her mouth to drink, calling her "baby" all the time to coax her.
Xia Yitong felt a little embarrassed. She didn't cry often and had cried only a few times since she was a child. But she had only cried twice since she was in the same group with Lu Yinbing. Would Lu Yinbing think she was a crybaby
Seeing Xia Yitong turned away, Lu Yinbing recalled her expression in surprise. Could it be that her expression was too vulgar and scared her? No way, she was so beautiful, how could she be vulgar
The two of them sat one on the front and the other on the side, and it was a long time before they remembered the important matter they had not finished discussing.
Lu Yinbing coughed lightly, and Xia Yitong turned around quickly. It didn't look like he had been waiting for a long time at all!
Lu Yinbing pretended to have glasses on his nose and pushed them up: "Regarding your company's contract, I think we can still talk about it, 19. You 9, your company 1."
Before officially pursuing the person, he has already started considering his or her secret stash of money. He can be said to be a very qualified future partner.
Xia Yitong opened her mouth in surprise, then wrinkled her nose, looking so adorable.
Lu Yinbing was amused by her exaggerated expression that said "You are so dark" on her face: "I am a boss myself, and I tell you, the value of an artist is not just about how much money she can shoot, how much money she can get for advertising endorsements, and how much money she can share with the company. You know the brand effect, right?"
Xia Yitong understood immediately and his eyes lit up.
Lu Yinbing raised an eyebrow, "Yes, that's what you're thinking. Your company usually signs five-year contracts, right? For the new contract, you signed a three-year contract, with a 90% split. Three years, three years for a popular artist, three years of uncertainty. What if you win the Best Actress award during these three years? No matter if you win it or not, just say you can win it."
Xia Yitong understood and said, "This is not bragging..."
Lu Yinbing interrupted her, eyes wide open, disapproving: "How can this be bragging? This is your confidence in your artistic career, and your confidence in the company's ability to create a movie queen!"
Xia Yitong: “…”
She really believed it.
Lu Yinbing: "By then, you will not only be the pillar of your company's profits, but also the spokesperson of your company's style. The invisible economic benefits cannot be compared with a few advertisements. Do you know why our studio can become so big?"
Xia Yitong blinked: "Because he has money? He has an agent like Xue Yao? He has connections?"
Lu Yinbing raised her hand and shot a bullet at her head, wanting to piss her off to death: "Let you go... You are such a fool, it's because of me! I am awesome, so our studio is awesome!"
Xia Yitong suppressed her laughter: "Yes, yes, you are the best!"
Lu Yinbing: "Don't laugh, I'm not kidding you, and I'm not narcissistic."
Xia Yitong thought: Isn't this called narcissism? There are few people in the world who are not narcissistic.
Lu Yinbing seemed to be able to read her mind and saw through her at a glance. He was thinking again, "Are you complaining about me in your heart?"
Xia Yitong: "No, no, no."
"You still dare to say no to me?"
"No, no, I don't dare."
"When did you start stuttering?" Lu Yinbing laughed, and Xia Yitong also laughed.
Lu Yinbing finished laughing and said, "Except for you, your company doesn't have any first-tier artists. I mean the popular ones. You are the top star in your company, right? After the top star leaves, I heard that the rest are at most second- or third-tier. The generation gap is too serious. Even if we can bring out a top star now, it will take time and luck. It's a buyer's market now, so naturally you have the final say. And I don't think your request is excessive. You should use all the relationships you can. Don't you have a good relationship with that person? You can skip the top management of your company and talk to her directly."
Who? Xia Yitong held back her laughter and didn't expose her.
With his hands on his knees and his chin nodding, Lu Yinbing seemed to have thought of a new solution and said casually, "If your company disagrees..."
"Um?"
"Then sign in with me." The fox showed the tip of its tail.
Xia Yitong looked at her seriously: "I will think about it carefully."
"If you completely trust your agent, you can tell her about this. After all, I'm not from your company, so I don't understand it as thoroughly as she does."
"OK."
After finishing their business talk, the two looked at each other, both wanting to say something to the other, but both hesitated to speak. Finally, they stared at each other and reached a consensus: "How about going to bed?"
Turn off the lights and lie flat on the bed.
When I thought that this was the last night, I didn’t want time to pass in vain.
"Teacher Lu." Xia Yitong pinched the corner of the quilt, her voice a little cautious.
"Um?"
"Why were you crying this morning?"
"Because I let down someone I didn't want to let down."
"Your cousin likes you?"
"… Um."
"You don't like her?"
"I never thought about it. I always treated her as my own sister."
"If she had confessed to you earlier, would you have agreed?"
"I don't know." The night can make people take off their disguises and listen to the voice of their hearts. Lu Yinbing thought about it seriously and said, "I really don't know. If I am with her, I will probably be happy for the rest of my life."
"Um."
Lu Yinbing turned his head and breathed on Xia Yitong's face: "What are you humming?"
Xia Yitong said "Ah", pursed her lips and sighed: "I also think that your cousin must be a very good person."
"What about you?" Lu Yinbing asked suddenly without warning.
"Me what?"
"Aren't you a very good person?" Lu Yinbing paused in the middle of his words, as if he had changed his mind temporarily.
"I..." Xia Yitong smiled, "I am an average good person."
"Then it's just fine."
"Teacher Lu, I thought you would praise me for being so good."
"Do you think I will fall for your trick?" Lu Yinbing laughed mischievously, "Too naive."
"Teacher Lu~" Xia Yitong turned around and hugged her arms.
"It's no use acting like a spoiled child, you—" Lu Yinbing suddenly fell silent. The two of them were originally sleeping at a distance of one person from each other, but Xia Yitong came over and stuck to her perfectly. Xia Yitong's chest, which was not flat but even had a nice shape, pressed directly against Lu Yinbing's arm.
The young and inexperienced teacher Lu, who realized that she was a lesbian, was a little flustered, and her whole arm froze. Xia Yitong also realized the inappropriateness of her behavior from her reaction, and then let go as if nothing had happened: "Then what do you think is effective?"
"Sing a song for me and I'll say you're really good."
Xia Yitong stopped talking for a full five seconds, so long that Lu Yinbing thought he had said something wrong. Just as he was about to say that he would not sing anymore, a light and ethereal voice like the sound of nature rang out in the empty room, like drizzle hitting newly sprouted leaves, and the green bamboo bells under the eaves swayed in the wind, making crisp sounds.
“Pushed by reality/dreams will be deformed/persistence makes people feel tired/I just look at your understanding expression/smile rises/and I can continue.”
Xia Yitong turned her head quietly, looking at Lu Yinbing's silhouette in the dark night, and slowly opened her lips:
“Sometimes love is a look/Chases away all the depression/You remind me that I am not alone/With you, everything is possible/Because we trust each other/True love does not need guarantees/You never advise me not to fly against the wind/Hold my hand and accompany me/Move towards my dream~”
"Sometimes love is a look..." The voice gradually became lower and lower until it disappeared.
Lu Yinbing fell asleep to her soft singing, and her body moved closer consciously, with her bare shoulders touching Xia Yitong's. Xia Yitong quietly put her arms around her neck, holding her in her arms, and kissed her on the forehead with her eyes closed.
"Good night."
Lu Yinbing wrinkled his nose, found a comfortable position in her arms, and didn't move.
The next morning, the two tacitly did not comment on the posture of waking up and hugging each other. Xia Yitong's flight was two hours earlier than Lu Yinbing's. She got up to pack her luggage, and Lu Yinbing kept watching her from five o'clock until half past five.
Xia Yitong dragged the suitcase to the door and turned back to say, "Goodbye, Teacher Lu."
Lu Yinbing said, "Goodbye."
She said nothing, and Lu Yinbing said nothing either.
The door was closed gently, Lu Yinbing felt the cold temperature on the side of the bed, lowered his eyes in thought, and closed his eyes again.
The nearest airport to the studio was half an hour's drive away. Xia Yitong sat in the nanny car, looking out the window at the receding scenery. She suddenly felt like it was a dream. She took out the cached movie of Lu Yinbing and opened it again. She was still as excited as ever, but the feeling was not the same as when she came here.
At that time, Lu Yinbing was like the sun hanging in the sky, high above, dazzling, accepting her worship and admiration, but the light was cold; now Lu Yinbing is more like a real and living person, and she can touch her warmth with just her hand.
…
Two hours later, Xia Yitong was sitting in the first class cabin waiting for takeoff. Without waiting for the broadcast reminder, she planned to turn off her mobile phone. Her fingertips rubbed the WeChat application, and she suddenly opened it as if possessed. She couldn't help but send a message to Lu Yinbing.
Xia Yitong—Teacher Lu, I miss you.
She stared blankly at the words on the screen. After five seconds, she suddenly realized something and long-pressed the message to withdraw it. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat: What is she doing
However, a strange situation occurred.
Just as she withdrew the message, a message popped up on the interface.
Lu Yinbing—Me too.
At this moment, Xia Yitong was in a particularly calm mood, and replied in a very calm manner - Teacher Lu, I have a question for you.
Lu Yinbing-What
Xia Yitong took a deep breath—Do you like me
She regretted asking that question. How could she say that? Would it make her look too narcissistic? Would it backfire? Would the signals she had received these days be just her illusion? Would it be...
With so many questions, it’s too late for her to withdraw now.
Lu Yinbing replied immediately without giving a direct response—What about you
Xia Yitong finally understood the meaning of this sentence correctly, as if she was right in front of Lu Yinbing, and nodded heavily - Yes! I like you, I like you the most!
Lu Yinbing - What a coincidence
Xia Yitong's heart was in his throat.
Without letting her hang on for long, Lu Yinbing replied with two sentences in succession.
Fang Hui, who was sitting nearby, was startled by the sudden loud noise. Xia Yitong suddenly jumped up and hit her head on the ceiling of the plane cabin. She didn't have time to rub her head. She sat in her seat holding her cell phone and cried and laughed.
Lu Yinbing—Me too.
Lu Yinbing—Let’s fall in love, huh