"Are you fascinated by yourself?" Lu Yinbing stood by the door, bent down and stretched out her hand, making a gesture of invitation. She did not miss the scene where Xia Yitong stared at the mirror in a daze, and finally pointed at her own face in the mirror with her finger reluctantly.
"No, I'm just thinking about a problem." Xia Yitong naturally took her hand and they walked downstairs together.
"What's the problem?"
"I was wondering..." Xia Yitong looked puzzled, "Why has my face been able to fascinate you for so many years?"
Lu Yinbing laughed loudly, and pretended to stroke his non-existent beard, and said with satisfaction: "This child is teachable, this child is teachable."
Now Xia Yitong is really getting more and more in her own style. No, it should be said that she is even better than her teacher. Sometimes Lu Yinbing is even shocked by her shamelessness.
Lu Yinbing stood in the middle of the living room and said, "Mom and Mommy are going out and won't be back for dinner tonight."
Xia Lu, who was running around on the ground, immediately stopped, looked at the direction where Lu Yinbing and Xia Yitong were standing, and rushed over. Lu Xia also walked over slowly.
Lu Yinbing couldn't help but teach her a lesson: "When you walk, you can walk a little faster."
Lu Xia asked in a serious and childish voice: "Like my sister?"
Just as he fell to the ground with a thud, Xia Lu immediately got up and raised his head: "???"
Lu Yinbing was silent for a moment: "It's okay to be calmer."
Lu Xia smiled at her.
The two children stood side by side in front of their mothers. Lu Yinbing and Xia Yitong squatted down, kissed the children on both cheeks, and told Lu Xia: "Watch out for your little sister. Don't let her jump down the stairs. If she doesn't listen, call her Aunt Liu."
Aunt Liu was the confinement nanny that stayed with their family two years ago. She was meticulous and patient in her work and was very loving to children, so they simply signed a long-term contract with her to work as a nanny at home.
Lu Xia nodded.
She also reminded Xia Lu: "Be obedient. It will hurt if you fall. When you are hurt, your mother will cry. Do you know what it means for your mother to cry?"
Xia Lu blinked his confused eyes.
Lu Yinbing winked at Xia Yitong.
As a main force in the entertainment industry, Xia Yitong, who has superb acting skills, immediately had tears in her eyes, which frightened Xia Lu so much that he trembled like a quail and hurriedly stepped to the coffee table to get a tissue.
"Mom, don't cry." She raised her hand holding the tissue.
Xia Yitong took it and wiped her tears, then rubbed her second daughter's head: "Thank you, baby."
Lu Xia pursed her lips, her face tense, and glanced at Xia Yitong.
Xia Yitong also reached out and rubbed her eldest daughter's head, and Lu Xia regained his normal expression.
After the two children were taken care of, the two of them went out together. After Lu Yinbing had stepped out with both feet, he suddenly turned around, pulled the automatically closed door, and poked his head in: "Are you really going out? If there is anything, let Aunt Liu call us."
Xia Yitong stopped Lu Yinbing from walking back for the second time, "I found that you are really worried. I asked Aunt Liu, and they are very well behaved when they are alone at home. Lu Xia is very sensible and always looks after her sister. You don't need to be so nervous."
"I'm not nervous." Lu Yinbing frowned and said, "I just... just..." She sighed heavily, "I just feel uneasy."
"I understand." Xia Yitong patted Lu Yinbing on the shoulder.
"Do you understand?" Xia Yitong could also understand his messy and incoherent abstract description. Every once in a while, Lu Yinbing would be shocked by the indescribable tacit understanding between himself and Xia Yitong.
"What's there to not understand? It's because I have to shoot again next month and I don't have time to spend with the children. You think you should spend the time with them. If you miss a day, you feel like you are missing out. You feel very anxious."
Lu Yinbing: “…”
Xia Yitong smiled and said, "Why do you always have this mentality? Children are children, we are us, and we all need our own space. They are not stars, we are not planets, we do not revolve around them, and they were not born for us to rely on in the future. We are relatives, we are happy when we are together, and we bless each other when we are apart. Although they don't understand what blessing means now."
"You've done enough and done well enough," Xia Yitong pinched the palm of the hand she was holding, and said, "Don't always think too much and go to extremes. The children won't blame you. Look how happy they are every time you come back from filming."
A long time ago, Lu Yinbing didn't take her children seriously, which was why she made the three of them cry. Now she takes them too seriously, which may be related to her childhood experience. She lacked fatherly love in the first ten years of her life, and her mother was busy with work. Fortunately, she had many brothers and sisters, and Liu Xinmin paid attention to her time with her and never brought work home. Although she had less time to accompany her, the motherly love she gave was no less than that of an ordinary family. Later, her father changed his job and went to Beijing, and he loved her to the sky.
Although Lu Yinbing's upbringing was not greatly affected, she knew that feeling, so she tried her best to let her children experience less, which led to the current overcorrection situation.
Xia Yitong didn't plan to force her to be married. She just let nature take its course. As long as the two children at home were healthy and happy, Lu Yinbing could worry more about it. It was inevitable that she would feel a little jealous.
In order to prevent Lu Yinbing from calling her aunt to ask about the baby's condition as soon as she left the house, Xia Yitong grabbed the passenger seat and sat down, fastening her seat belt. Lu Yinbing pursed her lips, turned her feet, and sat in the driver's seat.
Lu Yinbing drove the car out of the parking lot and finally couldn't help but speak. She asked a little helplessly: "Do you have to do this?" Wasn't it just to stop her from making a phone call? Even if so, she could dial by voice. The car had built-in Bluetooth and she also had headphones.
Xia Yitong struggled to move closer and kissed Lu Yinbing on the face.
Lu Yinbing's expression changed suddenly, and he raised the corner of his mouth, asking himself and answering: "Of course it is very serious."
Lu Yinbing Studio's business is complex. Unlike other celebrity studios, its scale, financial resources, departments, and business scope are equivalent to a small or medium-sized film and television company. Although small, it has everything. Under Xue Yao's leadership over the years, it has been developing in all directions. The two of them discussed whether to go public. However, in view of the fact that the big boss is still busy filming and does not have that much energy, and they can't think of a solution that will satisfy both parties for the time being, they decided to just do this for now.
In addition to contracted actors, the studio also has directors and screenwriters. The group of screenwriters that Lu Yinbing mentioned was originally kept in the dark by her. Later, she opened an office specifically for them in the studio to write scripts for the studio. Of course, the first priority was to provide Lu Yinbing with the scripts she needed.
"I originally wanted to recruit Zhou Yiwen." Lu Yinbing pressed the elevator to the underground parking lot and said while waiting for the elevator to come down.
The word "originally" meant that it was not successful. Xia Yitong asked, "He didn't agree?"
Lu Yinbing said, "Of course I disagree. They are all writers with integrity, just like Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, who refused to be a court writer and flatter the emperor every day. He just wouldn't do it."
"This isn't flattery, right? You didn't ask him to write a script specifically to flatter you." Xia Yitong laughed and complained about Zhou Yiwen, "Even if you ask him to write it, he won't be able to do it. I heard that the new movie he wrote this year is going to make people cry again."
"You know what, I really want to get a script from him. Even though there are a lot of comedies now, the ones that are really memorable and well-received are still those tragedies or dramas. For example, last year's "Xya", "Xx Biography", and "Xx War". You also know that my memory is not good now. The ones that I can remember must be very good." Lu Yinbing put his hands on Xia Yitong's shoulders and half-pushed and half-led her into the elevator. They stopped on the first floor. The employees outside the door looked at them, blushed slightly, and whispered: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Xia."
On the second floor, the man went down.
Xia Yitong tilted her head and asked, "New here?"
Lu Yinbing: "I don't know him, maybe."
Xia Yitong said: "I just saw her blushing."
Lu Yinbing: "You used to blush when you saw me, but now, tsk tsk tsk... Stop pretending, I can see it, humph."
"Stop flirting there. We agreed to come at ten o'clock, and it's already half past ten." Xue Yao was standing not far from the two of them, holding a cup of hot cocoa, her face full of disdain and disdain.
Lu Yinbing looked at his watch. It was nine fifty-five. He was immediately disgusted with Xue Yao's lying behavior. He said, "You're still drinking. You're still drinking such high-calorie food. Did you know that Han Suhan called us last night to complain that you were getting heavier?"
Of course Xue Yao is not fat, and her body fat percentage has never been higher than 15%. It's pretty much normal. As for Su Han calling Lu Yinbing to complain about this, it is impossible unless Lu Yinbing announced that she and Xia Yitong had broken up. But Lu Yinbing made it sound so serious, as if Xue Yao would get fat and die the next moment after drinking this cup of hot cocoa.
“… Shit.” Xue Yao found that there was no other words that could express her current mood except swearing.
Did Lu Yinbing go to the "How to learn how to make people beat me to death as soon as I open my mouth" skill class for devilish training? Xue Yao felt that she was going to break the saying "even a tiger won't eat its own cubs" as she not only wanted to eat them, but also to tear them into pieces and roast them before eating.
You little bastard!
Xue Yao: "Get out of here!"
Lu Yinbing blew a kiss to Xue Yao, and flew to the screenwriters' office like a butterfly. The extremely flirtatious bright red windbreaker she was wearing was so dazzling that it could blind anyone's eyes.
"Good morning, Aunt Xue." Xia Yitong stopped on the way and greeted her.
"Good morning."
Xue Yao's heart, which could have been blown to pieces by Lu Yinbing at any time, was finally comforted a little.
Xia Yitong stared at her head without blinking: "It seems that your hairline has receded a little bit."
Xue Yao: “…”
She was wrong, she was really wrong, she shouldn't have believed that there was a good thing in these two things! Not even for a moment, she felt ashamed of her relief just now, ashamed!
Xue Yao returned to her office with a cold face. The secretary at the door lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her.
Su Han was in a meeting in the conference room. He glanced at the phone on the table and suddenly interrupted the director of a department who was speaking, "Wait a moment, I have a call."
Su Han's expression was as if he would lose 1 billion if he didn't answer the call. The director of a certain department was stunned. Su Han had already walked out with a serious face. There was no one in the corridor. Su Han pursed his lips and was surprised that a smile flowed from the corner of his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"They are bullying me again. I can't live like this anymore." Xue Yao complained.
"Resign."
"No, if I quit, I'll just go hungry. Or will you support me?"
"It's not impossible for me to support you. I have saved a lot of money."
"No, I won't eat your free food."
"Then bear with it."
"I can't bear it. What are you doing?"
Su Han turned around to see if anyone came out from behind him, and said in the same gentle tone: "I'm in a meeting. I came out to answer your call."
"Why answer the phone during a meeting? It's not serious. I don't have anything important to do. Go back quickly."
"Your affairs are all big affairs."
"Hang up, hung up."
Xue Yao decisively hung up the phone, then fell back on the sofa, covered her hot face with a pillow, and laughed. Since she was with Su Han, she had become at least 20 years younger, and her belated girlish heart had finally come.
So he liked to talk back to Lu Yinbing, liked to go to Su Han to report the good news after winning, and liked to seek comfort from him after losing.
He moved the pillow away from his face. The office was spacious, with lush plants outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Such places were rare in Beijing, where every inch of land was valuable. The early summer weather was colorful, and even the air was fragrant.
Lord Xue Yao generously forgave Lu Xia and the others, opened the office door again, and walked towards the screenwriter's room.
The secretary at the door was not surprised to see the smile on President Xue's face. It had been like this for the past two years. She would often go in with a scowl on her face, and come out with a big smile on her face. Her smile now was different from the previous smile that always seemed to hide some conspiracy and made people uneasy. It was just pure happiness, which made the secretary wonder if she had hidden some secret weapon in the office. With technology so advanced now, who knows if they have developed a machine that can make people laugh in a second.
It is called an office, but it is actually a large room with a conference table in the middle for discussions. There are small rooms separated on all four sides. Most screenwriters need an independent and quiet space to write. Some people don't even come to the company to work, but just have regular video or telephone conferences with us.
It was the first time that Xia Yitong met the group of people that Lu Yinbing respected very much. Most of them were very young, and there were quite a few younger than Xia Yitong. The oldest one, according to Lu Yinbing, was an old gentleman, who was now at home.
When Lu Yinbing came in, there were two people sitting at the conference table, arguing with red faces. Lu Yinbing's arrival did not stop the quarrel even for a moment. Lu Yinbing pulled Xia Yitong to sit aside and wait for them to finish arguing.
Xia Yitong listened carefully and it seemed like they were talking about the script of an urban drama, about the second male lead.
Xia Yitong's cell phone lit up. She opened it under the table and saw that it was a text message from Lu Yinbing: These two brothers are co-writers and often quarrel. The results of not quarreling are usually satisfactory.
Just as Xia Yitong was about to reply, another message popped up: Don’t reply to me, they don’t like people watching them. If you watch them while playing with your phone, be careful or they will scold you.
"Mr. Lu, could you please go somewhere else first?" One of the two brothers said to Lu Yinbing with veins bulging on his forehead.
“…” Lu Yinbing touched his nose awkwardly, pursed his lips at Xia Yitong and shrugged, meaning: You see.
Feeling rejected, Lu Yinbing led Xia Yitong to the innermost office on the east side. He knocked on the door, and a woman's clear voice "Come in" came from inside. The two pushed the door open and went in.
When Xia Yitong turned around and closed the door, she found that the quarrel between the two brothers that had been lingering in her ears had disappeared. The sound insulation here was quite good.
"Ning, the screenwriter." Lu Yinbing sat down across from the other person's desk without being polite and said with a smile, "Let me get the script."
Anyone with the script could tell it was just a cover. It was just a matter of sending an email. There was no need for Lu Yinbing, who had to be busy with all kinds of things and take care of children, to come in person. It was just for the person in front of him.
rather
A vague impression flashed quickly through Xia Yitong's mind, a little familiar. Lu Yinbing turned around and mouthed the word to her: Ning Qing.
Xia Yitong's eyes changed instantly when she looked at the other person. Ning Qing was a talented female screenwriter who had risen in the circle in recent years. She was quite mysterious. It was said that she had a good family background and was even more beautiful. Her popularity was no less than that of a third-tier celebrity. All the TV series she wrote were hits. The "xx War" and "xx Legend" that Lu Yinbing just mentioned were both written by her. The former was a war theme, and the latter was a fairy-tale theme. They were very different. An authoritative person in the industry commented: If the information released was not that they were written by the same person, no one would have linked the screenwriters of these two dramas together.
Xia Yitong looked at her. It was hard to tell her age, probably around 27 or 28. However, rich people all look good. Xia Yitong intuitively felt that she might be over 30 years old. She was indeed pretty, not as pretty as a star, but very outstanding among ordinary people.
How did Lu Yinbing find such a person? The key is that I have never heard of which studio or film and television company this Ningda screenwriter is signed to.
Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing, wanting to get an answer from her, but Lu Yinbing was blinking and looking at her, so intimate that Xia Yitong felt uncomfortable. Why did she have to face her like that
Ning Qing took out a large stack of brand new A4 papers printed with words from the drawer. She was about 1.6 meters tall, slightly taller than Xue Yao, and thinner. It was quite difficult for her to lift the stack. Lu Yinbing walked around to her desk and took it with a smile.
Xia Yitong's eyes were about to catch fire when she looked at Lu Yinbing.
Lu Yinbing: "Thank you, sister-in-law."
"You're welcome."
A basin of cold water extinguished Xia Yitong's anger, and she almost swallowed her tongue: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law?"
Ning Qing extended a fair hand towards Xia Yitong: "Hello, I'm Ning Qing, Lu Yinbing's sister-in-law. I've heard her mention you many times. It's our first time meeting."
"No, no, no, you're welcome." Xia Yitong was embarrassed and ashamed.
She remembered that Lu Yinbing had three cousins in total, her brother, sister and cousin Liu Cheng. They would meet each other every Chinese New Year. Liu Cheng's presence was too strong in front of her, causing her to basically ignore the other two. Lu Yinbing's cousin got married early, but she had never met this cousin's wife. It was said that she was studying abroad, and now it seems that she has returned from further studies.
Yes, no matter how close the relationship is, it can’t be closer than this kind of nepotism. If Ning Qing doesn’t sign here, where else can he sign
Lu Yinbing's eyes were clearly visible when she smiled, and Xia Yitong's teeth were itching, and he wanted to bite her to death.
She did it on purpose!
Lu Yinbing glanced at Xia Yitong, slowly gloating and warning: There are outsiders here, don't do anything inappropriate.
Xia Yitong had no choice but to swallow her anger, but what she learned from Lu Yinbing was not only shamelessness, but also the ability to settle scores later. It didn't matter, she would slowly settle the score with Lu Yinbing when she got home.
So she gave Lu Yinbing a smile that was brighter than hers. Lu Yinbing felt a chill on the back of his neck and had a bad premonition in his heart.
Was Xia Yitong going to settle the score with her later
She is so generous, she shouldn't be that kind of person. Ah, why do I feel so excited when I think about her coming to settle the score with me
The two of them had their own thoughts. Ning Qing gave them the script and ignored them, reading a book by herself.
Lu Yinbing held the large stack of A4 papers in her hands, looking very serious as if she was treating some valuable item. She stroked the large characters on the cover with her fingers and smelled the fragrance of ink carefully.
"Promised to give it to the heroine who came to film." When Lu Yinbing's fingers moved away, Xia Yitong saw the name of the script clearly - "A Woman at Forty".
An indescribable surge of emotion welled up from the bottom of my heart.
The grand blueprint that Lu Yinbing once talked about, that is, female stars would no longer be restricted by age and could fully display the accumulation of years, actually appeared before her eyes.