Lin Si looked at the line in panic, and his embarrassment made him seek ways to withdraw it in various places.
Y didn't give him a chance to struggle, and sent a message: [?]
Lin Si threw the phone on his stomach as if it was hot.
His head shrank back two inches in fear.
"What's wrong?" Liao Ji looked at him.
"I… "
Lin Si lowered his head and picked up the phone, a little aggrieved and at a loss, and finally didn't know whether to comfort himself or perfunctory Liao Ji, saying: "It's okay, it's nothing..."
I just cracked right then and there.
He felt that his hands were too dark, and every time he sent a message to Y, he didn't reply in a second. When such an embarrassing incident happened today, Y would be like surfing the Internet 24 hours a day with high intensity.
He bit the bullet and typed: [I was not careful]
Y: [Well.]
Lin Si waited for two minutes. Seeing that Y didn't speak, he rolled his palms: [I didn't reply to you before, so I don't know what to say]
Y was not on the same channel as him, and asked himself: [Is there a suitable person matched today?]
Lin Si lowered his eyes: [No, today is very busy, no time to match]
Y: [Well.]
"It's almost here. I didn't have time to go backstage to find you, but I heard that a group of people left the scene, and I don't know where to go." Liao Ji patted Lin Si's hand, "I don't know what's going on inside, so be tight. "
Lin Si nodded, glanced at the phone, and confirmed that Y hadn't spoken any more, then put away his things and got out of the car.
The address given by Lu Yan is indeed a very serious teahouse, with an elegant environment, and a master in a long gown playing the zither next to the hot spring in the lobby, full of immortality.
They were ushered into the secluded backyard. Lin Si smelled the scent of bamboo as soon as he walked through the arch, which made him feel very comfortable.
Lu Yan and the others were in the room, and Lin Si was stunned when he entered. In addition to Lu Yan, there were also well-known producers, directors and actors in the film industry.
Among them, the two Lin Si who impressed me the most were the director Ye Gaotan, who won the International Gold Award last year with the literary film "Around the Sea", and the protagonist Lin Zisong.
For such a private gathering, Liao Ji obviously wasn't suitable for staying for a long time, so he tapped Lin Si's cell phone with his fingertips underneath, implying that he should contact him immediately if he had anything to do, and then withdrew.
Lu Yan turned his palm upwards, slightly bent his middle finger and index finger, and slightly hooked it twice in the air: "Come here."
Lin Si felt that Lu Yan seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
In past situations like this, it was Liao Ji who showed up for Lin Si. Lin Si couldn't flatter him, and Liao Ji was also worried that he would be tricked by others, so he never let Lin Si go to any dinners or drinks.
Lin Si quietly sat next to Lu Yan, but unconsciously grabbed the edge of the suit pants pocket.
The emotions below his neck are all his own, not "Lin Si".
At this moment, in this room, the only person he can trust seems to be Lu Yan.
"Lin Si, an artist of Shengshi Entertainment." Lu Yan's tone of introduction was very official, without any taste of his own.
Lin Si got up again, bowed slightly to the people present, and introduced himself modestly and simply.
The younger ones laughed and said they knew about it a long time ago, because they are in the music industry, so they have never had the chance to meet each other.
Ye Gaotan made tea, poured water from the teacup, and arrived at Lin Si in order, Lin Si got up, and passed the tea cup with both hands across the tea table.
"Just sit down." Ye Gaotan filled the teacup and pushed it back to him.
No one expressed surprise or excessive attention to Lin Si's arrival. They chatted while drinking tea, and when they talked about many capital-related things, Lin Si just listened quietly. Some terms he didn't understand were memorized in his mind. I plan to go back and ask Liao Ji.
Among them, Ye Gaotan said that a new movie is being planned and the script has been written.
"Your queen hero is here, what are you worrying about?" A familiar producer joked.
Ye Gaotan waved his hand: "It's not about Zisong's role, there is another role that hasn't been decided yet."
"Director Ye's scripts are notoriously difficult to act," Lin Zisong smiled and drank tea, "Whoever wants to play my younger brother must be prepared to be scolded by Director Ye from the first day of the filming to the last day."
There was the sound of a teacup being placed on the table on the right, and Lu Yan, who rarely spoke, spoke with a seldom raised ending: "Really?"
Ye Gaotan leaned back, resting his hands on the nanmu chair, leisurely: "Zisong likes to smear me outside."
Lu Yan turned the teacup, started to fill himself up, and then put the teacup in front of Lin Si's table: "Ye Dao's teacup is empty."
Lin Si was stunned, looked sideways at Lu Yan, then glanced down, picked up the tea cup, crossed half the table, and poured a full cup for Ye Gaotan.
"Mr. Lu made a decision and wronged you to drink tea with us. I'm really sorry. However, Mr. Lu took over Shengshi and invested so much in the first place, which is also his trust in me. Young people, you will definitely do a lot in the future." Ye Gaotan received After drinking this cup of tea, the conversation turned around again, "That's right—my old man's temper, I'm afraid it's very difficult to be fierce on Mr. Lu's head."
"That depends on Ye Dao's intention." Lu Yan said.
Lin Si was chewing on their "words with meaning", but when he heard this sentence, he still left halfway.
He didn't believe that Lu Yan's temper could read people's intentions, so he touched the back of his head, thinking it was funny, and then he really hooked the corners of his mouth, and Ye Gaotan took a serious look.
He stopped laughing for a second, adjusted his shoulders slightly, and sat upright.
Ye Gaotan leaned over, unable to see any emotion: "Drink tea, everyone drinks tea."
The soft light above his head was cast on the water, and Lin Si saw a little bit of tea foam. Before he could figure out what the crumpled piece of tea leaves scattered at the bottom of the cup was, their game broke up.
Lin Si got up, stood by the wall, and sent them away.
After Ye Gaotan shook hands with Lu Yan, he smiled at Lin Si and put his hand on his shoulder.
After everyone left, Lin Si asked softly, "Where is Liao Jiren?"
"Maybe Duan Yang called him away." Lu Yan said.
"No way." Lin Si said.
Liao Ji was worried and would not leave himself here alone.
Lu Yan watched him in the silent corridor for a long time: "Then you wait here for him."
Lin Si couldn't control himself, and said back: "Can't I go out and wait for him?" He muttered again, "Can't I make a phone call..."
"up to you."
Lu Yan felt that Lin Si might need to go back to school to retake junior high school or elementary school.
Ten seconds later, he thought, remove the possibility.
Lu Yan walked away first, Lin Si could only follow behind, trying to overtake him quickly, but unexpectedly, Lu Yan stopped, Lin Si hurriedly used both hands to control himself from falling forward, and swiped his arm twice successfully. After taking a step down, there was a distance of half a meter away from Lu Yan.
"Why did you stop..." Lin Si said.
Lu Yan turned her head and frowned slightly, wanting to argue with Lin Si, but she seemed to feel that there was no need to turn around and continue walking.
When he was about to reach the hall, Lu Yan said, "Let Liao Ji find a teacher for you and take acting lessons."
"But my schedule from years ago is already full." Lin Si said.
"It's not my problem," Lu Yan said, "I plan to audition for Ye Gaotan's new movie after the year."
Lin Si opened his eyes wide.
Lu Yan looked at him sideways, and saw the moist light in his eyes, so his brows were frowned again: "Don't make this kind of expression everywhere."
Lin Si immediately looked away, and lowered his head to think, although Lu Yan hates him, he is a very, very, very, very good talker.
When Lu Yan took the initiative to reject the protagonist of "Missing You Sixty-six" for Lin Si, he promised that there would be a better role, but at that time, no one paid attention.
I don't want Lu Yan to mean the truth, and to be true.
Regardless of whether Lu Yan is for investment or what, at least Lin Si is now given this opportunity.
So at the moment, Lin Si felt that he was much pleasing to the eye, and he still felt a little guilty for misunderstanding Lu Yan.
From the glass window in the hall, you can see that there is a layer of whiteness on the railings of the bamboo forest outside. After days of heavy snowfall, everything is clean, so the light snow at this moment looks very light, as if stars and clouds are crushed into fine pieces together. When the sand falls down, put a thin coat on the world.
Lin Si likes snow, as if he is struggling with his established life trajectory, he likes non-black and all light colors.
In the corners where he is not an Alpha, he is careful and has his own personality.
Lin Si was standing far away from the heating system. When he left the venue, he walked in a hurry, still wearing a suit inside. When he got off the car, his down jacket was put in the car again.
He moved carefully, seemingly admiring the zither, but actually strolled to the hot spring water over there to keep warm.
The sulfur smell of the hot spring rushed into the nostrils, mixed with a strange smell of pheromones, Lin Si took a few breaths, but still couldn't adapt to covering his nose.
Uncontrollable nausea gushed out of his throat, and he left quickly, but couldn't find the toilet for a while.
"What's wrong with you?" Lu Yan's voice came from behind.
Lin Si struggled to spit out two words: "Toilet."
Lu Yan asked someone for him, and before he could point to the exact location, Lin Si had already rushed over in the approximate direction where he raised his arm.
Wearing a suit, running inappropriately, looking a little embarrassed.
The door of Lin Si's cubicle was ajar, but Lu Yan didn't go in and stood by the sink.
Not long after, Lu Yan heard the sound of retching, and approached a little closer, and asked in a cold voice from a door away from the compartment: "What's wrong with you?"
Lin Si didn't spit out anything, bowed his waist, pressed his hands against the wall, his voice was hoarse and pitiful: "I'm fine."
"Send you to the hospital." Lu Yan said exactly what he said, moved another step towards the cubicle, and pushed open the door.
Lin Si turned his head and stepped back in resistance, as if Lu Yan was some kind of beast.
What Lu Yan saw was a pair of red eyes, and even the tip of the nose and cheeks were slightly pink because of lowering his head.
If Lin Si was described by an animal, at this moment, Lu Yan felt that he was a deer.
The little deer who drank the unclean river water and couldn't spit it out was so wronged that he was about to cry.
Moreover, this fawn is very afraid of itself.
"I'm not going to the hospital." Lin Si inhaled slowly, his eyes were full of rejection, and he was also very stubborn.
Many unpleasant memories have changed the taste of the short-lived harmony in the hall before.
"Get your personal doctor over here." Lu Yan called Duan Yang.
Two minutes later, after Lu Yan left the cubicle, Lin Si came out slowly, walked to the sink and pretended to wash his hands seriously.
Lu Yan saw him wipe the water off his lips with the back of his hand, and looked at himself in the mirror when he looked up.
The mirror struggled to withstand their colliding gazes.
Lin Si didn't expect Lu Yan to stare at him so seriously.
Lu Yan and Lu Shaoming are still very different, at least from Lin Si's experience, the new president of Shengshi Group is vigorous and resolute, iron-blooded, cold-hearted, and has no affection to speak of.
Even the descriptions in the media reports have to use words like "exquisite" and "the proud son of heaven" to describe him.
Therefore, he should not understand the sufferings of the people and not pay attention to others.
Lin Si was so distracted that Lu Yan looked away expressionlessly in the mirror.
…
Why is the proud son of heaven so bad-tempered
Lin Si lowered his eyelids and didn't look at him, thinking, fortunately, he didn't smell the pheromone from Lu Yan.
Duan Yang and Liao Ji finally came back, explaining that they went to entertain the assistants and drivers brought by those big shots, Lin Si nodded indiscriminately to express his understanding, and got into the nanny's car ahead of everyone.
Liao Ji knew something was wrong when he saw Lin Si, and immediately asked Lu Yan: "Boss Lu, what's going on?"
Lu Yan didn't need to explain to him, and walked into the snow, his leather shoes creaking.
"Your car will follow us to the hospital." He added before stepping into the car, "Whether Lin Si wants it or not."