Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 214 "It's not too late at twelve o'clock? You don't want your hair anymore? Do you want to be bald early in life?"

It's just that she really hasn't figured out how to deal with this matter.

On this day, when the crew had lunch and took a break, director Lan Zhengfeng came over and sat opposite Nan Song.

They are all from the entertainment industry, and everyone knows exactly what new things happened on Weibo.

Lan Zhengfeng is the director with the best reputation in the circle for making modern urban emotional dramas. This time "Dance for Tomorrow" is the first time Nan Song has collaborated with him.

Lan Zhengfeng is 48 years old this year. He has a very elegant demeanor. When he speaks, his tone is like a spring breeze.

"Nan Song, how's your mood these two days? Didn't it affect you?"

Nan Song smiled brightly: "Then how can it be? Director Lan, do you look at my performance during filming, do you look like someone who has been influenced?"

When Lan Zhengfeng laughed, there were a few crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, which made his whole face more kind.

"It's fine if it doesn't affect you. I just saw too many rumors on Weibo these days. You have your own thoughts and plans. I hope you won't be affected by those messy remarks."

Nan Song smiled: "Don't worry, Director Lan, I love acting. No matter what the situation is, I will put this matter as the top priority of my work. When filming, I will never divide it because of other things." heart."

Lan Zhengfeng smiled and nodded: "That's good, just tell me if you have any difficulties."

"Okay, thank you Director Lan."

"But speaking of it, have you considered finding an agent?" Lan Zhengfeng asked suddenly.

Nan Song pursed his lips, and after thinking for two seconds, he said, "I have actually considered this matter recently, but I haven't made a decision yet."

"I see that you have been working alone since your comeback. Although you may indeed be able to avoid some unnecessary troubles, for example, when you encounter a situation like this on Weibo these days, it is better to have a team after all."

Nan Song nodded thoughtfully: "Well, indeed."

"However, I'm just making some personal suggestions. In the end, it's up to you to make the final decision. If you decide to find a team or an agent in the future, tell me. There are several gold-medal agents in the industry and I have a good personal relationship."

Nan Song: "I understand, thank you director."

"Well, then you have a good rest."

"Ok."

After Lan Zhengfeng left, Nan Song held the water glass and fell into deep thought.

She and Lan Zhengfeng did know each other before, but they were just acquaintances. This was the first time they worked together, and they had no personal relationship before.

Why did Director Lan care about her so much all of a sudden?
Thinking of the biggest investor behind the drama being filmed, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Nan Song's mind, and the doubts in his heart were instantly answered.

But, wouldn't it?

Shen Du shouldn't be able to do this to her now, right?
But after much deliberation, Nan Song decided to seek proof.

So on the seventh night after Nan Song joined the group, Shen Du finally received the first call from her.

At that time, Shen Du had just walked out of the airport, and the weather in Birmingham was very good. The local time was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the wide avenue was shrouded in the halo of dusk.

The weather in Jiangcheng, where Nan Song is located, is not very good. When Shen Du's voice came from the phone, she was closing the window of the hotel room in a hurry.

There was a lot of rain in Jiangcheng during this period, and the cold rain was blown by the wind, drifting in obliquely, and a few drops fell on the back of Nan Song's white hands, which felt cool to the touch.

"Hey?"

"Hello." Nan Song said.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a good mood.

"What are you doing on the phone? You haven't rested so late?"

Nan Song raised his eyes and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, with a trace of doubt in his tone: "It's only twelve o'clock, why is it late?"

"It's not too late at twelve o'clock? You don't want your hair anymore? Do you want to be bald at an early age, Nan Song?"

Nan Song: "."

She didn't know what happened to the dog man on the other end of the phone, and she seemed to be more comfortable teasing her tonight than when communicating face-to-face.

"Twelve o'clock is really not too late in the production crew. When work is over at one or two o'clock in the morning, you have to get up early in the morning, and you can't sleep because you are not doing this. All right, I just don't understand the situation.

Shooting summer scenes in winter, filming winter scenes in summer, either wearing thick clothes standing under the sun in summer, or wearing thin costumes and going into the water in winter, it’s really hard work.”

Shen Du patiently listened to Nan Song finish his sentence in a playful tone, and then let out a light snort, which the latter could hear clearly.

"Then it's okay not to act?"

For some reason, Nan Song's mind suddenly came up with the classic lines from Stephen Chow and Cecilia Cheung's "The King of Comedy", subconsciously answering——

"If you don't act, you support me???"

"I'll take care of you."

Shen Du's faint four syllables first came from the handset of the mobile phone, and then the man's chuckle.

Nan Song was stunned for a second before realizing what happened just now.

"Shen Du, are you messing with me on purpose?"

"You answered it yourself, I didn't force you."

Shen Du's tone of voice sounded mean, Nan Song exhaled and closed his eyes.

She shouldn't have taken the initiative to call the dog man. She just wanted to ask him if he had called Lan Zhengfeng in private to ask the director to take care of her more in the crew.

As a result, this dog man deliberately teased her after he had said less than five sentences, and he still complied with that sentence, human nature——

Oh no, the nature of a dog never changes.

Just now he suddenly said "Is it okay if I don't act?" In fact, it doesn't mean the same thing as Yin Tianchou said in "The King of Comedy", "Is it okay not to go to work".

He was simply teasing her, telling her not to play so much.

Good guy, if it wasn't for her close relationship, she wouldn't bother to tell him the hard work of filming, but this dog man actually responded like this.

Although her tone just now was indeed a bit dramatic, isn't that what the plot needs?
Nan Song rolled his eyes in his heart, and lay down on the bed all at once, kicked off his shoes, and flicked his slender legs.

"Then you just lied to me when you said you raised me?"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Du got on the car going to the hotel, and as soon as the car door was closed, the hustle and bustle of the city outside was instantly cut off.

The driver in front turned his head and confirmed some details to Shen Du respectfully.

Nan Song heard Shen Du's voice coming from the mobile phone. His accent was not British, but pure American pronunciation, which was very nice.

Tsk tsk, a creature like Xueba is attractive, and he can successfully make people ignore his cheapness just now for a second.

(End of this chapter)