Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 1233 Here Comes Again

For Wang Zhi's "unprofessional" performance, Wang Qing, the manager, is quite indulgent.

Not only was she very indulgent, even Luo Han didn't say a word, and even silently supported him: "Our company should have a serious actor, the brat was pretty good before, but he ran away... ...Where is the rationale for this matter? But, A University really produces talents, look at all the three views!"

Therefore, Wang Zhi has acted as the heroine in the past few years, and she also played the female third female fourth when she was famous. She is very unique in choosing roles, she may not have many roles, or she may not be the heroine, but...

She doesn't shoot shoddy traffic dramas, let alone stereotyped characters.

Almost every role of her is different, and she can always give the audience a bright feeling.

Seeing that Wang Zhi had decided to act in a drama, Wang Qing didn't say anything, but quietly contacted the drama crew to make arrangements, explaining that Wang Zhi would not be able to return to China to participate in rehearsals until half a month later.

The crew asked for Wang Zhi's body size, and said that it was still in the preparation period, and the other actors were not in place yet, and rehearsals would start in a month.

After Wang Qing finished all this, she gave Wang Zhi the complete script sent by the crew, and said to her with a smile, "I'll make do with the electronic version first, and I'll print it out for you when I get back to the hotel."

"Well, good!" Wang Zhi nodded heavily, and then muttered softly, "I remember that the original title of this drama is "Witness for the Prosecution", right? I'll buy the original and read it later."

Wang Qing smiled and nodded, "Well, good."

Wang Zhi looked at the script with her head down, reading every line very carefully.

Filming in London is very peaceful, there are no reporters who often come to visit the set, and there are no illegitimate meals to chase and intercept.

That day, after Wang Zhi returned to the hotel, she couldn't wait to find the printer in the room, and sighed for a while that the five-star hotel was fully equipped...

She found she couldn't use it.

When I was about to call the room service for help, the door was knocked twice and opened from the outside after a few seconds.

Jiang Qingyu is back.

Every time he goes in and out, he always knocks on the door first to remind her, firstly, because he is afraid of scaring her, secondly... probably because he is worried about bumping into some embarrassing scene.

Uh……

In fact, it's a little embarrassing now.

It's just that Wang Zhi didn't know what to do.

With ink on her hand, she looked at Jiang Qingyu helplessly.

Jiang Qingyu put down the briefcase in his hand and walked to her side. Seeing that her fair and slender fingers were stained with black, he chuckled and said, "Want to print something? You go wash your hands, and I'll help you."

Wang Zhi stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, pointed to the tablet next to the printer, and whispered, "Just to print the script, I'm not very good at using this printer."

Jiang Qingyu nodded in response, and said to her with a smile, "This is what no girl should do, go wash your hands, it won't wash off after a while."

Speaking of which, he has been operating the tablet neatly and connected to the printer.

Seeing his quick movements, Wang Zhi couldn't help but despise herself in her heart.

A printer can't handle it, what is she doing!

The printer quickly swallowed a piece of white paper, and when it was spit out, clear characters were printed on it.

After watching it for a while, Jiang Qingyu returned to his room, took out a few soft folders, and neatly clipped the printed script into the folders.

The ink is really hard to wash off. Wang Zhi felt that her hands were about to be soaked, but there were still faint ink stains on her fingertips.

She sighed helplessly.

Well, she chose to give up!

Let's have it!She can't take it anymore!
If you continue to wash it, your hands will be useless!
When she dried her fingers and walked out of the bathroom, what she saw was the neat script on the table.

Wang Zhi's face turned red instantly, and she looked at Jiang Qingyu embarrassedly: "It's really troublesome for you, thank you."

Jiang Qingyu looked at her with a light smile, "Do you like to thank you?"

"Uh...polite." Wang Zhi blinked.

In the entertainment circle, some people seem to seldom say thank you, as if others should do everything for them.

But Wang Zhi has always maintained the good habit of saying "thank you" when others hand her a glass of water.

It has nothing to do with fame and status, it's upbringing.

The corners of Jiang Qingyu's mouth raised slightly, he looked at Wang Zhi and asked, "The drama script?"

Wang Zhi nodded lightly: "Well, I read the original work when I was in college and liked it very much. I was lucky enough to receive an invitation and acted it."

She spoke calmly.

Jiang Qingyu nodded, "Well, I also read the original book when I was in college, but I can't remember some things clearly."

Wang Zhi looked at him with a smile, "Me too, I'm planning to buy a book and review it."

Jiang Qingyu raised his wrist to look at the time, and then asked her: "Are you free? I know a very good bookstore, do you want to go together?"

"Okay!" Wang Zhi responded with one gulp.

If Jiang Qingyu asked her to go shopping, eat and watch a movie, she would definitely choose to stay in the hotel and read the script.

But the bookstore...

she goes!

Jiang Qingyu drove her through the streets and alleys, and stopped in front of an old small bookstore half an hour later.

"Hey? It's here!" Wang Zhi's eyes lit up, she smiled and turned to look at Jiang Qingyu, "I just came here to take pictures two days ago."

The corner of Jiang Qingyu's mouth raised slightly, "Huh? It's not easy to find here."

Wang Zhi said with a smile: "The place my agent found, the coffee made by the boss is delicious."

Jiang Qingyu smiled lightly, parked the car and said, "Let's go."

There was still no one in the store, and the proprietress was sitting behind the small wooden bar with a book and watching carefully.

She was wearing a pair of old glasses, her eyes were slightly squinted, and it was difficult for her to read.

The boss was arranging the books. He took down the books one by one, dusted off the barely noticeable dust, and carefully put them back to the original place.

As the doorbell rang as they pushed the door, the two old men looked in the direction of the door at the same time.

"Hey, you're here." The boss smiled when he saw Jiang Qingyu, "Wait, I'll make coffee for you."

Then he saw Wang Zhi who came in with Jiang Qingyu, and unconsciously showed a touch of surprise: "Huh? Dear miss, you are here too."

Wang Zhi smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm here again."

Jiang Qingyu greeted the proprietress with a smile, like an old friend he had known for a long time.

They were chatting, Wang Zhi turned her head to look, and moved carefully to the bookshelf.

Old books always have a charming charm, which makes people unconsciously guess when they read it, what the people who saw here before were thinking, and whether they would cry in the same way.

The bookstore is quiet, and the afternoon sun shines through the arched windows, making it very warm and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)