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On the set, the crew were busy.

"Song Dao!" In the afternoon, as soon as song Tingchen and his assistant arrived at the set, Zhao Ting hurried to meet them. She asked in a low voice, "how's it going? Did Youle still not find it? "

Song Tingchen glanced at Zhao ting and shook her head.

"I haven't heard from you for so long." Zhao Ting sighed, "I've been sending messages and calling her recently, but I haven't heard from her at all."

"Get busy." Song Tingchen said tiredly. Now he especially taboo mentioning Qin Youle. As long as someone mentions her, he will feel a burst of angina pectoris.

Looking at the lonely back of song Tingchen leaving, Zhao Ting was also secretly hurt.

"Wait a minute, director Song." Zhao Ting caught up with song Tingchen. She hesitated and said, "I forgot to tell you. She told me once before. She said she was fine now and told me not to worry."

"What are you talking about?" Song Tingchen looked at Zhao ting and asked. He was a little excited.

"But Youle only sent me a message once and never contacted me again." Looking at the light flashing from the bottom of song Tingchen's eyes, Zhao Ting was particularly afraid that she gave song Tingchen hope again.

"Zhao Ting!" Sure enough, as Zhao Ting thought, song Tingchen excitedly grabbed her arm and said, "you mean Youle has returned your news, haven't you? Then you continue to send messages to her. No matter what method you use, you can help me find out her whereabouts. "

"Song Dao!" Being shaken badly by song Tingchen, Zhao Ting said unhappily, "Director Song, let me go first. My arm is hurt by you."

Song Tingchen suddenly released Zhao Ting's arm. He lowered his head and said, "Zhao Ting, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now. Are you okay?"

Zhao Ting rubbed her arm, shook her head and said sadly, "Director Song, I know you're sad. But if you do, Youle will be very sad to know. "

"She won't." Knowing that Zhao Ting should not be able to find Qin Youle, song Tingchen said so quietly and left with his assistant.

"Qin Youle, Qin Youle, why did you leave?" Zhao Ting asked sadly. She felt heartache when she saw song Tingchen's lonely appearance.

"Zhao Ting, what are you doing here?" Han Yixin happily came and patted Zhao ting on the shoulder and said with a smile, "are you in a daze here?"

"Oh, No." Seeing Han Yi coming, Zhao Ting hurriedly adjusted her state.

"What's the matter? Why are your eyes red? " Han Yi looked at Zhao Ting's red eyes and asked anxiously, "what's the matter? What wronged you, didn't you? "

"No, No." Zhao Ting immediately denied it. She rubbed her eyes and explained, "maybe the wind is too strong. The sand has gone into her eyes and lost her eyes."

"Well, what about now? Shall I blow it for you? " Han Yi asked with concern.

"No, it's all right now." Zhao Ting took the opportunity to take a deep breath by rubbing her eyes.

Han Yi leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Zhao Ting, why hasn't Youle come to the crew recently? Have you seen her in private? "

"What's the matter?" When it comes to Qin Youle, Zhao Ting is alert. She takes a step back and seems to be in a state of protection. Qin Youle has not been in the crew for a long time. There are many rumors about her in the crew.

"No, I'm just curious to ask." Seeing Zhao Ting so nervous, Han Yi already had an answer in her heart. She explained with a smile, "these two days, I always hear people say all kinds of things about Youle. I just wonder. That's why I asked. Don't be so nervous."

"I'm not nervous." Zhao Tingqiang said calmly, "Han Yi, what rumors have you heard? Many people are just more right and wrong."

"The rumor is not pleasant to hear. It's better not to say it." Han Yi smiled awkwardly, "I don't think these rumors are credible. Youle should be unable to come, right, but it's about to end the shooting. I don't know if I can see the screenwriter Qin again."

"You can see it." Zhao Ting looked at her cell phone and nodded with regret, "Han Yi, I have something else to do. I'll be busy first."

"Go." Han Yi smiled and said softly.

As soon as Zhao Ting turned and left, the smile on her face disappeared. Since Qin Youle left, the relationship between Zhao ting and Han Yi has developed well. However, Zhao Ting found that Han Yi always asked about Qin Youle as long as she was with her. Gradually, Zhao Ting deliberately alienated Han Yi.

Looking at the back of Zhao Ting leaving, Han Yi also sneered. She had heard all the conversations between Zhao ting and song Tingchen just now.

"Qin Youle, no matter what happens to you, as long as you don't come back." Han Yi said coldly. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to assistant Chen Fen.

Song Tingchen took his assistant into the office.

"Mr. Song, I don't think you look very well today. Otherwise, you'd better give it to Director Li." The assistant asked anxiously, "you've been busy these days. How can you stand it?"

"Go and make me a cup of coffee." Song Tingchen also felt that his body was going to overdraft, and the whole person was very tired.

"Song..."

"Go." Song Tingchen waved impatiently to his assistant to go out.

Looking at the documents piled on the table, song Tingchen rubbed his swollen temple. As soon as the documents were opened, Li Tiansheng pushed the door and came in.

"Lao song, you're here at last. I have a question for you." Guide Li began to ask questions before he closed the door. He had a script that was about to turn over.

"What's the matter?" Seeing song Tingchen rubbing his temples, Li Daocai asked anxiously, "is this uncomfortable? Why do you look so bad? "

"Nothing." After rubbing his temples for a while, song Tingchen asked in a dumb voice, "what's the matter? Is there anything wrong with the script? "

Director Li still asked anxiously, "is there really nothing? Why don't you see a doctor? "

"No." Song Tingchen insisted, "I'm fine."

Director Li watched song Tingchen move his mouth to say something, but he closed his mouth obediently.

"Just ask if you have anything you want to ask?" Song Tingchen asked quietly. He knew that everyone in the crew wanted to ask him why Qin Youle didn't come.

"Nothing." Seeing that song Tingchen was not in a good mood, guide Li closed his mouth wisely.

"In another half a month, we should be able to finish shooting." Song Tingchen went to the sofa and sat down, and guide Li sat down with him.

"Make your own tea. I'll just drink some boiled water." Because of his hoarse voice, song Tingchen had to avoid eating.

"It's time to avoid." Director Li agreed and said, "Lao song, I don't think you've been in good shape recently. Look at the dark circles. How long haven't you slept well. Also, the stubble has grown out. "

Song Tingchen subconsciously touched his chin and found that there were some stabbing hands.

"Let's talk about business." Song Tingchen pulled the topic back. He opened the script and said, "it's the last three or four clips. There must be no problem after shooting in half a month. Post production will also begin to enter the state. "

"Yes." Li Daoqiao crossed his legs and said excitedly, "moreover, the schedule we want to arrange is the Spring Festival. This year's Spring Festival is in February. There is still more than a month. There is no problem in time."

"Very good." Song Tingchen suddenly coughed violently again.

"Are you okay?" Director Li quickly handed over a cup of warm boiled water and said anxiously, "Lao song, the end of the year is the busiest time. You must protect your body well, otherwise there is so much work behind. How can you continue?"

"I'm fine." Song Tingchen waved his hand. He covered his mouth and nose with a paper towel and whispered, "it's too cold. I have a cold. By the way, the members of the crew should be in good health. "

"Everything is good."

"The last critical period, especially to let several protagonists take care of themselves." Song Tingchen replied thoughtfully, "the end is coming soon. The crew will relax. We can also give the work to the company."

"Hand it over to Chenxi. It's still you who will work hard at that time." Director Li looked at Song Tingchen and said.

Song Tingchen covered his water cup and didn't speak. This is Qin Youle's first work. He has thought about it. He must make this film well anyway.

"Lao song..." director Li hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't help asking, "by the way, the film is about to be finished. The screenwriter Qin hasn't come recently. Will she have any comments to make then? "

Song Tingchen's body was stunned. His eye muscles trembled and said slowly, "it doesn't matter. She won't have any opinion."

"Lao song, what happened to the Qin screenwriter?" Director Li asked carefully, "you know, there are all kinds of rumors in the crew..."

"Aren't there all kinds of gossip in the crew?" Song Tingchen shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "well, we just need to focus on the works, and don't take care of other things."

Seeing that song Tingchen didn't want to mention it, director Li nodded. He patted song Tingchen on the shoulder and told him intimately: "all right, I'll make preparations first, and you'll go there after a rest."

Song Tingchen nodded silently.

Before leaving, director Li couldn't help looking back at Song Tingchen. He sighed and left the office.

Hearing the sound of the office door closing, song Tingchen rubbed his eyebrows and eyes. Since Qin Youle left, he has been insomnia all night. Due to lack of sleep, Chenxi and the crew have a lot of work to do, so his body has been overdrawn.

Feeling very tired, song Tingchen leaned against the sofa. His eyes were closed and he felt that the whole person was floating.

At this time, the assistant just came in with coffee and saw that song Tingchen was very tired. He gently put the coffee on the table and didn't wake song Tingchen.

Just as the assistant came to the door, song Tingchen woke up.

"Wait a minute. Come in and call me in half an hour. I'll have a rest." Song Tingchen said wearily.

"OK, director Song, you have a rest first. I'll call you later." The assistant nodded, "have a good rest first."