The President's two-faced adorable wife

A Bei did not expect that the quality of the clothes is so poor.

No! Huaifeng, how could she not have done this!

"Pause --!" Not far away, came the cry of the deputy director.

Tang Yaya immediately took a big towel and put it on Abei. He pulled off his rag clothes and sat in the rest area waiting for someone to prepare the new clothes.

Luo huaifeng, standing not far from Abei, watched silently.

"He must have let the boy tear your clothes on purpose!" Tang Yaya puffed up and wiped a Bei's hair with a towel.

"We should also check the clothes in advance. Normal clothes can't crack like this even if they are forced." Mr. Lin picked up the wet shirt that a Bei had thrown away. The fracture was very straight, and there were signs that he had moved his hands and feet in advance.

The white vest that Abe was wearing inside was easy to penetrate and could not completely cover his neck.

"Well." A Bei suddenly felt a little confused. She didn't understand why Luo huaifeng wanted to do this kind of thing so boldly and exposed his plot so quickly. What's the benefit?

"All in all, you must never get close to that man again - Hello, Abe!" Mr. Lin's words just half said, see a North put on clothes toward Luo huaifeng to walk past.

A Bei holds his arm, stands in front of the man, and then tilts his head: "see what you want to see?"

Luo huaifeng shrugged: "miss a Bei has a great figure."

"Come on." A Bei waved his hand and sneered, "I know what you want to confirm. I also know that it's so far away that you can't be sure for sure. Do you want to see it?"

"Will you show it to me?" Luo huaifeng is a little surprised, but he has fallen into the language trap of a Bei.

Such an answer shows that Luo huaifeng admits his evil heart.

So next

"Of course I will show you, if only you had told me directly. But it's not too late. " A Bei shook his wet hair and pursed his lips, "just take off my clothes."

Luo huaifeng finally frowned, but still kept his polite smile, so he looked more strange: "what are you talking about?"

"If you want to see it, take off my clothes yourself." A Bei repeated it carefully.

She knew it would make the man angry.

It seems unreasonable to say such irrelevant words to Luo huaifeng, but a Bei has a feeling that if he stimulates him with something he wants to do but can't do, can Luo huaifeng get rid of his poker face?

Just looking at that pretty face can't see anything. A Bei wants to see the flaw in Luo huaifeng's face. She doesn't want to be so passive all the time.

"If you can't, you can only imagine as much as you can with that fuzzy moment you see." A Bei tightens his clothes, smiles gracefully and turns away.

Finally, Luo huaifeng opened his mouth again: "you really haven't changed at all."

A Bei's pace was halting, but did not stop.

A short sentence is enough.

"Jiesheng, Luo huaifeng knows me." In the evening, a Bei sits on the small chair by the window, searches for his backpack, and then throws the script into the garbage can.

"Of course he knows you." Xie Sheng sits at his desk and puts down his book when he hears a Bei's words.

A Bei put his backpack at his feet and glanced at Xie Sheng, "you know what I mean. Luo huaifeng knew me before."

Xie Sheng sighed and leaned on his office chair: "don't we guess that he was another person besides the doctor at that time? There's nothing strange about that. "

"Yes, not just recognition." A Bei put his hands on his forehead, "he is very familiar with me. We are not only ordinary enemies, we used to be friends. I can feel it. "

"If I say, I know. Would you be angry? " Xie Sheng rubbed his hands, stood up and walked behind a Bei.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I knew you knew that. Otherwise, how could you be so wary of his contact with me. It's not just the reasons you said, or you wouldn't be so nervous. " A Bei raised his hand and took the man's palm. "Do you know me, too?"

Xie Sheng takes a Bei's hand and is silent.

"You know, the doctor said a word to me, but I didn't take it seriously." A Bei pulled Xie Sheng and motioned him to sit on the arm of his chair. He looked like he was sitting in her arms. "That doctor, he said to me," go to find Xie Sheng. ". I didn't understand what it meant at that time. I didn't even know how to write these two words. I didn't believe him, so I didn't waste time looking for it. Because at that time, it was very dangerous to stay in that place. "

Xie Sheng hung his head like this, as if thinking about what to say.

"Tell me the truth." A Bei reaches out, caresses Xie Sheng's chest, ring finger, glides gently over the button of man's shirt.Xie Sheng but smile, a pair of defeated appearance: "you are really, did not change at all."

This sentence is tantamount to recognition.

However, a Bei stopped interrogating Jie Sheng at this critical point. He just picked up the man's hand and kissed the back of his hand: "poof."

"What are you laughing at all of a sudden." Xie Sheng is frightened by a Bei's sudden smile. He also thinks about how to explain to him.

"Nothing. I just think you and Luo huaifeng are surprisingly similar." A Bei patted Jiesheng and stood up from his seat. "I'll have a good rest tomorrow."

"Ah..." Xie Sheng sat on the edge of the armrest. A Bei suddenly got up. He almost lost balance and fell down. He staggered twice and then stood still. "I thought you would continue to ask."

"Let you go." A Bei answers casually, but in fact, it is more like letting go of herself.

She does not want to continue to think and speculate for the time being, because after knowing the truth, she will worry about how to continue.

"But I may not have let you go." Xie Sheng rubbed his hands after a Bei and said, "tomorrow, I arranged a meeting for you."

"I just finished the song and made the ad!" A North turns back, mercilessly glares at the man who incarnates as a bad boss.

However, since it was arranged by Xie Sheng, it must be very important. A Bei got up early the next day and dressed up to attend the appointment.

Then, at the destination, I saw an old man about 50 or 60 years old.

He was frowning all the time, wearing gold rimmed glasses, looking old and quiet.

"How do you do?" A Bei felt that he was not in the wrong place. He looked around and asked.

The old man pointed to the seat opposite him and motioned for a Bei to sit down.

A Bei looked at Mr. Lin doubtfully and sat down. On the other side, Tang Yaya seems a little surprised.

"My name is Cheng. I'm a screenwriter." Cheng screenwriter raised his eyes, looked at the next north, "is the screenwriter of" Qingyan Ji. "

Hearing the story of Qingyan, a Bei took a deep breath.

No wonder Mr. Lin's expression has been very serious this morning. No wonder Tang Yaya's eyes widened as soon as he came in.

This is the screenwriter of Qingyan Ji! Five years ago, because of shubeibei's death, resulting in incomplete, but the ratings have been ranked first, "Qingyan Ji" screenwriter ah!

"Ah I don't know why I met you. " Ah Bei asked as calmly as he could.

Cheng, the screenwriter, helped his glasses and said slowly, "I don't have any plans to continue shooting" Qingyan Ji (Part 1) ", especially the shooting of changing the main character. But... "

"But see what I look like?" A Bei shrugged her shoulders. To be honest, she would not be happy about this kind of thing.

"It's the look." Cheng screenwriter shook his head, "it's a look. So I'd like to meet you in person to confirm

"What do you want after you confirm it?" A Bei seemed a little relaxed and squinted.

It seems that Cheng is not the kind of person who is good at communicating with others. After being asked this question, he replied truthfully: "will you refuse to play in Qingyan Ji?"

"I'm not an actor. I have a career I need to focus on." Since he is a real man, a Bei is not beating around the bush. "I know that filming is much more profitable than I am writing songs now. I appreciate your praise, but even if you can see me, I really can't concentrate."

"I'll have to wait until I see you." "However, it will take a long time to prepare for shooting, and I'm not in a hurry for a moment. I just want to meet you today

The screenwriter Cheng didn't talk to a Bei for a long time. He only asked him a few questions, which was also very official: have you seen Qingyan Ji (Part 1)? Who do you like best? What do you think the end will be like?

A Bei answers: Yes. Of course, it's the mistress. They feel that they will lose a lot and gain a lot when they fight against the monarchy.

"Whoa, whoa!" On the way back to the company, Tang Yaya, sitting in the back with a Bei, was always very excited, "a Bei! Why are you not excited at all? "

Driving Shu Guiyi "Oh?" "Who is this?" he said

"The writer of Qingyan Ji! They are very interested in Abe! " Tang Yaya immediately began to explain in detail.

Shu GUI also nodded with a smile: "this is good!"

"What's exciting? I haven't even scratched the eight characters yet." A Bei seems lack of interest, holding his chin to see the scenery.

"It's not necessarily a good thing." Mr. Lin sat in the co pilot's seat and tossed all kinds of documents on his lap. "If Qingyan Ji is to be continued, the actors and actresses will probably not change except for the hostess, so they must be required to become a screenwriter. But those actors, including male No. 2 and female No. 2, are very busy now. If you want to find everyone's free time, I'm afraid it will take a year or two. During this period, if Abei has been dragged, it will be very delayed. "

Abei shrugged and agreed: "and I did an ad, which is not an actor at all. I don't have to be a screenwriter. "Tang Yaya's lips were flat and his face was a pity: "it seems to be the same. The requirements of the screenwriter and the North director for the actors are very high. I remember that Beibei had prepared for several days, and she was almost brushed off."

A Bei still seems to be looking at the scenery, but the tablet in his hand is playing Qingyan Ji.