Male god number one is face blind

The sky suddenly darkened, gray clouds covered the arrogant sun, and the cool wind passed by.

There was a scene that had just ended, and everyone was resting in their seats. Taking advantage of no one paying attention to him, Chu Yi pretended to hold up the script, and unlocked the phone with his hands inside.

Today the game launched a new limited card pool. Although it is said that Xuan does not change, Krypton does not change fate, but Chu Yi still wants to use metaphysics, and exert his strength in the most critical first hour.

What if he loses his mind?Right.

The people around him didn't plan to come because of his status as an investor, and they all just observed his every move secretly. When the director met his gaze, he hurriedly showed a kind and loving smile.

Chu Yi couldn't complain at all, God knows he was just a decoration, forced to come over to be the door god, if he could, he would go home and squat in front of the computer immediately.

He sighed inwardly, the loading of the game on the other side was exceptionally slow, the percentage progress bar moved slowly like a snail, and Chu Yi's nervous palms began to sweat.

Hurry up, hurry up, he will be cold when his brother's assistant comes back from shopping.

But the more impatient he was, the slower the speed became, and it turned into zero KB in a snap, and the page suddenly froze.

This, this, what kind of plane is this doing? ? ? ? ?

"That, sir!"

"Ah?" Chu Yi screamed, and was so frightened by the visitor that he stood up straight away. Guilty, he hurriedly took a box of scripts, and held the phone firmly with his hands through the scripts.

In an instant, everyone on the set cast curious glances here, and the director even narrowed his eyes, observing secretly.

The speaker also held the script in his hand. He was a little shorter than Chu Yi, and the sun shone on him through the shadows, covering his expression either explicitly or secretly.

He...who?

Although Chu Yi has been on the set for almost a week, he doesn't recognize anyone except his brother's assistant. Every day when he comes here, he just sits in a daze with a script or a book, doing nothing the whole time. Until now, he only knows the name of the set. .

Although he has the name of an assistant producer, he is actually the second young master of a rich family who doesn't need to do any work.

The visitor seemed powerless after saying hello with all his strength. Standing in front of Chu Yi trembling, his hair was twirling, and a few hairs stood up in a unique way to form dull hair.

"Excuse me...do you have anything to do?" Chu Yi calmly put the script on the stool beside him, and said tentatively, "If you have anything to ask the producer, I can contact you, make a phone call or something .”

The person who came shook his head, and his fingers drew very obvious marks on the script.

The polite smile on Chu Yi's face can hardly be maintained anymore. What is the situation now? Did he forget to bring something and failed to trigger the event, or is it actually a key blank that cannot be omitted?

"..."

He finally raised his head, revealing an exceptionally beautiful face, his peach-blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked a bit aggrieved and unwilling.

Chu Yi swallowed nervously, looked around and listened to all directions, just waiting to slip away before the opponent made a move.

"Don't you remember me?" The extremely eye-catching young man asked dryly, "We obviously just met last month, at the summer festival, the Blue Carnival."

Chu Yi's eyes widened, his voice was completely silent, and his mind went blank.

Summer celebration?Cyan carnival?

Wait, isn't this what happened when he was still free and hadn't yet entered the adult green Internet control?

At that time, had he seen this person in front of him?