The tenth year of actor Xie He

After sleeping all night, Xie Lingyun woke up the next day and started calling Wen Zhiyuan.

Calls can be made, but no one answers.

After calling three times in a row, no one answered, Xie Lingyun was so angry that he called, and the dog man fought coldly with him again.

He was about to send a message to attack Wen Zhiyuan when Su Ying's call came in, "I'm already downstairs, come down quickly."

Today, I went to shoot the inside page of the magazine that was postponed due to the shooting of the advertisement. I already dove on the other party once, and I can't dot the second time. Xie Lingyun didn't dare to delay, and hurried downstairs with the hat and mask.

After getting in the car, Su Ying saw his big dark circles: "Ancestor, what did you do last night?"

"Sleep, what else can I do." Xie Lingyun opened the breakfast Su Ying brought him, poked open the soy milk with a straw, and snorted.

"I must have stayed up all night. The dark circles under my eyes are so big. You can't do this in the future. The makeup artist shouldn't be happy."

Xie Lingyun didn't sleep well last night, and fell asleep after tossing and turning in bed for half the night, it was all because of the dog man.

He didn't take Su Ying's words seriously, and said disapprovingly, "It's okay to just p."

Seeing his attitude, Su Ying said angrily, "It's easier for you to just leave the shadow."

Su Ying has always been very patient, Xie Lingyun looked up at her unknowingly: "What's the matter with you? Are you here?"

Su Ying said with a cold face, "Yes, it hurts me to death."

Xie Lingyun handed over the soy milk: "Then why don't you drink some hot one? There's no brown sugar here either."

Su Ying gave him a white look: "You've already drunk it."

Xie Lingyun took the soy milk back in a daze: "I have painkillers at home, I'll go up and get them for you."

Su Ying sighed: "I have eaten it, but it doesn't take effect so quickly."

Xie Lingyun remembered that Wen Zhiyuan always took painkillers when he had a stomachache. He thought it would take effect immediately after taking it, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Su Ying was not in good condition, Xie Lingyun immediately turned into a good boy: "When will we join the group next week? Where should we go first?" He knew that talking about work with Su Ying would always please her to the greatest extent.

Su Ying was about to tell him about this, and said with a crackling voice: "Thursday, go to Hebei first, and then you may have to go to Inner Mongolia to pick up locations, and ask Mr. Wen to pack two thin coats for you. Thin down jackets are best. Also bring two pieces, the temperature in Inner Mongolia is low in the morning and evening.”

Wen Zhiyuan used to pack his luggage for him when he went out for filming, from what to wear to what to use, so he didn't need to worry about it.I'm angry this time, I'm afraid I won't give him the whole luggage again.When Xie Lingyun thought of this, the anger in his heart disappeared, only disappointment remained, and he deleted all the edited words one by one.

Su Ying didn't pay attention to his emotional changes, and said to herself: "Old Wu said this is quite strange."

Xie Lingyun said casually, "What's so strange?"

Su Ying said: "For this audition, the investor commissioned a professional casting company. Although the producer is present, they basically have no decision-making power. My classmate is responsible for summarizing the opinions of several casting personnel. She originally said You have no hope, but in the afternoon the other party suddenly called to say that you passed, the two of us analyzed it, and we both felt that someone should have directly interfered with the investor."

Xie Lingyun thought for a while and said, "Could it be my uncle?"

Su Ying said: "I think so too. After all, your uncle has a very good reputation in the industry, and the producer always wants to give him face, but this time, Lao Wu said that your uncle called him to ask about your audition situation. Wu told him the feedback over there, but your uncle didn’t say anything. As a result, within a few minutes, the producer directly sent the contract, and when Lao Wu asked, the other party said it was the decision of the management.”

Xie Lingyun frowned slightly after hearing this: "That's really strange. No matter how face-saving my uncle is, he can't influence the capital's decision-making."

Su Ying glanced at him: "Even you don't know, it seems that this matter is going to be an unsolved case. By the way, has Tang Le contacted you recently?"

Xie Lingyun shook his head and said, "No."

Su Ying nodded slightly and said nothing more.

It may be that the popularity has increased recently. Before Xie Lingyun came out to shoot the inside pages of magazines, the makeup and shooting were very sloppy and perfunctory. Today, it took more than two hours to make up and choose clothes.After the filming started, he found that the filming team was much more professional than before. After the filming, he conducted some interviews. The other party had communicated with Su Ying about the interview questions beforehand. According to the standard answers arranged by the brokerage company, he could answer them a little bit more volatilely. up.

So after a few hours, although Xie Lingyun was a little tired, he was very relaxed.

Su Ying sent him to the community and left.

Getting off the car, going upstairs, looking at the flashing numbers on the elevator, Xie Lingyun was even more lost, thinking that Wen Zhiyuan might be unrestrained, but he himself had to come back to guard the cold kiln, the more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for himself.

【Are you coming back today? 】

【I will join the team next Thursday. 】

【Are you really not going home before I leave? 】

Looking at the messages he sent, Xie Lingyun himself felt pitiful.

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Wen Zhiyuan was not idle that day. He went to the site again in the morning with the project manager Xiao Chen. It was lunch time. He originally wanted to say that everyone had a light meal together. He remembered that the female employees in the company saw him as if they had run into a ghost last night. At that scene, he also felt that Xiao Chen might not be willing to have dinner with him, after all, social fear knows social fear best.So I asked the assistant to order a few luxury takeaways, and everyone stayed in the construction floor room that was about to be demolished to eat their own food.

The sofa in the company was a bit soft, and Wen Zhiyuan didn't sleep well all night yesterday, and he became more and more sleepy after lunch, so he lay down on the small office desk at the construction site to catch up on sleep.

However, after lying down, thoughts flooded into my mind again.

Xie Lingyun called him three times in a row in the morning, but he didn't answer, and then it stopped. I don't know if he was really reflecting, or just found some fun to play again.

He also knows that the cold war is not good, but he doesn't know what to do except the cold war.

From a young age, whether it was at relatives’ or parents’ and friends’ homes, children of the same age played together, but any awkwardness would be treated as a big deal by the adults. Many times it was because he didn’t speak when asked by the adults, He doesn’t distinguish, and he doesn’t cry like other children. It seems that he is wrong. In the end, he can’t avoid the result of being punished. This makes him have a psychological shadow on dealing with conflicts, and gradually he doesn’t like to be with other children. Played together.Although he grew up a bit, he learned how to protect himself, not to get involved in disputes between children, and not to be punished inexplicably, but this way of handling itself is evasion, so that until now, he always instinctively avoids conflicts, But I never thought about how to solve those contradictions.

In the past, when he and Xie Lingyun had troubles, it was always a cold war. He couldn't hold back anymore, or if Xie Lingyun confessed his mistake to him, the incident was over, although most of the time, even if Xie Lingyun admitted his mistake, he would still If he committed another crime, he would eat but not hit, but he didn't bother with him too much, so he turned the page in a daze.

In the past year, he had kissed more than ten times, each time Xie Lingyun would have an awkward fight with him, this time the awkwardness was not the biggest, but it was not small either.

He could understand that Xie Lingyun did this because he cared too much about him and felt insecure.

But he really couldn't bear to question him with a photo taken from a selected angle.

Just don't believe him?

He knows how important trust is to a relationship, so distrust between each other is the last thing he can bear.

Stomach upset and too much worrying, Wen Zhiyuan couldn't sleep at all, and the more he lay down, the more depressed he became, so he drove away from the construction site and went to another apartment not far from Jinxiu Home.

The house here is a detached villa, because he usually doesn't live here, and there is a thin layer of dust on the furniture in the house. He went in and took a look, then backed out, and asked the housekeeper on his mobile phone to come and clean it.

When the cleaning knocked on the door, he was just about to fall asleep in a daze on the leather sofa that had been wiped with a damp cloth.Going to open the door, asking someone to come in, he went back to nestling on the sofa again.

The cleaning aunt was about the same age as his mother. It seemed that he was uncomfortable. She went to tidy up the bedroom first, tidy it up, and changed the bedding on the bed. She came over and said, "Mr. Wen, if you want to sleep, go to bed. .”

Wen Zhiyuan thanked him and went upstairs.

After lying down for a while, Wen Zhiyuan fell into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up again, it was dark outside the window. He picked up his mobile phone to check the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Before going to sleep, the phone was muted. Looking at it now, there are several missed calls and a lot of unread messages. The few dialog boxes hanging on it are all related to work. Wen Zhiyuan looked upset and had no desire to click on it. , Exit the software and look through the missed calls, Xiao Wu called, and Xie Lingyun and Su Kuang.

He clicked on Su Kuang's name and called back.

When the phone was connected, Su Kuang's voice came from the receiver: "Are you back?"

Wen Zhiyuan remembered that when Su Kuang called last time, he said that he was on a business trip with Xie Lingyun in Guangzhou, and said, "I came back the night before yesterday."

Su Kuang seemed to hear that his voice was hoarse: "What, are you sleeping?"

"Well, I didn't sleep well last night, I just fell asleep..." There was a sudden twitch in his stomach, Wen Zhiyuan gasped, and his voice couldn't help but lowered.

"What's the matter?" Su Kuang heard something strange and asked with concern.

Wen Zhiyuan waited for the convulsion to pass before he said, "Stomach hurts."

"Are you alone now?"

"Ah."

"Where is it? I'll go see you."

"This side of Baiye Road."

"Okay, you stay here, I'll be there in half an hour."

Wen Zhiyuan wanted to say that he didn't need to come here, but his stomach was throbbing. He felt that taking stomach medicine or painkillers this time might not be effective, and he might need to go to the hospital. He didn't want to go to the hospital alone, so he hesitated for a few seconds, no Reject Su Kuang.

Although his stomach was too uncomfortable to move, when Su Kuang arrived, he still had to go down and open the door for him. Su Kuang saw that his face was pale and there was sweat on his forehead, and he didn't even enter the door, so he supported him and said: "Go to the hospital."

Wen Zhiyuan nodded.

Su Kuang pulled the co-pilot of the car to help him sit in, pulled down the seat belt to fasten him, then turned to the driver's side, sat in and started the car.

"Why are you so sick all of a sudden?"

Wen Zhiyuan didn't want to say that he was mainly angered by Xie Kairong, Xie Lingyun repaired the knife again, and said vaguely: "I didn't pay attention to my diet."

Su Kuang drove the car very fast: "Where is Xie Lingyun? Do you have a schedule?"

Wen Zhiyuan shook his head weakly, realized that Su Kuang was driving and couldn't see his movements, and said, "I made a mistake, I'll reflect on it at home."

Su Kuang unconsciously turned his face to look at Wen Zhiyuan: "You are not angry with him, are you?"

Wen Zhiyuan denied: "How could that be?"

He was very weak, curled up on the seat, the whole person was in a state of emptiness, not thinking about anything, looking at the street scene outside the car, there was an unreal feeling, after a long time he felt cold, and stretched out his hand to cool off Turn it up a bit.

Su Kuang saw it, glanced at him and said, "I'll do it."

"Thank you."

Wen Zhiyuan was not a person with a particularly strong sense of presence. He huddled in the chair quietly, closed his eyes slightly, and had no sense of presence at all. When waiting for the red light, Su Kuang looked over to him, even Give birth to the illusion that he is just a silhouette.

Su Kuang couldn't help thinking that many years ago, because of professional issues, Wen Zhiyuan and his mother got angry and locked themselves in the room without eating or drinking. It had been two or three days since he knew it. When the unlocking company came to the door, he opened the door and went in For a moment, Wen Zhiyuan sat on the floor leaning against the bed, with his arms hanging by his sides, and his eyes closed. Su Kuang thought he was dead at the time, and covered his mouth in shock.

After so many years, he still seems to be the big boy back then, who didn't know how to protect himself, and always used the simplest and rude way to fight and fight for what he wanted.

In a sense, Su Kuang felt that Sun Junya had failed. He spent so many years cooking the eagle, but turned the eagle into a crane.

Su Kuang wanted to say something, but felt it was inappropriate. He looked at Wen Zhiyuan's slightly fluttering eyelashes, and suddenly wanted to touch his head. When he stretched out his hand, he suddenly realized something was wrong. In the end, his hand just fell On Wen Zhiyuan's shoulder, he shook it lightly and firmly.

Wen Zhiyuan raised his eyelids vigilantly: "Is it there yet?"

Su Kuang turned his face away, he didn't want Wen Zhiyuan to see the emotion in his eyes: "No, you go to sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

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