He is really fragrant after marrying a wealthy actor

"Can I pursue you?"

"This is the room card, please keep it."

The guiding waiter handed the golden room card with silver border to Gu Ling, bowed and said, "Just dial the internal number if necessary."

Gu Ling took the room card: "Thank you."

The corridors of the hotel were extremely quiet, with only sporadic and faint human voices coming from the door of the room.

Gu Ling opened the door and brought the simple luggage into the room.

He didn't bring anything here. First, he reckoned that he wouldn't live here for too long. Second, since he moved into Qi Che's house, he didn't have many personal belongings. Most of them were prepared by Qi Che.

Apparently it can't be brought out either.

The room is a simple one-bedroom. Although the area is not large, the decoration is exquisite and warm.

The sofa is covered with an off-white carpet, which is soft and soft to step on.

Gu Ling sat on the sofa first, poured a glass of water to catch his breath.

Since everyone from the studio came here, there were a lot of things to do in just a few hours. Fortunately, Yu Chen had already made sufficient preparations, so the whole process was orderly and did not waste much time.

Since there is not much time until the shooting starts, so the time is tight and the tasks are heavy, I am afraid that it is inevitable to work overtime, but the members of the studio are full of enthusiasm for this work, so even if they have to work overtime, they are willing.

In order not to make everyone worry, Yu Chen also took the initiative to talk about the remuneration, saying that he would never treat everyone badly.

In this way, it was not until after eight o'clock in the evening that the work to be carried out was basically confirmed, and the work could be officially started tomorrow.

The process was too fast, and the studio members who were being tossed by Director Li in Truly in the morning couldn't catch their breath for a while.

Gu Ling lay on the sofa to rest his mind, and felt a little overwhelmed.

He spent ten years in his previous life, but he couldn't really pull these old colleagues of his mother out of the fire pit.

Good thing you don't have to repeat the same mistakes.

Thinking about it carefully, it is also thanks to Qi Che, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to carry out these plans.

right.

At this time, Gu Ling remembered Party A's father who had been forgotten for a long time.

He glanced at WeChat, and saw an unread message on WeChat, Gao Lin replied to him in the afternoon, but he didn't have time to read it because he was too busy.

[Gao Lin: Mr. Gu is here too?What a coincidence.Teacher Qi is in the reading meeting now, I will tell him later. 】

Other than that it's gone.

It's already 08:30 in the evening, so Qi Che should have finished the reading session?

Gu Ling originally wanted to send Gao Lin a message to ask questions, but then thought that 08:30 in the evening was not the time required for communication on the schedule.

Nine o'clock is the stipulated time for "face-to-face communication or video calls".

Thinking of this, Gu Ling was not in a hurry, he got up and walked around the entire suite.

There is a bed, a table and a small walk-in closet in the bedroom, all of which are in a unified color tone, log color and beige, which look very suitable for this summer.

Gu Ling went over to try the mattress first.

very soft.

Satisfactory.

Gu Ling lay down on the whole body in a large shape, fully in contact with the soft mattress.

It almost seemed to sink in.

This is the ultimate enjoyment of sleep!

Compared to the mattress at Qi Che's house, it's like the difference between hell and heaven.

Gu Ling lay down with his eyes closed for a while, then reluctantly got up and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen is actually a cold kitchen without a stove, but there are complete appliances such as microwave ovens and refrigerators.

Open the refrigerator, there are full of seasonal fruits and cold drinks, both with and without sugar, very well thought out.

Gu Ling came out with a box of cut watermelons, thinking how about going back to get some luggage and staying here longer.

It might be more comfortable than living at Qi Che's house, at least you can sleep a little softer and drink iced Coke.

The mobile phone in the living room rang, Gu Ling walked over to take a look, and found that it was Qi Che calling.

Only then did he notice the time, and he was so busy getting in touch with the bed that he forgot the time, it was already nine o'clock.

Gu Ling picked it up and admitted his mistake first: "Mr. Qi, I was wrong. I didn't pay attention to the time. I'm going to the Tencent meeting right away."

The speech was extremely fast, the tone was calm, and there was not much apology from an objective point of view.

Gu Ling didn't care about how unreal his emotions were, and was about to hang up the phone and open the Tencent meeting.

At this moment, he heard Qi Che's cool voice that seemed to smell like snow mint coming from the receiver:

"Need not."

Gu Ling: "Huh?"

Angry again after only a few minutes late?

Qi Che: "Where are you?"

Gu Ling was taken aback, but his tone didn't sound like he was angry.

"Just went back to the room." Gu Ling said, "Confirmed some things with Director Yu."

Qi Che gave a soft "hmm".

silence.

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows, thinking it was weird.

Gu Ling: "You..."

Qi Che: "You..."

Gu Ling stopped talking: "Say it."

Qi Che paused for a moment: "You go ahead and talk."

Gu Ling: "?"

what's the situation?

After another long silence, Gu Ling had no choice but to say, "Did the reading session just finish?"

"En." Qi Che replied lightly, and added after a few seconds, "I just came back."

"Oh." Gu Ling said casually, "It's been so long, it's been hard work."

After I finished speaking, I didn't know what to say.

Gu Ling sighed inwardly, thinking that he had entered the stage of looking for something to say again.

He glanced at the time, only 3 minutes had passed.

What a long time! !

Gu Ling only felt that this was a veritable second like a year.

"Are you still used to the room?" Unexpectedly, Qi Che said suddenly, "Remember to tell the housekeeping department if you don't like it."

Gu Ling opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound for a while.

Could it be that Qi Che was the one who took the initiative to find a topic just now? ?

Is the sun coming out from the west?

Gu Ling felt a little flattered: "I'm used to it."

It's not just a habit, it's just very happy, especially the soft mattress.

Of course he wouldn't say that, after all, we still have to take the face of Party A's father into consideration.

Qi Che: "Yes."

Gu Ling lost his mind, and began to imitate: "Yeah."

Another long decade passed.

Gu Ling heard Qi Che ask again: "You came to the hotel this afternoon, why didn't you send me a message?"

Gu Ling suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

Or just dreaming.

It would have to be the weirdest kind of dream to hear Qi Che take the initiative to find a topic twice in a row.

The question I asked was actually why I didn't take the initiative to contact him.

"This... this is not..."

What else is there for?

Of course I forgot.

Gu Ling didn't dare to say it directly, and lied: "I'm afraid you are busy, so I sent you a message according to the schedule."

Qi Che was silent for a long while before he said, "Understood."

Gu Ling: "Yeah, yeah."

Why haven't it been 15 minutes yet, why can't I hang up yet.

This time Gu Ling put his mind to it, stretched out two fingers with his left hand on his knee, and recorded the number of times Qi Che had brought up the topic on his own initiative.

At the same time, he began to wonder if Qi Che would take the initiative to find a topic for the third time.

But again and again, it is very rare for this flower of Gaoling to fall into the world twice, and the third time is not so...

However, in the next second, the third time came: "In the future, you don't have to do things according to the schedule."

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows, and silently stretched out the third finger of his left hand.

Only then did he realize the meaning of Qi Che's words, and said unexpectedly: "Don't press..."

Qi Che responded, "Yes."

Gu Ling's heart beat a little for a moment.

What does it mean to cancel the schedule?

Is it the pictures of the three meals I took perfunctorily that made him see it?

Is he already impatient with the communication several times a day?

Although I don't know the reason, it's a good thing, after all, there is one less task.

"Okay." Gu Ling said, "When will it take effect?"

Qi Che: "Now."

Gu Ling: "That means..."

The voices of the two overlapped and said at the same time:

Qi Che: "You can call for a while longer."

Gu Ling: "Can we hang up now?"

Since Qi Che's voice was a little soft, Gu Ling couldn't hear what he said clearly.

"Huh?" Gu Ling brought the phone receiver closer to his ear, "What? I didn't hear clearly."

There was silence for a while: "It's okay, hang up."

Gu Ling blinked, wondering if he had missed some important information.

Forget it, probably nothing.

"Okay." Gu Ling said, "Good night, go to bed earlier."

Qi Che: "Yes."

The phone hangs up.

Gu Ling let out a long sigh of relief, it's good, if he persists for a few more minutes, he will die again!

A few days ago, because I was at home all the time, the face-to-face chat at nine o'clock was not strictly followed, which was quite confusing.

But after many days, Gu Ling had to communicate on the phone again, which made Gu Ling's scalp tingle with embarrassment.

Gu Ling sat up and ate watermelon, while playing with his mobile phone, he flipped through the entertainment list on Weibo.

#传“Dust Up” Crew Join Hands with Xinfuhua Studio#

Gu Ling noticed this topic related to himself and clicked on it.

"@和书: A new studio?"

"@绿眼怪: There is no official announcement which studio it is"

"@kmsss: congratulations congratulations"

"@lulu: I'm a little curious about which studio it is, does it have any works? This is still a secret"

"@流野野王的cousin sister: I hope I can slap Changle Studio in the face. It is really abominable to release pigeons temporarily."

"@xsb: Pull it down, where is the rubbish studio that dares to shout, why don't you dare to make an official announcement, isn't it just that you can't do it?"

"@BYL: It's too real, it's just a temporary firefighting, just wait until the show airs and stretch your hips as much as you want."

"@HSBD: To be precise, when the filming of Reuters starts, you can see that Dora is stretching his hips, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, this drama is going to jump, I just hope Qi Che's fans don't dance too much when the time comes."

Seeing this, Gu Ling raised his eyebrows.

Oh wow, this name appeared again.

"@八百达兵走北坡: Take it, take Brother Qi away."

"@咸鱼不思转: Why can you bring your father Qi on any topic?"

“@轩元宇梨: Don’t judge a gentleman’s belly with the heart of a villain, okay? As long as the quality of the drama is good, it’s well-known.”

"@唯美食和猫茅不可者: Don't give eyes to everyone, they knew that Brother Hei Qi's acting skills were not good in the past, but now that there is no place for his acting skills to be black, they should change their tactics, right?"

Seeing this, Gu Ling paused with his fingertips.

Qi Che had been hacked for his poor acting skills?

He is also the youngest actor, and he is the kind with full of gold and real materials. It seems that it is more common sense to be a talented actor.

I have been an actor seedling since I was a child.

Since he didn't have a detailed understanding of Party A's father's career either in his previous life or in this life, he didn't understand it at all.

From this point of view, it should be regarded as a work error.

"@兰银诺: It's true. The most important thing is that Brother Qi is not bad at acting at all. He changed into black and unprofessional when he was out of luck. Laughter."

"@青琴子追文追文被追给自己：What do they know about acting? Just look at whose fans they are."

"@ Maybe You Also Like Meimei: Let's not care about some things, and please don't come out and dance on your own, it won't look good if you tear it up."

"I don't hear the joke: the notion of being unprofessional is even more ridiculous. It's not their master who dared to leave permanent hand injuries for filming."

“@糖糖QS: Don’t waste your time talking, let’s enjoy a group of beauties, sisters, white shirt YYDS”

Below are some photos of Qi Che's red carpet.

Gu Ling clicked and took a look, and his Adam's apple slid slightly.

Really nice.

Even the most basic white shirt, supported by such a figure and a face, can always convey the effect of millions of haute couture.

Gu Ling looked at it for a while, and didn't come back to his senses until there was a knock at the door.

Zhang Chen lowered his voice and shouted at the door: "Isn't the light on? What are you doing? Are you here?"

As Gu Ling got up to open the door, he swiped away the full-screen high-definition photo of Qi Che on the red carpet on his phone.

Zhang Chen: "Oh, why did it take you so long to open the door and take a shower?"

Gu Ling let him in: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Chen pretended to be sad: "What's the matter, brothers are not welcome?"

"No." Gu Ling put his phone aside, took out two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator, and handed him one, "Are you here too?"

Zhang Chen took the Coke, opened the tab and took a sip, his face was distorted due to the excitement: "Yes, Uncle Zheng is here, so I will follow along and listen to the reading sessions. You need to learn more."

He glanced at the Coke in his hand, smacked his lips and said: "This is not exciting enough, I'll bring some wine tomorrow, and ask Luo Yuan and the two of them to come over and drink together for one night."

Gu Ling: "Just now I was talking about studying."

"It's a combination of work and rest." Zhang Chen sighed, "You don't know, work is not tired, it is mental tension. Let's go to the reading meeting today, my good guy Teacher Qi has a cold face... those who don't know think this It's the twelfth lunar month, and no one dared to say a word to him until night."

Gu Ling raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Zhang Chen: "I don't know, I can know what's going on with this big Buddha? But I found that although he looks cold, he really doesn't play big names, unlike some actors..."

Gu Ling didn't answer, he recalled Qi Che's tone when he called him just now.

Seems pretty peaceful.

Although always calm and indifferent, there is no bad emotion.

Not to mention that he took the initiative to find a topic three times for the first time. No matter how you think about it, it must be an accidental situation that only happens when you are in a particularly good mood.

"Hello." Zhang Chen saw Gu Ling half-lowered his head in a daze, and leaned over to greet him, "What are you thinking about?"

Gu Ling came back to his senses: "It's nothing."

Seeing that Zhang Chen still wanted to force Lai Lai, he kicked him lightly with his toe: "Go back to sleep, I have to work tomorrow."

Zhang Chen flattened his mouth: "You have changed, what time are you calling me to go back to sleep?"

Gu Ling choked for a moment: "Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health."

Zhang Chen squinted at him: "You can pull it off... If you say this sentence from your mouth, whoever believes you is a fool."

Gu Ling clicked his tongue, put down the unopened Coke, picked up Zhang Chen, and pushed him out the door: "Yes, you are that big fool..."

"I'll walk around, don't push, don't push..." Zhang Chen went out with his unfinished Coke, "Find time to drink at night, all night, don't talk about what's there, we have to be the little prince of the night scene ..."

With a "bang", Gu Ling closed the door, and the bluffing sound was shut out.

The room fell silent again.

Gu Ling felt the cold touch on his hand, and when he looked down, it was an unopened Coke.

He frowned at it for a while, then put it back in the refrigerator untouched.

don't say...

After living such an elderly life in Qi Che's house for a while, I really dislike this kind of thing.

He yawned lightly, a little sleepy.

The time has just come to 09:30.

Gu Ling took a shower, went to bed comfortably, and indulged in the soft mattress again.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the biological clock kicked in again, and I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyelids open.

Gu Ling waited for ten o'clock with sleepiness, and after waiting for a few minutes, he remembered Qi Che's mention of "doing things without following the schedule".

Oh yes, no need to say goodnight.

Gu Ling threw the phone aside, sank into the soft bed contentedly, and lost consciousness not long after.

Early the next morning, Gu Ling woke up early and went out to breathe fresh air as usual.

This time without the company of the husky at home, it was a bit boring. Although the hotel garden had a nice view, Gu Ling didn't feel bored after walking around for a long time.

He turned around and took a look at the office area of ​​the service team.

At 06:30 in the morning, the gates are already open.

When Gu Ling walked in, he heard heated discussions from the first floor.

He walked in with light steps, and saw several members of the studio arguing over a design draft while eating breakfast, each holding their own opinions.

Gu Ling didn't go in to interrupt, but leaned against the wall outside the studio, looking out the corridor window at the dawn that just lit up in the sky.

The members of the studio, most of whom are in their 40s and [-]s, were his mother's best partners during her lifetime, and all of them possess special skills and abilities.

But everything changed that day.

The studio, everyone in the studio.

And his own life.

Gu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the sun that had just emerged from the sky.

"Eh?"

Yu Chen strode in from the other end of the corridor: "So early?"

Gu Ling looked at him: "You too."

"Ham, don't you worry about it." Yu Chen said, "I suddenly thought last night that different characters in different plots, in fact, the costumes and faces can be changed accordingly, some of the details..."

In the middle of speaking, Yu Chen came to his senses and said with an embarrassed smile: "Sorry, I just think about these things, and we will talk about work as soon as we meet."

"It's okay." Gu Ling's eyes flickered slightly, "And I'm also very interested."

Yu Chen said unexpectedly: "Really??"

Gu Ling nodded with a humble expression: "Of course, it's just some superficial thoughts."

"No, no, no." Yu Chen hurriedly said, "To be honest, these costumers in the studio are all outstanding. It can be seen that Mr. Gu's subordinates are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and you are certainly not bad."

Gu Ling smiled, noncommittal.

"How about this." Yu Chen said, "If you don't mind the trouble, let's discuss it together? I just want to tell you some of my thoughts first..."

Gu Ling paused, and said, "Okay."

The preparations for the crew were in full swing, almost all departments worked all day long, and there was almost no respite except for the necessary meal time.

As for the service team, even eating is just a two-line parallel task after work, and the progress is not delayed at all.

After discussing for a whole day, Yu Chen almost hugged Gu Ling and called out his bosom friend.

Gu Ling was also a little surprised by this.

Although he knew something about the drama "Dust Rise" in his previous life, he felt that the part of persuasion was really bad. Although some of them were obviously Yu Chen's personal thoughts, he couldn't express them clearly.

So he didn't really understand Chen's aesthetic tendency, and he was surprised that they could basically reach a consensus.

"I really didn't expect..." Yu Chen was still excited, the phone rang before he stopped talking, "Sorry, sorry, my wife sent me a message."

Gu Ling waited for him to finish posting before he said with a smile: "It turns out that Director Yu is already married."

Yu Chen showed a shy smile: "We got married at the beginning of the year. Damn, it's the first time we've been apart for a while after marriage. She always misses me and sends hundreds of messages a day."

A member of the service team next to him joked: "Director Yu, don't show your affection, we single dogs can't afford to hurt you!"

"Okay, okay." Yu Chen said with a smile, "Wrong, wrong... I just said it casually, and it's annoying."

He said he was annoyed, but he was obviously happy from the tone of his voice.

The so-called sweet burden.

Gu Ling listened, sighing silently in his heart.

Send hundreds of messages a day?

Not too tired.

A wise man doesn't fall in love, and it's definitely not me anyway.

Gu·Love Insulator·Ling, said so.

Thinking of this, when he saw the sweet smile on Yu Chen's face again, he was filled with emotion again.

The brain circuits of people who are in love are really hard to understand.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was already dark outside the window, and the reading session was not over yet.

"The emotional changes here are not that big, you shouldn't cry, after all, he knows it's part of the plan..."

"How could it be? That's his true love. Even if it's a plan, it's the scene he fears the most, and it will be substituted..."

Everyone was chattering, and several voices were a little hoarse, but they were still full of energy when arguing.

We quarreled for a long time, but there was no result.

Director Zheng pondered for a long time, then turned his gaze to Qi Che who had been silent all this time: "What do you think?"

Qi Che raised his eyes slightly, with a hint of hesitation in his expression.

This shocked Director Zheng greatly.

This is distracted?Qi Che, who always works like a heartless machine, has lost his mind?

In addition to being shocked, he also felt a little relieved.

So he gently reminded Qi Che: "Here... what do you think the expression of emotion should look like?"

Qi Che lowered his eyes, looking at the place Director Zheng indicated.

After a while, he said, "He shouldn't be crying."

Director Zheng asked, "Why?"

Qi Che said indifferently: "It is in line with the logic of the plot."

Everyone at the round table fell silent.

You look at me, I look at you.

Quite a few people were persuaded, especially the part that supported the tears that should not be shed at this time.

In addition, the other part had no doubts about Qi Che's acting skills at all, so they didn't say anything.

After reaching a consensus, everyone nodded and agreed with Qi Che's statement.

Not long after, the reading session finally came to an end.

The people in the conference room left one after another, and only Director Zheng stayed where he was to read the script just mentioned.

He was wearing reading glasses, squinting his eyes and holding a pen, thinking seriously.

plot logic.

From this point of view, it does seem to make sense.Only when the emotions are restrained here, and the characters look calm and self-sustaining, will the audience speculate whether the kidnapping of his beloved is part of the plan.

If it can arouse the audience's speculation, it can arouse the audience's emotions.

Seems like the most appropriate storyline.

As for whether this will be the case in reality, who knows?

A few minutes later, Director Zheng closed the script and sighed softly.Pick up the thermos that was set aside.

"Director Zheng."

The cold voice fell from the top of his head. Director Zheng was startled, turned around and looked up:

"Hey, why haven't you left yet? Is there something wrong?"

Qi Che stood behind him, his brows and eyes were light, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Director Zheng didn't understand, so he stood up: "What's wrong?"

Qi Che glanced at the thermos cup that Director Zheng held in his hand, and there was an obviously worn-out cup sleeve on it.

But although it is old, the production is very meticulous, the ground is very dense, it can be seen that it took a lot of effort.

Director Zheng said that his wife did it.

Qi Che was silent for a long while, and said under Director Zheng's patient and puzzled eyes: "You said earlier that you fell in love with Auntie as soon as you met her."

Director Zheng's expression froze, looking at the expressionless person in front of him who had only commented on the script all day long and didn't say a single extra word.

"Yeah... what's wrong?"

Qi Che remained silent again, his indifferent brows and eyes slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about how to express it.

After a long time: "Then what did you do after that?"

The office building of the service team was still brightly lit.

"See you tomorrow."

"Stop working overtime, do it tomorrow."

"I'll leave after finishing this piece of detail."

When it was time for the service group to get off work, there were still many people fighting at night.

Gu Ling couldn't hold on, and started to feel sleepy after nine o'clock, so he left the office area and went back to the hotel room to go to bed early.

Passing through the hotel garden, Gu Ling came to the side door of the guest room building, it would be faster to enter from here.

In the night, Gu Ling saw a figure walking from another direction from a distance.

Tall and straight, somewhat familiar.

When they got closer, the two happened to almost bump into each other.

Gu Ling discerned by the dim street lights: "Teacher Qi?"

Qi Che stopped in his tracks, silently looking down at the person in front of him in the darkness.

Gu Ling was sleepy: "Is today going well?"

Qi Che said, "Why didn't you..."

Gu Ling yawned: "Huh?"

Qi Che was silent for a while.

Gu Ling wondered, "What's wrong?"

Qi Che didn't speak, and held the phone in the hand hanging by his side. The screen was on, and it was the text message interface with Gu Ling.

The sky was empty all day.

Gu Ling couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, so he had to subconsciously look at the only bright spot...

Qi Che quickly turned off the phone screen.

Gu Ling looked away indifferently, and yawned again: "Let's go, go back to sleep."

He stepped up a step.

There was a pause in the footsteps, and Gu Ling stopped walking when he saw that no one was following him out of the corner of his eye.

He turned around and looked at Qi Che who was standing still: "?"

Qi Che took a step forward and got closer.

Gu Ling stood on a step, and only then did he realize a problem.

It turned out that he was really much shorter than Qi Che.

Do you have to stand on a step to barely look at it? ?

Speaking of which, is Qi Che really only the height of [-] according to the official newspaper?Something didn't feel right, maybe a few centimeters were underreported.

For the first time, he felt inexplicably humiliated in front of Qi Che in terms of height, and Gu Ling felt faintly uncomfortable.

Qi Che suddenly said at this moment: "I have something to tell you."

Gu Ling perfunctory angrily: "What."

How many centimeters is the difference?

Does wearing a layer height insole help?

Qi Che continued: "I think I need your permission."

Gu Ling responded casually, "Mmm..."

He stood forward, with his toes stretched forward, half of his feet resting on the edge of the steps, and he hooked down trying to test how high the steps were.

In this way, Qi Che's actual height can be calculated...

Qi Che's cool voice sounded calmly: "Can I pursue you?"

Air stagnates.

Gu Ling suddenly staggered and fell down the steps.

The author says:

Warmly celebrate Mr. Qi's start of chasing love, salute, chirp chirp