She flirts openly and secretly [entertainment circle]

Inside the box is a small ball of string.

Shen Yilan found out her original bracelet and put it in the box as well.

Mind is far more important than money.

Shen Yilan always thought that handmade gifts would be more sincere than bought ones.

She compared the length of the rope a few times, and simply divided it into the required parts with scissors.

Time passed unknowingly, and Shen Yilan was unconscious.

The doorknob moved lightly, she glanced towards the door, and took a look at the clock on the wall.

It has been late since she entered the room, and the pointer has passed zero at this moment.

Shen Yilan hid the box under the pillow, quickly covered the quilt, and pretended to be sound asleep.

If she meets Ye Zi's gaze at this moment, she doesn't know what kind of expression to make is the most appropriate.

Instead of that, it's better to pretend to be asleep.

Shen Yilan's eyes were tightly closed, but the throat hidden under the quilt couldn't help swallowing.

In a trance, there seemed to be a shadow falling in front of her, as if it had stayed in front of her for a long time.

Suddenly, a hand was attached to her cheek and stroked gently a few times.

The movements are sticky and gentle, as if with some inseparable feelings.

The corners of Shen Yilan's eyes suddenly jumped a few times, and her body froze.

After waiting for a long time, Shen Yilan did not wait for other actions.

She half opened her eyes, Ye Zi was already lying on the bed, busy with her own affairs.

Shen Yilan looked at her quietly, thinking about what Ye Zi was thinking at this moment.

Ye Zi changed into plain white pajamas, the material was soft, and her temperament became softer, and the pair of light eyebrows and eyes under the long eyelashes were calm.

The air conditioner in the room was blowing cold air slowly, and Shen Yilan suddenly felt a little cold.

She pulled the quilt up a few times, carefully, lest Ye Zi find out.

'Di——' The air conditioner rang, and Ye Zi held the remote control and pressed it a few times.

Shen Yilan took a look, the temperature of the air conditioner was turned up a bit.

Although it was late, the night seemed to be going on.

The noise of the three people outside could be faintly heard, even though the living room was not close to the bedroom.

The uproar came closer.

Shen Yilan heard someone knock on the door.

Ye Zi immediately got out of bed to open the door.

Shen Yilan didn't hear what was said outside.

"let's talk tomorrow."

"..."

"It will disturb her."

Ye Zi's tone was flat, with a deliberately low voice, and she closed the door for a while.

When they turned around, their eyes suddenly met.

Shen Yilan pursed her lips, thinking about how to speak.

"Woke you up?" Ye Zi asked.

Shen Yilan shook her head, saw Ye Zi lying on the bed again, and then turned sideways and called, "Ms. Ye..."

Ye Zi looked at her in a blink of an eye, Shen Yilan's eyes were reddish, like a poor little rabbit, her aggrieved expression made people fall in love.

"Are you still angry?" Shen Yilan clasped her hands under her head and asked like a prying voice.

She always couldn't let go, even though Ye Zi had taken the initiative to talk to her, and would touch her cheek while she was asleep, she still felt a lump in her heart.

The tickle was always stuck in her heart, and whenever the right time came, she would come out to disturb her a few times.

Ye Zi smiled lightly and said no, followed by some words.

Shen Yilan couldn't hear clearly, and her hearing ability began to decline due to sleepiness.

Ye Zi's voice seemed to be brought into a dream by her.

That night, Shen Yilan had a dream that was not innocent.

She dreamed of Ye Zi's white hands and warm lips. In the mirror with water droplets in the bathroom, Ye Zi clasped her hands on her back.

I can't see the whole picture clearly, it's hazy, only the hot feeling from the touch of the skin, and the incomparably cold touch of one side of the cheek pressed tightly against the sink.

The next day, before the scorching sun rose, there was commotion in the living room.

In order to ensure the normal recording of the group performance, the staff came to the apartment early to set up.

After waking up, Shen Yilan inexplicably felt a little sore all over, and this sleep was extremely uncomfortable.

On the contrary, that dream seemed like reality, and even her body seemed to have some undesired sequelae.

The porridge in the kitchen was cooked by Zhou Mei. At this moment, she was called away by the staff, and there was no one around, so she could only order Shen Yilan who had just washed up.

After listening to her simple words, Shen Yilan began to guard the pot of porridge.

She stirred it from time to time with a spoon. The porridge has been cooking for more than an hour, and it is already very viscous at the moment.

When it was about to come out of the pot, Shen Yilan lifted the lid to take a look.

Huge heat rushed out of the pot, burning Shen Yilan's hand.

"Hiss..." She took a sharp breath, and subconsciously retracted her hands.

She was wearing a thin long-sleeved sweater, and the wide cuffs covered her hands when they were hanging down.

"It's hot?" Ye Zi heard the sound and came over, and handed the things in her hand to the staff next to her, "Why are you so careless?"

She briefly checked Shen Yilan's hand, and took down the pot of porridge.

Ye Zi rolled up Shen Yilan's cuffs and looked at her burnt fingers.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Shen Yilan felt aggrieved inexplicably.

She didn't like herself like this, she was too cowardly.

"I know you didn't do it on purpose, does it hurt?" Ye Zi carefully blew on her hot red fingers and asked with concern.

"It hurts..." Shen Yilan said.

In fact, it didn't hurt much, but there was a great tingling sensation when it was hot, and now there is only a burning sensation and a little itching.

A small blister soon appeared on the little finger, which was a completely tolerable pain, but Shen Yilan still said it hurt.

At the moment, her mind is full of the scene where Tian Cheng accidentally cut her hand and Ye Zi helped treat the wound last night.

Shen Yilan really wanted to say that she didn't intentionally burn herself, and she didn't have any intention of competing for favor.

It was really just an accident.

But Ye Zi had a strange attitude towards her last night, and patiently bandaged Tian Cheng because of her injury.

This made Shen Yilan feel uncomfortable, but whether she had any position to speak out, she could only hold it in her heart silently.

"I'll find some ointment." Ye Zi scanned around and went to the bedroom.

Shen Yilan obediently stood there and waited.

She just felt aggrieved, and a feeling of discomfort and powerlessness surged from her heart, with a huge sense of shock that made her unable to suppress her emotions.

So, when Ye Zi hurried back with the ointment, Shen Yilan cried again.

"Why are you crying?" Ye Zi noticed that Shen Yilan's emotions were obviously not caused by burnt fingers.

"Finger hurts too much." Shen Yilan swallowed, her eyes fell on her little finger.

Ye Zi was holding a needle and was about to puncture her blisters.

"Lie." Ye Zi said lightly, exposing Shen Yilan's lie.

Shen Yilan remained silent, tears streaming down her face.

"You can tell me straight." Ye Zi said with a strong tone, "Anything."

Shen Yilan wiped her tears with the other hand, Ye Zi's words almost opened the valve of her emotions, she uttered some unbearable pain.

Seeing that her emotions were completely exposed, Ye Zi dragged her straight to the bedroom.

After the bedroom door was closed, Ye Zi didn't turn on the light, and she could only find a trace of light within the sight range of the hundred-day light.

"Say." Ye Zi opened her lips slightly, and her heart trembled when she saw Shen Yilan's face.

"Ms. Ye..." Shen Yilan sniffed, "Can you stop being so indifferent to me? I'm so afraid that you hate me..."

"I will be obedient, don't push me away..."

"No one seems to support me except you... They don't like me here, not at all..."

Ye Zi took her into her arms, patted her on the back and listened to her talk.

She could hear every word of Shen Yilan very clearly, and she thought about the reason carefully.

'They' made Ye Zi frowned, but she didn't ask. It's always inappropriate to ask at this time.

Ye Zi seems to have gotten used to Shen Yilan's emotional expression, like an hourglass counting down, always accumulating energy bit by bit and releasing it at an unclear time at the end.

And all she can do is bear all her emotions.

In the past, she would never have been like this.

If every trainee has this kind of mentality, then this kind of mentality is not suitable for staying in the entertainment industry.

She also doesn't have any affection for this kind of trainee who has no resistance.

Since you choose to take this path, you should bear the necessary risks.

But it happened to be Shen Yilan, the Shen Yilan who smiled at her and asked if she could take a photo to sign in the first autograph session amidst thousands of insults.

Ye Zi's heart softened inexplicably.

Probably since then the seedlings began to spread unknown, and Ye Zi even thought that it was a unilateral sustenance with no end.

But now she finds that this spiritual sustenance seems to be mutual.

Relying on that smile, she began to resist the abuse, leading BEST to the peak.

The current Shen Yilan regards her as the hope to persevere in her dreams.

When the sobbing of the person in her arms stopped, Ye Zi finally said slowly, "I probably used to have a bad temper, but I wouldn't lose my temper with the people around me."

Ye Zi's hand was still stroking her back, "Especially you, Shen Yilan, can you understand?"

The staff of the apartment came a lot, and all the arrangements were carried out in an orderly manner.

Shen Yilan didn't get up early today, and when she packed up again, everyone was already having lunch.

After ordering a group takeaway, when Shen Yilan came out, she had just sat down when Zhou Mei put a few boxes in front of her and Ye Zi.

"Takeaway, eat as you go." Zhou Mei said.

"Chengzi hasn't come back yet?" Liu Qi asked.

Tian Cheng went directly into the studio to record her solo single last night, and sent a message saying that she would not be back until noon.

Just as he was talking, Tian Cheng happily ran in from the door, holding a big bag in his hand.

Seeing how she held it carefully in her arms should be a very precious thing.

"Sister Liu Qi! Look what I brought!" Tian Cheng pushed the rice in front of her to the side, "I've eaten it!"

"Shen Yichu's poster! Where did you get it?" Liu Qi instantly became happy.

"I went to the recording studio today. Someone gave me an autographed poster. It's out of print. There are only three of them! I can only give you one, but you can choose first!" Tian Cheng took out all three posters and flattened them. Spread it on the table, "Choose it!"

"Two are still photos, and one is a portrait!" Liu Qi rubbed her chin to choose, it was difficult to choose, "I can't choose..."

"Isn't Shen Yichu..." Zhou Mei finished speaking, looked at Ye Zi's eyes, and closed her mouth.

Shen Yichu is an actress who became popular in the entertainment industry a long time ago. She played an [-]-line supporting role in a certain drama, and she became popular for no reason.

After that, her popularity increased, and the dramas she received were all female leads, and they became popular one after another.

And because he signed with a small company, after Shen Yichu became popular, he almost supported the whole company by himself.

But I don't know what happened, but one day I suddenly committed suicide at home, only in my 20s.

There was a lot of wailing on the Internet, and even the usual black fans began to mourn, causing a sensation on the entire Internet for a while.

The company just issued an obituary hastily, and there is no other way to deal with it.

The company lost its backbone, and the rising star couldn't handle the resources brought by Shen Yichu, so it gradually disappeared.

Although it was several years ago, there are still not a few people who like Shen Yichu, and Chaohua's fans are still very active.

Shen Yilan looked at the three posters on the table with deep eyes, like a pool of silent water in a dead sea, unable to ignite the light.

"Put it away." Ye Zi said calmly.

"Ah?" Tian Cheng was puzzled, holding the poster at a loss, "What's wrong with Shen Yichu? Teacher Ye, don't you like her?"

"Hurry up, it's lunch time, what time do you do what?" Zhou Mei waved her hand, and took the lead in picking up a nearby poster and stacking it.

"Oh good!" Although Tian Cheng couldn't figure out the situation, she still put away the posters.

Shen Yilan's head was planted low, and she put rice into her mouth in a muffled voice.

Ye Zi picked up some of Shen Yilan's favorite dishes and put them in her bowl, "Eat more."

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感谢在2022-05-0223:17:47~2022-05-0400:25:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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