Little Prince [Entertainment]

Xian Ziyu looked at WeChat, then switched back to Alipay's friend applications, and it took him a long time to finish adding them one by one.

These should be Lian Di's friends.

"Mu Peipei" is sister Peipei, right? Who is "Mu Changchuan"? "Chang Lin"...

Could it be that actor Chang Lin?

It never occurred to him that the first time he met a famous senior in the industry, it was because of Alipay raising chickens.

Xian Ziyu hurriedly clicked on his Ant Farm, and changed the chick into a new suit, showing affection.

When going out, you still have to dress decently.If you can go to the actor's house to steal food, you are only a lucky chicken.

In the next few days of rest, he read through the three scripts again.Finally made up his mind and sent a message back to Sister Zhong after finalizing the result.When eating at Sister Yun's restaurant at noon, I couldn't resist announcing the happy news to my friends in advance.

"sounds good."

Lian Di folded the sleeves of his white shirt in half, exposing a smooth wrist, picked up the disposable chopsticks in the chopstick holder, and handed them to him, "Congratulations."

After undergoing the change of identity from fan to friend, the frequency of the two getting together has increased.Lian Di came over twice a week to eat wontons with him, at fixed times, like clocking in.

Xian Ziyu enjoyed this meeting very much.Every time I take the time to walk to the restaurant without haste, the food I like and the people I want to meet have already been ordered at the familiar position.

Like some sort of small bliss that can be identified.

Such meetings twice a week are almost his only social activities.But he didn't want to tell Lian Di, and he didn't want to be seen as a very boring person.

...Although that seems to be the case.

Xian Ziyu took the chopsticks, felt that his tone was flat, as if he had expected it, and looked up at him suspiciously.

"Those three scripts..." Lian Di thought about it, and finally confessed to him truthfully, "I chose them for you. Compared with others, I think they are more suitable for you."

"Anything else?"

Xian Ziyu was very interested in the other scripts in his talk, "You rejected it for me? What kind of drama is it?"

"Yeah." He recited without changing his expression, ""The Overbearing Prince's Third Escaped Concubine", "Mr. Leng, Don't Mess With Me", "Back to the Time My Wife Was Hot" and so on."

Xian Ziyu: "..."

"The quality of other books is very rough." There are more or less intimate scenes, "I don't think it's suitable for you, and I don't want to waste your time."

After he finished speaking, he was quite scheming to get ahead of others, "I hope you won't blame me for making my own decisions."

"That's not it."

Xian Ziyu said, "I trust your vision. But... how should I put it, I feel that this is a waste of your time."

"You are so busy at work, and it's too miserable to go to the eyes because of me."

Lian Di shook his head, "Your matter is important."

Xian Ziyu bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say, she lowered her head and sipped hot soup.

He has always been so alone in the circle. His parents don't pay much attention to what he is doing, and even his agent doesn't care much.No one cares about it in the circle of friends before.

Being a little cabbage whose father doesn't love her and mother doesn't love her, suddenly there is someone who is willing to put down his work and give priority to him. I feel flattered.

What a touching friendship!

Mr. Lian is really kind to his friends.Xian Ziyu's stomach and heart were full of warmth, and after a while, he felt a little guilty, "But I haven't done anything for you."

Although he doesn't have any serious friends, he also knows that there should be mutual giving between friends.Instead of being taken care of blindly like yourself.

"As long as you film well, that's the greatest reward for me."

As Lian Di said, there was a deep meaning in his tone that only he could understand, "Don't worry, there are still many days to come."

Xian Ziyu had an epiphany.

To him, he is not only a friend, but also has commercial value.Maybe he can't be a qualified friend now, but at least he can be an excellent employee.

"I will work hard for Mr. Lian! Don't worry about Mr. Lian!"

Finally, he was clear about his usefulness, and he was able to swipe a spoon to eat wonton with peace of mind.

"……it is good."

Lian Di suddenly wondered if he had said something wrong.

Because after the last sentence was finished, Xian Ziyu looked at him very similarly to the way his subordinates looked at him every day when they came to report work.Although there is no sense of hypocrisy forced out by the pressure of raising a family, there is only purer sincerity.

The direction seems to be going off track, and Lian Zong is a little worried.

It's agreed that starting from friends and cultivating relationships, and finally only cultivating an excellent employee for myself.

Xian Ziyu was eating wontons when he suddenly noticed that his phone was vibrating in his pocket. He quickly pulled out a tissue and held it in his mouth, mumbled, "I'm going outside to take a call."

He stood up and wiped his lips with a tissue, and walked quickly outside the store.

The phone went on for a while.Lian Di finished his lunch quickly, saw his back through the glass window, and remembered what happened many days ago.

Regarding the matter of sister Xian Ziyu, he felt that something was wrong when he heard it at the time. Later, he asked Mu Changchuan to investigate, and the doubts did not decrease but increased.

They are not very familiar yet.Although he had already shamelessly investigated him in secret, he was afraid that asking Xian Ziyu face to face would make him feel abrupt, so he hadn't been able to ask.

Not in a hurry.Lian Di warned himself in his heart.

It has been decided to give him the most complete life this time, so there can be no more mistakes.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Xian Ziyu ran back from the door excitedly, "It's Sister Zhong. She said that there was a conflict of working hours for a guest on a reality show. Sister Zhong said that she helped me win the opportunity and asked me to help him. Two installments."

"What program?"

""An Ordinary Day"," Xian Ziyu said while searching on his mobile phone. "It seems to be a documentary reality show. It's like living a self-sufficient life in a small mountain village for a few days. Sister Zhong said it was very easy."

"I haven't participated in this kind of program yet." He was very excited, "I will make up a few previous episodes to prepare for it when I get home later. It will be very interesting!"

Lian Di secretly became anxious in his heart.

He doesn't know much about the exact show's production details.But no matter where, appearing as an airborne is not a very pleasing thing.But in order not to dampen Xian Ziyu's interest, he didn't express his worries, "When will we record?"

"The day after tomorrow, it will be recorded for about a week."

Xian Ziyu said, "I won't be able to have dinner with you next week. Remember to listen to Mu Changchuan, don't work too long. Remember to eat too."

He had just secretly picked up Lian Di's assistant in the past few days, and learned that this person in front of him was an out-and-out workaholic, or a "devil who used to lure his assistant to work overtime with him".

"Always staying up late to practice immortality is not good for your health." Every time Xian Ziyu mentioned this, she felt a little worried, "Compared with work, of course living is more important."

Lian Zong is a mature elite, how can he not understand such a simple truth.

Lian Di lost his temper because of his concern and accusations.The last bit of helplessness was shattered in the humid spring air and melted into the unknown affection in the corners of the eyes and brows.

"I see."

**

More than half a month after Xian Ziyu left the group, Mu Peipei finally got married.

The first thing I did when I came back was to drink with my brothers.Apart from work, Lian Di is busy cultivating a relationship with his wife. As a social animal, Mu Changchuan works overtime every day and has no human rights. The only drinking buddy she can find is Chang Lin, the film king who rests on his laurels.

After two glasses of whiskey, Mu Peipei sighed to him that reincarnation is also a technical job.

"Is the boss thinking about it? I heard from Chang Chuan that he regularly went to have dinner with the young master during this time." She twirled the wine glass with her fingers, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the alcohol.

"It's so romantic."

She has been single for a long time, and she heard that when the couple had a meal together, they thought it was an engagement banquet, "I don't know when to treat them to a wedding."

"Let's wait a few days."

Chang Lin estimated calmly, "He is reluctant to let the young master make any mistakes, so he can only take his time."

"Emotions are such a thing, there is nothing foolproof."

She read the lines from the previous play seriously.At the time, I thought it was hypocritical, but now that I think about it, it makes sense.

"You say this is a big old man," she said dissatisfied, "It's like chopping melons and vegetables when you cut your mouth. It's too straightforward. When you're in a relationship, you're looking forward and backward, and you can't move your legs."

"It's because I cherish it too much."

Chang Lin glanced at her, "So you have to worry too much."

"I don't care."

Mu Peipei knocked on the empty wine glass, winking wildly.Chang Lin helplessly poured it on her again.

She took it up and killed most of it in one gulp, and said proudly, "My old lady finally survived. How can I be worthy of being reborn if I don't fall in love a hundred and eighty times!"

Chang Lin: "..."

It's just that I'm busy with work, and I really don't have time or mood to fall in love.The topic turned around, but it still came back to the two people who have the most obvious love trend nowadays.

"I always feel that the boss and the young master knew each other very early."

She was half drunk, leaning on the sofa and hiccupping, "Maybe they knew each other before the boss entered the company camp."

"It's very early."

Chang Lin nodded, swallowed the wine in his throat, and said unhurriedly, "I remember when the young master was four years old. They met for the first time."

Mu Peipei smelled the smell of old melons, and sat up straight from the sofa, his eyes brightened, "How do you know?"

"I asked him." After Chang Lin finished speaking naturally, he felt puzzled again, "You don't know?"

"How dare I ask, I'm afraid I'll die early if I know too much."

Mu Peipei sighed for a while, "Who would have thought that in the end, I would end up dead with someone who knows a lot like you."

"..."

"It's different today. Anyway, there are no such deadly rules anymore, so tell me everything you know." She tugged on Chang Lin's sleeves, posing like a little girl listening to her grandfather telling a story.

"What else do you know?"

"...Wait a minute, let me clear my mind first."

The memory is distant and long, fragmented by time.Chang Lin was silent for a while, and decided to start from the beginning like a storyteller.

"Young Master has a special status in the family, you know that, right?"

Mu Peipei nodded obediently.

"Then do you know why the Xian family values ​​him so much?"

The author has something to say: Chang Yingdi's story will start, everyone move the small benches.