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    After much deliberation, Jing Li simply wrapped himself in a bathrobe and lay on the sofa on the balcony to read the script.

    The soft yellow lampshade in the room is covered with a flower-shaped hollow lampshade. The light pours out through the open floor-to-ceiling windows. The shadow of the lampshade is like a net covering her whole body.

    She folded her legs hanging on the armrest and rested her head on the other side, all covered with a layer of winding and beautiful pattern-shaped net, like a vintage cover specially made by a magazine.

    After a while, the assistant came in, and when he saw her, he joked without thinking: "My goddess is really beautiful in every frame."

    Jing Li raised his head from the script and looked into the room. Lin Yang had already put down his things and went out.

    She retracted her eyes and took the opportunity to close the script.

    Tossing and turning, playing too much with Bian Qin's opponent, too cruel, she felt a cloud of turbidity in her chest.

    Jing Li reached out to touch the cigarette, and when he found it, he tapped it, but in the next second, he suddenly remembered the few female fans he met by the elevator.

    "You smoke less yourself¡ª¡ª"

    Those are all true words, Jing Li smiled, retracted his hand, and didn't smoke

    But after a while, my heart was still itchy.

    She turned around in her mind, thinking of something to divert her attention.  But the only thing that has attracted her attention recently is the person I've been thinking about just now.

    Jing Li propped his chin on the back of the sofa, looking out with both eyes.  The entire night sky suddenly lit up with stars, shining faintly in her eyes, flashing past the scene of him smiling in front of countless people last night.

    That Yimu was so unexpected, and so beautiful that people were caught off guard, so much so that when she thinks about it now, it has been a full twenty-four hours, and she still has a strong sense of regret for only getting to know him.

    The wind blew a few pages of the script on the sofa, rustling, and the notes of various colors drawn on it looked messy, but everything had a structure.

    It would be great if there is a way to chase him, everything will follow a fixed track and the end will be him.

    Jing Li laid his head up on the sofa, looked at the moon outside and laughed

    After a while, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and its brilliance was gone.  She remembered that she had nothing to do, they were going to read the script tonight.

    As soon as she thought about it, she went into the house to change clothes.

    As soon as it was changed, a message came from the mobile phone within a second.

    Jing Li took a lookthen he was stunned for a second.

    She thought she was going to the director, but the actor in the same group who sent the message said that it would be better to take care of her injury and move less, so she went to Bian Qin's room

    And he, he was opposite her.

    After Jing Li was stunned for a moment, he slowly smiled like a fox on his lips

    The door of Bian Qin's room was left open and unlocked, Jing Li gently pushed it open, and chatter came from inside immediately.  He leaned on the single sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and the other sofa opposite the coffee table was empty.

    Seeing her coming, he raised the corner of his lower lip towards her and nodded slightly.  When the crew heard the footsteps, they all turned to her and nodded politely to her.

    While exchanging pleasantries, Jing Li wondered whether the seat opposite him was reserved for her by everyone.

    Just as she was scanning around to see if there were any other seats, Bian Qin looked up at her, pointed his chin to the place opposite him, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you sit?"

    Jing Li paused, smiled, and walked over.  That position is just across a coffee table not much wider than an arm, and that's him at the other end.

    He scanned the script with his eyes, and poured her a glass of water with one hand.

    After Jing Li glanced, he said, "Thank you."

    Bian Qin Wensheng raised his head from the script and glanced at her, the corners of his lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

    Jing Li looked at him, followed the moment when he lowered his eyes, propped his elbows on the glass of the tea table, leaned towards him, and pointed to a certain line in his script: "You think so?"  ?¡±

    Bian Qin looked at the white jade arm that suddenly appeared in his sight, and raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.  As soon as she approached, a faint scent of a girl after bathing lingered in his nostrils.

    ? Soft milky scent.

    After a pause, he leaned back into the chair calmly, pulled a little distance away from her, and then turned his head to look at her: "Um what's wrong?"

    Jing Li's fingers are slender and fair, and the fingertips are dyed with red nail polish, and a sinuous curve is drawn on the red.color.  And what she pressed under her index finger was a character analysis line added by Qin Yuan in the script.

    After hearing what he said, she showed her face, and said, "It's just that, I think so too, and I think this sentence is the only one that can be interpreted appropriately."

    Bian Qin glanced at the line of writing under her fingertips, and then at her again.

    Jing Li was amused when he received the gaze: "What's wrong? Can't you?"

    Bian Qin said slowly: "No, it's normal for you to think so." He just remembered a director who used her as a textbook to educate new actors at that moment.

    Said that every play she takes on will seriously and carefully make a deep and pertinent analysis of the characters in the play, and then discuss with the director and screenwriter several times.

    You can act well only if you have the heart, and newcomers should learn a little bit.

    When Jing Li heard this, a somewhat confused look appeared in his pupils.

    Bian Qin raised his eyes slowly, raised the corners of his lips, and explained concisely: "I have heard of you."

    But not only has he heard it, he actually disagrees with the director's words a little bit. It's not just a newcomer actor, even if he has been in the entertainment industry longer than her, there are only a handful of people who can do what she does.

    Therefore, not only did he know that she was devout and serious, and she was always doing what she could do, but he also knew that she was actually completely different from other actors in essence.

    Jing Li sounded a little surprised, from his words, he could hear a hint that he thought of her very well.  She laughed for a while, and wanted to entice him to speak clearly, but there were other actresses in the room, which was inconvenient.

    In the end, she looked at him, smiled brightly, and sat back.

    Seeing that they had finished chatting, an actress immediately said happily: "Tskyou two get together, and I can see the scene from last night before my eyes."

    Jing Li raised his eyebrows, Qin also paused for a second in his peripheral vision, and the corners of his lips twitched.

    The director tapped the speaker with the script, and asked with a smile, "Did you go last night?"

    The other party asked back: "What? The director didn't go?"

    The director sneered for a while, and joked: "What am I going to do? Young people like you like to join in the fun."

    "It's not called joining in the fun. Going to Brandon's dinner party is also a kind of work."

    "Hey, you're still a little smart, you know you need to have a good relationship with the brand?"

    "That's right. Besides I've heard all the live performances of big-name singers, why not go if I can?" Besides, if I went last night, I made money.

    Thinking of this, the speaking actress glanced at Bian Qin with the corners of her lips curled up.

    Jing Li heard this with lowered eyes, and suddenly smiled and said: "Why? Actuallythey sent me an invitation letter in the first year, and I really didn't want to go."

    The actress came back to her senses, looked at her, and was strongly puzzled: "Why?"

    Jing Li leaned back on the soft cotton sofa, and said slowly, "Don't you thinkit's actually similar to the Spring Festival Gala?"

    Poof Everyone laughed, and the actress even laughed and shouted: "What! It's a big event in the fashion industry. The Spring Festival Gala is a popular show, okay? It's not a category at all."

    Jing Li propped his chin with his hand, smiled lightly on his face and said nothing, obviously maintaining his original opinion, but he was too lazy to argue.

    Someone saw this and poked the biggest person here, and said, "the director, tell me, let's make a judgment."

    However, it is not easy to be a fair person. This kind of thing is easy to be inhumane. The director said without thinking about it: "I only went there once or twice in total, so I have no right to comment, thank you."

    Cut~ There was a whimper.

    Director: "" A bunch of bastards who don't know how to behave.

    Jing Li couldn't help being happy seeing this, he picked up the water glass to drink water, and the smiles in his eyes poured into the sparkling glass.

    While drinking, the figure in the corner of his eyes moved, Jing Li suddenly had a bad idea, and wanted to drag someone who had been listening calmly into the water to accompany her.

    As soon as the thought passed, Jing Li turned to look at him and asked, "What do you think?"

    Bian Qin glanced at her leisurely after hearing the words, seemed to think for a while, and then said: "There is still a difference."

    Jing Li raised his eyebrows in disbelief and interest.  Logically speaking, this person should have been there all the time, why hasn't he gotten tired of watching it?  I'm tired of watching it, but it's really similar to the Spring Festival Gala.

    "Huh?" She looked at him, her eyes wet with steam sent her question over.

    Bian Qin and her looked at each other, smiled solemnly, and then said calmly: "Compared with Brandon, the Spring Festival Gala is much more serious."

    Jing Li was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, the dance between men and women that made her blush at the beginning of last night automatically spun in her mind

    ""

    He said that did he notice that she blushed?  ?  ?

    The actress asked confusedly: "What is more serious? What do you mean?"

    Jing Li put down his cup, coughed and turned his head away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Letting her blush unceasingly dance with men and women

    ""

    He said that did he notice that she blushed?  ?  ?

    The actress asked confusedly: "What is more serious? What do you mean?"

    Jing Li put down his cup, coughed and turned his head away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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