Difficult

It was still early for Lu Zhenqiu to get off the taxi, half an hour earlier than her usual time. She glanced at her mobile phone and hurried into the shed. Qiu beckoned: "Qiuqiu, early."

Another took the initiative to ask: "Have you eaten breakfast, Qiuqiu?"

Lu Zhenqiu nodded: "I have eaten."

She said putting down her bags to help them clean up the studio, and the staff smiled: "Thank you Qiuqiu, was it your birthday yesterday?"

"I saw Mr. Jin's Weibo!" Another smiled and leaned forward: "Happy birthday Qiuqiu!"

When Lu Zhenqiu heard Mr. Jin's expression, he smiled slowly: "Well, thank you."

"Miss Jin won't be here today?"

They usually go all the way, but recently Mr. Jin didn't come with a cold, and I don't know if it's better. Lu Zhenqiu said, "She is resting at home."

The staff nodded: "I want to have a good rest. I heard that her new article is about to be ready. I really want to read it in advance..."

"Go to see Mr. Bai first." Another staff member smiled: "Mr. Bai posted a message last night!"

"Really? Teacher Bai hasn't posted a new post for two years!"

The two could also discuss the postures of several people. Lu Zhenqiu sat bored, picked up his mobile phone and went to Weibo, and saw a lot of Aites, all of which were forwarded from Jin Shuilan.

She was really rude. Yesterday, Jin Shuilan didn't reply to a thank you after she posted on Weibo.

Lu Zhenqiu pursed her lips, clicked into Jin Shuilan's Weibo, and saw that the birthday greeting had more than 1,000 retweets, and there were also many comments. She wanted to comment, thank you, and saw the CP remarks in the front row, Lu Zhen Qiu hesitated for two seconds, pressed his aching head, and did not move for a while.

Finally she posted a Weibo.

Jin Shuilan was lying on the bed and looked up at the crystal lamp above her head. The curtains were not drawn, and the light outside the window was projected on it. 】

She replied lazily: [Is something wrong? 】

Ji Zibo: [Come here to supervise. 】

Jin Shuilan didn't reply, a special Weibo popped up at the top of the screen, and she clicked into it.

Pillow Autumn: Yesterday's birthday, thank you for your blessings, especially my good friends @花罗@小鱼@吉子博@金水兰@白猫.

She is divided between Noriko Bo and White Cat.

Jin Shuilan was depressed, put down the phone, pulled the quilt over his head, sullenly opened it for a few seconds, got out of bed to change clothes, and drove to the shed in no time.

Ji Zibo was stunned when he saw her: "I thought you weren't coming."

Jin Shuilan's face tensed, and her voice was cold: "Didn't you let me supervise?"

When she was unsmiling, her facial features looked deep and sharp, especially when she put on glasses, the contour lines added an icy aura. Ji Zibo glanced at her and asked her, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Jin Shuilan closed his eyes and said, "Kavin."

It's really a good reason for the panacea, Ji Zibo asked: "Can you still supervise it?"

Jin Shuilan said: "I'll go to the rest party first, you supervise."

Ji Zibo nodded: "Okay."

After Jin Shuilan finished speaking, she looked around in the shed and didn't see Lu Zhenqiu, she called, "Zibo."

Ji Zibo didn't lift his head: "Huh?"

Jin Shuilan pursed her lips: "Have I told you about the white cat's radio drama?"

Ji Zibo nodded: "Oh yes, I almost forgot to ask you, when can we promote it?"

Jin Shuilan said, "Come closer."

Ji Zibo was surprised: "So fast?"

Jin Shuilan has always had to take a two-month break after finishing a drama. It was the first time that she was in such a hurry to catch up with another venue. She muttered, "But I can't be here in time..."

Before she finished speaking, she paused for a few seconds and said, "Otherwise, let's cooperate with other studios?"

The last time she went to see Zhenyuan, it happened that Zhenyuan's studio was closed recently. If she invited Zhenyuan over, the efficiency would be doubled. Jin Shuilan said, "You can do it."

Ji Zibo nodded: "OK, then I started looking for someone?"

Jin Shuilan hummed, lowered his head and entered the lounge.

There was no one in the lounge, the air conditioner and heating were whirring, and Jin Shuilan walked to the innermost sofa, lying on her side, the noise outside the door was noisy, listening to the sound of people walking, she was not irritable for the first time, but Close your eyes with peace of mind.

When Lu Zhenqiu went into the lounge to get the script, she caught a glimpse of someone on the sofa. She thought it was a staff member, but she didn't care. She took two steps to find out that it was Jin Shuilan.

Jin Shuilan is lying on her side. She is tall and tall, so her calves are curled up on the inside of the sofa and her back is on the sofa. It is different from the usual style of painting that looks comfortable at home. Now she actually gives Lu Zhenqiu a miserable illusion. Really dizzy.

Lu Zhenqiu didn't look much, and caught a glimpse of the dark circles under Jin Shuilan's eyes. She noticed it in the morning. It was faint, not obvious, and the end of her eyes was still a little red. I don't know if she rubbed it out. She thought that Jin Shuilan would rest at home today. Unexpectedly, she also came to the crew, Lu Zhenqiu pursed her lips, took the script lightly, and wanted to go out. When she reached the door, she turned around again, and after thinking for a while, she still took a thin blanket from the cabinet next to Jin Shuilan.

Jin Shuilan just caught a cold, but he couldn't catch a cold any longer.

She tucked the edge of the blanket and put it on Jin Shuilan's side. She looked down and saw the gold-rimmed glasses that Jin Shuilan put on the coffee table. The lenses were reflective. She moved her position, and finally got up and left with the script. The staff brushed their shoulders, and she said, "be quieter, Mr. Jin is resting."

The staff nodded: "Okay, I see."

The door closed softly, bringing silence to the room, and the surroundings were quiet. Jin Shuilan closed the blanket and wrapped herself tightly as she listened to her heartbeat.

She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the glasses that had been removed, then looked at the doorway, turned over, and continued to rest.

After sleeping until noon, Ji Zibo came in and asked her to have lunch. She had no appetite, and half sat up listening to the pattering voice: "Is it raining?"

"Sleet." Ji Zibo said, "It's freezing cold outside."

The air conditioner was blowing in the shed, and she didn't feel it at all. Jin Shuilan put on a blanket and walked to the window to see the snowflakes fluttering big outside.

Outside the door, the staff are also discussing.

"Tomorrow is also rainy, right? Xia Shen is really unlucky to hold the signing party in time for these two days."

"Isn't it rescheduled?"

"I heard that it was changed, but I can't do it today."

Tang Yingxia's signing ceremony was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but it was still sleet and snow tomorrow, so she had no choice but to postpone it for two days. She sat in the shed sullenly, thinking that every time it snowed in the past, Lu Zhenqiu would send her a video, and Tang Yingxia lowered her head. Busy on the phone, a voice came from the side: "Shen Xia."

She turned her head and saw Yu Wen approaching.

Yu Wen's spirit has not been very good in the past two days, because he was angry with Hua Luo's fans. It was obviously Hua Luo's popular article with the same theme, but because of Jin Shuilan's help to forward it, now the blame is on Yu Wen, she is angry I haven't eaten for several days.

Jin Shuilan.

It's Jin Shuilan again.

Tang Yingxia held a breath in her heart, and said to Yu Wen, "I'm not well, why don't you rest at home?"

Yu Wen walked over to her and sat down, and said with a pale face, "I want to come and see if I can help."

Tang Yingxia said, "It will be over in a few days. Rest at home and write."

"What will you say about the signing?"

Tang Yingxia: "Change to the day after tomorrow."

Yu Wen nodded: "Do you want me to come over?"

She said this and looked up at Tang Yingxia. Recently, Jin Shuilan became active in the circle again. Although she didn't write an article, she grabbed more than half of the limelight, and her readers were discussing her every day.

Yu Wen thought that when she left her old club, she would choose a magazine with a higher price, and asked her friends to improve the signing conditions. She just wanted to sign Jin Shuilan, who just came out of her old club, to make a gimmick. He refused mercilessly, and didn't even have a chance to discuss it again.

After being rejected again and again by Jin Shuilan, Yu Wen was also a little angry, so he simply gave up on Jin Shuilan and specialized in Tang Yingxia.

Tang Yingxia turned her head and said, "Come here when you are free."

Yu Wen smiled: "Okay."

Tang Yingxia asked her, "How is the new book now?"

Yu Wen said: "It's okay, but Teacher Bai also wrote an article last night, and it's still the same theme..."

Tang Yingxia: "White cat?"

With Yu Wen's worried look, Tang Yingxia said, "Isn't that better?"

"Better?" Yu Wen frowned, seemingly puzzled: "Why?"

Tang Yingxia said, "You can use White Cat's Dongfeng to promote it."

Although Bai Mao is not as well-known as Jin Shuilan, he is also one of the best in the circle. He writes for a long time and has many readers. Yu Wen asked, "How to borrow it?"

Tang Yingxia asked the sleet outside the window and said, "You have the same theme, as long as they are bound, we will 'borrow' her readers."

Yu Wen seemed to understand, she nodded: "Then then..."

"Find her a weakness at that time."

Not only can they be unbound smoothly, but they can also step on her. Generally, the entertainment industry will use this kind of routine to fry CPs. The final purification is to solidify fans and abuse fans. They can't move Jin Shuilan, and they can't move the white cat? Thinking that stepping on a white cat is equivalent to stepping on Jin Shuilan, Tang Yingxia felt a twisted pleasure in her heart.

Yu Wen lowered her head to hide the dark color in her eyes. She asked, "Then can you help me? I won't."

Tang Yingxia nodded: "No problem."

Yu Wen smiled: "Thank you God Xia."

Tang Yingxia saw her gentle expression and didn't speak, she just turned her head to look out the window, a car drove out of the garage, Jin Shuilan looked sideways at Lu Zhenqiu who was standing at the door, they didn't say a word at lunch just now, Lu Zhenqiu She can still chat and laugh with others, and she is silent when she sees her.

Jin Shuilan tapped on the steering wheel and looked at her from a distance, presumably looking for a taxi, and kept looking outside, the cold wind blowing away her long hair.

Lu Zhenqiu hooked her hair a few times before she hooked her hair behind her ear. When she turned her head, it fell apart again. She was not wearing a leather rope. She was wrapping her hair with one hand. When Jin Shuilan was sitting in the car, the co-pilot's window was half-open, and the heater hit his face, Jin Shuilan said, "Get in the car."

Lu Zhenqiu released her hand, her hair was scattered by the wind again, and her bangs covered her eyes. Through the gaps in her hair, she saw Jin Shuilan's eyes looking at her, with faint expectation.

The author has something to say:

Thirty red envelopes, without any prototype, are all nonsense.

I like the theme of the little princess recently, and I wrote a copy. If you like it, you can collect it in advance.

princess disease

Su Lingyue is the apple of the Su family's palm. She has been petted by the Su family from childhood to adulthood. She has an arrogant and domineering personality. She lived in the same tent as her, and Ji Zhiyi went through the withdrawal procedures not long after returning to school, and there was no news. Many classmates guessed that she couldn't bear the blow, and it was a pity to be embarrassed for her.

Later, the Su Clan changed suddenly, and the company was divided into two parts, half in the hands of the Su family, half in the hands of Ji Zhiyi, and at the same time in her hands, there was Su Lingyue.

Everyone guessed that Ji Zhiyi was coming for revenge, and they were all waiting to see Su Lingyue's joke, and Su Lingyue thought the same thing.

On the day she took Su Lingyue home, Ji Zhiyi personally designed a pair of princess shoes, and the ladies in the circle wanted to buy them at a high price. Those princess shoes, under everyone's astonished eyes, knelt down on one knee, lowered their heads and put them on Su Lingyue seriously.

A friend asked Ji Zhiyi why he wanted to take Su Lingyue home.

Ji Zhiyi smiled: "I want her to be the princess of my life."