My ex is a queen, I'm on fire

At ten o'clock, the two got into the nanny car of the program group.

Only now did Chen Wenhan have time to open WeChat, and there were hundreds of unread WeChat messages overnight.

Most of them were messages from female singers I met when I attended the public benefit party.

Some people greeted Chen Wenhan implicitly, while others sent some hinted messages directly to test Chen Wenhan's character.

After filtering out these unnutritious messages, only the messages from Lin Nian and Shen Qing remained.

Lin Nian sent the message in the middle of the night, first asking him if he was asleep, and then asking about the specific time when Chen Wenhan came to the film crew for a guest appearance.

And Shen Qing's wechat message was sent in the morning, telling Su Mo the time to go out for morning exercises and the route she used to take, saying that it was for Chen Wenhan to create a chance encounter.

It's a pity that when Shen Qing sent the WeChat message, Chen Wenhan was hugging Qin Wenxi for morning exercises and didn't see it.

However, the effect of "chance encounter" that Shen Qing hoped to achieve was achieved.

Not only did the two meet by chance, Chen Wenhan also had a frank talk with each other!

It was Su Mo's "a little bug" that made him worry, but no matter how many men she had experienced, she would not think that Chen Wenhan was a little bug!

He measured it with a ruler, and it was 19.5cm!

Rounding up is 20cm!

With this size, you can walk sideways when taking a bath!

If there is a chance, I must let her taste the power of "little bug"!

Chen Wenhan thought silently, and then sent a message back to Lin Nian, telling him that he would visit the crew on Sunday.

The recording of the second stage of "Goodbye, Lover" ended on Saturday. Chen Wenhan was going to visit Lin Nian in Hengzhou on the way, and then returned to Sanjiang.

"Niannian sent you a WeChat message last night."

Seeing that Chen Wenhan had been fiddling with the phone, Qin Wenxi suddenly said quietly.

"Uh, just saw it."

Chen Wenhan glanced at Qin Wenxi out of the corner of his eye, judging from her indifferent expression, she probably wasn't secretly looking at her phone.

"You and Nian Nian are in frequent contact!"

At this moment, Qin Wenxi turned his head, looked at Chen Wenhan and said.

"Not very often either."

Chen Wenhan shook his head: "It's mainly because Director Wang invited me to be a guest star in his movie, and Lin Nian was also in the group just now."

"Is the Director Wang you're talking about Wang Xiong?"

"Yes, that's him."

Chen Wenhan nodded.

"I heard that his character is not very good, and he made a fortune in that kind of movie in his early years." Qin Wenxi obviously had some prejudice against Wang Xiong.

Chen Wenhan waved his hand: "As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from, and gangsters don't look at their age! In the environment of Hong Kong City back then, Director Wang made that kind of film just to make a living."

After all, Chen Wenhan was going to be a guest star in Wang Xiong's group, so he had to say something nice for the other party, otherwise Qin Wenxi would have thought that the two had a similar taste.

"It's not the kind of movie you went to guest star in, is it?"

"How could it be? Now Director Wang is making serious films." Chen Wenhan directly denied.

"Is there a kissing scene?"

Qin Wenxi asked again.

"Probably not."

"I'm just playing a small role!"

Chen Wenhan remembered that Lin Nian said that the guest role he asked him to play was a flower thief, maybe there would be an intimate scene, as for whether there would be a kiss scene, it would depend on the director's arrangement.

The nanny's car stopped at the Yunhai City Art Troupe.

The program group borrowed two rehearsal rooms here.

When Chen Wenhan and Qin Wenxi arrived, Tang Weijie and Zhao Yi had already arrived.

When the few people met, they exchanged a few words first, and then began to study what programs to perform for the old people. This time, there were not only six people in the condolence performance, but also the performance team of the Yunhai City Art Troupe.

Cheng Li, the deputy director in charge of the performance, warmly received everyone in the program group.

"Chief Cheng, do you have any good suggestions?"

The six of them discussed for a while, but they didn't come to any conclusion. The main reason is that Zhao Yi and Sun Yien are actors, and they can't sing. They just participated in the chorus at last night's public welfare gala, and they spent the rest of the time as audiences.

"Mr. Zhao and Mr. Sun are both actors, why don't we make a sketch."

"Our troupe has sketch actors who can act for the two of you!"

Cheng Li gave her own advice.

"It's okay to play a sketch, but there is no script." Zhao Yi frowned.

"There are quite a few scripts in the group, just choose the one that suits you."

"Then trouble Captain Cheng, Yeen and I will act in the skit!"

Zhao Yi is a senior actor, and he has performed sketches at some evening parties before. For him, acting in sketches is much easier than singing.

"Chief Cheng, please wait a moment."

Just when Cheng Li was about to call someone to ask for the script, Chen Wenhan suddenly stopped her.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?"

Cheng Li looked at Chen Wenhan suspiciously.

"I happen to have a skit script here that I can use. I wrote it a few years ago."

"However, my script has too many male characters, so I have to borrow two male actors from Captain Cheng." Chen Wenhan said with a straight face.

"It's okay to borrow actors, but can Mr. Chen also write sketch scripts?"

Cheng Li knew that Chen Wenhan was a famous composer, but writing songs and sketch scripts were completely different things.

Not only Cheng Li was skeptical, but Zhao Yi, Tang Weijie and even Qin Wenxi were suspicious.

"Creation is the same thing."

"However, don't have too much hope, I'm just writing casually."

Chen Wenhan said very modestly.

There are a lot of rewards for skits, cross talks, and even drama script systems, so Chen Wenhan has a lot of stocks.

And Chen Wenhan didn't have much chance to consume such scripts, so he just took out one today and read it.

This time it was a sympathy performance in a nursing home, and Chen Wenhan directly chose a script "Goodbye Lao Zhang" that fit the theme.

He sent the electronic version of the script to Cheng Li, who immediately had ten copies printed out.

After getting the script, everyone immediately read it.

But as soon as he saw the character introduction, Zhao Yi frowned: "Wen Han, there are nine characters in your sketch?"

"There are too many characters. What does Brother Han mean that all of us will play?"

Tang Weijie touched his chin and asked.

"I think it's very interesting for all the members to play, singing is so boring!" Chen Wenhan nodded.

"Then we are not enough!"

"So I have to trouble Captain Cheng to call for someone."

Chen Wenhan looked at Cheng Li who was on the side.

"Okay, I'll call someone right away, there are three actors missing, right?"

As Cheng Li spoke, she took out her phone and made a call.

Today, there was a condolence performance task, and the "Goodbye, Lover" program group was still rehearsing with the art troupe, so the performance team was on standby. A few minutes later, three male actors from the art troupe walked into the rehearsal room.

"This is the book to be acted in, please read it first."

Cheng Li first distributed the script to the three, and then said: "The script was written by Mr. Chen. If you have any ideas, you can ask Mr. Chen."

What Cheng Li said was very subtle, but she was actually telling the three of them that if the script was too bad, they could change it, or even change it.

The three of them all understood what Cheng Li meant, how good could a sketch script written by a composer be, and immediately they didn't have much hope for the script.

But after watching for a while, the expressions of the three of them changed from the initial casualness to a more serious one, and their expressions became more and more dignified.

Compared with the later three, Zhao Yi, who got the script first, had already seen the end, his nose was slightly sour, and subconsciously twitched.

Originally, he didn't have any hope for the skit script written by Chen Wenhan, after all, writing a song and writing a script are two different things.

But after he finished reading the script, Zhao Yi's mood became heavy.

It is said that the core of comedy is tragedy, and this script really does it.